Okay, just for the record, I am a Red Sox fan! Just because I put the
Yankees in the last chapter doesn't mean I like them......I cried when they
beat the Sox! Hehe....anyways, just thought I'd say that since many people
said they hated the yankees in their reviews.....well I do too! Sorry to
any Yankee fans! Anyway, please review this chapter.....
Chapter Eight
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The kiss lasted for about a minute before Monica pulled away. "Chandler," she said, looking down at her lap, "I can't. I'm sorry, it's just-"
Chandler turned away, " I thought you might say that," he said disappointedly.
"No, Chandler, it's just.......with the way you're going to be around for Ryan and all, I just.......I don't think it's a good idea. And, well, it's.....it's just too soon."
Chandler nodded, "I think....maybe I should go then."
Monica nodded, "Maybe you should."
Chandler stood up, walked to the door and left. But as he made his way to his car, one thought was going through his mind. Why had the kiss lasted so very long?
***
"So I was right!" Rachel said triumphantly, as Monica relayed the events of the previous night, "You DO like him!"
"Rachel," Monica hissed, "I do not. HE kissed me, and I pulled away. I told him it wouldn't work out!"
Rachel shook her head, "Monica, then why are you telling me this? If it doesn't matter at all, if you seriously don't like him, then why are you telling me this?"
Monica shrugged, "I don't know," she mumbled.
"Mon, ask yourself this," Rachel said, "Will it not work out because you don't want it to, or because you're scared to let it?"
Monica stared at Rachel. She knew her answer. But she was too scared to ever admit that Rachel was right.
***
"Hey, Ry, you ready to go?" Chandler called up the stairs.
A brightly smiling Ryan came banging down the stairs, "Yeah!" he yelled excitedly, "I'm ready!"
Monica smiled at her son, and pulled him into a hug, "You sure you're gonna be okay, honey?" she asked. Chandler was taking Ryan to his first Yankees game, and then the pair were going to sleep at Chandler's friend Joey's apartment.
"Mooom," Ryan moaned, "I'm gonna be fine."
Chandler grinned down at the boy who he had come to love so much in the past couple of month. "Yeah, Mon, he'll be fine," he said, glancing up at the woman, who, after a few uncomfortable days, had become his best friend.
"All right," Monica said worriedly, "But you'd better take care of him," she said, poking Chandler in the ribs.
"I will," Chandler said, "Besides, you and Micaela are gonna have a great time, aren't you, Cae?"
Micaela grinned up at her Chandler, who she loved with all her little heart, "Yeah!" she cried happily, "Mommy's taking me shopping!"
"All right, then," Chandler said, "C'mon, Ry." He put his arm around Ryan's shoulder and the pair walked out the door.
Monica smiled at the sight. Yes, she'd lost Richard. But the man Richard had chosen to fill his void-and Monica was certain Richard, up in Heaven had directed hers and Chandler's meeting, well, the man Richard had chosen, couldn't be doing a better job.
***
"He's out, huh?" Chandler's old friend Joey asked as Chandler carried an exhausted Ryan into Joey's apartment.
Chandler nodded, laughing. "Yeah. He was so excited about riding in a taxi, but he fell asleep about halfway through."
Joey smiled, and glanced down at the sleeping boy as Chandler laid him in Joey's barcalounger, "So this is the infamous Ryan Burke, son of the even more infamous Monica Burke?"
Chandler glanced at him, "Joe, do you even know what infamous means?"
Joey looked down at the floor, "Well......no, but what I do know is that, whenever I talk to you, the only people you ever talk about are these Burkes. Especially the oldest one."
Chandler shrugged, "So, Monica and I are friends. We spend a lot of time together."
Joey snorted, "Sure. Friends."
***
"Hey, Mon," Chandler said as he spoke to Monica on the phone later that night. "How're things?"
"Things are great! How was the game?"
"Awesome," Chandler told her, "They won, and Ryan was thrilled."
Monica laughed, "I bet he was."
"How's Micaela?" Chandler asked, realizing he sounded exactly like a father asking how his daughter was.
"She's fine, don't worry about us girls. We had a great time, didn't we, Cae?" Chandler heard Monica asking Micaela in the background.
"Yea!" he heard Micaela shout happily, and then, "Mommy, I wanna talk to Chandler!"
"One sec, sweetie, let me talk to your brother," Monica returned to the line, "Can I talk to Ryan."
"Well, he fell asleep on the way home, but I know he wants to talk to you, so I'll wake him up."
Within a few minutes, Chandler had woken a sleepy Ryan, who perked up immediately as he told his mom that the Yankees had won and that Chandler had bought him a Yankees tee-shirt. Chandler laughed as Ryan happily handed him back the phone.
"Excited enough for ya?" he asked Monica, chucking, "And that's after he just woke up!"
Monica laughed, "That's my boy," she responded. Then, in a softer voice, she said, "Hey Chandler?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks. For making him so excited. I could've never given Ryan a day like you just did."
"No problem. Cause you know what? Ryan's the only one who could've given me a day like I just had."
"Well," Monica said gently, "I've got a very anxious little girl right here who wants to talk to you. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"
"Yeah, Mon," Chandler said softly, "See you tomorrow."
"Chandler!" Micaela said happily as she took the phone from her mother.
"Hey, Cae. How was your day with your Mom?"
"It was the best day EVER!" Micaela said with exhilaration.
Chandler chucked, "I'm glad, sweetie."
"When're you and Ryan coming home, Chandler?" Micaela asked.
"Tomorrow, Cae. And don't tell your mom, but I'm gonna take everybody out to dinner."
"Ooh!" Micaela exclaimed, "Can we go to McDonald's?"
Chandler laughed, "Well, Cae, I think I might spring for something a little better than McDonald's. But tell you what. Next week, I'll take you to McDonald's for lunch."
On the other side of the phone, Micaela grinned, "Okay!" she responded happily, "See you tomorrow, Chandler."
"See you tomorrow, Cae. Night."
Joey looked at Chandler as he hung up the phone. Ryan had conked out on the couch again, and Joey glanced from the phone to Ryan. "When did you go and have kids on me?" he asked.
Chandler looked at Joey impatiently, "Joey. I did not have kids. I just do all the fun stuff with them."
Joey looked at Chandler skeptically, "Yeah, right. And you also ask how they are, and you get worried about them, and you talk to them, and take them to lunch......and you're telling me you're just their "friend"? No-uh, dude, you're their dad."
"Joey," Chandler hissed, "I'm not trying to be their dad and I don't want to be."
"Whatever, man," Joey said, heading into his bedroom, "But think about it."
Chandler shook his head. But not because Joey was wrong. Because Joey was right. One hundred percent right. He'd never wanted anything more in his life. He wanted to be Ryan and Micaela's dad. And above all, he wanted to become Monica's husband.
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Chapter Eight
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The kiss lasted for about a minute before Monica pulled away. "Chandler," she said, looking down at her lap, "I can't. I'm sorry, it's just-"
Chandler turned away, " I thought you might say that," he said disappointedly.
"No, Chandler, it's just.......with the way you're going to be around for Ryan and all, I just.......I don't think it's a good idea. And, well, it's.....it's just too soon."
Chandler nodded, "I think....maybe I should go then."
Monica nodded, "Maybe you should."
Chandler stood up, walked to the door and left. But as he made his way to his car, one thought was going through his mind. Why had the kiss lasted so very long?
***
"So I was right!" Rachel said triumphantly, as Monica relayed the events of the previous night, "You DO like him!"
"Rachel," Monica hissed, "I do not. HE kissed me, and I pulled away. I told him it wouldn't work out!"
Rachel shook her head, "Monica, then why are you telling me this? If it doesn't matter at all, if you seriously don't like him, then why are you telling me this?"
Monica shrugged, "I don't know," she mumbled.
"Mon, ask yourself this," Rachel said, "Will it not work out because you don't want it to, or because you're scared to let it?"
Monica stared at Rachel. She knew her answer. But she was too scared to ever admit that Rachel was right.
***
"Hey, Ry, you ready to go?" Chandler called up the stairs.
A brightly smiling Ryan came banging down the stairs, "Yeah!" he yelled excitedly, "I'm ready!"
Monica smiled at her son, and pulled him into a hug, "You sure you're gonna be okay, honey?" she asked. Chandler was taking Ryan to his first Yankees game, and then the pair were going to sleep at Chandler's friend Joey's apartment.
"Mooom," Ryan moaned, "I'm gonna be fine."
Chandler grinned down at the boy who he had come to love so much in the past couple of month. "Yeah, Mon, he'll be fine," he said, glancing up at the woman, who, after a few uncomfortable days, had become his best friend.
"All right," Monica said worriedly, "But you'd better take care of him," she said, poking Chandler in the ribs.
"I will," Chandler said, "Besides, you and Micaela are gonna have a great time, aren't you, Cae?"
Micaela grinned up at her Chandler, who she loved with all her little heart, "Yeah!" she cried happily, "Mommy's taking me shopping!"
"All right, then," Chandler said, "C'mon, Ry." He put his arm around Ryan's shoulder and the pair walked out the door.
Monica smiled at the sight. Yes, she'd lost Richard. But the man Richard had chosen to fill his void-and Monica was certain Richard, up in Heaven had directed hers and Chandler's meeting, well, the man Richard had chosen, couldn't be doing a better job.
***
"He's out, huh?" Chandler's old friend Joey asked as Chandler carried an exhausted Ryan into Joey's apartment.
Chandler nodded, laughing. "Yeah. He was so excited about riding in a taxi, but he fell asleep about halfway through."
Joey smiled, and glanced down at the sleeping boy as Chandler laid him in Joey's barcalounger, "So this is the infamous Ryan Burke, son of the even more infamous Monica Burke?"
Chandler glanced at him, "Joe, do you even know what infamous means?"
Joey looked down at the floor, "Well......no, but what I do know is that, whenever I talk to you, the only people you ever talk about are these Burkes. Especially the oldest one."
Chandler shrugged, "So, Monica and I are friends. We spend a lot of time together."
Joey snorted, "Sure. Friends."
***
"Hey, Mon," Chandler said as he spoke to Monica on the phone later that night. "How're things?"
"Things are great! How was the game?"
"Awesome," Chandler told her, "They won, and Ryan was thrilled."
Monica laughed, "I bet he was."
"How's Micaela?" Chandler asked, realizing he sounded exactly like a father asking how his daughter was.
"She's fine, don't worry about us girls. We had a great time, didn't we, Cae?" Chandler heard Monica asking Micaela in the background.
"Yea!" he heard Micaela shout happily, and then, "Mommy, I wanna talk to Chandler!"
"One sec, sweetie, let me talk to your brother," Monica returned to the line, "Can I talk to Ryan."
"Well, he fell asleep on the way home, but I know he wants to talk to you, so I'll wake him up."
Within a few minutes, Chandler had woken a sleepy Ryan, who perked up immediately as he told his mom that the Yankees had won and that Chandler had bought him a Yankees tee-shirt. Chandler laughed as Ryan happily handed him back the phone.
"Excited enough for ya?" he asked Monica, chucking, "And that's after he just woke up!"
Monica laughed, "That's my boy," she responded. Then, in a softer voice, she said, "Hey Chandler?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks. For making him so excited. I could've never given Ryan a day like you just did."
"No problem. Cause you know what? Ryan's the only one who could've given me a day like I just had."
"Well," Monica said gently, "I've got a very anxious little girl right here who wants to talk to you. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"
"Yeah, Mon," Chandler said softly, "See you tomorrow."
"Chandler!" Micaela said happily as she took the phone from her mother.
"Hey, Cae. How was your day with your Mom?"
"It was the best day EVER!" Micaela said with exhilaration.
Chandler chucked, "I'm glad, sweetie."
"When're you and Ryan coming home, Chandler?" Micaela asked.
"Tomorrow, Cae. And don't tell your mom, but I'm gonna take everybody out to dinner."
"Ooh!" Micaela exclaimed, "Can we go to McDonald's?"
Chandler laughed, "Well, Cae, I think I might spring for something a little better than McDonald's. But tell you what. Next week, I'll take you to McDonald's for lunch."
On the other side of the phone, Micaela grinned, "Okay!" she responded happily, "See you tomorrow, Chandler."
"See you tomorrow, Cae. Night."
Joey looked at Chandler as he hung up the phone. Ryan had conked out on the couch again, and Joey glanced from the phone to Ryan. "When did you go and have kids on me?" he asked.
Chandler looked at Joey impatiently, "Joey. I did not have kids. I just do all the fun stuff with them."
Joey looked at Chandler skeptically, "Yeah, right. And you also ask how they are, and you get worried about them, and you talk to them, and take them to lunch......and you're telling me you're just their "friend"? No-uh, dude, you're their dad."
"Joey," Chandler hissed, "I'm not trying to be their dad and I don't want to be."
"Whatever, man," Joey said, heading into his bedroom, "But think about it."
Chandler shook his head. But not because Joey was wrong. Because Joey was right. One hundred percent right. He'd never wanted anything more in his life. He wanted to be Ryan and Micaela's dad. And above all, he wanted to become Monica's husband.
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