Epilogue

July, 2004

"Are you sure we have everything?" Rachel asked for the umpteenth time as they were standing in the living room, looking at the pile of luggage they were going to bring for the honeymoon.

"Yes, sweetie. We have everything we need, relax..." Ross smiled, amused at his wife.

"I will," Rachel sighed. "I just need to check one more time."

"Nu-uh," Ross took her hand and stirred her away from the living room toward the bathroom. "You need to get ready because in less than half an hour, our little princesses are going to wake up and demand for food."

Rachel stopped and then pouted.

"Oh, sweetie... We're over this. We're not taking the twins on our honeymoon," Ross sighed, knowing that his wife was very reluctant to leave the twins behind while they travelled overseas. "I love the kids, you know I do, but we can always take the kids to Disneyland when they're older. This is our honeymoon and I want to spend every second of it alone with you."

Ross murmured, stepping closer and then he kissed her.

"You're right," Rachel breathed against his lips before pulling away to look at him while raising her eyebrow suggestively, "You know what's going to make me feel better?"

"Are you sure we have time?" Ross asked as he began to close the gap between them and begin to nibble her neck.

Rachel sighed, smiling as she enjoyed his kisses. "This feels so good, but this is not what I'm talking about" She pushed him away, laughing when she saw the look on his face. "What? You said it yourself. We only have minutes before the girls wake up. Do you really wanna risk it?"

"Well, no," Ross sighed.

"I thought so," Rachel giggled and then kissed his pouty lips. "-and besides, I was talking about the honeymoon, you know. Are you going to tell me where we are going? All you told me was to pack clothes somewhere warm and nothing else. Knowing where we're going is definitely gonna make me feel better. It's Hawaii, isn't it?"

"Uhm, nope."

"Ross…" She stepped closer to him and kissed him hard. "Tell me," she whispered into his ears. "-and maybe we'll make some time for a quickie in the shower."

"Oh, you're sneaky," Ross shook his head, pushing her slightly and then laughed. "-but I'm still not telling you that."

It was her turn to pout.

"You're mean."

"Trust me, it would ruin the surprise."

"Daddy!" a sound of their two-year-old interrupted their banter.

"-and that's my cue," Ross kissed his wife's lips once again and then slapped her butt playfully. "Now come on, I expect you to be done in half an hour. We still need to drop the twins off at your mom's and we can't afford to be late if we're going to make it on time for our flight."

"Fine," she sighed. "-but you better not be hoping that we'll be joining the mile-high club anytime soon!" she hollered as he began to disappear to the hallway.

"We'll see about that!" His laughter echoed.

"Ross, we're at the airport… please can you tell me where we're going?" Rachel continued to plea with him, sounding like a whiny child, but he just found it adorable.

"Right…" Ross began, wrapping his arm around his wife's waist. "Look at the display screen. Our destination is somewhere on there," he said, giving her neck a small kiss as her eyes intensely scanned the whole screen and the twenty destinations that were displayed.

"Paris?" Rachel asked, that was the first destination on the list.

"Nope," Ross shook his head.

"Umm… Amsterdam?"

"Nope," he shook his head again, knowing that when she finally guessed it right, she's going to lose her mind.

"God, Ross. Please just tell me."

"No, honey. It's more fun this way," he laughed.

"More fun for you, more stress for me."

"Come on, one more guess. If you don't get it, I'll tell you."

"Okay…" Rachel sighed. "…Puerto Rico?"

"Ahhhh… That'd be nice," Ross mused, but then smirked. "But sadly, nope.

"Right, you need to tell me now. Where exactly are we going?"

"We are going to…" Ross paused, looking at Rachel with a smile on his face, anticipating her reaction to this.

"Bora Bora," he finally announced, and just as suspected, Rachel lost her mind.

"You're joking?" she gasped, her lips curved into the biggest smile.

"I'm not joking, sweetie. We're having our honeymoon in Bora Bora."

"Oh, my goodness! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she jumped up and down before launching herself at Ross to give him a kiss.

"I'm so glad you're happy with this."

"Happy? Ross, I'm ecstatic! I love you so much."

"I love you so much too."

Their flight went smoothly. For a flight that took 12+ hours, it went rather quickly. Ross and Rachel hopped off the plane, grabbed their luggage, and now they're standing outside of their home for the next two weeks.

Ross had booked the 'Honeymoon Hut'. The resort where they were staying was located right on the beach. There were lines of huts stilted on top of the ocean, but the hut Ross had booked was standing on its own, far away from the others, offering them extra privacy.

Rachel couldn't believe her eyes.

She knew Bora Bora was a beautiful place to visit, but she couldn't believe how stunning their hut was. Like said before, it was placed on its own, platformed over the crystal-clear ocean. There were wooden doors at the front and a straw thatched roof.

"Oh Ross…" Rachel gasped. "I can't believe you booked this for us. It's so beautiful," she murmured, her voice thick with emotion.

"It's our honeymoon, sweetie. It's only right that I booked us the honeymoon hut," Ross confirmed, smiling at his wife as they began to enter their holiday home.

Ross stopped in his tracks just as they were about to enter through the wooden doors. He dropped all of the bags and swept Rachel off her feet, holding her bridal style as they finally walked through the entrance way.

Giggling, Rachel clutched his neck as he placed a sweet, prolonged kiss on her lips before finally setting her back down on the floor.

Before them was a stunning view of the ocean behind a wall of floor to ceiling glass doors. To their left was a modern marble kitchen, equipped with every appliance. And lastly, to their right, there was a door that led to the master suite.

As they walked into their bedroom, their bed had a beautiful view of the ocean, accompanied by yet another wall of floor to ceiling glass sliding doors that opened up to their very own little veranda completed with an outdoor shower and a jacuzzi.

"Well… I certainly know what we'll be getting up to in that," Ross laughed, pointing to the jacuzzi.

"You're lucky we're on our own out here with no neighbors. They definitely wouldn't want to see that," Rachel said, laughing in response as her mind took her to somewhere porny, imagining all the physical activities they'd be engaged in. "Not just that, but I wouldn't want anyone to hear you. Those sounds you make right when you're about to cum are for my ears only… And that bed… well, that's another thing that's going to be put to good use,"

"You must have sex on your mind, Geller," Rachel teased, but certainly not complaining.

"Of course, I do… it is our honeymoon after all."

"And I'm definitely not complaining. All I will say is that you better give me a break in between, because let's face it, Ross. We're not as young as we used to be and I highly doubt five times in a row will be happening."

Ross faked pouts, earning a playful slap from Rachel, and before long, they continued their tour of their honeymoon hut.

It had been a few hours and Rachel and Ross finally unpacked their suitcases and placed their clothes in the closet. Now, it's time for some relaxation.

"This is so nice," Rachel sighed as she and Ross laid on the deck surrounded by the ocean and nature.

"It really is," Ross replied contentedly, glancing over at his wife, then back to the ocean. "I still can't believe you're my wife," he said after a few minutes of silence.

"Well, you better believe it baby. This is real," she smiled at him. "We're married."

"Ending up with you, my life is now complete. This is exactly where I pictured us. You and I, parents to two perfect little girls. Life got so perfect the day we decided to get back together, and all those months before… I couldn't quite believe we were friends who were sleeping together," Ross rolled on a tangent, so content with his life and he just needs Rachel to know how he felt.

"I feel exactly the same. When we broke up the first time, I didn't think we'd ever get the chance again, but now look at us. We're married and we're parents. Life is pretty perfect."

After more conversation about their life and where it was taking them, they both drifted off to sleep, hand in hand beneath the sizzling sun.

Ross and Rachel had been in Bora Bora for a few days and all they've done was spend it relaxing together, soaking up the sun, and catching a tan. This time, Ross' tan looks so much better than the mishap he had at the tanning salon, and he was relieved that his tan was evenly distributed.

Aside from spending the last three days in full sun, the pair had also enjoyed the alone time they've been able to have. Not only had they spent countless hours in the bedroom, indulging in each other, they've also taken those activities to other places of their accommodation, such as the bathroom, the living room, the kitchen… and so many other places.

Who knew there were so many places you could have sex?

Tonight was no different. After enjoying a lovely romantic dinner, prepared by their room's personal chef, Rachel was suddenly hit with a wonderful idea.

"Ross?" she said, giving him her best puppy dog eyes, and he instantly knew whatever it was that she's going to ask him, he won't be able to resist.

"Yeah?"

"I fancy a little midnight dip in the ocean. What do you say?"

"I think that's a wonderful idea. You better wear that bikini I love."

"Oh, I've got a better idea," she smirked mischievously.

"Oh yeah?" Ross cocked his eyebrow. "And what's that?"

"How about skinny dipping?" she asked, sparkle in her eyes.

"Rachel Geller-Green, you're full of so many dirty ideas lately, and I'm loving them," Ross replied, instantly taking his shirt and shorts off.

"Someone's eager," Rachel giggled as he brought his boxers down his legs and kicked them off.

"I'm always eager when I know I'm going to see you naked. Now come on, don't leave me waiting."

Still laughing, Rachel slowly lifted her dress up and over her head. Ross' eyes went wide when he saw that she's wearing absolutely nothing underneath.

"You've been commando this whole time?" he smirked, his eyes darting everywhere on her body.

Rachel nodded, biting her lip as she walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down into a kiss.

"If we carry this on, we won't even make it into the ocean," Ross whispered as he pulled away from her lips, the effect of the sight of her clearly visible at his unconfined groin.

"We wouldn't want that, now would we?" she asked rhetorically, taking his hand and leading him through the sliding glass doors.

The bright moonlight glistened onto the crystal-clear water, as the pair began to walk deeper into the ocean. Rachel stopped when the water reached her chin, knowing she couldn't go any further.

With the water only being at Ross' chest, he placed his hands under Rachel's thighs, picking her up and walking a little further in. With her legs wrapped around his waist, her hands tightly secured around his neck, she rested her head on his shoulder as they just basked in the scenery of nature all around them.

At this very moment, it wasn't about sexual need and pleasure.

For them, it was about being in the moment with one another, basking in the now, knowing that what they were currently doing was literally a once in a lifetime opportunity.

As twenty minutes went by, a comfortable silence between the two, Rachel decided to break it, not believing how perfect this moment was.

"This is perfect," Rachel breathed, tightening her grip on Ross as one of his hands rubbed up and down her back.

"Pretty perfect if you ask me… just like you, sweetie."

To him, Rachel was the definition of perfect.

She's perfect in every single way.

With a soft smile on her lips, she leaned in and attached her mouth to his. At first, the kiss was slow and passionate, both feeling the need not to rush it in any way, but as soon as they both felt a familiar tingle inside their bodies, their needs intensified, and their kiss became stronger and more intense. Ross licked her lips, inching his tongue into her mouth and before they knew it, both their tongues were battling together.

Even though they were submerged in cool water, their bodies felt as though they're on fire.

As the seconds ticked by, their kiss got more intense, tongues delving deep in each other's mouths.

Beneath the surface of the water, Ross began to caress Rachel's bare ass with one hand, squeezing and massaging, and with the other, he slipped it in front of her, his fingers gliding smoothly through her moist folds. Rachel took it upon herself and reached in between their bodies, taking a firm grip of his already proudly-standing member.

Rachel's eyes began to roll as she detached her hand from Ross' shaft and locked both arms around his neck for support. Ross' fingers began to slip out of her sodden center, causing Rachel unbelievable pleasure.

"Please, Ross," Rachel begged.

"Please what?" Ross smirked, teasingly.

"P-please take me back inside and fuck me so hard," she breathed, absolutely needing him so much right now.

Ross placed Rachel back down, and hand-in-hand they practically ran back to their hut. When they got back inside, they were still soaking wet from the ocean, but they didn't care.

They absolutely didn't care.

Ross picked her up and threw her onto the bed, Rachel giggling and panting from anticipation. He climbed on top of her, his soaking body dripping down onto hers as he licks his way from one breast to the other, paying close attention to her hard, perky nipples.

With her eyes closed, very much enjoying the moment, Ross kissed his way down her stomach until his head was positioned between her legs, giving him the most perfect view.

"Well well well… what do we have here?" Ross teased, his eyes wide as he noticed just how much she wanted him, her juices glistening right in front of his eyes.

"It's all your fault, and you better do something about it," Rachel said, reaching forwards, her hands on the back of his head, pushing him towards her dripping entrance.

With Ross' skillful tongue dancing in all sorts of rhythms in Rachel's most intimate area, she couldn't help but tightened her legs around his head, the feeling of eruption creeping closer and closer to the surface.

His tongue.

Ugh, his tongue.

Ross definitely knew how to use it.

Rachel couldn't take it anymore. She needed him inside her, and she needed him now.

"I need you to fuck me," she panted, pulling Ross' head from between her legs.

"Then that's exactly what you'll get," Ross obliged, rubbing his hand up and down his erection as he positioned it at Rachel's entrance.

She opened her legs as wide as she could, opening herself up even further as Ross slid right inside.

They're a perfect fit.

Rachel's eyes immediately rolled back into her head as the feeling she wanted for so long finally washed over her. Her feet locked behind his back, pressing into his spine dimples, silently urging him on.

She needed him.

And she needed him hard.

Ross was very aware of their sex language. When she said she wanted to have sex with him, she meant slow and passionate sex, but when she said she wanted him to fuck her, he knew that she meant hard and rough… and he'd gladly give her the latter tonight.

Thrust… thrust… thrust…

With Rachel clinging onto him, Ross thrusted as hard and as deep as he could, causing Rachel to scream out in pleasure.

Thud… thud… thud…

The headboard of the bed began to hit hard on the walls, Rachel's breasts bouncing in all directions from the impact of Ross' skillful and intense thrusts.

Slap… slap… slap…

The only sounds to be heard were the sounds of their combined moans, the bed hitting the wall and their sweaty skin slapping together, as well as Ross' hand spanking at her ass.

"Oh fuck… oh fuck, Ross," Rachel moaned, Ross now pounding into her from behind as she leaned on her hands and knees on the bed.

"Rach… I'm so close," Ross panted, keeping the speed of his thrusts, knowing it won't be long until his end is upon him.

"I want to look at you as you cum," Rachel said, pushing Ross onto his back, straddling him and guiding him back inside.

It wasn't even minutes later when Rachel reached her peak, shaking on top of him as she came undone, loudly. This then threw Ross over the edge, causing him to eject his warm, creamy liquid deep inside her.

Moments later, Rachel collapsed on top of him, still keeping him inside her for a few seconds longer, before she lifted herself up and fell beside him.

"Wow," was all she breathed, exhausted and incredibly satisfied.

"Wow indeed. God Rach, that was amazing."

Rachel couldn't believe that their honeymoon was almost over.

Today would be the last day they'd stay in Bora Bora and to be honest, she wasn't ready to go back home yet. She did miss her babies terribly, but she just wished they could take the twins here and spend some more time on this amazing island.

She wished they could all just pack their bags and live here.

The twins were going to love it here, Rachel mused as she stared at the beautiful emerald ocean through her sunglasses. They loved going to the beaches back home and they'd certainly loved it here. Maybe they could spend their entire morning in Matira beach, playing with water and maybe building the sand castles. Or maybe they could go to the turtle center, Rachel knew how much the kids loved the animal so they'd definitely be thrilled. She even heard from the hotel staff the other day that they could actually take kids to snorkeling here in Bora Bora.

Rachel made a mental note to talk to her husband about it once he got back from his errand. For now, she was going to enjoy her last day of honeymoon in this paradise, relaxing and just breathing the fresh air she could hardly find back in New York. She placed her book down and closed her eyes, sighing as she felt the warm breeze of the ocean.

It was half an hour later when Rachel heard the door of their bungalow open. She quickly opened her eyes and sat up straight.

"Ross? Honey? Is that you?"

"Yeah," Rachel heard her husband's voice as she began to tie her robe on.

"What takes you so long?" Rachel asked as she made her way back into the room, frowning when she heard he talked to someone in a hush. "Who are you talking to?"

"Come here, I have a surprise for you. See it for yourself," came her husband's reply and so Rachel padded her way toward the front door with a confused frown on her face.

"You know I love surprises, but you've done so much on this trip and I didn't need-," Rachel began to say, but then stopped when she finally saw what his surprises were.

"Surprise!" His huge grin greeted her first and before she could process what was happening, two pairs of little arms engulfed her into a hug, nearly slamming her backward from the impact.

"Mommy!" Emma, the eldest of the twins squeezed Rachel's legs tightly. "Me miss you!"

"Me miss mommy too!" came the voice of the other twins, the youngest of the two by ten minutes apart, Ella. "…Nana say me see baby turtles, mommy!"

"Me too!" Emma chirped in, as enthusiastic as her twins.

Rachel giggled, bending down so that she could hug and kiss her daughters properly.

"We're going to see baby turtles, but first. Come here you two," Rachel whispered, happy tears in her eyes. "Mommy misses you two so much," she sighed, placing kisses on top of both children's heads. "And you," she then looked at her husband, shaking her head and smiling at him with a mixture of gratitude and awe. "I don't know how you managed to organize this, but thank you. Thank you so much."

"You're welcome," he murmured, his own voice sounding a little choked as he saw his family reunited. "-and I had some help from our friends and family. In fact, they're all here and we'll be meeting them later for dinner."

"That's perfect," Rachel smiled.

"Here daddy!" Emma beamed with a huge smile, motioning her daddy to join them. "We gotsa do The Geller-Green hug!"

"Come, daddy! Hurry!" Ella rushed to take Ross' hand and dragged her toward the rest of the family.

It didn't take long for Ross to do what his daughters told him to do and together, the family joined in a hug. Ross sighed in contempt; nothing could've made him happier other than his family.

"Daddy?" came his eldest's voice as she peeked her head from her father's arm, a troubling look on her face.

Ross frowned slightly, "What is it, sweetie?"

"Me need potty," Emma smiled sheepishly.

"Me too. Me go pee pee," Ella chirped in, their faces identical.

"Well, the bathroom is right there," Rachel joined the conversation, pointing her finger toward the door just a few steps away from them. "Do you think you can do it alone or do you need mommy to help you?"

Ella and Emma looked at each other and then suddenly they looked determined.

"Me and Emma is big girl, we go potty, right, Ems?"

"Uh-huh," Emma nodded eagerly.

Ross and Rachel shared an amused smile, knowing exactly why the twins insisted that they could do things alone and that they were big girls now. Ever since Phoebe and Mike had their baby, the twins had been asking Ross and Rachel for a little sibling. Ross and Rachel didn't close the possibility of having another child, but as for now, it was not an option. The twins were a handful. Adding another baby to their equation right now certainly didn't sound appealing for the newly wedded couple. But apparently, the twins thought that if they acted like big girls, their parents were going to grant them their wishes.

"Okay, go ahead," Ross said with an encouraging smile and the twins quickly raced toward the bathroom, leaving the parents alone.

"Well, now I can kiss you properly," Ross murmured, bringing his hands into her waist and pulling her into a passionate kiss.

"Hey," Rachel giggled slightly as their noses touched.

He smiled back, his eyes sparkling with so much love he possessed for his wife, "Hey, you…"

"You…" she sighed, a soft smile playing in her lips as she looked at her husband in awe. Her fingers moved delicately over his cheeks and toward his "You just can't stop to amaze me, huh? First the honeymoon and now what? Extended family vacation? How did you even do it?"

Ross grinned proudly, "It's only for three days and I know it's not a lot, but that's the best I can ask from work. As I booked the hotel for us and saw how amazing the location is, I want to take the kids here and when you keep talking about not wanting to leave the twins, I just know I have to do it. So, I made some calls and arrangements so that the twins could fly here with the rest of the family on our last day of the honeymoon. I know it's big to let the kids fly without us, but I really hope you like the surprise."

"I love it, honey. This is the best surprise ever," Rachel smiled, placing both her hands over his chest. "-and I love you. I'm so in love with you and I don't ever wanna stop."

"Me too," he croaked, his voice thick with emotions. "I'm always going to love you, for the rest of our life."

"For the rest of our life," she echoed with a smile as she slowly brought her lips closer to his and they kissed.

THE END

A/N

This has been one hell of a ride. When we started this story, it was supposed to be a short story (ten chapters, tops), but we found out that we have the tendency to get carried away when we write stories, so yeah. It wasn't as short as we planned it to be, but we really enjoyed every second of writing it. We really hope you guys enjoyed it too.

Anyway… this is the end for this story, but don't worry, it certainly is not a goodbye. We're gonna be back with more stories in the future!