Rachel tore through the doorway and threw her purse on the couch. Monica was busily reading her PEOPLE Magazine. The purse almost hit her , causing her to yell. "HEY! Watch it!" Out of breath, Rachel paused to apologize. "Sorry. ..your brother…our anniversary." She said as she caught her breath. Rachel walked over to the white couch and picked up her handbag. Retreating to her room, she opened the closet door and started to go through her wardrobe. She scrutinized each piece, hoping that she would be able to find the perfect outfit to wear. One by one, she sorted through her dresses. When she came to her mint green gown, a smile came to her face. She had very fond memories of the last time she wore that dress. It all started out with Rachel getting mad at Ross' impatience. She childishly told him she wouldn't go to his stupid museum benefit. Desperate to be supported by the woman he loved on this his big night,he proved his love by starting to drink a large glass of chicken fat. She stopped him and then they kissed. Finally she was ready, a vision of loveliness that was only described by him by one word. "Wow." The banquet was followed by one of the most passionate nights they had ever experienced. Rachel was happy with her decision and proceeded to get ready for her date. Monica curiously wandered into the room.

"I'm glad you are taking a break from work. I know Ross has not been happy with the way things have been since you started at Bloomingdales. He feels like you have forgotten him." Monica said sincerely.

Rachel turned to her as she put on her diamond earrings. "There is one thing that Ross is going to have to realize. Both of us have this tendency to put our careers ahead of our personal lives. I have just realized that I have been ignoring my boyfriend and I don't want to neglect him anymore. He is the best thing that has ever happened to me and I don't want to lose him." Monica gave her a sweet look and then proceeded to hug her. This brought a lot of joy to Monica. As kids, her and her brother were rivals and routinely tortured each other. As adults, she only wanted the best for him and she knew the best for him was Rachel. The moment was broken when the phone rang. Monica ran to get it. Her smile went to a look of disgust as she handed it to Rachel. "It's Mark."

Mark calculated each word that he said carefully. He had set his sights on Rachel ever since he found out that her and Ross were having problems. Ross had been suspicious of Mark and his motives for getting Rachel the job. All he figured he had to do was show Ross as the distrusting boyfriend to Rachel and he could make his move. "I just wanted to wish you guys a happy anniversary." He said sweetly. "Hope I didn't disturb you."

"Nope, getting ready. Can't talk Mark , so I'll talk to you later." Rachel handed the phone back to Monica . She looked at herself one last time in the mirror. "Ready." She whispered to herself.

Monica put back the phone. Ross stood outside the door before he went in the apartment. His hands were so full of nervous sweat that the bouquet of lilies he carried were moist. He took a breath and walked into the girls living room. "Rach, are you ready?" he said as he stood waiting for her. Ross became silent as he gazed at her. Rachel couldn't help but eye the way her boyfriend looked as well. He had on a dark black suit with a blue shirt and tie. His dark hair was combed nicely, not the usual gelled mess.

"My you look handsome , Dr. Geller." She smiled as she put her arms around his neck and started to kiss him. "Happy Anniversary." Monica stood helplessly as the lovers kissed. She did not feel good at all. She actually was starting to feel sick.

"Honey, we've got reservations at eight and a lot of other things to do tonight." Ross took Rachel by the hand and let her out the door. Rachel called don't wait up as she grabbed her wrap and walked out the door. Monica looked forlorn as she closed her apartment door. She looked at her refrigerator and pondered its contents. Yes it definitely was a high fat, high calorie kind of night.

Chandler walked in the door after he saw Rachel leave. He was the only one who knew what Ross had planned for tonight. He did have a soft spot for Monica . He knew that when Rachel got home , there would be good wishes and congratulations for the couple. Monica had just come out of the hardest break up in her life. She had just broken up with Richard Burke, a doctor who was 21 years older than her. They had just both decided to break up after he said that he did not want children. This was the one thing that Monica considered a deal breaker. She had always wanted to be a mother, and she had felt strongly about it ever since Ben was born. Chandler himself had just gotten through a bad break up. He had finally decided that the love of his life was Janice. But when he had told her how he felt, she turned around and went back to her ex husband. He was going to fight for her, but remembering how his parents marriage broke up, he didn't want to be the cause of wrecking another home.

"Thought you and Joey were going to some club. Where this copy girl hangs out." Monica said.

"Nah, Joey wanted a threesome with her and threesomes aren't my thing." Chandler shrugged. "I think I get enough rejection."

"You are welcome to stay here. Hope you don't mind pot luck. I really don't feel like cooking tonight." Monica said as she pulled the gallon of ice cream from the freezer.

"I really don't understand that. You only cook for a living." Chandler could sense there was something wrong. He really couldn't put his finger on it. But he could be the good friend and get her mind off of whatever it was. He pulled out his wallet and smiled. "Pizza 's on me and maybe I will actually get a slice of it this time." Monica grinned at him.

"Maybe a movie too. How about the Pallbearer?" Chandler suggested as he looked through her collection.

"Sounds depressing and that Tom guy looks too much like Ross." She grimaced.

Chandler looked further. "How about Scream then? That Gale Weathers chick is kind of hot." Monica plopped down on the couch as Chandler put in the video. "Yeah, it's one of my favorite scary movies." Monica pulled the afghan around her and drank her beer.

The music in the movie got louder as the girl was being chased by the guy in the mask. His hideous mask glowed as the black cloth around him dragged on the ground. The young girl was shown that her boyfriend had been stabbed many times and gutted by the killer. Monica began to pull the afghan over her eyes and lean toward Chandler. He felt her arms around his waist as she moved closer to him. Her body was trembling with fear as she watched the movie. He took his arms and began to pull her closer to him. She looked deep into his blue eyes. There was definitely something happening .