The rain hit the car windows as they day grew longer, no cars had yet been past and Rachel could of sworn that she had heard some sort of animal noise coming from the bushes across the sidewalk, 'I'm telling you now Ross, I am so not liking this now…' she said, 'Its past 1oclock, nobody has been past…both of our mobiles have low signal because of the damn hills up here…' She moaned.

Ross sighed. He was getting a bit sick of being stranded now too, there was only so much you could do in a car for a few hours, it eventually started to become boring for both of them, and thank god they had each other though.

'I'll try ringing my mum again.' Rachel told him.

'…But Rach, there's nothing your mum can do to help us really'

'She could ring someone, and they could come here and help us…'

'Fine, while you do that, I'm getting out of this car to get some air'. The heat in the car was just unexplainable, despite the cold, wet weather out there; the heat inside made them feel like it was summer. 'Mum?' Rachel said as she finally got some signal, 'its me… I'm in a bit of bother here…'

'What is it dear?'

'Me and Ross are on our way to the new house, but the car broke down and we have no idea where we are mom, no cars have gone past the whole time we've been here.'

'Oh my sweetheart, you are in quite a pickle…'

'Quite?' Rachel asked her, that wasn't the word she would use; they were in more than quite a pickle. 'Listen Mom, I need you to do me a tiny favour here which may well get us out of this mess…could you look in your address book? I've put the new house address inside for you, if you find that. You can find the telephone number where the moving guys will be now, ask them to ring my number and help us out….'

'Ok dear…I cant promise anything, but will do my very best…'

'Thanks Mom, you have no idea how terrible today has been, the day you move is supposed to be exciting, ours has been a complete nightmare…oh, how is Emma?' she asked.

'She's just fine dear, she is being very good for her grandmother…'

Rachel looked outside of the car to see Ross sitting on the pavement, staring into space. 'Give her our love mom…'.

'Course I will do sweetheart, now I will do my best to help you, but please ring me later on ok?'.

Rachel ended the call and sighed, she was hoping for some sort of miracle, they would be lucky if they would get to their new house by tonight. She thought about suggesting walking away to find anywhere that would help, even a shop or a house, but she knew that moving away from the car wasn't a good option.

'Rach…'. She heard Ross call from outside, 'You wont believe this…'.

She climbed out of the car, 'What Hun?' she asked.

Ross stood up from where he was sitting, 'A car is coming…Look!' he pointed out, and he was right, a bright red car was coming along the road about 10 metres away from them, 'Oh thank god.' She said.

'I'll get their attention.' Ross said, 'Hopefully they're friendly'. The car came closer to them, and the closer it got, the more the couple recognised the driver. My god, it was Phoebe.

'Phoebe?' Ross shouted, standing in front of the car. 'Is that you?'

'Of course its her Ross!' Rachel told him, but as the woman in the car didn't say a word, they started to wonder if it really was. 'Pheebs?' they asked again.

The car had a number plate on the front; it read ' URS 145'. And that was when it hit them; it wasn't Phoebe, but her identical twin, Ursula.

That was something to report back to Phoebe when they next saw her, despite the fact that neither of them knew Ursula well; it was lucky that she was someone they knew at least so she could help them move out of the spot they had been in for the past 6 hours.

'…. Thanks Ursula, we're supposed to be in our new house now you see, so your really helping us out here' Ross thanked her as he continued to fill the car up with gas which Ursula had offered to them, having a spare tank of gas in her car had really been a help to them today. 'Oh don't worry about it, so how is phh…phoebe?' She hesitated at her own sisters name, 'the last I heard from her, she was getting married and that was almost a year ago now.' Ursula told them.

Rachel explained to her that even they hadn't heard from their best friend for a few months now, 'everyone went their separate ways I guess…but phoebe is living in New York with Mike as far as we know.'

'Have you got a phone number that I can reach her on by any chance?' she asked, 'Its just that…well, I need to talk to her…'.

'We have her mobile, which we think she probably still has, so give that a go…'. Rachel got out her own mobile and read the number out to her.

'Right, we're gassed up again…' Ross announced. 'Thanks again Urs, we better get going Rach…'. He climbed in the car now, starting up the engine not really leaving Rachel anymore time with Phoebe's sister. 'Listen, if you can't get hold of her…the next time I speak to her, I'll get her to ring you.' Ursula revealed a smile, which was something Rachel wouldn't quite expect from someone they always thought of as very cold, 'Thanks again…' She climbed in the car now, waving to Ursula. 'Do you think something is wrong?' she asked Ross.

'With what sweetie?'

'Ursula, she seemed to want to get hold of Phoebe pretty urgently, I hope everything's ok…'

'Well, you gave her the number so she'll be able to get hold of her, don't worry…' Ross reassured her. 'Anyway, we have enough to think about now, we have our house to sort out, and we should be there in 25 minutes…'

Rachel switched on the radio; their all time favourite song was playing in the background, '…and I'll wait without you…' Rachel sung along, looking over at Ross who was silently singing along with her.