LUCKY ESCAPES.

Hey again guys!! This is my second fic entitled "Lucky Escapes" and it is about Monica and Chandler of course!! This will probably be part 1 of 3, but the 3 won't lead on from each other – they will be like 3 little stories only linked by the title...if you see what i mean!!

Authors Note: This is set in season 5, when Monica and Chandler are having their affair and nobody knows.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Friends and I highly doubt I ever will…There I said it…Happy?!

"Chandler Bing speaking" Chandler answered the phone in his apartment where he was alone.

"Hey…You able to come round?" Monica spoke softly and low, tantalizing Chandler.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world. When?" He replied rather quickly, already excited.

"As soon as." Came the warm response. " I have a surprise for you…" She trailed off, sensing his excitement already. She hung up the phone, knowing it would be a matter of minutes before her lover appeared at the door.

Lover. She loved calling him by that.

No sooner had she thought to herself, the door opened swiftly to reveal a grinning Chandler.

Their eyes connected instantly and they stood in each others' gaze for around 30 seconds before they strode toward each other and melted in a passionate embrace. They wanted each other badly. Coming up from the kiss for air, Chandler took the chance to ask Monica about the surprise.

"Follow me" was all she answered, as she took Chandler's hand in hers and led him to the balcony.

Chandler gasped as he saw what was waiting for him. A deep red rug was lain out on the floor surrounded by lit candles. Rose petals were strewn across the rug, and two glasses of champagne were waiting to be drunk, glistening as the moon light caught them.

"Wow, this is, you are, amazing!" He finally managed to get out. He cupped Monica's face in his hands and kissed her tenderly.

"Are you sure they won't be back?" Chandler breathlessly asked. He was astounded by the sight in front of his eyes. It was almost magical.



"Well they are all out at dinner apparently planning your birthday, which is why they didn't tell you where they were. I made excuses saying I was working late to get out of it, not that I wouldn't want to plan your birthday, of course!" Monica smiled as she said this.

"Well I'm hoping my best birthday present will be from you, so you might wanna get planning" he playfully nudged her, knowing this could bring out the competitive side in her that he found so endearing. That he found so attractive in her personality. Amongst other things of course.

"Oh really?" She asked innocently in mock-surprise, although that innocent expression was quickly exchanged with a more seductive look. "Well how about a taster…" And as she said this she pushed Chandler back down onto the rug and climbed on top of him. Now positioned, she began to kiss him passionately, each kiss so intense, it was as if they hadn't seen each other for days.

Monica stroked Chandler's hair with one hand and with the other undid Chandler's tie expertly. Simultaneously, Chandler's hands were roaming Monica's chest as he unbuttoned her shirt. When they were had fully de-robed each other they softly kissed each other's bodies tip to toe, before making love.

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They lay, in their underwear, resting on each other, peacefully taking in each other's presence and holding one another which they rarely got to do, but enjoyed so much.

They truly couldn't believe what they had, and how perfect it was. It was times like these which the two of them cherished so much and knew how lucky they were that they had them. And to think it may not have even happened in the first place, made each other long and want for each other so much more. Although it was a secret between the two of them at the moment they liked it that way. It made them feel special and it made their connection between the two of them deeper as they had something to share with each other that nobody else knew about or had with them. And besides, however much they loved their friends dearly, they really weren't ready for the scrutinization that would take place and the pressure piled onto them. No. It was better this way. It was perfect this way.

Monica sat up and leaned across Chandler, sending shivers up and around his body, his nerves dancing now. As she reached over to pour more champagne, she felt Chandler shudder from her touch and softly pressed her lips against his chest, kissing him tenderly up to his lips.

It was a side of Monica that Chandler had never seen or heard of before, and never knew she was capable of. Of course he was utterly grateful for it, but the way she was so different around him, he loved – the way that she could forget about maintaining her strong façade and really open up to him he adored.

As they sipped champagne and gazed into each other's blue eyes, they thought to themselves how perfect this was. As their thoughts tuned in to one another's, they closed the gap between their lips and 

slowly began to softly kiss each other. Though their kissing became more and more fervent but it came to an abrupt halt as they heard the apartment door click open.

Freezing, in fear of being caught, they sat still looking at each other wondering what the hell would happen next.

"Monica?" They heard Rachel's shrill voice call out. "You in honey?"

Monica looked at Chandler and shook her head at him, as if to say 'I'm not going to tell them I'm here.' Immediately he understood and nodded.

"Rach I don't think she's in." Joey called over to his friend.

Again Monica and Chandler looked up as they heard another voice. How many of their friends were out there? They would have been able to hide from one person but more than one made it virtually impossible, even if the other person was Joey.

"Yeah well I'll just go see if she's asleep in her room, kay?"Rachel called back. Not waiting for a response, she began to walk over to Monica's bedroom.

"Candles" Monica mouthed to Chandler in exclamation, and instantaneously they got to work. As quietly and quickly as possible they blew out all the candles so hopefully Rachel wouldn't notice anything unusual. Without the candles alight it was dark on the balcony and only if you were looking out onto the balcony would you be able to detect objects and color out there.

Rachel knocked and went into Monica's room, but she found no-one there. Assuming she was still on her late shift, she let it be, and began to walk back to Joey.

But as she walked back, she noticed a deep red color from the corner of her eye.

"What's that on the balcony?" Rachel thought aloud to herself. She genuinely had no idea and didn't have any reason to suspect anything, though she was curious Monica would leave something out there. That was unlike her.

Both Monica and Chandler's eyes widened as they heard her say this. That was it. They were doomed. Done for. They were to be found, together, in their underwear on Monica's balcony. Oh God. And it being Rachel who would find them, their affair wouldn't even stay secret with just one person in the loop. Immediately their relationship would be broadcast to friends, family and co-workers. And Ross…Oh no. Ross. He was already over-protective of Monica as it was and that was before one of his best friends was sleeping with her. Damn it.

But no sooner had Rachel voiced her thoughts, Joey marched over to her and took her hand.

"We are going to be late for the movie" he whined. "Please can we go now?" He said in urgency, flashing his puppy dog eyes up at Rachel, knowing she couldn't resist them.

"Yes, yes alright I'm coming! You can stop with the eyes now" Rachel conceded. She decided she would simply see to it later, after all, it wouldn't go anywhere, whatever it was.

As the pair heard the apartment door click shut, they stayed put in their places for a little while longer, not daring to move in case someone came back. Their hearts were still beating like never before and they couldn't muster just how close they had been to total exposure.

A few minutes later they decided the coast was clear and Monica slowly stood up so she could see if anyone was in the apartment. Suddenly self-conscious of just dressed in her underwear she hugged her body although on seeing Chandler look at up at her, all thoughts like that left her head.

"I think they've left" she smiled nervously at Chandler, who grinned back and also stood up.

"Good. Now where were we" he leaned in to Monica and kissed her eagerly. She kissed him back, before pulling away. Noting his puppy dog eyes, she told him.

"We clean first, then we have sex. Besides we don't want them to come back anytime soon, and to be honest I would rather they caught us cleaning" She grinned suggestively at him.

Knowing Monica wouldn't budge on that he replied "Sounds like a plan to me" before taking their drinks and clothes and putting them in Monica's bedroom.

After putting the rug and the candles away in their designated spaces, Chandler and Monica stood by the balcony checking that all evidence had been disposed of.

"You realize if anyone came in now we would be dead meat" she realized, noticing that both him and her were only in their underwear still.

"Yeah but we would be hot dead meat" he joked back, before picking her up and carrying her to the bedroom. As he picked her up, she squealed and wrapped her legs around his waist, kissing the top of his head.

As they entered into the bedroom he put her down, before moving so he was on top of her. As they kissed passionately, they decided to live life on the wild side and stay in Monica's room for at most 2 hours as that would be around the time when the rest of the gang would come in, they presumed.

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"Okay now you really have to go" Monica said, as she realized it was 2 and a half hours since the guys had left and so their arrival would be imminent.

"Can't I stay just a little while longer?" Chandler begged, putting on his puppy dog eyes, but to no avail.

"Don't you flash those puppy dog eyes at me Bing" She grinned before kissed him lightly. "Aw I'm sorry sweetie" she comforted, gazing deep into his eyes, lost completely in the moment.

They reluctantly got up and began to get dressed although this was made harder by Chandler hiding Monica's clothes and kissing her body as she tried to look for them. Giggling, she located her clothes and finally managed to dress herself.

Cautiously, she opened her bedroom door to check if anyone had arrived without them noticing. On seeing no-one, she then quickly ran into the hall to see if she could hear footsteps. No sign of any. Re-entering she called Chandler out, and he made his way across her apartment and out into his.

As Monica then went to the kitchen to fix herself something to eat, she heard the door open.

"Hey you guys" she said not looking up from the stove, "how was the meal?"

But it wasn't the guys. It was Chandler.

"Well hello handsome, what brings you here…again?" She asked brightly.

"You know, just seeing my beautiful girl" He walked over to her, and grabbed her waist and kissed her neck.

Fireworks were exploding inside Monica as she heard what Chandler said. 'Beautiful girl.' His words made her melt and want him even more. How was it that anything he said, could make her feel like this. How his words made her melt inside, how his touch made her go weak, how his kisses put her in Heaven. He was unbelievable. He was everything she had ever dreamed of and more.

Pulling him in for one final kiss she made sure it was a good one, telling him she'd see him later with the rest of the gang.

Monica went back to her cooking before the door opened again.

"Hey, I thought I told you to come back later. They'll be here any minute!" She laughed as she said this. She knew he couldn't wait for very long. Patience most certainly wasn't one of his virtues.

"Sorry, what?" Rachel asked, somewhat confused. "Who's coming back later Mon?" She re-iterated.



Monica's head bolted upright as she heard Rachel. Damn it. It wasn't Chandler. Great, what would she say now? Think fast Monica, c'mon you're a Geller, think!

"What? Oh, that, well er… that was Chandler! Yes, see I was cooking and he wanted some food, but I told him I wasn't finished so he should come back later!" She had managed to find some light in the hole she had dug herself into, but Rachel still questioned her.

"Yes, but then you said 'They'll be here any minute!' if it was Chandler then why couldn't he stay around?"

Again, Monica had to think fast.

"Oh, well I was saying that last bit to myself. I really wanted to have my cooking done for you when you came in, so you wouldn't have to wait, and I was trying to speed myself up. The reason I told him to come back later was because he was interrupting my cooking."

There. That should keep her satisfied.

"Oh okay!" Rachel said believingly, and didn't say another word on the matter. For she knew how much Monica hated to have her cooking interrupted and many a time had seen her own hand slapped away, deprived of tasting some of Monica's cooking. So she most definitely understood.

"Oh yeah, and another thing…" Rachel began to speak but paused for a while as she crossed the room and went out on the balcony.

"Rach, I don't want to have to boot you out like I did to Chandler, so could you please spit it out?" Monica called over to her to try and strengthen what she said earlier about booting Chandler out. God, you could see she was a Geller. Hell yes, she thought.

"Right, sorry sweetie. It's just did you see a kind of red thing on the balcony when you came home from work?"

"No, why?" Monica replied trying to sound as casual as possible. Luckily she was facing the stove, so Rachel wouldn't see Monica's eyes open wide.

"Oh, no reason, must have been imagining things or something." Rachel trailed off.

"Or something…" Monica muttered under her breath, relieved that the situation had been resolved.

For her and Chandler, had had a lucky escape.



So basically that's the end of part 1. I know it wasn't that good, but I had this idea for ages, and I just wanted to see how it would/could play out. The next part will be a different scenario concerning those two, but they won't be directly linked to each other. I hoped you liked it.

Please review! I love hearing what you have to say, even if it is criticism!! It motivates me more! Thanks Rosie.