Part 6
Disclaimer: This is for a mature reading audience due to "adult situations" LOL.
Monica rolled over in bed and looked at the clock. 5:34. She wondered if Chandler was awake. Of course not, she told herself. Everyone in their right mind would be sleeping. But she couldn't stop thinking about him. There were so many things she wanted to tell him. But more than anything she wanted to be in his arms again and feel secure, the way she had before. She turned over and closed her eyes trying to fall asleep. It was no use, all she could see was Chandler's face smiling at her. She kept replaying the kiss from earlier that night over and over again in her head. She smiled to herself and once again closed her eyes, trying to concentrate on something other than him. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. A little unsure that it had only been her imagination, Monica grabbed her robe and went to answer it.
Her smile grew even larger when she saw who was on the other side.
"I couldn't sleep." Chandler said.
Monica laughed, as he walked into her room. "I couldn't sleep either." She told him, as she closed the door.
"So then its not too early for breakfast." Chandler joked.
"Not at all. But you're going to have to wait for me to shower and get dressed."
"Okay, I'll be here." Chandler smiled, as he sat down on the bed.
A short while later, Monica was ready to go. They headed downstairs and luckily the hotel restaurant had just started serving breakfast. They sat down across from each other at a small table. Chandler wanted to tell Monica how beautiful she looked, but for some reason he was still a little reserved when it came to opening up to her. He didn't quite understand why he was holding back. Maybe he couldn't believe that she was actually sitting across from him. His beautiful wife. Chandler just sat there continuing to smile and stare at Monica.
"Hello? Are you okay?" Monica asked as she waved her hand in front of him.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I was just thinking that this is really nice." Chandler replied.
Monica could sense his uneasiness. She practically knew him better than he knew himself. But she couldn't blame him for feeling this way. It had been her decision to leave, and she was willing to do whatever it would take to earn back his complete trust. She put her hand on his. "I'm glad you came over this morning."
"I am too. I guess it was good that I followed my instincts, huh?"
"Definitely." She replied.
Monica looked over the menu, but she had something else on her mind. "When are you planning to go back to New York?"
Chandler looked up at her. "I hadn't really given it much thought, actually."
"I'm supposed to leave in a couple of days." She told him.
Chandler was disappointed. Was she having second thoughts? What about her saying she wanted to start over and that she was never leaving again? He had been afraid to ask her when or even if she was going back to Milan, and now he wondered if he had misjudged this whole thing. Monica placed her hand on his cheek. "Let's not worry about that right now, okay?"
Chandler looked deep into Monica's eyes and all of his fears seemed to disappear. There was something about the expression on her face alone that told him he should have nothing to worry about. But a little part of him still wondered if he was going to lose her again, and he hated that part of himself for thinking that way.
Chandler decided to try and not think about that right now. He wanted to focus on the moment and not take any time with Monica for granted. Even though he hoped beyond hope that everything was going to work out, he had wasn't going to pressure Monica into anything she didn't want to do. He wanted her to be happy.
The two enjoyed their breakfast, and afterwards they were met up with Ross, Rachel and Phoebe in the lobby, who were all checking out.
"Are you sure you guys have to get back to New York?" Monica asked them.
"Honey, I wish I could stay longer, but I've got so much work this week." Rachel told her.
"Me too. The Paleontology Department is having an important meeting tomorrow that I can't miss." Ross told his sister, as he hugged her tightly.
Phoebe didn't have anything important to get back to in New York, but she could tell by the expression on Chandler's face that he really wanted to spend some time alone with Monica. She explained that she had a new massage client that she had to meet with and couldn't reschedule. Chandler and Monica walked them out and waited with them for the cab to take them to the airport. After they had left, Monica and Chandler headed back into the hotel.
"So now what?" Chandler asked her, as he put his hands in his pockets.
"Good question." Monica said, as she smiled at him. "If we were secretly dating we wouldn't even have to ask that question." She laughed at her own joke.
Chandler smiled, and laughed a bit as well. "Oh yes, I remember those days. All of the sneaking around." An awkward silence ensured for a moment.
"Do you want to go for a walk on the beach?" Monica asked.
"Sure. That sounds great."
They headed out of the hotel and walked a few blocks. The beach was very close by and it was a beautiful morning. They walked together for awhile, just enjoying the ocean and the serenity, and even the silence. Monica took hold of Chandler's hand and held onto it tightly. She didn't say a word. They just kept walking.
"I've missed this." She finally said.
"So have I." Chandler replied.
"I've had so much time to think since I've been away. And for the first time in a long time I feel like I can finally breathe again. I have so much to tell you, Chandler. I don't even know where to start."
Chandler's heart was practically in his throat. He didn't know if he was going to like what she had to tell him. Was she going back to Italy? He took both of her hands and led her over to some rocks, where they sat down.
"Mon, I have a lot to tell you too."
"I'm so sorry, Chandler." She started. "After everything happened, I just expected you to pick up all of the pieces. I never stopped and thought about how you were feeling."
"You don't have to apologize for anything. No one can ever prepare themselves for what happened to us. We handled it the only way we knew how."
"But walking out wasn't right. I should have stayed so we could help each other. It was so wrong to just leave you all alone."
"It wasn't easy. I was so worried about you. I was so scared you would never come back." Chandler told her.
Monica lovingly placed her hand on his cheek. "You know how last night I told you that I've worked through everything?"
"Yes." Chandler replied, feeling a little uneasy.
"There is one thing that I haven't resolved yet."
"What is it?" He asked her, very concerned.
"I need to know if you can forgive me." Monica said to him, with tears in her eyes.
Chandler's eyes filled with tears as well. "Mon, I love you. And you know I forgive you anything."
Monica smiled through her tears. That was all she needed to hear. She pulled Chandler into a tight embrace and they just held each other. She kissed him a few times on his cheek, as they rested their foreheads against each other and smiled looking into each other's eyes. Chandler wiped Monica's tears from her cheek before leaning in and sweetly kissing her on the lips. They kissed a couple of more times before Chandler hesitantly pulled back. Monica looked concerned. She could tell he had something serious to say.
"Mon, I don't want you to go back to Milan. Please come back to New York with me." He practically begged her.
"Oh honey," Monica smiled. "Did you think I was going back there? I was only going to go back to get my stuff."
Chandler felt completely relieved.
"I have every intention of going back to New York with you. To stay. If you'll have me." She told him as she kissed him on the cheek.
"I was so worried you were going to leave again."
"I am not going anywhere. I can just have all of my stuff shipped back to New York."
Chandler smiled as they stood up and embraced once more. "Let's not worry about that right now." He said to her as he kissed her head. They walked along the beach hand in hand, happier than they had been in a long time.
They spent the rest of the afternoon talking and catching up on what had been going on in their lives. They had a lot of catching up to do, but in a way it felt like they had never been apart. Things were the same, yet completely different. It was almost as if they were first dating, and didn't seem like they had been married for almost six years. Monica told Chandler all about the restaurant she ran in Milan, and Chandler filled Monica in on his promotion at work. Before they knew it, it was already 6:00, so they headed back to the hotel.
After walking Monica back to her room, Chandler told her that he would meet her in a couple of hours and they would have dinner. Monica could tell Chandler had something on his mind, but she didn't want to push it. She knew he would tell her when the time was right.
Awhile later, Chandler came back to Monica's room. He was dressed in a nice suit, and looked very handsome. But his jaw practically hit the floor when Monica opened the door. She looked even better than she had the night before, if that was possible. He smiled as he pulled her into a passionate kiss.
"You look beautiful." He told her.
"You don't look so bad yourself." She said, as she closed the door behind her. "So where are we off to? I hope I am not overdressed, by the way."
"Its a surprise. And you look perfect." He grinned, as he took her hand.
When they reached the entrance to the hotel, there was a limo waiting for them outside. Monica couldn't believe that Chandler had done all of this, but she wasn't about to complain. She loved it. The ride to the restaurant was short. It was a beautiful spot right on the ocean. Chandler took her hand and led her inside. It was romantically lit with candles and not a single person there.
"I can't believe you did this. You rented this whole place out?"
Chandler just smiled and took her to a table that overlooked the beach. The waves crashed against the rocks right outside the window. Chandler pulled out a chair for Monica, and she sat down still a little in disbelief over how wonderful Chandler was. He took his seat right across from her.
"I love you. You know that, right?" She told him.
"I was kind of hoping you did." He said. "Otherwise I really wouldn't have gone to all this trouble." He joked.
They had a wonderful dinner and Chandler proposed a toast dedicated to their new beginning. Then Monica's favorite song, "The Way You Look Tonight" started to play, and she and Chandler shared a dance. They held each other closely and didn't say a word for the entire song. Monica didn't think things could get any better. She and Chandler walked back over to the table, but instead of taking his seat back in front of her, Chandler kneeled beside of her, pulled a little velvet box out of his pocket and placed it in front of her. She was lost for words.
"Monica, I love you more than anything. And I know we're already married, but with everything we have been through, it would mean more to me than you know, if you would do me the honor of marrying me again."
Monica was so moved by this, she was filled with so many emotions. Their wedding anniversary was now the anniversary of the accident. It made sense for them to have another ceremony to celebrate their marriage with a brand new date. She pushed her chair back so she could kneel on the floor with him and held him tightly. No verbal answer was necessary. She placed her original engagement ring on her right hand, and Chandler put a beautiful white gold, emerald cut diamond ring on her left ring finger. They kissed again, then embraced once more. She loved him more than anything, and he felt the same way about her.
Soon after, they reached Monica's hotel room and there was no question in Monica's mind that she wanted to be with Chandler. She took hold of his hand and led him over to the bed. The moonlight shone through the crack in the curtain, which was the only source of light. They looked deep into each other's eyes and began kissing passionately. Monica turned her back to Chandler, and without instruction, he slowly unzipped her dress and watched it drop to the floor. She turned to face Chandler again, and she began to unbutton his shirt in between kisses. After what seemed to be an eternity, they made their way to the bed, continuing to kiss the entire time. Monica ran her fingers through his hair as she pulled him closer to her. She pressed herself against him as his mouth opened over hers in a sweet, tender kiss. Monica brushed her lips over his, and touched her tongue to his lips. Chandler rolled her onto her back, kissing her. His hands began to slide over her breasts and waist and back, then his mouth returned to hers. He ran his fingers through her hair, while kissing her neck. Monica placed her hand on his cheek and they looked deep into each others once again savoring every moment. Without taking his eyes from hers, he turned his face into her hand and slid his lips back and forth against her palm, and kissed it sweetly. Chandler eased himself on top of her and between her legs. He kissed her again, as her nails dug into his back. It felt so good being with him again, and they hadn't made love this passionately since they had first been together. Chandler continued to drive into her, forcing her faster and faster. Lifting her hips higher and tighter to him, he plunged harder. Monica moaned as quietly as she could, as they climaxed together. Afterward, they held each other and Monica rested her head on his chest.
"You're amazing." Chandler told her.
Monica looked up at him and smiled. "I love you."
"I love you too."
Monica kissed him softly one more time before snuggling up closely to him and soon there after falling soundly asleep in his arms for the first time in months.
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