London Calling…I know that Rachel forgot her passport but for reasons in this story,,she brought it and didn't have to go back.
Rachel handed the agent her passport and her five credit cards. She was willing to gamble it all on love. Hopefully she would win. She walked through the door onto the plane and sat down. As the plane taxied down the runway of JFK , she pulled a book out of her carry on bag. It was Nora Bing's latest, Ocean of Passion., a gift from her dear friend Chandler. She opened it up and began to read. The heroine was kidnapped by a bunch of spies and held hostage on an island in the middle of the Caribbean. As the plane leveled off she settled in for the long flight. Her mind began to wander.
She was the heroine, Amber , whose father had a lot of money and her lover was an agent for Her Majesty's Service whose mission was to rescue her. She was tied up and her captors were threatening to throw her at the bottom of the ocean if her ransom wasn't paid. As they were getting ready to dispose of her, a mysterious figure swims up in a wet suit and snorkel He takes out a gun and shoots the enemy spies Then he takes the fair Amber in his arms.
Rachel was enjoying her reverie too much. She seemed to be talking in her sleep. "Ross, Ross save me, from these assasins." she moaned. "Oh ,Agent Stone, take me , take me now!" she called.
"Miss, miss?" the man on the other side of her called. He was tryng to sleep and she was not helping with her comments.
Rachel woke up, "I'm sorry , I must have been dreaming, I was reading this romance and I…"
"That is absolutely charming, I haven't had sleep in two days , so if you wouldn't mind could you please be quiet." the mean man said.
Rachel started wondering, What were they doing right now?
Everything was a mess. She had spent her whole life dreaming of the day she got married, and now the caterer messed up, the cellist had carpal tunnel syndrome, and now her dream chapel was being torn down. Emily was beside herself and she allowed herself to fall apart in front of Ross and his sister. He just hugged her and told her that things would be alright. That's right she could get through anything, she had him now.
Meanwhile on the other side of Westminster Abbey, Joey was just being Joey and Chandler was just ready to kill him.. He was so excited about London and wanted to go everywhere. It was almost as if Joey was the child and Chandler the grown up. They came to a hat stand where Joey found a cool hat with the Union jack on it.
"That 's great, now I don't have to buy that I'm With Stupid t-shirt." he said. Fed up with his antics, Chandler went back to the hotel.
Rachel had finished her meal and was taking out her mirror to check herself. "Ugh" she said as she closed it. Now she needed to start her plan of attack. She had to look hot and sexy to woo the fair Dr. Geller back to her. She had done it before, all she had to do was bat her eyelashes and he would be putty in her hands. The British chippy wouldn't know what hit her. She took out her make up bag and went to work. Next thing she did was open her carryon from the overhead and pull on a strapless black number and put on a pair of killer heels then she looked in the mirror."Rachel you look good," she said to herself.
Phoebe started to panic. Suppose she really did go through with it? Now she started to think of the consequences and got nervous. She lifted her enormous body up from the couch and found the itenary. Oh thank God for Mon and her compulsiveness, this had every phone number and location of the trip to the exact time of the wedding. She had to do it , she picked up the phone..
"Hello international operator, I would like to place a call to a Miss Emily Waltham in London."
Colin sat at the pub. He had done it this time. Emily was getting married tomorrow and to that jerk he played rugby with no less. A Yank , boy he must be special for Em to want to marry him Then again she was always a little too spontaneous. He went back in his mind, They were having a picinic by the Thames and she had only known Colin three days.
"Oh Colin, you know how to make a girl special." Emily cooed "I love you so much so let's live together."
Colin was shocked . Three days and she wanted to get a flat with him. Then he had to make the mistake of going out after rugby with the lads for a pint at the pub. A busty redhead kept throwing herself at him. Since he was drunk, he started to kiss her because Emily had to work late. Emily found out and moved out. Now he was kicking himself for losing a great girl like Emily. If only he could turn back time.
The mood was jovial at the rehearsal dinner. All the wedding problems had been solved. Everyone was drinking and laughing and having a good time. Ross walked around with his arm around Emily as they chatted up their guests. Joey had talked to Phoebe earlier and been warned that trouble was coming. However Joey, saw something that would occupy his time more constructively. He put on his best smile and sidled up to the shy bridesmaid.
"How you doin?" he said in his Queens accent. She giggled at the American then batted her eyelashes.
"I'm Felicity, Emily's mate." she said as she put out her hand.
"I'm Joey, Ross's best friend," he said as he kissed hers.
"Let's get out of here," she said as she pulled Joey's hand to dissappear in to the coat room. He put his arms around her and started to make out with her.
One person was definitely miserable and that was Monica. All night long , she had to listen to her dear mother going on about how this might be her only chance to have a wedding. Damn that woman. I just haven't found the right one yet. Oh I forgot I am not Ross the perfect, who gets straight A's, papers published in professional journals, and marries lesbians. Monica thought. She had found the perfect corner to hide in and drown her sorrows. She did have to giggle at the fight going on between her father and Steven Waltham. Good old daddy, at least there was one ally in the Geller house. Ross just stood there trying to referee. This was all delicious fun.
She didn't know it but someone was watching her from the other side of the room. He had a drink in his hand but he couldn't understand it . She was so beautiful with that raven hair and those ruby lips. Tonight she had on a red dress which showed off her curves. Something was happening and he didn't understand it. After all, it was his buddy, Monica. She looked sad, so maybe he would go over and talk to her.
"I'm a single mother with a thirty year old son." she said as she took another drink. That guy was hilarious earlier he had told Chandler he enjoyed his moving performance in Titantic.
"I can't understand why no one would want you, you're gorgeous." For the very first time, she looked into his sky blue eyes. He smiled and when he did that his mouth had little dimples by it. It was almost as if she was being hypnotized by him. But he was forbidden fruit. Her brother would go off on her so fast if she did think of him that way.
That's not part of "the rules." Thy shall not do thy best friend's sister.
She gave him a friendly hug before he excused himself. At that moment Chandler left.
Rachel heard the announcement, "Good evening, we will be arriving at Heathrow Airport in a few minutes. The time here is eight pm and the temperarture is 60 degrees. We hope you have had an enjoyable flight and Virgin Airways invites you to enjoy your stay in jolly old England and come fly with us again." This was it. Hopefully he would be glad she made the flight.