Title: The One After Rachel Gets Off The Plane
Characters/Pairing: Ross/Rachel, (Includes Monica, Chandler, Joey, Phoebe, but centered around Ross/Rachel)
Summary: What happens after Rachel gets off the plane? How are the six friends' lives going to change looking to the future?
There are some gaps in the story from the reunion of Ross and Rachel to the moving of Monica and Chandler, those will be filled in and sewn together in this fanfiction.
Disclaimer: I don't own Friends or any of the characters of Friends. They belong to David Crane, Marta Kauffman, and Kevin Bright.
“No! No! Oh my God, did she get off the plane?! Did she get off the plane?!” He screamed at the answering machine.
“I got off the plane,” she said with tears in her voice, as it cracked slightly.
As he heard her voice, Ross spun on his heel to see her standing there. Rachel. Rachel Green. The woman he had been in love with for so long.
“You got off the plane.” He said, bewildered.
She smiled weakly as a soft sob escaped her lips.
As he registered that she was truly there standing in front of him, he walked towards her, his lips meeting hers for an intense kiss.
Rachel slowly pulled back: “I do love you.”
Ross replied, “I love you too and I am never letting you go again.”
“Okay, cause this is where I want to be, no more messing around. I don’t want to mess this up again.” She spoke with tears in her voice.
“Me neither, okay. We’re done being stupid.”
“Okay. It’s you and me all right? This is it.”
“This is it” he said as he leaned in again and kissed her passionately, wrapping his arms around her tiny frame. As they embraced, he showered her neck with kisses and whispered “I love you’s” into her ear over and over again.
“I’m so sorry” she whispered.
Ross slowly pulled his face away from her and looked her in the eyes: “Rach, you don’t need to apologize for anything, you’re here now and now is what matters to me. Not the past. I’m sorry.” He said.
“For what?” she questioned carefully.
“For hurting you. It’s taken me a long time Rach, but I’ve realized that it doesn’t matter whether we were on a break or not. What matters is that I hurt the person that I love. I hurt you, Rach. And I’m so sorry for that.” He said sincerely.
Her eyes began to fill with tears again. “Ross, you don’t need to apologize for anything, now is what matters to me.” She said mimicking him, her lips curving into a small smile.
He chuckled slightly as he pressed his forehead to hers “I meant it Rach, I’m never letting you go again. This is it. You, me, and Emma, we’re going to be a real family.”
“I like that.” She replied as she leaned in and their lips met once again, neither of them wanting to let the other go again.
Ross awoke to a cool spring breeze and the sun peaking in through the bedroom window. He rolled over and saw her honey colored hair sprawled out on the pillow as he smiled to himself. He almost had to pinch himself as this felt like a dream.
He moved closer to her still-sleeping figure, and squeezed her into him as he kissed her arm, shoulder, neck, until she finally awoke.
She turned to look up at him, “hey you” she said softly.
“Hey you” he whispered right before their lips met.
As the kiss ended Ross spoke, “thank you for getting off that plane.”
“Thank you for giving me a reason to” she replied as a smile spread across her face.
He rolled them over so she was resting on his chest as he began to stroke her hair gently.
“Monica and Chandler are moving out in a few hours, I told them I would be there.” He said.
“What do you think they’ll do when they see me?” She asked.
“I don’t know, but I don’t think any of them could even possibly be half as happy as I am that you’re here. I bet Joey will be happy to have his roommate back …”
He looked down at her, slightly nervous, but he continued: “Unless … I mean … I was thinking Rach … this is it, you and me, you and me and Emma, and … what do you think about moving in here with me?”
She laughed slightly at how nervous he was, “I think that sounds perfect” she said before running her fingers through his hair and kissing him sweetly.
He smiled broadly as he changed the subject: “We should get ready to go help them finish packing up.”
She hugged him tightly bracing herself to get out of bed. “I’m going to shower, care to join me?” she asked as she held her hand out towards him.
“You don’t need to ask me twice” he said in his signature excited, high-pitched voice. He linked his fingers with hers and followed her into the bathroom.
They walked across the street to Monica and Chandler’s hand in hand. Rachel wearing a spare outfit she packed in her carry-on, and Ross in khakis and a black sweater.
As they approached apartment 20, a place that had been considered home to them and their four friends for the last 10 years, they were overwhelmed with emotion.
The door was open as the moving guys finished stripping the apartment. Ross and Rachel entered as their friends did a double take.
“RACHEL?!” Monica and Phoebe screamed, simultaneously.
Rachel laughed as she embraced her two best friends.
“You got off the plane!” Phoebe yelled.
“I got off the plane.” Rachel replied with a smile. Ross re-linked his fingers with hers and squeezed her hand as he smiled at her.
“Please be careful with that, it was my grandmother’s.” Monica said as the bureau was being wheeled into the hallway. She looked over to where Joey and Chandler’s porcelain dog was being wheeled out as well: “If that falls off the truck, it wouldn’t be the worst thing.” She said as she slipped one of the guys a twenty-dollar bill.
The apartment was now completely barren. Ross and Rachel stood in the corner, her arms wrapped around him from behind.
As time passed the six friends shared some of the many memories that they experienced in the apartment. After minutes of reminiscing, and after leaving each of their keys on the counter, the friends traveled to their favorite coffee house.
They all sat in Central Perk drinking coffee and talking. Rachel and Ross were sat on one end of the couch; his arm slouched around her shoulders and her hand resting on his knee. Phoebe and Monica shared the couch with the couple, Monica on the opposite end, close to the chair that Chandler was sitting in. The stroller with their new twins in it was between the two of them. Joey was seated comfortably on the other chair, muffin in hand.
They went about their discussion normally, because while things were changing, there were also so many things that would be staying the same.
The friends would all go about their daily lives, although now Ross and Rachel were living together and Monica and Chandler would no longer be occupying apartment 20. Sure they would be seeing each other less, but there was nothing, especially not distance, that could come between the sturdy friendships between these six people.
“Are you all free for dinner this Saturday? I’ll cook.” Monica chimed.
“That sounds great, I can’t wait to see the new house fully furnished” Rachel said. The rest of the friends agreed.
Ross looked at his watch, “when do you want to go pick of Emma from your mother’s?” he asked Rachel.
“We should probably get going soon. I don’t know how much more of my mom talking about her new Atkins Diet Emma can take,” She said sarcastically.
“Yeah, we need to get to the new house.” Monica said as she looked at Chandler.
The six friends paid for their coffee, stood up, and began to part ways, each turning the page to a new chapter of their lives.
Ross and Rachel linked hands, smiled knowingly at each other, and were off to pick up their daughter, beginning their new life as a family.