AN: This is a song fic based on the song "Don't Take the Girl" by Tim McGraw. Its CnM so don't read it if ya don't like them. Pretend that Chandler's dad wasn't gay and was a good dad. In the song just change all the Johnnys to Chandlers, okay? Okay on with the story.
"Chandler! Hurry up!" Charles Bing yelled upstairs to his eight-year-old son, Chandler.
Chandler came running downstairs. He grabbed his fishing pole from the garage. Charles followed at a slower pace. As they neared the front gate they noticed a little girl holding a fishing pole walking toward them.
"She's not going fishing too, is she?" Chandler whined. He didn't want a girl going fishing with him and his dad.
"I know you don't want her to go, but some day you'll change your mind." Charles said smiling down at his son.
"Take any of my friends. We can take Joey. He's a boy." Chandler said as if it would make a difference.
Charles just smiled and shook his head. "No, let's take the girl."
All three of them walked down to the lake. Chandler and Charles discovered that her name was Monica Geller and that she lived down the street. Chandler started to warm up to the idea of having a girl as a friend. He liked Monica. She was fun.
~Johnny's daddy was taking him fishing
When he was eight years old
A little girl came through the front gate
Holdin' a fishing pole
His dad looked down and smiled
Said we can't leave her behind
Son, I know you don't want her to go
But some day you'll change you're mind
And Johnny said
Take Jimmy Johnson
Take Tommy Thompson
Take my best friend Beau
Take anybody that you want
As long as she don't go
Take any boy in the world
Daddy please- don't take the girl~
Ten Years Later
"Chandler, can I have some popcorn?" Monica asked.
"Sure," Chandler said getting out of his car. They were at the drive-in in one of the last rows.
"I'll come with you." She said also climbing out of her side of the car. Chandler grabbed her hand and they started to walk to the concession line.
They passed a bathroom wall and Chandler pulled her over against the wall. He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips. They had been dating for two years now and couldn't be any happier.
"I love you." Chandler whispered pulling away.
"I love you, too." She replied.
The perfect moment was broken when a man came up and grabbed Monica's arm. He pulled out a gun and held it against her head.
"If you do what I tell you to do, there won't be any harm." The man said in a hoarse whisper.
Chandler's eyes widened in shock. Monica was crying.
"Take anything you want." Chandler said. "Take my wallet or my keys." He said pulling out his wallet and keys. He pulled off the expensive watch around his wrist and showed the man the credit cards in his wallet. "Take it, just please don't take the girl."
The man, still holding the gun at Monica's head, grabbed everything Chandler offered and took off running.
Monica fell into Chandler's opened arms. He stroked her hair until her sobs lessened.
"Shh, you're okay. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you, I promise. Shh, he's gone now." He whispered softly in her ear.
~Same old boy
Same sweet girl
Ten years down the road
He held her tight and kissed her lips
In front of the picture show
Stranger came and pulled a gun
Grabbed her by the arm
Said if you do what I tell you to do
There won't be any harm
And Johnny said
Take my money
Take my wallet
Take my credit cards
Here's the watch that my grandpa gave me
Here's the key to my car
Mister give it a whirl
But please- don't take the girl~
Five Years Later
"We need to come up with a name." Monica said in bed one night to her husband, Chandler. She was eight and a half months pregnant and they still hadn't picked out any names.
They had found out it was a boy a while back. Monica and Chandler had tried to think of a name, but couldn't find one that they agreed on.
"Okay, what about Bradley?" Chandler suggested.
"No, I don't really like that name." Monica said. "What about Chandler Jr.?"
"I would never make my child go threw the humiliating teasing that I went through as a kid." Chandler said laughing a little.
"Come on. Please." Monica begged. She liked the idea of naming their first son after her husband.
She spent the rest of the night convincing Chandler to let her name the baby Chandler Jr. He finally agreed.
The next day, Monica was feeling pains in her stomach.
"Chandler, I think it's time to go."
"Go where?" Chandler asked.
"The hospital. I think I'm having little Chandler!" She exclaimed excitedly.
Chandler rushed her to the hospital as fast as he could. He and Monica and Chandler's best friends, Joey, Rachel, Ross, and Phoebe, were waiting in the waiting room.
After eighteen hours a doctor came out into the waiting room. "Mr. Bing?" He questioned. Chandler stood up.
"The baby's fine, but you'll have to leave because your wife's fading fast." The doctor said apologetically.
Chandler dropped to his knees sobbing. He prayed to aloud to God, "Take my breath, or my heart, I'll take her place if you'll let me. Make this my last request! God please, don't take the girl!"
~Same old boy
Same sweet girl
Five years down the road
There's gonna be a little one
And she says its time to go
Doctor says the baby's fine
But you'll have to leave
'Cause his momma's fading fast
And Johnny hit his knees
And there he prayed
Take the very breath you gave me
Take the heart from my chest
I'll gladly take her place if you'll let me
Make this my last request
Take me out of this world
God please- don't take the girl~
Eight Years Later
"Chandler, its time to go fishing!" Chandler yelled upstairs to his eight-year-old son. They had a small fishing pond outside their house where they went fishing every Saturday.
"Coming, Dad." He yelled running down the stairs.
Father and son walked out to the pond to fish for a couple hours. Around lunch a woman exited the house carrying a picnic basket and blanket.
"Guys, it's time for lunch." She said setting the basket on the blanket and sitting down.
"Thanks Mon," Chandler said kissing his wife on the cheek.
"Yeah, thanks Mom. I'm starving." Chandler Jr. said sitting beside his mom. So the family sat down to enjoy a wonder lunch and fishing the rest of the day.
~Johnny's daddy was him fishing
When he was eight years old~
The end! The song is "Don't take the girl" by Tim McGraw (my mom's fave singer). So please review and tell me what you think. Thanks!