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This beginning may be very confusing and I'll be honest, it was for me to write. It is kind of a flashback but not completely so carry on...
Today was the big day. Monica and Chandler's wedding, why wouldn't it be a big day?
Chandler was at his house while Monica stayed over at Rachel's with Jackson.
Jackson was hard to wake up this morning. He knew he had to dress nicely and be polite and patient with everyone. He didn't like that. He didn't want to go to a wedding and wear a tie with uncomfortable squeaky shoes.
Jackson hated weddings. No matter whose it was or what they did to try and distract him while rushing the rehearsal dinner he hated weddings. Note: the closest thing to a wedding he has been to was when his grandma and grandpa renewed their vows. He was only two and a half but he was a handful. And that was just getting him in his suit. His dad would hold him while his mom quickly got him dressed.
The whole time Monica would try and ease him saying they only had to stay a little while longer. But that saying didn't go well because every couple minutes he would ask to leave again. While Ross tried to distract him with a few coin tricks, Micheal would tell Monica that she needed to get some air. He was the perfect dad and the sweetest husband.
As soon as the night was over, they left as a family and Jackson fell asleep in the back. Six months later they were short one member of their perfect family and a year after that Monica found her love again. A love that was not meant to be a love that wasn't suppose to last. But as they got closer she knew that this love was found with the help of a guarding angle.
"What are you going to do when I'm gone?"
"What do you mean?" Monica looked over at her husband
"You can barely handle Jackson getting dressed. Who is going to hold him down when I'm not around." Micheal asked
"I'm sure I'll be okay." Monica grinned, kissing him before they got ready for bed. "Besides, I'll always have you around." She slipped on one of his button up shirts.
She didn't get to say her goodbyes. One day he was by her side the next he was gone, leaving her to struggle with bills on her own. When the memory vanished from her thoughts she resumed to getting ready. Monica got out her last article that she had left of her late husband since she moved in with Chandler. One item she couldn't get rid of.
She buttoned the plaid shirt on so she doesn't have to worry about pulling it over when her hair was done.
As she walked to the spare room where Jackson slept she told him to start getting ready.
"Mommy I don't want to wear this. I don't like it, it chokes me."
"Baby, I know." She closed her eyes for a split second as she prayed for help to make this day go by easier.
Jackson remembered what his aunt Rachel told him last night. This was his moms special day and he needed to do whatever she asked of him.
He undressed and started to put on the slick white suit.
The five hours it took them to get ready, that morning went by quickly as Monica stood in front of the stain glass doors that would soon open and she would take her first steps down the aisle to a future that would lead her to another life.
Chandler turned from facing the preacher to his pride and joy walking towards him. Her arm looped around her fathers with every eye watching.
So much is going to change in the next hour. They would walk out of here with huge grins on their faces without a care in the world what might happen if one of them falls and everyone they knew saw. Because the other would be right there with their hand stretched out waiting to begin their journey.
(I don't know, that was a really bad line. Let's move on)
As she stopped short of the alter the preacher began "My friends, we are gathered here today to celebrate one of life's greatest moments, to give recognition to the worth and beauty of committed marital love, and to add our best wishes to the words which shall unite Chandler and Monica in marriage."
Chandler smiled at Monica
"Who gives this women to be married to this man?" He asked
"I do." Jack announced before lifting her vial to kiss her.
Chandler then took her hand and they carried the rest of the way.
"You look beautiful." He whispered once she was standing right beside him
She smiled "I see you shaved." She said softly
He touched the spot where the prickly feeling was no longer there "Only for you."
They both turned back to the preacher as he began.
"Before I go any further, they have chosen to re-sight their own vows. Chandler."
He took a deep breath before he was handed his vows.
Looking at the white piece of paper Chandler slowly got down on one knee and pulled out a small box that contained a small ring inside.
Monica looked confused as she stood there looking down at him.
"Monica Geller." Chandler looked up at her "I know I didn't give you the descent proposal that you deserved. And before we get married, here, in from of your friends...your family, I wanted to say how much I love you." Monica was in tears. She tried to wipe them away before it ruined her makeup. "Since the very first day, the day when I crashed my car in front of your house and you walked out." He smiled up at her as her eyes glistened down on him "I remember you had on your favorite comfy sweat pants and you looked so cold as you tried to stay warm with your arms crossed and your knees shaking."
There was not a single voice heard besides Chandler up at the alter. Everyone was listening with a grin pressed on their face when he read his vows to his future wife.
"Then when I was rude and shot your offer down to come inside and warm up, you had this look on your face and I knew that you hated me then." They chuckled "You told me you didn't need this and stormed inside." Monica cocked her head to one side "It wasn't til an hour later that I knew if I didn't move I was going to get frost bite." He told everyone but he was only speaking to the one beside him "As I eavesdropped on you putting Jackson to bed I realized...that this wonderful women is the one I wanted to be with. That this beautiful family I wanted to be apart of." He took a deep breath "And I knew I wanted to marry you." Monica wiped away yet another tear drop "So Monica, will you take this ring and let me be apart of your life?"
She nodded eagerly, and with a shaky, yet exciting breath, she managed to say "Yes."
Chandler stood back up and slipped the ring on her finger as one hundred friends and family members clapped and cheered.
Chandler crumpled up the plain sheet of paper that he was suppose to write his vows on before putting it back in his pocket where it stayed the rest of the night.
"Since it is your intention to enter into marriage, join your right hands, and declare your consent before these witnesses by repeating after me: I Chandler..."
"I Chandler." He grinned
"Take the Monica..."
"Take the Monica."
"To be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, For Richer or For Poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as we both shall live."
And so he repeated
"Monica, take this ring as a sign of my commitment and fidelity to you." Chandler slipped her wedding ring on her finger at last.
"Now Monica, repeat after me. I Monica..."
"I Monica." She smiled
"Take the Chandler..."
"Take the Chandler."
"To be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, For Richer or For Poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as we both shall live."
As they exchanged rings and kissed the bride it was official and they were declared husband and wife on May 15th, 2001.
Monica had her vial off and her dress hemmed up so she wouldn't trip. She walked straight to her boy that sat next to his grandpa at the table; both their flowers long gone off their chest and Jackson's shoes abandoned. "Dance with me." She smiled at him
"Mommy..." He started to whine.
Monica sat down next to him, acting sad. "You're gonna make me cry." She whimpered to him "Then Chandler will have to come over and you'll have to dance with him..." She said "He will step on your feet like he did to mine-" She tried to convince him, throwing her head back in a dramatic affect "Twelve thousand times!"
Jackson gasped "Are your toes okay?" He asked worriedly
Monica looked down at her open toed shoes and perfect pedicure "They're hanging in there." She leaned in closer and whispered "Barely..."
Jackson quickly stood up trying to drag her to the dance floor.
"So Rach, when was the last wedding you ever went too?" Ross asked as they sat together at an empty table
"The one I ran out on." She told him
Ross flushed red, completely forgetting that. "Oh God, I am so sorry, I was just trying to start up a conversation."
She darted her eyes from the dance floor with Chandler moving closer to Monica and Jackson to look over at Ross "That was a sad topic to try and get going." She told him with a hint of humor "Ross we are two single people at our friends wedding and we should be mingling but instead we are here sitting at the table waiting on cake."
"I know, I'm sorry." He apologized again
She turned to face him fully "You want to get a topic going you play Truths."
As people started leaving Chandler and Monica were slow dancing for the fifth time that night. Most of the tables were empty, the cake was half gone and all that was left were main friends and family. Chandler's police crew left about an hour ago as they were on duty that night, it was ten minutes to one in the morning.
"Hey guys." Judy touched Chandler's shoulder causing him to stop "We are going to head out. Your dads about asleep and Jackson is fully out." Monica's mom told them
"Thanks for coming." Chandler leaned in and hugged her goodbye
"Congratulations."
"Thanks mom." Monica kissed her cheek and hugged her mom. As she pulled away she looked back at her dad standing up with Jackson in his arms "I'm just going to say goodnight to him." She walked to the other side of the room
Monica grabbed Jackson's small suit jacket off the back of the chair and layed it over Jackson's body to try and keep him warm. "Night dad." She kissed her dads cheek before turning her attention back to her sleeping boy. "Night Jack." She leaned down and kissed his forehead when she felt Chandler's hand on the sole of her back. He handed Judy Jackson's shoes that were lying on the floor.
As they left Monica looked over to the corner of the room "Oh my God..."
"What?" Chandler followed her gaze and saw Ross and Rachel with about a dozen empty glasses of champagne surrounding them as they were in a deep kiss that would soon turn to more if no one stopped them. "Party's over!" He yelled causing them to break apart and Monica to giggle at their lost face.
Please review and let me know if you want more? It was intentionally suppose to end there when I thought of this idea but I can add more if enough people want more? Let me know