Hello all! I hope that everyone is dandy on this fine day! (I just had a really good day so nothing could phase me right now! And now I'm spreading that happiness amongst you!) This fic takes place a few years in the future, but no one has seen Monica and Chandler since the end of season five. Therefore they knew that they were dating.

Disclaimer: They don't belong to me.

"I have to go to Seattle on business. Would you guys like to come?" Rachel asked her friends one afternoon when she came home from work. They were sitting in Central Perk.

"Sure," Joey said. "I have nothing else to do."

"Okay, great! Who else?"

"I'll come," Phoebe said.

"Ross?"

"I'm there," he promised.

"Great," Rachel said. "That's all four of us." Four. It had been four for about five years now. No one knew where their other two friends had gone. Monica and Chandler had simply never come home from the store one night. They had found an obscure note from the two laying on Rachel's bed.

Dear Ross, Rachel, Joey and Phoebe,

Please know that we love you guys. We wouldn't do this unless we had

to. Please know that. We have to leave. Love always, Monica and Chandler.

Weeks of investigations, and worrying turned up nothing. So they had called the search off, and they had had a memorial for the two.

"Wherever they are," Joey had said. "I hope that they're together." Little did they know that this little trip of theirs would turn up something that had been missing from their lives for six years. Or more specific, some people.

~Seattle~

"Monica? Honey? Have you seen my socks?" Chandler yelled up the stairs of their house.

"Which ones?" Monica yelled back down. She was in the middle of something and didn't really feel like looking for Chandler's socks.

"The gray ones," he called.

"Can't you wear your black ones?" She called.

"Fine," he huffed and grabbed the black ones. They were late for church. (AN: I know that Monica is supposed to be Jewish, all I can say is that it'll be explained later.) They had been fine, church-going people for five years. When they left, they had changed everything about themselves. They only had kept their first names. Chandler was now working in public relations at a large firm in Seattle, and was making twice as much money as he had been, and doing even less work. Monica went back to school and had got a degree and now worked as a social worker. The Walkers, they were now called. Monica and Chandler Walker.

"Need help honey?" Chandler called up the steps.

"Yes please," Monica called back down. "Jamie will not put his shoes on." Chandler heard his four-year-old's small voice call.

"But Mommy they hurt my feet!" Chandler chuckled a bit and hurried up the steps before Monica had a breakdown. He found his son on the floor trying to put on his tennis shoes.

"You can't wear those!" Monica explained to him.

"But Mommy!" Jamie whined. Juliana, his twin sister, came into the room.

"I'm ready Daddy," she happily told Chandler.

"Thanks sweetheart," he said to her. She beamed. "I'll take over here Mon, go get Tessa ready."

"She's ready already," Juliana said pointing to her one-year-old sister Tess who appeared in the hallway. Monica picked her up and carried her downstairs followed in tow by Juliana. Chandler finally came down holding Jamie in his arms, and Monica saw with pleasure, that Jamie was wearing his shoes. Chandler locked the door behind them and they got into their mini-van and drove to church. Jamie, as per usual, was wiggling in and out of his seat. Monica held Tess in her lap and Juliana sat next to her making faces at her brother. All in all, they were behaving in the typical fashion. As they got on their coats to leave, Monica heard someone calling her name.

"Monica! Monica Walker!" She turned around. It had taken her a long time to get used to that name. It was another mother from Juliana and Jamie's preschool class.

"Oh, hey Sheryl, what's the matter?"

"Can you come in for the Christmas party?"

"Sure," Monica said.

"Thanks so much," Sheryl said. "Oh can you make something for the kids to eat? Like brownies?"

"Oh, I don't know if they'll want to eat my cooking," Monica said. Her and Chandler shared an amused look. "But I'll try."

"Mommy makes really good brownies," Juliana said.

"At least someone likes them," Monica told Sheryl, who laughed. They walked out and Chandler asked if they wanted to go to the park.

"Let's go get them changed first. Jamie will throw an absolute fit if he has to wear those shoes any longer," Monica said. They drove home and changed the kids into their play clothes and then drove to the park.

"Look Pheebs!" Joey was staring out the window of their hotel room onto the park below. "There's an ice cream man!"

"Do you want some Joe?" Phoebe asked.

"Please?" Joey asked. Phoebe nodded.

"I could go for a nice Screwball myself," Phoebe agreed grabbing her purse. (AN: My absolute favorite thing to get from the ice cream man. When he comes around, it's me and my neighbor, whose my age, that run out to meet him. Not the little kids) They walked down into the park and bought their ice cream and were sitting on the bench eating it when Phoebe's eye caught a little girl who looked familiar.

"Jamie!" The little girl admonished. "Don't do that!"

"Sorry Juliana, queen of the world," the little boy with her said in a sarcastic voice.

"Mommy is going to yell at you!"

"She's not! She's too busy trying to get Tess to put on her coat!"

"Then Daddy will!"

"Will not!"

"Will too!" Phoebe watched their fight intensify, until a man, who looked hauntingly familiar walked up and took their hands and pulled them towards a woman who was sitting on another bench holding a baby in her arms. It took Phoebe a minute to realize how she knew them.

"Joe! That's Monica and Chandler!" Joey's attention was immediately turned to the woman and man, who although they had changed slightly, were without a doubt, their old friends. Monica, he noted, had gotten her hair highlighted and was layered and fell to her shoulders. She was wearing sunglasses, as was Chandler.

"Sweetie, we'd better go home," he said to Monica. "Jamie and Jules are acting up." Monica nodded and picked Tessa up and strapped her into her stroller and they began to walk towards their car. Joey and Phoebe shared an incredulous look and then got up and began to follow them. They didn't want to lose them again. They got into their rental car and followed the brand-new mini-van down the streets and into a neighborhood called Whispering Pines, and down the street to a huge house towards the end of the street. Chandler parked in the driveway and Phoebe and Joey drove past they turned into a driveway at the end and sat there until Monica and Chandler had disappeared into the house. They drove past again and Phoebe saw on the mailbox that it said Walker.

'Walker?" She said out loud. "Is that their house or are they just visiting someone?"

"Well, either way we can find out where they are," Joey said. "Lets go find Ross and Rachel and tell them." Phoebe nodded and they drove back to the hotel. They burst into their room and found Ross and Rachel arguing what to do next.

"Guess who we saw!" Joey exclaimed. Thinking that they saw a movie star or something like that, Ross and Rachel began to name people.

"The guy from 'JAG'?" Rachel guessed.

"No!" Phoebe said fed up. "Monica and Chandler!" Their mouths dropped open.

"They're alive?" Ross asked.

"They're here?" Rachel cried at the same time. "Where did you see them? Did you talk to them?"

"Hold on!" Joey said holding up his hands.

"Are you sure that it was them?" Ross asked. He had gotten his hopes up too many times trying to find them, and he didn't want to be hurt again.

"Positive that it was them," Phoebe said. "We saw them in the park with their three kids."

"They have three kids?"

"Yep, two girls and a boy," Joey said. "But we didn't talk to them."

"Why not?" Ross demanded to know.

"We followed them home instead," Phoebe continued. "And their mailbox said Walker. Not Geller, not Bing, but Walker."

"Maybe it wasn't their house?" Rachel asked.

"Or maybe they changed their names," Ross said.

"Why would they do that?" Joey asked.

"Maybe they didn't want to be found," Ross said.

"Then should we not try to talk to them?" Rachel asked.

"No, we have to," Phoebe said. "I want to know where they've been for the past five years." They all agreed to go to that house that night to get some answers on where their friends had disappeared to so long ago.

"Did you get the movies?" Monica asked Chandler coming into the kitchen. He held up a bag with videos in it.

"Did you make popcorn?" He asked. She held up three separate bowls. One for her and Chandler, and then Jamie and Juliana each got their own, because they would fight when forced to share.

"And Tessa is fast asleep," Monica said.

"Well then the Walker family video fest may begin," Chandler said hugging his wife close to him and kissing her deeply on the mouth.

"Walker," she whispered. "It took me so long to get used to that. Now I barely remember my old life." She paused. "I miss them."

"I know baby," Chandler said holding her and feeling her tears on his cheeks. "I miss them too." Jamie and Juliana had come into the room and cleared their throats. Monica laughed and pulled away giving Chandler one last kiss before picking the bowls of popcorn up and carrying them into the family room. Chandler followed with the tapes and the drinks. They settled onto the couch and Monica leaned up against Chandler and rested in his arms as the movie started. Julie and Jamie were on the floor on beanbag chairs that Monica had thrown a fit when Chandler had bought them for them.

"They are not staying in my house!" She cried.

"But Mon!" Chandler had said. "Every kid needs a beanbag chair! All other chairs envy that chair!" They had finally come to some sort of agreement. The chairs only made appearances in the family room on family film nights. The rest of the time they were in the playroom. They were halfway into the movie when the doorbell rang. Monica and Chandler looked at each other and Chandler rose to answer it. He walked into the hallway and flipped on the outside light. He peered out the window and was shocked to find his old friends standing there looking, well, nervous. He pulled open the door and stared at them.

"It is you!" Rachel said.

"Rachel?" Chandler asked. He was enveloped in a hug.

"We thought that you were dead," Phoebe said hugging him.

"Come in," Chandler said pulling them inside the large house.

"Who is it?" Monica's voice called.

"Is that Monica?" Ross asked. He couldn't wait to see his baby sister. Chandler nodded his head spinning. Monica appeared in the hallway, and her reaction was the same as her husband's. Her mouth dropped open.

"What are you doing here?" She asked in shock.

"We missed you too Mon," Joey said sarcastically. He ran to her and picked her up and spun her around. Rachel squealed and ran to hug her best friend. Ross did the same as Joey had done.

"Mommy! Tell Jamie that he has his own popcorn and not to steal mine!" Juliana cried from the family room.

"I was not!"

"You were too liar, liar pants on fire!" Monica and Chandler snapped out of their shock and Monica made her way to the family room.

"Mommy!" Juliana cried. "He's hitting me!" She threw herself into her mother's arms. Monica held her tightly to her trying to piece everything together in her head.

"Jamie Walker, what did I tell you about hitting your sister?"

"That it was bad?" Jamie asked. The gang had followed Monica and Chandler into the living room and Jamie and Juliana suddenly noticed that there were four people that they didn't know in their house. Jamie pulled on Chandler's sleeve and Chandler picked him up and the four Walkers stared at the four old friends of Monica Geller and Chandler Bing. Two people that in every sense of the word did not exist anymore.

"Are these your kids?" Rachel asked. She looked at the two little children in their pajamas. Both looked like Monica, but had traces of Chandler in their faces. Monica nodded.

"This is Jamie and Juliana, they're four, and then we have Tessa, who is fourteen months."

"Hi, Jamie," Joey said. He was closest to Chandler. "I'm Joey. Your dad and I used to live together."

"Really?" Juliana moved her head from its spot buried in Monica's shoulders to look up at Joey.

"And I used to live with your mommy," Rachel said.

"I did once too!" Phoebe added.

"I'm your mommy's brother," Ross said to his niece and nephew.

"Nuh-huh," Jamie said vigorously shaking his head. "Mommy doesn't have any brothers or sisters. We'd know if she did."

"It's true," Monica told her son. "He's my brother."

"Lucy, I think that we've got a lot of 'splaining to do," Chandler said in a Cuban accent. Monica nodded.

"Why don't we go put Jules and James to bed and you can make yourself comfortable and then we will explain?" She offered moving towards the door. Their friends nodded.

"That's fine," Phoebe said sitting on the couch. "We'll be here when you come back." Chandler followed her up the stairs. Monica tucked Juliana in bed and then went across the hall to Jamie's room and Chandler went to Julie's room.

"So I guess we have to go back down there and face them?" Monica said as they met back up in the hall. Chandler nodded and pulled her into a hug.

"It'll be okay," he told her. Downstairs, their friends were looking all around the living room at pictures of Monica and Chandler and the kids and leafing through the photo albums. Monica and Chandler appeared in the doorway once more and they moved together to the couch and sat upon it holding the other's hand.

"Your house is gorgeous," Rachel told Monica.

"Thanks," Monica said.

"Why don't you guys sit down?" Chandler asked pointing to the couches. They took their cue and sat down and looked expectantly at their friends.

"I guess you're wondering where we've been for the last five years," Monica said.

"Well, yeah," Ross said. "You just didn't come home one day! Do you have any idea how worried we were?"

"I can imagine," Monica said grasping to Chandler's hand tightly.

"Well, why didn't you come home? You left a note telling us that you had to leave, but didn't want to. We had no idea what happened to you! The police thought that you had been kidnapped, because of the hasty note and the ransacked apartment. They gave up fairly early, they told us that you were dead. But we didn't believe them, so we continued to search. We searched everywhere for you," Rachel said. "We finally gave up."

"We're sorry," Monica said. She burst out in tears. "We didn't want to hurt you. We had no choice!" She wailed.

"Shush, honey, it wasn't your fault," Chandler said rubbing his wife's back. "It's okay." She calmed down and then looked at her friends that she had been certain she might never see again.

"This is what happened..." she began taking them back to that afternoon five years before.

To be continued......

~*Don't you just love when I leave you in suspense? I wasn't going to, but its getting late, and I have school again tomorrow....blah! I was really liking this sleeping in and going to bed late. But no, tomorrow back to waking up insanely early, getting on my stupid uniform and heading off to stupid school. Blah! Anyway, please tell me what you thought. I decided if I don't get like...more then six reviews, no second chapter! Just kidding, but seriously please review!*~