ok, I got this idea from listening to songs while making some cds. This plot has been done plenty of times, but I'm just hoping this is different.

It takes place in season 3 opener with one slight, but rather huge difference... Chandler did not get back together with Janice. I bet everyone is sad about that. Ok, I'm gonna admit that this first part is probably not so good, but I hope it gets better with time.

How Can I Be Sure - one - Help

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down.
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Won't you please, please help me?

Of all the things he hated, there's was one thing he hated. That would be Thanksgiving. But even more than he hated seeing his friends unhappy. Especially Monica. It just made him want to dig up a hole and sit in it when he couldn't help her at. And now, it was definitely a low point.

Chandler always had an inkling that Richard was trouble. That him and his 'stache would somehow break Monica's heart. He didn't share this with others, since they would of thought he was just callous and lonely and bitter from being alone. But in the end, he was right. But he wished he wasn't. Monica was out of her zone. She wasn't herself. She let herself become depressed. Lost.

Monica let herself become a mess.

Chandler realized this has he saw his usually clean and neat friend become this unusually dirty and messy person. The whole gang was there for usual morning setting. Rachel was pouring a lumping substance into Joey's bowl, while Joey didn't look pleased. Ross and Phoebe didn't look like they wanted to go any where near what Rachel cooked. Chandler just took a seat as he saw the door to Monica's room open. Monica had only been wearing the same pjs, her hair was sticking all over the place, and her face was red from the crying she had been doing. He was sitting at the kitchen table as Monica walked towards them.

"Hey Mon." Chandler greeted, but Monica kept on walking to the bathroom. Chandler turned to Rachel, but she just shrugged. Monica walked out of the bathroom and back to her room. Chandler turned back to the rest of his friends and shook his head.

"Ok, we really need to get her out of this mode she is in."

"Yeah, Rachel's breakfast is horrible." Joey replied as he pushed his bowl of oatmeal aside. Phoebe looked at bowl and gave a funny face.

"Yeah, that does not look edible. I've eaten things on the street that look tastier than that."

"Well, sorry, these instructions are just too confusing. And the guy on the box isn't even attractive. How can it turn out well?" Rachel said as she handed the box to Ross.

Chandler let the rest of them argue over Rachel's cooking and headed to Monica's room. He didn't know what he was going to say, but it was worth a try.

"Mon?" Chandler said as he entered the room. She was just laying in her bed, not sleeping but it looked like it. Chandler walked over to her side and, kneeled down. Monica noticed his presence there and opened her eyes in recognition.

"Hey." Chandler said simply.

"Hi." Monica said weakly, as if she hadn't spoken in several years. They looked at each other silently.

"We miss you Monica." Chandler finally said, in nothing more than a whisper.

"Why? Its not like I died." She replied back.

"Yes, you have. The Monica we've known and loved has died. And now we got nearly dehydrated Monica." Chandler said with a slightly laugh.

"Chandler, I'm fine." Monica said in a serious tone, turning her back to Chandler. Chandler stood up from his spot.

"You're fine? If staying in bed, crying over a guy is fine, then the rest of us must be crazy."

"Richard wasn't just a guy--"

"Yes he was Monica. And you being like this for so long is just crazy. You two were on two different paths. You must of known that it wasn't going to last forever. You guys were just two different. He already did everything you dreamed of doing... and you were just starting. And you're letting this end your world, when you just start right over. I know you loved Richard, but it wasn't enough for either of you. And I don't think he would be happy to see you like this. He's going to move on. So should you. You get out of bed and realize you still have five great friends who love you no matter how crazy you get... even when you get mad at us for not using coasters... Think about that." Chandler walked around and Monica had her eyes closed. Chandler shook his head and walked out back to the kitchen. The others stared at him and he sat down.

"Well?" Ross said. Somehow the rest of them know that Chandler went to talk to Monica.

"Uhh, well, I tried but--" Chandler started but saw Monica sit down in the seat in front of Chandler.

"Hey." She said softly. The rest of the group huddled around Monica in a group hug. Except for Chandler. He viewed the scene in front of him and noticed that even though Monica is out of her room, she still looked different. The smile she had seemed forced, just like her being out of bed. 'Doesn't she know she has a group of people who love her and help her?' He thought.

'I'll always be there... All she had to do was reach out.'

disclaimer: I do not own these characters. duh. Help! was sung by the Beatles. But you should know that.