I. The One With
the Mystic
by
Creedog VanDrey
Rating: PG
Language: English
Summary: Season 7.
Godeerc gives the gang their first set of glimpses.
A/N: Welcome to the Godeerc the Mystic Series. This is a new type of fic. It’s sort of fantasy, but really falls in a
kind of Could-Have-Been category. It
features a new Character, Godeerc VanDrey (you’ll notice that Creedog wrote
this), who is a mystic (I’ll explain later), and he gives the gang
“glimpses.” Just read it. It’s very popular among my regular fans.
Scene 1: Central Perk
(the gang is sitting on the
couches, drinking coffee)
(a man of about thirty years
with dark brown hair wearing a dark blue monk-like robe)
Godeerc: (to a waitress) Excuse me, is this Central
Perk?
Jessica: (turns around) Yes, it is? Godeerc?
Godeerc: (surprised) Jessica! I… didn’t realize you worked here.
Jessica: Yeah, I do.
Godeerc: Um… well… I’m looking for… (sees
the gang on the couches) them. It was
nice to see you. I’m sorry I can’t talk,
but I’m here on business. And, well…
Jessica: How ‘bout some coffee?
Godeerc: Coffee would be wonderful. (clears
his throat) Decaf, please.
Jessica: (quickly) Coming right
up.
Phoebe: (as he approaches) Ex-girlfriend?
Godeerc: Not exactly, but we go back a while, and wasn’t
prepared to see her again.
Phoebe: I know, she’s a babe, isn’t she?
Godeerc: You must be Ms. Buffay.
Phoebe: Ooh. You
must be psychic, too. (points) Pieces!
Godeerc: Nice shooting.
You are Phoebe Buffay, a masseuse. Unmarried. You are the daughter of Frank and Lilly Buffay. You have a
twin named Ursula. She’s a
waitress.
Phoebe: And my sign?
Godeerc: Sagittarius?
Phoebe: Lucky guess.
Ross: Okay, am I the only one who’s a bit creeped out?
Godeerc: I should explain myself, Dr. Geller. My name is Godeerc VanDrey. I’m a mystic.
(blank looks)
Godeerc: Yeah, that never gets me anywhere. I’m of a special type of mystic known as a
glimpser. Basically what I do is take
suggestions for ways that you’d like to change your pasts. Then I induce a vision, known as a glimpse,
so you can watch me do it, and then the aftereffects. And since the metaphysics carries over,
you’ll find yourself with your same memories, but your physical presence will
change as if the past had occurred. I’ll
receive periodic insights and I’ll be able to clarify most things.
Joey: Oh, I get it. (
Godeerc: Okay, I’ll show you. Dr. Geller, what’s one thing in your past
you’d like changed?
Ross: (looks at Rachel) I wish the whole “On a break”
thing had never happened. (to Godeerc) Okay, we used
to date...
Godeerc: (motioning for him to stop) I understand
completely. (Ross is surprised) Pretend I took a crash course in your life
stories. Here it goes.
Scene 2: Rachel and Monica’s Kitchen, 1996
(Ross and Rachel during the “Maybe we should go on a
break” scene)
Rachel: Maybe we should go on a break.
Ross: That’s a good idea. We’ll get some frozen yogurt or something.
Rachel: No, Ross, a break from us.
(Ross storms out)
Scene 3: The hallway, directly following
(Ross walking out devastated, met by Godeerc, in normal
clothes)
Godeerc: Dr. Geller?
Ross: Yeah, that’s me.
Do I know you?
Godeerc: No, but you work at the museum, right?
Ross: (sad tone) Uh-huh.
I do.
Godeerc: I know I’m going to regret this, but what’s
wrong?
Ross: I just broke up with my girlfriend. It was a serious relationship.
Godeerc: So what, “Let’s see other people,” or “Let’s
just be friends”? What?
Ross: “Let’s go on a break... from us.”
Godeerc: A break?
I’m really no expert, but it
sounds like she just wants time to cool off.
Ross: You really think so?
Godeerc: Dr. Geller, here’s some advice: Go home. Get some rest. Do not do anything you’ll regret. Right now, it sounds like a good time to let
things settle out a bit.
Ross: Okay.
Scene 4: Ross’s Apartment
(Ross wakes up in an empty bed)
Ross: (looks to his side, seeing no one) Rachel... (phone rings; he gets up and answers it)
Rachel: (on phone) Hey, Ross, it’s Rach... Can I come
over? I want to talk.
Ross: Uh... sure.
Come on over. Please…
(time lapse)
Ross: (answers the door) Rachel.
Rachel: Ross.
Ross: So, you wanted to talk to me?
Rachel: Yeah.
Ross, I want to apologize for last night. I just needed time to cool off.
Ross: Really?
That’s fine. Listen, I shouldn’t
have brought up Mark. I trust you
completely. I just get…
Rachel: (motions it off) I would really appreciate it if
we could let things go back to normal.
Ross, I still love you. I
do. Would it be okay if I’m your
girlfriend again?
Ross: (smiling) Absolutely. I love you, Rachel.
Rachel: (smiling) I love you, too. (they
hug tightly, and kiss)
Scene 5: Central Perk, Present
(the gang looking like they
just came out of a trance)
Joey: (jerks) Whoa!
What just happened? I was like,
seeing things.
Godeerc: That was a glimpse. You saw how things changed.
Ross: Wow, so I never slept with Chloe?
Godeerc: Never even met her. Well you did, but you weren’t on a break at
the time.
Godeerc: Four years ago?
Yeah. But still stay away. She’s still polygamous and all that, and
it’s… ew.
Rachel: What happened after that?
Godeerc: Well, part of the glimpse is physical
representation. Rachel, are your hands
sore?
Rachel: (rubs them) No. Why? (notices
something, looks at her hand) Oh, my gosh. I’m engaged! (looks
at her other hand) No, I’m married!
Ross: (looking at his own hand) Physical
representation. Does this mean we got...
married?
Godeerc: Yes. Shortly
afterwards, you proposed. You were
married about the same time as when you would have married Emily.
Ross: Emily... So, she never happened, either?
Godeerc: You don’t even know her besides some British
chick that Rachel took to an opera.
Rachel: I took her to the dumb opera?
Godeerc: What else would you have done?
Rachel: Joshua… I would have been engaged. Wow, happily married within a month. How happily? (like
an answer, a baby waking is heard beside Ross on the couch; he turns to look)
Godeerc: (to Ross) Well, pick up
your daughter.
Rachel: (nervous) We... we have
a baby? That’s... that’s... (Ross picks
up the infant, and holds it next to Rachel, who becomes speechless) that’s a
pretty, little girl. My
cute, little daughter.
Ross: Our
cute, little daughter. (he smiles at Rachel, who
smiles back, and holds the baby)
Rachel: Like a football... What’s her name?
Godeerc: Emily Catherine.
Rachel: We named our baby Emily?
Godeerc: Ross did suggest it awhile back. And like I said, Emily Waltham was just your boss’s niece that you took to the opera.
Monica: (looking at her hand)
Monica: Funny. (read the
inscription on her ring) “My Sight, My Faith, My Love.” That sounds like something Richard would put.
(realizes) Oh, no.
I’m engaged to Richard!
(COMMERCIAL BREAK)
Monica: What happened to me and
Godeerc: Well, there is no you and
Godeerc: Where’d you guys hook up?
Monica: But, what about the baby issue?
Godeerc: I guess you got over it.
Monica: (whiny) But I don’t wanna
get over it. I’m marrying
Godeerc: (nods) Yeah.
Monica: Honey, calm down. Not until you’re ready. (mouths
“soon” to the rest of the gang) Can you
put
Godeerc: My pleasure.
Scene 6: A Wedding Hall, 1998
(
Monica: (hugs
Monica: My best friend too. Then my brother, of course.
Monica: A little... I mean, after breaking up with
Richard, I kind of miss having no one.
Godeerc: Ma’am, you wouldn’t happen to be the sister of
the groom, would you?
Monica: Yeah, I am.
Godeerc: And you’re the best man, sir?
Godeerc: You’re definitely Chandler Bing. Drink? (holds up a
tray)
Godeerc: Absolutely.
By the way, is it noisy in here, or is it just me?
Monica: No, all the hustle and bustle. (sighs dreamily) But you gotta
admit; it’s giving me a headache. Let’s
go check out the honeymoon suite.
(time lapse)
(the two sitting on the bed,
drinks in hand)
Monica: You called me fat! (also
intoxicated)
Monica: Why, thank you. (flaunts
herself, but laughs)
Monica: So are you.
Monica: No, I was lying. (
Monica: Bungee-jumped?
Monica: Phoebe has.
She lives with a duck.
Monica: If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were
trying to take advantage of a drunk girl, but,
luckily, there’s not enough blood in my alcohol to make me… not knowing of that
fact. I know I really want to kiss you.
(kisses him) Now we have kissed. Know what else we’ve never done? (whispers in his ear)
Monica: Well, no, but why not? (without
waiting for answer, kisses him) Ross and Rachel will get their turn with the
bed.
Godeerc: (who’s been sitting a chair, watching) I’ll be
leaving now. (exits)
Scene 7: Central Perk, Present
(the gang sitting around the
couches, again de-trancing)
Godeerc: Well, what do you think?
Joey: I think I’ll never get used to that “glimpsing”
thing.
Monica: Hey, if I’m engaged to
Godeerc: (calmly) Thank you.
Monica: (noticing something) Phoebe, you’re pregnant!
Phoebe: (who is indeed about six months with child) Oh,
wow, I am. Cool! (silence)
Ross: So, don’t you want to know why?
Phoebe: Oh, yeah, that’d be nice to know.
Godeerc: (thinks) Rachel, remember you wanting a bonus
night on Monica and
Rachel: Yeah, (pause) but how do you know?
Godeerc: I have my ways. You’d be surprised.
Rachel: Just one question, how does
me wanting a bonus night get Phoebe pregnant?
Godeerc: Well, Ms. Green, or Mrs. Geller should I say,
(each one smiles) why did you want a bonus night?
Rachel: ‘Cause I was wishing
that I had “the One.” I didn’t have
anyone.
Godeerc: But you did.
Rachel: (looks at Ross and smiles) I did, didn’t I?
Monica: But Phoebe didn’t.
Phoebe: So I had a bonus night. With who?
Godeerc: Who was available?
Joey: What? Why are you all looking at...? (gasps; shakily points a finger at Phoebe’s stomach)
That’s... that’s mine?! (Godeerc nods)
Phoebe: Wow, must have been some bonus night. (looks at her hand, finding it bare; her face turns to anger)
Joseph Francis Tribianni! Why am I still
single if it’s your kid?!
Joey: (trembling) I don’t know. I could never abandon you. Could I?
Godeerc: You go MIA for about a week, but come back
willing to work things out, but Phoebe tries to kill you.
Joey: (scoots away from Phoebe) Uh, can you fix that?
Godeerc: Without a glimpse. (simply)
Breast pocket.
Joey: (grasps his chest, and smiles; turns to Phoebe)
Uh, Pheebs?
Phoebe: (cold) Uh-huh?
Joey: Phoebe, if that really is my child in there, you
know I would do anything for him. It’s a
scary world out there, especially for a single mom. I’ve always felt we shared a special
bond. So, Phoebe Buffay, will you marry
me? (A/N: Imagine The One With the Red Sweater for
Phoebe’s response)
Phoebe: Hell yeah, it’s your kid. (grabs
his face and kisses him; he sits down beside her) So, what happens now?
Godeerc: Well, that’s the future. I can’t promise these results, but you and
Joey do marry. It’s not a marriage of
love, per se, but you do become monogamous and, yes, involved (tilts his head
to imply something). Your friendship and
the baby keep things together. I cannot
say it’s the best path of life for you two, in terms of finding one’s soul
mate, for example. (checks his watch) I can’t stay a
whole lot longer, but I’d be willing to try to fine tune some more.
Phoebe: Nah, we’ve already messed with fate enough for
one night. I can live with Joey. Plus, you never know what’s around the
bend. It what you described what is going to happen?
Godeerc: It’s a prediction based on some pretty
high-level information. Telling you it
one of the biggest exclusion.
Monica: Wow! That
was amazing. In about half an hour,
you’ve changed our lives. Kept
Ross: Yeah, I always said under the right conditions,
Rachel and I would be… Rachel and I, and well, you set the conditions. I can’t thank you enough.
Rachel: Yeah, it’s gonna be weird having a daughter named Emily, but… (looks at her baby)
Godeerc: You’re all very welcome. I’ve been watching you for a great many
years, and I can say I’ve enjoyed showing you that life can be happy. May we meet again. (he leaves amidst thanks from the group; bumps into Jessica)
Oh… hey, here’s my card… (gives it to her) Call me and
we’ll catch up, okay?
Jessica: (smiles) Sure.
(he leaves)
Phoebe: You don’t have to be a mystic to see what’s gonna on over there…
Rachel: (rolls her head back, closing her eyes) Wow,
guys that was strange, but I really can’t believe how happy I am right now. (she erects her head and looks at her baby, but finding her
arms empty) Where’d Emily go? (looks around)
Monica: Phoebe, you’re not pregnant anymore!
Phoebe: Whoa, I’m not.
Rachel: My wedding ring!
It’s gone!
Ross: So is mine.
Phoebe: Mine too.
Monica: I’ve still got mine.
Rachel: I don’t believe it. He just left and all that stuff just
disappeared. He didn’t change the
past. He just showed us what it’d be
like if he did.
Ross: So, no marriage?
No baby? Damn…
Rachel: I guess not.
So, this means Chloe had happened again.
Ross: No! No; it cannot be back. Just when I’d gotten rid of
it. Rach...
Rachel: Uh-uh.
This means you slept with her.
Ross: Rach! You
care more about the fact that it happened rather than the fact that I didn’t
choose for it to, and would much rather it didn’t.
Rachel: You always have… and it’s not like you weren’t
in control of it.
Ross: I wasn’t.
Rach, I didn’t want something like that to happen before. I didn’t want it to have happened
afterwards. I was drunk, so I didn’t
know what I wanted when it was happening.
If I was sober, would I have wanted it?
No. Rachel, a moment ago, you
were overjoyed with the fact that you were married to me, and that we had a
baby. If that makes you happy, why don’t
we fix it ourselves? We don’t need a
mystic for that…
Rachel: No, Ross.
I understand that Chloe wasn’t your choice, but I’m sorry, but the fact
that it happened just scares me.
Ross: You had a baby.
You loved it.
Rachel: (cold and sarcastic) Well, if I have any babies
with you, maybe I’ll think it over. (^_^ - Hehehe)
Phoebe: (sweetly) So, Joey, you would ask to marry me if
I was having a baby... even if it wasn’t yours?
Joey: (a bit scared) Uh... yeah.
Phoebe: That’s nice. (leans
closer and flirts)
Joey: Listen, guys, I’ll be in my apartment.
Phoebe: Whoo. Sounds nice.
Joey: (to
(END)
A/N: Nice, that was really fun. I am so doing another one of these. I’ve got to get a new idea first,
though. But when I do, it TOW Mystic,
Part 2. (A better name will be provided.) Anyway, I really enjoyed writing this
fic. Though, I think it’s a bit shorter
than most of my other fics. My usual is
about 15 pages per story, but this one’s only about twelve. I think I’ll go back and add some content. Thank you for your reading. Please review if you enjoyed it.
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(^_^) – I am Sonriso, the Mystiquito. Good-bye… and good luck.
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© 2001. Created Thursday, December 27, 2001. Updated Thursday, June 5, 2003. Updated Tuesday, October 5, 2004.