Hey, thanks for all the wonderful reviews you guys give me. I'm sorry to disappoint you be ending this, but I will promise and still wrap it up, and not just stop. I hate stories which aren't finished, so I'll do everything to finish this one :p Maybe there'll just be longer between the chapters, since I have no inspiration for this story. I mean, I know what's gonna happen, but I can't get myself to write it… Anyway, on with the story… I just changed a few things after a pointer I got from my friend, soo. Others have mentioned it too ..
Disclaimer; I don't own Friends.
What Love Can Do
Chapter 15.
Rachel groaned and slapped her pillow over her face.
She was so tired!
She had so many plans for the day (well, at least she was sure it was many).
She had to ring Chandler. She wouldn't go out with him and the kids, because if Monica found out she'd kill her more than what she already deserved.
She didn't want to get between Monica and Chandler.
She wanted them to work things out. As soon as possible.
And she had to talk things through with Ross.
Really, really important.
She hated how she left things with Ross yesterday. Maybe there actually was a point in what he said (as well as what everybody else said), maybe they should just move back in together, and have the baby?
They could be a family.
But…
She still couldn't forget how he hurt her. How he pushed her away, and she never knew why. The doctors had told her that some patients tended to feel too bad for themselves, and Ross had apparently been one of them.
She hated it.
She pushed her pillow aside and sat up in the sofa. She could hear Emma's TV go, so that meant that her precious angel was up. She stood up and went to make some breakfast. Along the way, she grabbed her phone and dialled Chandler's number.
It took long for him to answer. "Yeah?"
"Hi, it's me, Rachel…" she trailed off.
"Yeah, I kinda got that by your name flashing across my screen." He said, "What's up?"
"Hmm, I just wanted to talk about this weekend."
"Yeah…" Chandler said, "You wanted to take the kids to McDonald's, right?"
"Yeah, but I thought we should cancel it."
"Cancel? Why!?"
"Because it's not good, Chandler." Rachel said, "Everything is too messed up! Monica hates me, and I really think you should make things work with her. I hate seeing both of you like this. So, you made a mistake, maybe she can forgive you?"
"But…"
"No buts, Chandler." She cut him off, "You need to listen to me. Talk to her. Ask her out. Bring back the magic. Go away for awhile, anything to make it work!"
"I don't know…."
"Don't you love her?"
"I do," Chandler said, "I really do love her, but I love you too…"
"I know" Rachel said, "And I love you, I just don't think we love each other the way we should. We don't love each other enough to be together." She paused and thought of something, "Think about this; if you had to die for someone, give your life to save someone, - and you cant pick you kids – who would you choose?"
There was a long silence in the other end of the phone, until he finally spoke; "….Monica…"
"See." Rachel just said, and then she hung up.
--
"She is pregnant!?" Phoebe exclaimed, "No way!"
"She is." Ross nodded, "Two months along… It's unbelievable. I'm gonna be a father again."
"Too bad you ain't together." Phoebe mused.
"Well…" Ross trailed off, "That's actually why I wanted to talk to you so badly on an early Saturday morning… I need your help?"
"My help?" Phoebe questioned, "To what?"
"I need to get to Westchester. I need to talk to Rachel. To prove to her that I love her, and that I only want her. I cant drive myself, so I need you to come. You need to convince the doctors that nothing bad will happen."
"Shouldn't you be able to go home soon, anyway?"
"Yeah, I should. It's just… I have nowhere to go."
"Oh"
"But if I make up with Rachel I have."
"I see." Phoebe smiled.
"So… You wanna help?"
Phoebe shot him a mysterious smile, "Of course, goofus!"
--
"So, this seems like you've made a pretty nice room here." Joey said, looking around in Chandler's temporary room.
"Yeah, I'm gonna stay here for awhile after all, so I might as well do something about it." Chandler said.
"Are you gonna call Monica?" Joey asked, quickly changing the subject.
"Yeah…" Chandler trailed off, "I was gonna do that after you left the room."
"Oh!" Joey turned around and went for the door, "Good luck!"
--
Monica kept looking at her cell, with Chandler's name flashing across it. She couldn't decide if she should pick up or not. After learning that he'd kissed Rachel, she wasn't even sure she wanted to talk to him.
She pondered for while, the phone was still ringing.
He wouldn't give up!
Then she decided that she'd have to talk to him eventually, so might as well get it over with. She picked up the phone, "Monica here."
"Mon?" he sounded relieved, "I thought you weren't gonna pick up."
"I wasn't." she coldly said, "But I thought that that was immature, soo… What do you want?"
"I wanted to just talk to you." Chandler said.
"Hmm?"
"I mean, I know I said I didn't love you anymore Mon, but I didn't mean it like that… I meant that…"
"You weren't in love with me anymore." She finished, "I know!"
"But after leaving I thought that it may have been a little rushed." Chandler told her, "Maybe we could have worked it out. If we wanted to. We could go away together for awhile. Just the two of us. Leave the kids with Phoebe or your parents? How about that? I love you Mon…"
"I don't know…" Monica trailed off, biting her lip. The thought was really tempting, "But… You kissed Rachel!?"
That was still the main problem.
"Oh…" Chandler's voice dropped, "You know?"
"Rachel told me yesterday." Monica said, "I appreciate that she did it, but you … I think I finally know how Rachel felt back with Ross and Chloe and the hole break thing. This is just worse."
"How is this worse?"
"You're my husband and she's my best friend!" Monica shrieked.
"I'm sorry, Monica." Chandler said, "But… Could you at least think about it?"
Monica was quiet for awhile, "Sure…" she mumbled, and then she hang up.
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Rachel was cooking dinner, when she suddenly heard a high sound coming from the street.
She looked up, surprised.
Emma rushed into the kitchen, "Someone is outside!" she squealed.
Rachel followed her into the living room, and looked out the window.
She was surprised to find Ross out there. He was walking back and forth in front of her house, obviously showing her he could walk.
She grinned from ear to ear when she realized that he was playing music from a ghetto blaster too.
With or without you…With or without you…
I cant live..
With or without you…
She actually got a tear in her eye when he started singing along.
No, she told herself, be strong.
"It's daddy!" Emma laughed, and then she opened up the window, "Daddy! What are you doing? Why are you singing!?"
"I'm trying to talk to your mother, Ems!" Ross yelled back, "Could you come outside, Rachel?"
Rachel shook her head.
"Come on?" Ross asked, "You don't want me to come in and get you, do you?"
Rachel shook her head again, and Emma turned around and shot her a begging look.
She sighed and went outside. She stopped on the front yard. "What do you want, Ross?" she yelled over the music.
"I want you!" he said, "I want us to be a family! The baby in your tummy is mine, and I love you!"
She grinned, "I know! But we'll just end up arguing again!?"
"No, we wont!" he said, coming towards her, "Because I'll do anything to make you happy. My life is nothing without you, Emma and the baby. Cant you see?"
"But-"
"I'm sorry I hurt you…" he said, taking her hand, "Can you forgive me?"
Rachel sighed.
If she was younger. If life was still long, and she hadn't been so damn in love with him, she could have easily brushed him off.
But things wasn't like that.
She was turning 40 soon. She was pregnant. She was in love with him.
She loved him!
"I think…" she paused, "That we could work things out!"
Ross got a huge smile on his face, but then he leaned in and kissed her.
She was taken aback for a second, but quickly enjoyed the familiarity of his kiss. She kissed him back.
He pulled away an leaned his forehead against hers, "I really love you Rach."
"I love you too." She said, "And let's make the best of this."
"We just need to sort some things out with Monica and Chandler."
She nodded, "I need to go see Chandler . And Monica. Hmm, you shouldn't expect me to be alive after that."
Ross chuckled, "If things come to worst, we'll just leave the city…"
Rachel froze.
Now that, was an option.
"Yeah…" she trailed off.
They could start over.
Sorry about the short chapter, but I wanted to keep my usual style. I've been writing a chapter for each day practically this hole story, and I want to finish like that too. The next chapter will be Sunday, and probably as short too. The there should be Monday, and hmm, one or two more chapters after that. I think ;p Please leave me a review, and I'm sorry about this crappy chapter. Couldn't do it better, bye-bye.