Chapter 31: The One with the Epilogue Part 1
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A/N: Heya! This is only the first part to the epilogue because it got way too long but I think it is better this way. There's a part in this that will probably kill all Patricia/Kendall fans. But don't worry! Also there is an M rated scene in this so you can skip that bit if you want. I'll talk to you at the end. Enjoy! :)
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"Well then," The judge stated as she looked at the crowd that had gathered in the court room today to see if six friends could take care of two teens. "I declare that Monica Geller, Ross Geller, Chandler Bing, Rachel Green, Phoebe Buffay and Joey Tribbiani the legal guardians of Derek and Patricia Taylor."
A huge outburst of cheers came from the eight and their supporters when they heard this and the eight shared a big group hug.
Patricia moved in with Monica and Rachel and Derek moved in with Ross. Monica always felt bad when she saw the teen girl asleep on the couch because it would hurt her back but there was no word of complaint.
But it wasn't long till Patricia didn't have to sleep on the couch because Monica and Chandler surprised everyone by moving into together after a trip to Los Vegas. Monica did up Rachel's room and surprised Patricia with it.
The gang were very helpful when it came to Patricia's life. They helped her with school, love and made sure she had fun. Also the four guys made sure to keep the boys away from her.
Patricia and Derek also didn't get a lot of chances to see Kendall and Jessica as much as they would have liked to seeing that they now lived in Manhattan and they were trying to forget some of their past in Long Island. But they were close to Damien, who still slept or hit on every pretty girl he saw and Jackie, who was now currently trying to get back in touch with her mother.
Patricia was sitting on the window seat. Her legs were brought up to her chest and her arms wrapped around them. Her back was resting up against the wall behind her and her head rested on the corner as she looked outside at the dreadful day, listening to the pitter-patter of the rain. It was the year anniversary of her dad's death.
"Need company?" A familiar female voice asked softly out of concern.
"Yeah," Patricia said, not even turning her head to see who it was. She already knew who was there and before she knew it six pairs of arms were wrapped around her tightly and several kisses were planted on her head. Smiling faintly, the brunette knew it was going to be ok.
Patricia, who was now sixteen, walked down the streets of New York with Chandler by her side. Chandler needed to tell her something and apparently no one else could hear it. Patricia just wanted to know what it was about.
"Just tell me, Chandler!" Patricia finally blurted out as she stopped in her tracks and held her arms out to the sides, watching Chandler turn around and smile brightly. She dropped her arms down by her sides and smiled back at him, knowing that it was good news. "Well?"
"I'm going to ask Monica to marry me," He said simply as he watched the brunette's blue eyes widen in astonishment and delight.
"Oh my God! No way!" Patricia replied elatedly, putting a hand over her mouth in amazement and walked a little closer to him.
"Way," Chandler said with an added chuckle seeing how the girl responded.
His breath left his body with a whoosh as Patricia jumped up and wrapped her arms around Chandler's neck and wrapped her legs around her waist while hugging him tightly. "That's so great. Can I be your Wedding Planner?"
"Yeah it's great." Chandler admitted and took a moment to think about her question. Monica would be bad enough planning the wedding, throw in Patricia and they'd make everyone's lives hell the week before the wedding. "Sure!" He added without thinking.
Phoebe, Rachel, and Patricia stood alongside Monica's side at the altar, embroiled in refined garments for the special occasion. The girls exchanged looks of ecstasy with each other as the groom (Chandler) and the bride (Monica) pronounce their love to each other in their wedding vows.
They're perfect for each other, and having a baby would complete the cycle of love for Chandler and Monica, Patricia thought, a smile broaden across her lips.
"Once again, I pronounce you husband and wife," Joey said, closing the book, and held it close to his chest. He briefly glanced at the couple, and then turned his gaze on Chandler. "Now kiss her again."
Chandler pulled her downwards, and let his lip explored hers in all its incredulity. The crowd astounded at the moment, exchanged applauds and awes. The kiss lost for a few moments before the couple broke away, engrossed in each other eyes.
"I love you," He whispered softly in her ears, his hot breath tingling on her skin. He received a beam from her. "And I know about the baby."
Monica raised an eyebrow, as lost in confusion. "What baby?"
"Our baby," Chandler replied, triggering more misperception than before from Monica, his bride.
"We have a baby?" she questioned, searching his face for clarity.
"Phoebe found your pregnancy test in the trash," Chandler told her; vaguely irritated that Monica wouldn't relinquish the act.
"I didn't take a pregnancy test," Monica replied, her voice held gravity in it. Chandler observed her eyes, and saw that she was speaking the truth.
"Then…" He trailed off as something snapped in his mind. "Who did?"
Patricia beamed as she revisited the sight of Monica and Chandler once again. They're so perfect for each other. I want to find love like that one day just like theirs.
"They are so perfect. I wanna find love like that," she whispered dreamily, facing Phoebe and Rachel, who both gave her a smile.
"Oh, and they're gonna have a baby," Phoebe cooed, her lips curling upwardly as a tear of jolliness slid down her cheek.
"Uh-huh," Rachel alleged, glancing at the couple. A look of fright and wariness overlapped on her face.
Patricia slowly opened the door to a hospital room where Ross, Rachel and baby Emma, who was only a few hours old were. She looked at the three and smiled before looking up at her brother, who was now attending NYU College with Kendall, who smiled back down at her.
Rachel, who was sitting up against the pillows and under the covers, saw them in the door way. A big drowsy smile played on her as she motioned for the siblings to come over and join them. "Come here, you guys!"
"You wanted to see us." Patricia said softly as she joined her Godfather's side to look at the beautiful baby girl with little locks of blonde hair and big blue eyes while Derek sat on the edge of the bed beside Rachel, who wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
"Yeah." Ross replied as he looked away from his daughter to look at Patricia and Derek. "Derek you have gotten straight As in every subject, you play for the hockey team and you are becoming a teacher. We are all so proud of you." He said meaningfully making his cousin smile. "Patricia you have grown into a wonderful, responsible –not including the party situation last week- independent, you're smart, funny, athletic, and talented. Also you have a heart of gold and are willing to help." Ross told Patricia, making her blush furiously. "Will you be Emma's Godparents?"
"Yes! Oh my God! Yes!" Patricia shrieked as she hugged Ross.
"Sure!" Derek replied enthusiastically
Ross passed baby Emma over to his Goddaughter, who carefully held her in her arms. She watched Emma in awe as little noises escaped from her little dainty lips and her blue eyes stared up at Patricia in wonderment. Derek smiled, getting up off the bed to stand beside his sister and look at the beautiful baby girl.
"She's beautiful." Derek admitted happily.
"Uh-huh." Patricia agreed her eyes still on Emma. This really made her want a baby of her own someday. "Emma, I promise I will take care of you."
Patricia stood in front of the full length mirror in her room. Tonight was her prom night and she couldn't wait. She was wearing: ( wwwDOTpolyvoreDOTcom/cgi/set?id=80430574). She was going back to Long Island for prom tonight seeing that Jackie went to Ireland to talk to her Grandmother about her mom so Patricia said she'd go with Jessica.
A knock on the door slightly startled her making her jump a little. Patricia took a deep breath as her heart speed up.
"Patricia, are you ready?" Monica called happily. "We wanna see you."
Patricia smiled and walked over to her bedroom door. She opened it, revealing the whole gang looking at her amazed. Joey's mouth hung open making the teen girl blush.
"Oh my God!" Rachel said, placing a hand over her mouth as she looked at the brunette up and down. "You look beautiful!" She added causing Patricia to blush even more.
"Yeah you do!" Joey called out. Ross and Chandler hit him really hard in the shoulders making him cry out in agony while Rachel, Monica, Phoebe and Patricia shared a group hug.
"You ready, baby?" Eric whispered softly into Patricia's ear, making said girl shudder pleasurably.
Patricia and her boyfriend of eight months were in a bedroom of a motel, which Eric did up with candles and rose petals to make it special, on a bed on prom night, both naked. Patricia was inches above her boyfriend's lap, hovering over Eric's thick cock that was ruby red and throbbing with the need to be inside her.
Patricia wanted her lover to be inside her as well but she was scared. This was her first time at sex, he was still a virgin. The brunette saved her virginity for the boy who has her heart. No one was meant to be inside her but Eric. And this was the first time and the brunet was huge so Patricia was a little hesitant.
Seeing his beautiful brunette was looking terrified and nervous, Eric leaned forward and kissed Patricia's collarbone and rubbed the girl's thighs in a comforting manner. "We don't have to do this, Patricia. We can wait longer if you want us to."
The brunette shook her head. "No," she whispered, "I want to, just give me a minute."
Eric kissed her cheek softly and replied quietly, "Of course."
After several minutes of silence where Patricia thought quietly to herself and Eric kissing any smooth skin visible to her comforting, the brunette finally let out a nervous breath and nodded. "I'm ready, Eric."
Eric continued to rub Patricia's thighs as he looked into those clear blue pools. "You sure?"
Patricia bit her lip before leaning forward and kissing the brunet shyly on the mouth. "I'm very sure."
Eric smiled lovingly at the brunette before gently resting his hands on the girl's hips. Patricia moved her hands to Eric's shoulders before sinking herself down onto the brunet's cock. Instantly, Patricia felt herself being ripped open and she cried out. Eric, who was gently guiding his girlfriend down, stopped and immediately began to kiss under Patricia's chin.
"It's okay, I've got you," he chanted over and over again while placing kisses everywhere on the girl's face.
"I-it hurts!" She hissed and Eric rubbed circles on her hips softly.
"I know baby, I know. Try to relax. I'll help you."
Patricia was about to scream 'How' but moaned instead when a big, warm hands fondled her breasts lovingly. Eric slowly squeezed his girlfriend's breasts before mouthing over her neck and biting down on the flesh gently. "I've got you, Patricia. Whenever you're ready, I've got you baby."
Repeating those words and continuing his loving actions, Eric, with the help from Patricia, slowly pulled his girlfriend all the way down on his lap and on his thick dick.
Patricia let out a moan that was filled with pleasure and pain and love. Pleasure because Eric was hot and thick inside her, filling her up so much and big that she felt the boy in her stomach. Pain because, Eric really was filling her up with his thickness and was stretching her out in a way that Patricia has never felt or endured in her entire life.
And love because even though this was all new and painful for her, Patricia was beyond happy that it was Eric inside her, Eric she was squeezing hot and tight around, Eric who was one with her. She loved it and loved the brunet like he's never loved anything or anyone before.
Patricia looped her arms around Eric's body and pressed her already sweaty face into the brunet's neck. Both were panting; Patricia from, once again, having Eric so full and big in her and Eric from holding back pounding his into his girlfriend. Distracting himself, the hazel eyed boy slowed his breathing down and put all his focus on Patricia and the sounds she was making.
Fuck, that only made it worse. Patricia's moans and whimpers only made Eric want to flip her over and fuck her hard into the mattress, maybe shove his balls inside that tight, wet heat as well and- STOP. Eric felt himself grow even harder if that was possible and bit Patricia's shoulder.
Patricia, who'd let out a squeak when she felt Eric's dick inside her twitch before hardening, buried her face even further into the brunet's neck and gave it a kitty lick before panting out, "M-move."
Move wasn't even close to what Eric wanted to do. He wouldn't even look in those thoughts right now though. In fact, he wasn't even going to be rough with Patricia. This was her first time and Eric was determined to make it the most special love making the brunette will ever do in her entire life.
"Are you sure?" Eric asked for the last time and Patricia's bit on his neck.
"Yes."
The brunet didn't say anything after that. With a soft kiss to Patricia's cheek, the brunet slowly lifted her girlfriend half way off his lap before gently pulling her back down. Eric nearly sobbed when Patricia's walls tightened excruciatingly around his cock. Patricia whimpered in pleasure softly as she felt Eric slide inside her.
"Y-you feel so good." Patricia whimpered out with a blush on her face. Eric smiled and eased Patricia back up before pulling her back down again.
"I can say the same for you, baby." he moaned and it was true. Patricia, being a virgin and all was tight as fuck and so hot and wet... well, pretty much after that, there were no more words spoken. Just whimpers and moans and mewls surrounding the room as the couple made love, Patricia riding Eric slowly, but deeply. Soon the brunette was screaming and biting Eric's shoulder when he began hitting her G-spot.
It wasn't long for Eric to come. Patricia was just too hot for him, inside and out. With the flushed face and gorgeous expressions the brunette was making to the way her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, Eric was coming the hardest he'd ever come.
Eric groaned when Patricia's walls tightened around him and fell backwards on the bed, Patricia falling after him and landing on his heaving chest.
Eric was still inside his girlfriend but made no move to slide out. Patricia didn't seem to mind, but that could be because she was trying to get her breathing under control and was feeling weak all over. After a few minutes, Eric, who finally was able to breathe and talk properly, croaked out, "How was that?"
Patricia was laying completely over the brunet with her head nuzzled into Eric's dip in his neck and shoulder. She smiled tiredly and pressed a kiss to Eric's soft, sweaty flesh before looking up at her boyfriend's face. "I-it was amazing," She trembled out before feeling his eyes watering up.
Eric saw this and slowly leaned up on his elbows, Patricia's body sliding down on his own. "Don't cry, baby." the brunet leaned forward and began kissing around Patricia's closed eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'm just so happy that it was you I did this with, you know?" Patricia sniffed before feeling warms hands cradle the sides of her face.
"Look at me, Trisha." Eric commanded softly and Patricia did, blue eyes full and shiny with love.
"I'm so happy that it was you who took my virginity." She whispered and Eric smiled before pulling Patricia into a sweet, deep and very passionate kiss. The brunette mewled into her boyfriend's mouth before feeling something soft and wet probe at her lower lip. Parting her lips without hesitation, she nearly melted when his tongue entered her mouth and began licking and rolling over sweet spots that made her mewl some more.
Eric smiled with his eyes closed before searching for Patricia's tongue. When he found it, he gently roped his around it and gave it soft gentle tugs, loving the whimpers and moans the girl made for him when he did it.
"I love you so much, Patricia." Eric whispered against the brunette's lips before pulling away with a tired smile.
"I love you too, Eric." Patricia said with a blush. She gently pushed the blonde back down on the bed before slowly lowering herself down, sighing in content when their bodies met.
Eric blindly reached out and grabbed the blankets pooled around the end of the bed before yanking them up and draping them over Patricia and himself. Kissing the brunette one last time before pressing a sweet kiss to her forehead, Eric wrapped his arms tightly around Patricia and closed his eyes, sleep taking over his body almost immediately. Patricia wasn't far behind; snuggled deep into Eric's warm body, the brunette found sleep instantly, wearing a small smile as she drifted off.
The girls were gathered around the kitchen table eating breakfast, a silence settled in. A noisy silence that none of them had experienced before. The three oldest had tears in their eyes as they looked at Patricia, who was graduating today. Patricia was close to tears too. If they cried it would make her cry.
Monica wordlessly got up from her chair and turned the radio on to try to create a less awkward atmosphere. But she couldn't help but look at her Goddaughter, who she held first when she was fifteen.
"This song was requested by Lucy Dawson, whose daughter, Sarah is graduating today." The DJ said before Slipping through My Fingers by ABBA started playing.
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning, waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile. I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness and I have to sit down for a while.
Phoebe broke the silence and started singing, voice slightly breaking because of the lump that had formed in her throat. "The feeling that I'm losing her forever."
"And without really entering her world." Monica sang, walking over to Patricia and wrapped her arms around her shoulders.
"I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter." Monica and Phoebe sang together, looking over at Rachel.
"That funny little girl…" Rachel sang softly, her voice breaking.
"Slipping through my fingers all the time. I try to capture every minute the feeling in it slipping through my fingers all the time." The four of them sang together. "Do I really see what's in her mind? Each time I think I'm close to knowing. She keeps on growing, slipping through my fingers all the time." On the last word the four broke down completely and started bawling their eyes out.
Rachel and Phoebe rushed over to Monica and Patricia enveloping them in a huge hug. Once they all had been calmed down slightly Patricia spoke up.
"Rachel, Phoebe, Monica," Patricia said softly looking at all them. "I never really had a mother and I never had a sister that meant no one for adult advice or fun. Patricia and Rachel when you first met me when I was really young you took care of me straight away. Then when I ran away to New York you guys quickly adopted me as your little sister. I love you guys and thank you so much." The teen said meaningfully as she gave each of them a hug. She then turned to Monica, who was crying silently. "Monica…Monica you've always been there and I know you'll always will be there. You're me older sister and I love you so much." She added, her tears flowing freely now as she and Monica shared a hug.
"We love you." The three girls admitted softly.
Chandler and Monica were holding Erica and Jack. Joey and Phoebe were sitting by the window with Patricia and Derek sitting on the step that was near the window and led into the sitting room, while Ross and Rachel were standing together. The apartment was completely empty and quiet except for the sounds of moving furniture. Two men come out of Monica's room carrying a large dresser.
"Okay, please be careful with that." Monica said, watching them smile reassuringly before leaving the apartment. "It was my grandmother's. Be careful."
Two other men started to roll the big white dog out of the apartment catching Monica's eyes. She approached them coolly; making sure none of the boys saw her. "If that falls off the truck, it wouldn't be the worst thing." She told them, slipping them some money.
"Wow." Ross said, looking around the very bare apartment before wrapping his arms around Rachel's shoulders.
"I know." Rachel replied, tears in her eyes. "It seems smaller somehow."
Joey scrunched up his face in an adorably muddled expression. "Has it always been purple?"
Chandler looked down at his children. "Look around, you guys. This was your first home. And it was a happy place, filled with love and laughter." At this moment everyone started to remember their favourite moments here. "But more important, because of rent control, it was a friggin' steal!"
Monica and Chandler put their twins in their shoulder carefully before strapping them up safely.
"Hey, do you realise that at one time or another we all lived in this apartment?" Phoebe asked.
"Oh, yeah, that's true." Patricia said as she remembered who lived here at what time. Monica first, then Phoebe moved in too. Then she moved out and later Rachel moved in then Patricia joined them. Then they lost the apartment to Joey and Chandler, won it back. Chandler then moved in and Rachel moved out. Derek had to live here for three weeks when Ross was sick.
"Uh, I haven't." Ross pointed out making them all –except Monica- frown and think 'way to ruin the moment Ross'.
"Wait a minute." Monica replied, looking at her older brother. "What about that summer during college that you lived with grandma, and you tried to make it as a dancer?"
"Do you realise we almost made it ten years without that coming up?" Ross shot back making his sister stick out her tongue.
"Really Ross?" Derek questioned, getting up from the ground. "A dancer?"
"Leave Ross alone." Patricia said, defending her Godfather. She stood up to and looked at her brother warningly. "I know stuff about you, y'know." She added pointing a finger at him.
In response, Derek clenched his fist and held out his palm. He hit his clenched hand against his palm twice before making the clenched fist into a sideways peace sign and placing his palm into the fingers twice and then finishing it off by hitting his clenched hand against his palm once more. His way of giving her the finger.
"Huh, it's like looking at the reflection." Rachel admitted as she looked at Monica and Ross then Patricia and Derek.
"Oh, honey, I forgot." Monica said. "I promised Treeger that we'd leave our keys."
"Oh, okay." Chandler replied softly.
Chandler and Monica walked over to the kitchen-counter and left their keys beside a small wooden cuboid shaped box. Then the other four took out their keys and left them as well. But Patricia and Derek didn't leave their keys for some reason.
"So, I guess this is it." Phoebe said quietly, staring down at her feet that were moving them slightly.
"Yeah." Joey replied softly. "I guess so."
Monica started crying into Chandler's chest. "This is harder than I thought it would be."
"Oh, it's gonna be okay." Chandler told her, giving her a hug.
Monica hugged Ross and Rachel as Chandler got the stroller with the twins. They all were like very delicate china right now, and they were speeding toward a brick wall.
Rachel was now in tears. "Do you guys have to go to the new house right away, or do you have some time?" She asked softly, wiping tears from her eyes.
Monica looked down at her watch; a small smile appeared on her face. "We got some time."
"Okay, should we get some coffee?" Rachel suggested.
"Sure." Chandler said, gripping onto the handle of the stroller. "Where?"
They all left the apartment. Joey helped Chandler with the stroller in the hallway, while Monica and Rachel have their arms around each other. Everybody walked downstairs to Central Perk. Inside the empty apartment the keys were still on the counter beside the wooden box, and the frame was still around the peephole.
Patricia, holding the small wooden box, sat on the orange couch in Central Perk in between Jackie and Kendall while Derek sat on the armchair and Damien sat on the chair by the other table. The siblings had just gotten back from Monica's and Chandler's new house and they were looking through old photos Monica had put in the box.
"Aww you were so cute, Derek!" Jackie admitted when she looked at a picture of Derek when he was three years old and lying belly down on a rug.
"Yeah," Damien agreed, nodding his head, as he looked at the picture. "What happened?" he added making Derek give him an 'ehh' expression.
"Can't believe you got your own apartment before I did." Kendall said to Patricia, who got her Godmother's apartment, reaching for his cup of coffee.
"Whatcha you going to do about it?" Patricia teased.
"Wow, Patricia you look so much like Monica." Jackie said, looking at a group picture of the other gang hanging out at Central Perk. She passed the picture over to Patricia and the boys gathered around. "What age were they there?"
Patricia turned the picture around to see 'Monica, Rachel, Chandler, Phoebe, Ross and Joey hanging out at Central Perk in 1994.' She then flipped the photograph back around to see Monica, Chandler, Ross and Phoebe sitting on the couch, Rachel sitting on the side of the couch in her waitress uniform and holding a pot of coffee while Joey sat on the other edge of the couch. They all looked so happy.
"1994 so about twenty five." Patricia said.
"Looked like a fun gang." Jackie, Damien and Kendall said while Patricia and Derek nodded in agreement before they all looked at each other and smiled.
A/N: Heya! Hoped you enjoyed it! ;) Also thanks to Teshia14 for helping me with The Wedding scene. Jessica wasn't in the last scene of this because she hasn't come to New York yet. So what did you think? Is there anything you really want to see in the next chapter? Review?
Peace out ✌ ~ Mystery Girl 911