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Rachel stood at the roadside, looking for a ride; there were no trains out of Paris until the next day and to catch up with the rest of the group she had to get to the next town, catch a bus to Monte Carlo and catch a train from there for Zurich. She hadn't seen Ross since ditching him at the Train Station. The cars were zooming by at almost a 100 miles an hour, when out of nowhere a car she didn't expect to stop did.
It was the cops.
She fidgeted as the cops approached her looking at her suspiciously and asked for her passport which was in the train along with all her other luggage.
"Ahh, the thing is…, you see I'm on a trip, around Europe, and I missed my train to Zurich and all my stuff is on it including my Passport." She said desperately trying to convince the officers, but it wasn't working.
After a few more minutes of pleading the officers had had enough and were ready to take her in, when another car stopped next to the officer's cruiser.
It was Ross.
"Oh thank god, I finally found you." He jumped out of the car and hugged Rachel while murmuring in her ear "Stay Quite."
He turned towards the Officers handing them his passport.
"Hi, I am Ross Gellar, she is my wife Rachel Gellar, thank you so much for finding her" he said honey dripping from his voice while still hugging Rachel close.
They officers still didn't look too convinced but when he kissed her, they seemed to buy into it and finally took off wishing them a safe journey. Rachel pushed Ross of off her as soon as the cops were out sight.
"What the hell are you doing? I told you to stay away from me?" she said irritably
"What am I doing, he said sounding indignant, I am saving you butt from rotting in prison."
"I can take care of myself; I don't need someone looking after me all right."
"Yeah, you were doing a hell of a job, from what I saw" his voice was now matching hers in intensity
"Shut up!"
He let out a stifled sarcastic laugh "You know what…" he trailed off, lifting is hands up in a gesture of giving up, he turned back towards the car he had rented.
He got in, started the engine waiting for her to join, she stood glued to same spot looking away, he backed up the car right next to her, keeping his gaze locked at the road, revving the engine, as he waited again for her.
She finally caved, moving around the car, she opened the door and got in, but didn't say a word as he floored it.
It was after about fifteen minutes into the drive that she finally spoke up
"I'm Sorry" which came out nothing more that a whisper
"What?"
"I said I'm sorry" she yelled out this time.
He turned to look at her smiling "Don't worry about it, just enjoy the ride, we'll be the in Monte Carlo by tonight and we can catch up with rest in Zurich" he said nodding reassuringly. Now nothing can go wrong.
Wrong
The car gave up on them when they were in a small town of Obernai-France it was getting late so they decided to spend the night there.
"No way am I staying in the same room as you" Rachel told Ross as they entered the motel room.
"Listen, its cold outside, we don't have too much money left and this is a perfectly nice room, you take the bed, I'll sleep down here," he said pointing to the mattress on the floor.
"No way am I staying here, either get another room, or I'm leaving"
"Fine then go, I'll get to sleep in the bed"
"I'm telling you, I'll leave"
He just smiled smugly as he got into the bed, pulling the covers up over his head.
"Could turn off the lights before you go" he said out loud from underneath the covers.
He groaned as he didn't get a response, pulling back the covers he looked around to spot her handbag missing, he sighed out loud frustrated as he got up, out of the comfortable bed.
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"Did Ross call?" Monica asked worriedly, Chandler had taken her out to a romantic dinner, with all the works, their affection towards each other had grown manifold, the relationship was going fast but neither seemed to be bothered.
"Yeah, they are stuck in Obernai, its somewhere in France; they'll catch up with us here in Zurich" Chandler told her reassuringly.
Monica didn't know why exactly, but she was very worried, she knew her brother and her best friend were both grown up and could take care of themselves. But she also knew as much as Rachel tried to deny it, she had had a teeny tiny crush on Ross. She just hoped they didn't do anything stupid.
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"This is just brilliant" he commented, they were sitting on a bale of hay, he had caught up with her outside the motel, after walking around for a while, it had started snowing, luckily they had stumbled onto an abandoned barn.
Ross had started a mini fire, trying to keep himself warm.
"What the hell is that?" she asked as she saw Ross pull out a flask from his backpack.
"This, my dear is what will keep you alive tonight." He told handing her the drink.
She pushed it away "No, thanks"
"Suit yourself" he shrugged, as he went to the corner to lie down pulling a bale of hay over him.
She was still shivering as she watched take another sip from his flask.
Dually he was keeping an eye on her, after minutes of silence he spoke up.
"Why are you so stubborn?"
"Ha!" she shot back sarcastically
"No, seriously, we had a perfectly nice room, but nooo, you prefer the barn, and I'm telling you if you don't have a drink, you'll DIE." He told her putting extra emphasis on Die.
She gave up, disgruntled, took the flask from him and downed a bit of Jack Daniels as went and sat down next to him, after a half an hour of drinking much more than she normally did and planning on how to rejoin the gang in Zurich, something came to her mind
"Can I ask you something?" she asked looking at him
"Yeah"
"Why have you been avoiding me for the last week or so?"
"What I haven't been avoiding you!"
"Oh, come-on, ever since that night I asked you about Carol, you've been giving me the cold shoulder." "Is it something I said?"
He looked down "No, It's just…, I don't like talking about that to anyone, I just wanna forget about that part of my life."
"Why?" she asked again, but he kept looking down.
"Sorry, you don't have tell me if you don't want to" she continued, placing a hand over his which caused him look up at her. She wanted to know what it was, but didn't want to intrude. He saw the look in her eyes, she was yearning to know.
After a couple of minutes he finally spoke up
"I had proposed to her that night" he bombshelled
"What?" she asked trying to process the information.
"That night…., that very night you proposed to her"
"Yeah" he nodded
"That Bitch" she said out loud instinctively
He chuckled at her reaction.
"That's why I don't like to talk about it, and you better not tell anyone about this, only Chandler and now you know."
She nodded making the movement of sealing her lips with her hand.
"Hey, I am sorry about what I said that night too, I didn't mean to hurt you" she said placing a hand on his arm.
"Nah, no need to apologize, I've heard that line more than a million times from Joey alone."
She chuckled "Come here" she said pulling him into a hug, wrapping her arms around his neck, a little surprised by her show of affection, he hesitated a moment before hugging back. She considered pulling back but he held onto her hugging her tight. They finally pulled back but only slightly, he looked down slightly embarrassed.
The Alcohol had definitely taken effect.
She couldn't deny her attraction towards him, the way he looked at her, the way he smiled, everything about him made her heart flutter; she never felt such things with anyone, not even Barry.
Her gaze was fixated on his lower lip, as she watched him smiling shyly, she lifted his chin and leaned in to kiss him, caressing his lips with her tongue, begging for an entrance, he had wanted to kiss her since the moment he sat down beside her on the plane, but she was engaged, before he could do anything though he lost himself tasting her lips as their tongues wrestled each other's. Soon her conscious went blurry as the bon-fire they had lit faded out.
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I actually had more written, but I thought I'd leave you wondering a little…..