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Chapter Four

"Hey," His voice was soft, comforting, and full of emotion. He walked towards her slowly.

"Chandler," She whispered; her own voice hoarse. He nodded, and she let the tears spill down her cheeks, unable to hold them in any longer.

He went over to her bed and held her while she cried, wishing with all his heart that he could make her tears go away. He would do anything to see her smile again. She buried her face in his chest, clutching at his shirt. He softly whispered what he hoped were comforting things in her ear.

"It'll be okay now, Mon, it'll be okay,"

"I love you, I love you, I love you,"

She looked up when she felt his tears on her cheeks. "You're crying," She managed to get out.

"You gave us quite a scare there, sweetie,"

"Why me, Chandler?" She asked with a whimper. "Why?"

"I don't know, honey," He said softly, pulling her closer. "I don't know,"

She felt him trying to get up, and she pulled him closer. "Please don't leave me. Please,"

He looked at her, concerned. "I was just getting another blanket for you. You were shivering,"

Monica just nodded, not even realizing that she had been cold until now. He went over to the small closet in her room and retrieved a blanket for her. He came back over, wrapping it tightly around her, and pulled her into his lap again.

"I thought you didn't love me anymore," She said softly.

"What? Why would you think that?"

"When they said that you had left…," She said, her eyes downcast.

"Oh, God, Mon, I'm so sorry. Of course I still love you,"

"Why did you leave?"

"I just went home to take a shower. I came right back,"

"So, you still…,"

"Mon, of course I do! I love you more than anything. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me,"

A tear slid down her cheek. "You don't mean that,"

"Sweetie, yes, yes I do," He reassured her. She buried her face in his chest and didn't answer. "Mon?" He asked.

"I was so scared, Chandler. I thought I would never see you again," She whispered in a teary voice.

"Mon," He said, lifting her chin up gently, so that she was looking him in the eye. "Mon, I'm here. I'm here now, and I'm not going anywhere. I swear. I'm staying right here, okay?"

Monica nodded and whispered, "Thank you,"

"So, what? She'd rather see her boyfriend than her brother?"

"Ross," Rachel said in a warning tone.

"No, this is insane! We're family!"

"Look, calm down," Phoebe said. "She doesn't want to see us and there's nothing we can do about it,"

"Isn't there some sort of rule that allows family to go in?" Ross asked, jumping up.

Joey grabbed his arm. "Don't push it, okay?"

Ross looked at all three of them. "I can't believe you guys! It's like you don't even care!"

Rachel stood up to face him, fuming. "You think we don't care? Monica is our sister too, in every way except by blood! You think this isn't tearing us up inside? Because it is! And if you would just stop thinking about yourself for like, one second, you would see that!" Rachel sat back down, tears forming in her eyes.

"Uh, Rach, I-," Ross began, but Rachel cut him off.

"No, just shut up! I don't want to hear it!"

"Rach, let's go get something from the cafeteria," Phoebe offered, already putting an arm around her and leading her away.

Ross turned to Joey, who was still sitting there. "I'm sorry," He said quietly.

"I think you should tell Rachel that," Joey said, started to get up, but Ross stopped him.

"I know you're mad at me, but could you stay?" He asked hopefully. Joey contemplated this for a second, but, being the good friend that he was, nodded and sat back down.

Chandler noticed that Monica had fallen asleep in his arms, and he wondered who could be so horrible as to hurt someone as beautiful and as perfect as her. She had done nothing to deserve this, of that he was certain. He wished there was something he could do to help, but he realized that he had no idea what Monica wanted from him right now.

His thoughts were interrupted when the door opened and two police officers entered. Monica jolted awake and began shaking at the sight of these strange people.

"We just want to ask a few questions," One of the officers explained. After seeing Chandler nod, they sat down.

"Okay, let's get straight to the point. Did you see any of the men's faces?"

Monica shuddered and didn't answer. "Mon?" Chandler prompted softly, all the while squeezing her hand tightly to let her know he was still on her side.

Seeing that she wasn't going to answer, the officer began again. "Okay, next question-,"

"Stop!" Monica cried. "I'm not going to answer any of your questions! I don't want to remember!" Tears ran freely down her cheeks, and Chandler hugged her tightly.

"Shall we come back another time, then?"

Neither of them responded.

"Phoebe, I don't know, I still feel really bad," Rachel said as she sat with Phoebe in the cafeteria.

"Don't be. You did the right thing,"

"You think?"

Phoebe nodded. "I wish I'd stood up to him,"

"He just doesn't realize how much he-how much we-,"

"I know," Phoebe said softly.

"Hey, Phoebs?" Rachel asked after a moment.

"Yeah?"

"Monica is going to see us…sometime, right?"

Phoebe paused. "I think so. I mean, she can't go her whole life without seeing us…right?"

"Right," Rachel said, although she herself was not so sure.

"They're not going to be mad at me forever, are they?" Ross asked. Joey just shrugged his shoulders. "Look, Joe, I'm really trying here,"

"I don't think they're going to be mad forever, but I don't know, okay? Why don't you ask them?"

Ross was silent for a minute. "I'm sorry, man,"

"I'm not mad at you, Ross," Joey said quietly. "I just want you to realize-realize that-God, I don't even know what I want anymore!"

"Joey, you do look really stressed," Ross pointed out. "Maybe you should go home for awhile,"

"No, I'm fine,"

"Joey, look-,"

"No, if Monica kicks Chandler out again, he'd want me to be here for him,"

"Rach, Phoebe, and I are here…,"

"I know, but I'd never forgive myself if I wasn't here,"

"Yeah," Ross said, somewhat agreeing. "I just want Mon to be okay," he said, his voice breaking a little.

"I know," Joey said. "We all do,"

"Mon, honey, are you-," Chandler began softly after the police officers had left.

"Make them go away, Chandler," She pleaded. "Please make them go away," She began sobbing uncontrollably, and he began crying as well. He held onto her tightly, rocking her back and forth, hoping that he was helping.

"I'm so sorry," He whispered. "I wish I could. I'd do anything for you, you know that, right?"

Her head was still buried into his shoulder, but he thought he felt her nod.

She looked up, her eyes still brimming with tears, and kissed him softly. Chandler was surprised, but he kissed back. The kiss was short, but full of emotion. It was interrupted by a knock on the door. Monica looked at Chandler, horrified. "I won't let anything happen to you," He whispered in her ear.

He went over to the door and opened it, surprised to see Ross on the other side. "Uh, Ross…?" He said, only opening the door a little.

"I want to see Mon,"

Chandler turned around and saw Monica, with a scared expression on her face. "I'm sorry Ross, she doesn't want to see you,"

"Oh, you think you're so special," Ross scoffed. He pushed the door all the way open. His mouth visibly dropped open when he saw how terrible she looked. Without hesitation, he turned around and ran. Chandler stared after him.

"Am I…am I really that bad to look at?" Monica whispered hoarsely, causing Chandler to look at her.

"Oh, no, sweetie. You're beautiful," He said, coming over to her again. He took her hand. "And I love you. Always and forever,"

Rachel and Phoebe walked back to the waiting area, and saw Ross running out, with Joey following him.

"What was that about?" Phoebe asked.

"I don't know, but I think we should go too," Rachel said. Phoebe nodded, and they ran after them.

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