Chapter one: 

Info:  Rachel married Tommy (the screamer). Ross never said Rachel's name at the alter so he is married to Emily. Monica is divorced from Richard with a daughter. Phoebe is married to Mike and Joey is seeing a girl named Tiffany. The gang doesn't know Chandler yet.

Monica pulled into Richard's driveway with a screaming three-year-old daughter in the backseat.

"I don't wanna see Daddy! I wanna stay with you! Please, Mommy!" Miranda screamed.

"But Sweetie, your daddy wants to see you. You'll make him sad if you don't come and visit him."

Miranda stopped screaming and wiped her eyes. "Okay. But don't forget to pick me up tomorrow."

"I won't, Sweetie." Monica said as she got out of the car, and then helped Miranda out.

As soon as Miranda saw her father she smiled. Monica knew Miranda just threw that fit because she didn't take a nap earlier that day and was tired.

"Daddy!" Miranda squealed as she ran over to Richard.

"Miranda!" Richard yelled back hugging his daughter.

"Hey Mon," He said carrying Miranda over to his ex-wife.

"Hi."

"What are you up to tonight?"

"Rachel and I are going to a club. I better go so I can get ready. I'll be back to get her tomorrow around four."

"Okay. Bye."

"Bye."

Monica kissed Miranda goodbye then pulled out of Richard's driveway.

She couldn't believe how he always acted as if nothing had ever happened between them. As if he had done nothing wrong and they were best friends. She hated the way he acted like he cared and the way he acted like he loved Miranda, and maybe he did. Monica knew Richard had never wanted kids. That's why their problems had begun.

After Miranda was born, Richard started coming home late, usually drunk. Sometimes he didn't come home at all. One day, when she got off work early, Monica caught him in their bed with another woman. She had filed for divorce immediately after he admitted to having many other affairs.

They had been divorced for almost three months now. All Monica's friends noticed how much happier she was now.

*

            Rachel checked the clock. 6:32. Tommy would be home in fifteen minutes. If she wanted to go to the club tonight she had to leave now.

            Rachel grabbed her purse and hurried out the door. When she got to Monica's, no one was home. She knew Monica had to drop Miranda off at Richard's, but she thought she would be home by now. Rachel sat down on the couch and flipped the TV on.

            About ten minutes later, Monica came busteling through the door.

            "Hey, Rach."

            "Hey, Mon. You ready?"

            "Just let me change."

            "Kay."

            Monica went into her room and started to change. She left the room and shut the door after her.

            Now that Monica was divorced and Rachel was married, Rachel loved to set Monica up on dates. Since she couldn't date anymore, she thought it was fun to play matchmaker. Plus it gave her something to do. That's why she always insisted on dragging Monica to all the bars and clubs they went to.

*

            Chandler Bing entered a club around nine. There were already a lot of people there, many dancing, some sitting and drinking, others making out in the corners.

            Chandler would always go to bars or clubs at night and during the weekends. He had nothing better to do. He had no friends, he hated his job, and he never saw his family.

            Chandler sat down on a barstool and ordered a beer. While he waited for his beer, he quickly scanned the room. His eyes landed on a beautiful woman with black hair and blue eyes. She took his breath away. He couldn't take his eyes off her.

            The bartender set the beer down in front of Chandler. He gulped it down in a couple drinks and tried to find the woman again.

            He spotted her talking to another pretty woman with brown hair. It looked like they were having an argument. A man approached them and the brown haired girl went off to dance with him.

            The black haired girl crossed her arms across her chest and watched them dance. Chandler really wanted to talk to her. It was now or never, she was alone.

            He quietly walked over to her. He could hear her mumbling to herself, "She is so gonna get it. I can't believe she's actually dancing with that guy."

            "Why? Is there something wrong with that guy?" Chandler asked from behind her.

            She whipped around, "No, it's just that she's married."

            Chandler laughed, "I'm Chandler. Chandler Bing."

            "Monica Geller."

            "Where's her husband?" Chandler asked nodding toward Monica's friend.

            "Who's? Rachel's? He's at home."

            "Why is she here if he's at home?"

            "She loves to set me up. I guess that since she can't date anymore, setting me up is the next best thing."

            "Why is she dancing with that man? Doesn't she love her husband?"

            Monica shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. Man, I am gonna be so bored tonight. She'll be off dancing all night and I'll be here all alone."

            "I'll keep you company." Chandler said and he did just that for the rest of the night.

TBC… Please review and tell me what you think. This will eventually be M/C and R/R.