Well, this was going to happen sooner or later...I just thought it'd be later. We were all leaving New York...well, all of us except for Joey. Monica and Chandler were moving to Connecticut with their new daughter Alyson Lynn and Ross and Rachel, who finally got back together, were going to move to California to begin a new life together. As for me? I'm going to travel the world. Start with Flordia. At the moment, we were all in the airport waiting for the flights to be called.
"Oh, my God. I can't believe this is it." Rachel said. "We're all leaving New York."
"I know." Chandler said quietly. We sat there a few moments when I finally looked up.
"Guys?" They all looked at me and I took a breath. "I just wanted to tell you all, that I love you. I came to New York without any family, and you guys all took me in and accepted me. Even though, I may have found some of my family now, they will NEVER be the family that you guys were to me. Thanks." Rachel and Monica both leaned over to me and we all fell into one big sobbing hug. A beat later, Ross, Joey, and Chandler fell into it also.
"You guys are the best friends anyone could ask for!" Rachel sobbed out. "You took me in when I wanted to start over and helped me realize that I don't need my parents. I love you!"
"The five of you were so supportive of my three divorces." Ross choked out.
"I wouldn't have been able to keep on acting if I didn't have you guys to lean on." Joey wailed.
"If I had never moved in with you guys, I would have never found my soul-mate!" Monica sobbed out.
"All of you were like my parents." Chandler sniffled. We stood in the circle all crying when we were inturrepted by a staticy voice.
"Flight 623 to California is now boarding." We all wailed again and crowded around Ross and Rachel crying. The finally broke away and picked up their bags.
"I love you, guys." Ross choked out and Rachel was sobbing to much to even speak but we did make out the word love.
"I love you all! You're coming over for Christmas!" Monica shouted as they began to walk away. We all watched as they dissappeared down the airport leaving Chandler, Monica, Joey, and me.

"I guess we should get going to our car now." Chandler said and took Monica's arm. She shifed Alyson in her arms and used her free arm to hug Phoebe and Joey.
"That goes for you guys also! I expect you guys at my door at 8:00 on December 25th."
"Okay, Mon. We'll see you in 12 months." Joey said and dryly chuckled.
"Come on!" Chandler said, advancing me. "A hug for the Chan-Chan Man!" I giggled and hugged him, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"See ya, Funny Boy."
"Well, this is it, Joe." Joey and Chandler hugged and I could see that Chandler was crying. They pulled away and Chandler took Monica's bag and they walked down the stairs and out of our lives for the next year.

"Well, I guess it's just the two of us." Joey said.
"Yeah..." We sat in awkward silence for a few seconds. "Joey."
"Phoebe." He said at the same exact time and we both laughed.
"You go first."
"Okay, well, I know this isn't the best time for this but...Pheebs...I like you. I always have and I can't let you go to Florida without knowing that. It isn't fair to me...or to you."
"Oh, gosh, Jo-"
"Flight 704 to Florida is now bording."
"Joey," I began again. "I've always liked you too, I guess you're right though, this isn't the right time for this now. I'm sorry." A few minutes in silence passed as tears began to silently flow down my face.
"Last call for Flight 704: New York to Florida." I stood up and wiped the tears off my face.
"Well, I guess this is it. Joey." I held out my hand to him and he awkwardly shook it. I looked down at our two hands and back at his face as a few more tears fell down my face.
"Shh...Pheebs, don't cry." He wiped my tears away, then took my face in his hands and softly kissed me on the lips. Still as magical as it was in 1994 back in Central Perk. I closed my eyes for a second then opened them to find myself staring in Joey's green eyes which were flooded with tears.
"Good-bye, Joey."
"I love you, Pheebs." I smiled sadly and walked to the gate. As I opened the door and stepped though it, I took one last look back and closed the door behind me.

As I sat down in my seat, I realized I could still see Joey through the window. He was slumped down in a chair, his face in his hands, sobbing. I sat there watching him as all memories of him and I came flooding back. Our three...four kisses. Our ride back from Vegas together. Me punching him in the face by accident. Our games and haircuts and smiles. I snapped my head back to the window and saw Joey beginning to get up. Not wanting to miss my chance, I pounded on the window as hard as I could.
"JOEY!!!" I screamed and somehow, he must have sensed me and looked out the window. He ran to the window and pressed against the glass. "I love you!" I screamed.
"What?" He mouthed back.
"I. Love. You!" I screamed again and realized he couldn't hear me. I grabbed my bag and ran to the door of the plane.
"Miss. Miss. Sorry, once you board the plane, you can't leave!" The flight attendent shouted at me.
"Watch me!" I yelled as I pushed her aside and ran out the door. I didn't stop running until I reached the end of the gate and I flung open the door and stared for a second at Joey.
"Pheebs?" He asked surprised and I ran to him and hugged him, sobbing into his shoulder.
"Oh, God, Joey. I love you. I love you so god damn much." I kissed him over and over until he took my face in his hands again and looked into my eyes.
"Welcome home." He said, and together we both watched the plane pull away from the gate until we were ready to go home and begin our new life together.