Monica was sitting in bed reading a magazine, her bed lamp still on. She looked over at her sleeping husband Chandler and she smiled and thought of how much she loved him. She reached her hand over to stroke his cheek, but was startled to feel his cheek cold.

"Chandler?" She said nervously.

She got no response. She shook him a little, but his body was limp and she knew that he was gone. "CHANDLER BING! YOU WAKE UP THIS INSTANT!" She cried. Still nothing.

Monica got out of bed and went to the other room to call 911. When the paramedics got there they confirmed what she already knew. "I'm so sorry Mrs. Bing, but your husband is gone." One of the paramedics said.

Monica couldn't say anything, she just nodded as to say thank you.

"Do you want to ride to the hospital with us?" He asked.

"Just let me change." Monica said softly.

They nodded and Monica went back into the bedroom to change. There she realized that she would have to call someone to watch the twins. It was so late, but she called her neighbor Brenda and asked. All she said was something was wrong with Chandler and they needed to go to the hospital. Brenda didn't ask questions thankfully and said she would be right over.

As soon as Brenda got there, Monica walked out the front door with the paramedics carrying Chandler on the roller board. Monica had asked them to make it look like they had been working on him. She wasn't yet ready to tell anyone he was dead. They agreed to doing the favor for her.

After several hours at the hospital Monica left and got a cab over to Ross and Rachel's. It was now four in the morning, but Monica didn't want to be alone. She called Brenda and told her that she would return home in the morning.

Outside Ross and Rachel's apartment building Monica stood frozen at the front door. What on earth could she possibly say to them? Rachel yes, was her best friend. And Ross was her brother and best friends with Chandler. But how on earth could she tell them that Chandler had suddenly died in his sleep?

Monica finally got the courage to enter the building and go up and knock on Ross and Rachel's door. It was a couple of moments before Ross answered the door. "Monica? Hey come in."

Monica again couldn't move.

"Sweetie, who is it?" Rachel asked as she started to come into the room.

"It's Monica."

"Monica, you know it's four in the morning, right?" Rachel asked.

Again Monica didn't respond or move.

"Monica, what's going on?" Ross asked worriedly.

Monica swallowed hard to fight back tears. She had yet cried since being told that Chandler is indeed dead. But seeing Ross and Rachel she couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Oh Ross, I don't know what to do!" She sobbed.

"I'll kill Chandler!" Ross said angrily thinking that Chandler had done something to Monica.

"You can't."

"Why not?" Ross asked.

'He's already dead." Monica said sobbing again. She didn't think that Ross understood her. But she looked at Rachel and she knew that Rachel had.

Rachel gasped and then began to cry herself as she walked over to Monica and just embraced her. Ross stared at the scene for a second and then he realized something was terribly wrong.

"Chandler is what?" Ross asked again.

Rachel turned to him for a moment and just looked at him so sadly. "She said Chandler is already dead."

"What? How? When?" Ross said shockingly.

"Not sure completely how yet. But he died suddenly in his sleep tonight." Monica said softly. "What am I to do now? Erica and Jack are only three, they won't remember much about him. How can I raise two small children alone?"

"Honey, you're not alone." Rachel said hugging her again. "Right Ross? Ross?" Rachel said when he didn't respond.

Ross had gone to the couch to brace himself. "Chandler can't be gone. He was so young, how could he be gone?"

Rachel and Monica went over to him and they just sat there embracing each other until baby Katy broke them up with a shrill cry. "She must know." Rachel said getting up.

Ross and Rachel's daughter Emma was now four almost five and they had a brand new baby, Katy who was only five months old.

Monica looked at Ross, "Ross, will you be there with me when I tell mom and dad?"

"Of course. I'm so sorry Mon."

"I know." Monica said putting her head on his shoulder. "I don't know how I'm going to tell Erica and Jack. I left them with Brenda."

"Rachel and I will go with you to your house and be there for you. Have you told Phoebe or Joey yet?"

Monica shook her head no. "I came here straight from the hospital."

Rachel came back a few minutes later. Ross and Rachel told Monica that she could sleep in their room; Ross would sleep on the couch. Monica and Rachel then left and they slowly walked into Ross and Rachel's bedroom. It was a little awkward sleeping with Rachel on their bed. Thankfully it was a giant bed, but she was glad she didn't have to be alone.

She and Rachel didn't sleep much for the rest of the night. Rachel had asked if Monica wanted to talk about Chandler, she said no. So they talked about other things like Rachel's kids and job and Monica's job. But neither of them really had their hearts in the conversation.

At seven in the morning Ross came back in to get ready for the day. Monica was finally asleep, but Rachel was awake. She got out of bed and went over to Ross and just put her arms around him. "I love you Ross, you know that right?"

Ross got a little choked up. He put his hands on her arms and looked into her eyes and leaned in and kissed her. "I know, I love you too. I love you so much Rachel."

Rachel kissed him again. "Don't go to work today. Call in sick." She quietly said.

Ross nodded, he then left the room to call his work.

"Hey Bill, this is Ross Geller. I can't make it in today. I'm not feeling that well. I think I'm coming down with the flu. Yeah, thank you."

Emma came into the room at that point. "Hi daddy. Are you sick?" She asked. She was a very smart girl, but had an ear for gossip, just like her mother.

"Hi honey, I am a little sick. Mommy will be in here in a bit to get you breakfast." Ross said to his daughter. "I love you Emma."

Emma looked at Ross and little strangely. Ross and Rachel told Emma they loved her constantly, but Ross said it so softly and sadly that even at four years old Emma knew that something was wrong with her daddy.

"I love you too daddy." She went over to him to give him a hug and a kiss.