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Complications
Ross knelt down next to Chandler, his mouth open slightly, stunned by what he just witnessed.
"Ross?" His voice was low and shaky, not sure what had happened.
Ross still couldn't form any words. Debating with himself what to say to him but his eyes betrayed him. Chandler followed his friend's glaze down to his own stomach. Slowly, he lifted his hands towards his face; they began to shake when he saw they were covered in blood.
"Ross!" He repeated a louder but this time his voice had traces of panic and fear.
"You'll be okay, man…" Ross finally managed to say, suddenly springing into action. He shrugged of his rain soaked jacket and pressed into the deep wound; trying to prevent any more blood from gashing out and joining the pool already under him.
"Arrg, Ross…." He screamed out, trying to move away from the pressure.
"Sorry, I know it hurts but it's gonna help…" Ross fumbled in his pants pocket trying to find his cell phone but he couldn't.
"Ross, it hurts…" Chandler cried weakly, tears streaming down his face.
"I know, man…. But you'll be okay…" He tried to reassure him.
Ross looked up and down the street, hoping to see someone who would come and help but there was no one. He turned his attention back to Chandler, who by now had gone completely white and wasn't able to keep his eyes open.
"Chandler? Chandler, wake up…" Ross shook him but his friend didn't respond. "Oh god, Chandler, please…please…wake up…"
Tears suddenly fell from his eyes from just the thought of losing his best friend for good.
"Help!" He screamed out, preying for someone to come; he couldn't do it on his own. "Please, someone, help us…please…"
His voice trailed when he realised that the rain had made people deserted the streets…they were all alone. He knew he had to get help but he couldn't leave Chandler like this.
"Chandler, come on…open your eyes…" Ross said quietly to his friend, moving closer to him. "Please, we all need you…please…just…please…"
"Ross?"
He suddenly turned around when he heard some call his name.
"What are you doing?" Joey asked, confused moving towards him, stopping only when he saw Chandler on the floor. "What…what?"
"Joe, quick…get some help!" Ross told him.
"What happened?" Joey was frozen to the spot. "Is he okay?"
"Get help!" Ross shouted, startling Joey.
He quickly nodded and ran back towards his apartment.
"Hear that, Joey's going to get help…." Ross turned back to Chandler. "The girls will probably come down here as well, so you got to wake up, okay?"
There was still no response causing Ross to look towards the sky, closing his eyes in a vain attempt to ask God for help.
"Ross!"
"Quick, you got to help…I don't know what I'm doing…" He finally broke down when the rest of his friends arrived.
"Ross, what happened!" Monica questioned, her hand flying to her mouth.
"I don't know…" He stuttered. "There was a guy…"
"I got some blankets…" Joey came running towards. "And ambulance is on its way."
"We've got to do something now!" Rachel cried.
"Like what?" Joey questioned.
"I don't know!" She exclaimed. "But we can't let him die…."
"He's not going to die!" Phoebe stated before glancing at the others. "Is he?"
"No!" Monica knelt down on the wet pavement, not paying attention to whether it was from the rain or Chandler's blood. "He can't die…"
"He's not waking up, Mon…" Ross said weakly, hating that he couldn't stay in control and brave for everyone but he had just witnessed his best friend being stabbed.
"Just…. Just keep pressure on the wound…" She told him, moving to sit next to Chandler's head. She reached out and stroked his cheek gently. "Chandler…can you hear me? Please, open your eyes…. Come on, please…"
No one else spoke they just watched the scene that was happening in front of them. Phoebe was staring at them, to shocked to move, talk or cry. While Rachel couldn't help but cry. She leaned up against Joey who had one arm wrapped around her, while he was holding the blanket that he brought down in the other arm.
Ross glanced up at them from the position on the floor not being able to look at his friend's deathlike state anymore, letting a few more tears fall from his face.
"Chandler, please wake up…you can't do this to me…" Monica sobbed, reaching down and taking one of his hands in both hers, holding it tightly. "We can't say goodbye like this! We can't lose you, not for good… If you want to leave New York, then okay because then we'd still get to see you, you'd still be in our lives…we need you in our lives…Please Chandler, don't go…not yet…"
Both Phoebe and Rachel broke down and Joey felt tears slid down his face. He turned away from the group, trying to gain some restraint over his emotions. He looked down the street, praying for the dark night sky to be filled up with the lights and sounds from the help…but the only thing that could be heard were his friends distressed sobs.
"Come on…" Joey pleaded. "Come on!"
"Where are they!" Ross asked. "He needs help soon, or he's going to…"
"Don't!" Monica head snapped up. "Don't say it…he's not…he's going to be okay…"
"Mon…" Ross started but was cut off by the sound of sirens wailing.
"They're here, now…it's going to be okay…" Monica whispered, looking back down at Chandler. "Help's here, just hang in there…"
XxXxX
3 hours had passed and Chandler had been rushed into surgery, leaving the others to wait in a waiting room. For most of the time, there was silence…none of them knew what to say but now Joey was getting wound up. He's best friend could die and he wanted to know why; he was convinced that the attack had something to do with what was going on with Chandler but both Monica and Ross insisted it had nothing to do with it.
"But…. But it doesn't make sense…" Phoebe backed Joey up. "Why would they attack him, like that?"
"People get mugged all the time, Pheebs…" Ross answered quietly and bitterly. "He was just in the wrong place at the wrong time."
"You guys would tell us if he was in some kind of trouble, right?" Rachel asked. "You know we would want to help?"
"We do…" Monica whispered.
"But Chandler doesn't?" Joey turned to look at her.
"No, I didn't mean that…" She stuttered.
"Well, what did you mean!" He raised his voice slightly. "Because I might lose my best friend, my brother and I don't know why!"
"He's not only your best friend, you know!" Ross shot back. "We all care about him…we all wants what best for him!"
"Will you all just stop it!" Phoebe shouted. "This isn't helping anyone! We should be sticking together…helping each other!"
"But…"
"NO! We might lose one friend tonight…. I don't want to lose four more!"
Silence hung over the room, her statement touching the right nerves in all of them.
"Pheebs, you're not going to lose any of us…" Ross said softly.
"You guys are all I have…" She whispered. "I need you, all of you…. But Chandler needs you more… he needs us all to be strong and be his friends…"
"It's okay, Pheebs…we're sorry…we shouldn't have shouted…" Joey moved next to her and hugged her.
"I'm sorry too…" Rachel joined the hug, then Monica did and then Ross.
"We got here as fast as we could…what happened?" Chandler's parents burst into the room.
"We think he was mugged…." Monica turned to them, stepping out of the arms of her friends and wiping a stray tear from her eye.
"Mugged?" Nora questioned. "How…how is he?"
"He's not to good… he…was…. Uh…he was stabbed…" Just saying it brought tears to her eyes.
"Stabbed…No…oh my go… No…he can't have…" Her hand flow to her mouth.
"I'm sorry…" Ross consoled, causing both her and Charles to look at him noticing for the first time, his clothes were soiled by blood…. Their son's blood.
"This can't be happening…not to Chandler…" Charles said quietly. "Please, not to Chandler…"
"But he's going to be okay, right?" Nora questioned. "He's not going to die, right?"
"He's in surgery…" Ross informed them. "The doctor said they'd know more after that…"
Nora dropped into a chair, staring ahead. She couldn't believe this was happening. It was only a few weeks ago, she had been in New York for his birthday. He didn't deserve this…. No one did but especially not her son, not with everything he had been going through.
"He'll be okay…" Charles told her softly. "He's strong…he can get through this…"
"What if he doesn't?" She asked tearfully. "What if we never get to talk to him again…"
"We will…"
"What if I don't get to tell him how much I love him and how sorry I am for everything…" She broke down and for the first time in 15 years, Charles wrapped him arm around her, hoping it would bring some form of comfort.
"He'll be okay…" He managed to say between his own sobs.
Everyone settled back down into their own thoughts, all of them too distracted by their concerns for Chandler to talk to each other. Ross glanced across at Monica, who was absently playing with the silver necklace that hung around her neck. He knew his little sister was in love with his best friend and he didn't know if she would be able to cope if anything happened to him. He knew he wouldn't be able to if something happened to Rachel, who was sat next to him, their arms wrapped around each other. He sighed quietly, she didn't even know that it was her brother in there fighting for his life and she may never find out who he really is.
He looked up quickly when he heard the door open and the doctor from before appeared, wearing green scrubs.
"Mr Bing is out of surgery…" He announced, causing them all to shoot to their feet and move closer to him.
"And is he okay?" Rachel asked.
"It's to early to say at the moment I'm afraid…"
"But…but there's something you can do to help him, right?" Nora asked.
"We're not sure at the moment…"
"What do you mean, you're not sure!" Joey demanded. "You've got to help him!"
"Believe me, we're trying our best but we've discovered some complications…"
"Like what?"
"Well, during the attack he's kidney was badly damaged…Unfortunately we had to remove it…"
"But you can live with only one kidney, right?" Ross chipped in.
"Yes you can but Chandler only had one to start with…"
"What? So, he'll need a transplant?" Monica questioned.
"Yes, however he has a rare tissue type so the best beat is for a family member to be the donor…" He told them. "Normally siblings are the answer."
"But Chandler is an only child!" Joey exclaimed, worried.
"Well, a parent might be a match too…" He looked at Nora and Charles. "If you both are healthy."
Nora and Charles exchanged knowing looks; Charles shook his head and turned to walk off.
"Where you going!" Joey asked, annoyed thinking he was running out when his son need him again.
"He's my only child and I can't help him!" He cried.
"Well, we won't know that until we've done some tests…" The doctor started.
"No…there's no need… we know we won't be a match for him.." Nora said quietly, looking away.
"Why are you so convinced?" Phoebe asked.
"Because…. Because…he's adopted…" She struggled the say the words. "We're not his real parents…."
"What?" Joey stuttered. "But…but how…"
"Look, this isn't important now…" Ross cut in. "What's important is what is going to happen to Chandler?"
"Did you know?" Rachel asked him. "Is that what's been wrong with him lately?"
"Guys, can we just leave this for now?" Monica asked tearfully and looked back at the doctor. "What if Chandler doesn't get the transplant."
He sighed. "Sadly he'll die…"
"NO!" Joey yelled. "No, you can't let him die!"
"We'll do our best but…"
"No, no buts! Please just save him…"
"I'm sorry…" He said quietly. "I'll leave you to talk this over…"
They were quiet will the doctor slipped out of the room.
"We have to get in touch with his birth parents…" Phoebe stated. "Do you know where we can find them?"
"I don't think Chandler will want that, Pheebs…" Ross said, glancing at Nora and Charles.
"He could die, Ross!" Rachel exclaimed.
"I know but things are complicated…"
"What do you mean?"
"Remember earlier…Chandler said he was asked to leave New York?" The others nodded silently and curiously. "He…he was on about his real father…."
"What?" Nora looked at him. "He asked Chandler to leave…"
"He wanted him out of his life…" Ross carried on, angrily at Leonard. "He's not going to want to help…"
"Okay, he might not want to…but what about his sisters?" Monica asked.
"What sister?" Rachel queried.
"Chandler has three sisters…" Monica informed them. "Maybe one of them is a match…"
Ross sighed. "I don't think that will work…"
"What's with all the negativity!" Phoebe asked. "Do you want him to die or something!"
"Of course not!" He insisted. "But for the last few months I've been trying to get Chandler to tell them the truth about who he is…"
"Wait? You know them?" Monica interrupted.
"Sort of…" He shifted uneasy.
"So, you can tell them!" Joey said hopefully.
"I think we should wait and see what Chandler says…"
"But he could die!"
Ross was silently for a moment, he could just tell them the truth now and deal with the consequences later. However, even though he didn't agree with Chandler over the matter, he knew he would never forgive him if he broke his trust and he couldn't lose that as well….
"Lets just wait…" He said quietly.
TBC
Please review! Sorry of the medical information is wrong…
