It was late as Monica tossed and turned in her bed, trying not to think about babies so she wouldn't start tearing up again.
"Why can't I find a good guy...and settle down?" she mumbled to herself a he eyes burned. She put her arm over her eyes in an attempt to keep the years sealed.
She thought back to earlier when Chandler mentioned getting together when they were forty and having a baby together. It also dawned on her how she'd had a crush on him when she first met him, although her weight was a bad first impression. Those feelings never truly left, even after he'd called her fat and she tried to get back at him.
'Maybe there was something else there, in that comment.' she thought bitterly to herself.


Monica woke up the next morning her eyes tired an dry from her night of self tormenting.

"Hey Mon, have a bad night?" Rachel asked sympathetically. Monica nodded stiffly and headed into the bathroom. "I'm heading to work, if you need me you know where to find me." Rachel called as she walked out the door.
'I've got to let this go!' Monica thought sharply eyeing her pathetic appearance in the mirror. She heard the door open and close, knowing it wasn't Rachel she stuck her head out the door to almost smack right into a male chest.
"Whoa Mon, you all right?" he asked as she looked up into Chandlers face.
"Do you think I'm ok?" Monica said sourly as she walked over to the sink to rinse her face.
"Is this still that baby thing?" Chandler asked, walking up behind her and placing a hand on her shoulder stopping her from rinsing. She braced herself against the sink and took a deep shaky breath.
"Chandler I'm almost 27, I'm not getting any younger," she sighed as she turned around to face him. "Why can't I get that?"
"Mon come on," Chandler said pulling her into his chest, wrapping his arms around her. "You're beautiful and I think you'd make a wonderful mother. You just haven't met the right guy yet."
"What if I never do?" She sniffled into his chest. Chandler placed his hand under her chin and brought her face up to look her in the eyes.
He didn't say anything as he looked deep into her eyes and something drew them closer until their lips meshed together. He suddenly pulled back and looked panicked at her.
"I'm s-" he began but she shook her head.
"D-don't apologize," she whispered as she leaned back up and kissed him again, it took him a second but he responded in kind. Her hands traveled into his hair as his gripped her waist tightly as if afraid she'd disappear.
They pulled back for air and he rested his forehead against hers. "Wow..." he breathed out.
"That was incredible," Monica said a smile gracing her face for the first time since Carol went into labor. Chandler looked into her eyes again.
"Can I tell you something?" He asked a little timidly. She nodded encouragingly. "I've wanted to do that for a long time."
"Really?"
"Yeah," he responded stroking her waist lightly. "You are so amazing," he said causing her to smile softly. She leaned up and kissed him again, this time the kiss took a different direction and began to heat up.
"I think we should move to the bedroom," she suggested between kisses. He nodded and swept her up into his arms, bringing her to her room quickly.


Monica lay on Chandlers chest both of them breathing quite heavily.
"Now that was amazing," Chandler said running his hand up and down her arm. "I'm not imagining anything right?" She shook her head, smiling as she looked up at him.
"You were great." she said reaching up to kiss him again, feeling sparks that made her tummy tingle. Maybe she found what she was looking for, and it had been under her nose all along, he was disguised as her best friend.
She looked at her clock and realized she never went to work, and neither did he and it made her giggle.
"What's so funny?" He asked.
"Well we didn't go to work," she replied. "It's ten to eleven, I better call and so should you."


Monica sat on her couch smiling to herself as the door to the apartment opened and Rachel walked in. "Hey Mon, what's up?"

"Hey Rach." Monica said trying to wipe the smile from her face so Rachel wouldn't ask her about it. "Nothing, just sitting here."

"Why aren't you at work?" Rachel asked hanging up her purse on the hook by the door.

"Oh I didn't feel like going in...so I called in sick," Monica replied turning to face the TV.

"Really, usually you're so gungho about work." Rachel said with a slight snort.

"Well today I just didn't feel like it." Monica said with a shrug.

"What's wrong?" Rachel asked sitting next to her best friend on the couch. "Oh honey is this still about the baby thing?"

"No." Monica said. "I'm over it."

"Ok, well I'm gonna go get changed...got a date tonight." Rachel said with a smile.

"Really with who?" Monica asked interested.

"Oh just a guy," Rachel answered cryptically, smirking as she slipped into her room. Monica jumped up as the door closed.

"Come on tell me!" She called through the door.

"Nope." Rachel replied. "If it goes well I'll let you know!"

Monica sighed knowing she wasn't going to get anything else out of her friend.


Monica laid on her bed staring up at the ceiling when there was a knock at the door. "Can I come in?" Chandler popped his head in the door. She turned and smiled at him.

"Hey you," she said motioning with her head to come over. He came over and sat on the bed next to her. She leaned up on her elbows as he leaned down, they met in the middle in a kiss. "So...does this mean we're together now?"

"Only if you want to be," Chandler replied smiling at her as he tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. She nodded he smile widening as she sat up fully, and moved into his lap. "So do we tell anyone?"

"Do you think it's a good idea right now?" Monica asked timidly, since she'd never really had a successful relationship. "I mean Ross just had a baby...is it really appropriate?"

"Are you ashamed of us?" Chandler asked cocking his head to the side. She shook her head quickly.

"It's not that," she said. "It's just...you and Ross have been friends for so long...I'm worried about his reaction."

"Because he's your big brother?" Chandler asked smirking slightly. "If I know him like I think I do, he'll be happy for us." He kissed her on the forehead.

"Well can we just wait like a week?" She asked staring up at him.

He smiled sweetly at her as he nodded. "Sure."

"Thank you." She leaned up and pressed her lips to his in a kiss. He took initiative and leaned her back onto the bed, as they let the heat take over once more.