*AN* Here it is! My new Mondler fanfic, I have a Ross and Rachel one coming up too, but I had a good idea for this one. Hope you like this. :3

Monica walked down the street in the pouring rain. She had been shopping so had two heavy bags of shopping in each hand. It was after a while of walking that she heard the thunder. She closed her eyes and hoped it would not get worse before she got home. She was about 25 blocks away from her apartment so she quickened her pace, she was so scared of thunder and lightning it was unbelivable. As a huge fork of lightning came down and she jumped and started sobbing, now unable to hold back how scared she was about being out alone in this. As she was rushing down the street and crying she saw movement in one of the apartments above her. She let it go because of another fork of lightning almost right infront of her. She stopped in her tracks and screamed, sobbing in fright. She dropped her bags and curled up in a ball on the path, shaking and crying. She heard footsteps next to her, and then she felt arms pulling her up off the floor. It was a young man with bright blue eyes and sandy brown hair. Rain was dripping off his eyelashes and he was already soaked after being outside for a couple of minuets.

"Are you okay?" He asked. Monica wiped some of the rain off her face and shook her head. Another lightning bolt crashed down, closer to them this time. Monica screamed and nudged her head into the strangers chest.

"Put your arms around me," he said. Monica did as she was told and was carried out of the storm by this new person. She was taken into his apartment and put on the couch. He left to get her some clothes. She stared around this new place, trying to figure out what kind of character this new guy was. His apartment said a lot about him, posters were all over the walls, and my eyes stopped on a doll in a buggy. My heart stopped as she realized he was married with a child. She sighed. Every cute guy she met is married or has a girlfriend. He came back in with a shirt and pants. She got up, went to the bathroom and got changed, when she came back he smiled and offered her a drink of coffee. When sitting he asked, "So what happened out there? Why were you on the floor?" She shook her head.

"You'll laugh," I said.

"No I won't," He reassured me. I took a deep breath.

"Ever since I was a kid I have been terrified of thunder and lightning. I don't know why, but ever since I was a child if there was thunder and lightning I would sit in the same spot on my window pane and not move until it ended. And... I don't know. I was in the street. The lightning was so close... I..." I started sobbing and the guy put his cup down and moved me into a hug. Still hugging him I said: "I guess I just freaked out." He nodded and said

"It's okay."

"By the way, what's your name?" He laughed.

"Chandler. Chandler Bing." I smiled.

"I'm Monica Geller." He gave me the cutest smile, extended his hand, and in a soft voice said

"Well, it's nice to meet you." I smiled, and he leant in and kissed me on the lips. Caught up in the moment, I kissed him back. I then stopped.

"This is wrong. Your married." I stood up and put my hands over my eyes.

"No, I'm not married." I laughed. "Sure, that's what they all say." He opened his mouth to say something, but I said "I should go." I said. Chandler grinned knowing I would not go outside in the thunder. "I'm gonna stay." He laughed. "So if your not married, how come there is a doll over there? I quizzed him.

"That's my daughters. Her mother died giving birth to her." I gasped, now feeling horrible.

"I'm so sorry, that's awful." Chandler nodded.

"I don't know where she is. She is scared of thunder and lightning too, I was meant to be keeping an eye on her but I was looking out at the storm and saw you fall, so I came to get you. I'll go find her." He got up and left, and a moment later returned with a small girl, she looked the spitting double od Chandler, His hair color but in long straight bunches and the same color eyes. Even her facial structure was exactly the same. Chandler put her on the floor and I knelt down on the floor, now at her eye level.

"What's your name sweetie?" I asked. She came out as shy, but this little girl took a deep breath.

"My name is Sophia Alazne Bing. My daddy says that mommy picked it because it means miracle." I smiled.

"That's a pretty name." She giggled.

"Come on Soph, it's 8:30. Bedtime. Before you go to bed is there anything you would like to say to Monica?" I think Chandler meant if she had any questions, like where was her mom, or why was I there instead of her mom, But I was not expecting to hear her say:

"Monica, are you going to be my new mommy?"