The door opened to reveal a young man with brown hair sticking up in all sorts of places with blue eyes. He was wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of light blue pajama bottoms. He had a blue robe on and he was yawning.

"Are you Joey Tribbianni?" Helen asked. Sarah looked up at the man before her with wide eyes. He was handsome, but didn't look like what her mother described.

"No, he's not here right now. My name is Chandler Bing. I'm Joey's roommate. Can I help you?"

Helen narrowed her eyes at Chandler before continuing. "Do you know when Mr. Tribbianni will be home?"

About this time a man came around the corner. He was in a suit and had black hair and brown eyes with a long face. He was wearing a coat. He walked up and almost ran over Sarah.

"Oh, sorry," he said. Chandler just looked at him.

"Ross, what are you doing?" Ross looked up at Chandler and smiled. "I just wanted to know what was going on between you, Joey, and Monica. Will you guys just tell us what happened at the beach already?"

Chandler shook his head and turned back to Helen. Sarah looked up at Chandler as he spoke. "What is going on here? Is Joey in some sort of trouble?"

Ross took a second to get in the conversation. "Whoa, what's going on man?"

Sarah took a deep breath. She knew what was coming. Helen wasted no time explaining the situation.

"I am Helen Hellracker, and this is Sarah McKensy. She is Mr. Tribbianni's daughter."

Ross and Chandler looked at each other for a second and then back at Helen. Suddenly they burst out laughing.

"This is some sort of joke right?" Chandler asked. Ross was laughing too. Helen's expression didn't change, and neither did Sarah's.

Finally Ross took a good look at the young lady he almost ran down a few minutes ago. He stopped laughing. Her hair was long and black, and her eyes were definably Joey's. She had the Tribbianni nose and beautiful brown eyes that could only belong to Joey.

Chandler stopped laughing too and turned to Ross, was poking him in the ribs.

"What man?" Chandler turned to Ross. Ross looked back up at Chandler with shock on his face. "I don't think she's kidding."

Helen sighed. "Listen, I need to speak with Mr. Tribbianni now. Do you know when he will be home?"

Chandler shook his head. "He is out on a date. There is no telling when he will be home." Helen handed Chandler her card.

"Have him call me when he gets in," she said. Ross turned to Helen.

"What about the girl?" he asked. Helen looked at Sarah who shrugged. "Well, I cannot leave her here without her father present, so she will return with me to the shelter."

"Like hell I will," Sarah said. Everyone turned to look at the young girl with shock. She was standing there defiantly. Helen stood in front of the girl trying to intimidate her. "You will this instant."

Sarah shook her head. "I don't think so. You have broken several codes with regards to children safety and according to the book I read on the subject, you could get fired for it. So I suggest that you figure out some way to let me remain here with my father's friends than go with you."

Helen was in shock. Of course they couldn't feed the girl much on the long ride back to Manhattan, and the girl's clothes were already in a state of distress. Sure they had talked about the girl's mother in her presence, but never enough to actually call it taunting. Helen sighed.

"It is also against the rules, Miss McKensy, to leave you here without your father's consent or his presence. So I am afraid you are stuck."

"What about if she stays with a couple of girls?" Ross said.

Helen and Sarah both looked back at the two men standing in the doorway the number 19 apartment. "Excuse me?"

"My sister lives in this apartment, and I don't think that she and her roommate would mind letting you sleep on their couch for the night."

Sarah smiled. "I guess it's settled. I'll see you in the morning Miss. Hellracker," Sarah said picking up her bag. Ross smiled and knocked on the door across from Chandler's apartment, number 20. A few seconds later a young girl in a bathrobe answered the door.

She had a small face and dark black hair. She also had dark eyes, like Ross's.

"This is my sister, Monica," Ross said to Sarah and Helen. Monica just looked at Ross like he was nuts.

"What is the meaning of this? It is getting kind of late don't ya think? And what are you doing out and about this late Ross? I thought all the adult movie stores closed at ten."

Ross's eyes widened at his sister before he spoke again.

"Monica, this is Sarah. Can she crash on your couch tonight?" Monica looked over at Sarah, who was begging Monica with her eyes.

Monica sighed and nodded. "But don't get my couch dirty," she said as she disappeared into the apartment. Ross led Sarah in. Helen said she would be back the next morning after receiving Mr. Tribbianni's call and then left.

Monica set Sarah up with a blanket and a pillow so she could get some sleep. Sarah thanked both Monica and Ross, before lying down and falling asleep.

Ross left then to go and talk to Chandler and Monica returned to bed. Sarah laid on the comfortable couch and left her mind wander to the next day, and to her father.

She fell asleep with butterflies in her stomach and bad scenarios playing out in her head.