Ok now I need to have a new story because I accidently deleted the one I was writing.

But I hope you still like this.

"Higher daddy, higher." 4 year old Eli laughed.

Chandler pushed the swing a little harder, which caused Eli to laugh louder. When the swing came back again, Chandler stopped the swing and took Eli out of it. "We need to start dinner. Mommy will be home soon."

Eli smiled widely. He loved when both of his parents were home at the same time. He loved that they all played together. "Yay." He cheered.

Chandler held Eli like a football and ran inside the house. Eli giggled the whole way until Chandler put him down in the kitchen. "Ok what should we cook?"

"Mommy isn't cooking?" Eli asked, frowning. He loved when his mom cooked. She was the best cook in the world to him.

Chandler bent down to be eye level with Eli. "Mommy worked all day today and I want her to come home and relax. Don't you?"

Eli nodded. "Yes."

Chandler kissed his forehead. "That's my boy. Now what do you want to cook?"

"Hmm, I want pizza." Eli smiled.

"Ok then no cooking tonight." Chandler pulled out his cell phone. When he was getting ready to dial, a strange number started calling.

"Hello…yes this is Chandler Bing…..What?...Oh gosh is she ok?...Yeah…Ok I will be right there." He hung up the phone.

Eli looked at his dad. He didn't look happy. "Are you ok daddy?"

Chandler picked him up. "How would you like to go play with Henry?" Henry's Ross and Rachel's 4 year old son. Rachel and Monica loved being pregnant together.

Eli shrugged. "But I want dinner and mommy."

"I know you do but mommy isn't coming home right now." Chandler said, walking out of the house with Eli in his arms.

Eli was on the verge of tears. "Why?"

Chandler sighed. "Honey, mommy had to go to the Dr. I'll be back for you later, ok?"

Eli nodded, still not satisfied with the answer that his dad had given him.

After quickly dropping Eli off at Ross and Rachel's, Chandler went right to the hospital. He didn't look at how fast he was going once. All he could think about was getting to Monica.

When he got there, he was instructed to go to room 145. He walked in and saw his wife of 5 years, sleeping so peacefully in her bed.

"What happened?" Chandler softly asked the Dr.

The Dr. turned her attention to Chandler. "She was at work, there was spilled grease on the floor in the kitchen and she slipped on it. When she slipped, she fell and hit her head."

Chandler's heart ached as he heard that story. "Is she ok?"

"Her ribs are bruised, her leg is broken and she has a concussion. When she wakes up, you can take her home but just keep an eye on her." The Dr. said.

Chandler nodded, his eyes on Monica. "Of course."

When the Dr. left the room, Chandler moved the chair closer to the bed and sat down. He gently held Monica's hand, hoping she'd wake up soon. They had given her pain medicine which seemed to knock her out. He was so happy she was going to be ok. He couldn't imagine his life without her. He needed her and Eli did as well.

He started to think about times he would never forget with Monica.

The first memory he thought of, was how they met. He remembered it like it was yesterday.

Chandler stood in line at Starbucks before work one morning. It was close to Christmas and there was soft Christmas music playing throughout the store.

The woman in front of him was trying to pay for her coffee with her bank card, but it kept denying.

Chandler went up to the counter. "I got it. And I will take a latte please." He said and handed the cashier enough cash for both.

She turned around and smiled at him. "Thank you."

Wow, she was beautiful. "You're welcome."

To this day, he wasn't sure how he did it, but he ended up getting her number after they talked a little bit. Everything was uphill from there.

The sun was setting on an August day, Chandler took Monica on a picnic while they were staying with her parents at their beach house.

Monica looked up at the sky. "It's so beautiful."

Chandler took her hand. "Monica, this year and a half with you has been amazing. I love spending every waking moment with you. And I love how happy you make me. Will you marry me Monica Geller?"

"Yes." She smiled.

Then they were married a couple months, when he got the best news he could ever want.

Chandler stood in the kitchen, helping Monica put groceries away. "Uh Mon, why did you buy a pack of diapers? We don't have a baby."

She raised her eyes at him, hoping that he would catch on.

It took only a couple seconds, before a smile spread across his face and he was kissing her. "Really? You are?"

She smiled. "Yes, 2 months."

He held her face and looked into her eyes. "You have no idea how happy this makes me."

She giggled. "I think I do."

Chandler smiled from that memory, he loved how she told him she was pregnant. Then of course, he couldn't forget the day, their son was born.

It was January and extremely cold. Snow covered the ground. It was the day after New Year's.

Monica was in labor and they had been in the hospital since 6am that morning. It seemed like forever until the contractions were close enough to go to the hospital. Then by 4pm that day, their son was born.

January 2nd, weighing 8lbs 3oz.

Chandler smiled at his little family. Monica smiled down at the baby in her arms. "He's so perfect." She smiled.

He nodded, gently stroking the baby's head. "He sure is. I really hated seeing you in so much pain."

Monica smiled, "I didn't like being in it, trust me. But I think this little one was worth it."

Chandler had to agree with that.

He had never cried so much then he did that day. It was so magical and beautiful. He was glad he was able to share it with the love of his life.

Now, if only she would just wake up.