Summary: Takes place before the series finale. After Emma was born. After Chandler starts at the Ad Agency. Before Monica and Chandler decide to adopt.

Chandler starts to feel sick and is rushed to the hospital. They find out some news and try to deal with it.

AN: This is my first Friends fic. So please be nice and review.

Disclaimer: I own none of the character of friends. They belong to Bright/ Kauffman/ Crane


Chapter 1

Chandler Bing awoke one morning with a bad migraine. He got out of bed and walked out to see the others there in the kitchen with Monica.

"Well there's the sleepyhead." Phoebe said."Honey, are you ok?" Monica went to him.

"I have a migraine. And you're looking a little blurry."

"Why don't you lie down?" She led him to the couch.

"Thank you."

"And I'm making you an appointment to see the doctor tomorrow. You've been like this all week."

"Whatever you say." He closed his eyes.

"He's been sick longer than that." Rachel told Monica as she went back to them.

"I know. He's scaring me."

Chandler awoke briefly when everyone was leaving. They all wished him to get well as Monica gave him a plate of dry toast.

"I'm going down to do the laundry. Will you be ok by yourself for awhile?"

"I'll be fine." He fell back asleep.

At lunchtime, they all went to Joey's place. Monica came in after checking in on Chandler.

"How's he doing, Mon?" Joey asked.

"The same." she sighed. "Maybe a little worse."

"Hey, Mon." Ross came in. "Can I get into your apartment? I forgot my notes for my lecture in there."

"Go ahead. Just try not to disturb Chandler."

Ross walked into their apartment and quietly picked up his notes. Then he spotted Chandler. He was laying face down and sprawled out in the kitchen.

"Chandler?" He went to him and tried to shake him awake. "Monica!"

"Ross, what's the matter?" Monica came in as the others followed her. "Oh my god. Chandler."

"He was like this when I came in." Ross told her.

"One of you, call 911." Monica looked back at them.

"I'm on it." Rachel picked up the phone.

"Is he ok?" Joey knelt beside them.

"He's burning up." Monica felt his forehead.

"They're here." Phoebe came from the hall and was followed in by two paramedics pushing a gurney.

"How long has he been sick?" One asked.

"A couple weeks. Maybe more." Monica told them, watching as they checked Chandler over. "I'm his wife. I'm riding with him."

"We'll meet you there." Ross told her as they got Chandler loaded onto the gurney and covered his mouth with an oxygen mask.

Monica followed them out and down the stairs as the others followed as well. When they got to the street, Monica climbed into the back of the ambulance with Chandler as the others hailed a cab.

The others reached the hospital and found Monica standing outside a cubicle as she watched a doctor and some nurses work over Chandler.

"How is he, Mon?" Phoebe asked her.

"He came to for a moment in the ambulance. But he couldn't keep his eyes open."

"Mrs. Bing," a nurse went to her. "Does your husband have asthma?"

"No."

"He had it when he was younger." Ross spoke up.

"He does seem to have a respitory problem." the other nurse attached an IV to Chandler's left hand and hung a bag on the IV pole.

"He's very dehydrated. And his fever has spiked to a dangerous level." the doctor came over to speak to them. "I'm going to transfer him to the ICU so we can monitor him more closely."

"Can I come with you?" Monica asked.

"Of course." Monica followed close behind them as they pushed Chandler out and down the hall.

Monica walked into Chandler's hospital room after they finished getting him settled. She sat close to the bed and took his hand.

"How's he doing?" Ross asked as the others came in with them. "What'd the doctor say?"

"They think it might be walking pneumonia. They're going to monitor him for the next few days. They gave him a cooling blanket to try to lower his temperature."

"We want to stay, but we have to get back." Rachel told her. "Call us if there's any change."

"Of course." Monica assured them. "But I'm probably going to spend the night. So could one of you bring me a change of clothes when you can?"

"Count on it." Phoebe told her as they all walked out of Chandler's room. "I can't believe that was Chandler in that bed."

"He looked so fragile." Joey mumbled as they reached the elevator. "He'll be fine, right?"

"Of course he will. I mean, it's Chandler." Ross told them as they got into the elevator.

AN: So there's my first chapter. Please read and review. And please be nice. It's my first Friends story.