Monica stood in Joey's living room with her clipboard . Chandler just slouched on the couch holding his head. He loved Monica , but hated to be a part of her projects. Joey sat with a piece of pizza dripping sauce all over the floor. Phoebe sat next to Mike and Rachel sat next to Ross while Monica gave her speech.

"Alright now, this is what we need to do. All of Emma and Rachel's stuff has been cleared out and needs to be boxed. Boxes will either be marked with R or E. All boxes marked E will go in the other bedroom at Ross' and all boxes marked R will go in the main bedroom. Ross?' said Monica as Ross started to fall asleep. Rachel poked him in the ribs "Yeah?"

Monica walked over and stood right in his face. "Have you made room in your closet for Rachel's things?"

"I don't think there are enough closets in the tri state area for all her stuff?" Ross laughed.

"If you are trying to make points, it's not working." Rachel said sternly.

"Your wife" he whispered to Chandler.

"Your sister." He said back.

"I expect you all to help. That includes you Joey, so you can eat later."

"I am going to need my strength." Joey whined.

After everything was placed in Ross' apartment. Rachel looked around . Everything in this apartment was his. There wasn't an ounce of her anywhere. The leather couch, the dinosaurs on the shelf, even if there were her fashion magazines on the apothecary table, his paleontology journals outnumbered them.

Finally everyone had left, Rachel stood in the middle of the living room . Ross had come over put his arm around her.

"I remember the last time I moved in . Things are sure different." She said.

"Yeah , they sure are. Rach, if you want to change anything , you are more than welcome to. I mean , this has been a bachelor's apartment for ten years. It probably could do with a woman's touch, and I know you have very good taste. So do with it what you want. After all, it's your apartment now too." He smiled.

She laid her head on his shoulder. "Our apartment, Ross, our apartment."

If she ever had any doubts, all she had to do was walk into his bedroom and look at the picture on the nightstand. Even though it has been years, he still had it. She looked so young and her hair was darker than now. She was wearing a beautiful green silk dress with spaghetti straps . He was wearing a black tuxedo and his hair was a lot shorter then. Both of them were obviously very much in love.

"I can't believe you still have this." Rachel said as she held up the picture.

"Remember I was going to drink the fat." He subtly reminded her. "We may have a past , but we have a future as well."

Rachel smiled and then pulled open a box . In it was a very nice framed picture of her family. Her daughter, herself , and Ross.

She put it on the shelf in the living room, next to his picture of the gang.

The next day, Rachel sat on the couch pouring over Pottery Barn catalogs. She finally would have her own place. What would be the first thing to get rid of? She walked over and picked up some of the tackier knick knacks.

"No I can't do it." She said as she put them back down.

"Just came to see how you are guys are doing the first night. And to bring you a little breakfast." Monica said as she pushed the stroller in the door. "The twins had an appointment in town, so I stopped afterwards and got muffins."

"It is definitely a new experience." Rachel said. Emma ran over and gave her aunt a kiss.

"Babies." Emma smiled as she looked in the carriage. "Mommy me baby?"

"Yes sweetie, you were a baby too."

"Mommy me want baby."

"Emma one step at a time , okay." Rachel said in a panic. "Boy that was the last thing your brother would want to hear."

Monica went in the kitchen and poured two cups of coffee and then put the muffins on a plate. She picked up the catalogs. "Planning to redecorate ?"

"I was,but it's so hard. I never had anything of my own in your apartment, or Joey's, but this is my home now. And I want to have something in the living room that says this is Rachel's , not this is Rachel's boyfriend's. "

"Let's go shopping then." Monica said simply. "Wait a minute what about Phoebe?"

"She made me get rid of the stuff from Pottery Barn I bought." Whined Rachel.

Within a hour, Rachel proudly put her new Limoge vase filled with lilies on the bookshelf. She smiled and examined her purchase. Finally an apartment had a touch of Rachel in it.

Thanks once again to my fans …especially you Oliver… this chapter needed to be funny after how sad the last one was…