*AN* Extra long for you guys! It's about to get exciting, sad, and fun. :-)

Previously: Kianna: What's her name?

Begin!

Monica looked at me.

"I don't know what her name is." She addmitted.

"You know how Pete is my daddy?" Kianna asked.

Monica and I nodded.

"Who is baby's daddy? Pete too?" She asked.

Monica cleared her throat.

"Yeah." She choked. I stared at her, and as soon as Kianna left I pulled her into the corner, still holding the baby and said:

"Why did you say Pete? There was no Pete." Monica sighed.

"What was I supposed to say?!"

"Tell her the truth?" Monica bit her nail.

"Chandler, she is 3. She still thinks Pete is her dad, and I don't want to confuse her." I handed the baby back to her.

"Whatever." I mumbled, and I walked off.

I came down the stairs 2 hours later to Monica crying.

"Whats wrong?" I asked.

"The baby keeps crying and she won't stop, ever since you gave her back to me she has been crying and I don't know what to do anymore.." She sobbed. I took the baby off her and rocked her backwards and forwards while Monica sobbed into a cusion. When the baby went quiet, I put her in the downstairs crib and sat next to Monica. "She keeps crying whenever I hold her. Chandler I feel like a horrible mother..!" I moved closer to her.

"Hey, you're an amazing mother." She sobbed into my chest and when she had calmed down said she was going to make dinner. I sat talking to the baby and 2 mins later Monica appeared with huge tears rolling down her face.

"I can't make dinner." She sobbed. I laughed at her being over-emotional and gathered her into a hug. I told her to sit down and I would take care of dinner. I ordered a pizza, and when it came I answered the door and set it down infront of Monica. She began to start eating, leaning her head on me. Kianna was already in bed having being fed by her nanny, and the new baby was in its crib upstairs. "What are we going to name the baby?" Monica asked. I thought for a while.

"What about Lydia?" I asked. Monica nodded. I smiled down at the baby. She had her eyes closed. "Hi Lydia." She opened her eyes. "That's her name. No doubt." Monica smiled. I could tell she was tired, so I took the baby and put her in her crib, came back downstairs and carried Monica to bed.

In the morning Monica was still asleep so I left her, and went to wake Kia up. She was gone.

That kid, she is already downstairs getting breakfast and its 6am.

I went into the baby's room, the baby was gone. I shouted down the stairs "Kia, do you have Lydia?" No reply. I stopped and froze. Something was not right. A strange feeling went from the top of my head all the way to my toes. I raced downstairs, running and trying not to kill myself falling over in the process. I reached the kitchen. No Kianna. I skimmed the livingroom. No Kianna or Lydia. I ran to every room of the house shouting for Kia, no reply. I went into the kitchen, totally gobsmacked. There was a note on the counter.

Chandler, It's Pete. Yes, I have the kids. You want them back? I am going to be returning tonight. If you are gone, I will give the children back. If not...

My heart stopped. How could he do this? I ran upstairs and shook Monica. When she heard the news she reached for the phone but I shputed "NO!" and slapped it out of her hands. "If you call the poilce, he might hurt the kids." Monica nodded. "So I'll leave and you will get the kids back." Monica bit her lip. "So I guess this is it." I mumbled. Monica sniffed.

"Yeah. I guess it is." I leant over and kissed her for as long as possible before leaving her room and getting my stuff. I packed everything up and left the house.

OMG OMG ADAFSG! What will happen? Will Pete hurt them? Will anyone else get hurt? What do YOU guys want to see? Tell me in the reviews!

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