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Chapter two:
"Oh my god, Chandler, you ARE an ass," Monica said smiling, "It's your baby, you freak!"
Chandler stepped back, "Oh." He looked puzzled, "I am such a jerk."
"Where the hell did you go?" Monica said gasping.
"I went to Denver," Chandler said quietly. "You kicked me out, I-"
Monica interrupted, "we had a fight, I wasn't thinking. I was confused, I find out I'm pregnant, and you beat up a guy all in the same day."
Chandler was shocked, "I was so hurt, Mon. You have no idea."
Monica realised they were still standing in the hall, "Come in." She said walking into the apartment. She put one hand on her stomach, consciously.
Chandler looked at the decorations, "Rae's birthday."
Monica smiled, "You remembered."
"It's why I came," Chandler said walking around.
"Oh," Monica said hurt. "I thought you came back for me." She tried to laugh, "how selfish of me."
Chandler tried to ignore her, "Where is Rae?"
"With Joey and Phoebe," She said, sitting on the couch.
Chandler went to the fridge and pulled out a drink, "Can I get you anything?"
Monica stood up quickly, "You can't do that!"
Chandler looked at her confused and worried, "Do what? Get a drink?"
"Come back here, be all 'everything's okay now' and act all cool," Monica yelled.
Chandler tried not to raise his voice, "Are you blaming me? Mon, you kicked me out! You told me to leave!"
"I wasn't thinking right, at all!" Monica screamed.
"Well I thought you were, I left," Chandler said.
Monica lowered her voice, "Look, at least you could have told us where you went." She put her hands on the back of the couch, "You had your daughter thinking you were never coming home."
"I am home," Chandler said, hi eyes filled with tears.
"Are you?" Monica angrily said.
The door re-opened and Phoebe, Joey and Rae entered. As soon as they saw Chandler they stopped.
Phoebe was the first to speak, "Chandler, you're back."
Rae ran up to her dad and threw herself into his arms, "Daddy!" She screamed, "I missed you so much!"
Chandler held onto her tight, and picked her up, "I missed you, too. Happy birthday!"
She smiled and turned to her mom, "Mommy this is the best present ever!"
Monica smiled back then looked towards Phoebe and Joey who were exchanging hugs with Chandler. She quietly exited into the bedroom.
Chandler opened the bedroom door and walked in, he closed the door. Monica was lying on the bed.
"Did you put her to bed?" Monica asked immediately.
"I did," Chandler said.
"Good, she missed kissing you good night," Monica, told him, sitting up.
"I know, she said," Chandler said.
"I've had to do it alone for five months," Monica, hurt, told him.
"We should talk," Chandler said. "I think it's evident that you are no longer mad at me for the reasons you were when I left."
"I wasn't mad, I was confused," Monica corrected, not looking at him.
"Okay," Chandler said, sitting on the bed next to her. "Do you want me to live somewhere else in New York?"
Monica looked him in the eyes; "I think you should move in with Joey for now."
"How do we explain to Rae?" He asked.
"She still thinks you were on a business trip," Monica said. Chandler nodded. Monica continued, "Just live here, Chandler, stay on the couch, okay?"
"Okay," Chandler said, and smiled.
Monica hugged him, "I was worried. You know?"
"I know, I was worried about all you, I tell you, I never expected to turn up and see you pregnant," Chandler told her.
"If I had have known where you were, I'd have told you," Monica said. She looked lovingly into his eyes.
"Don't do that, Mon," Chandler said looking away.
"What?" She said.
"Look at me like you still fell that way," Chandler said. "I know how much I hurt you, and I can't tell you how much pain I've had myself."
"Okay," Monica whispered. He kissed her forehead. "Chandler, do you still love me?" She hadn't meant to sound so needy.
"I don't love you like I did," he hadn't meant to sound so sure.
"Same with me," Monica said quietly. "I mean we've been together for so-"
Chandler held his hand up. "I'll see you in the morning, Monica. Sleep well."
"Good night."
Six days later, and things had been awkward. Rae believed her dad and mom were still together and everything was fine. She didn't understand. Chandler slept on the couch and Monica and him were on speaking terms.
She was lying on the couch when he came in, "Okay, so I've got everything wrapped up in Denver, I officially live here again."
"Good," she said putting her book down, she politely smiled.
"So, I was thinking what we were going to do when the new baby is born," Chandler began.
"How do you do it?" Monica asked.
"Do what?" He asked confused.
"Be so Chandler," she began, smiling, "I don't understand, you go away for like ever, you come home and everything is easy and seems right, then I think, how messed up was I for five months?"
Chandler walked over to her, "Sorry, does it bug you?"
"No," she said confused, "It seems right again."
She opened her book again; he said to her, "So when they baby comes in four short months, then where are you or I going to live?"
She didn't look up, "Here."
"Here? There's no room for everyone here," Chandler said.
"Then somewhere else," Monica told him. She put down her book again, "You have change, Mr. Bing." She half smiled and stood up. "You have become so outgoing, not at all nervous or self conscious."
Chandler smiled back, "I see."
"It's a new side of you, it really is," Monica folded her arms.
"Does it turn you on, Mrs. Bing?" Chandler asked, grinning. Monica glanced away from him, nervously. "What?" He asked concerned.
"I've not let anyone call me Mrs. Bing for like four months now," She told him.
Chandler froze, "I'm sorry, I'm being flirtatious with my separated five month pregnant, wife."
"Sounds like something for a cheesy afternoon talk show," Monica said.
"Yes it does."
Monica walked into the kitchen and started making lunch; "Rae will be back from Ross' soon, I'm going to make her lunch, hungry?"
"Sure, I guess," Chandler, said, becoming nervous and self-conscious. He sat down, "So, I remember when you were pregnant with Rae when you were five months pregnant we picked out baby names, so I thought we could do that."
"Well I kind of already thought of names," Monica told him.
"Oh," Chandler said dejected.
"But, now the father is back, maybe we can think of some other ones."
Chandler thought for a moment, "How about James if it's a boy,"
"It's not a boy," Monica told him.
"What?" Chandler was shocked, "You know, last time we kept it a secret until the baby was born."
"Yeah, but I wanted to know what colour of stuff to buy," Monica said quickly.
"That's a lie!" Chandler said.
"Okay, so I was scared," Monica, hush, said.
"Scared of what, Mon?" Chandler asked.
Monica's eyes filled with tears, "that you'd never come back and I'd be raising a Chandler junior." She sighed, "that I'd be raising a boy whose only male influences came from Ross and Joey."
"And you were relieved it was a girl?" Chandler asked. Monica nodded. Chandler went on, "Okay, well we're having another girl, what about buying a crib, I know we did that when you were five months pregnant."
Monica sighed, "Chandler I bought a crib two weeks ago, a new one."
"I should have been here," Chandler said and lightly hit himself on the head. Monica turned back to making lunch.
"Good evening," Monica said as she entered the apartment the next day and found Chandler and Rae sitting at the table.
"How was your walk?" Chandler asked.
"Helps me sleep," Monica told him, knowing he wondered why she took half an hour walks daily.
Rae smiled, "Mommy, Daddy made me supper."
"Yeah, you want some, Mon?" Chandler asked. "I made potatoes, corn on the cob and rice."
"Uh, sure," Monica said a little taken back. She sat down at the table as Chandler put a plate in front of her.
"Eat up, you're eating for two," Chandler smiled and went back to his own meal.
"Where did you ever learn to cook?" Monica asked.
"I learned how to cook in Denver," Chandler said not looking away from his meal.
Rae leaned over to pick up her napkin and accidentally tipped over her milk. "Oh no," she said miserably.
Monica started to get up, "Let me wipe it up, honey."
Chandler stopped her "Don't worry, I'll do it." She got a cloth and started wiping it up.
Rae looked at herself and shook her head "I spilled it on my overalls."
Monica shook her head, "I forgot to do laundry; you'll have to go put on your pyjamas."
"Don't worry, Mon," Chandler said, "I did a load this afternoon." He turned to Rae, "Go put on your green pants, they're clean." He said this and kissed her head. Rae got up and went into her room.
Chandler sat back down and Monica looked at him astonished, "Chandler, I'm amazed. You really have changed."
Chandler smiled, "Why thank you." He started eating again. "Oh, I looked at a couple of apartments today, so maybe I can get out of your way soon."
Monica stopped smiling, "Oh, well-"
"And they were all in the neighbourhood so I can be around the kids a lot."
Monica panicked, "Chandler, don't go."
"I'm not going anywhere," Chandler said, "I'll be so close." He smiled, "Don't worry."
Two weeks later, Monica opened the door to the apartment and smiled when Chandler stood behind it.
"Hey, is she ready?" He asked pleasantly.
"She is just packing her swim suit, she's been running around since 6:30 this morning," Monica told him, rolling her eyes.
"Ah, I see, well if you were going to Lake George waterslides, with Joey and I, I think you'd be excited too," he said, following her into the apartment.
"Oh, you have no idea," Monica said sarcastically. "She's in her room, give her a moment."
"Thanks for letting me take her for the day," Chandler said.
Monica went to the couch and lay down, closing her eyes she said, "I can relax and that's all that matters. Are you sure it's safe taking Phoebe's cab?"
"I'm sure," Chandler laughed, "Hey, why don't you come?"
Monica opened her eyes, "I'm six and a half months pregnant."
Rae entered from her room, "Hey Daddy, I am so excited!"
"I heard," said Chandler as she ran up to him, "I'm trying to get mom to come."
"Oh, Mommy! Come with us!" Rae begged.
Monica stood up, "I'm so going to be regretting this in two hours," she said as she went into her room, "let me get my stuff."
"So this is fun," Chandler said as he walked up to where Monica sat. Rae sat a few feet in front of them and played in the water with Joey.
"It is," Monica said, surprised.
"I'm glad I came back," Chandler said wistfully.
"As am I," Monica said putting her hand on his.
He lightly held onto it, "Want something to eat?"
Monica shook her head, "I'm good, thanks."
"Rae, you hungry?" Chandler called to their daughter. He got up and went over to her.
"No, I'm not," Rae said.
Joey looked up at Chandler, "I am." Monica watched as the three of them went off to get some food.
Monica sat for a moment when a man walked up to her.
"Hi, Monica?" The man said.
"Yeah, do I know you?" She asked.
"Uh, I'm Greg, remember me?" He said sitting down next to her. "I can't believe you're here, and - and - you're pregnant."
"Oh, yeah, you were drunk, and my husband beat you up," she said.
Greg smiled, "Yeah, that was me." He looked around cautiously, "Is Chandler here?"
"Yeah well he's gone to get food, with our friend Joey, he won't be back for a while," Monica told him.
"I really did want to apologize," Greg said nicely, "But then when I saw your husband and realised I knew him-"
Monica paused, "What? Back up, you knew Chandler?"
"Yeah, he didn't tell you?" Greg said confused.
"Well, no," Monica said a little upset.
"Yeah, I went to university with Chandler, I'm not surprised he punched me after he found out I kissed his wife, after what happened before," Greg said frowning. "Chandler's girlfriend in university was a real nice girl, and she was a- a- virgin. Chandler really loved her I'm sure, I barely knew the guy; his girlfriend was in one of my classes. Well, anyway, we ended up getting really drunk one night and sleeping with me. I'm not too good with alcohol. Chandler was so mad; he just stopped talking to anyone. Well except that geeky dinosaur guy."
Monica was speechless, "I never knew that."
Greg stood up, "Well, I was so angry when he punched me, and afterwards I felt bad."
Monica looked at him, with hurt in her eyes, "We broke up because of that fight. You broke us up."
Greg started to walk away, "I'm sorry for everything."
After he left, Monica sat in silence feeling guilty, Chandler hadn't told her; he wanted to keep it a secret. Maybe he wanted to protect her. He had said that, he had said, "Mon, I was protecting you." And she had kicked him out.
Monica was seated on the couch next to Chandler. Rae had gone to bed. Monica hadn't told him she'd seen Greg.
Chandler smiled, "I'm going to head home, I think."
"Take care," he said and kissed her forehead; then he kissed her stomach, "Take care little baby girl."
As he got up, Monica put out her hand so he'd sit back down, "Chandler, wait."
Chandler stayed seated, "What's the matter?"
"I saw Greg today," Monica said, Chandler didn't say anything. "He told me about your girlfriend in University."
Chandler hesitated, then said, "And?"
"And I realised why you acted the way you did, you thought he was going to come back into your life and ruin everything." Monica told him.
"Mon, I didn't want to lose you, I told you that I was scared," Chandler turned and looked deeply into her eyes. "It's been a long day, Mon, you should go to bed."
Monica's eyes filled with tears, "Do you really not love me anymore Chandler? Are you going to walk out that door and pretend you don't?"
Chandler looked away from her, "Monica, I never stopped loving you, but things changed and now I'm not sure, but I like it better as us being friends."
"Chandler, we're married," Monica told him, "We have a daughter." She sniffled, "These past few weeks I've been more in love with you than I ever was before. They way you made supper and cleaned up the milk, the way you were so passionate about naming the baby, and they way ever since you found out it was a girl you've been buying all sorts of pink baby clothing."
Chandler looked at her puzzled, "How did you know about the pink clothing?"
"Rae told me," Monica smiled.
Chandler sighed, "Monica, I'm not sure, okay?"
Monica leaned back, "I screwed up, I know, but when you're sure, come tell me, okay?" Then she leaned in and kissed him passionately, and held the kiss for a moment, before getting up, walking into her room and shutting the door.
TO BE CONTINUED
megz@attcanada.ca
Sorry if this seems rushed, or whatever, I just like to keep it to the point and not make you read lonnng, boring scenes.
Chapter two:
"Oh my god, Chandler, you ARE an ass," Monica said smiling, "It's your baby, you freak!"
Chandler stepped back, "Oh." He looked puzzled, "I am such a jerk."
"Where the hell did you go?" Monica said gasping.
"I went to Denver," Chandler said quietly. "You kicked me out, I-"
Monica interrupted, "we had a fight, I wasn't thinking. I was confused, I find out I'm pregnant, and you beat up a guy all in the same day."
Chandler was shocked, "I was so hurt, Mon. You have no idea."
Monica realised they were still standing in the hall, "Come in." She said walking into the apartment. She put one hand on her stomach, consciously.
Chandler looked at the decorations, "Rae's birthday."
Monica smiled, "You remembered."
"It's why I came," Chandler said walking around.
"Oh," Monica said hurt. "I thought you came back for me." She tried to laugh, "how selfish of me."
Chandler tried to ignore her, "Where is Rae?"
"With Joey and Phoebe," She said, sitting on the couch.
Chandler went to the fridge and pulled out a drink, "Can I get you anything?"
Monica stood up quickly, "You can't do that!"
Chandler looked at her confused and worried, "Do what? Get a drink?"
"Come back here, be all 'everything's okay now' and act all cool," Monica yelled.
Chandler tried not to raise his voice, "Are you blaming me? Mon, you kicked me out! You told me to leave!"
"I wasn't thinking right, at all!" Monica screamed.
"Well I thought you were, I left," Chandler said.
Monica lowered her voice, "Look, at least you could have told us where you went." She put her hands on the back of the couch, "You had your daughter thinking you were never coming home."
"I am home," Chandler said, hi eyes filled with tears.
"Are you?" Monica angrily said.
The door re-opened and Phoebe, Joey and Rae entered. As soon as they saw Chandler they stopped.
Phoebe was the first to speak, "Chandler, you're back."
Rae ran up to her dad and threw herself into his arms, "Daddy!" She screamed, "I missed you so much!"
Chandler held onto her tight, and picked her up, "I missed you, too. Happy birthday!"
She smiled and turned to her mom, "Mommy this is the best present ever!"
Monica smiled back then looked towards Phoebe and Joey who were exchanging hugs with Chandler. She quietly exited into the bedroom.
Chandler opened the bedroom door and walked in, he closed the door. Monica was lying on the bed.
"Did you put her to bed?" Monica asked immediately.
"I did," Chandler said.
"Good, she missed kissing you good night," Monica, told him, sitting up.
"I know, she said," Chandler said.
"I've had to do it alone for five months," Monica, hurt, told him.
"We should talk," Chandler said. "I think it's evident that you are no longer mad at me for the reasons you were when I left."
"I wasn't mad, I was confused," Monica corrected, not looking at him.
"Okay," Chandler said, sitting on the bed next to her. "Do you want me to live somewhere else in New York?"
Monica looked him in the eyes; "I think you should move in with Joey for now."
"How do we explain to Rae?" He asked.
"She still thinks you were on a business trip," Monica said. Chandler nodded. Monica continued, "Just live here, Chandler, stay on the couch, okay?"
"Okay," Chandler said, and smiled.
Monica hugged him, "I was worried. You know?"
"I know, I was worried about all you, I tell you, I never expected to turn up and see you pregnant," Chandler told her.
"If I had have known where you were, I'd have told you," Monica said. She looked lovingly into his eyes.
"Don't do that, Mon," Chandler said looking away.
"What?" She said.
"Look at me like you still fell that way," Chandler said. "I know how much I hurt you, and I can't tell you how much pain I've had myself."
"Okay," Monica whispered. He kissed her forehead. "Chandler, do you still love me?" She hadn't meant to sound so needy.
"I don't love you like I did," he hadn't meant to sound so sure.
"Same with me," Monica said quietly. "I mean we've been together for so-"
Chandler held his hand up. "I'll see you in the morning, Monica. Sleep well."
"Good night."
Six days later, and things had been awkward. Rae believed her dad and mom were still together and everything was fine. She didn't understand. Chandler slept on the couch and Monica and him were on speaking terms.
She was lying on the couch when he came in, "Okay, so I've got everything wrapped up in Denver, I officially live here again."
"Good," she said putting her book down, she politely smiled.
"So, I was thinking what we were going to do when the new baby is born," Chandler began.
"How do you do it?" Monica asked.
"Do what?" He asked confused.
"Be so Chandler," she began, smiling, "I don't understand, you go away for like ever, you come home and everything is easy and seems right, then I think, how messed up was I for five months?"
Chandler walked over to her, "Sorry, does it bug you?"
"No," she said confused, "It seems right again."
She opened her book again; he said to her, "So when they baby comes in four short months, then where are you or I going to live?"
She didn't look up, "Here."
"Here? There's no room for everyone here," Chandler said.
"Then somewhere else," Monica told him. She put down her book again, "You have change, Mr. Bing." She half smiled and stood up. "You have become so outgoing, not at all nervous or self conscious."
Chandler smiled back, "I see."
"It's a new side of you, it really is," Monica folded her arms.
"Does it turn you on, Mrs. Bing?" Chandler asked, grinning. Monica glanced away from him, nervously. "What?" He asked concerned.
"I've not let anyone call me Mrs. Bing for like four months now," She told him.
Chandler froze, "I'm sorry, I'm being flirtatious with my separated five month pregnant, wife."
"Sounds like something for a cheesy afternoon talk show," Monica said.
"Yes it does."
Monica walked into the kitchen and started making lunch; "Rae will be back from Ross' soon, I'm going to make her lunch, hungry?"
"Sure, I guess," Chandler, said, becoming nervous and self-conscious. He sat down, "So, I remember when you were pregnant with Rae when you were five months pregnant we picked out baby names, so I thought we could do that."
"Well I kind of already thought of names," Monica told him.
"Oh," Chandler said dejected.
"But, now the father is back, maybe we can think of some other ones."
Chandler thought for a moment, "How about James if it's a boy,"
"It's not a boy," Monica told him.
"What?" Chandler was shocked, "You know, last time we kept it a secret until the baby was born."
"Yeah, but I wanted to know what colour of stuff to buy," Monica said quickly.
"That's a lie!" Chandler said.
"Okay, so I was scared," Monica, hush, said.
"Scared of what, Mon?" Chandler asked.
Monica's eyes filled with tears, "that you'd never come back and I'd be raising a Chandler junior." She sighed, "that I'd be raising a boy whose only male influences came from Ross and Joey."
"And you were relieved it was a girl?" Chandler asked. Monica nodded. Chandler went on, "Okay, well we're having another girl, what about buying a crib, I know we did that when you were five months pregnant."
Monica sighed, "Chandler I bought a crib two weeks ago, a new one."
"I should have been here," Chandler said and lightly hit himself on the head. Monica turned back to making lunch.
"Good evening," Monica said as she entered the apartment the next day and found Chandler and Rae sitting at the table.
"How was your walk?" Chandler asked.
"Helps me sleep," Monica told him, knowing he wondered why she took half an hour walks daily.
Rae smiled, "Mommy, Daddy made me supper."
"Yeah, you want some, Mon?" Chandler asked. "I made potatoes, corn on the cob and rice."
"Uh, sure," Monica said a little taken back. She sat down at the table as Chandler put a plate in front of her.
"Eat up, you're eating for two," Chandler smiled and went back to his own meal.
"Where did you ever learn to cook?" Monica asked.
"I learned how to cook in Denver," Chandler said not looking away from his meal.
Rae leaned over to pick up her napkin and accidentally tipped over her milk. "Oh no," she said miserably.
Monica started to get up, "Let me wipe it up, honey."
Chandler stopped her "Don't worry, I'll do it." She got a cloth and started wiping it up.
Rae looked at herself and shook her head "I spilled it on my overalls."
Monica shook her head, "I forgot to do laundry; you'll have to go put on your pyjamas."
"Don't worry, Mon," Chandler said, "I did a load this afternoon." He turned to Rae, "Go put on your green pants, they're clean." He said this and kissed her head. Rae got up and went into her room.
Chandler sat back down and Monica looked at him astonished, "Chandler, I'm amazed. You really have changed."
Chandler smiled, "Why thank you." He started eating again. "Oh, I looked at a couple of apartments today, so maybe I can get out of your way soon."
Monica stopped smiling, "Oh, well-"
"And they were all in the neighbourhood so I can be around the kids a lot."
Monica panicked, "Chandler, don't go."
"I'm not going anywhere," Chandler said, "I'll be so close." He smiled, "Don't worry."
Two weeks later, Monica opened the door to the apartment and smiled when Chandler stood behind it.
"Hey, is she ready?" He asked pleasantly.
"She is just packing her swim suit, she's been running around since 6:30 this morning," Monica told him, rolling her eyes.
"Ah, I see, well if you were going to Lake George waterslides, with Joey and I, I think you'd be excited too," he said, following her into the apartment.
"Oh, you have no idea," Monica said sarcastically. "She's in her room, give her a moment."
"Thanks for letting me take her for the day," Chandler said.
Monica went to the couch and lay down, closing her eyes she said, "I can relax and that's all that matters. Are you sure it's safe taking Phoebe's cab?"
"I'm sure," Chandler laughed, "Hey, why don't you come?"
Monica opened her eyes, "I'm six and a half months pregnant."
Rae entered from her room, "Hey Daddy, I am so excited!"
"I heard," said Chandler as she ran up to him, "I'm trying to get mom to come."
"Oh, Mommy! Come with us!" Rae begged.
Monica stood up, "I'm so going to be regretting this in two hours," she said as she went into her room, "let me get my stuff."
"So this is fun," Chandler said as he walked up to where Monica sat. Rae sat a few feet in front of them and played in the water with Joey.
"It is," Monica said, surprised.
"I'm glad I came back," Chandler said wistfully.
"As am I," Monica said putting her hand on his.
He lightly held onto it, "Want something to eat?"
Monica shook her head, "I'm good, thanks."
"Rae, you hungry?" Chandler called to their daughter. He got up and went over to her.
"No, I'm not," Rae said.
Joey looked up at Chandler, "I am." Monica watched as the three of them went off to get some food.
Monica sat for a moment when a man walked up to her.
"Hi, Monica?" The man said.
"Yeah, do I know you?" She asked.
"Uh, I'm Greg, remember me?" He said sitting down next to her. "I can't believe you're here, and - and - you're pregnant."
"Oh, yeah, you were drunk, and my husband beat you up," she said.
Greg smiled, "Yeah, that was me." He looked around cautiously, "Is Chandler here?"
"Yeah well he's gone to get food, with our friend Joey, he won't be back for a while," Monica told him.
"I really did want to apologize," Greg said nicely, "But then when I saw your husband and realised I knew him-"
Monica paused, "What? Back up, you knew Chandler?"
"Yeah, he didn't tell you?" Greg said confused.
"Well, no," Monica said a little upset.
"Yeah, I went to university with Chandler, I'm not surprised he punched me after he found out I kissed his wife, after what happened before," Greg said frowning. "Chandler's girlfriend in university was a real nice girl, and she was a- a- virgin. Chandler really loved her I'm sure, I barely knew the guy; his girlfriend was in one of my classes. Well, anyway, we ended up getting really drunk one night and sleeping with me. I'm not too good with alcohol. Chandler was so mad; he just stopped talking to anyone. Well except that geeky dinosaur guy."
Monica was speechless, "I never knew that."
Greg stood up, "Well, I was so angry when he punched me, and afterwards I felt bad."
Monica looked at him, with hurt in her eyes, "We broke up because of that fight. You broke us up."
Greg started to walk away, "I'm sorry for everything."
After he left, Monica sat in silence feeling guilty, Chandler hadn't told her; he wanted to keep it a secret. Maybe he wanted to protect her. He had said that, he had said, "Mon, I was protecting you." And she had kicked him out.
Monica was seated on the couch next to Chandler. Rae had gone to bed. Monica hadn't told him she'd seen Greg.
Chandler smiled, "I'm going to head home, I think."
"Take care," he said and kissed her forehead; then he kissed her stomach, "Take care little baby girl."
As he got up, Monica put out her hand so he'd sit back down, "Chandler, wait."
Chandler stayed seated, "What's the matter?"
"I saw Greg today," Monica said, Chandler didn't say anything. "He told me about your girlfriend in University."
Chandler hesitated, then said, "And?"
"And I realised why you acted the way you did, you thought he was going to come back into your life and ruin everything." Monica told him.
"Mon, I didn't want to lose you, I told you that I was scared," Chandler turned and looked deeply into her eyes. "It's been a long day, Mon, you should go to bed."
Monica's eyes filled with tears, "Do you really not love me anymore Chandler? Are you going to walk out that door and pretend you don't?"
Chandler looked away from her, "Monica, I never stopped loving you, but things changed and now I'm not sure, but I like it better as us being friends."
"Chandler, we're married," Monica told him, "We have a daughter." She sniffled, "These past few weeks I've been more in love with you than I ever was before. They way you made supper and cleaned up the milk, the way you were so passionate about naming the baby, and they way ever since you found out it was a girl you've been buying all sorts of pink baby clothing."
Chandler looked at her puzzled, "How did you know about the pink clothing?"
"Rae told me," Monica smiled.
Chandler sighed, "Monica, I'm not sure, okay?"
Monica leaned back, "I screwed up, I know, but when you're sure, come tell me, okay?" Then she leaned in and kissed him passionately, and held the kiss for a moment, before getting up, walking into her room and shutting the door.
TO BE CONTINUED
megz@attcanada.ca
Sorry if this seems rushed, or whatever, I just like to keep it to the point and not make you read lonnng, boring scenes.