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Zoe walked into the kitchen causing him to jump and the brochure he was holding went falling to the ground.

Zoe picked it up and her eyes went wide. "Dad this a ring brochure." She smiled. "Are you going to ask Monica to marry you?"

He took the brochure back. "Yes I want to but you can't tell her about it. I don't know when this is going to happen and I want it to be a surprise. Would you be ok if I asked her?" He had been thinking about it since their one year anniversary a couple of weeks ago.

"I would love it." Zoe hugged her dad.

It was now a new school year. Zoe's in high school now and still in cheerleading. She really enjoys it.

"You can't tell anyone though." He reminded her.

"I promise." She put her fingers over her lips.

He smiled. "Thanks honey."

Chandler spent the next couple days thinking about the perfect place and time to propose. It wasn't as easy as it sounded. You think you have it all figured out until the time comes and you have to actually make a decision. Maybe he was just really nervous but he wanted everything to be absolutely perfect. He only had one chance to do this and it had to go right the first time.

Finally, he thought of the perfect way.

Monica sat on the back porch. She had a glass of juice and was grading test papers. She had so much to get done before the night was over.

Zoe came out to join her. She had a jacket that was buttoned up. She walked up to Monica and stood in front of her.

"Did you have fun shopping with your dad?" Monica asked, putting another graded paper aside.

"I did. But I want to show you a shirt I bought. Do you want to see it real quick?" She asked, smiling.

Monica looked up at her. She wanted a little break anyway. "Yeah show me."

Zoe started to unbutton her jacket one by one and took it off. Then she held the shirt away from her a little so Monica could read it clearly.

It said: Will you marry my dad?

Monica read it again, making sure she was reading it clearly. She opened her mouth to speak but before she could, Zoe was gone and Chandler was kneeling down in front of her with his hands on her knee.

"Monica Geller, you make me feel like the happiest and luckiest man on this earth. It would be the mean the world to me if you said yes." He was a little shaky with nerves. He wouldn't calm down until he heard the word 'yes' come out of her mouth.

"Of course I'll marry you." Her eyes filled with tears and she smiled at him.

He took the ring out of the little red box and placed it on her finger. It was a perfect fit and the diamonds on sparkled when the sun light hit just right.

He brought her into a hug. "Oh I love you so much."

She gave him a little squeeze. "I love you too."

Monica admired the ring on her finger as she hugged him. It was perfect. She loved it so much.

Chandler pulled back and removed the stack of papers from her lap and put them on the table. "Come with me." He stood up and held out his hand to her.

She gladly accepted and he led her to their bedroom. The fireplace was lit, there was champagne and a song playing softly on the stereo.

He grabbed the two glasses and handed one of them to her. "Here you go my love."

She took it, still looking around the room, taking it all in. She wasn't expecting this at all but was so glad it was happening. Not just happening, but happening with him.

Two months went by, and they were planning the wedding. Chandler had forgot how much went into planning the big day. And of course the honey moon. But that part was up to him and he had the perfect idea. They had a date set for next May. That gave them 6 months.

Monica was out dress shopping with Phoebe, Rachel and Zoe. So Chandler stayed at home. He walked in from cutting the grass. He was all sweaty so he went upstairs to take a shower. When he was done, he got out and wrapped the towel loosely around his waist.

He went to toss two Q tips in the trash when he noticed something. He looked again to make sure he was looking at it right. He picked it up from the trash. It read, positive. A positive pregnancy test. He knew it couldn't be Monica's. They always used protection. Then he thought the worst.

Zoe had a boyfriend Jason, they had been dating for several months now. His little girl was pregnant. He heard car doors shutting outside so he quickly got dressed after throwing the test back into the trash.

Monica walked in first, he put his hands on her waist and kissed her. "Did you have fun shopping baby?"

She rubbed the back of his head and looked at him adoringly. "Yes, the bridesmaid dresses are picked out."

He smiled. "That's good." He glanced at the door then back at her. "Where is Zoe at?"

"She's just checking the mail." She gave him a quick peck. "I'm going to go make an appointment for us to do a cake testing."

He forced a smile. "Ok babe." He didn't want her to know about Zoe yet. At least not until he had the chance to talk to Zoe first.

He watched her walk away and then Zoe walked in with a stack of mail in her hands. She handed it to Chandler.

"I need to talk to you." He said.

"Ok." She hoped over to the couch and sat down. "What's up?"

He sat on the other couch and rubbed his hands together. He never thought he would be having this conversation with his 14 year old daughter. "Is there something you want to tell me?"

"Hmm not that I can think of." She told me.

"Try again. Would you like to explain the positive pregnancy test I found?" His patience was wearing thin. She told him she wasn't having sex. How could she lie?

Zoe looked at him confused. "What are you talking about dad? I told you I'm not having sex. I wasn't lying to you."

"Oh yeah?" He stood up. "Zoe if it's not yours then whose is it?"

She gave him a look that said, are you serious? "Uh are you forgetting that Monica also lives here?"

He laughed nervously. "She can't be. We use protection."

Zoe rolled her eyes. "Dad, I learned in health class that protection doesn't always work."

That's true. He didn't think about that. He sat back down on the couch slowly. "I'm sorry for assuming it was you."

She smiled. "Looks like I'm going to be a big sister."

Chandler pushed his hair back. "I need to talk to Monica."

"Well while you do that, I will be at Anne's." She stood up and kissed her dad's cheek.

He nodded. "Have fun."

Once she left, Monica came down the stairs. "You and I have a cake tasting next Saturday at noon. So don't make plans."

He nodded, taking a mental note. He stood up. "We need to talk."