"Mona?"

"Ross? It's been two years." she went to the counter and gave her order. It's nice to see you." she walked over and hugged him. Breaking the hug, she asked,"How have you been?"

"Good, I guess." he shrugged his shoulders.

"How's the baby? I remember you were going to be a father." Mona said nonchalantly. If it weren't for Rachel and this baby, they would still be together.

"Emma is going to be two." Ross said as he dug the picture from his wallet. "She grew out of the I love fossils shirt quite fast." he said remembering her gift. Mona took the wallet and stared at the picture.

"She is so beautiful." she said in awe.

"Just like her mommy." he sadly said.

The next part was painful for her."So how's Rachel?" She couldn't stand the fact that she was the mother of his child and the child obviously favored Rachel.

"In Paris. She got a once in a lifetime job offer from Louis Vuitton and she took it. Left a few days ago." he said looking down.

Mona straightened up and cleared her throat. She could see that Ross was hurting. She remembered how sweet and fun he was. They were a good couple until he started to keep things from her.

"I'm sorry." she softly said ,rubbing his arm. "Look want to go out for dinner later?"

"I can't , Sandra is bringing Emma over tonight so I can spend some time with her before they fly to France tomorrow." Ross admitted. "But maybe another time." he smiled.

"Okay you still have my number?" Mona said. Ross just shook his head. She pulled out a piece of paper and wrote her name on it. "Looking forward to hearing from you." she waved as she left. He folded the paper and put it in his wallet. Life had to go on.

Several hours later, there was a knock as Sandra slowly opened the door. "Hi Ross." she said sadly.

"Sandra, have you heard from her?" he asked curiously. Any word or message from Paris reminded him that she was still in his life.

"Called last night. Busy day and she loves her view. Says she can see the Eiffel Tower from her window. Found a great coffee shop. The people at work are great." Sandra announced. "She does miss New York though."

"Daddy!' Emma said as she stumbled through the door. Her hands were extended to jump into her father's arms. He picked her up and hugged her.

"How is my little Emma baby girl?" Ross said as he embraced her. This was such a touching moment and he never wanted to let go of her. Sandra had tears in her eyes.

"I have some errands to take care of before we leave. Why don't you watch her while I am in town?" Sandra said. "It would really be doing me a favor and you can spend some time with her."

Ross was so grateful. Every precious moment with her was golden since he didn't know when he would see her again. She waved at Sandra as she left.

"Go bye bye." Emma said innocently. They were just enough of the words to choke Ross up.

"That's right sweetheart. You and Yaya are going up in a plane to France to see mommy. That's going to be your new home."

"Aunt Munkey, Unka Chandy go?" asked Emma.

"No sweetie. Aunt Monica and Uncle Chandler aren't going." Ross tried to explain. He looked at them as he tried to explain to his daughter. "Neither are Uncle Joey and Aunt Phoebe. And Daddy has to stay here for work." he wondered how fast he could have transfer papers drafted up , but knew he would not be welcome.

Rachel was trying to prepare for visitors. "Mimi, the beds." she told the rotund French housekeeper. With her taking care of the bedroom and the nursery, she started to unpack one of her boxes. Opening it she found a small shoebox. Curiously Rachel took off it's cover and started to smile…a memory came back….

"I may exchange gifts, but I keep what is important to me. Here is the movie stub from our first date. Here is an eggshell from the first time you made me breakfast in bed. And this is from the museum where we you know ."

That wasn't all in that shoebox. There were pictures and letters and an invitation…to a wedding in London.

"Why did I ever keep this?" she said as she crumbled it into her hands. Tenderly she took a medical sonogram with a red heart around the tiny mark. She held in her hand the souvenirs of a relationship.

When Sandra returned it was late, Ross brought her to the living room after Emma was fast asleep. He cradled her blonde curls and laid her on the leather sofa.

"Well , we have an early flight." she said. "Anything you want to tell Rachel when we get there?" Sandra took the bags of gifts that Emma's aunts and uncles gave her as going away presents.

"Yeah tell her I miss her. I've already said everything before." Ross said.

"Emma, I know you're asleep but I just have to kiss you one last time. Be a good girl for Mommy and know that you have a Daddy who loves you very much. I am going to miss you baby girl." he lowered his lips to her forehead. Quietly he sang her favorite lullaby..

"I like big butts and I cannot lie." the rapping stopped as his voice cracked. Sandra lifted her up and headed toward the door.

Ross watched as the town car pulled away from the curb. Emma was now out of his life.