by Tina
I'm sorry I didn't make it clear on the first chapter, but that was only a little prologue, the real story hasn't kicked in yet! :) Anyway, hope you like this... Please review!! It's painless, I swear ;)
Also, I know I said my previous fic would be my last fic ever. Hmmm... Yeah. I've changed my mind. But now I don't feel like it's my job anymore...! So I won't feel so bad if for some reason I don't finish this! I intend to, though ;)
Ross found entertainment watching a little girl playing with her parents in a table near by, while Rachel was powdering her nose in the restroom. The blonde child had long soft hair and big blue eyes. She reminded Ross a lot of a little version of his girlfriend. She kept giggling loudly, her girlish voice asking her parents for more. All the joy that irradiated from that tiny human being reached Ross in little waves of hope. Hope that one day it would be his and Rachel's child turning heads in restaurants.
The subject had never been brought up by them. Just very recently they had got engaged, for Ross had waited untill the perfect moment to propose. Their past had to be solved first. And now they were only beginning to get carried away by longing thoughts of their future. Children, however, had not yet been a topic discussed. Ross wondered if that would be a good time to bring it up.
He was pulled away from his thoughts by Rachel's presence. She sat down across from him, smiling.
"Did you miss me?" she asked, jokingly.
He chuckled and grabbed her hands.
"Terribly"
She chuckled back and he kissed one of her hands. He looked back at the little girl and then back down at their hands, still on each other's, trying to think of the best way to say what he had in mind.
It shouldn't be this hard. It was Rachel, after all. Her future wife, the one he'd spend the rest of his life with. However, he had to admit he still felt nervous when it came to their future. As if all the decisions laid in her hands solely.
"What?" he looked up at her, confused "You've got this weird look on your face. What is it?"
Ross looked at the little girl again and then back at Rachel.
"Hm, I was just thinking about, hm, our future..."
"Yes...?" she said, as a cue to make him go on.
"There are just somethings we've never talked about and I was just wondering what you thought about them"
"Oh. Such as?"
He watched her for a while before finally having the courage to say it.
"Kids"
She looked at him for a while and bit her bottom lip. Funnily enough, that was one of the things that have crossed her mind lately. One of her co-workers at Rauph Lauren had just given birth and it stirred up something inside of Rachel. Something she actually never knew she had.
Even though she had proved to be a great new mommy for Ben, the thought of having her own child used to be far away. Now, the simple action of walking by a baby store filled Rachel with visions.
She finally smiled at him.
"Yeah..?"
He smiled back at her, though still a little uncertain.
"What do you think about it?", he nervously asked.
"I think they have the cutest little feet!"
Ross chuckled and Rachel joined him. She then tightened her grip on his hands.
"I think I'm scared. But I also think this is really something I wanna do" he smiled broadly at her. "with you"
Ross leaned across the table and kissed her. When he backed away she saw tears in his eyes and smiled even more.
"But with a cry baby like you I'm afraid I won't have to give birth!" he chuckled "Hey, think of all the money we'll save on diapers"
"Hm, listen, there's also something else I wanna talk to you about"
"It's not Scarsdale now, is it?"
He chuckled again, a little surprised she actually remembered that.
"No, no, it's not that."
"Okay...?"
"It's hm, our aniversary"
Rachel looked at him and tried to smile.
"Right"
"What do you wanna do this year?"
She slowly took her hands from his and kept playing with her wine glass, looking down at it. Then she quickly sipped it and looked back at Ross, who was looking kind of down. Though it was forgiven and forgotten, it seemed like during this time of the year emotions would still rise. It had happened on the previous year aswell. They were still able to make it through, though in a silent way. Words had not being spoken about the subject. They just had to hold it in untill it passed.
"Hm, I don't know. Maybe just, hm, dinner, like we did last year?"
"Really? 'Cause, hm, I was thinking maybe we could get away for the weekend. I don't know if you noticed, but it'll be exactly on a saturday. We could, hm, go to hm, Vermont, maybe?" she looked uncertain at him "A little reharsal for the honeymoon?"
At this, she smiled.
"Maybe"
The waiter interrupted them with the desert menu.
"We'll talk about it later. For now, I think I deserve a chocolate pie..."
Ross smiled at Rachel. How could someone be allowed to love a person that much?
Rachel said goodbye to Ross by the door to her apartment. Though he insisted, she decided to sleep by herself in her own room, claiming she would have an early day. Truth was, she was hoping Monica would be up so they could talk. So, after a long goodbye kiss, Rachel entered her apartment only to find Monica still working on the labels in the magazines.
"Oh, I'm so glad you're up, Mon"
Monica turned around and looked concerned.
"What, what is it? Did anything happen?"
"No, nothing. I just wanna talk."
"Oh, sure. What's up?"
Rachel sat down on the couch and peeked at one of the magazines. She picked it up and shot Monica a look.
"Did you really think I'd ever get married in this?"
"Focus, Rachel" Monica said as she unmarked the page, ashamed.
"Okay, hm.." Rachel nervously played with her hands.
"Yes...?"
Rachel looked at Monica and then smiled, getting up.
"You know what? Nevermind"
She started walking towards her room and Monica protested.
"Whoa, hey, what was that?"
Rachel turned around and looked at her friend.
"Oh, and uh... Ross and I are going away next weekend. And also... we're gonna start trying to get pregnant soon. Goodnight, Mon"
She retreated herself in the safety of her four walls, leaving Monica dumbfounded in the livingroom. It was not the first time Rachel gave up on having a conversation with her. In fact, in past atempts she had actually stopped half way through it. Monica vividly remember some of the things she said, though she chose to let it go, for everybody's sake.
The days passed by and things seemed to look better for Ross and Rachel. It didn't get awkward, as actually both of them expected. Instead, the atmosphere remained calm and comfortable, exactly the opposite to what had happened the previous year. The prospect of a whole weekend together, alone, with nothing to stand on their way, was very appealing. That friday morning, Rachel woke up in Ross' bed and smiled at the figure laying down next to her.
Neither of them was going to work. They planned to leave right after lunch straight to a nice comfortable Inn in Vermont. Winter was still rough, but then again they weren't expecting to leave the room much.
Rachel smiled down at Ross and put one arm around him, snuggling up closer. He stired for a bit and smiled. She kissed his lips softly.
"Wake up, you.. We still have to pack and it's almost 9."
He opened his eyes.
"Pack, really? I have other things in mind we could do..."
She smiled.
"Yeah? Like what?"
He leaned foward and kissed her full. She left herself go and they made love passionately untill her toes curled.
Rachel was in the shower while Ross was busy in the kitchen, making them breakfast. In their relationship, he oftenly took the job that would normally be the woman's in most relationships. He didn't mind though, he wanted to take care of her. Besides, the few times Rachel had tried to cook for him only proved they should keep things the way they were.
There was a knock at the door and Ross went to get it, confused as to why the intercom hadn't buzzed. The face that was revealed was one Ross hadn't seen in years. Almost 3 years, in fact. It was different, but some traces still remained. The hair looked as if it were someone else's, but those eyes were still the same. However, they were now haunted, they seemed to carry a sadness Ross only knew from his own past.
"I'm sorry I didn't buzz in, but this guy was leaving and he said I could come in. You better watch out for the safety in the builting"
"What are you- what are you doing here?"
Ross' voice was shaky.
"I need to talk to you about something serious"
Ross looked confused, but he still opened the door to let this person in.
"Sweetie, do you think we could maybe-"
Rachel froze by the door, wrapped in her bathrobe and using a spare towel to dry her hair. Ross' eyes widened aprehensively.
"Oh, hi, I didn't know we had company. I don't believe we've met... Rachel Green"
She extended her hand and they shook hands
"Isaak, nice meeting you"
Everybody rememberes Isaak, right? He was that guy that worked with Chloe. Anyway, bear with me! Next chapter should come around soon. I think they'll be all short like this after all...! Drop a review and make me happy, please ;) And now the real story will start to kick in ;)