It has been four weeks since the night that Chandler and I hooked up, you might say. He told me that nothing could happen between us, that we would just stay friends. But things have changed. He told Maria that he would spend less time with us but that he couldn't cut off completely. I consider it a miracle that Maria agreed. Although he has been spending less time with us, we've adapted.

But I will admit I miss him, even Phoebe, who once said she just put up with him, misses him.

Joey is the only one who isn't experiencing the sadness, since he still lives with him.

Although the entire group had been effected it hit me the hardest. That night that he made love to me I feel even deeper in love with him. It felt like hitting rock bottom in love. Sure I had loved him before, but now I love him.

As if the pain of being in love with him wasn't enough, about a week ago I had the stomach flu. The thing that scarring me though is that it hasn't gone away. Rachel has been pushing me to go to the doctor. That was about the third day. But after the week mark it she blackmailed me into going to the doctor. She said that if I didn't go to the doctor that she would force me to call my mom and have a lunch date with her. That was all it took.

So now I sit in the dingy room that we people call a doctor's office waiting for her arrival. My prayers are soon answered when I see the doctor appear from behind the door. She sends me a warm smile before taking a seat on the spinning chair.

"So Monica I have here that you have the stomach flu," She said looking down at her clip board.

"Yea."

"When did it start?" The doctor asks me.

"It started about a week ago, I would throw up like once in morning and then repeat the next morning." I explained.

"Monica when was your last period?" I stare at the doctor in confusion before realizing that I'm late.

"It was two months ago, but that doesn't mean anything does it?" I ask fearfully.

"Well you're too young to be going through menopause. It could have something to do with stress, but you shouldn't be two months late." I close my eyes suddenly realizing that I was supposed to start a week after Chandler and I hooked up. But I never did.

"So are you saying that I'm pregnant?" I ask already knowing what her answer will be.

"That is what I think it is, we won't know until we do blood and urine tests." The doctor explained. If these test come back positive how will I tell Chandler?

It's about twenty minutes later and I'm once again sitting in the small room. My mind is in a blur. There's no doubt that Chandler would be the father if these test came back positive. I haven't been with anyone else since then. But then I will have to tell everybody else, including my brother. He'll be pissed. Truly and utterly angry. Ross might actually kill Chandler if this come backs positive. My parents certainly won't be happy. They already judge me on everything else. There is no doubt that will want nothing to do with this child.

I really don't know how I'll feel. I've always wanted a kid, but I always expected to be married to the man I love by that point. But Chandler has made it very clear that no we will not try to be a couple. Oh God, will Chandler want me to get rid of the baby? No, never, Chandler wouldn't want that from me. I have no doubt that he'll be a great father and I know that he wouldn't want me to get rid a baby.

The soft knock on the door pulls be back to reality. And seconds later the doctor appears behind the door.

"Well?" I ask fidgeting my fingers.

"The tests results came back positive, you're pregnant." I sigh and tuck my head to my chest. "Go home, think over your options. Talk to the father. Then come back when you're ready." The doctor said softly. "Do you have any questions?" I shook my head 'no' before the doctor leaves.

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I am overcome by a sense of déjà vu as put myself in autopilot. The last time I felt like this was when I walked to the bar the night my child was conceived. That was one fateful night.

I don't know whether to be overjoyed or overcome by sadness. I'm having a baby… with Chandler. The thought overjoys me, but then I remember Maria. If Chandler stays with her then she will be my baby's step mother. No that ain't happening. Maria is already going to be over the top angry that I'm carrying her boyfriend's child. The worst case scenario is that either Chandler or Maria demand an abortion. But I really don't see that happening.

I walk into my apartment not seeing Phoebe and Rachel sitting on the couch. "Hey Mon!" Phoebe exclaims from the living room. I force a smile as I hang up my coat. I smooth down my shirt and my smile widens slightly.

"Hey Mon, what happened at the doctor's?" Rachel asks walking over towards me.

"They said it was just a bug that has been going around." I lie weakly and Rachel figured it out. "Alright fine, but you can't tell a soul." I warn the pair. "I'm pregnant."

I watch as Rachel and Phoebe's mouths drop open in shock. I look back and forth between the two and fight back the urge to run.

"Who's the father?" Phoebe finally asks.

"That remains a secret until I tell him." Suddenly Joey and Chandler burst through the front door.

"We're going to the coffee house wanna come?"

I look at Phoebe and Rachel who both shake their heads no. "No, but Chandler, I need to talk to you." I say making my way to the door. "Alone." I say and walk out of my apartment and over to his.

"Mon, what's wrong?" Chandler asks, shutting the door behind him.

"I went to the doctor's today to see why I've been feeling so terrible." I see him nod understanding what I'm saying so I continue. "I thought it was just the flu, but then I realized that I missed my period."

Chandler suddenly freezes and I begin to twiddle my fingers.

"Chandler, I'm pregnant."

AN: So I have hit a very hard place right now. I'm super depressed so I would just like to apologize if that comes out in my writing. And I know the pregnancy was a long shot, but I the other version of the story involved a lot of yelling and a lot of heart break. This isn't much different. TBC…