The wording in this chapter will not be exactly like it is on the show, but it is pretty close. Please enjoy and I apologize for taking so long to update.

"Get up…Get up…Get up…"

Sarah sat up and walked over to the door, followed closely by Chandler, with his hair sticking up every which way, and her father in his robe. She opened the door to show Rachel looking like hell, and Monica looking annoyed.

"What is that noise?" Rachel asked.

"You," Chandler said. Sarah smiled at Chandler's joke.

Joey obviously didn't catch it. "It's the chick. She's going through some changes."

"What kind of changes?" Monica asked.

Chandler stuck his hands in his pockets. " The vet seems to think she's becoming a rooster."

The chick took this opportunity to crow, confirming what the vet had said.

"We're getting a second opinion."

Rachel looked angry and stormed back to her apartment. Monica followed at a slower pace. Joey walked back to his room while Chandler walked over to Sarah's couch and crashed on it, obviously forgetting about the young girl.

Sarah looked at the young man with a smile and covered him with her blue blanket before walking into Chandler's room and collapsed onto his bed, exhausted.

Karen woke up early the next day and decided to get some shopping in before it got too crowded. She stood and quickly dressed in her favorite blue jeans, which showed off her curves quite nicely, and a t-shirt she got at a concert for Tim McGraw. She had always been a fan of country music…as well as all other kinds.

Karen wasn't expecting to run into Rachel at the story so early in the morning or be invited back to their apartment for breakfast, but it happened. Plus, Monica is a much better cook.

Rachel and Karen entered the apartment where Ross, Chandler, and Phoebe were sitting around the table.

"Hi," Rachel said. "Hey, it's like eight in the morning. Isn't it a little early to be shopping?"

"Well, I've been up since six thanks to somebody's dumbass rooster."

Chandler rolled his eyes at the statement. Phoebe looked at Chandler with her crossed arms. "You really should get rid of those animals. They shouldn't be living in an apartment."

Karen sat her small bag with her peanut butter and bread on the counter as she listened to the exchange. Rachel removed her small black coat.

"Yeah, especially with all these knives and cookbooks around."

Phoebe stood up and pulled on her coat. "Well, I'm off to see if I'm ready to have Frank and Alice's embryos implanted in my uterus."

"That's your brother…right?" Karen asked as she took the seat the Phoebe had just vacated. Phoebe looked at her and nodded. "Yeah."

"How will they know if you're ready?" Ross asked. Karen looked at him with wide eyes. He really wanted to know?

"They're going to look and see if my endrometrial (A/N I probably spelt this wrong) layer is thick."

Ross raised an eyebrow and nodded. Chandler looked up at her and, always the wiseass, said, "I can check that for you."

"All right I'm off. Think thick."

Phoebe walked to the door and opened it. Monica and Joey were on their way in. "Wish me luck."

"Oh, good luck." Monica said.

"Good luck Pheebs," Joey said as he closed the door behind him. "And I'm still right."

"What are you talking about?"

"She's upset because I know today's her laundry day and that means she's wearing her 'old lady' underwear."

Chandler stood and walked over to Joey. "I can check that for ya."

Karen just watched as the old friends entered into a battle of wits and stupidity. Before they knew it they were betting their apartments and their beloved pets.

Unfortunately for Monica and Rachel, they couldn't remember what Chandler did for a living and were forced to move out of their apartment and into the one across the hall.

Karen watched as they moved furniture around Phoebe, who returned from the clinic saying that the odds were bad and she was going to do whatever she could to help.

Eventually Karen left, knowing more about Joey and his friends, some which she really didn't need or want to know.

Karen left thinking about the man who was the father of her dear niece, who she still wanted to take in as her own daughter…but every time she tried to find a flaw with him, all she could find was more reasons for Sarah to stay with him.

Karen sighed as she entered her small hotel room. Maybe she should just give up on adopting Sarah…but the thought was just too depressing to contemplate.

There was no other choice; she just had to adopt Sarah at any costs. She was there for Karen's whole life and there was no way she was going to lose her…even if it was to Sarah's biological father.