xx Authors Note xx

Welcome to Part 2 of my first ever series fan-fic. If you read the first chapter, you'll know what's going on right now. I'm not going to tell you ... so just read on and find out for yourself. I don't know how many chapters there's going to be right now, but I'm sure that I'll be making atleast four or five. Stay tune!

Enjoy.

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Phoebe Buffay woke with a start the next morning. For a moment she was unbelieveably cheerfull, thinking that everything was alright again. That she was going to go round and see Monica and Chandler, and then meet up with Ross and Rachel and little Emma. Maybe she would even spot Joey over in the Coffee House.

But, of course, that wasn't to be. Phoebe suddenly remembered this and sank back into her chair, wondering whether she had already died painfully and gone to hell. Mumbling to herself and deciding not to go into work that morning, Phoebe got dressed, spooned cold beans from a tin into her mouth, and then left her appartment to go for a morning stroll in the park.

The park was the only place where Phoebe could clear her thoughts properly. Anywhere else was too noisy, too loud and well, the people were just too happy. It broke her heart to see them like that.

As usual, Phoebe sat down on her favourite bench, brushing a strand of blonde hair out of her eyes. It was a cold, windy day, but what did it matter? There was never good weather anymore.

Phoebe was just deep in thought when a large hand clamped down on her shoulder.

"Phoebe?"

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"Phoebe?"

Phoebe spun around. It was Monica Bing, one of her best friends, looking down at her and smiling.

"Everyones here," She told Phoebe softly, "They all had to come."

And then Rachel appeared at Monica's side, smiling widely. Then Joey, grinning broadly. Then Ross, smiling warmly. Then Chandler, and ...

"Phoebe, I love you,"

It was Mike. He was smiling at her, his eyes twinkling.

"We love you, Pheebs," Monica said, still smiling, "We had to come back for you,"

"B-back for me?" Phoebe choked, unable to hide the happiness that was filling up inside of her.

"Aha," Rachel said. Monica nodded.

"Don't worry," Monica said softly, hugging Phoebe gently, "It'll all be over soon,"

"What will?" Phoebe said uncertainly.

"The pain," Joey told her,

"Yeah, the pain'll all go away, Phoebe," Rachel cooed,

"We all love ya' Pheebs," Chandler told her,

"We'd give anything to have you with us," Ross said,

"And you're coming with us," Monica said softly, as the others closed in, "Don't worry ..."

"The pain'll all go away ..."

"No more pain ..."

And then they were closing in on her, holding her tight, whispering in her ear,

"Don't worry, Phoebe."

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Phoebe looked up.

It was Ross.

Thinking she must just be having another flashback or something, Phoebe blinked and shook her head, and looked up again. There, Ross still stood standing there, glancing at her oddly. Then, he smiled.

"Pheebs ..." He muttered gently, making to touch her arm.

"R-Ross?" Phoebe gasped, "Ross!"

And she threw herself into his arms, tears spilling down her cheeks.

"How did you find me here?" She squeaked.

"I knew I'd find you here," He said.

Phoebe looked up at him. It was definately Ross.

But not the Ross she had once known, Phoebe thought to herself. He had so many scars and cuts and bruises it was unbelieveable. He had so many more then her. He looked rough and tired-looking. Phoebe felt so sorry for him, and the tears welled up in her eyes even more so.

"Listen Pheebs, I have to tell you something ..."

"Where are they?"

Ross stared back at her, and then she knew. They all couldn't have survived something like that. Ross Geller stared at her, and in that moment, Phoebe Buffay understood. The other four of her friends, and of course, her husband, were dead.

"I'm so sorry, Ross." She whispered to him.

And she truly was. Ross had not only the woman he loved, Rachel, but his only sister, Monica, and his beautiful daughter Emma.

"It's okay," Ross mumbled to her, "I- I don't mind so much now."

But Phoebe read it in his eyes, and it was obvious that he did mind alot.

"Listen Phoebe, we have to talk, and I have to show you something." Ross said softly. Phoebe nodded.

"What's that?" She asked.

"You'll soon find out," Ross replied, "Let's go,"

"Wait, Ross-" Phoebe grabbed his arm, "Th-Thank you," She whispered in his ear. Ross smiled at her.

"It's okay Pheebs, really, I- oh Pheebs, don't cry ..."

And Phoebe was indeed crying. She was crying harder then she ever had in her life. Ross Geller, one of her best friends, had survived, and come back for her. She was so happy right then it was untrue.

Phoebe smiled and wiped her eyes.

She didn't need to tell him how much it meant to her the fact that he was there.

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xx Authors Note xx

To be continued! Next chapter shall be up shortly!