The Other Side of Night
Disclaimer: Still don't own them… (Doesn't this get a little old?)
Hey! I'm in somewhat of a good mood now that AP exams are over, so I thought that I'd write a somewhat depressing fanfic… Wait, that didn't make any sense… The point is, I've wanted to write this one since I got the idea for it earlier last week, but I didn't get a chance because of that stupid AP US exam (or because I have way too much fun inventing my new counting system with Ez and Rachel…). Anyway, just read my story…
Oh, important stuff about this: Monica and Chandler have been married for about a year and a half, and Rachel was never pregnant at Monica and Chandler's wedding so she still lives across the hall with Joey.
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"Rachel, are you sure you don't mind taking Lauren again tonight?" Monica asked for what seemed to be the millionth time since she had gotten there. (Note to Ez: I was gonna go with Xylophone, but Lauren won out in the end…)
"Monica, I'm happy to do it. You know how much I love your girls. We just can't risk this little one getting sick now, can we?" Rachel cooed to the five month old in her arms. "Don't worry about us. Ross said that he'd come over and sleep on the couch to help me if I need it. Phoebe said that she was gonna come by, and Joey said that he would even cancel his dates to help. You just go back over to Chandler and take care of your other baby."
"Good night, angel girl. Mommy loves you." Even though she knew that Lauren was in good hands, she hated leaving her again. Monica reluctantly kissed her daughter and went back across the hall to help Chandler.
Emma was recovering from a cold, and Lauren had been staying at Rachel and Joey's apartment so that she didn't catch her twin sister's cold.
Chandler was sitting on the sofa, holding Emma, when Monica came back.
"Is she okay?" He asked quietly.
"Rachel has her, and she's fed and changed. She'll be fine." Monica said this more to reassure herself then to reassure him. "Is Emms asleep yet?"
"Yeah, she just fell asleep a few minutes ago. But I don't dare move her yet 'cause I don't want her to wake up." Even though Emma had almost completely gotten over her cold, she was still very irritable, and Chandler and Monica did not want to run the risk that Lauren would get sick as well.
"I think it's probably safe if we put her in her crib for the night. You know she'll wake up at 11:00 because she needs to eat."
Chandler gives the baby to Monica, and they take Emma into the extra bedroom that had been converted into a nursery just six months before. They carefully lay Emma in her crib and turn on the baby monitor.
"Mommy and Daddy love you so much, princess. We just want you to feel better." Monica covered Emma with a blanket, and Chandler turned off the light as they silently left the room.
Both Monica and Chandler were exhausted from taking care of Emma, but they couldn't be any happier. They both loved being parents more than anything in the world, and they wouldn't trade it for anything. They went to bed with a feeling of contentment; neither one even dreaded the thought of waking up again at about 11:00 when Emma would need to eat again.
"I love you Chandler," Monica whispered to her husband in the dark. "Thank you for giving me my babies."
"You did all the hard work, Mon, you deserve all the credit."
And as they fell asleep in each other's arms, listening to Emma's steady breathing on the baby monitor, they felt as though they were the luckiest people in the world.
But their peaceful, happy world came crashing down as Monica woke with a start and didn't think twice that anything could be wrong.
But she didn't hear Emma crying in the other room.
She looked at the clock.
4:30 AM
Panicked, she listened to the baby monitor.
Silence
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And that's chapter one… Please review. I know it's short, but this is a really difficult one for me to write. It's really, really depressing.
Special Thanks: To everyone over at the CCAMB who helped me with this in whatever small way that you did. You guys rule!!!! *hugs Rachel, Ez, DMG, Julie, Cynthia, and Raimee*
Disclaimer: Still don't own them… (Doesn't this get a little old?)
Hey! I'm in somewhat of a good mood now that AP exams are over, so I thought that I'd write a somewhat depressing fanfic… Wait, that didn't make any sense… The point is, I've wanted to write this one since I got the idea for it earlier last week, but I didn't get a chance because of that stupid AP US exam (or because I have way too much fun inventing my new counting system with Ez and Rachel…). Anyway, just read my story…
Oh, important stuff about this: Monica and Chandler have been married for about a year and a half, and Rachel was never pregnant at Monica and Chandler's wedding so she still lives across the hall with Joey.
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"Rachel, are you sure you don't mind taking Lauren again tonight?" Monica asked for what seemed to be the millionth time since she had gotten there. (Note to Ez: I was gonna go with Xylophone, but Lauren won out in the end…)
"Monica, I'm happy to do it. You know how much I love your girls. We just can't risk this little one getting sick now, can we?" Rachel cooed to the five month old in her arms. "Don't worry about us. Ross said that he'd come over and sleep on the couch to help me if I need it. Phoebe said that she was gonna come by, and Joey said that he would even cancel his dates to help. You just go back over to Chandler and take care of your other baby."
"Good night, angel girl. Mommy loves you." Even though she knew that Lauren was in good hands, she hated leaving her again. Monica reluctantly kissed her daughter and went back across the hall to help Chandler.
Emma was recovering from a cold, and Lauren had been staying at Rachel and Joey's apartment so that she didn't catch her twin sister's cold.
Chandler was sitting on the sofa, holding Emma, when Monica came back.
"Is she okay?" He asked quietly.
"Rachel has her, and she's fed and changed. She'll be fine." Monica said this more to reassure herself then to reassure him. "Is Emms asleep yet?"
"Yeah, she just fell asleep a few minutes ago. But I don't dare move her yet 'cause I don't want her to wake up." Even though Emma had almost completely gotten over her cold, she was still very irritable, and Chandler and Monica did not want to run the risk that Lauren would get sick as well.
"I think it's probably safe if we put her in her crib for the night. You know she'll wake up at 11:00 because she needs to eat."
Chandler gives the baby to Monica, and they take Emma into the extra bedroom that had been converted into a nursery just six months before. They carefully lay Emma in her crib and turn on the baby monitor.
"Mommy and Daddy love you so much, princess. We just want you to feel better." Monica covered Emma with a blanket, and Chandler turned off the light as they silently left the room.
Both Monica and Chandler were exhausted from taking care of Emma, but they couldn't be any happier. They both loved being parents more than anything in the world, and they wouldn't trade it for anything. They went to bed with a feeling of contentment; neither one even dreaded the thought of waking up again at about 11:00 when Emma would need to eat again.
"I love you Chandler," Monica whispered to her husband in the dark. "Thank you for giving me my babies."
"You did all the hard work, Mon, you deserve all the credit."
And as they fell asleep in each other's arms, listening to Emma's steady breathing on the baby monitor, they felt as though they were the luckiest people in the world.
But their peaceful, happy world came crashing down as Monica woke with a start and didn't think twice that anything could be wrong.
But she didn't hear Emma crying in the other room.
She looked at the clock.
4:30 AM
Panicked, she listened to the baby monitor.
Silence
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And that's chapter one… Please review. I know it's short, but this is a really difficult one for me to write. It's really, really depressing.
Special Thanks: To everyone over at the CCAMB who helped me with this in whatever small way that you did. You guys rule!!!! *hugs Rachel, Ez, DMG, Julie, Cynthia, and Raimee*