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We've Had Our Story…
- But What Happened Then?
Chapter 31.
Not Well
"Wow, will you look at him?" Rachel asked, standing over the crib, looking at Claude.
Ross slipped his arms around her, "He is gorgeous." he said, "And he is really ours."
"Yeah…" Rachel sighed. She turned around to look at her Ross, "Thank you for doing this with me. we're too old to do it, technically, but we had to."
"I understand." Ross said, "But it's gonna be good. And if it is a problem, we'll just make him call us grandma and grandpa."
Rachel giggled, "I love you, Ross."
"I love you too."
"Hmm…" Rachel said, not knowing how to begin, "Did I ever really tell you how much I appreciate you taking me and Gracie in and all that?"
"I think you've mentioned it." Ross said, "A couple of thousands times."
"Haha, Mr. Funny-pants, I mean it. I wouldn't be this happy today haven't it been for you. Thank you."
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"I think we should tell our parents now." Sophie said.
"You do?" Matthew asked, "Why? Didn't you want them to find out by themselves?"
"Nah," Sophie shook her head, "Rachel mentioned something to me about my mom saying she felt like three of us were pregnant. And since it wasn't Sandy, she wanted to know if it might be Emma or Gracie. And then I asked Emma, and she is pregnant again. For sure. But that is only two, so before they start talking to Sandy or Grace about it, we better tell them?"
"You are so considering, Mrs. Lewis."
"Uh-uh!"
"Pardon, Hannigan-Lewis."
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"So, Mr. and Mrs. Bing, we're ready for you." the doctor smiled.
Emma excitedly grabbed Jack's hand and they went into their sonogram.
The doctor ran the machine over her stomach, but then turned to look at them.
"I have a surprise for you two." she said, "You want to know the sex of the baby?"
"Yeah, don't we Jack?" Emma asked.
"Hmm, yes." Jack said, "That way I'll be more ready…"
"Okay then." the doctor smiled, "You are having twin boys!"
"What!?" Emma exclaimed.
"Congratulations!"
"Wow," Emma said, "Twins."
"How can we have twins?" Jack said, "That's impossible!?"
"Are twins in your family?" the doctor asked.
"He's a twin himself." Emma said, padding his hand to calm him down, "We'll be okay. Thank you doctor."
"My pleasure."
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"So…" Phoebe starred at her in shock, "You're the one who's pregnant? I thought the third one was Shelly?"
"Well…" Sophie trailed off, "I don't know if Shelly is pregnant too, but I am."
"How far along are you?" Mike senior asked.
"5-6 months!"
"What!?" Phoebe exclaimed, "How have we not noticed that?"
"We haven't spend so much time together, and I'm wearing loose clothes." Sophie said.
"We're having our second grandchild." Mike said, "Wow…"
"Yeah…" Phoebe trailed off, "Wow…"
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"Mike, Mike, Mike!" Sandra squealed, slamming the phone into the table, "The producers called! Your song is amazing! People are loving it! They want you guys to write more songs and come down there. Maybe they can set a record deal, you know, with a band to help you or something."
"What?" Mike asked.
"Yeah, and they wanted to know if you could sing a little bit." Sandra continued, "Because they want you and Gracie to write some sort of duet."
"Really?" Mike tried, "I don't think I can."
"Well, you'll have to learn." Sandra smiled, "God, this is so exciting!"
"Should I call Gracie?" Mike said.
"Yeah, she'll be so happy!"
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"Ben can I ask you something?" Shelly asked.
"You already did." Ben smiled, "But you can ask me again if you want?"
"Thank you, I'm so honoured." Shelly said, wrinkling her nose, "Anyway, me and Erica had a disagreement the other day. We couldn't figure out what the difference between a horror movie and a thriller is."
"Hmm?" Ben seemed to ponder over the question, "I think a horror movie is where you see a lot of blood and people get killed, and a thriller is where they use the mental things to make something scary. Like… that, but I'm not sure."
"Okay." Shelly said, "Maybe I should look it up in a dictionary."
"You do that honey."
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"Honey, are you okay?" Joey asked, looking at his wife, who was pale and covered in sweat.
"Yeah, I'm just not feeling well." Alex said, "I seriously think I should go to the hospital."
"Shall I take you there?" Joey asked, worried.
"Yes please." Alex said.
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"So, you don't think we'll have kids, ever?" JJ asked.
"No." Gracie just said.
"But why?"
"I don't want them to get my disease, and if I don't pass anything on, diabetes will be out of our family."
"What if Claude has it?" JJ asked.
"Oh my God!" Shelly realized, "What if he has? It'll absolutely kill my mom."
JJ shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe one kid?"
"Okay." Gracie said, looking at him, "I'll think about it, okay? Think about it – nothing is decided yet."
"Thank you!"
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"Can you believe that both of our kids are expecting?" Monica said, handing Chandler his coffee, "Isn't it just great?"
"It's really great." Chandler said, "Erica and Andrew looked happy when they left. she did the right thing by forgiving him."
"Hmm." Monica said, "She'll thank Rach someday."
"Yeah." Chandler said.
They sat in silence for awhile until the phone rang.
"Bing resident?"
"It's Joey!"
"Oh hi Joey!" Monica smiled, "What's up?"
"You have to come to the hospital. Something is seriously wrong with Alex."
Okay, I'll cut here. Only a few more chapters and I'll end this, 'cause it's getting so damn boring, there's nothing left to write for me, so unles someone has a great idea... we'll say goodbye to the guys soon. Please review. Thanks, Stessa.