I hope that everyone had a fantastic holiday. My Christmas was so great! I got the 4th and 5th seasons on DVD! Yay! Guess what has been on my television consecutively since Christmas? Haha, you would think I would get tired of them. Nope! I hope everyone has a super great New Year's. Thanks so much for the reviews, they were awesome. Here is the next part, please review again if you would be so kind. Thanks!
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"Mona....uh....hi..." Chandler stuttered looking up at his soon to be ex-wife who stood glaring at him and Monica, who was sitting very still as if she could fade into the background and become invisible if she didn't move. Standing behind Mona were some of her friends, one who tried to pull on her arm and move her away from the table. But Mona stayed put, shooting dangerous looks at Chandler and Monica.
"Chandler. Monica," Mona hissed. "How are you today?" Chandler felt his face become hot and glanced around to see that some of the other tables had turned in their direction.
"Mona, don't make a scene," Chandler begged. Mona waved her hand ignoring him.
"Don't make a scene? Don't make a scene?" Her voice rose and Monica finally looked down at her napkin finding it very interesting. All she wanted to do was go home and get in bed, and pretend that Mona didn't exist.
"Mona, why don't we go outside and talk?" Chandler asked in a low voice. "Don't do this."
"Do what? What am I doing?" Mona asked glancing around wildly. Chandler didn't dare glance at Monica. Mona was ruining their dinner. She was ruining their first date. Now Monica would really be wary of starting a relationship with Chandler again.
"Chandler," this time it was Monica who spoke up, glancing up at Chandler who was desperately trying to get Mona to step outside with him. Chandler turned around to give his attention. "Why don't we leave?" Chandler smiled at her gratefully. Gathering her purse, she stood up and Chandler helped her with her coat, lying down some money on the table to cover their drinks.
"Where are you going?" Mona asked as they made their way out of the restaurant. "We were just having fun!" She followed the couple out of the restaurant. "Monica, sleeping with a married man, I always knew you were a whore." Monica stopped momentarily and closed her eyes trying to compose herself. Placing a calming hand on Chandler's arm, she shook her head.
"Don't," she warned. "That's what she wants."
"Whore!" Mona repeated grinning wildly seeing the reaction she was getting from Chandler. Monica felt hot tears spring to her eyes, but she continued her plea to Chandler to get him to continue walking with her.
"It's not worth it," she told him. "She's not worth it. Please. Can we just go?" Chandler gave Monica a soft kiss and walked over to Mona.
"Go back inside, Mona," he said softly. "You and I both know that we couldn't stay together. We weren't happy. You weren't happy either. I know you weren't. Monica is not a whore, and for the record, we are not sleeping together. Just go back into the restaurant and meet your friends, and leave us alone. Leave Monica alone. She did nothing to you." With that, he turned back around and took Monica's hand and led her away from Mona.
"I never loved you!" Mona yelled after him. "I never loved you!" Chandler leaned over and placed a kiss in Monica's hair.
"I love you," he whispered. "And I'm so sorry." Not speaking, Monica grasped his hand and squeezed tightly. And slowly, and silently, they walked away from Mona.
"Hey," Rachel looked up when the two walked in. "How was dinner?" Monica didn't answer, she just hung up her coat and announced that she was going to check on Hannah. Rachel's grin faltered at her friend's reaction and turned her attention back to Chandler. "That good huh?"
"Mona showed up. Sort of put a damper on dinner," he told her sighing. "We went and got pizza, but um, she's still a little upset. Mona hit a little below the belt." Rachel winced and wanted to know what exactly had gone on, but sensed that neither Chandler nor Monica was in a talking kind of mood. At least, not with her.
"I'm going to go," Rachel said pulling on her coat. "If you guys need something, call."
"Thanks Rach," Monica said coming out of Hannah's room and shutting the door quietly behind her. Giving Monica a sympathetic smile, Rachel slipped out of the apartment.
"She's okay?" He asked gesturing to the closed door of Hannah's room.
"She's fast asleep," Monica reported nodding. In her mind she could still hear Mona's voice.
Whore.
Sleeping with a married man.
Whore.
It was partly true, she hated to admit it. Chandler was technically married. And while they hadn't slept together yet, it was just a matter of time. Should they wait then? Should she wait to even date him until they were officially divorced? She didn't know if she could wait, she knew that she didn't want to. And she was sure that he didn't want to wait either.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Chandler asked softly.
"I was just....."
"Thinking about Mona?" Chandler supplied for her.
"Yeah, I was. She's right. You are still married to her. You haven't even been separated for more than a week Chandler....this is crazy....we shouldn't be dating yet!"
"Mon," he started.
"Don't do that! Don't Mon me! I'm serious Chandler. I need...."
"You need what?"
"I need time. I think." She bit her lip and looked at him.
"Take whatever time you need," he told her. "I'll be waiting still."
"I don't want to wait.....but...."
"There's always that but," he commented wryly.
"I think we should." Moving closer to Monica, he took her hand.
"I think you think about things far more than you ought to." Giggling slightly, she nodded.
"But what about Mona?"
"I'll deal with Mona."
"And..."
"The divorce?" She nodded.
"I'll file first thing tomorrow morning."
"Chandler?"
"Yes?"
"I do love you."
"I know you do." Smiling, he gave her a soft kiss. Holding her closely, he knew right then that this was where he should have been all along. How stupid he was. How immature and ridiculous to think that he should be with anyone but Monica. She was everything.
"I can't believe you're mine again," he whispered.
"Chandler?"
"Hmm?"
"Would it be presumptuous if I asked you if you wanted to stay tonight? " Presumptuous? Was she kidding? That was exactly what he wanted to do, but was terrified that he was pushing too hard, too fast.
"I think it can be arranged," he told her laughing. Scooping her up in his arms, he led the way to their old bedroom. Gently, he set her on the bed and closed the door behind them.
No, it wasn't presumptuous at all.
"Daddy?" Hannah asked the next morning as she came out of her bedroom rubbing her eyes. "What are you doing here so early?" Chandler smiled at Hannah.
"Morning Han," he said as she made her way over to him. He leaned down and gave her a kiss on her forehead avoiding the answer to her question.
"Hungry Hannah banana?" Monica asked turning from the stove where she had been making breakfast. Hannah forgot to ask her father again and rubbed her stomach.
"Starved, Mommy," she told her. Monica laughed and placed a plate in front of Hannah.
"I've got to go," Chandler announced when they were done eating breakfast. "I have stuff to do." He shared a look with Monica, before giving both his daughter and Monica a kiss. The second one being watched gleefully by Hannah.
"I knew it!" She exclaimed when Chandler left.
"What?" Monica asked pretending to have no idea what her daughter was talking about. The four-year-old giggled and threw her head back.
"Aunt Rachel said that it might not happen, but I knew it would. I just knew it!" Hannah laughed and jumped up off of her chair and over to Monica's.
"What are you talking about you silly little girl?"
"You and Daddy! I knew that you still loved him, and he still loved you. Can we move into a house? Can I have a little brother?"
"I don't know about the little brother Hannah," Monica replied laughing.
"How about a puppy then?"
"We'll see," Monica replied. "Honey, we're not married yet, and we may not get married. We have to work things out first. And Daddy is still married to Mona."
"Big stupid Mona. She's always ruining everything," Hannah moped. And Monica was in awe of her child who caught on to a lot more than they all gave her credit for. Monica just shook her head. Hannah was right.
Big stupid Mona.
Chandler waited in front of the courthouse for Mona. He had asked her to do this civilly. He had asked her to be okay with the divorce and try to make it as easy as she could.
"Chandler," he heard Mona call his name icily.
"Thank you for coming," he said turning around.
"I just came to tell you one thing."
"What's that?"
"I can't give you the divorce." Chandler shook his head. Why had he ever thought that she could be capable of acting like a nice, decent human being? Hadn't their marriage teach him nothing? Of course Mona would be as much of a pain in the ass about this as she could.
"Why not?" He asked wearily. Mona grinned wickedly at him, a mischievous look playing in her eyes. With a relish she said two words that stopped his heart and made his legs go weak.
"I'm pregnant."
~Again, I hope everyone has a great New Years, and please review. Please, oh please! I'm going to get the next chapter up by Friday at the latest, I promise. But only if you guys review....at least 10! I mean it people! Just tell me what you think, or if you love omelets ( for which I have a huge craving for right now). Anyway, review please!~
Disclaimer: So not mine.
"Mona....uh....hi..." Chandler stuttered looking up at his soon to be ex-wife who stood glaring at him and Monica, who was sitting very still as if she could fade into the background and become invisible if she didn't move. Standing behind Mona were some of her friends, one who tried to pull on her arm and move her away from the table. But Mona stayed put, shooting dangerous looks at Chandler and Monica.
"Chandler. Monica," Mona hissed. "How are you today?" Chandler felt his face become hot and glanced around to see that some of the other tables had turned in their direction.
"Mona, don't make a scene," Chandler begged. Mona waved her hand ignoring him.
"Don't make a scene? Don't make a scene?" Her voice rose and Monica finally looked down at her napkin finding it very interesting. All she wanted to do was go home and get in bed, and pretend that Mona didn't exist.
"Mona, why don't we go outside and talk?" Chandler asked in a low voice. "Don't do this."
"Do what? What am I doing?" Mona asked glancing around wildly. Chandler didn't dare glance at Monica. Mona was ruining their dinner. She was ruining their first date. Now Monica would really be wary of starting a relationship with Chandler again.
"Chandler," this time it was Monica who spoke up, glancing up at Chandler who was desperately trying to get Mona to step outside with him. Chandler turned around to give his attention. "Why don't we leave?" Chandler smiled at her gratefully. Gathering her purse, she stood up and Chandler helped her with her coat, lying down some money on the table to cover their drinks.
"Where are you going?" Mona asked as they made their way out of the restaurant. "We were just having fun!" She followed the couple out of the restaurant. "Monica, sleeping with a married man, I always knew you were a whore." Monica stopped momentarily and closed her eyes trying to compose herself. Placing a calming hand on Chandler's arm, she shook her head.
"Don't," she warned. "That's what she wants."
"Whore!" Mona repeated grinning wildly seeing the reaction she was getting from Chandler. Monica felt hot tears spring to her eyes, but she continued her plea to Chandler to get him to continue walking with her.
"It's not worth it," she told him. "She's not worth it. Please. Can we just go?" Chandler gave Monica a soft kiss and walked over to Mona.
"Go back inside, Mona," he said softly. "You and I both know that we couldn't stay together. We weren't happy. You weren't happy either. I know you weren't. Monica is not a whore, and for the record, we are not sleeping together. Just go back into the restaurant and meet your friends, and leave us alone. Leave Monica alone. She did nothing to you." With that, he turned back around and took Monica's hand and led her away from Mona.
"I never loved you!" Mona yelled after him. "I never loved you!" Chandler leaned over and placed a kiss in Monica's hair.
"I love you," he whispered. "And I'm so sorry." Not speaking, Monica grasped his hand and squeezed tightly. And slowly, and silently, they walked away from Mona.
"Hey," Rachel looked up when the two walked in. "How was dinner?" Monica didn't answer, she just hung up her coat and announced that she was going to check on Hannah. Rachel's grin faltered at her friend's reaction and turned her attention back to Chandler. "That good huh?"
"Mona showed up. Sort of put a damper on dinner," he told her sighing. "We went and got pizza, but um, she's still a little upset. Mona hit a little below the belt." Rachel winced and wanted to know what exactly had gone on, but sensed that neither Chandler nor Monica was in a talking kind of mood. At least, not with her.
"I'm going to go," Rachel said pulling on her coat. "If you guys need something, call."
"Thanks Rach," Monica said coming out of Hannah's room and shutting the door quietly behind her. Giving Monica a sympathetic smile, Rachel slipped out of the apartment.
"She's okay?" He asked gesturing to the closed door of Hannah's room.
"She's fast asleep," Monica reported nodding. In her mind she could still hear Mona's voice.
Whore.
Sleeping with a married man.
Whore.
It was partly true, she hated to admit it. Chandler was technically married. And while they hadn't slept together yet, it was just a matter of time. Should they wait then? Should she wait to even date him until they were officially divorced? She didn't know if she could wait, she knew that she didn't want to. And she was sure that he didn't want to wait either.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Chandler asked softly.
"I was just....."
"Thinking about Mona?" Chandler supplied for her.
"Yeah, I was. She's right. You are still married to her. You haven't even been separated for more than a week Chandler....this is crazy....we shouldn't be dating yet!"
"Mon," he started.
"Don't do that! Don't Mon me! I'm serious Chandler. I need...."
"You need what?"
"I need time. I think." She bit her lip and looked at him.
"Take whatever time you need," he told her. "I'll be waiting still."
"I don't want to wait.....but...."
"There's always that but," he commented wryly.
"I think we should." Moving closer to Monica, he took her hand.
"I think you think about things far more than you ought to." Giggling slightly, she nodded.
"But what about Mona?"
"I'll deal with Mona."
"And..."
"The divorce?" She nodded.
"I'll file first thing tomorrow morning."
"Chandler?"
"Yes?"
"I do love you."
"I know you do." Smiling, he gave her a soft kiss. Holding her closely, he knew right then that this was where he should have been all along. How stupid he was. How immature and ridiculous to think that he should be with anyone but Monica. She was everything.
"I can't believe you're mine again," he whispered.
"Chandler?"
"Hmm?"
"Would it be presumptuous if I asked you if you wanted to stay tonight? " Presumptuous? Was she kidding? That was exactly what he wanted to do, but was terrified that he was pushing too hard, too fast.
"I think it can be arranged," he told her laughing. Scooping her up in his arms, he led the way to their old bedroom. Gently, he set her on the bed and closed the door behind them.
No, it wasn't presumptuous at all.
"Daddy?" Hannah asked the next morning as she came out of her bedroom rubbing her eyes. "What are you doing here so early?" Chandler smiled at Hannah.
"Morning Han," he said as she made her way over to him. He leaned down and gave her a kiss on her forehead avoiding the answer to her question.
"Hungry Hannah banana?" Monica asked turning from the stove where she had been making breakfast. Hannah forgot to ask her father again and rubbed her stomach.
"Starved, Mommy," she told her. Monica laughed and placed a plate in front of Hannah.
"I've got to go," Chandler announced when they were done eating breakfast. "I have stuff to do." He shared a look with Monica, before giving both his daughter and Monica a kiss. The second one being watched gleefully by Hannah.
"I knew it!" She exclaimed when Chandler left.
"What?" Monica asked pretending to have no idea what her daughter was talking about. The four-year-old giggled and threw her head back.
"Aunt Rachel said that it might not happen, but I knew it would. I just knew it!" Hannah laughed and jumped up off of her chair and over to Monica's.
"What are you talking about you silly little girl?"
"You and Daddy! I knew that you still loved him, and he still loved you. Can we move into a house? Can I have a little brother?"
"I don't know about the little brother Hannah," Monica replied laughing.
"How about a puppy then?"
"We'll see," Monica replied. "Honey, we're not married yet, and we may not get married. We have to work things out first. And Daddy is still married to Mona."
"Big stupid Mona. She's always ruining everything," Hannah moped. And Monica was in awe of her child who caught on to a lot more than they all gave her credit for. Monica just shook her head. Hannah was right.
Big stupid Mona.
Chandler waited in front of the courthouse for Mona. He had asked her to do this civilly. He had asked her to be okay with the divorce and try to make it as easy as she could.
"Chandler," he heard Mona call his name icily.
"Thank you for coming," he said turning around.
"I just came to tell you one thing."
"What's that?"
"I can't give you the divorce." Chandler shook his head. Why had he ever thought that she could be capable of acting like a nice, decent human being? Hadn't their marriage teach him nothing? Of course Mona would be as much of a pain in the ass about this as she could.
"Why not?" He asked wearily. Mona grinned wickedly at him, a mischievous look playing in her eyes. With a relish she said two words that stopped his heart and made his legs go weak.
"I'm pregnant."
~Again, I hope everyone has a great New Years, and please review. Please, oh please! I'm going to get the next chapter up by Friday at the latest, I promise. But only if you guys review....at least 10! I mean it people! Just tell me what you think, or if you love omelets ( for which I have a huge craving for right now). Anyway, review please!~