This is a fanfic series about Joey and Phoebe, because quite frankly there are not enough fics about them. This
is part 1 of ??. It takes place during the 7th season I haven't decided how long this series will be. Please read and
review.
I own none of these characters including Dr Foley
Joey's Crisis
SCENE JOEY AND RACHEL'S APARTMENT, JOEY IS WATCHING BAYWATCH. HE HAS BEEN SICK THE PAST TWO
DAYS WITH FLU-LIKE SYMPTOMS. THE PHONE RINGS, JOEY IGNORES THE PHONE AND THE ANSWERING
MACHINE PICKS IT UP
VO Rachel's voice: You've reached Joey and Rachel's, please leave a message after the beep!
Doctor: Hello, this message is for Mr. Tribbiani, This is Doctor Foley at the NYU medical center. I have some important
news for you so if you could please call me back at 555-4345 it is very critical that you call me back as soon as possible.
Joey: That doesn't sound good. (Remains seated while watching Baywatch)
5 MINUTES LATER, CHANDLER BURSTS THROUGH THE DOOR
Chandler: (Out of breath) Did I miss it?
Jo: Just in time for last 10 minutes
Chan: Dammit! I can't believe I missed baywatch cuz I had to go to dinner with Monica's parents!
CHANDLER SITS DOWN ON STOOL BY THE COUNTER
Jo: yea, how'd that go?
Chan: well her parents have scraped together some money for the wedding, and Monica's mom only annoyed her twice,
so it was a rousing success. By the way, she made you some chicken soup. (Hands him a container) You feelin any better?
Jo: I've stopped vomiting and I'm not chilly anymore, but I'm really dizzy and tired. Phoebe said she'd stop by and bring some
videos.
Chan: that sucks
Jo: Phoebe or me being sick
Chan: (sarcastic) Phoebe
Jo: What?!?!
Chan: (sighing) It sucks that you're tired and dizzy.
Jo: yea it does! I haven't had sex in a week! I hate being sick!
Chan: If it makes you feel any better, I've had sex every day this week!
Jo: How is that supposed to make me feel better?
Chan: oh did I say "you"; I meant to say "me"! Man I guess I am the new apartment stud!
Jo: please! Once I am healthy again, I'll be hooking up with women like this! (does two snaps in the air)
CHANDLER GRABS A BEER FROM JOEY'S FRIDGE
Chan: whoa, calm down there big guy, just because I "hooked up" with more women than you in the past week is
no reason to get testy!
Jo: You hooked up with one woman who happens to be your fianc�! That's hardly the same!
Chan: I still got some! More like a lot! I'm not complaining.
Jo: I wouldn't either (looks up and sighs, sees Chandler glaring at him)
Chan: Stop dreaming about my future wife!
Jo: Sorry.
Chan: Crap, I missed the plane crash episode! I only saw it 4 times!!
Jo: I taped it if you wanna watch it, but then again I know how Monica feels about it......
Chan: she feels threatened by it! then she keeps on asking me why I watch it, then she thinks I don't find her sexy anymore,
then I have to sleep on the couch!
Jo: she doesn't know that I tape the episodes for you?
Chan: No no no! And she'll never know about the tapes will she?
Jo: What tapes?
Chan: Good
Jo: no seriously what tapes?
CHANDLER ROLLS HIS EYES, PHONE RINGS, CHANDLER PICKS IT UP
Chan: Yello? He's here hold on a sec. It's for you, I gotta go "wash the dishes" now.
Jo: WHOOPAH!
CHANDLER GIVES THE FIST KNOCK AND LEAVES THE APARTMENT
Jo: (to chan) loser (on the phone) Hello?
Doctor: Mr. Tribbiani?
Jo: this is he
Doc: Thank god I reached you in time. I called earlier; this is Doctor Foley from the NYU medical center. By any
chance did you ever know a Kate Miller?
Jo: yea we did a play like 4 years ago. Why, what happened to Kate?
Doc: She died..
Jo: Oh my god, that's, horrible! What did she die of?
Doc: Feline Leukemia.
Jo: (Pause) I gotta ask, why are you calling me? Are you related to her or something?
Doc: Mr. Tribbiani
Jo: Joey
Doc: Joey, Kate Miller apparently contracted AIDS from one of her former lovers. The only way to contract this form off leukemia
is from a weakened immune system. Ms Miller did not find out she had full blown AIDS until a few months ago. She had made a
list of people she was intimate with, and we are checking every name on her list.
Jo: (panic) I had sex with her, but it was like 4 years ago! We used a condom!
Doc: You could have contracted HIV, it does have a long incubation period. (Joey is silently crying) Look lets not get into this over the
phone. Can you please come in tomorrow so we can draw some blood and see if you are sick. If you are then we can start
treatment. If you're not then you have nothing to worry about. And please be very careful until then. NYU medical center tomorrow
at 8:30 ok?
Jo: (weeping) ok
Doc: Joey, you may be perfectly healthy ok? We just need to know.
Jo: yea, thank you.
Doc: see you tomorrow.
JOEY IS ABOUT TO LOSE IT, HE SITS ON THE COUCH, HEAD IN HANDS CRYING.
Jo: oh god, I'm such and idiot.
40 MINUTES LATER
PHEOBE ENTERS THE APARTMENT
Phoebe: Hey Joey, I rented Die Hard, and I have this aromatherapy!.... (sees Joey crying his eyes out) Joey? Honey whets
wrong? Your aura is all red! (Joey moans) Come on you can tell me.
Jo: (Thru Tears) God Phoebe, I screwed up big time!
Phoe: what did you break chandlers computer?
Jo: well yea, but not that, I, I, oh god, its horrible.
Phoe: look, Joey whatever it is it can be fix--
Jo: (cutting her off) I think I have AIDS
Phoe: (tearing up softly) what?!?!?
Jo: I think I have AIDS.
Phoe: No! (stands up) no, no no!
Jo: I'm sorry phoebe (losing control)
Phoe: oh Joey its not your fault
Jo: but it is! You know many people I put at risk? I can't even remember some of my one-night stands! And they probably
had sex with other people! There could be men and women around the world who are dying because of me! ME! (Continues to sob)
Phoe: Did you take a test yet?
Jo: no, but remember Kate the actress? She died of it, and apparently she had it for a while. I don't remember
using a condom with her! Even if I did, they aren't 100% safe! Even if I didn't get it from her, I've slept with so many women,
I coulda gotten it from one of them! What-
Phoe: Joey, calm down ok? You haven't even taken a test yet. You could be obsessing over nothing!
Jo: I co-cou-could be f-f-fine or i co-could be dy-dyi-dying!
Phoe: Joey I promise you, you'll be fine. When are you getting the test done?
Jo: First thing tomorrow morning
Phoe: Do you want me to go with you?
Jo: (stops crying, sniffs, whispers) yes please. thanks pheebs.
Phoe: anytime Joey.
Jo: phoebe?
Phoe: yes Joey?
Jo: I love you
Phoe: I love you too.
Jo: can you stay here tonight? I don't wanna be alone
Phoe: of course Joey, why don't you go to bed? I'll join you in a few minutes.
Jo: ok.
PHOEBE GOES INTO THE BATHROOM AND SITS ON THE TOILET
Phoe: Dear god, I know I haven't spoken to you since my mom committed suicide, but please don't take away Joey, please!
(crying) He is too sweet and innocent to die so young! Please let him be ok!
PHOEBE GOES INTO JOEY'S ROOM. JOEY IS SITTING ON THE EDGE OF THE BED CRYING. PHOEBE HUGS
HIM, THEN PUSHES HIM DOWN ON THE BED AND COVERS HIM WITH A QUILT. SHE LAYS DOWN NEXT TO HIM
AND PUTS HER ARM AROUND HIM.
Phoe: sweetie, everything's gonna be fine, I promise.
Jo: Phoebe, when I think of the all the stupid things I've done, all my mishaps and mistakes, none of them were this serious.
If I'm sick then I put a lot of people at risk, and I don't think I could live with that!
Phoe: Joey, please don't jump to any conclusions until we know ok?
Jo: ok
Phoe: why don't you try to get some sleep ok? Don't you worry I won't leave you.
JOEY FALLS ASLEEP QUICKLY; PHOEBE HAS TEARS IN HER EYES AS SHE RUNS HER HAND THROUGH HIS HAIR.
To Be Continued