Okay so this is the last! The final no more, at least of these": Introductions pieces…
Introductions 6 (the Christmas gifts)
I don't own these characters...
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It had been a long and troublesome life in Boston the last four years. Chandler worked at the cal bank and lived in a small apartment above the busy streets of the city. He had few friends who pestered him to take a wife. He ended up telling them about the affair with Monica. They were shocked that such a quite person would sleep with his best friends little sister, while she was getting married in a short time after. He never courted women in Boston. His friends wound beg him to go to parties, the few he actually attended he would get drunk and go home with any woman that was draped over his arm. Other parties he went to were ones that were for his friend, weddings and engagement parties.
It was coming close to Christmas; the snow was much heavier in Boston than in New York. He ended up catching pneumonia by the first winter. He walked out to his mailbox to retrieve the mail and weekly newspaper. He went quickly threw the mail, bills, bills, letter from his mother, bills, another invitation to another party. He flipped back to the letter from his mother. It was her annual update of gossip. He read that Ross and Rachel married at the beginning of the years, and had a baby three months ago. She also wrote that the baby was the first in four years, everyone loved the new installment to their community, Rachel had a bay girl, and named her Mary. Chandler was happy that Ross had married the girl of his dreams and hoped that he could have done the same. He broke the brief moment of depression and returned his attention to the letter. Nora continued to talk about ever day things and then told him that she had fallen sick, and hoped he would come home for the holidays. Chandler put down the letter and decided that it was tome to return home, if only for a week or two.
Chandler arrived back in New York, four days before Christmas. He got of the train and caught a carriage home. The carriages driver took the long way home, that meant more money to pay for the journey, but Chandler didn't mind, he enjoyed the friendly reminders that hit him as they traveled through the town center. He soon approached his mother's house. It was still well taken care of. He paid the driver and walked into the house with out knocking. Chandler soon found his mother in the living room in front of a crackling fire, covered in blankets. A nursemaid was feeding her warm soup. The woman looked up and noticed him standing in the doorway. "Hello Mr. Bing." She said. Nora turned around in her chair. She smiled when she saw hat he had come to visit her, just like she asked him to do. Chandler walked over to his mother, hugged her and kissed her check. They sat for hours talking about his life in Boston. Nora kept commenting on how much he's changed, he had a four-day shadow and was looking like he hadn't slept in days. They soon headed off to bed.
The next day the two of them headed off to town to do some shopping for each other. They were walking out of a store; Nora was leaning on Chandler, when they ran into Rachel and Monica. Chandler froze in his place, he wasn't expecting to see her so soon in his visit. Nora talked to the to women as if nothing was wrong. Chandler's attention was drawn to the child standing next to Monica holding her hand. He had also seen the baby in Rachel's arm's but was more surprised to Monica with one. Monica was nervously eyeing Chandler while she and Rachel talked to his mother. This child mesmerized him and she couldn't figure out why. But the more time that passed, and the more he continued to stare at the child the more she became nervous. Once the conversation ended between Rachel, Monica and Nora, they turned and walked away. Later that night Chandler and Nora ate their dinner in silence, Nora then mentioned being invited to the young Geller's Christmas party and would like him to go with her. Chandler couldn't turn down his own mother so he went along with it.
As the approached Ross and Rachel's house Chandler suddenly got a wave of panic. He didn't want to be here, he turned to Nora.
"Mom, I think after we're dropped off, I'm going to go home."
"Chandler, stop acting like a baby, these people are your friends, you haven't seen them in four years. You're going." When they reached the front door, they were both let in, the butler took their coats and took them to the party. Their house was beautiful, with fresh flowers up and down the main hall. When they entered the room where everyone was, Nora immediately found two old friends and started talking to hem. That left Chandler standing in the entryway of the room alone. He felt so uncomfortable that he left. He ended up in another room, where a bunch of men stood around smoking and drinking. Chandler wandered around the room until he came upon an open chair. He sat down trying to relax, when the man next to him, who had a well-kept beard, tuned towards him.
"Chandler?" The man asked. Chandler looked at him, and nodded his head. "Oh my god I can't believe it's you!" Chandler starred at the man not knowing who he was. "It's me, Joey!" It all came to him.
"Hey man." Chandler said to him shaking his hand. Another man walked up to Joey, after he heard his outburst.
"Joey why are you yelling?" It was Ross. He noticed Chandler and suddenly became mad. "What are you doing here? I didn't send you an invitation." Chandler was shocked with the tone Ross was using towards him.
"I'm I town visiting my mom because she's sick, and yesterday we ran into Rachel she invited us. I came as my mom's date."
"Well you're not welcome here, please leave."
"What?"
"You heard me." Chandler was shocked; his best friend was kicking him out of his house. Chandler nodded his head then lifted himself out of the chair he w sitting in. He walked out of the room and went to find his mother. When he found her he told her that he was leaving. She said no.
"Yeah, well, Ross doesn't want me here, and since it's his house, I'm just going to go." Chandler turned around and headed off to the door. He was putting on his coat when Rachel approached him.
"Where are you going?"
"Ross wants me to go, so…"
"Well I don't your staying and that's final." She took off his coat and dragged him to the main room. She found Ross and yelled at him. Ross softened, but didn't talk to him the rest of the party. Through out most of the party he stood in a corner trying to avoid everyone. He saw Monica walk in a stunning dress. He wished so much that she hadn't married Richard, but he knew that she wanted to get married, so he decided not to interfere.
Monica caught a glimpse of him in the corner. She walked over to Rachel who was talking to a bunch of people. She kept eyeing Chandler. Rachel noticed his and asked to talk to Monica in private.
"Go talk to him." Rachel said.
"I don't' know what to say. Plus I'd be to embarrassed." There was a pause. Rachel suddenly got an idea and told Monica. Monica walked off and Rachel headed towards Chandler. Chandler saw Rachel approaching him.
"Hey can you come with me, I need to talk to you." Chandler nodded and went with her. They entered another room that was empty. She told him to wait here for a moment. He sat down in a chair, and wondered what she had to talk to him about. Suddenly the doors open and instead of Rachel walking in it was Monica. He stood up and got nervous.
"We need to talk." Was the first thing she said to him, he nodded his head. She motioned for him to take a seat, he did so and she sat across from him.
"Look, we need to clear some stuff up. And I have to tell you some thing."
"Yeah."
"Okay, I live here with Ross and Rachel."
"Why? What happened with Richard." Chandler cringed when he said his name.
"Nothing, well… some thing but, I'm not getting into that yet."
"Why aren't you staying with your parents then?"
"Because they kicked me out. That's when Ross took me in."
"What do you mean?"
"The reason my parents kicked me out was, I found out that I was pregnant."
"I don't understand."
"Want to know why Ross is mad at you?" Chandler nodded his head. "I didn't marry Richard. Two months after the supposed wedding I found out I was pregnant, so Ross took me in. I had a boy, Zachary. He's four. Then Ross and Rachel got engaged, and she told Ross who the father was. He got mad and threatened to kick me out, but then Rachel stopped him. You see, I told Rachel in secrecy and well, you know Rachel." Chandler was shocked. He hadn't spoken and was hardly breathing, but Monica went on. "Zachary doesn't know his father and his father doesn't know about him…until know." Monica was looking at Chandler's shocked face. She had told him that the child he saw the other day was his.
"What didn't you marry him?" Chandler whispered.
"Because I was in love with some one else." Chandler looked up with tears in his eyes. She loved him, but does she love him still?
"I love you Chandler. I always have." She told him quietly. Yes, he thought. Rachel stood out side the doors listening as they talked. She was smiling, finally Monica could tell him that she loved him and that Zachary was his. She walked away from the door, smiling. After Rachel walked away, a figure approached the door. They listened for a minute then opened the door and walked in. Both Chandler and Monica turned towards the door, wondering who walked in, when Zachary emerged from behind a chair. He walked over to Monica and crawled into her lap. Chandler watched as Zachary made his self-comfortable In Monica's lap. He was amazed that this child was his son.
Monica looked up and saw Chandler looking at Zachary. She knew that he was feeling a little uncomfortable, so she decided to introduce them.
"Zachary, I would like you to meet an old friend of mommy's." Zachary looked at Chandler with the innocence he possessed. Once Zachary looked at Chandler, he immediately buried his head in his mother's shoulder.
"He's shy." Monica said. Chandler didn't reply, instead he observed the small boy. Monica turned her attention to the boy and asked him to please meet this man. He looked up again. Chandler and Zachary's eyes connected. Instantly Chandler loved him
"Hi." The small boy said to Chandler.
"Hi." Chandler said back. Monica smiled at this. Zachary was so much like his father, they were both shy to people they were nervous around, both had brown hair and blue eyes, though Rachel and Phoebe say he got them from her, even the way Zachary slept at night, he looked exactly like Chandler. The three of them talked for a while until Zack fell asleep in Monica's arms. The party had left and Ross and Rachel were picking up some of the mess with the maids. Ross noticed Monica leave the room that her and Chandler were talking in. He looked over to Rachel who was busy talking with one of the maids, then snuck into the room. Chandler looked up and noticed Ross walk in. He became nervous all over again.
"Can I ask you a question?" Ross asked. Chandler nodded. "Why her, why my little sister?" Chandler didn't know the answer. "You knew that she was getting married and still you did this to her. What were you thinking?" Chandler looked down ashamed of what he had done, but also knew he couldn't help himself, he loved her.
"I loved her." Chandler mumbled.
"What?"
"I loved her, I still do. I didn't do it on purpose, I just got this feeling when I was with her."
"Is that why you were coming over all the time to see her before her wedding?"
"Yes, I wanted to tell her to not marry Richard but to marry me. I could make her just as happy if not more. But then YOU said that she had been wanting this since she was eight and I just couldn't break up her dream, she was so close, I figured that at least she's happy, and that's what mattered."
"What about Zachary? Are you going to take responsibility for him? Or are you just going to run away?"
"He's my son, and I'm madly in love with his mother, what else do you want from me? To ask to marry your sister, because I will, if that's what it takes to get you to believe me that I never stopped loving her. Ever since our first kiss I subconsciously knew that she was for me." Ross stood there in the room silent. His former best friend was in love with his sister and was willing to accept to the fact that Zachary was, IS, his. Ross smiled slowly, then moved towards Chandler and hugged him.
"If you love her, then you can marry her." Ross said to him in the hug.
"Then I will." Chandler said pulling out of the hug. They heard the door opening again and saw Rachel and Monica standing in the doorway. They were both smiling. Chandler looked over at Ross, then walked over to Monica. He took her hands in his.
"Monica, I have loved you since, forever, I'm sorry for any trouble I have caused you, any pain that I have laid upon your heart, and I want you to know that I will be around forever." Chandler looked back at Ross and Rachel. They were smiling. Chandler gently led Monica out of the room, and into another. "Mon, you don't know how happy I am that we're. At least talking right now, and I wish that this could continue on forever. Mon, honey, will you marry me? I'm not afraid to ask you, nor am I afraid to marry you, I want to so badly. I want to live with you and our son. I would like to…have more children with you. What ever you want, I'll try my best to give you, I'll…" Monica covered his mouth with her hand to stop him from talking. Then kissed his lips softly. She hadn't felt those lips for four long years. She had tears in her eyes, she choked back a cry, then answered a soft 'yes'. Chandler was so overwhelmed with love and happiness, that he placed both hands on either side of her face and gently kissed her. He when he pulled back he leaned his forehead against hers as she cried in happiness. She kissed him again.
"I don't have a ring." Chandler told her. She smiled.
"I don't need one. I already have some thing that is proof of your love and willingness to marry me, he's upstairs sleeping." They kissed again.
"God I love you so much." Monica smiled at his venerability. Then replied:
"I love you too."
It was really late, Chandler and Monica were out side in the hall upstairs. Chandler had in his arms Zachary, asleep. His head was on Chandler's shoulder, facing away from Chandler's face. He was sound asleep. Rachel and Monica were busy pacing her things. Ross had made a trip down to the carriage to load some of Monica and Zachary's things. Once everything was loaded up they, Chandler, Monica and Zachary road off towards Chandler's mothers, where they were going tot stay for a while, until they found their own place to live.
Chandler and Monica were married a month later, after Chandler had moved back to New York. They now have three other children, Samuel, who was born ten months after Chandler and Monica were married, Julia, who was born three years after Samuel, and then there was Steven, who was born at 21.19 p.m. December 14 1900.
"Merry Christmas Chandler, and thank you for the best gifts ever."
So… what did you think? Good ending, bad… I liked it, but of course I'm the writer and I made it turn out the way I wanted it to. Please comment.
Did you get it, the Christmas gifts were:
Zachary, introducing the two: father and son
The proposal
And the children.
Corny?
Any ways thanks for reading my fics… and now off to finish the other series…
(The date was the date I actually FINISHED this, and the time was when I last wrote the line "Merry christmas chandler, and thank you for the best gifts ever." Plus it took place over one hundred years ago!) Get it? Got it? Good.
So long and happy holidays,
Luv
dabadoo