AN: I hate giving the end away but I can see some people are going to be disappointed if they read it all and find it's not the ending they want. This will be RE (like two of my other fics). I have to say too, that I have a big problem with adultery, which is what some of the reviews seem to recommend for Ross.

New York

Emily knew at once that Ross hadn't been back to his apartment. She walked around and opened all the windows to let the rooms air. That meant that he was in Greece, she supposed.

She went through his desk for the paperwork but found very little about Greece and nothing about the trip itself nor, importantly, the exact destination. Knowing that Ross liked his things 'just so,' she carefully left everything as she had found it and settled back to think what next to do.

There were the parents-in-law, but even if they were back, she was too embarrassed to go near them. She didn't know what their attitude would be - Ross's mother had been so over the top about how wonderful she was that Emily couldn't help but suspect that she could swing the other way at the slightest provocation. There was only one person responsible for the mess and that was Ross, but she knew how her parents and her in-laws had sniped at each other and she didn't know if any of that would transfer to her. She also knew that Ross was very unlikely to have told them where the honeymoon destination was.

Monica? She would be the most likely to know, but she might not be back yet. In any case, she was Rachel's best friend and might not be helpful. As for the others, they might not be back yet and she could hardly ask Rachel could she? What if Rachel still had feelings for Ross, what if they both had feelings?

She pinched herself to stop herself from going down that maudlin track, because it wasn't going to help. Running away had been a strong impulse but it had been wrong - now look what had happened. She had mislaid a husband. She and Ross had to sort out their problems face to face without outside interference. So she just had to get to Greece.

The only person she knew for sure who would be in New York would be Phoebe and she was the last person likely to know. But she needed to let someone know she was here, and out of everyone she could think of, she would be least embarrassed with Phoebe.

'Hey,' Phoebe said when Emily turned up at her apartment, 'You're back already.'

'Yes,' Emily said, sounding guarded. 'How are you?'

'I'm really sick of being pregnant,' Phoebe said, letting Emily in. 'It ruins everything. My social life, my appetite.' She was aware of another urgent problem. 'Excuse me,' she said and went to the toilet.

Back in the room, she joined Emily who was sitting on the edge of her seat. Phoebe could not sit up straight like that any more, and flopped back on her couch where one, two or even all three of the triplets pushed on her liver.

'I just thought since I was back that I'd come and see you,' Emily said.

'That's great - but where's Ross? Not that I don't want to see you of course but you got married only yesterday - or the day before - this time zone thing is confusing. I'd have thought you'd been inseparable.'

She hadn't really known what to expect. Phoebe had heard about the disaster from Monica and she hoped when she arrived back that she would hear more. To be confronted with Emily was a real shock and she didn't know what to say.

'What have you heard?' Emily asked.

'Well I heard Ross said the wrong name,' Phoebe said carefully, 'And then you ran away.'

'Is that all?' Did she mean something else had happened, Phoebe wondered, trying to sit up a little more, really hoping that she was not going to get any bigger. How much worse could it be?

'No, it's just... I can't find Ross. I was supposed to meet him at the airport but I was late and missed the plane.'

'He got on the plane without you?' Phoebe's mind raced. Monica and Chandler were on their way back, she'd forgotten what Joey was doing, but she knew he was accounted for. Where was Rachel? She was still trying to push herself up a little and Emily gave her a hand to help achieve a bit more uprightness.

'Well, he must have,' Emily said, a little dolefully.

'Didn't you want to follow him?' Phoebe asked. It was odd that if Emily didn't want to follow him, that she was here at all. If she was mad at him, she'd stay where she was, wouldn't she?

'The trouble is, I don't know where the honeymoon is. I didn't want to go to Athens and try and work it out from there - it would be impossible. And I wasn't sure he'd even gone there. I thought he might have come back here instead, only he hasn't - has he?' Emily asked anxiously.

'No,' Phoebe said, 'I haven't seen him.' She thought about mentioning the fact that she hadn't seen Rachel, but decided not to. That was a name she wasn't going to bring up unless someone else did first. If only she had been able to stop Rachel going - but you couldn't stand in the way of true love - although how did you know if it was true love, and what if it was true love on one side only? And then someone else would get hurt and there would be trouble.

And pain. Phoebe looked Emily who had visibly sagged at Phoebe's lack of useful information. She could see that Emily had done a lot of crying.

'I thought that if I came back,' Emily said, 'I could find out from his papers where the honeymoon was but I can't find it. He's probably got them all with him.' That sounded like Ross, Phoebe thought, wanting all the details at his fingertips.

'You really have no idea.'

'No. He did it all himself. He wasn't even going to tell me but,' she blushed a little. 'I - er, made him. But I only asked the name of the country because...' Her blush got deeper. Phoebe guessed that he had distracted Emily from further questions.

'And you really don't know where it is?'

'No. I was wondering if he'd told you,' Emily said.

'No, he didn't. He might have told Monica,' Phoebe said, 'She'll be back soon.'

'Oh,' Emily said faintly. Phoebe gave her an encouraging smile.

'She'll help.'