Part 2
It was the morning after the accident. Monica opened her eyes and looked around the hospital room. She was hoping the previous day had only been a nightmare. She closed her eyes tightly for a few seconds and opened them once again, this time with tears in them. Chandler was asleep in a chair next to her bed. Monica felt bad waking him, but she reached out to touch his arm.
"Chandler," she quietly said. He opened his eyes, and quickly took her hand.
"I'm sorry, I fell asleep." He said, as he kissed her hand.
"No, that's okay," she paused, then said, "Chandler please tell me this is just a bad dream."
Chandler stands up and sits on the bed next to his wife. "I would do anything to make that be the case."
Monica sits up and leans her head against his chest and begins to quietly cry. Chandler didn't know what he was supposed to do, so they just sat there in silence for awhile holding each other. Chandler finally broke the silence. "Everyone is out in the waiting room. They all spent the night here."
Monica wipes some tears off of her cheeks. "I can't see anyone right now. I'm sorry."
"That's okay, sweetheart." Chandler looks into her eyes, and wipes away a tear. "We're going to get through this." He said, as he held her close again. "I promise." He told her as convincingly as he could.
A couple of hours later, Dr. Peters gave Monica a clean bill of health and before leaving the room, told her she would be able to leave the hospital that day.
"Chandler," Monica started. "I can't go back there."
Chandler had been feeling the same way, but he was glad Monica was the one who brought it up.
"I can't go back to our house." She continued.
Chandler sat back down on the bed next to her. "It's okay. We don't have to."
"Are you sure?" she asked.
"Yes, I feel the same way. Rachel said we can stay at her place for as long as we need to. She is going to stay with Pheebs."
Monica clung to Chandler as he held her close to him. "Things are never going to be the same." She whispered. Chandler closed his eyes and prayed she was wrong.
Later that day, Chandler and Monica arrive at Rachel's apartment. Monica walks over to the couch and sits down. Chandler takes their suitcases into the bedroom, then joins Monica. "Rachel said she'd stop by the house and pick up some more stuff for us." Monica just nodded her head. "Honey, what are you thinking about?" Chandler asked.
Monica looked at him. "I'm so sorry." she said, as the tears began to flow.
Chandler took hold of her hands. "Mon, none of this was your fault. Please don't think that."
"Of course it was. I should have just stayed home yesterday. God, our children died because of me!" Monica put her hands over her eyes as she continued to cry.
"That isn't true. You did nothing wrong. It was that idiot who ran into you." Chandler said. "Monica, look at me. Don't blame yourself for this."
"I didn't deserve to be their mother. I've ruined everything. Everything. How can I ever ask you to forgive me?"
"Monica, you are a great mother," Chandler started.
"Was." Monica corrected him. "I'm not a mother anymore." She cried a little more at this realization.
Chandler took a deep breath. He was trying to be strong for Monica, but he was falling apart too.
"I love you so much. I could have lost you too. I just thank God he didn't take you from me too." He told her as he held her in his arms.
"Oh, Chandler I love you too." She told him. It was the last thing she said before she finally fell asleep in his arms.
CUT BACK TO 2005 - Joey's wedding, Los Angeles
"Chandler, are you okay?" Monica asked.
Chandler, who has been in deep thought, smiles weakly. "Yeah, I was just thinking about…things."
"I just saw Ross, so I am going to say hello. I'll see you later at the reception or something." Monica kisses him on the cheek before walking over to her brother. Chandler watched her, and for a moment wanted to follow her, but that decision was made when Phoebe approached him.
"Hey Chandler." Phoebe said as he patted him on the back.
"Hi." Chandler replied, as he stared at Monica.
"Are you okay?" Phoebe asked.
"I guess."
"I noticed you and Monica were over here talking." She started, but then quickly noticed that Chandler had tears in his eyes. Phoebe hugs him. "She has been so distant since the accident."
"I know." Chandler sighed.
"Did you guys ever try the therapy?" Phoebe asked.
CUT BACK TO RACHEL'S APT. 7 MONTHS EARLER
Chandler is just getting in after a long day of work. The apartment is a complete mess, with clothes scattered everywhere, and dishes stacked in the sink a mile high. Monica is sleeping on the couch. Chandler puts his briefcase by the door and heads for the bedroom to change clothes.
"Hi," Monica says from the next room. He walks back into the family room.
"Hi, honey. How are you feeling?"
"I'm okay. Any word on the house yet?" she asks.
"Yes, it looks like the Smith's are going to be approved, so the sale should be final by the end of the week."
"Are you sure you're okay with selling it?" she asks, as she sits up.
"Yes, and I found an apartment for us in the city if you're up to looking at it."
"I'm sure it will be fine." She gets up from the couch and heads into the kitchen, where she puts her bowl into the sink.
"Monica, I think we need to see a therapist or something." Chandler says.
"Why?"
"Because. Look around. The place is a mess. This is so unlike you."
"You expect me to be the same neurotic neat freak after everything that has happened in the past month?" Monica asks, raising her voice a bit.
"Of course not. But we never talk anymore. You hardly ever sleep in the same room with me. Have I done something?" Chandler asks.
"I'm sorry. But I just don't know if therapy is the answer. I just think its going to take some time."
Chandler sits down on the couch. "I can't lose you, Monica. I just don't think I could take it." He was finally breaking, and Monica hadn't noticed it so much until now. She quickly walks over to the couch and sits beside him. She puts her arm around him, as he leans his head on her shoulder.
"Chandler, I'm sorry. I've been so selfish. I should have realized how that was affecting you too. I know how much you loved them."
"I wanted to be strong for you. I knew you were blaming yourself for the accident."
Monica sweetly kisses Chandler on the cheek. "I don't want to lose you either. If you think we need therapy then I'll go."
"Thank you." he replies.
"Why don't I make you something to eat. You look exhausted," Monica says, starting to stand up. Chandler grabs her hand and pulls her back down on the couch with him.
"Don't go." Chandler whispers.
"I'm just going to the kitchen." Monica replies.
"No, I mean…I really need you, Mon." Chandler leans in and kisses Monica passionately on the lips. She kisses him back as she runs her fingers through his hair. Chandler runs his hands over Monica's body, then he picks her up and carries her to the bedroom. They continue to kiss, as Chandler starts to unbutton Monica's blouse.
"Wait.." Monica says, as she pulls away from him. "I can't do this."
"What's wrong? Did I do something?"
Monica, places her hand on Chandler's cheek. "No, you didn't do - I'm sorry, I just can't. Don't be angry."
Chandler takes hold of Monica's hand. "Honey, I would never be angry at you. I love you. And we'll take as much time as you need."
Monica and Chandler lean back against the pillows as she places her head on his chest. "Everything is going to be okay." Chandler continues, with a look of worry on his face.
To be continued..sorry this part wasn't as exciting, but I promise it will get better! Thanks for reading!