I've decided to continue this story because I love the idea of Joey and Phoebe!

Disclaimer: All Friends characters belong to Bright, Kauffman, and Crane.

Rating: PG

Summary: I see her everyday with him. They're soul mates, they fit together. So where do I belong?

"… I always knew you guys were soul mates."

When I heard him say that I knew that there was no chance of the two of us. I would never feel his lips against mine. I would never get to hear him tell me he loved as more than a friend. My eyes filled with tears as I wrapped my arms around him- maybe for the last time.

I wished it could've lasted forever but Mike showed up to take me out to celebrate. I gave him one last hug and silently told him that I loved him and walked away with my fiancé.

What was I doing? Why did I say yes to Mike? I didn't love him. I loved Joey. But Joey didn't love me. After all he was the one who set us up. He said so himself, that me and Mike are soul mates. Joey could never feel that way about me. He could have any girl he wanted. So why would he want me?

I knew Joey was what I wanted. I had known that ever since that night a few years ago.

I had run into Joey and Rachel's apartment looking for Rachel. But instead of her, Joey was there. I didn't mean to tell him but it all just came rushing out.

"Pheebs? What's wrong? Is everything okay?" His brown eyes looked at me concerned.

I knew right there, that I could trust him. "Joey, I think I'm pregnant." He didn't need to say anything, he just held me in his arms.

"Pheebs?" he whispered in my ear. "You know I'll be there for you and the baby right? I'll do anything to help. You can move in here so I can help you with the baby."

"Joey, you can't kick Rachel out."

"She'd understand! Her and Ross have been talking a lot lately about moving in together. They just need a little push." I looked at Joey and suddenly saw him in a whole new light. His face was so handsome and filled with concern. I wanted to kiss him so badly but I managed to hold back when Mike's face flashed into my mind.

"I need to tell Mike." I stammered. Joey's face suddenly changed, it flashed with pain. But as quickly as it changed it changed back.

"Pheebs, just remember I'll be here for you no matter what."

It turned out to be a false alarm. But Joey's promise still burned in my memory. I knew that I had fallen in love with Joey.

Now here I was, 3 years later. I was engaged to a man I didn't love and the man I did love was probably with some other woman. I would've killed to be that woman.

I wanted Joey. I needed to feel his lips. I needed to feel him next to me. I needed Joey. He was the only person who could always make me laugh. He could cheer me up when I was sad. Joey and Phoebe. Our names sounded so perfect together. Phoebe Tribbiani. It sounded so much better then Phoebe Hannigan. We were the perfect couple. But Joey didn't see me like that. I was just his hippie best friend. But I knew we were more then best friends. We were lobsters. Made for each other. I knew what I had to do.

"Phoebe? You've been awfully quite. Is everything okay?" My fiancé looked at me slightly concerned.

"Um yah I'm fine except I left something in Joey's apartment. I'll be right back."

"Okay, I'll meet you at the restaurant." I started heading towards Joey's apartment. I had no idea what I was doing. Before I knew it I was at Joey's door. So I just knocked. Joey opened the door, his face was tear stained.

I didn't even wait to ask him why he was crying. I just did something I had wanted to do for 3 years. I kissed him.