Ross and Charlie were inside the hotel room that belonged to Joey and Charlie. They weren't kissing anymore, though. Ross felt too guilty.
"It's just," he sighed, "the fact that you came here with Joey, and this room was meant for you guys."
"I know," Charlie said, and felt bad about moving on from Joey so fast. She didn't want to come off like a slut. "So what do we do now?"
Ross shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe we should wait until we're back in New York. Then we can talk things over with Joey and see how he feels about this. He and Chandler almost stopped being friends because Chandler kissed his girlfriend Kathy."
"Oh. I don't want to come between you guys!"
"No, no, it could work out, I think. Joey forgave Chandler eventually, and he let Chandler see Kathy. Besides, you broke up with Joey before you kissed me, not after, like with Chandler and Kathy."
"Oh, okay. That sounds a good plan. But what about tonight, Ross? Joey's gonna come back to this room, and I can't stay here with him."
"Well, maybe I'll get Joey to stay in my room with me. Or we'll ask Rachel if you can bunk with her."
"All right. Let's go."
They got up to leave, when Joey and Chandler burst into the room together.
Ross looked embarrassed and guilty. He pulled away from Charlie and cleared his throat, "I-I can explain what I'm doing here--"
"Never mind," Joey interrupted. "I know you two kissed, 'cause I saw you guys earlier."
"You did?" Charlie blinked.
"Oh no!" Ross said. "I'm sorry, Joey! I'm so sorry! I just forgot myself. We--we weren't doing anything here. We were just gonna leave."
"Yes, it's completely true!" Charlie said.
"Well, good!" Joey said sternly. "So you better get out of here, then. Come here," he and Chandler grabbed Ross's arm and pulled him from the room.
"Joey, don't hurt him!" Charlie looked concerned. "We were really gonna tell you, I swear."
"I know, but we just have something to say to him."
"Yeah," Chandler added, "it's nothing to be worried about. You just stay here, get some sleep. Everything will be fine."
The guys left together, and Ross asked worriedly, "So did you mean that? You're not gonna punch me or anything?" Or worse, make him spend time in a box, like Chandler.
"No, Ross, we just wanna talk to you about Rachel."
"Rachel?" The three of them stopped in the hallway.
"Yeah, um, we think you should get back together with Rachel."
"What? Why?"
"Because..." Joey searched for where to begin. "I realized that I don't love Rachel. I never really did. I was pretending she was this other girl, Kate Miller."
"What? You mean, that girl from the play?"
Joey nodded. "It's been a few years, but I still think about her. Just like I know you always think about Rachel. You have got to get back together and work stuff out. You belong together."
"Joey, it's not that simple! Even if I was in that place again, Rachel's obviously not there. She's kissing Gavin from work; she's hitting on guys at soap opera parties; she's doing anything to be with any other guy, not me."
Monica found them. "There you are, Ross! I was looking for you in your room. You have to go talk to Rachel."
"What? Why?"
Monica said, "Because she loves you again."
"Huh?"
"She does! She's been thinking about how she went to London to tell you that she loved you. She even mentioned how you guys pretended you were married once, and the wedding was in Barbados."
"She did?" Ross's eyes lit up. "She remembers--? I have to see her. Where is she?"
"In her room! Go!"
Ross ran off, leaving Monica with Joey and Chandler, who were bewildered but happy for Ross and Rachel.
"She really loves him again?"
"Yeah, I was talking to her about it in her room, after you guys left." She looked irritated. "Why'd you both go so far away? I was running around trying to find you guys and Ross. You didn't mention Joey kissing Rachel to him, did you?"
"Oh, no. We didn't mention that."
"Good! 'Cause we don't want Ross to get all jealous again. I mean, at least until they get back together and do some couples therapy or whatever. Rachel really does want to work things out with him this time." Monica then explained how she figured out that Rachel's crush on Joey was merely a transference of her feelings for Ross.
"Oh," Chandler started to understand now, and explained that he and Joey had a similar conversation about Kate. That was why they went to get Ross and separate him from Charlie.
Monica was relieved. "Oh, that makes things much easier! If Ross ever finds out about Rachel kissing Joey, then I can just point out that he kissed Charlie and forgot all about Joey."
"Yeah." Chandler turned to Joey and patted his back cheerfully. "So things turned out all right, after all, huh? Maybe they really can be a family this time!"
Joey nodded but looked depressed again, muttering, "If I can't have Kate, they should be happy..."
Concerned, Chandler hugged him and said, "Hey, it's gonna be okay."
Seeing how much Joey missed her, Monica told Chandler to go take Joey drinking in the bars, to help him get over Kate. "I'll stick around here in case Ross and Rachel have some crisis and need help again. You know, like another 'we were on a break' argument."
"Thanks. We'll see you later."
Joey and Chandler went off together, while Monica returned to her hotel room and hoped to listen in on the adjoining room with a glass to the wall.
When Ross arrived, he burst in and stammered, "Monica said, said that you--" He was out of breath and didn't dare to say 'love', in case Monica had been exaggerating things, so he asked instead, "Rach, did you really remember about us getting married on a cliff in Barbados?" It had been well over a year since that party, and he thought that Rachel had forgotten their fibs by now.
"Yes! Yes, Ross," she said with a smile and went over to hug him. "And I remember you saying that you proposed in the planetarium, where we had our first time."
"And the room was filled with lilies, your favorite flower!"
Rachel nodded, "And there was music, and the lights came down, and the stars spelled out, 'Will you marry me?'"
"Oh, Rach!" Ross kissed her cheek and sighed elatedly.
Rachel cried, then she told him that she loved him and that she now forgave him for sleeping with Chloe.
Pulling back to meet her eyes, Ross felt overwhelmed with happiness and gratitude, so he kissed her and told her that he loved her too.
"Really? You're not just saying it, because I--"
"I love you, Rach" he said. "I-I was so afraid, especially after our fight about Gavin, and you moving out, that it was the last straw. That I'd blown it with you for good, and I'd never have another chance again. So lately I've just been concentrating on being there for Emma, and trying to move on from you. But I-I haven't. Not really."
"Ross!" Soon they were kissing and embracing, laughing about how many years it had taken to get to this point. They even started talking about living together again, but then Ross suddenly remembered Charlie and felt terrible. He frowned and backed away.
"Honey?" Rachel asked him what was wrong.
Just as Monica had predicted, there was indeed a crisis. Wrestling with his conscience, and realizing that he didn't want to start his new relationship with Rachel on a lie, Ross paced around the room and confessed that he had kissed Charlie just a few minutes ago.
"You--you did?" Rachel felt rather jealous.
He nodded and explained, "She--she had just, um, broken up with Joey, and she started flirting with me. I-I knew it was unethical, and that if anything, I should go see if Joey was okay, and I should have!" He sighed, "But I-I was trying to move on from you, Rach, and I thought, well, if--if Charlie's really interested, maybe I should take the chance..."
"You--you didn't sleep with her?"
Thankfully, Monica was listening, so she intervened again, opening the door and answering for Ross, "No, he didn't!"
"Monica!"
"I'm trying to help! Believe me, Rachel, he didn't do anything but kiss her, and when Joey and Chandler found them, they had already stopped out of guilt."
"But he kissed her!" Rachel said, very upset.
Monica gave her a look and said meaningfully, "Yes, and lots of people have been kissing this weekend. Like, Phoebe came here with David, but she got back together with Mike. And you came here alone, but now you're trying to get back together with Ross. Yes, Ross may have kissed her just now, but he stopped there. He didn't go sleep with her, and the moment that I told him you wanted him back, he forgot about her and came straight here. He wants things to work out too, and he was honest with you. Isn't that great?"
Rachel thought about it. "I-I don't know."
Monica leaned close to her and whispered, "You kissed Joey, so you're even. Do you want me to tell him that or not?"
Rachel realized what she meant and blushed.
Still contrite, Ross said he was sorry about the kiss, and that he would go break things off with Charlie now, for Rachel.
"You're going to her room?"
Rachel's hurt tone made Ross stop and look back at her, worried.
"It's a good thing, Rachel!" Monica said. "Trust him."
Ross shook his head and said miserably, "This--this is just like at the beach with Bonnie, isn't it? You don't want me anymore do you, Rachel?"
"No!" Monica protested in frustration. "Rachel, do you love him or not? You can't just keep going back and forth like this! This is my brother! You have to make up your mind whether you really trust him again, or just break things off for good. I mean, would you rather be like Emily, being paranoid and demanding?"
Rachel thought about it, and shook her head. She realized what she wanted now. "I-I still love you, Ross. You told me the truth, so I'll trust you."
"You will?" Ross was happy.
She nodded. "So you'll break up with her right away, and come back to me?"
"Yes!" he said with relief. "Yes, I'll be back here as soon as I can."
Monica grinned and clapped. "Good! Now give her a kiss before you go!"
Ross smiled, kissing Rachel and then hugging his sister before he rushed out the door.
While they were alone, Monica told Rachel more details of how she and the guys had convinced Ross to come see Rachel. Monica also told her that if they had any further issues, they probably should try to work it out in couples counseling or something. "And just like he's not going to write a pro/con list this time, you shouldn't write any eighteen-page letter, either. Talk things out, okay?"
"Okay." They hugged again.
