Thanks for the reviews, they were awesome. I've decided maybe I will have one more chapter after this. But you need to review and tell me what you think. Thanks!
Disclaimer: Not mine. Hmm. I wonder if I could say that in another language…. Nope, so English will have to do. Not mine.
Pulling up outside of Monica's house, he glanced in the empty windows. He took a deep breath and got out and walked to the front door and knocked. Surprised would not even begin to describe the look on Monica's face when she opened it.
"Chandler? What are you doing here?"
"Can we talk? I need to talk. Let's talk?" He was babbling, something Monica had always pointed out he did when he was nervous. Boy was he nervous now.
"Sure come in," she held the door open and let him pass.
"Let's sit. Do you want to sit? Can we sit? Let's sit." She had to laugh a little, and nodded and they took a seat in the kitchen. He noticed that it was silent. "Where's Hannah?"
"Rachel took her home with her so that I could have some alone time."
"I'm sorry," he finally noticed that her eyes were brimmed red with tears. She looked exhausted and sad. All cried out.
"It's okay…no, it's not really. But it'll be fine. Don't worry about it. Don't worry about me."
"I do though. But Monica, listen to me. When I got over to Mona's I realized that I can't do this. I can't live with her. I can't be with her. I love you. I love you and I love Hannah and I want to be with you and Hannah."
"But what about the baby?" Monica interrupted and Chandler held up his hand.
"Let me finish. I told Mona that I couldn't be with her. I told her that it would be far better for everyone, including the baby if I was with you. Living in a house full of tension isn't healthy." Monica's heart began to quicken. Did this mean that he was coming back? Did this mean that he was hers?
"What did she say?" Monica asked softly.
"She admitted to me that she isn't really pregnant." There. He said it. Monica's mouth dropped open and she stared at him.
"She's not what?"
"She's not pregnant. She never was."
"She told you that?"
"She accidentally let it slip. But Monica, this means that you and I can be together. No strings attached. No guilt. Nothing." Taking a deep breath he waited for her reaction. After a moment or two of her saying nothing, she finally looked up into his eyes.
"Chandler…."
"What?"
"I…."
"What?" His heart began to sink. No. He had put her through too much. He knew it. He knew that it was too much to ask. She had been wary of doing it again to begin with. Now with all of this. No. She would say no. She would tell him that it was better this way. If that was the case, he didn't want to hear it. He didn't want to hear those words come out of her mouth.
"Monica. It doesn't matter what you think, I love you." Her face broke into a smile.
"I know. I love you too, and that's why we should be together." She giggled a little. "What did you think I was going to say?" He just shook his head and laughed.
"So that means yes to trying us again?"
"That means yes," she nodded and leaned forward and kissed him. "I love you."
"I love you too. I can't say those words enough."
"I can't hear them enough." Kissing her again, he took her hand.
"Hey, we're all alone, right?"
"Right…."
"When is Rachel bringing Hannah back?"
"She said that she would keep her tonight."
"So we have the whole house to ourselves? Is that what you're telling me?"
"Yes, so?"
"You really don't know where I'm going with this?" Monica's eyes lit up and she grinned.
"Oh."
"Oh," he repeated and stood up and swept her into her arms. He carried her upstairs and both forgot all about Mona, and what had happened earlier that day. That hadn't happened. It was a small hiccup in the grand scheme of things. It would be forgotten. Mona would be forgotten.
"I filed for divorce," he told her as they lay in bed with his arms around her. "Right after I talked to Mona, we went down to the courthouse and filed." She turned to look up at him.
"Really?"
"Really, the ball is in motion." Laughing, she shifted her position and curled up against him.
"I've never been happier to hear that." Leaning down, he placed a kiss on her forehead.
"I was thinking…."
"Oh no, watch out," Monica teased.
"Hey! I make the sarcastic remark, that's my territory," he retorted. She just laughed. "Before I was so rudely interrupted, I was thinking that maybe we could take Hannah to the park tomorrow. Spend some quality family time together."
Family.
He liked that word. He liked saying it. He loved that he was a part of one now. A whole one. Non-dysfunctional. When he said as much to Monica, she just laughed.
"I don't know," she said. "We're still a little dysfunctional. But it's no fun to be completely normal."
"You are right," he said kissing her again. "This morning I wasn't sure if I would ever get to do this again." This time though, she remained silent. "Penny for your thoughts?"
"I was just thinking, I feel terrible for Mona." That had not been what he was expecting. Monica felt bad for Mona? After everything she had put her through?
"What?"
"She had to have been desperate to lie like that. She must have been lonely." Kissing her again, he held her close to him.
"You amaze me. Do you know that?" Not answering, she just let him hold her and pushed Mona out of her head.
Hannah was more than thrilled to see that her father was back and that her mother had stopped crying. The door flew open as Monica and Chandler sat in the kitchen eating breakfast.
"Mon? Are you okay?" Rachel's voice called out.
"Mommy? I drew you a picture, so you can be done crying now," Hannah yelled.
"Back here in the kitchen," Monica replied and Rachel and Hannah walked in and both saw Chandler sitting at the table.
"Daddy!" Hannah said hoping onto his lap.
"Chandler? What are you doing here?" Rachel looked from Monica to Chandler. Monica shrugged and just smiled.
"How was your night sweetheart?" She asked Hannah.
"It was great! Mommy, are you done being sad?"
"Yes baby, I'm done being sad now," Monica answered and Rachel raised an eyebrow at her and leaned over.
"What happened?"
"I'll tell you later."
"But everything's okay?"
"Everything's more than okay," Monica responded smiling as Hannah showed Chandler her picture.
Everything was much better than okay.
~I'm thinking epilogue, what do you think? If you want one, give me a review, because I'm back at school and so if want one, you must ask! Thanks!~