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Ross smiled to himself as he watched his best friend and sister kiss for the first time as husband and wife. It had taken him awhile at first, but he could now see how much the two loved each other and his heart just swelled with happiness for them, but there was just one person who he could not take his off of. Standing just a few feet away from him was Rachel. She too had a beaming smile plastered on her face, but he saw her stealing a few glances at him. Nearly 2 months had passed since they had found out that they were expecting and at 3 months pregnant she had managed to captivate all of his attention.
Since her stomach was starting to really take form she and Monica had decided on a flattering periwinkle blue dress. Her hair had been swept up into a neat bun with a few strands to frame her face and a pregnancy glow was definitely present and Ross could not take his eyes off her. It had been an interesting ceremony since she was maid of honor and he was the best man. The look on his face had been priceless when they had walked down the isle together, but he could not help it. With every passing day he fell more in love with her. He watched as Rachel glanced at him once again and they both shared a smile.
An hour later at the reception Rachel sat a table and watched as the bride and groom danced with each other, completely oblivious to everyone else but each other.
"Here's your water," Ross said as he handed her a cup and took a seat next to her.
"Thanks."
They both took a sip from their drinks and watched as Chandler twirled Monica. He whispered in her ear and Monica let out a loud chuckle. They kissed once again and Ross and Rachel both smiled when they saw the look of love and devotion apparent in their eyes.
Ross stole a quick glance at Rachel and fell into a dream like state. He could never forgive himself for screwing up their chances of being together and every night he went to sleep it bothered him tremendously. It had taken just a few seconds to almost completely demolish their lifelong friendship, but in his mind he would never stop picturing her a just his friend that was having their child. She would always be the woman who would have his heart.
"They look so happy," Rachel whispered and they both watched as the newlyweds moved across the dance floor.
"I know," he agreed. He rubbed his hands together nervously as he stood up." You want to dance," he asked nervously. She gave him a small smile and took his hand as he lead them towards the other couples. He looked at her
hesitantly as he moved a hand near her waist. Rachel immediately settled herself in his arms and rest her head against his chest while Ross savored the moment as long as he could.
"You look so beautiful Rach." She blushed at this and buried her face in his shoulder, amazed that he still thought she was beautiful even though she had put on some weight.
"That means a lot coming from you." She smiled when she felt him kiss her forehead and her grip on him became even tighter.
"I mean it. You look gorgeous."
"So I don't look fat," she asked. At this he shook his head before moving a hand to her stomach and resting his on top of hers.
"You're having our baby. You could never look anything less than beautiful." They swayed to the music and held each other for the remainder of the song when it changed and a smile crept onto both of their faces when they heard the familiar lyrics
See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I wait for you…
"Ross it's our song." They continued to sway to the music and Rachel was surprised when he started to whisper along with the song.
"I can't believe you remember the lyrics." It had been many years since she had listened to the song since her prom night.
"Well we did dance to at prom."
"Oh yeah. You looked so cute in your tuxedo," she teased.
"And I don't now?"
"Well you look very handsome now," she said smoothing out his hair. She gave him another smile and rest her head on back his shoulder. They stayed attached to the hip for the remainder of the song and when it was over they reluctantly broke apart and walked towards their table when their ears were greeted to a loud growl. Ross looked over at Rachel and gave her a questionably look while her face turned pink with embarrassment and she covered her face.
"Oh my gosh that was so embarrassing. Ross stop laughing," she scolded as she hit his chest. He walked her to their table and left to get her food and as soon as he's gone Monica takes his seat
"Are you having a good time? I don't want people say this was a boring reception…"
"Oh no it's great Monica. I'm just a little tired," Rachel admitted. At this Monica smiled as she took a glance at Rachel's stomach.
"Hang in there. You only have six months to go." At this Rachel gave her a weak smile and shook her head.
"Yeah, but I'm not going to be able to fit into anything. I was already struggling with this," Rachel said as she gestured to the stretching material of her dress. "But enough about that, how does it feel to be Mrs. Bing." At this Monica beamed with pride and took another look at her wedding band.
"It's weird. I don't feel like I'm married. Maybe I'm still in shock that I'm actually someone's wife."
Rachel eyes welled with tears as she watched Monica's face light up with excitement as she pulled her in for a hug.
"I'm so happy for you. Ross is too."
"Well that's good. When we we were standing at the altar I thought he would hit Chandler or something." Rachel felt herself become more emotional as a few more tears escaped her eyes. Monica's expression softened as she pulled Rachel in for another hug.
"Aww Rach you don't have to cry."
"It's not that… it's just these damn pregnancy hormones. I've been having mood swings the last week," she said as she wiped her eyes.
"My poor brother," Monica laughed. At this both women glanced over at the man in question who was at the buffet table and the saw Ross pat Chandler on the back.
"Are you excited for your honeymoon?"
"Yup. One week in Italy, but as soon as we get back we can go shopping for the baby. How has my niece or nephew been?"
"Great. Everything is going perfect so far," Rachel smiled.
"And your not freaking a out? If I were you I would be terrified."
"Well we both were at first, but it's gotten better. Ross has been talking nonstop about baby names and what color to paint for the nursery and everything."
When do you find out the sex?"
"It should be around Valentines day. So it won't be too long." Rachel tore her attention away from Monica and to Ross who has spilled something. Rachel chuckled and when he spotted her laughing he shook his his head and smiled.
"I swear he can't go 5 minutes without knocking something over. You better hope that kid doesn't get his clumsiness. He always got himself into trouble when we were younger."
"Oh yeah I remember. That's why my father doesn't like him. He knocked over some expensive vase and he's hated him ever since."
"Rach what did he say when you told him you were pregnant?"
At this question Rachel frowned. When she had told her father that she was expecting, he had been the opposite of happy.
"He didn't take the news well at all Monica. He starting yelling that I'm too selfish and irresponsible to take care of a baby. He went ballistic when I told him Ross was the father so I hung up on him. We haven't takes since," she finished sadly.
"I'm sorry Rach," Monica said as she gave her a sympathetic look.
"My mom took the news better, but I think everything will turn out fine in the end. Besides your parents have been really supportive. Your mom was so happy was so happy when Ross told her."
"Well it makes sense. She adores you and she adores Ross so it's the perfect combination. But I still think she wishes you two were together. She said you guys would be perfect for each other."
"Hmm yeah," Rachel said to herself. She watched Ross make his way back and she felt herself become flustered.
"The way he looks at you Rachel, it's obvious that he's in love. He couldn't stop staring when we were at the altar. I just wish you knew how much he adores you."
"I adore him too Mon."
"Then why won't you…"
"Because our friendship means everything to me and I'm not going to let anything ruin it."
"So you're telling me that you don't want to be with him because you're scared it wouldn't work out."
"It's not just that Mon. We've been best friends since we were both little kids and we're having a baby and I couldn't risk losing him. Not for anything."
"So you would rather see him marry him someone else? Is that what you want? Because I bet his girlfriend or wife is going to end up being your kid's step-mom."
"You know I don't want that." Rachel watched as Ross dropped something else, but she did not smile.
"That's what's going to happen Rach. He loves you, but if you don't do anything about it then someone else is going to come and steal him away. Just like Emily almost did." Monica gave her a pat on the back and left to go engage in a conversation with a few relatives. Rachel thought about Monica's words before looking up when she saw Ross carrying two plates of food and she couldn't help but smile.
"I got you a sample of everything. If you don't like any of this then I can go get you something else… Rach what's wrong? Is it the baby," he asked in a worried voice. He face paled when she didn't speak and she felt bad for giving him a scare.
"Nothing's wrong. The baby is fine," she said in a reassuring voice, but he was still not satisfied.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm perfect." He noticed the sullen expression on her face right away and had took her hand.
"Rach what's wrong because I…"
"Dance with me," she blurted out. He looked at her, confused, but she grabbed his hand and lead them back to the dance floor before he could say anything to object. Just like before she rest her head on his shoulder as they swayed to the music.
"I thought you were hungry," he whispered in her ear, sending chills through her body. She sighed to herself at the affect he still had on her. Why was it that everything he did was sexy?
"No I just want to be with you, in your arms," she said softly.
Ross accepted her answer and moved his hand back to her waist and smiled when he felt her wrap her arms around his neck. He kissed her forehead and they stayed in each other's arms for the rest of the night.
By the way the song I used is With or Without You by U2