A/N: Hey, chapter ten is here have no fear, but if you don't review then this story is through! No I'm just kidding I like writing it, but I would appreciate it...Enjoy!
In Sync
It was about an hour later and Rachel must have been having a nightmare because she was shaking her head as if she couldn't believe what was happening. She was yelling too and this startled Ross from his sleep.
"Ross, No! Ross? ROSS?" The next thing Ross knew Rachel shot up like a pop tart and she had tears in her eyes. Ross sat up and put his arms around her shoulders to comfort her.
"Rach, I'm right here. Everything's okay, you must have been having a bad dream, that's all." Rachel was still in shock.
"Ross it was awful..."
"What? What happened?" Rachel was having a hard time talking about it.
"It was...the night we broke up and it was after you left the apartment. I was looking out my window as you walked across the street and I saw these two guys fighting." Ross was listening intently. "You weren't paying attention and I saw the gun and I yelled for you to get out of the way, but you couldn't hear me, and I kept yelling but you still didn't hear me. And then I ran down the stairs and when I got down there I screamed your name and you turned around and saw me just before you got shot by a stray bullet. I held you in my arms and all you kept saying was that you were sorry, and I said it didn't matter and that I loved you. You said you loved me too, and that if you hadn't had been stupid this wouldn't have happened and that we'd be sleeping peacefully next to each other. You said you loved me one more time and that you were sorry, and that's when you died and I woke up."
Ross wiped away some of Rachel's stray tears and then hugged her tightly.
"Shh, it's okay I'm right here. Nothing bad is going to happen to me." Rachel broke the hug sobbing.
"But Ross what if it did happen. Do you know how different my life would have been if you weren't around? Emma wouldn't have been born and I would have been heart broken for the rest of my life." Ross hugged her again.
"Shh, its okay Rach. It didn't happen, and it's not going to. Don't worry, it was just a bad dream. I'm not going anywhere." Rachel broke the hug to look at him.
"Maybe that dream meant something Ross. Maybe it means that because you weren't with me and we weren't together it caused something terrible to happen for us to realize what we had. Ross I could never live with myself if something ever happened to you and..." Rachel broke down now. "Emma. Emma would be heart broken. How would I be able to look in her eyes without seeing you?" Ross put his hands on her face.
"Rachel. Look at me." But she was still crying hard enough that she couldn't open her eyes. "Rachel." Through tears she finally opened them. "I'm not going anywhere okay? I promise you that nothing bad is going to happen."
"Those are just words Ross. (Pause) I just think that one day all the time we spent being stupid is gonna cost us something. Maybe everything." Rachel said simply Ross looked like he had just been given the solution to a math problem but still didn't understand it.
"What do you mean by 'being stupid'?" Rachel looked at him like he should already know the answer to that. She exhaled.
"This dance we do Ross. This off and on that has been for years now that never wakes us up. Like tonight...what was that Ross? Was that just something to help us get by for another year, or how long is it going to be? How long is it going to take for us just to be honest with each other?" Ross looked like a little boy afraid to get scolded.
"About what?" He asked so softly it sounded like a whisper. Rachel spoke softer now too.
"About how much we need each other."
Ross didn't know how he should answer and then he thought that maybe no words would really justify what Rachel was trying to say...that by need she meant love, and by love she meant that she wanted Ross to be with her again, and by that she really did mean she needed him.
Rachel looked at Ross who looked back at her completely dumbfounded by what she had just said, like he was at a loss for words. The next thing she knew his hands were on her face and his lips on hers. Anytime a serious conversation had ever been brought up or Ross didn't have an answer for her this was how he responded. It was the only way he knew how to express his feelings. Physically. When he was being physical with Rachel it wasn't because he just wanted her to know he wanted her, it was because he wanted her to know he needed her. Tonight was a perfect time to show that. Physical with Ross and Rachel had never completely been physical, or about the desire they shared for each other. Sure they had passion, but behind their physical passion there was always something more, something much deeper. Being physical was really the only way they could express themselves emotionally. It was the only way to let their feelings do the talking when words were no longer of use. It was their only way of saying they were feeling the same things at the same time, and it made them know that they were perfectly in sync with one another.
