Calling My Angel

Summary: Monica Gellar had a lot of life left to live when she was in a tragic car accident. Chandler Bing never had any luck in the relationship department. When he meets Monica, he thinks she's what he has been waiting for his entire life; problem is he's the only one who can see her. Can these two come together in their time of need and help eachother out? Based on the movie, Just Like Heaven.

Disclaimer: The only one I own is Hannah Gellar.

Chapter 1

"Hannah, honey please sit still?" Monica begged her 3 year old daughter, who was squirming while her mother was trying to put her shoes on. "Just this once."

Hannah stopped moving and pouted slightly causing Monica to smile. Hannah was the most energetic kid she had ever met. She could never remember having that much energy...ever.

"Mommy hurry! Auntie Rachel will be here any minute." Hannah said.

Monica laughed. "I know, thats why you have to stop squirming so I can get this shoe on you before she gets here." She finally managed to get the shoe on and tied, just in time for Rachel to enter the apartment.

"Where's my favorite niece?" Rachel asked as she walked into her best friend's apartment.

Hannah giggled. "Auntie Rach, I'm right here. You can see me."

Rachel laughed along with the little girl. "Well so I can." She said humoring Hannah. "You ready for a day of shopping with me?"

Hannah nodded enthusiastically. "I just wish Mommy was coming."

Monica smiled sadly at her daughter and kissed the little girl's head. "I wish I could sweetie, but Mommy has to work."

"But why?" Hannah inquired.

"Because we need money for food and all those clothes you insist on getting." Monica said getting a laugh out of Hannah.

"Then I should get a Daddy, so you wouldn't have to spend all YOUR money on me." Hannah said simply.

"Honey we've talked about this." Monica sighed. "It's not that easy. First I have to meet a guy and then we have to fall in love."

"So meet a guy." Hannah said.

Rachel had to laugh at the 3 year old's persistence. "She's got a point, Mon."

Monica scoffed and looked at her best friend. "And your one to talk, Rach?"

Rachel shrugged. "I'll have you know I have a date tonight...with your brother I might add."

Monica smiled. She was glad her brother had finally decided to confess his feelings to Rachel. It had been a long time coming and truth be told, Monica was sick of hearing his complaining whenever Rachel went out on dates with other men.

"That's great!" Monica exclaimed checking her watch. "Crap, I'm going to be late."

"Mommy, you said a bad word." Hannah said pointing her finger at her mother.

Monica rolled her eyes, quickly mouthed her apology, stuck 25 cents in the swear jar, kissed her daughter goodbye and ran out the door while grabbing her purse.

Two hours later, Rachel and Hannah entered Monica's apartment to find Ross sitting on the couch, his head in his hands. When he looked up, they could see he had been crying.

"Auntie Rachel, why is Uncle Ross sad?" Hannah asked.

"I don't know honey." She said concerned. "Hey, why don't you go put your things in your room, maybe try on an outfit for Uncle Ross." Rachel suggested, to which the little girl responded by darting to her room immediately, excited to play fashion show.

"Ross, you ok?" Rachel asked.

Ross shook his head and took her hand as she sat on the coffee table across from him.

"What's going on? Why are you here? Shouldn't you be at work?" Rachel continued to throw questions at him, not waiting for an answer for fear of what it would be.

"Rach, there's something I need to tell you." He struggled to suppress another sob that wanted to escape. "It's about Mon...there was an accident."

"Thanks, Gunther." Chandler Bing smiled at the platinum-blonde headed waiter, who had just handed him his coffee. Gunther smiled slightly in return before moving on to the next customer.

Chandler walked out the door, just in time to collide right into a woman.

"Oh I'm so sorry." Chandler said apologizing. "I should have been watching where I was going." He said pulling back and standing up going to offer her his hand, but noticing she was already on her feet.

"It's ok." The woman said smiling sincerely at him. "I was the one not paying attention."

Chandler smiled at her and gulped as he looked at her. She was beautiful, with medium length raven colored hair that was slightly curled at the ends, a warm smile and the most intense bright blue eyes he had ever seen. She was easily the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen in real life.

"We can both take fault then." Chandler said suddenly, getting a laugh from the woman. Even her laugh is amazing. Chandler thought. "I'm Chandler."

"Monica." She said holding out her hand for him to shake. His hand went straight through hers it seemed. They tried again and the same thing happened.

Too weird. Monica thought, but then again her whole day was a little off. She even felt weirder then usual, like she could float on air if she wanted to.

"Monica, nice to meet you." He said. "So why are you in such a frenzy to get somewhere? Not that it's any of my business, I'm just wondering."

Monica shrugged. "I just want to get home."

"Oh ya, I know the feeling." Chandler laughed. "You know, I've lived around here for awhile now and I can't remember ever seeing you."

"I know, I just moved into an apartment on Morton, a couple months ago." She explained.

"I live on Morton too." Chandler said smiling. Strange, he wasn't usually this forward with woman he had just met. There was just something about her.

"Really?" Monica smiled. "Well then maybe I'll see ya around sometime." She said sounding hopeful.

"Yeah that would be great." Chandler agreed. He couldn't believe his luck. This gorgeous woman wanted to go out with him...an average looking guy who made way to many jokes and had never really had a serious relationship. She doesn't know that, doorknob. He quickly reminded himself. "How about we meet for coffee say tomorrow night?"

Monica thought about it and nodded. "I like the sound of that, tomorrow at 7?"

He smiled and nodded. "It's a date."

Monica smiled, wished him a good night and walked away, just as his friend Phoebe came up.

"Phoebe, did you see that? I just got a date with an incredibly beautiful woman." Chandler grinned happily.

Phoebe smiled. "Really? Who?"

"She's right..." He turned around, it had only been a few seconds, not long enough for Monica to just disappear from plain vision. "She was right there...I swear."

"Chandler I've been watching you for the past few minutes. You looked like you were talking to yourself, and what have I told you about laughing at your own jokes, it's not as endearing as it seems." Phoebe said with a frown.

"No." Chandler insisted. "There was a woman here. Her name's Monica, she moved to the area a few months ago. She's beautiful, she's got long dark hair, she's a little shorter than you and she has the most amazing blue eyes."

"Chandler there was no one there when I saw you and like I said I've been watching you for like 10 minutes." Phoebe said giving him a strange look.

Chandler shook his head. Surely Phoebe had to be wrong. Monica had been there and she had agreed to go out with him. There was no way he could dream all that up. "Phoeb's, I'm telling you, she was right there, she agreed to go out with me." He said dreamily. "I know I said I didn't believe in love at first sight, but if I did, I definitely would think this is it." He said and ignored the looks she was giving him. He continued walking back to his apartment, his thoughts on Monica.