Scarsdale was never a place where Rachel saw herself living, but as she climbed out their car and walked up the path, she felt shivers inside her body, shivers of sheer excitement and happiness. Things were finally going right for a change, she was going to have her own home with her fiancé and beautiful daughter, they would be able to build an even bigger family here and grow old together, the thought of getting old normally terrified her, but knowing it would be in this house, it wasn't so scary. 'Isn't it just…' She couldn't quite find the word, but Ross grabbed her hand to share the moment with her, they would never be able to step into the house for the first time again, 'perfect?' he said, helping her find the right word for how she was feeling. She nodded and rested her head in the nape of his neck. 'It really is…'
They noticed that the moving guys must still be there, loading everything from the van, still. 'It must be all your clothes.' Ross joked. 'Either that, or its all my dinosaur stuff.' Rachel nodded, 'Definitely the dinosaur junk.' Ross tapped her playfully, before he would even start to argue with her, she had already entered the front door, 'Our new home…' She smiled before stepping in.
Ross held her back for a moment, 'Rach, before we go in…'
'Yeah?'
'Thanks for making my dreams come true.' he told her, planting a kiss on her cheek, 'I love you so much…'
Rachel smiled. He was such a sweetheart, 'you don't have to thank me for anything, I love you too Ross, and I'm just so excited about our new life together…' They shared a kiss, unaware of the moving guys presence.
'Mr and Mr Gellar?' they heard behind them, four of the men from this morning were standing with boxes. 'Sorry to bother you…' one of them said, with a smirk. Ross and Rachel remained hand in hand, a little embarrassed. 'Sorry about being so late…our car broke down, is everything going ok?' Rachel asked.
'Everything's fine, we're going to take a tea break before we start upstairs…everything is in place really down here, you can obviously move things about again though, and there's a few personal boxes over in the corner over there…' He pointed out.
Ross smiled. 'Should be fun looking through them…' he whispered in her ear, 'Thanks guys, you go for a tea break and we'll help upstairs…' The two of them walked, hand in hand, looking around the house not quite believing that it was theirs, possibly forever.
The remaining hours of the night were spent looking through old boxes containing things from the past, which they had both kept over the years. 'I can't believe you kept this…' Rachel said as she found a rose petal in-between one of the pages in a book, 'Is this from…'
Ross nodded. 'You guessed it,' He took the petal from her hands and smelt it closely, 'its from our first valentines day together, when I…'
'Covered your apartment in roses for me.' Rachel interrupted him, 'Of course I remember'. She looked at him now, smiling to let him know she thought it was more than adorable for him to keep something so small but also so special from their relationship.
There were more than 6 boxes in total, they had looked through most of them by now but there was two remaining which Rachel was now wanting to look in, 'are those your boxes?' she asked him, reaching over to see if they were labelled.
Ross shook his head, 'No idea.' He pushed them both across the floor to her so she could look in them, 'Have a look sweetie.' he told her.
She opened up the first box, peering her head inside to see what was inside. She recognised some of the things, they were her own things from a few years ago, a book of hers and also one of her favourite cds. 'Oh…' She put her hand over her mouth as she realised what this box was, it was the box that Ross had returned to her that day where they returned each other's belongings. 'What is it?' Ross asked, looking over her shoulder seeing a box full of her things, he also recognised them, he remembered putting them in there that day, struggling inside to tear himself away from her and everything she owned, he sighed as he remembered. 'I guess I kept them in this box over the years, for some reason, I wanted them to be in the same box because it was a significant time I guess.' she told him.
They sat for a moment, just thinking back over their time together and apart, 'Oh this is just so…' She couldn't quite find an ending to her sentence, looking through things from the past opened up a door, which they couldn't quite shut forever, 'I was so horrible to you that day.'
'What day sweetie?' Ross asked her, holding onto her hand as she held a picture of herself and Ross together on her first birthday with him, 'the day where I gave you back your belongings, I broke your heart…'
'Yeah but, I broke yours.' Ross reminded her. 'If you hadn't of done it, I would never have wanted to have gave you back your things, they were the only thing closest to you that I still had with me…'
Rachel rested her head on his chest, 'Its just so overwhelming to see things like this because it brings back everything…right, how about we look through another box?' she suggested. Ross nodded, 'Sure…what about your pregnancy box?' he pointed out, the box was labelled, 'Rachel's pregnancy box' and there was a drawing of a baby on it which Ross had drawn himself. 'Don't skit the drawing.' he told her, as she pulled over the box to look at. 'I don't think I've actually looked through this box before, Ive looked through Emma's baby things, but not my pregnancy stuff.'
'When you moved out, you left your pregnancy books and stuff like that, and there was copies of the sonogram picture, so I put the box together because…well somewhere deep inside, I thought a day like this would come where we would be together and look at them…' he told her. Rachel stroked his face, 'your so sweet.'
Ross smiled, 'I know I am…' he laughed. 'Now…see what we can find in here yeah?' he told her, opening the box and taking out the very first sonogram picture, 'Can you make out where the baby is this time Rach?' he joked.
She took the picture from his hand, 'I sure do…right…there.' she pointed out, and she was correct. Ross was certainly impressed, 'I never got to really be a part of Ben's child hood really compared to Emma, I spent time with him, but I can't believe the last time I saw him was 2 weeks ago….' He sighed.
'Hey, what brought that on?' Rachel asked.
'Nothing, Its just one of those things I guess, I'm going to have to go and see Carol, ask her for more time, he's my son, you know?'. Rachel nodded, she was and always had been understanding of his feelings for his other son, and she knew that someday she would become step mum to Ben, and Emma would have a real brother, 'Do you think we'll have more kids Ross?' she asked, as she put down the picture and kept looking for more things from her pregnancy. Ross brushed a strand of hair from her face, 'There's nothing I would like more…'. He told her, 'do you want to have more?' he asked her, hoping that she did.
She nodded, 'I really do, I've been thinking about it actually lately, I think I would want to have another baby…soon' she admitted to him. Ross revealed a smile, 'I'm sure that can be arranged.' he smirked. He grabbed hold of her face and kissed her lips, 'I love you…' she told him, 'I know you do, and I do too…' he whispered back.
