All righty.....soo, I was on a debate tournement, and guess what happened?
The bus' engine blew up. That's right, blew up. On the side of a highway in
Connecticut. It was one hell of an experience.....! anyways, I decided to
post this, and also ask a question along with it. I'm thinking of writing a
new fic after this one, and I have the idea for it, so I wanted to run it
by you guys and ask if it'd be a good idea. So here's the title and
summary.
"This Everyday Love"-when Chandler's "everyday love" is abruptly taken from
him, he'll do anything to bring her home, even if it means giving up
everything he has....
Okay, so I know it sounds weird, but I don't want to give away the whole plot. It's very different from what I usually write but....well, if it sounds like you may want to read it, lemme know in ur reviews! THANKS for the reviews on chp. 14! Hope you enjoy this one!
Disclaimer: not mine!
Chapter Fifteen
Things had settled down by the time Monica's first doctor's appointment arrived. Chandler and Monica had told their friends and relatives, and though Judy hadn't been thrilled that Monica was having a baby out of wedlock, she'd accepted the fact that this was the way things were. Rachel, however, was thrilled, convinced that this baby would push Monica to marry Chandler, the only thing Rachel had ever wanted from the beginning. Joey's thoughts were similar. At first, Ryan and Micaela had been a bit hesitant about a new baby, but once Monica and Chandler convinced them how much fun it would be, they become excited.
So, two weeks after Monica told Chandler, they arrived together at Dr. Miller's office. Chandler paced the waiting room nervously as they waited. "Chandler, honey, calm down!" Monica said, laughing.
Chandler sighed and sat down next to her, "I'm sorry," he said, "I've just, I've never done this before."
Monica chuckled, "Believe me, I've done it two times and I'm still nervous. But I'm not making a scene."
Chandler smiled, "I'm sorry. I just want everything to be okay."
"It will be," Monica assured him.
A few minutes later, Monica lay on the examining table and Dr. Miller entered. "Good morning," she greeted cheerfully, "How are you feeling, Monica?"
"I'm good," she said, "Not as much morning sickness as there was with Micaela."
Dr. Miller smiled, "That's good. By the way, how are Micaela and Ryan?"
Monica grinned, "They're very good. Excited about having a new little brother or sister."
"That's good," Dr. Miller said, and she glanced at Chandler oddly, "And who is this?" she asked. Monica suddenly realized that Dr. Miller knew nothing of Richard's death.
Monica bit her lip, "Uh, this is the baby's father, Chandler."
Dr. Miller nodded, confused. "Do you mind if I asked what happened to Richard?"
"He, uh, well he died about two years ago," Monica said softly, and Chandler squeezed her hand comfortingly.
Dr. Miller nodded again, "I'm very sorry," she said softly, "I didn't mean to bring up any bad memories."
"It's okay," Monica said gently, "Sometimes it's good to think about bad memories."
Dr. Miller smiled and extended her hand to Chandler, "Well, Chandler, it's very nice to meet you. I'm sure you make Monica very happy. Now, let's get this sonogram going."
Dr. Miller started up the machine, and soon she was guiding it over Monica's stomach as Chandler held Monica's hand tightly.
"Well, Monica," Dr. Miller said, "Everything looks excellent," she said, pushing the screen towards Monica and Chandler. She pointed out the baby and said, "I'll leave you two along for a moment."
"Wow," Chandler breathed when Dr. Miller had left, "That's.....that's our baby."
"Yeah," Monica said, smiling, "It is."
Chandler grinned and kissed Monica's forehead. Before he'd met the Burkes, he'd celebrated when the Yankees had won the World Series, or when the Knicks made it to the playoffs. Those had been the significant moments in his life.
But as he stared as his baby, he realized something. All of those moments combined didn't even begin to compare to this one.
***
Two Months Later:
"So how're things between you and the daddy?" Rachel teased as she talked to a four month pregnant Monica in her kitchen.
Monica stuck her tongue out at Rachel, "Things are fine," she said defiantly, "He's still really excited about the baby, as am I."
"But not so excited that you're willing to marry the baby's daddy?"
Monica's mouth fell open, "Who told you that?" she said accusingly.
Rachel laughed, "He told Ross who in turn told me. That brother of yours has a big mouth."
Monica shook her head, "Rachel," she sighed, "Don't start in on me, okay?"
"Mon, I went over this with you when you were hesitant to date the guy! You love him, the kids love him-it's that simple!"
"Except it's not, Rach!"
"How, Mon? How is it not simple? When you loved Richard, you married him! You didn't even think twice about it!"
Monica glared at Rachel, "You know that guy you just mentioned? Yeah, he's why it's not so simple!" On those words, she walked out of the kitchen, slamming the door.
***
The noise of the slamming door still reverberating in her head, Monica walked out to her car, happy that the kids were at the park with Chandler so she could drive off.
When she started her car trip, she had really no idea where she was going, however, she eventually wound up at the graveyard. Once there, she exited her car and walked to the grave whose place she knew so well.
Monica knelt in front of the granite stone, sighing softly and wondering if this would ever get any easier. Chandler knew she came here sometimes, just to think and to talk to Richard. He told her he didn't mind, but Monica wondered if he really meant that.
"Hey, Richard," she said softly, running her fingers over the cool granite, "So I guess you probably know I'm pregnant, huh? Sometimes I wonder if you'd be okay with that. I mean, I know you know I always wanted another baby and all, but......." She sighed. So many people had told her that Richard would've wanted her to be happy, and she'd always just nodded along. She wasn't sure if she really believed it. Would Richard really want her to be happy with another man? With another man's baby?
She sighed quietly and spoke to the stone, "I just.....Richard, I need to know you're okay with this. I need.....I need some kind of closure. To know that we're over and that you.....that you're okay with that," with that, she looked up towards the sky, "Send me a sign," she begged, "send me a sign."
***
Chandler arrived at Joey's doorstep that evening and knocked on the door, praying Joey would be home. Surprisingly, he was, and he opened the door. "Hey, man, what're you doing here?" Joey asked.
Chandler sighed loudly and shrugged, collapsing into a barcalounger, "I don't know," he said, "I needed......I needed to get away to think, I guess. So I got in my car and I wound up here."
"What's wrong?" Joey asked, "Problems in paradise?" Off of Chandler's glare, he muttered, "Sorry."
"It's just.....God, Joe, I love her so much, but I just.....a part of her heart still belongs to Richard. And I guess......I'm okay with that, because I knew all along that'd be the case. But I guess.....we're having a baby, Joe, and she won't marry me. And it's not because of the baby, it's because of Richard. I just know it is! And I just.....I don't know if I can take holding off on marriage forever."
"Do you really think she'll never marry you?" Joey asked skeptically.
Chandler shrugged, "Right now it sure seems like that. She's been so distant lately. I mean, we're both excited about the baby and all, but I guess I'm the only one who, from the beginning, has been excited that the baby might bring us closer together. She doesn't seem to see that it should."
Joey sighed, "Chandler, all I really know about Monica is that she's been to hell and back with this whole Richard thing. You can't expect her to recover so quickly."
Chandler was quiet for a long time and suddenly realized that Joey was completely right. "God," he whispered to himself, "I've been so selfish. All I've been thinking about is me and the baby and how the baby affects my life, but......"
"It's okay, man," Joey said, "It happens to the best of us, but just....let Monica know that you're not in any rush."
"Yeah," Chandler said softly, "I guess I've got to do that." On that, he picked up his duffel and rushed out the door.
"Wait, man!" Joey called, "Aren't you gonna stay? You just got here!"
"Sorry, Joe," said Chandler, "But I've got a family at home who needs me, and a girlfriend who needs to know the truth."
Joey smiled, "All right then, get outta here!" He slammed the door and smiled. "I really ought to consider a career as a relationship counselor," he said to himself, and flopped down into his barcalounger.
***
"Monica?" a soft voice asked. Monica looked around and saw that she was sitting in a small white room with only two tiny chairs. She looked across to see who was sitting in the opposite chair and took in her breath sharply when she saw who it was.
hehe....cliffhanger, PLEASE REVIEW! And lemme know about that story I proposed!
Okay, so I know it sounds weird, but I don't want to give away the whole plot. It's very different from what I usually write but....well, if it sounds like you may want to read it, lemme know in ur reviews! THANKS for the reviews on chp. 14! Hope you enjoy this one!
Disclaimer: not mine!
Chapter Fifteen
Things had settled down by the time Monica's first doctor's appointment arrived. Chandler and Monica had told their friends and relatives, and though Judy hadn't been thrilled that Monica was having a baby out of wedlock, she'd accepted the fact that this was the way things were. Rachel, however, was thrilled, convinced that this baby would push Monica to marry Chandler, the only thing Rachel had ever wanted from the beginning. Joey's thoughts were similar. At first, Ryan and Micaela had been a bit hesitant about a new baby, but once Monica and Chandler convinced them how much fun it would be, they become excited.
So, two weeks after Monica told Chandler, they arrived together at Dr. Miller's office. Chandler paced the waiting room nervously as they waited. "Chandler, honey, calm down!" Monica said, laughing.
Chandler sighed and sat down next to her, "I'm sorry," he said, "I've just, I've never done this before."
Monica chuckled, "Believe me, I've done it two times and I'm still nervous. But I'm not making a scene."
Chandler smiled, "I'm sorry. I just want everything to be okay."
"It will be," Monica assured him.
A few minutes later, Monica lay on the examining table and Dr. Miller entered. "Good morning," she greeted cheerfully, "How are you feeling, Monica?"
"I'm good," she said, "Not as much morning sickness as there was with Micaela."
Dr. Miller smiled, "That's good. By the way, how are Micaela and Ryan?"
Monica grinned, "They're very good. Excited about having a new little brother or sister."
"That's good," Dr. Miller said, and she glanced at Chandler oddly, "And who is this?" she asked. Monica suddenly realized that Dr. Miller knew nothing of Richard's death.
Monica bit her lip, "Uh, this is the baby's father, Chandler."
Dr. Miller nodded, confused. "Do you mind if I asked what happened to Richard?"
"He, uh, well he died about two years ago," Monica said softly, and Chandler squeezed her hand comfortingly.
Dr. Miller nodded again, "I'm very sorry," she said softly, "I didn't mean to bring up any bad memories."
"It's okay," Monica said gently, "Sometimes it's good to think about bad memories."
Dr. Miller smiled and extended her hand to Chandler, "Well, Chandler, it's very nice to meet you. I'm sure you make Monica very happy. Now, let's get this sonogram going."
Dr. Miller started up the machine, and soon she was guiding it over Monica's stomach as Chandler held Monica's hand tightly.
"Well, Monica," Dr. Miller said, "Everything looks excellent," she said, pushing the screen towards Monica and Chandler. She pointed out the baby and said, "I'll leave you two along for a moment."
"Wow," Chandler breathed when Dr. Miller had left, "That's.....that's our baby."
"Yeah," Monica said, smiling, "It is."
Chandler grinned and kissed Monica's forehead. Before he'd met the Burkes, he'd celebrated when the Yankees had won the World Series, or when the Knicks made it to the playoffs. Those had been the significant moments in his life.
But as he stared as his baby, he realized something. All of those moments combined didn't even begin to compare to this one.
***
Two Months Later:
"So how're things between you and the daddy?" Rachel teased as she talked to a four month pregnant Monica in her kitchen.
Monica stuck her tongue out at Rachel, "Things are fine," she said defiantly, "He's still really excited about the baby, as am I."
"But not so excited that you're willing to marry the baby's daddy?"
Monica's mouth fell open, "Who told you that?" she said accusingly.
Rachel laughed, "He told Ross who in turn told me. That brother of yours has a big mouth."
Monica shook her head, "Rachel," she sighed, "Don't start in on me, okay?"
"Mon, I went over this with you when you were hesitant to date the guy! You love him, the kids love him-it's that simple!"
"Except it's not, Rach!"
"How, Mon? How is it not simple? When you loved Richard, you married him! You didn't even think twice about it!"
Monica glared at Rachel, "You know that guy you just mentioned? Yeah, he's why it's not so simple!" On those words, she walked out of the kitchen, slamming the door.
***
The noise of the slamming door still reverberating in her head, Monica walked out to her car, happy that the kids were at the park with Chandler so she could drive off.
When she started her car trip, she had really no idea where she was going, however, she eventually wound up at the graveyard. Once there, she exited her car and walked to the grave whose place she knew so well.
Monica knelt in front of the granite stone, sighing softly and wondering if this would ever get any easier. Chandler knew she came here sometimes, just to think and to talk to Richard. He told her he didn't mind, but Monica wondered if he really meant that.
"Hey, Richard," she said softly, running her fingers over the cool granite, "So I guess you probably know I'm pregnant, huh? Sometimes I wonder if you'd be okay with that. I mean, I know you know I always wanted another baby and all, but......." She sighed. So many people had told her that Richard would've wanted her to be happy, and she'd always just nodded along. She wasn't sure if she really believed it. Would Richard really want her to be happy with another man? With another man's baby?
She sighed quietly and spoke to the stone, "I just.....Richard, I need to know you're okay with this. I need.....I need some kind of closure. To know that we're over and that you.....that you're okay with that," with that, she looked up towards the sky, "Send me a sign," she begged, "send me a sign."
***
Chandler arrived at Joey's doorstep that evening and knocked on the door, praying Joey would be home. Surprisingly, he was, and he opened the door. "Hey, man, what're you doing here?" Joey asked.
Chandler sighed loudly and shrugged, collapsing into a barcalounger, "I don't know," he said, "I needed......I needed to get away to think, I guess. So I got in my car and I wound up here."
"What's wrong?" Joey asked, "Problems in paradise?" Off of Chandler's glare, he muttered, "Sorry."
"It's just.....God, Joe, I love her so much, but I just.....a part of her heart still belongs to Richard. And I guess......I'm okay with that, because I knew all along that'd be the case. But I guess.....we're having a baby, Joe, and she won't marry me. And it's not because of the baby, it's because of Richard. I just know it is! And I just.....I don't know if I can take holding off on marriage forever."
"Do you really think she'll never marry you?" Joey asked skeptically.
Chandler shrugged, "Right now it sure seems like that. She's been so distant lately. I mean, we're both excited about the baby and all, but I guess I'm the only one who, from the beginning, has been excited that the baby might bring us closer together. She doesn't seem to see that it should."
Joey sighed, "Chandler, all I really know about Monica is that she's been to hell and back with this whole Richard thing. You can't expect her to recover so quickly."
Chandler was quiet for a long time and suddenly realized that Joey was completely right. "God," he whispered to himself, "I've been so selfish. All I've been thinking about is me and the baby and how the baby affects my life, but......"
"It's okay, man," Joey said, "It happens to the best of us, but just....let Monica know that you're not in any rush."
"Yeah," Chandler said softly, "I guess I've got to do that." On that, he picked up his duffel and rushed out the door.
"Wait, man!" Joey called, "Aren't you gonna stay? You just got here!"
"Sorry, Joe," said Chandler, "But I've got a family at home who needs me, and a girlfriend who needs to know the truth."
Joey smiled, "All right then, get outta here!" He slammed the door and smiled. "I really ought to consider a career as a relationship counselor," he said to himself, and flopped down into his barcalounger.
***
"Monica?" a soft voice asked. Monica looked around and saw that she was sitting in a small white room with only two tiny chairs. She looked across to see who was sitting in the opposite chair and took in her breath sharply when she saw who it was.
hehe....cliffhanger, PLEASE REVIEW! And lemme know about that story I proposed!