This next chapter takes a look further into Rachel's drunken date which was the time when Ross incidently found out about her true feelings for him.

Its a short chapter, but there will be more to come.

Getting closure

Monica was right. Michael was cute, and he seemed a real nice guy. The only bad thing about the date was that she couldnt get her mind off Ross, and the whole idea of him buying a cat with Julie. Michael was busy talking to her, but her mind was elsewhere. 'This is the first date I've been on since my divorce...so if I seem nervous...well I am' Michael explained to her, she gazed over at him and out of nowhere asked him."How long do cats live?" Michael looked at her confused, "Uh, what?. 'How long do they live, considering you dont throw them under a bus or something...' She continued. He looked at her again with confusion, and she didnt blame him.

'Fifteen...sixteen years I guess' He told her.

'Well thats just great...' She said, grabbing a champagne from the waitor.

'Cheers?' He reminded her, holding out his glass but she was already drinking the glass of champagne, leaving Michael feeling uncomfortable. 'Monica told you I was cuter than this didnt she?' he asked her as she quickly downed a full glass.

'Oh...No Michael, its not you...' She shook her head, hardly believing her behaviour tonight. Michael hadnt done anything, yet she was treating him like this. 'Its my friend...he's getting a cat with his girlfriend...but I mean, he just started going out with her.'

'Is he an ex boyfriend?'

She began to laugh, maybe it was the drink. 'Oh. He wishes!' She laughed, getting started on a second glass of champagne. Realising that Michael was looking bored and fed up, she buried her head in her hands. 'Oh, I'm so sorry. Look at me...' She slurred. 'All I can think about is Ross, and his cat...and his Julie...Why cant I just get over him?' She questioned.

Michael sat, thinking of something to say to her to make her feel better. 'Your gonna be fine...you'll be just fine, but you havent had any closures yet but...'.

She interupted him. Glass still in hand, 'Closure. Thats what it is...Closure. God, your brilliant!' She shouted. 'Why didnt I think of this before?'.

Before Michael could answer, she spoke again. 'How do I get that?'.

'Well...theres no one way, its just whatever it takes for you to say to him...I'm over you'.

'Thats what it is. I'm over you...'. She realised. And she knew the best way to do that was over the phone, ofcourse the drink was drinking and speaking for her, but she was caught up in the moment of finally being able to tell him. But she didnt quite consider about the consequences.

Ross loved being with Julie, she wasnt the woman some people would expect him to choose but she was special to him. 'Ross, I wasnt going to say anything but did you notice anything strange with Rachel today in the coffeehouse?'. Julie asked as the pair sat together on the sofa watching the Late show.

'Huh?...I didnt notice anything different, why?'.

'She was just acting a bit...weird. I dont think she likes me very much you know Ross, I wish I knew what it was I was doing wrong...'.

'Hey, you havent done anything wrong. I havent noticed anything weird with Rachel but even if there was something wrong...its nothing you should be worrying about or feeling guilty over, I promise you..'. He told her, kissing the top of her head lightly. 'Now, why dont we go to bed huh?'.

She kissed him softly, 'Thats a good idea, I think we should get up quite early tomorow, I'm so excited about getting this cat. Do you have any names in mind?'.

Ross shrugged, 'You can choose. Cat's just have one of those names like fluffy right, we dont have to make a big decision or anything...' He joked.

'Your right. But before we go to bed, are you sure its not too soon?'.

'Why do you keep asking me that Julie?'

'Because well...Getting a cat is almost like we're sharing something, if we were to split up or something...what would happen?'.

'What makes you think we're gonna split up?'. He asked her.

'I'm not saying we will. I hope we wont, but we cant be sure can we? We've both been in relationships where it felt at the start that nothing could ever go wrong but a few months or years down the line...your broken up'.

'Thats not gonna happen with us.'

'How can you be sure?'.

'I just can be. Now enough of the worrying sweetie, lets get to bed...'. He said, switching off the TV before the pair headed to bed.

'Thank you ever so much for the ride h---'. Before she could finish her sentence, she had threw up, right on the sidewalk. 'Home...' She finished, wiping her mouth with her sleeve.

'Rachel, I can walk you to your apartment, you dont look able to walk...' Michael offered.

She waved her arms at him, 'No...No...You go home, I can walk on my own...its only there...Thanks again Michael for a wonderful evening...and most importantly, thank you...' She pointed at him now, '...Youuuu for getting me what I needed all along...Closure!' She said to him, raising her hands over her head.

Michael picked her up from the floor to straighten her up, 'I suggest you get some water when you get home...and put a bucket on the side of your bed, just incase...' He told her.

Usually at this point of the night, they would have a kiss goodnight. But he didnt even attempt it, either he disliked her that much or he was just being respectful and not taking advantage of her current state.

She hoped it was the second one.

'Night Michael'. She said, watching the kirb as she stepped up from the road before walking home to her apartment.

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