Summary: Will a secret Rachel has hidden for 15 years finally come out? If so, will her marriage to Ross be able to survive?

This story takes place in the present time. Ross and Rachel have been married almost a year, and Rachel is 7 ½ months pregnant with their second child. Emma is 3 ½ years old. Monica and Chandler still live in Westchester with their almost two year-old twins. Pheobe and Mike have a one-year old daughter named Sky. Joey is in L.A.

Rachel sighed as she crawled into bed next to her husband. It had been the longest day. Monica had come over to help with the unpacking. Help to Monica was ordering Ross and Chandler around like they were her children. While the others unpacked, Rachel had the job of watching the three toddlers. The master bedroom and Emma's room had been completely finished. The living room, dining room, and kitchen were also almost finished. The guest room, office, nursery, and play room had yet to be attempted. Ross and Rachel were going to wait and fix those rooms next week when Ross was out of school for Spring Break. This coming week was also to be Rachel's last week at work until after the baby was born. She technically could have worked for a couple of more weeks, but this pregnancy was really taking its toll on her. Her hands and feet were swollen to twice their normal size, she was continually exhausted, and she couldn't sleep at night because either the baby was kicking or she had to go to the bathroom. Her doctor had also been a little worried about her after her last visit. Her blood pressure and blood glucose levels were a little high. She was ordered to take it extremely easy and to lay off the sweets. That was a very hard thing for a pregnant woman to do.

Ross had been great during her entire pregnancy. He had catered to her every want or need. She thought he felt guilty for missing out on so much with Emma, and he was trying to make up for it. Rachel had never had so many foot rubs, back massages, and midnight food runs in her life. Even though she complained to Monica and Pheobe that Ross was smothering her, she secretly enjoyed it. It felt nice to be doted upon like pregnant women were supposed to be. It was wonderful to finally be in a committed relationship with the father of her child. She had never had that before. At least with Emma, Ross had been there to show some support. She had been completely alone during her first pregnancy. There she went again, thinking about her first-born. Why was she on her mind so much lately?

The next morning started out about like every other Monday morning had in the Geller household for almost the past two years. Ross, always the early riser, was the first out of bed and into the shower. Rachel soon got up as well. She first went to wake Emma up and then went into the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee. They were really going to need it today because they had to get up an entire hour earlier to make time for the commute from Westchester into the city for work. Since the family only had one car, they were all going to ride into the city together. Since Rachel was working short days now, she and Emma, who stayed in the day care at Rachel's office, would use the car to drive back to the house in the early afternoon. Ross was planning on catching a ride back with Chandler later on. Since the Bings only lived two blocks away, it would be very easy to carpool.

Later that morning Rachel sat in her office bored out of her mind. "I should just go ahead and start my maternity leave now. It's not like they're actually giving me any real work to do," she thought. After requesting shorter days due to her difficult pregnancy, her bosses had thought they should lighten her load. They had lightened it so much that she now had nothing to do. Her mind started to wonder back fifteen years. To the daughter no one knew she had. Rachel tried her hardest to remember what the people's names were who had adopted her daughter. She thought their last name was Jones. That was really all she knew. They had been extremely secretive and had never even given Rachel their first names. They actually had not even met with Rachel. All negotiations had been done through a lawyer. Rachel also knew that they lived somewhere in Florida. She did and a Google search on the name Jones and Florida. She got over 52 million hits. There was no way she would ever find her daughter. Just as she was starting to cry, the phone rang.

"Hello, Rachel Geller speaking," she answered.

"Hey Sweetie!" was Ross's reply on the other end of the line. "One of my classes got cancelled, and I was wondering if I could take the two most beautiful women in New York out for lunch?"

"Sure honey," Rachel replied. "I was bored out of my mind anyways. I'll get Emma and meet you downstairs in about half and hour."

"That sounds great Rach! Love you," Ross answered.

"Love you too," Rachel said as she hung up the phone.

Rachel quickly dried her tears and grabbed her purse to touch up her make-up. She couldn't let her husband know she had been upset because he would start asking too many questions. As she left her office to go get Emma, she wondered what Ross would think if he knew. Would he think she was a horrible person or that she did the right thing? Well, that didn't really matter because Ross was never going to have to know. This had been her little secret for fifteen years, and she was quite content keeping it that way.

This chapter was a little bit of a filler chapter. The story really picks up again in the next chapter. Please read and review!