Summary: Will a secret Rachel has hidden for 15 years finally come out? If so, will her marriage to Ross be able to survive?

This story takes place in the present time. Ross and Rachel have been married almost a year, and Rachel is 7 ½ months pregnant with their second child. Emma is 3 ½ years old. Monica and Chandler still live in Westchester with their almost two year-old twins. Pheobe and Mike have a one-year old daughter named Sky. Joey is in L.A.

Disclaimer: I do not own Friends!

Rachel exhaustedly flopped down on the brown leather couch in the living room of her apartment. The last box was finally packed! She, Ross, and Emma were moving to a house close to Monica and Chandler's in Westchester. The moving truck was coming first thing in the morning. She had taken the day off of work to finish packing, and Ross should be home any minute with dinner. She decided she better go and get Emma washed up for dinner.

Ross came in a few minutes later with a pizza. Emma excitedly ran to her daddy and gave him a huge hug. "I'm happy to see you too, Sweetie!" said Ross. He then walked into the kitchen to find Rachel getting out paper plates for dinner because all of the real plates were already put into boxes. "How are you feeling honey?" he asked, while gently stroking her rather large belly. "I'm fine, just exhausted!" was Rachel's reply. Rachel then went and called Emma to come and eat dinner. The happy little family then sat down to eat their last dinner in their apartment.

"Emma, sweetie, are you excited about moving into our new house?" Ross asked. "I'm ready for my pink princess room!" was Emma's excited reply. "How about you, Rach?" he asked. "Well," began Rachel, "I'm excited about having more room, especially with the baby coming in six weeks, but I'm really going to miss our apartment. I mean we have had so many wonderful memories here! I'm also really dreading having to unpack all of these boxes that I've spent the last two weeks packing!"

"Don't worry about the un-packing sweetie. We'll get the necessities done this weekend, and the rest can wait two weeks until I have the week off for Spring Break. I don't want you straining yourself too much," replied Ross.

"Okay mom!" quipped Rachel.

"No sweetie, you really need to take it easy. Remember what the doctor said," Ross replied.

"Ross, I know. I'm supposed to stay off my feet as much as possible, no lifting, and no strenuous physical activity of any kind! You act like I haven't been pregnant before. I mean by the third time, I think I know what I can and can't do," Rachel quickly replied.

"Third? What are you talking about!" Ross exclaimed.

"I meant second, sorry it's been along day," Rachel quickly muttered. "I think I'm going to go and get Emma ready for bed. Come on sweetie let's go get you a bath and get your jammies on!" Ross just shook his head. This pregnancy must really be wearing her out he thought.

The next morning:

"Rach, sweetie get up. The movers will be here in half an hour." Ross whispered to his wife as he gently kissed her good morning. Rachel slowly woke up and then suddenly jumped out of bed. "Half an hour! Why didn't you wake me up sooner? We have to get Emma up, and load our car and……."

"Honey, slow down! Emma is awake, fed, dressed, and watching cartoons in the living room. Everything going in our car is sitting by the door ready to get taken down. I just let you sleep because I knew you were exhausted," Ross tenderly interrupted.

"Thanks sweetie. Sorry, this move has just really got me stressed out. I'm going to go get dressed," said Rachel as she leaned down and gave her husband a slow, lingering kiss.

Later That Day:

Everything had finally been unloaded at the Geller's new house in Westchester. All of the boxes were placed in the correct room but still had to be unpacked. The movers had put all of the furniture in its correct places and had set up the beds in the master bedroom and in Emma's room. Ross and Rachel decided to leave it at that for tonight. They were both exhausted, Rachel more so than Ross. Monica had offered to come over in the morning and help unpack boxes. Neither Ross nor Rachel was going to turn that down, even though they knew Monica wouldn't have taken no for an answer anyways.

Rachel took Emma to her room and got her ready for bed. Ross came in to help Rachel tuck Emma in. As Rachel stood and watched her husband and daughter interact, she thought, "My life is better than I ever could have possibly imagined. I have a great job, a new house, a loving husband, a wonderful daughter, and a son on the way. There is only one thing that would make my life complete, but that is the one thing that no one can ever know. The biggest regret of my life.".

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