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Chandler is Monica's boss at a fertility clinic.
Monica opened the curtains in her small apartment to see outside. It was a cold February morning. The snow was on the ground from the light snow they had gotten the night before. Nothing could ruin her mood though. Not today.
Today was two months since the day she had went to work and they had inseminated her so she could hopefully become pregnant. She wanted nothing more than for this to work. She ached to be a mom so bad. This was her third attempt. The other two didn't work. She was so hopeful that this time did.
Monica never had long term relationships that went anywhere. She just turned 30 and was through with looking for Mr. Right. She was an independent woman and didn't need a man to help her raise a baby.
She put her shoes on. She had to run to the nearby pharmacy to get a pregnancy test. She grabbed her car keys when she heard a knock on the door. She looked through the peep hole.
Mr. Bing? What was he doing here? She had never seen him outside of work. They only spoke to each other during office hours. She noticed a brown paper bag in his hand.
She knew how persistent he could be. She knew he wouldn't leave until she let him in. She unlocked her front door and opened it.
"Hello." He smiled.
Feeling a rush of cold air, she let him in and shut the door. "What can I help you with?"
His eyes roamed around her small apartment. "This is a cute apartment."
She nodded. "I know it's small but I love it. Its home."
"I bet you're wondering why I'm here." He told her.
"Yeah actually I am." She held up her keys. "I was actually just on my way out."
"This won't take long. I just want to know if you took a pregnancy test yet." He told her.
She gave him an odd look. "No but how did you know I did that?" Of course he knew. She thought. The office was his. He knew everything that went on there.
"I'll explain but here." He handed her the brown paper bag. "This is for you."
She took it from him and looked inside of it. "Three pregnancy test?"
"You know as well as I do that sometimes the first one isn't accurate." He smiled.
She had no idea why he was doing this for her. "Uh thank you."
He gestured toward the bathroom. "Go take them."
So she did. While she was in there, Chandler took a seat on her couch.
Monica took all three test and waited for the timer on her phone to go off. Once she did, she took a deep breath before looking. "Please let this have worked." She whispered to herself.
She looked at the sink where the test sat and looked at them. A smile spread across her face and her eyes glistened with tears. It happened. She would soon be a mom.
She tossed the test in the trash, wiped her eyes and went back in the living room where Chandler waited.
Seeing her come, he stood up. "Well?"
"They were all positive." She smiled.
"That's great Monica." He hugged her.
"Why are you so interested in this?" She asked.
He looked down at his feet before answering. "You aren't going to believe this."
She walked over to her couch and sat. "Try me."
He joined her on the couch. "Well two months ago when you had this done, I donated the same day. Since at the time, our supply was a little low. Well when Christina was going to inseminate you, she got the tubes mixed up."
"What are you trying to say?" She asked.
He sighed. "You're carrying my baby." He said softly.
Her eyes widened. "You can't be serious."
"It's true. The baby is mine." He smiled.
She shook her head. "Thank you for stopping by but you have no part in this. Just like with any donor, I plan on raising this baby alone. Your part is done."
"Monica no matter what you want, it's still mine. I'll tell you what, how about I go get us some lunch to celebrate this amazing news." He stood up, getting the keys from his pocket.
She looked at the clock. She realized she hadn't eaten yet today. "Yeah I would like that."
"We need to keep our little peanut healthy." He winked at her and walked to the door.
"Mr. Bing, don't say that. Not our baby, my baby. Remember your job is done." She said.
"Please call me Chandler and I'll be back." He shut the door behind him and walked out to her Mercedes.
Monica groaned and sat on the couch. How was this happening? How could she be pregnant with Chandler's baby? He is so distant. She really didn't know that much about him. She was happy she was finally pregnant though.
A little while later, she heard a knock on the door again. She opened the door. Chandler was standing there with a bag of food. He pulled out the containers of food.
It was fish, steamed vegetables and rice.
"Where did you get this? We don't have fancy places in this neighborhood." She sat down.
"Oh I went home. I had my chef Jason fix this up. This meal is perfect for a pregnant woman." He reached in the bag and pulled out a bottle water. "This is sparkling water. Drink this. It will be good for you."
She took it. "Thank you for lunch."
He nodded. "Anytime."
The next day, Monica woke up to the sound of the door once again. She went to the door and looked out the peep hole. Chandler again. She opened the door. "What are you doing here?"
"To check on you. Do you have morning sickness yet?" He asked.
"Chandler it is 8 in the morning and I don't need to be checked on. I'm fine. Honest." She told him.
"I feel like it's my responsibility to make sure. You're having my baby." He smiled.
"You really don't have to." She sighed. "Do you even want kids?" She asked, letting him in.
"I don't know. I haven't really thought about it." He said truthfully.
In the pit of Monica's stomach, she could feel her first wave of morning sickness coming on. She was hoping it would be one of those pregnancies where she really didn't get sick. She could feel herself getting hot and before she knew it, she was running to the bathroom and leaning over the toilet.
To her surprise, she felt a hand on her back, rubbing it.
"You ok?" He asked when she was done.
She nodded and flushed. "Yeah I'm fine." She brushed her teeth to get the taste out of her mouth.
"Have you made an OBGYN appointment yet?" He asked.
"No I just found out yesterday." She said, relieved that sick feeling was over.
"Well you're in luck." He handed her a card. "Dr. Warren is the best in the state. He is on the next floor of our office. Go see him."
She nodded. "Thank you."
He walked to the door. "I'll be back to check on you tomorrow."
"You really don't have to." She quickly said.
"I insist." He told her and left without another word.
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