They stepped off the plane and headed to customs. Ross carried his garment bag and Rachel pulled her carry on. When they had picked up their luggage and had it inspected, they walked to the entrance where they spotted someone holding a sign that said Geller on it.

"Dr. Wakefield sent me to take you to your hotel." the driver said as he grabbed the luggage and put it in the trunk. Rachel looked off to the distance and saw Big Ben. "Oh look," she said to Ross. He smiled and kissed her. This visit to London would be a lot more pleasant.

As the car headed toward London. Ross had his arm around Rachel as they looked at the sights. "Excuse me, where are we going to be staying ?" Ross asked curiously.

"Dr. Wakefield has arranged for you to stay at the London Marriott." the driver explained.

"Isn't that where?" Rachel asked curiously.

"Yes, it is, I half expect Emily to pop up any minute ."Ross interrupted

"Too many bad memories." he sighed.

The car pulled up to the hotel and Ross and Rachel hopped out. "This is our trip , remember no bad memories and only good things." Rachel said . "Now let's get our room and lay down and take a nap. That long flight wore me out."

Within minutes, the bellman brought their luggage up and settled the couple in their room. Rachel stretched and fell back onto the bed. She laid her head on the soft down pillows. Still standing , she patted the spot next to her. He kicked off his shoes and laid down . Rachel put her head on his chest. Even covered, she could hear that heart. It seemed like that heart was the sweetest sound she ever heard. It gave her comfort to have him wrap his hands around her tiny body.She slowly closed her eyes as she felt protected by being in his arms. He just couldn't close his eyes as he watched her sleep. He took his hand and brushed a loose strand from her face.

After a couple hours, Ross was awakened by the phone. He stirred and then answered. "Hello," he answered drowsily.

"Hey there, so how's London?" asked his sister.

"Monica , thank you for waking me up. Oh well, we should be getting up anyway. " Ross reached over and shook Rachel lightly. "Hon, it's Mon." he said softly.

"Tell her she has a hell of a nerve." Rachel grumbled. "Monica , you ruined a wonderful nap." she groaned.

"Rachel, we should have been getting up anyway. I don't know when Dr. Wakefield will be calling for us." Ross said. "Why don't you talk to Monica, and I 'll get a shower." he said as he headed for the bathroom. "Wow, Rach take a look at this bathroom." he said.

"Sorry Mon, that flight wore us out and we were napping. So how is Emma? Is she being a good girl for Aunt Monica and Uncle Chandler? Sleeping huh? Give her kisses from Mommy and Daddy. " Rachel smiled at the thought of her little angel.

"Rach, this bathroom is huge. You could live in this bathtub." Ross went on.

"Oh something about the bathroom. Yeah Mon, and guess where we are staying , the London Marriott. Yep, well of course, you have happier memories . That's where you and Chandler had sex."

"Rachel, wrap it up, Professor Wakefield may be trying to call." Ross said as he got in the shower.

"Mon, I gotta go, yeah we are supposed to go out this evening and I have to keep the line free. Give my love to everyone.Bye." Rachel hung up the phone. She walked into the bathroom and saw the huge bathtub. "Wow, I could think of a few things to do in there." she said as she walked over to the shower.

"And I think most of them would involve both of us." he said over the running water. "Hmm someone could use a shower, couldn't they?' he smiled evilly.

"It was a long flight." Rachel said as she took off her clothes and stepped into the steamy shower. The water poured down their naked bodies as he picked up a sponge and ran the soapy water slowly over her body. She closed her eyes , she had never felt so relaxed or turned on. She threw her arms around his neck and then wrapped her legs around his torso. Her lips reached his as she started to bite his lower lip and then the phone rang again.

Rachel jumped from the shower and wrapped a towel around her soapy body. "if that is your sister again, I am going to pound on her." Rachel declared. "Hello?" she said loudly into the phone. "Oh hello Alexander." she said embarrassed.

Ross jumped from the shower next and ran for the phone. "Hello Alexander, yes we just got here this afternoon. Taking a little rest for a while. Dinner at nine, that sounds great. In the lobby , at nine, we'll see you then." Ross hung up the phone. "From now on, let me answer the phone." he said irritated.

"I didn't know okay." Rachel apologized. "I thought it was Monica." she whined.

"Okay, all is forgiven, let's go enjoy our shower and then get dressed." he said as he bent down and kissed her nose.

Dr. Wakefield came in from Cambridge , it really wasn't that far of a drive. The main reason he put Ross and his fiancee in London, was just so Rachel would have access to the shops and to centralize them.

Before they went out for dinner, Dr. Wakefield , Ross , and Rachel went down to the hotel pub for a drink. It was a very casual and informal evening.

"So how do you like England?" asked Dr. Wakefield.

"I will admit the last time I was here it was not a fun visit so Rachel and I have decided that we are going to be very open minded while we make our decision. "said Ross.

On a stool a few seats over, sat a lady with short brown hair. This conversation was of particular interest to her. She had heard that voice before , but was trying to remember where. She looked up from the bar to see a tall man with dark hair and a woman with golden brown hair. No it couldn't be.!"What were they doing in London?" she thought. While she was reaching over, she dropped her purse. The tall man picked it up from the floor.

"Ma'am you dropped your purse." Ross said . Then he looked up and saw her.

"Emily!"

"Ross." she exclaimed.

76 reviews wow …my new record….thanks for all the reviews and trust me the story will hear up again…also I am from the US so any references to London will be made up.