Rachel woke up in the morning to find that Ross had already gotten into the shower. She sat up and stretched while yawning when there was a knock at the door of the hotel room. She quickly put on one of Ross' shirts and opened it. Phoebe practically pushed her way in. "I hate being pregnant! I don't remember it being this bad when I was carrying the triplets."
"Aw Pheebs I'm sorry."
"That's okay I just wanted to talk to someone else that has been pregnant because you know what I'm going through." Rachel nodded "Oh yes I do."
"Well first of all, Mike is beginning to annoy me like crazy. I know he doesn't try to and he is being really sweet but you know me, I hate that. I hate being pampered, well to a certain extent. He is constantly asking me if he can fluff my pillow or if I am craving something to eat. I'm only two-and-a-half months pregnant! I'm hardly beginning to show."
"Yeah, I can hardly tell."
"And there must be something with these babies because they all seem to crave meat it's like they know I can't eat meat. But Oh my God I have been wanting one of Joey's sandwiches so bad." There was another knock at the door. Rachel knew who it was so she quickly put some of her own clothes on. "Hold on Mom."
"Okay Rach do you mind if I just hang out here for awhile?"
"Yeah Pheebs that's fine stay as long as you like." Rachel finished throwing on some of her clothes and opened the door to find Sandra Greene standing there holding Emma. "Hey sweetie I'm going home now so I'm just dropping off Emma. Bye-bye Emma."
"Bye Bye gramma!" Emma said. "Bye mom." Rachel took Emma in her arms and sat her on the bed. "Hi Emma."
"Hi gramma."
"No I'm Aunt Phoebe." Rachel smiled. "Sorry Pheebs she doesn't understand the whole family concept yet."
"It's fine. Anyway do we have to go downstairs for breakfast or can you call?"
"I can call. What do you want?"
"I want some eggs and French toast. And if you happen to order some sausage that would be nice." Rachel smiled to herself. "Pheebs, do you want me to order some meat for you?"
"Yeah. I feel bad but the baby needs meat."
"Don't worry about it if that's what the baby wants that's what you need to eat. So when do you find out the sex of the baby?"
"I have an appointment when we get back home. We leave today sometime and it's tomorrow at three." Ross walked out of the shower. "Hey Phoebe what are you doing here?"
"Taking advantage of
your complimentary breakfast."
"Oh that's nice. Emma! Come
here!" Ross picked up the two-year-old and kissed her forehead. "Hi
Daddy." He loved when she said that. She was so smart. He can still
remember her first word: Gleeba. He didn't know what it was at the
time but it was a scientific term. He knew that she didn't know
what it was, but he took it a sign. "Despite what Mommy says you
should become a scientist like your dad." Phoebe felt like
interrupting. "Ross hott people can't be scientists."
"Phoebe I'm a scientist."
"I know you just said that. I may not be a scientist but I'm not stupid." She said while eating her plate of breakfast meat. Ross just ignored her comment. "Okay Pheebs stay as long as you like. And Ross I'm gonna get in the shower."
"Okay." Rachel walked into the shower just as Phoebe finished her plate of meat. "Well I'm going to go pack, I'll see ya at home okay Ross?"
"Yeah, see ya Pheebs."
Phoebe walked out the door and Ross finished getting ready. Sandra had brought Emma's puzzle along to play with in case the toddler got bored. Ross gave it to Emma while he was getting ready. She finished it by the time he was done. It had only ten pieces but for a two-year-old that was good. He smiled at her. Ross picked up the phone and ordered some pancakes for their breakfast. They got up there just as Rachel came out of the bathroom from doing her makeup after her shower. "Ooh pancakes. Thankyou honey."
"Your welcome. Sit down and eat."
He motioned for her to sit down. Ross was feeding Emma her pancake simultaneously while he was eating his. Just as Rachel had sat down there was another knock at the door. "I'll get that," she said. "No I'll get it, you sit down and enjoy your breakfast." She smiled and thanked him. Ross opened the door. "I smelled food!"
"Hello there Joey would you like to come in?"
"Pancakes!" That answered her question. Joey came in and saw that there weren't extra. "Don't worry Joey we have free breakfast till eleven. I can call and order anything you want."
"Awesome!" Ross and Rachel laughed at their friend. "Joey I gotta tell ya I have always wondered how you can eat so much and not gain weight."
"Because I'm a Tribbiani, and we don't gain weight until we turn fifty, then the years of food come piling on. Just look at my dad!" Ross asked "Aren't you worried about that?"
"What? Getting fat? By that time most guys are gonna be fat. We all gain weight as we get older." Ross interrupted, "Actually, only 48 percent of men over fifty gain weight since they were younger, it's because…" Emma laughed and looked at her father. "Oh my God my baby is entertained by your facts." Ross told her "Fine, you guys aren't interested I get it." Joey had to speak. "Really Ross? Because in ten years you haven't seem to have gotten that." Ross gave him a look. "Nice joke Chandler."
By then, Joey had already finished his food. He told his friends and niece goodbye and left to go pack. Rachel had decided to go swimming in the hotel pool before they left, and she took Emma down with her. Ross was just watching the Discovery Channel. They didn't have to check out for another two hours. He couldn't check out early. Everyone knew that. Soon there was ANOTHER knock at the door. "Come in." It was Monica. "Hey Ross Chandler and I have already packed. So um, can I please pack your stuff?"
"Yeah, just make sure to take everything from the room that you can and stuff it in there."
"Ross you have a weird habit."
"Really? I do?" Monica knew he was being sarcastic and making fun of her obsessive need to pack and clean and organize.
Not even fifteen minutes had gone by when she was done packing. "Hey Ross where is Rachel?"
"You have been here fifteen minutes and you just now noticed she is not here?"
"Yeah, I was packing."
"She took Emma down to the pool."
"Do you think she would mind if I packed her stuff?"
"Mon, we're talking about Rachel. Do you really think she would mind?"
"No."
"Then pack."
"Okay!" She said with excitement. "Well Monica while you do that I think I'm going to go down to the pool with Rachel and Emma. I'll be back in twenty minutes." Ross walked down to the pool to find that Rachel was staying only on the steps in the pool. "Rach why don't you go farther into the water?"
"Because I don't
want to mess up my hair and makeup."
"You don't have to go
to the deep end of the pool. It would be hard to help Emma swim and
swim yourself anyway. I just meant away from the steps. You wouldn't
mess up your hair or makeup there."
"Well, I don't think Emma wants to go out there."
"Rach sweetie, do you not want to go farther out?"
"Um…"
"Rachel? It's okay."
"Okay, I kind of uh-can't swim."
"You can't swim? You go sailing."
"I'm on a boat."
"What if something
happens to the boat?"
"I have a life jacket."
"Rachel how come you never learned to swim?"
"I don't know I guess I just never saw the point." Ross was surprised. He was going to have to teach her how to swim one day. Maybe when he was going to teach Emma how. "Well Rachel I think we should head back up to the room now and make sure Monica got all the hotel stuff."
"Monica packed?"
"Yeah." Rachel got out of the pool and dryed her daughter and herself off. "Alright." She took Emma's hand and the three walked back up to the hotel room.
Well there you have it. In the next chapter the group returns home. I have something big that is going to happen, so keep reading. Also, I have read a lot of fanfics where Phoebe and Joey get together. Personally, I thought they should while I was watching the show. I mean they are so alike, and then all six friends would be married to each other, how perfect is that? Anyway, I didn't want to put a divorce into Phoebe's story in this fic, but I also want to experiment with her and Joey. So please review this chapter and tell me what you think I should do about the Phoebe and Joey thing. If you guys want them to get together that's great. And if you don't, that's great too.