A/N: Thank you everyone who has read and reviewed this story. I really appreciate it a lot. This chapter is going to be a little different. It'll start out in Monica's point of view and then it'll shift into Nora's point of view. Just warning ya! Enjoy!

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Monica cracked her eyes open and took in her, now familiar, surroundings. Chandler stirred and put an arm around her. She smiled and inhaled his smell. She loved it.

She, stealthily, slid out from underneath his arms and picked his shirt and her panties up off the ground, putting them on. She walked down the hall and into the kitchen, intent on making breakfast for the two of them.

She stopped when she saw Hannah sitting at the table with a plate of pancakes in front of her. An older woman was standing at the stove, putting more pancakes on a plate next to her. She picked up a coffee cup and turned.

"Well, good morning!" She said cheerfully.

"Good morning," Monica replied, confused.

"Monica!" Hannah exclaimed and ran over to her, giving her a hug.

"Hey, sweetie." She picked Hannah up and they walked over to the table.

"Hannah's told me a lot about you. Chandler, not so much," the older woman said and handed Monica the cup of coffee.

"Um, can I ask who you are?" Monica asked and took a sip of the coffee, black.

"Oh, I'm Chandler's mother, Nora," she said and stuck her hand out. Monica sat Hannah and the coffee down and shook her hand.

"I'm Monica, but I guess you already know that," she said and looked down. She was only wearing Chandler's shirt and she felt extremely exposed.

"I assumed that since Chandler didn't come back home to pick Hannah up, he was having a guest stay over. You go put some more clothes on and I'll finish up breakfast," Nora said and returned to the stove.

Guest? She and Chandler were dating. Why wouldn't she be able to stay at his house over night?

"Thanks, Mrs. Bing."

"Ugh, don't call me that. My name is, Nora." Monica nodded her head and walked back to Chandler's room to change.

Chandler had on a pair of fleece pajama pants when she walked into the room. He looked up and smiled, dropping the covers back on the unmade bed. He walked over, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the forehead.

"Good morning, Angel," he said. Monica smiled at the term of endearment.

"Good morning," she said and looked up at him, kissing him on the lips.

"I smell pancakes. Did you make breakfast?"

"No your mom did. She told me I could come back in here and put more clothes on while she finished breakfast." Monica smiled.

"Put more clothes on?" He asked puzzled. He stepped back and looked at her at arm's length. "I think you should be taking some of these clothes off." he unbuttoned one of the buttons and peered down her shirt.

Monica smiled and slapped his shoulder. "Maybe later," she said and winked at him.

Chandler walked over to his dresser and tossed her a pair of feminine pajama pants. She raised an eyebrow but put them on anyway.

"Ready to join your mother and daughter?" Monica asked and Chandler laced his fingers through hers.

"Of course."

"Hey Daddy!" Hannah said and stood up in her chair, arms raised. Chandler smiled and picked her up, twirling her around.

"Hey Princess. Did you have fun at Nana's?" He asked. Hannah nodded and burst into long explanation of the events from the previous night.

Monica stood at the counter, refilled her coffee cup and listened to the conversation between Chandler and Hannah.

Monica loved a lot of things about Chandler, but the biggest thing she loved was how he interacted with his daughter. Listening to the two of them talk filled her heart. When would she have that?

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Nora sat in the corner of the kitchen, sipping a cup of coffee and examining Monica.

She was a beautiful girl, long, black hair and dark, blue eyes. She had a bright personality and completely adored Hannah.

What caught Nora off-guard was the look in Monica's eyes as she looked at Chandler. She had never seen anyone look at her son like that. Not even Kathy. It was a look filled with love and adoration. And Chandler returned that same look.

She didn't need a rocket scientist to tell her that the two were in love. Nora smiled and emptied her glass, sitting it in the sink.

"I'll be on my way," Nora said and walked over to the kitchen table. Chandler stood up, kissed his mother on the cheek and hugged her.

Before he pulled away Nora whispered, "Don't let this one get away." Chandler looked at her puzzled. She smiled and bent down to kiss her granddaughter.

"Love you, Nana," Hannah said. Nora's swelled three times its size.

"I love you, too, baby."

Nora stood up and looked at Monica. "Will you walk me out, dear?"

Monica sat her coffee down. "Of course."

The two women walked out of the kitchen and headed towards the front door.

"It was really nice meeting you," Monica said and stretched her hand out. Nora shooed her hand away and hugged her.

"Thank you."

"For what?" Monica asked when they broke apart.

"Making my son happy again." Monica just looked at her. Nora sighed and grabbed Monica's hand, guiding her back to the kitchen.

The two stood in the doorway and watched Chandler listen to Hannah about a girl at school. He had the biggest grin on his face and it was obvious he was paying no attention to the girl sitting across from him.

"Look at him," Nora whispered. "He's happy. And I have a feeling it's because of you."

Monica's eyes widened and she followed Nora back to the front door.

"He's been hurt a lot so don't break his heart. He's in love with you and I think you are too. I love seeing him like that and I would like to keep it that way."

Monica smiled. "I'll try my best."

The two women hugged and said their farewells.

Once the door was shut, Nora exhaled and said, "It's about time."

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A/N: This is a really short one, I know, but it's been a while since I uploaded anything and I figured I should. I hope you all enjoyed it and please leave a review!