Ross's POV

"Hey, Rach?" I say.

"What Ross?" she says back.

"Do you have the tickets?"

"Yes, Ross, I do."

"This is so weird. Do you believe it has been five years since we've seen Phoebe and Joey?"

"I know." She says.

"I heard Phoebe, uh, she finished high school, now she's in college."

"That's amazing."

"You're amazing." I say and kiss Rachel lightly on the lips.

From Emma and Danielle's bedroom I hear yelling;

"Mommy and Daddy were on a break!" Emma yells.

Ross and Rachel were both very surprised to have heard Emma, their daughter shout that statement from the past, one they both decided to forget and never say again to one another, they had to do something, fast, they also wondered where Emma had learned that line.

"No, they weren't." Danielle retorts.

"Yes they were."

"Do you want me to take this?" I ask.

"No, Ross I can do it,"

"I want to do it."

"I really, really want to do it, Ross."

"Let's both do it."

Ross and Rachel were again very surprised that Emma, the girl thought they were on a break and Danielle, their son thought they weren't. This is argument that had never come up before and the kids were part of the issue now, I guess, Ross and Rachel were confused and I bit worried, but needed to sort this out as soon as possible so they could go and see Joey and phoebe.

We go into the girl's bedroom and Rachel grabs Danielle and I grab Emma,

"We were on a break," I tell Danielle.

"No, Danielle, you were right, Daddy and I…" she gives me a menacing look, "Were not on a break."

"We were on a break." I enforce.

"We were not on a break." Rachel says, "Is that clear?"

"Yes Mommy," Danielle and Emma say in unison.

"Good. No more fighting."

This was a topic that Ross and Rachel still argued over sometimes, even thought they made an agreement that they were in fact "were not on a break" and they made that clear, the children now knew about their parents and families past and knew that they had to

Make things clear for their children to understand, so the family wouldn't end up ripped apart and Ross and Rachel divorced.

We walk out of the bedroom. Rachel goes into the kitchen and I follow her. I hear Emma whisper to Danielle;

"We have the weirdest parents."

Rachel is preparing a mixture when I go up and put my head on her shoulder and kiss it.

"We were."

"Ross!"

I grin sweetly;

"You mean the Ross-a-tron?"

"Ross-a-tron, do you really want to get into the break thing right now?"

"No."

"Good choice."

Rachel was kind of upset that Ross would think that they were still on "a break", but she couldn't let it bother her that much, because she had to stay a "happy family" and she loved Ross, so much, nothing could ever change that.

I look at the English triffle that Rachel is making, just the very thought of it makes me want to hurl.

"Are you really making that, Rach? It kind of tastes like feet."

"Stop it."

"I'm sorry."

Ross remembered that a few years back Rachel had made the dessert for thanksgiving dinner, and she said "come on you guys, I can cook, if it says boil 2 cups of salt, you just boil 2 cups of salt" and then she ended up putting beef in the triffle. Ross knew not to mess with that fact very much, cause it would make her mad.

"What time is our flight?"

"5:00 am tomorrow morning."

"Why didn't we get a later flight?"

Ross new Rachel wasn't EVER a morning person, but they had no choice what other time they could get for a flight, it was booked and final.

"All the other flights were booked."

"This is Chicago, we couldn't get another flight out to Vegas?" she furrows her brow and flings a bit of batter across the room.

"Why didn't we book a flight to Nebraska?"

"Because the reunion is in Vegas."

"Like you know, change flights in Nebraska."

"Oh, see, you weren't really clear on that."

"Come on Rach, aren't you excited."

"Ross, of course I am, I haven't seen Monica and Chandler since they visited when Danielle was born, and Phoebe wow, not since we left New York. And Joey, I haven't seen him for five years either,"

"I know."

Ross was kind of nervous to see the gang again cause they hadn't in so long but Monica, his sister was there too and she was the one who REALLY kept the gang together, Ross knew Rachel was also kind of nervous to see the WHOLE gang also

"I'm all packed, that makes me happy."

I touch her shoulder, and look into her beautiful pale blue eyes,

"All six of your suitcases."

"Yeah."

Rachel was always a very, very heavey packer and she never seemed to take less then 6 suitcases, ross knew that because over the years they had gone many places to gether, ross thought Rachel is always going to be 'rachel"

An hour later as Rachel takes her disgusting English "feet" truffle out of the oven, I go over to the little coffee table we set up with all our old photographs;

There is one of Danielle's fourth birthday;

She is dressed in a pale pink dress, and wearing some of Rachel's lipstick, her dark brown hair is pulled away from her bright blue eyes that resembles Rachel's, she has on a pink party hat with dinosaurs on it (yay dinosaurs!) and is holding up four fingers.

I love this picture but it is not my favorite one.

My eyes immediately go to a picture of Monica, Phoebe, Joey, Chandler, Rachel, Gunther and I; it is taken the night Monica and Chandler moved out of the apartment;

Rachel has her arm around Phoebe, I have my head on Rachel's lap, Monica is on Chandler's lap and Joey is making bunny ears on Phoebe. We are all beaming with fake overwhelming joy. Just as I get lost in the moment with this picture, Rachel turns the radio on; Diana Ross's song Ain't No Mountain High Enough. Is playing.

If you need me, call me...No matter where you are, no matter how far...Just call my name. I'll be there in a hurry. On that, you can depend and never worry.

(No wind) No wind
(No rain) No rain
Nor winter's cold
Can stop me, babe, oh babe, (baby) baby
If you're my goal, oh

(No wind) No wind
(No rain) No rain
Can stop me, babe
If you're my goal

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh

SPOKEN:
I know, I know you must follow the sun wherever it leads. But remember: if you should fall short of your desires, remember life holds for you one guarantee: you'll always have me. And if you should miss my love one of these old days, if you should ever miss the arms that used to hold you so close or the lips that used to touch yours so tenderly, just remember what I told you the day I set you free...

"Rach?" I say.

"Yeah."

"Did you ever think this was true about the six of us?"

"Yeah, Ross, I did, I really did."

"Do you think things will be the same between the six of us?"

"Yeah."

"I don't think so."

"Ross, just stop worrying and eat your truffle. Girls dinner is ready"

And I sit down and realize that I am being fated to eat my wife's truffle, that tastes like feet. The only weird thing about it is Rachel enjoys it, and my daughters do too.

Ross tampered with the triffle "joke' a little more and knew it was time to stop, and actually eat the surprisingly good triffle, Ross knew Rachel was very wise and knew when to top worrying, well at most of the times, they ate and fed the girls

The next day at the North West terminal Rachel and I are grumpy and tired, but the girls are so excited.

"What does Aunt Phoebe look like?" Danielle asks.

"Blonde, tall…"

"Is she pretty?" Danielle says.

"I think so." Rachel says, and smiles.

Emma looks up from her Laura Ingalls Wilder book,

"Mommy, tell me the story of how you and Daddy were on a break."

"Okay," she starts, "I got mad at Daddy because we thought I had crush on this co-worker Mark, and I was spending a lot of time at work…" my cell phone rings and I pick it up;

"Hello,"

"Hey, Ross?"

"Hey,"

"This is Regina Philange, I just wanted to say that Phoebe Buffay will not be attending the reunion, so she says say hi to Mon and Chan, and Rachel and Joey,"

"Why?" I ask.

"Because her flight is going to be seven hours late."

"How does Miss Buffay know this, my caller i.d. says she is calling from her home, she is not even at airport yet, so there for she would not know her flight is delayed,"

"Oh, well, she's magic,"

"So tell me Regina, is Miss Buffay okay?"

There is a pause.

"No," she says.

I hang up the phone and then I realize I'm not thinking straight anymore.

Rachel and Ross were left there in the plane with their 2 girls, VERY confused and worried, why couldn't phoebe be with the gang that day? They needed to find out, but couldn't do anything yet!

Author's note: PLEASE REVIEW! Sorry it was so long.