Here is an original idea I got while reading another fic. Carrie Bradshaw and Rachel Green seem to have a lot in common. They both trudged along in a toxic relationship for years, ending up with the man from that relationship. They both left men at the altar, love fashion , and continued to search for that special man, realizing that man was there all the time. (Unless he was with or married to someone else)

The friends characters are the property of BKC Productions and Sex and the City to Darren Star …

Sitting at a table in one of Manhattan's nice café's , Rachel Green sits down and puts her Gucci bag on the floor. She is a lady who knows what she wants and has it. Her lightened brunette hair glistens in the midday New York sun. She is wearing a smart business outfit that is black and short, yet it shows that she is the smart fashion executive. Her Jimmy Choo strappies hug her feet and on her finger is a beautiful, but expensive engagement ring.

Across from her slinging her pouch Hermes bag is Carrie Bradshaw, smart , sharp as a tack and sexy. She is wearing a Dolce and Gabbana flower print skirt with a Patricia Field tank top. A ring adorns her finger as well, it just seems to be a little bigger than Rach's. And in true Carrie fashion, a pair of pink Manolos hug her petite ankles.

Some time ago, Miranda had met Rachel at the playground. She was there with Brady and Rachel was there with Emma. Keeping her far away from the swings, Emma was in the sandbox and then began to play with Brady. Rachel started to talk with Miranda, and then finding out they had a lot in common. Both were successful new york women with careers and raising a child on their own. They also had another thing in common, the father of each of their children was still a very big question to each of them. Steve had very deep feelings for Miranda , despite the fact that they were not together and Rachel 's Ross was still very much a part of her life. So as they talked, Carrie joined Miranda and then joined the conversation as she litanied about Aidan, Burger , and of course Big. They were women who were confused about men. Carrie saw this as a delicious topic for her column. She also saw it to her advantage that Rachel was employed by Ralph Lauren and it never hurts to have a friend that works in fashion.

After hearing that Rachel gave up what Carrie would call a dream job , to work in Paris at Louis Vuitton, Carrie decided to give her a call. This was one more thing they shared. They both were destined to be in Paris and the man that they loved flew or tried to find them to declare his love for her.

"Carrie, this is so great." Exclaimed Rachel. She got up and hugged her and then sat down. "After months, out of the blue you call me. How is Miranda? haven't talked with her for a while" she asked. "Fine , great actually, Steve and her got married and his mother lives with them . They live in Brooklyn now, I miss not having her so near me." Carrie said sadly.

"I know what you mean by that. My best friend , Monica moved out to Westchester and I miss her so much. Not being able to see her everyday. " mourned Rachel. "Especially now that she has the twins and they are so adorable."

"Monica , isn't that his sister?" asked Carrie curiously. Rachel laughed. "Yes , I know it sounds so confusing. Almost like a plot from Days of our Lives. Monica is my best friend and Chandler is Ross best friend and then Monica is Ross ' little sister." "What about that friend of yours who wanted a baby so bad? Charlotte , I think Miranda said."

Carrie gushed . "Yes, she finally got her little girl . She came from China and her name is Taylor.She is the most precious thing you ever did see." She took out her wallet and then showed her the photo of a small , Chinese baby dressed in a little red dress and a small necklace with a Star of David around her neck.

"I know it is so great when one of your friends gets the baby they want. I felt that way when Monica found out she was getting a baby , it was a double blessing when they got two." Rachel said as her cell rang. "Oh hi honey, yes , oh how sweet." She took it away from her ear. "He said he was between classes and thinking of me." Carrie smiled and she knew the feeling as well. John was away on business right now and she was missing him. Everytime she looked at the square cut platinum band she was reminded of him. She remembered well the day he gave it to her on a boat in the middle of a star lit New York night as the lights of Manhattan glistened in the background.

"Ross honey, I 'm with Carrie right now. I have gotta go, remember to pick up some milk and some juice on your way home. I love you too. Bye. " she said hanging up the phone. "He has just always been like this. One time when I was working at Bloomingdales, he actually sent a barber shop quartet to my office." Giggled Rachel. "I wanted to murder him."

"Anyway, on to business." Carrie said as she got serious. "I want to do a column on you and your fiancée. Your story fascinated me and I think that my readers would get a big kick out of it." Rachel looked at her with the strangest look. "You want to tell Ross and my story in your column? I don't know about that." Rachel said as she began to panic.

"It won't be like that." Assured Carrie. "I am always talking about how we can't understand men and how they screw us. I want this to be a story that will give hope to the single girls out there. That there will be a happy ending, and Prince Charming does exist." She smiled.

"In that case, why don't you do it? I mean that is a pretty big happy ending on your own finger." Rachel said pointing out Carrie's engagement ring.

"I thought about that. It's just that I think it so romantic. This guy was in love with you since he was a teenager, then by fate , you guys are reunited, you date then break up, he gets married and says your name at the altar to another woman, then you have a baby together , and he runs to tell you he loves you. It is so romantic and my readers will eat it up for the Valentines column." Carrie said with almost a swoon in her voice.

"I don't know, I mean Ross is a professor and he does have a reputation in the scientific world, so he may not agree to this." Rachel said uneasily. Carrie assured her. "I won't use your real names. I had that problem once when I was dating a politician. And do you really think his name is Big? " Carrie laughed.

Now Rachel was getting curious. "Why do you call him Big? Any reason at all?" she giggled. "Oh no it's not that. It 's just that when we first met , I saw him walking around town with a model on each arm , acting like Mr. Big , trying to be Donald Trump, and it just stuck." Carrie explained. "That's my pet name for him. Does Ross have a pet name?" Carrie asked curiously.

" Well when I want to get romantic , I call him doctor , but actually I do have a name for him. I call him my lobster." Rachel said sweetly. "Which is ironic because he is deathly allergic to it and it could possibly kill him."

Carrie started to write. "Lobster? "

"Yes , we have a dear friend Phoebe , who is a little bit off the wall. She is actually the modern equivalent of a hippie, well at that time she was. She took Ross aside and told him that I was his lobster because lobsters mate for life and then they walk around the tank as a lobster couple with their claws together like this." Rachel fashioned her hands together like Phoebe had showed her.

"Lobster , that's cute." Carrie began her story. "I assure you Rachel. No one will ever know it is you and Ross. Now let's finish our drinks and do some serious shopping."

Carrie and Rachel spent an enjoyable afternoon where by using Rachel's discount, she got a gorgeous black velvet jacket at Ralph Lauren and a smart white blouse. Carrie decided that she should be dressing a little on the conservative side, even though John still liked her playful side. Afterwards Rachel and Carrie grabbed a cup of coffee at Rachel's favorite coffee house.

"Let's sit over here." Rachel said as she walked over to the familiar orange couch. "This is really a cute place. I love the name Central Perk." Glowed Carrie as she looked around the coffee house. "Hey stranger." Called a woman who had a stroller with twins in it. Rachel squealed and ran. "Monica, what are you doing back in town ? " she asked as she peeked in the carriage. The two women embraced then and got their coffee.

Rachel had forgotten her manners. "Oh I almost forgot, Carrie Bradshaw , Monica Geller." The two women shook hands. "Geller? Carrie asked. "Yes I am going to be Rachel's sister in law. I am Ross' sister." Carrie walked over and then looked in the carriage as well. "Your children are adorable." She smiled. "Thank you." Monica said proudly.

"Mommy ." squealed young Emma. Her hair was now darker than before and but her eyes were still blue, however they had more the puppy dog look of her father's . She ran into her mother's arms. Rachel picked her up and right behind her was her father. Carrie was an observer of men, and she just had to study this one who Rachel had given up what she would call a dream job for.

He seemed to be very tall, almost lanky but still had an athletic build on him. Rachel said he was a professor, well he did have a scholarly look to him as he was wearing a brown jacket with a yellow shirt and then horror of horrors a dinosaur tie. His hair was dark and seemed to have maybe a little too much product in it. It was very obvious that he was around the two women in his life, Rachel and his daughter. He leaned down to Rachel and gave her a kiss.

Carrie popped up . "You must be Ross." She smiled. "Rachel has told me all about you. I'm Carrie." She introduced herself. Ross nodded . "Yeah , Rachel mentioned she had lunch with you. You're the writer of that column "Sex and the City" in the Star." He said assuredly. "You think you know all about men and women in New York."

"Dr. Geller, I have only tried to give a little help to the single girls and some advice on how to survive in this city. But I would also like to let them know that there is hope and guys like you out there. That is why I want to tell Rachel and your story in my column for Valentines Day." Carrie explained. Ross gave her one of his looks. "You want to what?"

Rachel put her arm around him "Honey, she thought it was so sweet how you had the crush on me, then we end together that she wants to tell people in her column about our relationship." She said sweetly.

"It is out of the question. I am a professional and a member of the international scientific community. I am well respected in the academic world . I am not one of your men who have wronged women that have been in your column." He ranted.

"No youre not. That's why I want to use you. I won't use your real names , pseudonyms , and no one will ever know that its you and Rachel." Carrie begged , knowing that she could win over this sweet and sensitive guy. "I want to let girls know that there are nice guys out there , like you, and if they are patient. They can have a happy ending like you guys." Ross looked into Rachel's eyes and then he smiled. "Okay Carrie." Carrie was thrilled , she was going to have one of the best series ever.

NEXT Carrie does research… Friends meet the Girls … Samantha meets Mr. How You Doin?