This story takes place after the season finale, but Rachel never got off the plane. Please read and review.
Rachel sat in her Paris apartment. Emma was asleep, and now she was truly alone. She wanted to call Monica, but she was busy with the twins. Pheobe was busy with Mike and trying to have a family, and now Joey was in California.All her friends had moved on from their old lives, yet Rachel couldn't seem to do it.
She wasn't happy in Paris. She couldn't speak French, and she often found she had no one to talk to.
"If only Ross..." Rachel started to think, but stopped herself. She'd had her last chance with Ross, and she'd blown it. Now she was alone. She didn't even get to see him anymore. She couldn't leave France much because of a job, so she had to fly Emma to America with her nanny. Now she had no excuses to see him.
Rachel turned on her radio, and a tear sprung to her eye when the radio came on. It was their song. She turned it up, not thinking about Emma.
See the stone set in your eyes. See the thorn twist in your side. And I wait for you.
She closed her eyes, remembering the day when he first dedicated the song to her. Had it all been her fault? Would they still be together if it hadn't been for the "break"?
Sleight of hand and twist of fate. On a bed of nails she makes me wait. And I wait without you.
Rachel had always made Ross wait for her. It saw unfair, she knew. He'd been waiting for her since he was fifteen. Now they had a child, and Rachel wanted him more than anything. But she couldn't turn back what she had done. Ross was gone. His heart didn't belong to her anymore. Rachel knew she should have never gotten on that plane. She should never have taken that job in the first place.
With or without you. With or without you.
Rachel listened to the words. It was true. She couldn't live with Ross, and yet she couldn't bear to live without him. And she knew that having Ross in her life was so much better than him being halfway across the world.
Through the storm we reach the shore. You give it all, but I want more. And I'm waiting for you.
They had been through so much. Ross worked so hard on their relationship, and Rachel had made it all about her.Nothing Ross did to try and win her back had ever been enough.
With or without you. With or without you. I can't live, with or without you.
And you give yourself away. And you give yourself away. And you give, and you give, and you give yourself away.
Ross had always been there for her, and she was never there for him in return. She'd pushed him aside until the moment she wanted him gain. And yet, she'd never stopped wanting him. Rachel had always been in love with Ross. She just didn't want to get hurt again. Rachel had vowed never to trust Ross again after her cheated on her. She now knew she never should have broken it off. She knew Ross would never cheat on her again, that it was just a one time thing.
My hands are tied, my body bruised, she's got me with, nothing to win and nothing left to lose.
And now Rachel was stuck in Paris, separated from the man she loved, the father of her child. Ross had taken such a leap confessing he still loved her, and yet she'd gotten on the plane. Rachel still couldn't believe she'd gotten on he plane.
And you give yourself away. And you give yourself away. And you give, and you give, and you give yourself away.
Rachel checked on Emma before going to bed. The music still played, and Rachel couldn't bring herself to turn it off. It had been so long since she'd heard it. She wondered if Ross was thinking about her.
With or without you. With or without you. I can't live, with or without you.
With or without you. With or without you. I can't live, with or without you.
Rachel closed her eyes and blew a kiss to the vision of Ross in her head before letting herself go to sleep.
Lyrics are property of U2.
How did you like it? I was just listening to that song today and decided to make a fic abut it. Review and tell me if you liked it and maybe I'll add new chapters.