A/N: And now we're back at the beginning of the story! This chapter will be the last one for this fic, so it's a bit longer, and I must say, I'm a little sad it's over because I've enjoyed writing it! I want to thank every single person who read it and also left nice comments in the reviews, it means so much to me! :)

Frank Jr. and Phoebe heard the music over the loud speakers in the church. They were the last ones in there, and they knew it was their queue to walk down the aisle.

'Oh my God, this is it...' Phoebe thought, taking a deep breath.

Frank Jr. held his arm out for her to take. "That's us. You ready to do this?"

"Yeah..uh-huh." Phoebe said, but she didn't take his arm. She was beginning to feel weak in the knees, and needed to sit down. Her heart was beating rapidly, and her stomach was churning. "At least I think I am.." she tried to steady her breathing.

Frank Jr. looked at her, confused. "Phoebe?"

"I'm ok. I just...I..I" she grabbed hold of a chair near the door, and sat down, trying to breath through this feeling and build up her confidence. She knew Joey, and hundreds of other people were out there waiting for her. Joey was probably going to start to worry. She hated to do this to him, but she felt like she had no control over herself right now. She looked up at her brother. "I...don't know if I can do this." she admitted, and placed her head in her hands.

Frank Jr. stood beside Phoebe, watching her with concern. She felt like she was about to have an anxiety attack, though she had never had one before. She couldn't stop shaking, as she was trying to calm herself with deep breaths, that were turning into heavy sobs.

She felt her brother's hand on her shoulder. "Hey, come on, Phoebe. Try to relax. What are you so afraid of?" He crouched down to her level.

Phoebe shook her head and looked at him, her eyes filled with tears. "So many things.." she said, still trying to calm herself. "I'm...I'm so use to..everybody in my life just...leaving me, you know? Everybody that I love and care about..They always end up leaving, or...or killing themselves, or going to jail...I just want this to work out, so badly. But what if it doesn't?"

As Phoebe started to break down again, Frank Jr. put his arms around her, rubbing her back, in a vigorous, but calming way. "Shh, it's alright, sis. Hey, look.. this guy that you're marrying.." As he released her, he thought for a few seconds.

"Joey.." Phoebe reminded him.

"Right. Joey. He's the actor, right? The one who moved to Hollywood?"

Phoebe nodded, managing a small smile. "Yeah."

"Yeah..And he moved back here, just to be with you. He must really like you. Plus, he seems like a real nice guy."

"He is." She said, nodding again, playing with the colourful bouquet of flowers in her lap.

Frank pulled a packet of tissues from his pocket, handing them to Phoebe so that she could dry her eyes.

"Oh!" he said suddenly. "I almost forgot...I had a talk with him. He wanted me to tell you something..uhm."

Phoebe looked up, waiting as Frank Jr. tried to remember what it was.

"Oh! He said that everything is going to be ok. And that he loves you. A lot."

Phoebe's eyes welled with tears again, but this time they were good tears, as she found so much comfort in those simple words. He must have known about the baby, and it meant so much to her hearing that he was ok with it.

"He said that?"

"Yeah. And, uhm..look, I know this is scary, sis. It's always scary taking a big step like this. Like when we had the triplets..that was scary for me. But, I love those little brats, so much. I'm so glad I have them. Anyways..I think you're going to be really happy with this guy, Phoebe. And it would be really silly not to go through with this just because you're scared, right? You'd miss out on so much."

Phoebe smiled. "You're right. You know...we must have the same genes, because you're almost as wise as me."

Frank Jr. looked down at his pants, confused and looked back at Phoebe. "I'm wearing pants, not jeans."

Phoebe laughed. "Nevermind.." she rose to her feet. "I think I'm ready now."


She dabbed her eyes with her Kleenex. "Do I look ok? I mean, can you tell I've been crying?"

"You look perfect, sis. And it's ok to cry on your wedding day. Especially cause you're a girl, and all."

Phoebe smiled bravely. She took her brother by the arm. "Alright. Let's do this..."


Joey was getting anxious. He could see the worried faces of the people in the crowd. His palms were beginning to sweat.

'Phoebe, please don't do this to me..' he thought. He glanced down at his watch, wondering how long he had been standing here, waiting.
What was he supposed to do if she didn't show up? How long was he supposed to just stand there, looking like an idiot? He felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry, man." Ross whispered from behind him. "She's coming. She's just...taking her time, that's all."

Joey sucked in a deep breath. "I hope so.." he muttered. Rachel stepped down from her pedastal on the other side of the alter where her and Monica were standing.

"Joey, sweetie.. do you want me to go check on her? I'm sure she's just tied up with something.."

"Uhm..Nah. let's wait another minute or so." he said, trying to stay optimistic.

He stared down the aisle, growing more worried with each second that passed, though he tried not to show it. He shifted his feet, uncomfortably, wiped his hands on his pants and looked at his watch again. He gave a sigh. "Alright, maybe you should go, Rach."

Rachel nodded, handing her bouquet to Monica. She was about to step off the alter when Phoebe and Frank Jr. finally appeared at the back of the crowd.

"Oh, nevermind, she's here!" Rachel said, "See? I knew it." She stepped back up onto her place next to Monica.

Joey felt a huge sense of relief when he saw her coming. Everyone rose to their feet as she reached the aisle. Joey couldn't take his eyes off of her. She had never looked so beautiful to him, in her stunning white gown. She looked back at him, smiling.

Finally, they reached the alter. Joey waited for Frank Jr. to give her away when the priest asked him. Phoebe let go of her brother's arm and stepped up onto the alter. "Hi..sorry I'm late, guys." she muttered, before turning to face Joey. She had red streaks down her cheeks, which Joey knew meant she had been crying, but he knew that she was ok, now from the brave smile she gave him. Despite the tears, she still looked gorgeous.

'This is it,' Joey thought. 'This is really happening..we're getting married.'

He could barely pay attention to what the priest was saying as he began his speech, because he couldn't stop looking at Phoebe. He took her hands in his. They had rehearsed all of this yesterday, but this felt different because this was the real thing. He realized that the priest had stopped talking, meaning that this was the part where they read their vows. He reached into his pocket and took out the peice of paper he had carefully folded and placed in there earlier. His hands were shaking so badly when he opened it. He was nervous because he wasn't sure that what he wrote was good enough, even though he had gone over it over and over again to make it as perfect as he could.

"Phoebe.." he began. "I promise that I will never stop loving you, from this day forward. I promise that I will always be here to protect you, and support you in everything that you do. And I'll help you to reach your dreams, and if you're ever sad, or sick, or afraid, just remember how much I love you and that there's nothing I wouldn't do for your happiness. And I want you to know how happy it makes me knowing that I'm going to get to share my life with you because, every moment that I spend with you is amazing. You're the most beautiful person, from the inside out, that I've ever met. I've always felt so privledged to call you my friend. And now, I'll get to call you my wife and you have no idea how happy that makes me. I love you. And, uhm..that's it." He gave an awkward shrug, because he didn't really know how to end it. But when he looked up, he saw the tears in Phoebe's eyes. Both of her bridesmaids were carefully dabbing their eyes as well, so he took that as a
sign that had done a decent job in writing his vows.

Next was Phoebe's turn to give her vows. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Oh..uhm, hold on one sec." she said, handing her flowers to Rachel, and then reaching down into the front of her dress. Joey had to smile at how typical it was for Phoebe to keep her written vows in her bra. She finally pulled out a folded square of paper and opened it up. She too, was shaking, nervously as she held it in front of her. She took a deep breath and smiled up at him.

"My dearest Joey," she started. "You've always held a very special place in my heart. For as long as I've known you, you've always been there for me when I needed you. As you know, I believe there is such a thing as soul-mates. And I've been searching for mine for a very long time, looking in all the wrong directions, because little did I know, that he's been right here in front of me, all along. It may have taken some time for me to figure that out, but I'm glad that I finally did. You're my best friend, in the whole world, and so much more than that. You're my rock, you're my whole world and my everything." Phoebe paused, looking up from her peice of paper, with tears beginning to brim her eyes. "You know..it's moments like these that I really wish that my mom was still here. I especially wish that she would have got to meet you because I know that she'd agree with me that you're perfect. You don't know how lucky I feel to have you in my life, and I know that you're going to be the perfect husband.." she stopped once again, this time wiping more tears from her eyes. "And the perfect father. I love you so much."

There were a few cheers from the crowd, upon hearing this news. Mostly from Joey's side of the family. He turned to address them. "Alright, alright, settle down!...we're not married yet!" he turned to the priest. "Sorry, father. Carry on."

The preist waited for the crowd to simmer down before he continued with the ceremony. He gave his speech on the rings and their representation of unity, before Joey was able to bend down and untie them from the pillow that little Frank Jr. Jr. the ring bearer was holding. After he slipped Phoebe's onto her finger, and she did the same to his, he held her hands, lovingly in his, waiting anxiously for what he considered the best part of the ceremony.

"Do you Joseph, take this woman to be your wife?" he heard the priest say.

Joey smiled, widely, staring into Phoebe's beautiful, shimmering green eyes. He took a deep breath. "I do."

"And do you Phoebe, take this man to be your husband?"

Phoebe smiled, nodding. "Yes, I do."

"Then by the power vested upon me by the state of New York, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."

This time, the entire crowd of people erupted into loud happy cheers when Joey kissed Phoebe, as his wife, for the first time. He wrapped his arms around her, and held her to him.

"You already knew, didn't you?" she said into his ear.

"Yep." he told her, smiling as he let go of her.

"Frank told you?" she asked.

"Nah...I just figured it out on my own." he winked. "Well..Ross and Chandler helped."

Phoebe glanced up and Chandler and Ross and then back at Joey. "So...you're not mad?"

"Mad?" Joey repeated, with a laugh. "Pheebs. Why would I be mad? I think this is great!"

"You do?"

"Yeah! I'd love to have a family with you, Pheebs! More than anything else in the world!"

She smiled, tearfully and threw her arms around his neck. "I love you."

"I love you, too." He kissed her cheek. "This is a great thing for us, ok? We're gonna be just fine, I promise."

"Awwh, you guys!" Rachel interrupted. She still appeared to be very emotional, and was wiping tears from her eyes.
She threw her arms around the newlyweds while they were still embraced.

"That was...the most beautiful wedding I've ever seen! Seriously!"

Monica looked offended. "You mean after my wedding, right?"

"Oh, sush! Your wedding is old news!" Rachel told her, and reconsidered her words when Monica glared. "Though it was beautiful, too. Awh, I love you both so much!"

With her still arms around Phoebe and Joey, giving them a good squeeze. It wasn't long before all the others joined in in the big group hug, of all 6 of them.

"We love you guys, too." Phoebe said.

"Alright.."Monica said, letting go. "I hate to break this up, but it's time for pictures and all that fun stuff."

Joey sighed, impatiently. "Dammit, I was hoping it was time to eat now."

Phoebe smiled, touching his cheek. "Very soon, sweetheart."

"We get first dibs on the cake, right?"

Phoebe laughed. "Of course, we do. We paid for it."

"Yes!" Joey cried, raising his fist in the air.

He wrapped his arm around his wife's shoulder, kissing the side of her head as they walked towards the table to sign their official wedding certificates. He couldn't believe that this had finally happened, after waiting for so long. He was officially settled down, and married to the woman he loved. He never would have though he could be feel this happy in a million years. And this was only the beginning.../

Phoebe wasn't sure what time it was when she was awakened by the sunlight, hitting her eyes through the curtains of their honeymoon suite the next morning. At first, she didn't want to move from where she was, as she lay warm and comfortable, enveloped in her husband's arms on their king size bed, but she couldn't manage to go back to sleep now. Mostly because of the memories of all the fun and excitement from the day before. The reception was amazing, and loads of fun with all of her friends, and her new in-laws, who were great at making Phoebe feel like part of the family, already.

She reached back, grabbing Joey's wrists and managed to free herself from his loving, protective embrace without waking him. He looked too peaceful to disturb, so she just covered him back up with their blanket, and lightly kissed him on the forehead. She decided to let him sleep a little longer, since they had been up so late last night, and get some fresh air out on the deck. Before she got out of bed, she grabbed the shirt Joey was wearing last night off the floor and put it on, with her pj shorts from the overnight bag she had packed, but hadn't been worn yet. She picked also picked up her dress off the floor. Not wanting it to get wrinkled, she draped it over a chair, admiring with a bittersweet feeling. She knew that yesterday was probably the last time she would wear it, and that it would most likely just hang in her closet from now on. 'Maybe if I'm having a girl,' she thought. 'She'll wear it someday.'

With that thought it mind, Phoebe went over to the glass doors of the deck. She felt a refreshing morning breeze touch her skin as soon as she opened the door and stepped out. The view of Central Park from this hotel was amazing. Especially with the sun cresting over the trees this early in the morning. Phoebe rested her elbows on the railing to admire it for a while. She started thinking about her life at this point. Her new marriage, and the journey she and Joey were about to begin together, and she didn't feel scared at all. In fact, it seems silly to think of how scared she was, yesterday.

She heard the door slide open behind her, and she saw her husband stepping outside to join her. He appeared to be still half-asleep, with a blanket from their bed wrapped around his shoulders. She turned around to greet him with a kiss.

"My, don't you look all cute and snuggly." She remarked.

Joey yawned. "Actually, I woke up because I was cold. Someone left me all alone, AND stole my shirt!"

Phoebe smirked up at him, locking her arms around his neck, and gazing into his dark brown eyes. "Who would do a thing like that?"

"Some girl who thinks she's cute enough to get away with it." he replied, and kissed her again for several seconds. He smiled. "She happens to be my beautiful wife."

Phoebe grinned as she released him. "Oh, she doesn't think she's cute enough. She KNOWs she is."

As she turned back to the view she had been looking at, she felt his arms around her, pulling her into the blanket, too. He hugged her closer to him, and affectionately covered her neck and face in kisses before he hooked his chin over her shoulder. "What're you doing out here this early?"

She shrugged. "Oh, y'know..just thinking...about things."

"Good things, I hope."

"Of course" she replied, reaching up and brushing the back of her hand against his cheek. He looked out at the same view she was looking at for several seconds, in silence. Then his hands slipped under her shirt and rested just below her rib cage. He looked down.

"Is there really a baby in there right now?"

Phoebe smiled, and lowered his hands a bit. "Actually, it's more about there."

"Oh.." he said. "Yeah, I think I feel something!"

"I don't think so, sweetie." she said. "It's only about the size of a bean right now. It doesn't even have legs so I don't think you'll feel a kick for quite some time."

"Well," Joey said. "It wasn't a kick, but something feels different, for sure." he looked up at her. "Do you think it knows I'm here?"

"Of course it does." She told him. "It's probably thinking, 'Hey, it's that guy who's testicles I sprang fourth from!'"

Joey let out an offended gasp "Phoebe!" he laughed. "Don't talk like that in front of the baby."

She laughed as well. "Don't worry, I don't think it can hear us yet. In a few more days I'll have to go for the first ultra-sound so that they can tell us how far along I am and all that stuff."

"Oh. Will they be able to tell us what it is? I kinda feel bad just calling it 'it'."

"I'm not sure." Phoebe told him. "What do you think it is?"

Joey thought for a few seconds. "I'm kinda hoping it's a boy. But if it's a girl, that's ok, too. She'll probably be as pretty as you."

He smiled, securing his arms around her shoulders. He looked out at the sunrise before them.

"Sure looks great from up here, huh?" Phoebe asked.

"Yep, sure does." he agreed. "Life doesn't get much better than this, does it, Pheebs?"

She turned her head looking at him. "It will. Just you wait." she planted another kiss on his lips.

"Yeah," he says. "Starting when I get some food. I'm starving. I'm gonna go order us some room service."

He turned around and quickly dissapeared into their room again. Phoebe shook her head with a smile, because he never stopped thinking about food. She looked out the park one more time before she turned around and went back inside to join her husband on what she knew was going to be a perfect day.

A/N: Well, that's it! Although this isn't the very end for this fic, as I'm already working on a sort of epilogue chapter. And if you want to know what happens next for Phoebe and Joey, another fic that I wrote, "TOW Phoebe and Joey's baby" is unintentionally ties into this one in a way, so feel free to check it out. Thanks again for reading! :)