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What Love Can Do
Chapter 14.
The startling sound of her alarm going off, tore Rachel out of her sleep.
She had finally managed to work out how to do the alarm on her cell phone. She'd had to ask one of the guys at work, because she wasn't very bright with technology. It didn't interest her that much.
But now it was set for every day, so everything was fine.
She sat up on the couch.
Only one more day to work, and then two days off. Hip hurray for weekends.
Rachel looked at a slip of paper at the coffee table. It was a note she'd made for herself last night. It reminded her of what she had to do. One quick skin at it, and she was ready to go back to sleep.
Why did she have so much planned anyway? She was pregnant. She was allowed to do nothing at all if she wished.
Though she knew that she couldn't, so she got off the couch and went in to wake up Emma.
But on her way there, her stomach turned, and she rushed into the bathroom.
--
Joey was looking at the papers to the apartment he'd bought.
Everything seemed right, but he'd have Chandler to look at it later. He was much better with stuff like that.
Joey really liked the place, and since he wanted to stay here in New York now it only seemed right to get his own. He couldn't stay at Chandler's mom's forever, and Chandler couldn't either.
Joey would tell him to come with him.
There were two rooms in the apartment, so one for Chandler would be perfect.
Just until he got his own.
It wasn't like Joey thought he'd ever need it.
Chandler would stay with him until he worked things out with Monica, and the whole Rachel/crush was over. He knew Chandler would get over it, and Monica would take him back if he really tried to make it up to her.
Joey knew they'd work things out.
They had to.
They were Monica and Chandler.
--
Ross was cursing silently, shaking his head hard.
What was wrong with him?
Why couldn't he just get up and walk?
Before he'd been stubborn, not wanting to do anything about it, but know he was even more stubborn, wanting to walk! He had to. At one way or another. He would just have to work his tail off, anything, to get Rachel to just talk to him.
He knew he had to.
He'd come to think of everything. All the stuff he and Rachel had been through. And finally he'd managed to get her. She had made the ultimate sacrifice for him, and then he was treating her this way!? He couldn't believe himself. It was so not Ross-ish.
He sighed and looked at the clock.
He had no idea when Rachel and Emma would come to the hospital, and he didn't even knew if they'd swing by, but he was hoping against all odds that they would.
Though he knew that most likely Rachel wouldn't even consider it.
He'd really screwed up.
Badly.
--
Rachel was (once again) playing Tetris on her computer, slightly annoyed with her boss.
When she got the job, she'd explained to him that kids wasn't it the near future. Not that it had mattered with the job, y'know, if she got it or not, but he'd liked to know.
And today she had told him that she was pregnant and that she in the near future was going on maternity leave.
He hadn't been what she would call angry, but he hadn't been happy either. Now he was going to have to find a temp. Rachel just hoped it wouldn't end like it had done with Gavin when she came back to work after having Emma.
He had been so annoying, though also really sweet.
Rachel glanced at the clock in her laptop and noticed that she could leave for lunch soon.
She didn't know why she didn't get fired. She didn't do much. She was either playing Tetris, having too long lunches or starring into space.
Well, when she finally did something, it was always good, so maybe that was why.
Suddenly her secretary came through the door.
"Yes?"
"There is a woman out here, who wants to talk to you."
"Who?"
"A Monica Geller?"
"Oh, Monica…" Rachel trailed off. The she decided to face her, "Send her in."
Her secretary nodded, and left the office. Two seconds later, Monica popped her head in.
"Hey…" Rachel said, softly, smiling brightly at her.
"Sorry for interrupting." Monica said, coming all the way in. She closed the door behind her.
"You should sit down." Rachel said, pointing at a chair by the window.
Monica sat down. She was nervously fidgeting wit her purse, something Rachel had rarely seen her do, so she was sure it was something huge Monica had come to talk about. And she was also sure she knew what it was…
"Hmm, I just thought you and I should talk some things through." She began, "I mean… Chandler told me why he left me. I'm sure he's told you too… right?"
Rachel nodded, "He did… Are you mad at me? Y'know, more than you were before?" she stifled a giggle.
Monica broke down her shy, nervous façade too, and giggled along with her, trying to make things less uncomfortable, "No… And I wasn't really mad at you before. Let's just say… I had issues"
"You didn't have issues!" Rachel said, "I guess I can see things from your side now. But Mon, you have to understand… Chandler and I didn't do anything behind your back. We're just friends. We had dinner everyday because I talked to him about Ross and I, and I think I was like his substitute for Joey. After he left."
Monica nodded, "Okay… But Rach? Now that, hmmf, that Chandler he has feelings for you… You're not gonna, like, sleep with him are you?"
Rachel had to laugh. She just had to, "No, Mon … ! Of course not!" she paused, "I would never do that to you…"
"So you haven't done anything?"
"No… Except though…" she thought of something.
Monica got worried, "What?"
"We… we did kiss." Rachel said.
"You kissed?"
"Yeah…" now it was Rachel's turn to fidget, "But we pulled away. I- I couldn't do it. He couldn't do it."
"Oh my God!" Monica said, "I can't believe you? You're my best friend!"
"And that's why I told you, Monica! You deserves the truth. I mean… I love you-"
"Don't!" Monica said, "I don't wanna hear anything from you. Phoebe was so right. I should just stay away from you. But no! Noooo, I had to go here because I couldn't imagine losing you, and what did I get? A slap in the face! Some best friend you are!"
"Monica, please?" Rachel pleaded, "We didn't do anything, because I love you too much to sleep with your husband. You and Chandler will work things out, believe me!"
"You know what?" Monica said, standing up, "I did. I did use to believe you. Since we were kids, but… Seems to me like you're not worth the pain."
She went for the door, but turned one last time to look at Rachel, "Thank you for telling me though. Now I know were Chandler stand."
Then she left.
Rachel sighed and sat down behind her desk again.
Why the hell did she have to open her big mouth?
--
Joey was practically moved into his new apartment by noon. He didn't have many things, he'd need to buy, but since the house was free, he could not see why he shouldn't just use it.
He told Chandler to step by later, and they'd have a couple of beers.
Yeah, it was gonna be good.
--
Rachel entered the hospital with Emma's hand in hers. She was having her first sonogram, and had promised to take Emma to go see Ross. She was excited to do both things, because frankly, she needed to see him, though she wouldn't admit it.
She told Emma to wait in the waiting area while she went to see doctor Long.
She entered the familiar room.
"Well, hello Rachel" doctor long smiled, "Nice to see you again. How are you?"
"I'm fine!" Rachel said, "You?"
"Just perfect. Glad to have my favourite patient back."
"Oh, you just keep quiet," Rachel laughed, "Like I don't know you say that to all your patients?"
Doctor Long laughed along with her, "Ah, you caught me!"
Rachel got herself ready and sat on the hospital bed. Doctor long did the machine.
"So," she said, "You are indeed pregnant, and from what I can see on this… More than two months along! How could you not have noticed?"
Rachel shrugged, "I don't know. Things have been crazy."
"Okay, but as far as I can see, everything is looking good. You are due in the end of June."
"That's wonderful!" Rachel smirked.
She did herself ready to go, but before she could leave, doctor Long said; "Say hi to Emma from me."
Rachel nodded, "Of course."
She went outside and took Emma's hand. Then they went to Ross' room, and knocked.
"Come in." they heard him say.
Rachel opened the door, to see Ross' surprised face.
"Hi…" she smiled.
"Uhm, hey Rach. Hey Emma!"
Emma rushed to her father and enveloped him in a big hug, "I missed you since yesterday, daddy!"
"I missed you too!"
Rachel sat down on the bed that Ross wasn't in, and watched the man she loved and their daughter.
"So, huh, how is everything going?" she then asked.
Ross shot her a smile, "Good. I've started training. Far from done, but it's moving forward."
"You've started training?" Rachel asked, surprised.
"Well, you yelling at me did the trick. I realized that you were right."
Rachel giggled, "I know."
"Plus," Ross said, "I have so much to get better to. You know, I have friends, and you… and, hmm, 3 kids, and…"
"Wait, what!?" Rachel exclaimed, "3 kids!?"
"I know that you're…" Ross said, pointing at her stomach.
Rachel lost her jaw, "No, I'm not!"
How did he know? She hadn't told anyone.
"Stop lying Rach, I know you are…"
"How?" she then just asked.
There was a light tap at her shoulder, and Rachel turned around to come face to face with her mother. What the hell was she doing here? "Mom?"
"Hello, Rachel." Sandra said.
"How-wha-at?" Rachel looked from Ross to her mom and to Ross again. Still confused, "How?"
"Next time you take a pregnancy test which turns out to be positive, and then tells me that it wasn't, you probably shouldn't leave it by the sink in my bathroom." She just said. Then she took Emma's hand and left the room.
Back was Ross and Rachel, looking at each other.
"So…" she began, "You know, huh?"
He nodded, "Yeah… She told me, your mom."
"I'll have to kill her sometime" Rachel said, half joking, half serious.
Ross chuckled.
They looked at each other again.
"But you know, just to tell you…" she paused, "I'm around two months along. Due in June. If you want to know."
"I do want to know." Ross said, "Rach… come here…" he reached out his hand for her to take.
She hesitated, but eventually took his hand, and let him pull her to his bed, "Ross, what are we gonna do?"
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"About this baby? We have to work something out, y'know? Are you getting a house nearby me, or should the both of us find an apartment in the city? No, Emma would have to trade schools…"
"Rachel!" Ross stopped her rambling, "Move…? What are you talking about? I think I should come back in the house"
"What!?" Rachel snapped, "Back? No!"
"Why not?"
Rachel stood up and pulled away from him, "No! Ross… you hurt me! I wont have you back."
"Why not?" he repeated.
"I told you. You hurt me." she said, going for the door, "I don't know how to be with you, Ross. Everything is different now. I- Monica and Chandler broke up. Because of me! How could we work past this?"
"We've worked past so many other things!" he said, standing up to make her stay. He could work, but unfortunately, Rachel could walk faster.
And that was what she did.
She ran from him, took Emma's hand from her mom, and rushed home.
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Chandler and Joey found some mattresses and set up bedroom in each a room in the new apartment. They'd borrow a few things from different people, especially Chandler's mom, and had decided to just move into the damn apartment.
No point of waiting, plus, Chandler's mom was returning from tour suddenly, leaving them with no place to stay.
Chandler knew he had to talk to both Monica and the kids soon.
Joey had told him what he needed to do, which was surprising since it used to be the other way around.
Maybe he could actually settle things with Monica, but before he could do that, he knew he'd have to talk things through with Rachel.
Maybe what he had with her, wasn't feelings of love? Maybe it was just something else.
Maybe it hadn't been necessary to ruin his family? Ruin his life.
Who said he couldn't fall back in love with Monica?
He knew he could.
She just had to want it too, which would be surprising if she did, since he hadn't treated her very well.
--
Dinner with her sisters was tarring.
Jill and Amy was like they'd always been. They did what they did best.
Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk. Talk.
TALK!
Rachel just digged her food, listening to Amy tell about this boyfriend she had. He was rich (of course) and apparently he wasn't married, so this could turn out great.
Then suddenly, the conversation took an unexpected turn, when they asked her how things was going with Ross.
"Uhm…" she trailed off, "Same old stuff."
"You haven't gotten back together with him yet, have you?" Amy asked.
"Nah…" Rachel trailed off, thinking about the stuff he'd said earlier. He wanted to get back together and work things out.
"Rachel…" Jill reached across the table and took her sisters hand, "I know you love him, you always have. Why don't you just forgive whatever it is that he's done? You're never gonna be happy without him, are you?"
Rachel looked at Jill with tears in her eyes, and realized that it was true.
She was never gonna be happy without him.
I don't know what's wrong with me lately, this story is so boring. I hate to write it, which means that I'll be ending it as soon as possible. Originally I had so many thoughts about it, but it wasn't in my plans to stop liking writing it. I'm gonna deal with the main things, which have to be settled, and then end it. If I hadn't gotten tired of it, I would go much deeper with their feelings, and how to work things out, but I just… cant… I have other ideas for Friends fics though, but I'll see where it leads. Now I'm also starting writing on my High School Musical fic, and that one is going good. Anyway, I'm sorry about this lousy chapter, and sorry that I cant go deep enough with everything. Remember to review me. Thanks ;p