Chapter 14 – It's Nice to See You
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Patricia smiled as she took in a deep breath, inhaling London's air. It was the first time she'd ever been to London and she always wanted to go, now she was here and she felt so free and safe from her past in America. The teen was waiting outside the airport with Judy Gellar while Jack got some information.
Patricia travelled with the Geller's because her mother supposedly had a very important meeting of some kind and her Dad and brother became sick so they decided not to come.
"Zip up your jacket, sweetie." Judy said softly as she felt the wind get colder. "You don't want to catch a cold."
The brunette nodded and zipped up her pink Abercrombie & Fitch hoodie. "Where are we going first?"
"To the hotel and we'll check in." Judy replied. "Monica said you'd be sharing a room with her."
"Ok." Patricia replied and smiled widely.
"The information people said that we don't need a taxi." Jack said when he came back and he was holding a plastic bag. "The hotel is only a small walk."
"Right and what's with the bag?" The teen asked and pointed to the bag.
"Oh this?" Jack replied and held the bag up. "I bought loads of candy, or should I say sweets, and I got loads of sodas or should I say fizzy drinks, for you Patricia."
"Oh thank you!" Patricia said and hugged the man. He gave her the plastic bag and she peeped inside to see a lot of sweets and drinks to last for a month or longer. "Why did you buy me all this?"
"So when you are sightseeing and stuff you won't have to keep buying candy and drinks." He replied as he took hold of the handle of his suitcase. "Let's go!"
"Judy, would you like me to take one of your bags?" The teen asked as she started to wheel her suitcase behind her.
"That's ok dear, I'll manage." Judy said ad smiled gratefully and thought to herself, how a mother can treat a wonderful child so badly will always be a mystery to me.
The walk was great for Patricia. It gave her a great feeling of freedom in her mind, body and soul and she never had that feeling for a while now. The brunette loved the wonderful sight of London and couldn't wait to explore it properly before the wedding which she was excited for. They reach the London Marriott in a mere five minutes and the admired it from the outside first.
Patricia and her two guardians walked through the automatic doors and into a beautiful lobby that looked so stylish and classy. The lobby had a reception desk with three receptionists who looked really friendly. It had a nice cosy feel which was probably from the fireplace and all the coaches and arm chairs. It had everything a lobby needed.
"Wow, ain't this stylish." Judy said as she admired every little detail.
The teen gasped and looked up at a big diamond chandelier hanging from the roof. "It's really nice."
Something caught the girl's eye. Something, or someone on the couch over by the fire place and she gasped again. There on that couch was Chandler Bing, Joey Tribbiani, Ross Geller and Monica Geller. She slowly walked over to behind Joey, placing a finger on her lips signalling to the others to keep quiet.
Patricia placed her hands on Joey's shoulders suddenly making the actor jump and shrieks like a little girl. The others burst out laughing and Joey turned around.
"Haha I knew it was you….." Joey said felling his cheeks turn red from embarrassment.
"Sure!" The teen replied sarcastically making the Italian-American pout cutely. She gave him a tight hug making his pout turn into a smile.
"Chandler, much?" Joey muttered.
"Hmm could I be any more like Chandler?" Patricia said laughing at the end of the sentence.
Chandler pulled the girl down on the couch and tickled her making her giggle like crazy. "Revenge!"
"Hehe….Chandler…stop it! Cut….it out!" The teen said in between giggles.
"No! I won't surrender!" The funny guy replied and continued to tickle his 'little sister'.
"Rape!" Patricia repeated five times earning a few people in the lobby who didn't know them look at Chandler. Chandler stopped suddenly and let her go.
"Really the rape card?" Chandler asked as he hugged the fourteen year old.
"Y'know you wouldn't have it any other way." The brunette told him.
"Patricia I missed you so much!" Monica cried and held her arms out widely for a hug.
"I've missed you too Mon!" Patricia admitted and ran into her Godmother's arms hugging her tightly.
"It's not the same without you." The older brunette said and rubbed the girl's back.
"Ditto." Patricia replied and turned her head to look are Ross.
"Trish-ie!" The palaeontologist called out and Patricia ran over to him hugging him tightly.
"I've missed you too Ross!" The brunette admitted and after the hug she sat down beside Chandler who was sitting on the couch that was directly in front of a coffee table which was in front of a blazing fire. "It's so nice to see you guys again, although I do miss Phoebe and Rachel."
Monica started to route in her handbag at the mention of Phoebe and Rachel. The chef pulled out a piece of paper and a piece of card. "Phoebe wrote you a song and Rachel got you a voucher for a shop called…." Monica looked at the voucher again. "Primark that's here in London."
"I better call them later and thank them." Patricia said and glanced over the song Phoebe wrote that made her heart swell. She carefully folded it and placed it safely into her handbag along with voucher that Rachel got her.
"Come on Trish let's get you unpacked." Monica suggested and stood up from her seat. "You guys can help too."
"No they can't." Chandler, Joey, Ross and Patricia said quickly and firmly.
"Come on! We're all adults here." The high maintenance woman stated.
"Ksh, yeah." Patricia replied and pointed back at the three boys. "I don't think so."
"She's right you know." The three musketeers said.
"Ok. Come on." Monica said and she and Patricia went up to their bedroom.
Monica opened the door the hotel room and the teen gasped loudly. She looked around the beautiful room that looked so posh and clean. She looked around and examined the whole bedroom.
"This isn't just Health Department clean it's Patricia clean!" Monica heard Patricia say from the bathroom.
The older girl chuckled as she placed her Goddaughter's suitcase on her bed. Patricia was really like her in every way but had her own personality and other traits that Monica didn't have.
"It's a beautiful room, isn't it?" Monica asked.
"Yeah! Oh chocolates on the pillows!" The teen said excitedly as she spotted a shiny gold wrapper on her pillow. She ran over and picked it up. "I love when they do that!"
"Me too!" The chef told her and sat down on Patricia's bed, observing the warm moment of having the fourteen year old, who she considered as a younger sister, around again. Monica turned her head to face Patricia.
"Come on! Let's unpack and then you can come with Ross, Emily and me to see the place where they are getting married. And then afterwards we all are going sightseeing.
"Cool!" Patricia replied and smiled widely. "Monica?"
"Yup." The taller girl said and looked over at her Goddaughter.
"I really did miss you guys." The younger brunette said softly.
"I know you did." Monica replied smiling.
Ross, Emily, Monica and Patricia are walking up a street somewhere along the River Themes to where Ross and Emily are getting married.
Emily let out a frustrated sigh and continued. "…and that was all before 10 o'clock. The caterer rang and said it was going to be Chicken Kiev instead of Chicken Tarragon. And then the florist phoned to say there aren't any tulips. Oh, and the chilliest has carpel-tunel syndrome. We're not gonna be-"
"Whoa-whoa-whoa! Emily." Ross said interrupting his fiancée. He gave her the time-out signal. "Honey, okay?"
"Well, up yours too!" The English woman replied a little taking back by Ross's signal.
"What?! No! No!" The tall man questioned and showed her the signal again. "That's-that's time-out!"
"Sorry." Emily said softly and gave him a soft sad smile.
"Sweetie, you gotta relax." Ross told her and wrapped an arm around her. "Everything's gonna be great, okay? Come on. Come on."
"Chicken Kiev?" Monica asked sounding a little unsure.
"Um-hmm! Doesn't that sound delicious at the last minute?" The palaeontologist said and looked at his Goddaughter encouraging her to say something.
"Chicken Kiev is a really lovely meal, Emily." Patricia admitted and gave the poor woman a bright smile.
"Yeah, it is, but something like salmon which would be so much more elegant than the chicken. And, you wouldn't have to worry about the salmonella." The chef told them and Ross pushed her making her quickly add. "So, I can't wait to see this place you're getting married!"
"Yeah. Yeah. Yes, this place is beautiful." Ross admitted. "Emily's parents got married here."
"I still can't believe they're tearing it down. It really is the loveliest building you'll ever see. I mean it's over-" She stopped suddenly, when she saw that demolition had already started. "Oh my God!"
"It's nice." The two brunette Americans said.
"Oh. Oh." Emily gasped and ran towards the building followed by her soon to be relatives.
Emily ran in with Ross and Patricia. She looked around to see all the destruction. "Oh. Oh my God. How can this be happening? What are we going to do?"
"It's all right! Everything's gonna be all right." Ross reassured is wife-to-be as he looked around.
"How's it gonna be all right?!" The English woman shrieked holding back her tears and let Patricia comfort her.
"Uh-huh, I see that." The tall man replied and scratched the back of his head.
Monica came in. "Okay, I talked to the guy with the shovel and I found out what happened."
"What? What?" Ross asked running over to his sister.
"They tore it down a few days early." The chef said softly.
"You don't say." The teen replied.
Joey, Chandler, and Patricia exit the hotel. The three decided to go sightseeing while Monica, Ross and Emily sort the whole venue situation out. Joey is holding his camera and trying to record Chandler.
"Come on! Do something!" Joey ordered and pointed his camera at his best friend.
"I am. I'm ignoring you." Chandler said dryly and shoved his hands in his pockets.
"Patricia!" The Italian called out and pointed his camera at the teen.
Patricia waved at the camera. "Heeeeyyyy whoever is watching this! It's Patrick with Josephine and Chandy in Looonnnnddddooonnn baby! Yeah!"
"Okay, here!" Joey said and handed Chandler the camera. "I think Patricia and me should be the on camera people. All right, first stop, Westminster Abbey." The Italian-American folded out his pop-up map of London. All of the major landmarks pop-up like in a pop-up book.
"Oh, what the hell is that?" The funny guy remarked.
"It's London, baby!" Joey and Patricia called out.
"All right, the hotel's here." Joey pointed to the map. "Wait. No, we wanna go… No. I know." He set the map down on the ground. "I'm gonna have to go into the map." So the flirty guy literally stepped into the map.
"Okay, if you see a little version of me in there? Kill it!" The brunet told his friend causing Patricia to shove him.
"Be nice!" The teen said and a good-looking boy walked down the street passed them. "Niiice!"
"No!" Chandler told her and put an arm around her neck. "You sound like the girl version of Joe."
"I got it!" Joey cheered and picked up the map and they started walking. "Here we go."
"Okay. Listen-listen, we're not gonna have to walk this way the entire time are we?" The funny boy asked.
"Shhh! Man, you made me lose it!" The flirt replied and stepped into his map again.
"Chaaaannndddlller!" Patricia groaned.
The trio have successfully navigated the streets of London and have found Westminster Abbey.
"All right! Westminster Abbey! Hands down, best Abbey I've ever seen. Hey!" Joey cheered and pointed his camera to Patricia. "Okay. What do you think of the Abbey, Patricia?"
"It's really beautiful." The teen replied smiling as she admired the view.
"And what about you Chandler?" Joey asked and pointed the camera at Chandler.
"I think it's great. It's great. Y'know, they're thinking of changing the name of this place." Chandler told them.
"Really? To what?" Joey asked raising an eyebrow.
"To Put the Camera Away!" The funny guy yelled.
"Man, you are Westminster Crabby." The charming man told his friend before him and Patricia started chasing Chandler towards the Abbey.
The three are now in a park walking over to a souvenir stand.
"Hey!" Joey said to the vendor.
"So, what are you guys in the market for? We've got uh, scarves, tulip post cards..."
"Check this out? Huh?" Joey said interrupting the vendor and picked up big tall hat with a British flag on the front of it. "Yeah. That's the stuff. What do you think?"
"Well, I don't have to buy that, "I'm with stupid" T-shirt anymore." The brunet replied rolling his eyes.
"Well, I like it." The Italian-American replied.
"Patricia please tell Joey that his hat is stupid." Chandler said and looked down at his side but Patricia want there. He looked back at the stand to see Patricia holding a bunch of souvenir stuff including an "I heart London" t-shirt.
"Here you go." Joey said and pays for the hat.
"And here." The teen said and handed the vendor money.
"Would you like a bag?" The vendor asked.
"Please." Patricia replied.
The vendor pulled out an "I heart London" bag. "It's free."
"All right, look, you're not really gonna buy that are you? Don't you think you've embarrassed me enough for one day?" Chandler asked Joey.
"Oh, I embarrass you?" The Italian-American asked sounding offended.
"How can I answer that when I'm pretending I don't know you?" The funny boy told him and stepped an inch away from him.
"He's just jealous. You'll fit right in; all Londoners wear them!" The vendor told the three.
"Oh really? Then how come no one here is wearing them?" Chandler questioned and looked around the park to see no one wearing them.
The vendor looked around too. "They're all tourists."
"All right, look, if you insist on wearing that, in public, y'know, you're gonna spend the rest of the afternoon all by yourself." Chandler told him.
"Guys! Don't do this!" Patricia said groaning.
"Oh yeah?" The actor said to Chandler. "If you're gonna make me choose between you and the hat? I choose the hat."
"Good choice." The Vendor told Joey as he counted his money.
"Thanks." The Italian-American said smiling and took hold of Patricia's arm and walked away.
"Wait. What?" The teen questioned.
"Okay, wait. All right, that's it, okay, I'm out of here. I am not going to be embarrassed anymore!" Chandler said and tripped over a box, falling into a flower stand and he walked away trying to be cool.
Chandler is all alone in his shared room with Joey when the two who abandoned him earlier.
"Hey." Joey said as he walked in and Patricia sat down beside Chandler.
"Hey." Chandler retorted and nodded at the hat.
"Oh." The Italian-American and took his hat off. "Sorry!"
The funny guy looks at Patricia's t-shirt.
"Noooo." Patricia replied and pushed him.
"No-no-no, y'know what? I really shouldn't have said that you were embarrassing me; I mean that really wasn't cool. And if it makes you feel any better, I've had a really lousy day." Chandler admitted and wrapped his arms around the teen.
"Us too." Patricia admitted sadly and pouted a little.
"Yeah?" Chandler said softly and kissed her head.
"Noo!" The brunette yelled and started to jump up and down.
"We had the best day ever! Dude, check this out!" Joey told Chandler and went over to the TV.
"Hey!" Monica said as she entered the hotel room.
"Sh-shh-shh!" Joey replied and motioned to something he taped.
Joey, Patricia and a rather famous English person standing outside a famous place in London.
"Okay, so say hi to our friend and tell him that you like the hat and t-shirt." Joey said to a woman that was standing in-between him and Patricia.
"Okay, so umm, what's your friend's name?" Fergie (Sarah the Duchess of York) asked them.
"Oh, Chandler." The teen replied.
"Hi Chandler!" Fergie said and waved to the camera.
"That's…That's was…" Chandler stuttered as he looked at the TV.
"Oh my God!" Monica gasped and wrapped her arms around her Goddaughter's shoulders.
"That's Fergie baby!" Joey screamed and him and Patricia started dancing around.
"Joey says you don't really like his hat, but I think it's kinda dashing." Fergie told them.
"How did you? How? How?" Chandler asked the dancing pair.
"Well, I was trying to figure out how to get to Buckingham Palace, right? So, I'm in my map and-and…" The Italian-American stopped when Ross came in. "Hey!"
"Hey!" Patricia said and waved.
Ross started to give out to Monica about Emily wanting to postpone the wedding causing Chandler and Joey run into the bathroom. The chef turned the conversation on Ross telling him about how Emily had probably been planning this wedding since she was five whilst he's only been planning it for a month.
"I had no idea. And that-that pillowcase thing, I thought you guys were just doing the flying nun." Ross admitted his tone softer than it was before.
"Sometimes we were." His sister told him wiping her nose with her tissue.
"Come on. Mon, Patricia, you guys gotta help me figure out what to do." The engaged man said. "Okay?"
"Okay." Patricia replied and grabbed her hoodie and bag before following her Godparents.
When they left Chandler stuck his head out the bathroom door to see if the coast was clear. He and Joey left the bathroom and it took a few minutes before either one talked.
"That was pretty intense huh?" Chandler asked breaking the awkward silence.
"Yeah." The actor admitted softly before he realised something. "Hey, I hope Ross didn't think that we just went in there because we were uncomfortable being out here!"
Chandler glared at his best friend. "I hope he did!"
Monica and Patricia dragged Emily to the building were her parents got married although it was tough seeing that the bride was still pretty upset about the whole thing. It really was the last place she wanted to be right now.
"Monica, Patricia, why have you brought me here of all places?!" Emily questioned the two girls.
"You'll see." The teen girl said as she took hold of the English woman's hand and brought her into the place.
"I tell you, this wedding is not going to happen." Emily told the two of them. She saw Ross in the corner and gasped as he plugged in some Christmas lights to light the place up. "Oh God."
"Okay? But-but imagine a lot more lights, okay? And-and y'know fewer bricks, and-and-and flowers, and candles…" Ross said to his fiancée and took hold of her hands.
"And the musicians, look, they can go over here" Monica said and pointed to a little alcove. "Okay? And the chairs can face this way and…You go."
"But-but, if you don't love this, we'll do it in any other place at any other time. Really, it's fine, whatever you want." The tall man told Emily looking into her eyes lovingly.
"It's perfect." Emily said softly as she admired her fiancé's efforts to please her.
Ross smiled widely. "And, I don't know, if it starts to rain-"
"Well then we'll get wet." She replied and they share a passionate kiss.
"Aww!" The two girls cooed as they watch the couple kiss.
"Ohh. And I don't even have a date." Monica cried.
"Neither do I!" Patricia cried and the two girls shared a warm hug.
A/N: Hey guuuyyysss! I know it didn't have a lot about the runaway or a lot of angst but I thought I'd give them a break for once seeing that we all know how the Wedding goes. The next chapter will be the Wedding! There will be Mondler! Y'know I always liked Emily (even though I ship Ross/Rachel) in the 4th season but then in the 5th season not so much. What about you? Please review! I will answer to any thoughts or questions if you have any.
Peace out ~ Mystery Girl 911