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Chandler's mouth dropped open. Monica was there. Standing there.
Waiting for him to say something. Anything.
"Um..." Okay, not the best start. But it was a start at least. How did he know that she wouldn't want to see him? Well, obviously he had been wrong, because there she was, standing in front of him. "I just thought that you would still be angry with me." Hannah watched her parents with a curious expression on her face.
"Why is Mommy angry with you?" She asked her father.
"Hey, Han? Why don't you and I go get a cookie and take it upstairs to see Aunt Rachel and let your mom and dad talk?" Hannah nodded and transferred her hand from her mother's to her Uncle Joey's.
"Can I sit?" Monica asked when Joey led her away. Chandler nodded and she traveled around the couch and took a seat.
"Are you still mad at me?" He asked.
"I was never mad at you," she said clarifying. "Well, okay, yeah, I was a little, I mean, you were acting completely insane. First you want to marry me, and then you storm off." He cringed.
"I know. I'm an idiot. Have I told you that?"
"I caught on," she said smiling slightly. "But Chandler, it wasn't that I didn't want to marry you. It wasn't that at all."
"I know."
"I heard what you said. To Joey, I mean. I heard what you said to Joey."
"You heard all that?" Nodding, she bit her lip.
"Chandler, can we talk? As sane adults this time?" He laughed a little and nodded.
"Yes, we can talk as sane adults this time." Grinning, she ordered herself a coffee.
"We could be here a long time," she said shrugging as Gunther went to get her a latte.
"Let's start all over," he suggested. "Mon, I left Mona."
"You what?" She grinned feigning shock.
"I left Mona."
"Why?"
"Because I may be still in love with you, in which case, I think we should take our time and date and see what happens before we make any rash decisions like getting married," he grinned at her and finding his grins contagious, she grinned back at him.
"That sounds like a wonderful plan," she told him nodding seriously. "And Chandler, I may be in love with you too. I just thought that you should know that. In fact, there is no may about it. I do love you. I always have."
"But?" He waited for it, but she shook her head gently.
"No buts, I just wanted you to know that."
"Okay, how about we go on a date? Take it slowly, see what happens?"
"I think that is a great idea," she said. "Thursday?"
"Okay. Thursday it is. I'll pick you up at 7?"
"Sounds good, I should go get Hannah. I promised that while we were in town, I would take her to the toy store."
"How about I take her?" Chandler suggested. "I want to see her."
"That's fine," Monica said. "Just drop her off later."
"Mon?"
"Yeah?"
"Why don't you come with us?"
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Okay, let's go get her." Chandler nodded and he got up and reached down to help Monica to her feet.
"Let's go get her," he repeated. He noticed that she hadn't let go of his hand yet, and he didn't intend to make her. Instead, they walked hand in hand up the stairs to Rachel's apartment to get Hannah.
"Guess what?" Hannah bounced in her father's arms as they made their way through the toy store.
"What?" Chandler asked.
"I like this," Hannah said looking at both her parents. "Can we do this more often?"
"Go out and buy you things?" Monica asked laughing.
"No, silly, go out together. You and me, and Daddy." Chandler and Monica exchanged a look, but Hannah ignored it as she pointed to the large display of stuffed elephants. Squirming to get down, Chandler set her firmly on the ground and Monica took a hold of her hand before she ran off.
"Hannah, you have to wait for us," she reminded her daughter.
"But, Mommy," Hannah whined pulling Monica towards the stuffed animals. "You're so slow!" Finally, she let go and Hannah ran towards the display.
"She looks like she's having fun," Chandler spoke up.
"That's because we're going to buy her something. I get excited when someone is going to buy me something too," Monica told him laughing.
"Can I get one of these?" Hannah asked holding up the stuffed elephant.
"Is that what you really want?"
"Yes, it's what I really, really, really want," Hannah said hugging it close to her.
"At least it's what she wants until we find something else that she wants more," Chandler joked, but then he stopped short of laughing. Wasn't that what he had done? Monica had been what he wanted until he met Mona, and Mona had been what he wanted until he realized he had been an idiot who hadn't known what he wanted back then. Then he figured out exactly what he wanted. He wanted to reassure her that he would never want anything more than he wanted her. He could promise her that. Never. He wanted her for the rest of his life.
"That is true," Monica said. Chandler reached over, and took hold of her hand, and to his surprise, she didn't pull it away. He looked at her and their eyes met.
"Do you know what I really, really, really want?" He asked.
"I have a good idea," she said smiling. Hannah came running back to them.
"Can I get a Barbie?" She asked bouncing up and down. Chandler nodded and she handed Monica the elephant.
"What's the use of having separated parents if you can't benefit from it?" He grinned at Monica. "You get her the elephant and I'll get the Barbie. Although, hopefully she won't benefit from it much longer." It was a strong hint and Monica caught it and just shook her head.
"Then she should live it up while she has the opportunity," she said softly, giving his hand a quick squeeze before letting go and finding Hannah again so that they could leave.
"You look so beautiful," Hannah said smiling. "Like a princess." Nodding seriously, Hannah rolled over and stood up on Monica's bed. "Do you think Aunt Rachel will make cookies with me?" She smiled hopefully at Monica, who just laughed.
"Not the kind I make honey, maybe the cookies out of the box," Monica replied placing the pearl earrings in her ears. The door opened and Rachel's voice called up the stairs.
"We're up here!" Hannah called and they heard Rachel's footsteps up the stairs. She appeared in the doorway of the room and smiled at Monica and Hannah.
"Oh Mon," she breathed. "You look perfect." Monica blushed and looked again in the mirror.
"You think so?" She ran a hand over the fabric as the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it!" Hannah leapt from the bed and hurried down the hall and down the stairs. Rachel reached over and grabbed Monica's hand and gave it a quick squeeze before following Hannah down.
"This is it," Monica said to herself before grabbing her purse and making her way downstairs to where Chandler stood in the hall looking as nervous as a boy picking up a girl for his first date.
"You look...."he struggled for the appropriate adjective when Hannah offered her opinion.
"A princess!" She grinned delighted.
"That's it exactly," he told her and then took Monica's arm.
"Be good for Aunt Rachel," Monica told Hannah who gave her a salute.
"Be good for Daddy," Hannah offered. Rachel laughed and Monica blushed as her and Chandler hurried out the front door.
"This is nice," Monica said sipping her wine.
"This is very nice," Chandler replied. She was so beautiful. He still had trouble remembering that she had once, and could again, belong to him. It was unbelievable. Monica. Who he had dreamed about for years. He reached over the table and took hold of Monica's hand, when a voice broke through his thoughts.
"It certainly didn't take you long to move on," the voice told him. And then bitterly it added. "And with her of all people." And Chandler turned his head to see the one person that he really hadn't hoped he would see.
Mona.
~Did you think that Mona was just going to disappear that easily? Nope! Okay, please could you review for me? Oh, and a happy holidays to everyone! Consider reviewing your present to me!~
Disclaimer: Oh right, so that's not the Friends Characters sitting under my tree....that must mean, that I don't own them.
Chandler's mouth dropped open. Monica was there. Standing there.
Waiting for him to say something. Anything.
"Um..." Okay, not the best start. But it was a start at least. How did he know that she wouldn't want to see him? Well, obviously he had been wrong, because there she was, standing in front of him. "I just thought that you would still be angry with me." Hannah watched her parents with a curious expression on her face.
"Why is Mommy angry with you?" She asked her father.
"Hey, Han? Why don't you and I go get a cookie and take it upstairs to see Aunt Rachel and let your mom and dad talk?" Hannah nodded and transferred her hand from her mother's to her Uncle Joey's.
"Can I sit?" Monica asked when Joey led her away. Chandler nodded and she traveled around the couch and took a seat.
"Are you still mad at me?" He asked.
"I was never mad at you," she said clarifying. "Well, okay, yeah, I was a little, I mean, you were acting completely insane. First you want to marry me, and then you storm off." He cringed.
"I know. I'm an idiot. Have I told you that?"
"I caught on," she said smiling slightly. "But Chandler, it wasn't that I didn't want to marry you. It wasn't that at all."
"I know."
"I heard what you said. To Joey, I mean. I heard what you said to Joey."
"You heard all that?" Nodding, she bit her lip.
"Chandler, can we talk? As sane adults this time?" He laughed a little and nodded.
"Yes, we can talk as sane adults this time." Grinning, she ordered herself a coffee.
"We could be here a long time," she said shrugging as Gunther went to get her a latte.
"Let's start all over," he suggested. "Mon, I left Mona."
"You what?" She grinned feigning shock.
"I left Mona."
"Why?"
"Because I may be still in love with you, in which case, I think we should take our time and date and see what happens before we make any rash decisions like getting married," he grinned at her and finding his grins contagious, she grinned back at him.
"That sounds like a wonderful plan," she told him nodding seriously. "And Chandler, I may be in love with you too. I just thought that you should know that. In fact, there is no may about it. I do love you. I always have."
"But?" He waited for it, but she shook her head gently.
"No buts, I just wanted you to know that."
"Okay, how about we go on a date? Take it slowly, see what happens?"
"I think that is a great idea," she said. "Thursday?"
"Okay. Thursday it is. I'll pick you up at 7?"
"Sounds good, I should go get Hannah. I promised that while we were in town, I would take her to the toy store."
"How about I take her?" Chandler suggested. "I want to see her."
"That's fine," Monica said. "Just drop her off later."
"Mon?"
"Yeah?"
"Why don't you come with us?"
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Okay, let's go get her." Chandler nodded and he got up and reached down to help Monica to her feet.
"Let's go get her," he repeated. He noticed that she hadn't let go of his hand yet, and he didn't intend to make her. Instead, they walked hand in hand up the stairs to Rachel's apartment to get Hannah.
"Guess what?" Hannah bounced in her father's arms as they made their way through the toy store.
"What?" Chandler asked.
"I like this," Hannah said looking at both her parents. "Can we do this more often?"
"Go out and buy you things?" Monica asked laughing.
"No, silly, go out together. You and me, and Daddy." Chandler and Monica exchanged a look, but Hannah ignored it as she pointed to the large display of stuffed elephants. Squirming to get down, Chandler set her firmly on the ground and Monica took a hold of her hand before she ran off.
"Hannah, you have to wait for us," she reminded her daughter.
"But, Mommy," Hannah whined pulling Monica towards the stuffed animals. "You're so slow!" Finally, she let go and Hannah ran towards the display.
"She looks like she's having fun," Chandler spoke up.
"That's because we're going to buy her something. I get excited when someone is going to buy me something too," Monica told him laughing.
"Can I get one of these?" Hannah asked holding up the stuffed elephant.
"Is that what you really want?"
"Yes, it's what I really, really, really want," Hannah said hugging it close to her.
"At least it's what she wants until we find something else that she wants more," Chandler joked, but then he stopped short of laughing. Wasn't that what he had done? Monica had been what he wanted until he met Mona, and Mona had been what he wanted until he realized he had been an idiot who hadn't known what he wanted back then. Then he figured out exactly what he wanted. He wanted to reassure her that he would never want anything more than he wanted her. He could promise her that. Never. He wanted her for the rest of his life.
"That is true," Monica said. Chandler reached over, and took hold of her hand, and to his surprise, she didn't pull it away. He looked at her and their eyes met.
"Do you know what I really, really, really want?" He asked.
"I have a good idea," she said smiling. Hannah came running back to them.
"Can I get a Barbie?" She asked bouncing up and down. Chandler nodded and she handed Monica the elephant.
"What's the use of having separated parents if you can't benefit from it?" He grinned at Monica. "You get her the elephant and I'll get the Barbie. Although, hopefully she won't benefit from it much longer." It was a strong hint and Monica caught it and just shook her head.
"Then she should live it up while she has the opportunity," she said softly, giving his hand a quick squeeze before letting go and finding Hannah again so that they could leave.
"You look so beautiful," Hannah said smiling. "Like a princess." Nodding seriously, Hannah rolled over and stood up on Monica's bed. "Do you think Aunt Rachel will make cookies with me?" She smiled hopefully at Monica, who just laughed.
"Not the kind I make honey, maybe the cookies out of the box," Monica replied placing the pearl earrings in her ears. The door opened and Rachel's voice called up the stairs.
"We're up here!" Hannah called and they heard Rachel's footsteps up the stairs. She appeared in the doorway of the room and smiled at Monica and Hannah.
"Oh Mon," she breathed. "You look perfect." Monica blushed and looked again in the mirror.
"You think so?" She ran a hand over the fabric as the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it!" Hannah leapt from the bed and hurried down the hall and down the stairs. Rachel reached over and grabbed Monica's hand and gave it a quick squeeze before following Hannah down.
"This is it," Monica said to herself before grabbing her purse and making her way downstairs to where Chandler stood in the hall looking as nervous as a boy picking up a girl for his first date.
"You look...."he struggled for the appropriate adjective when Hannah offered her opinion.
"A princess!" She grinned delighted.
"That's it exactly," he told her and then took Monica's arm.
"Be good for Aunt Rachel," Monica told Hannah who gave her a salute.
"Be good for Daddy," Hannah offered. Rachel laughed and Monica blushed as her and Chandler hurried out the front door.
"This is nice," Monica said sipping her wine.
"This is very nice," Chandler replied. She was so beautiful. He still had trouble remembering that she had once, and could again, belong to him. It was unbelievable. Monica. Who he had dreamed about for years. He reached over the table and took hold of Monica's hand, when a voice broke through his thoughts.
"It certainly didn't take you long to move on," the voice told him. And then bitterly it added. "And with her of all people." And Chandler turned his head to see the one person that he really hadn't hoped he would see.
Mona.
~Did you think that Mona was just going to disappear that easily? Nope! Okay, please could you review for me? Oh, and a happy holidays to everyone! Consider reviewing your present to me!~