The sound of Chandler's alarm clock woke the lovers from their peaceful sleep. Chandler's arms were wrapping Monica's naked body. They didn't want to open their eyes. They wanted to stay in that position forever, not minding the external problems that might come their way. But they know they had no choice. They had to wake up, or else, somebody might see them together in bed and they were not ready for that thread to be pulled yet.

"Good morning sweetie. I had the best time last night. It was so great. You were so good." Monica whispered to Chandler's ears, thanking him for the wonderful moment they spent together last night.

"Wow, I must be really good. I haven't been in my game for almost three years, and you've been praising me like a god. What more if I was practicing all this time?" Chandler made a joke which made Monica smile.

"Yeah right. You weren't in your game because you didn't want to or they just didn't let you play?" Monica shot back at Chandler's joke while moving away from the bed to get her jeans and shirt.

"Hey Monica, what are you doing? Come on, stay with me. At least for about 10 minutes. I just want to soak every ounce of Monica Geller before I face the world." Chandler pulled back Monica to bed and never wanted to let her go.

"Fine, fine, but what if Joey sees us together?"

"Joey? You sure? I mean, its Joey we're talking about. And besides, Joey's the one who's been rooting for us to be together."

"Hey, Joey's slow but this is kind of a give-away, it's a no-brainer. I think he'll get it." Monica quipped while placing a light kiss on Chandler's lips.

"Okay fine. Just give me 5 minutes to just stare at you and memorize every part of you, and then afterwards, you could take a shower and we'll go to Central Perk." Chandler suggested still without letting Monica go.

"Okay. It's a plan, but, Chandler, there's something I want to ask from you. Could we just keep this a secret? Until everything's ironed out."

"Okay, you're the boss. I love you, Monica." With that, Chandler let go of her and she went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Chandler was still in bed, replaying all the scenes that happened yesterday. There were a lot of secrets that are finally set free yesterday. He had to muster every information that was revealed yesterday, considering that most of those information were life changing. A week ago, he was still this alone, middle-age man, who worked in a big accounting firm which paid quite generously. He felt so lonely being left by his girlfriend three years ago without saying a word, but now; he has her back plus a daughter who looked so sweet and cute. He wasn't sure if he was ready to become a father, but it didn't bother him. He wanted this a long time ago and he didn't have any choice left. Angelique was there are he should start making up for the three years he was gone. Chandler's thoughts were suddenly interrupted when Monica entered his bedroom.

"Hey, watcha thinking?" Monica asked who kind of saw Chandler was thinking so deeply.

"No… Nothing, it just sunk into me that starting today, my life would be different." Chandler stood up and placed his hand on her waist.

"Different good or different bad?"

"Good! Of course good. I mean, my life before meant nothing. I didn't have to care about the things around me. It was just all about me. But today, I've gotta start thinking about the future. About Angelique, us, our future."

"Wow? Aren't you fast? We've been together for a night and you're already thinking about moving to the suburbs and driving a station wagon."

"Come on Mon, we've planned this before right? It's just that we had this 'interlude' which paused our planning, but we're still gonna push through with that right? I mean, I love you, and you love me, and we have a daughter."

"I know. And I'm happy to hear that. It's just weird you know. You seem to be a different Chandler. The Chandler I knew before was someone who would freak out when a relationship becomes serious, and now here you are planning about the future."

"Haven't I proven myself before that I've become mature?"

"You had. And I noticed it. I just wanted to mess with you." Monica said laughing and planting a kiss to Chandler's lips.

"Wait, before we face our friends, I just want to chat with you. We haven't really had a chance to talk about… life. We were just discussing the past and the problems, and about or future, but we haven't really talked about the present." Chandler said, gesturing his hand to the sofa and Monica motioned to the sofa sitting next to him.

"Okay, so what's up, Chandler. How's life been?" Monica started.

"I'm still the same, same job, same office, and same boredom. How about you? How's life as a mom?"

"It's fun actually, I've treated Angelique like my own. She's a good girl, and I think I know where she got that from." Monica said laughing.

"Who me? Wow, you just really think of me greatly. Hey Mon, I noticed you still kept the wristwatch I gave you."

"Yeah. I keep it my pocket all the time. I never wanted you to leave my side, and so every time I caressed that wristwatch, I pretended it was you who I was caressing." Monica explained to Chandler which made him have this huge smile on his face.

"Wow. You still kept that. It's amazing. Wait, one question, why did leave your job in Boston? I'm sure you didn't quit your job there, and I'm definitely sure you didn't get fired" Chandler mused.

"Well, you're right. I wasn't fired, I left Boston." Monica answered his question without looking at him knowing that it would be another hot topic.

"Why? Why did you leave?"

"Because… because our life was in danger." Monica said almost inaudible.

"Why? What's the matter? What happened back there?"

"Nothing. Angelique and I were living a quite life until one day, I received a phone call. I never thought I'd hear her voice again. She was telling me that I should return to her what was hers." Monica tried to explain but everything was too vague.

"Monica, I don't understand. Who called?"

"Kathy. It was Kathy, she wants to get Angelique from me. She finally gave up on her career and wanted to get her child again. I will never let that happen, so I flew the first flight out to New York to hide from her."