My Little Angel
Epilogue 2
Hey there everyone!! I know what you're thinking-"ANOTHER ONE?!" But can you believe I actually started missing writing this just a few days after I finished it?? So well...then it hit me! I'll write ANOTHER epilogue but in CHANDLER'S point of view!! Just like I did with Faith's...but of course this will be before Chandler died. So well...please read-and REVIEW!! PLEASE, PLEASE PLEASE?! OKay-enjoy!
OKay-this starts when Chandler is watching it snow, you know when Faith comes running in all excited about the snow and wakes him up, and she sees that 'smile' of his? Yeap-it starts there!
As I stare at this snow falling down from the sky, I know this is my sign. It may seem strange, but it felt right to me. It was THE sign-the sign telling me it would happen any day soon...and I felt ready. My daughter understood-in a way. And all my friends knew, and accepted it; and I had a beautiful wife, who I know will take care of Faith when I leave. Memories begin zooming through my mind, and I remember all the times I had with my friends...and with my daughter...
cuts to when Chandler was told he had Leukeamia
Doctor: Well Chandler...I have looked over everything that was taken during your check up...
(Chandler kinda lets out a sigh of relief)
Doctor: BUT...we did find something wrong in your blood tests...
Chandler: Oh? What's wrong doctor?
(Chandler gets this sad look, and he's kinda expecting something bad, and the doctor gets a sad look too)
Doctor: This is the part I hate about my job...(sighs)...Mr. Bing-Chandler, you have cancer-Leukeamia to be exact.
Chandler: Oh dear god...no! This cant be!! Are you sure?
(the doctor just nods sadly)
(Chandler gets all... "Chandler" but then looks back at the doctor)
Chandler: WAIT! Leukaemia CAN be cured!!
Doctor: Oh well...Mr.Bing...I'm afraid that yours cant...
Chandler: WHAT!? WHY?!
Doctor: Well...it's a highly unusual type of leukaemia, and it wont respond to treatment...we can try, but I don't think it will work.
Chandler: (covers his faces with his hands) Oh no...no, no, no! I have a daughter!! And she doesn't have a mother!! What am I gonna do?? What am I going to tell her?
Doctor: The truth?
Chandler: (looks up at the doctor) (quietly) How long do I have?
Doctor: A year...two at most.
Chandler: Two years?! Okay.
Doctor: Yes Chandler...
Chandler: Is there ANY way we can get rid of it doctor...any?!
Doctor: I'm afraid not. I'm sorry...but all you need now is faith Chandler... maybe that will get you cured!!(he kind of chuckles* and pats Chandler on the shoulder, and just before he's out the door he quietly says) I'm sorry...
*Okay...maybe a doctor wouldn't exactly LAUGH about one of his patients dying, but well...this guy is special!! Hehehehe! Back to the story....
And well...when I left the hospital that day, I began to feel scared...scared for myself, and scared for Faith. She was only a little baby...hardly even a month old...and she was name less...to make it even harder. And then, as I was walking, I remembered what the doctor said to me... 'All you need now is Faith-maybe that can get you cured.' So when I got back home, I went upstairs to little Faith's room, and right in that room, I gave her the name Faith...
cuts to a room, with a crib and there's a little baby sleeping, suddenly Chandler walks in, and he's wearing the clothes he was wearing in the hospital, so we know it's the same day. He walks up to the crib and strokes the little hair on the sleeping baby in it.
Chandler: Hey there my little angel...daddy here...I know that you're sleeping, and that you don't hear me...and well you don't have to listen to me anyway! I just wanted to say that I found a name for you-and you suit it perfectly...and I hope you live up to it! So from now on...you're my baby Faith-you're my angel and my faith-because well(says this next part very softly) that's all I need right now. So you're my symbol! The reason why I live-from now on...well...I'll let you sleep-and well, it doesn't matter, because I dont think you heard ANYTHING I said right now...so well...sweet dreams my little angel...
(Chandler walks out of the room, and goes down some stairs, and we see the front door of the house open, and Joey walks in)
Chandler: Hey Joe...what's up?
Joey: Nothing much...lunch time!! So I thought I'd come and see you and little b-
Chandler: Faith.
Joey: What?
Chandler: Faith. That's what I named her.
Joey: FAITH?!
Chandler: Sshhh...she's sleeping!
Joey: But...Faith? Why?!
Chandler: Well...Joe...there's something I have to tell you-
And well, I told him. I dont think he took it to well...emotionally. I think he took it harder than I did...and well...I was the one that was going through all this...but I didn't want to point that out...or else he might have died right there on the spot...
(Joey and Chandler are sitting on these stools in the kitchen)
Joey: So...what's up man?
Chandler: Well...remember all that throwing up and the fevers and everything else?
Joey: Yeah...you went for a check up right?
Chandler: Yeah...a few days ago...but anyway-the doctor called today and said he wanted to talk to me, so I went to the hospital.
Joey: What about little ba-Faith?
Chandler: I left that next door neighbour girl in charge-just paid her a bit and left her to babysit...
Joey: All right...and well...what did the doctor want to talk about?
Chandler: (kinda choked up) Um...well he said that nothing was wrong but-
Joey: Oh that's great man!!
Chandler: BUT, Joey.
Joey: But what?
Chandler: (opens his mouth but nothing comes out, he closes it, and then opens it again and begins talking quietly) He said that they found something in my blood samples...
Joey: What?!
Chandler: Joe-I have leukaemia.
(Joey looks confused and has this "WHAT?" look) (Chandler sighs)
Chandler: Cancer, Joey. Cancer of the blood.
(Joey looks shocked and suddenly begins to panic)
Joey: WHAT?! WHAT?! OH!! BNUT THAT CAN BE CURED!!!! YEAAHH!!
Chandler: I'm sorry Joey...dont keep your hopes up...I've got a rare kind- it (chokes up, and sounds likes he's trying not to burst out crying) (quietly) Can't be cured...
(Joey begins crying like a baby*)
*Hehe...I just love it when Joey cries...hehhehehe!
Joey: noooo!! That cant be!! Come on Chandler...give me the punch line of this horrible joke! It's not funny anymore!
Chandler: Sorry Joe...
Joey: Oh man! This SUCKS!!
Chandler: Oh man...you THINK?!
Joey: And well...how long?
Chandler: 2 years...2 short, painful years.
Joey: Dont say that man...we'll get over this. But are you sure there's nothing the doctors can do?
Chandler: No...the doctor says that all I need is faith...(rolls his eyes a bit, but looks sad) And that's why I named my daughter that.
Yeah...and that's why I named her Faith-because that's what she was. I understand now what death is...and as hard as it is, I know that I have to accept it. I know that this is hard for them...watching me just lie in this bed, day after day, but since their still here with me-I know that they don't hate being around me. I hate doing this to them...I have gotten them so involved with my life again...and I feel pretty guilty sometimes for doing that-since it might be hard for them to get over a loss...but by the way they look at me, I can see that they don't regret being there that day in Central Perk when we all met up. That day; and my sickness, has somehow brought us closer than ever before-and I hope that when I am gone, they will continue being close, even without me. I hope they will remember me-but in a good way...not a way that says 'Life sucks...why did Chandler have to die?!?!' I dont want that. I want them to be happy-and I want them to remember the happy times; and not the times when we cried, or when we fought. Even though I hate that I got this disease, I also am happy I did. It has opened up doors in my life that I would never have walked into if I didn't have leukaemia, and these doors have brought me many good things. It brought back my friends, it gave me my faith, and it gave me my daughter; my little angel; one of the reasons why I fought strong to stay alive-and she is the one that got me this far. I love her very much...and I really hope that one day...I can just look up, and see my little angel running up to me, with that little smile on her face, telling me that everything will be all right...
Well there you have it people!! Part 4 of MY LITTLE ANGEL! And it's over for good now!! *Sob* *sob* oh well....I hoped you liked this little series of mine...and well please click on that little button down there and......tumtumtum....REVVIIIEEWWW!!!! PLease?! They mean a lot to me!! And well...it lets me know if people like my stuff...!! Well...yeah..bye-bye now!
Ps. You know...I've always wanted to write a fanfic together with someone...so if anyone is interested in writting a Friends fic(C&M or R&R) with me...please email me!!
rachel_4_ross@hotmail.com I always thought it would be fuuunnnn!!!! Hehe...so if you have time and want to write a fic together with someone...I'm hheeerreee!!! Okay-bye now!(REVIEW)
Epilogue 2
Hey there everyone!! I know what you're thinking-"ANOTHER ONE?!" But can you believe I actually started missing writing this just a few days after I finished it?? So well...then it hit me! I'll write ANOTHER epilogue but in CHANDLER'S point of view!! Just like I did with Faith's...but of course this will be before Chandler died. So well...please read-and REVIEW!! PLEASE, PLEASE PLEASE?! OKay-enjoy!
OKay-this starts when Chandler is watching it snow, you know when Faith comes running in all excited about the snow and wakes him up, and she sees that 'smile' of his? Yeap-it starts there!
As I stare at this snow falling down from the sky, I know this is my sign. It may seem strange, but it felt right to me. It was THE sign-the sign telling me it would happen any day soon...and I felt ready. My daughter understood-in a way. And all my friends knew, and accepted it; and I had a beautiful wife, who I know will take care of Faith when I leave. Memories begin zooming through my mind, and I remember all the times I had with my friends...and with my daughter...
cuts to when Chandler was told he had Leukeamia
Doctor: Well Chandler...I have looked over everything that was taken during your check up...
(Chandler kinda lets out a sigh of relief)
Doctor: BUT...we did find something wrong in your blood tests...
Chandler: Oh? What's wrong doctor?
(Chandler gets this sad look, and he's kinda expecting something bad, and the doctor gets a sad look too)
Doctor: This is the part I hate about my job...(sighs)...Mr. Bing-Chandler, you have cancer-Leukeamia to be exact.
Chandler: Oh dear god...no! This cant be!! Are you sure?
(the doctor just nods sadly)
(Chandler gets all... "Chandler" but then looks back at the doctor)
Chandler: WAIT! Leukaemia CAN be cured!!
Doctor: Oh well...Mr.Bing...I'm afraid that yours cant...
Chandler: WHAT!? WHY?!
Doctor: Well...it's a highly unusual type of leukaemia, and it wont respond to treatment...we can try, but I don't think it will work.
Chandler: (covers his faces with his hands) Oh no...no, no, no! I have a daughter!! And she doesn't have a mother!! What am I gonna do?? What am I going to tell her?
Doctor: The truth?
Chandler: (looks up at the doctor) (quietly) How long do I have?
Doctor: A year...two at most.
Chandler: Two years?! Okay.
Doctor: Yes Chandler...
Chandler: Is there ANY way we can get rid of it doctor...any?!
Doctor: I'm afraid not. I'm sorry...but all you need now is faith Chandler... maybe that will get you cured!!(he kind of chuckles* and pats Chandler on the shoulder, and just before he's out the door he quietly says) I'm sorry...
*Okay...maybe a doctor wouldn't exactly LAUGH about one of his patients dying, but well...this guy is special!! Hehehehe! Back to the story....
And well...when I left the hospital that day, I began to feel scared...scared for myself, and scared for Faith. She was only a little baby...hardly even a month old...and she was name less...to make it even harder. And then, as I was walking, I remembered what the doctor said to me... 'All you need now is Faith-maybe that can get you cured.' So when I got back home, I went upstairs to little Faith's room, and right in that room, I gave her the name Faith...
cuts to a room, with a crib and there's a little baby sleeping, suddenly Chandler walks in, and he's wearing the clothes he was wearing in the hospital, so we know it's the same day. He walks up to the crib and strokes the little hair on the sleeping baby in it.
Chandler: Hey there my little angel...daddy here...I know that you're sleeping, and that you don't hear me...and well you don't have to listen to me anyway! I just wanted to say that I found a name for you-and you suit it perfectly...and I hope you live up to it! So from now on...you're my baby Faith-you're my angel and my faith-because well(says this next part very softly) that's all I need right now. So you're my symbol! The reason why I live-from now on...well...I'll let you sleep-and well, it doesn't matter, because I dont think you heard ANYTHING I said right now...so well...sweet dreams my little angel...
(Chandler walks out of the room, and goes down some stairs, and we see the front door of the house open, and Joey walks in)
Chandler: Hey Joe...what's up?
Joey: Nothing much...lunch time!! So I thought I'd come and see you and little b-
Chandler: Faith.
Joey: What?
Chandler: Faith. That's what I named her.
Joey: FAITH?!
Chandler: Sshhh...she's sleeping!
Joey: But...Faith? Why?!
Chandler: Well...Joe...there's something I have to tell you-
And well, I told him. I dont think he took it to well...emotionally. I think he took it harder than I did...and well...I was the one that was going through all this...but I didn't want to point that out...or else he might have died right there on the spot...
(Joey and Chandler are sitting on these stools in the kitchen)
Joey: So...what's up man?
Chandler: Well...remember all that throwing up and the fevers and everything else?
Joey: Yeah...you went for a check up right?
Chandler: Yeah...a few days ago...but anyway-the doctor called today and said he wanted to talk to me, so I went to the hospital.
Joey: What about little ba-Faith?
Chandler: I left that next door neighbour girl in charge-just paid her a bit and left her to babysit...
Joey: All right...and well...what did the doctor want to talk about?
Chandler: (kinda choked up) Um...well he said that nothing was wrong but-
Joey: Oh that's great man!!
Chandler: BUT, Joey.
Joey: But what?
Chandler: (opens his mouth but nothing comes out, he closes it, and then opens it again and begins talking quietly) He said that they found something in my blood samples...
Joey: What?!
Chandler: Joe-I have leukaemia.
(Joey looks confused and has this "WHAT?" look) (Chandler sighs)
Chandler: Cancer, Joey. Cancer of the blood.
(Joey looks shocked and suddenly begins to panic)
Joey: WHAT?! WHAT?! OH!! BNUT THAT CAN BE CURED!!!! YEAAHH!!
Chandler: I'm sorry Joey...dont keep your hopes up...I've got a rare kind- it (chokes up, and sounds likes he's trying not to burst out crying) (quietly) Can't be cured...
(Joey begins crying like a baby*)
*Hehe...I just love it when Joey cries...hehhehehe!
Joey: noooo!! That cant be!! Come on Chandler...give me the punch line of this horrible joke! It's not funny anymore!
Chandler: Sorry Joe...
Joey: Oh man! This SUCKS!!
Chandler: Oh man...you THINK?!
Joey: And well...how long?
Chandler: 2 years...2 short, painful years.
Joey: Dont say that man...we'll get over this. But are you sure there's nothing the doctors can do?
Chandler: No...the doctor says that all I need is faith...(rolls his eyes a bit, but looks sad) And that's why I named my daughter that.
Yeah...and that's why I named her Faith-because that's what she was. I understand now what death is...and as hard as it is, I know that I have to accept it. I know that this is hard for them...watching me just lie in this bed, day after day, but since their still here with me-I know that they don't hate being around me. I hate doing this to them...I have gotten them so involved with my life again...and I feel pretty guilty sometimes for doing that-since it might be hard for them to get over a loss...but by the way they look at me, I can see that they don't regret being there that day in Central Perk when we all met up. That day; and my sickness, has somehow brought us closer than ever before-and I hope that when I am gone, they will continue being close, even without me. I hope they will remember me-but in a good way...not a way that says 'Life sucks...why did Chandler have to die?!?!' I dont want that. I want them to be happy-and I want them to remember the happy times; and not the times when we cried, or when we fought. Even though I hate that I got this disease, I also am happy I did. It has opened up doors in my life that I would never have walked into if I didn't have leukaemia, and these doors have brought me many good things. It brought back my friends, it gave me my faith, and it gave me my daughter; my little angel; one of the reasons why I fought strong to stay alive-and she is the one that got me this far. I love her very much...and I really hope that one day...I can just look up, and see my little angel running up to me, with that little smile on her face, telling me that everything will be all right...
Well there you have it people!! Part 4 of MY LITTLE ANGEL! And it's over for good now!! *Sob* *sob* oh well....I hoped you liked this little series of mine...and well please click on that little button down there and......tumtumtum....REVVIIIEEWWW!!!! PLease?! They mean a lot to me!! And well...it lets me know if people like my stuff...!! Well...yeah..bye-bye now!
Ps. You know...I've always wanted to write a fanfic together with someone...so if anyone is interested in writting a Friends fic(C&M or R&R) with me...please email me!!
rachel_4_ross@hotmail.com I always thought it would be fuuunnnn!!!! Hehe...so if you have time and want to write a fic together with someone...I'm hheeerreee!!! Okay-bye now!(REVIEW)