Monica stared at the negative pregnancy test in her hands. She had grown to hate the one line that she always got when she took one. She sat on the toilet, threw the test at the door, put her head in her hands and started crying.

Chandler could hear everything from the living room where he was playing with the twins. He knew what it meant. He picked them up and put them in their play pen. "I'm going to go check on mommy."

He walked to the bathroom door, "Mon? Can I come in?"

Monica sniffled, got up and opened the door. They hugged as she cried on his shoulder. "I-I just want another baby."

"I know. I do too. We can keep trying."

"I can't take this anymore. Maybe we should just give up."

"We can't do that. The doctor did say it might happen."

"Chandler I can't. I can't handle seeing that stupid negative sign every damn time I take a test. I need to give up. Maybe we should adopt again?"

"...Okay. If that's what you want, then that's what we'll do." He didn't want to push it, but he still had hope. And if she did get pregnant, even if it was after they adopted the new baby, it would be perfect. He'd get 4 kids, just like he wanted.

"I think we should try to find a different agency this time. I'll start trying to find a different one." The other agency nearly ruined theme getting Jack and Erica because of their system. She wasn't going to trust them again.

"Okay, that's a good idea." Chandler kissed her head.

-4 weeks later-

Monica and Chandler were officially on the waiting list for adoption.

Monica had been nauseous all morning. Chandler set her up in their room. He put saltines and a can of ginger ale on a coaster on the night stand beside their bed where Monica was lying down. "Are you sure you're not..."

Monica cut him off. "I'm not. My period's not even due yet. Can you please just drop it?" She had lost all hope.

Chandler sighed. "Okay... Is there anything else you need? I'm going to go to work now but I'll be home early."

"No, I'm okay."

"Okay, bye, I love you. Call me if you need anything."

"Okay, I will. Bye, I love you too."

-an hour later-

Monica looked at her calendar and realized she had counted wrong and her period was in fact a couple weeks late. She tried not to get excited, but she couldn't help it. She happily ran to the bathroom, grabbed a pregnancy test from under the sink, and took it.

"Hurry up." She told it. She looked down at her watch. "Time to look." She said talking to herself.

She paced the bathroom then quickly picked it up and looked at it. "Wh-What?!" She stared at the positive sign. She immediately called Chandler, "Chandler!"

"Mon, are you okay? What's wrong? Why are you yelling?"

"Nothing's wrong! I'm pregnant!"

Chandler decided not to say he told her so. "Oh my God, that's incredible! Are you sure?"

"Yeah because I just took about 7 tests and they're all positive and oh my god I'm pregnant!" She loved saying that.

"I'm so happy! I'm leaving work now."

"Okay! I'll see you soon!" Monica hung up and ran to the twins' room. "Guess what?! You guys are going to have a little brother or sister!" She picked them both up so she had one on each hip and started dancing around with them. "There's going to be a new baby!"

"Bebe?!" They both asked.

Monica smiled. "Yes! There's going to be a baby!"

-a couple days later-

Monica awoke one morning to find she was bleeding and cramping heavily. "Chandler? I-I think we need to go to the hospital." Monica said as she tried to shake him awake.

"Wh-what? Why?" He replied sleepily.

"I-I think I'm having a miscarriage." She told him as she fought back tears.