A/N - OK, I'm still continuing with Broken Promises, Shattered Dreams but I thought of this the other day and I just had to write it. It's based on Ballykissangel but I will change a few things as I go on. OK, here's how it goes. Monica is a pub landlady in a small village in Ireland. Rachel is her best friend . Ross is the local teacher. Joey is one of Monica's best friends, he is a mechanic in the local garage and has a son (to be named later). Phoebe is the local vet. And Chandler is the priest from England. If you ever watched Ballykissangel the characters (Friends) are based on the characters (Ballyk) but only incredibly loosely. They will still have their own character traits and will not have the personalities of anyone else. OK?

I hope you like it, and I do not own Friends or Ballykissangel (thought I'd better put a disclaimer in before they sued me)

Chandler looked out of the window. He couldn't believe he was here, on a bus going through the Irish countryside. He couldn't wait to start his new job. He was going to miss home though. Suddenly the bus stopped and everyone got off.

"What's going on?" Chandler asked the man sitting opposite him

"I don't know. I think the bus must've broken down"

'Great' thought Chandler that was just what he needed. He grudgingly picked up his rucksack and made his way to the front of the bus. He got off and the first thing that hit him was the glorious sunshine. Suddenly being stuck didn't seem to matter to him anymore. He walked over to the bus driver and explained to him that he would be walking,

"Are you sure?" the old man replied, "It may look nice now but Ballykissangel's 5 or 6 miles away. A lot can change in 5 or 6 miles"

"No I'll be fine. I used to do a lot of hiking. I'd enjoy it"

"Well if you're sure we'll be seeing you then"

Chandler watched as the rest of the passengers boarded the bus before he started walking. As he felt the sun on his back he had a feeling he might enjoy working here.

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An hour later and Chandler had to admit the bus driver had been right. Now the clear blue skies had given way to rain, cold, and grey skies. He resigned himself to walking the remaining miles in the rain. What a great start to his new job.

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Monica looked up at the rain pounding against her windshield. Great, bloody great. The roofing in the pub was hardly good, let alone great, and a heavy downpour was just what she needed. If it kept up she'd be living in a swimming pool for the next few weeks. She noticed the hiker up ahead of her. At least she wasn't walking in this weather; she had just made up her mind to drive straight past him when a burst of conscience caught up with her. The poor guy looked drenched; if he didn't get somewhere warm soon they'd be identifying his body tomorrow morning. She slowed her blue van down and opened her window,

"You look like you could do with a lift"

The hiker's face broke into an immediate smile as he looked at her, almost as if he was checking that she wasn't having a laugh at his expense. Finally, deciding she was genuine, he got into the van.

Monica watched him sit down and started the van. She noticed out of the corner of her eye, just how wet he was. Carefully she reached behind her head and pulled the old towel from the back. She threw it at the hiker. Feeling, as usual, that actions spoke louder than words. She eventually spoke to him,

"I'm going to Ballykissangel. I can give you a lift that far"

"That's fine. I'm headed that way as well"

"Really?" she replied, "You visiting?"

He shook his head before replying "No I live there. Or at least I will"

This news took Monica by surprise, she had not expected that. Well a handsome stranger moving into the village wouldn't be that bad, even if he did look scared to death! She smiled slightly at him as if asking him why he was moving. He caught her eye and continued,

"I'm starting a new job"

"Oh really. . . . .Where at?" It was then that she first noticed how good- looking he was. Sure he was no Brad Pitt but when you lived in Ballykissangel you got what you were given.

He answered quickly "At St Josephs, I'm the new priest"

Monica let out an involuntary laugh, which she quickly tried to stifle. Surely this man couldn't be one of them?

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Chandler looked up as the women laughed. What was so funny about being a priest? She had tried to hide the fact that she had laughed, but he had still heard her. Sure people had laughed at him before, his mates mostly, but he had thought he would get more support in Ireland. Maybe that was just him paying too much attention to stereotypes." What?" he asked shifting his gaze onto her face. It was then that he noticed how attractive she was. With her long brown hair and her perfect skin. He abruptly stopped. He was a priest. He couldn't think this way.

The women seemed to have her laughter under control now, "Nothing. I'm sure you'll be welcome, but trust me the last thing this country needs is a priest from England"

"We have enough of yours!" he shot back

"We have enough of ours" she snapped at him

Chandler, sensing that this was not a very sensible conversation topic tried a different one. "I'm Chandler Bing"

"Geller" she replied, he must have looked confused for she added, "Monica Geller"

"That's a beautiful name"

"Thanks" she replied quickly, "But I didn't choose it"

Just as she was saying this they pulled into a quiet village, which Chandler assumed was Ballykissangel. It was a beautiful little town. Much prettier than the bishop had told him. The van made its way down the main street and Chandler noticed a pub with the name 'Geller's' above it, "Is that you?" he asked Monica

"That's me" she replied turning the car "And that's you" she said pointing out the silhouette of a church a few feet away. Chandler got out of the car and said a quiet 'Thank you' without taking his eyes of the church. Monica muttered something under her breath before she drove off, no doubt to her pub. Chandler shook his head.

"Welcome to Ballykissangel" he said to himself as he walked up towards his new home.

A/N - Well this is a kinda dodgy idea. I borrowed a lot of the dialogue from the actual episode of Ballykissangel so sorry. It was just to get me started. In the next instalment we'll meet the rest of the gang and maybe Monica and Chandler's relationship will develop. As always leave a review and be nice!

~*Nina*~