There's Only Room For One
Authors: Alely7 and snlgurl
Summary: Richard returns and asks for something very personal. This is mainly about Chandler, Monica and Richard.
Disclaimer: We do not own any of these characters. No profits will be made and this is purely for enjoyment.
Foreword: We think no one has ever done this before, but if someone has, we are sorry and we didn't know it. This is one of our first fics, so it might not be great. Also, pay close attention to the title because it has a few meanings. Lol. Thanks!!
Chapter 1: I Like Things The Way They Are
Monica was just finishing cleaning up the apartment when Chandler opened the door and brightened her day.
"Honey, I'm home!!" Chandler said as he dropped his briefcase and hung up his coat. God forbid he just left it on the table; Monica would kill him. He had learned from experience to hang it up, and now it was habit.
Chandler always sounded ridiculous when he said this, but it was still very cute. Everyday when he came home from work he would repeat the same words and Monica would give him a welcome home kiss. They had been married for almost a year now, and everything was going great. They rarely fought and it seemed as though they were still in the newly-weds phase. She liked it this way because they always had lots of fun had they both had very few responsibilities besides work. Still, Monica wanted to start trying to have a baby. After all, she wasn't getting any younger. She had tried to drop hints about this to Chandler, but he never really caught on, or maybe he did and ignored them purposely. She hoped the first was true, and not the second, because she really wanted this. But for now, she was content with the way things were.
"Did ya miss me?" Chandler asked, extremely happy that he was finally home. He loved coming home to Monica and hated when she was still at work when he did finally arrive.
"No," Monica teased.
"Oh, well you know what that means," Chandler joked back. Sometimes she said things like this, but it was all in good fun.
"Not this again Mr. Bing, I thought we went over this. You know that I am SO the boss."
"Yes Ma'am."
Chandler kissed her and wondered if she had already made dinner. He was hoping that she didn't. He felt bad about her always cooking for him everyday, and thought that today he would just go out with Joey and pick up something. It was ironic that he was thinking this, because almost as if on cue, Joey entered.
"Hey guys! What's up? And hey, Mon, what's for dinner?"
"Joey, don't think I am your slave. I am not just here to feed you." Monica admonished.
"Aww, Come on, Mon. Your cooking is the reason that I am still alive. You know I can't cook."
"I'm sorry, Joey, but I haven't made anything yet. I haven't been feeling well today, and I just wasn't in the mood for cooking."
"Sweetie, are you okay? I didn't know you were sick." Chandler looked lovingly at his wife. He was a little worried, because Monica was never sick, or at least she didn't admit that she was.
"I'm okay Chandler. Really, I am. I'm just a little nauseous and out of it. Don't worry about me."
"Okay, then. But I want you to go and rest up. Joey and I will go get us some dinner. What do you want? Some soup?"
Monica loved when Chandler acted this considerate. He was always looking out for her, even before they started dating. She told him that she would rest on the couch and that soup sounded nice. A few minutes later, Chandler had left with Joey, and Monica was lying on the couch reading her baby magazine. This was her guilty pleasure that no one knew about. She kept it in the bathroom where she also kept her feminine hygiene products. As long as Chandler knew about where those were, he would never look in that spot. She didn't know why he was so afraid of them, but it was certainly funny to see him tense up whenever she mentioned them. Well, she was reading the magazine, trying to learn as much as she could in the short time that Chandler was gone. Most of it was common sense, but she liked to read about new tips and ideas. After reading, she would always want a baby even more. But she knew, that in time, Chandler would begin to like the idea too. Plus, when he thought that she was pregnant at their wedding, he told her he was okay about it. Oh well, she couldn't complain about her life right now.
Meanwhile, Chandler and Joey had been waiting in line at the deli for fifteen minutes now and they were both growing impatient. Joey wouldn't stop telling Chandler how hungry he was. Seriously, he is like a child, Chandler thought. He is like my child with Monica; we feed him and pay for his stuff, but we didn't get to have him as a baby. Recently, he had thought about what it would be like to have a baby with Monica. They had been married for almost a year, so it was about time. Monica really wanted this, and he knew that because he had found her baby magazine hidden amongst her "feminine hygiene products". She must have really not wanted him to know about it, other wise, she would not have tried to hide it from him in her stuff that she knew he would never go near. He had found it by accident, of course, when he had been trying to find the rubbing alcohol. Maybe he should tell her he's ready, but then again, what if he wasn't. Then he freak out or mess up, and then things wouldn't be as good as they were now. Plus, all of those added responsibilities. After another five minutes, he had not yet made a decision, when the clerk asking for their orders interrupted him. He would have to wait until later in order to continue thinking about this.
Monica was still reading when the door opened. How could he be home so quickly? Crap, she thought, Chandler can't see this. Monica tried to hide the magazine under the couch, but he had probably already seen her. She turned around, not ready to face any questions, but what she saw made her face go pale.
"Monica, I need to talk to you…" Richard began.
**Why did Richard come back? What will Monica do and what will Chandler think?**
Chapter 2, The Proposal, coming soon. Please review because it will cause us to write faster-lol. Thanks!!