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Chapter 3:
In Somebody's Company
Rachel sat on the couch in Chandler's apartment. Rae was at the table eating lunch.
Chandler handed Rachel a plate.
Rachel turned to Chandler, "So, what's going on with you and Monica?"
Chandler looked at her funny, "What do you mean?"
"Well, you disappeared, you come back, you live together, then you move out, and for the past three months you've spent like every waking moment together and she's eight and a half months pregnant with your child." Rachel said with concern. "It's like the two of you have forgotten that you're married."
Chandler shrugged, "I don't know, I mean we've talked about giving it another shot, but with all that's been going on, we've decided to wait until our daughter is born."
Rachel sighed loudly, "Okay, I understand."
Joey entered the apartment, "Hey guys, I brought beer," he said, handing Chandler a six-pack.
Chandler stared at him in disbelief, "Joey, we're not going to be drinking beer, Rae's here."
Rae walked over to them, "Guys, what time is it?"
Rachel looked at her watch, "It's six-thirty, why, kid?"
Rae jumped on the couch, "My show is on."
Chandler put his arm around her, "You have a show?"
Rae nodded, "Yeah it's on every day at six-thirty."
"What's it called?" Rachel asked, grinning.
"I don't know," Rae said.
Joey let out a sigh of disappointment, "Can I have one then?"
Chandler took the beer out of Joey's hand, "No, no drinking with Rae here."
"We used to all the time," Joey whined.
"Well, that was before," Chandler told him, "Before I was a responsible father." The phone rang; Joey went and sat with Rachel and Rae.
Chandler went over and picked it up, "Hello?"
Monica's voice came through the other line, "Hey, it's me."
Chandler said, "What's up?"
Monica didn't sound good; "I'm alone, pregnant, and hungry."
Chandler frowned, "I thought you were going to spend the night with Ross."
"I was," she groaned, "But Ross had a teachers meeting emergency thing."
Chandler pulled the phone away from his ear, "Rachel, Joe, will you guys stay with Rae for a while?"
Rachel didn't take her eyes of the screen, "Sure, this is a good show." Joey nodded.
Chandler spoke back into the phone, "I'm coming over."
Monica objected, "You don't have to; what about Rae?"
"Yes, I do, and Rachel and Joey are here. See you soon."
Chandler entered the apartment and Monica was seated at the table.
"Hi," she said, looking guilty. "I'm sorry you had to come over, I just can't seem to do anything for myself."
Chandler patted her head, "Don't worry, I'll make you something to eat."
"It seemed so much easier last time," Monica said quickly.
"Maybe because I was here all the time, to serve you," Chandler laughed.
Monica smiled, "Yeah, I guess so."
Chandler stopped what he was doing and turned back to Monica, "I give up."
Monica nodded, "Okay, you don't have to make me anything."
Chandler exhaled, and spoke, "No, I mean, I pretend like everything is cool, but I give up, I don't want to not be here for you. It's absolutely ridiculous, I was talking to Rachel and she asked-"
Monica interrupted and stood up, "It is ridiculous. I give up, too." Chandler walked up to her and put his arms around her.
She returned the hug, and he said, "I want to get back together, I want to move back in, and I want things to be like they were."
Monica started to cry, "It was all a mistake in the first place with that asshole Greg."
Chandler pulled her in closer, she rested her head on his shoulder, "I know, Mon, I'll move back in." He kissed her lightly.
She smiled, "Oh isn't this terribly romantic."
"I know, with your stomach sticking out a foot in front of you," Chandler teased.
"Well I am carrying your child," Monica told him, emphasizing 'your'.
Chandler started speaking again, "I mean with the pyjamas and the fancy hair bun you've got going, and the-"
Monica interrupted and gasped, "Chandler."
Chandler kept talking, "Let me finish, with the slippers and your housecoat, then there's me-"
Monica tightly grasped his arm, "No, wait."
Chandler ignored her, "With the pizza sauce on my shirt, from making lunch for Rae."
Monica tightened her hold on Chandler and he turned and looked at her, "What?" he asked.
"Chandler," she gasped, "I think I just had a contraction."
"What?" Chandler stepped back.
"Baby," was all Monica could say.
"But your due date isn't for two weeks," Chandler yelled.
Monica leaned back on the couch, "I know! God, Chandler!" She smacked his arm lightly. "Don't just stand there, do something."
"Like?" Chandler asked confused.
"Like, get Rachel here now," Monica yelled.
"What a disappointment," Monica said sitting in the cab.
Rachel sighed, sitting next to her, and patted Monica's knee, "Don't worry, honey, she'll come soon."
Chandler nodded, "Yeah, you don't worry." He looked at Monica and she smiled back.
Rachel looked at her watch, "It's 5:30 right?"
"Yeah, why?" Chandler asked.
"Then the super market will still be open, I need milk, and Joey will want more beer," Rachel said. Then she spoke to the cab driver, "Hey, drop me off at that store over there."
After Rachel got out, Monica put her hand on Chandler's and he held it.
"So where are we?" Monica asked.
Chandler knew what she meant but he smiled and said, "About three blocks away from home."
"You're funny," she sarcastically said grinning.
The cab driver groaned, "Damn construction. Sorry folks, there's going to be a delay, seems this street's all blocked off."
Chandler looked around, "Well we've got to get home, or else Joey will fall asleep and Rae could get into some trouble. He took her home over an hour ago."
"We should have called Ross,' Monica muttered.
Chandler turned back to Monica, "Can we walk?"
"Chandler, have you seen how pregnant I am?" Monica asked in disbelief.
"Come on, it'll take us ten minutes," Chandler said. She sighed and he paid the cab driver and they got out of the cab.
Walking along the street, Chandler held onto Monica's hand. "Chandler, are we back together?"
Chandler smiled, "I think so." He leaned in and kissed her lightly.
"I feel like a 16 year old," Monica smiled.
Chandler laughed, "Me too."
"A fat, pregnant 16 year old," Monica said, then added, "I weighed twice this much when I was 16."
Chandler laughed and put his arm around her.
Rae slammed the door and sat on the couch. She made a loud noise of anger. She was now sixteen. Monica came down the stairs of their three-bedroom home and folded her arms.
"What's going on, Rae?" Monica asked confused.
"I hate people!" Rae screamed at the top of her lungs.
Monica sat on the couch next to her daughter, "Care to elaborate, or keep me guessing what happened?"
"Daniel, well he said we should go bowling together on Tuesday," Rae started.
"Bowling?" Monica asked, knowing how much Rae hated bowling.
"Yeah, and then I was so happy, but then I saw him asking this slut, Jan, out to the movies for Tuesday, too," Rae stood up and kicked the couch.
Monica smiled, "Honey, so what, guys are jerks. Exactly why I didn't have any sons."
Rae could help but smile, "Oh, Mom, you are so lame." She sat back down and leaned back, "One day I'm going to find a real cool guy, someone who will stay with me forever. Like you and Dad."
"Ha," Monica said, "Dad wasn't always there."
"What?" Rae asked shocked.
"Well, your father once took off for five months when you were four. I was pregnant with your sister," Monica told her.
"I don't remember that," Rae said perplexed.
"Don't tell Jackie," Monica told her, "She'd be devastated."
"Yeah she does overreact too much, but hell, she's eleven," Rae rolled her eyes. "Remember when Dad mowed over her Barbie?"
"Don't say hell," Monica said, standing up.
"Dad says it, so does Joey, a lot, and I'm sixteen," Rae argued.
Jackie came through the front door, followed by Chandler, "Hi Mom. Hi Rae," she said.
"Hey guys," Monica said.
Chandler slumped into the couch, next to Rae, "Long, boring day at work."
"What's new? All days are long and boring," Rae said.
Jackie walked up to her mom, "Mom, can I buy some high heels like Rae's?"
Rae lightly hit her sister's arm, "Copycat."
"Butt wipe," Jackie came back.
"Kids, what the hell are you fighting about?" Chandler said.
"See mom, he says 'hell' all the time," Rae said. Then she got up and went into the kitchen, "Hey, Copycat, you want a snack, I'm making something." Rae told her sister, who followed her off into the kitchen.
Monica smiled and Chandler put his arm around her, "Hey, honey," she said.
"Hi, sweetie," he said. "I got you a present." He handed her an envelope.
She opened it, "A weekend getaway for four to Lake George."
"Remember we went when you were pregnant with Jackie?" Chandler said.
"I do, that's when I fell in love with you all over again," Monica told him. She kissed him passionately, "Thanks. I can't wait to take the girls again. This time, without Joey?"
Returning this kiss, he flirtatiously said, "Now that's the reaction I wanted."
THE END
Chapter 3:
In Somebody's Company
Rachel sat on the couch in Chandler's apartment. Rae was at the table eating lunch.
Chandler handed Rachel a plate.
Rachel turned to Chandler, "So, what's going on with you and Monica?"
Chandler looked at her funny, "What do you mean?"
"Well, you disappeared, you come back, you live together, then you move out, and for the past three months you've spent like every waking moment together and she's eight and a half months pregnant with your child." Rachel said with concern. "It's like the two of you have forgotten that you're married."
Chandler shrugged, "I don't know, I mean we've talked about giving it another shot, but with all that's been going on, we've decided to wait until our daughter is born."
Rachel sighed loudly, "Okay, I understand."
Joey entered the apartment, "Hey guys, I brought beer," he said, handing Chandler a six-pack.
Chandler stared at him in disbelief, "Joey, we're not going to be drinking beer, Rae's here."
Rae walked over to them, "Guys, what time is it?"
Rachel looked at her watch, "It's six-thirty, why, kid?"
Rae jumped on the couch, "My show is on."
Chandler put his arm around her, "You have a show?"
Rae nodded, "Yeah it's on every day at six-thirty."
"What's it called?" Rachel asked, grinning.
"I don't know," Rae said.
Joey let out a sigh of disappointment, "Can I have one then?"
Chandler took the beer out of Joey's hand, "No, no drinking with Rae here."
"We used to all the time," Joey whined.
"Well, that was before," Chandler told him, "Before I was a responsible father." The phone rang; Joey went and sat with Rachel and Rae.
Chandler went over and picked it up, "Hello?"
Monica's voice came through the other line, "Hey, it's me."
Chandler said, "What's up?"
Monica didn't sound good; "I'm alone, pregnant, and hungry."
Chandler frowned, "I thought you were going to spend the night with Ross."
"I was," she groaned, "But Ross had a teachers meeting emergency thing."
Chandler pulled the phone away from his ear, "Rachel, Joe, will you guys stay with Rae for a while?"
Rachel didn't take her eyes of the screen, "Sure, this is a good show." Joey nodded.
Chandler spoke back into the phone, "I'm coming over."
Monica objected, "You don't have to; what about Rae?"
"Yes, I do, and Rachel and Joey are here. See you soon."
Chandler entered the apartment and Monica was seated at the table.
"Hi," she said, looking guilty. "I'm sorry you had to come over, I just can't seem to do anything for myself."
Chandler patted her head, "Don't worry, I'll make you something to eat."
"It seemed so much easier last time," Monica said quickly.
"Maybe because I was here all the time, to serve you," Chandler laughed.
Monica smiled, "Yeah, I guess so."
Chandler stopped what he was doing and turned back to Monica, "I give up."
Monica nodded, "Okay, you don't have to make me anything."
Chandler exhaled, and spoke, "No, I mean, I pretend like everything is cool, but I give up, I don't want to not be here for you. It's absolutely ridiculous, I was talking to Rachel and she asked-"
Monica interrupted and stood up, "It is ridiculous. I give up, too." Chandler walked up to her and put his arms around her.
She returned the hug, and he said, "I want to get back together, I want to move back in, and I want things to be like they were."
Monica started to cry, "It was all a mistake in the first place with that asshole Greg."
Chandler pulled her in closer, she rested her head on his shoulder, "I know, Mon, I'll move back in." He kissed her lightly.
She smiled, "Oh isn't this terribly romantic."
"I know, with your stomach sticking out a foot in front of you," Chandler teased.
"Well I am carrying your child," Monica told him, emphasizing 'your'.
Chandler started speaking again, "I mean with the pyjamas and the fancy hair bun you've got going, and the-"
Monica interrupted and gasped, "Chandler."
Chandler kept talking, "Let me finish, with the slippers and your housecoat, then there's me-"
Monica tightly grasped his arm, "No, wait."
Chandler ignored her, "With the pizza sauce on my shirt, from making lunch for Rae."
Monica tightened her hold on Chandler and he turned and looked at her, "What?" he asked.
"Chandler," she gasped, "I think I just had a contraction."
"What?" Chandler stepped back.
"Baby," was all Monica could say.
"But your due date isn't for two weeks," Chandler yelled.
Monica leaned back on the couch, "I know! God, Chandler!" She smacked his arm lightly. "Don't just stand there, do something."
"Like?" Chandler asked confused.
"Like, get Rachel here now," Monica yelled.
"What a disappointment," Monica said sitting in the cab.
Rachel sighed, sitting next to her, and patted Monica's knee, "Don't worry, honey, she'll come soon."
Chandler nodded, "Yeah, you don't worry." He looked at Monica and she smiled back.
Rachel looked at her watch, "It's 5:30 right?"
"Yeah, why?" Chandler asked.
"Then the super market will still be open, I need milk, and Joey will want more beer," Rachel said. Then she spoke to the cab driver, "Hey, drop me off at that store over there."
After Rachel got out, Monica put her hand on Chandler's and he held it.
"So where are we?" Monica asked.
Chandler knew what she meant but he smiled and said, "About three blocks away from home."
"You're funny," she sarcastically said grinning.
The cab driver groaned, "Damn construction. Sorry folks, there's going to be a delay, seems this street's all blocked off."
Chandler looked around, "Well we've got to get home, or else Joey will fall asleep and Rae could get into some trouble. He took her home over an hour ago."
"We should have called Ross,' Monica muttered.
Chandler turned back to Monica, "Can we walk?"
"Chandler, have you seen how pregnant I am?" Monica asked in disbelief.
"Come on, it'll take us ten minutes," Chandler said. She sighed and he paid the cab driver and they got out of the cab.
Walking along the street, Chandler held onto Monica's hand. "Chandler, are we back together?"
Chandler smiled, "I think so." He leaned in and kissed her lightly.
"I feel like a 16 year old," Monica smiled.
Chandler laughed, "Me too."
"A fat, pregnant 16 year old," Monica said, then added, "I weighed twice this much when I was 16."
Chandler laughed and put his arm around her.
Rae slammed the door and sat on the couch. She made a loud noise of anger. She was now sixteen. Monica came down the stairs of their three-bedroom home and folded her arms.
"What's going on, Rae?" Monica asked confused.
"I hate people!" Rae screamed at the top of her lungs.
Monica sat on the couch next to her daughter, "Care to elaborate, or keep me guessing what happened?"
"Daniel, well he said we should go bowling together on Tuesday," Rae started.
"Bowling?" Monica asked, knowing how much Rae hated bowling.
"Yeah, and then I was so happy, but then I saw him asking this slut, Jan, out to the movies for Tuesday, too," Rae stood up and kicked the couch.
Monica smiled, "Honey, so what, guys are jerks. Exactly why I didn't have any sons."
Rae could help but smile, "Oh, Mom, you are so lame." She sat back down and leaned back, "One day I'm going to find a real cool guy, someone who will stay with me forever. Like you and Dad."
"Ha," Monica said, "Dad wasn't always there."
"What?" Rae asked shocked.
"Well, your father once took off for five months when you were four. I was pregnant with your sister," Monica told her.
"I don't remember that," Rae said perplexed.
"Don't tell Jackie," Monica told her, "She'd be devastated."
"Yeah she does overreact too much, but hell, she's eleven," Rae rolled her eyes. "Remember when Dad mowed over her Barbie?"
"Don't say hell," Monica said, standing up.
"Dad says it, so does Joey, a lot, and I'm sixteen," Rae argued.
Jackie came through the front door, followed by Chandler, "Hi Mom. Hi Rae," she said.
"Hey guys," Monica said.
Chandler slumped into the couch, next to Rae, "Long, boring day at work."
"What's new? All days are long and boring," Rae said.
Jackie walked up to her mom, "Mom, can I buy some high heels like Rae's?"
Rae lightly hit her sister's arm, "Copycat."
"Butt wipe," Jackie came back.
"Kids, what the hell are you fighting about?" Chandler said.
"See mom, he says 'hell' all the time," Rae said. Then she got up and went into the kitchen, "Hey, Copycat, you want a snack, I'm making something." Rae told her sister, who followed her off into the kitchen.
Monica smiled and Chandler put his arm around her, "Hey, honey," she said.
"Hi, sweetie," he said. "I got you a present." He handed her an envelope.
She opened it, "A weekend getaway for four to Lake George."
"Remember we went when you were pregnant with Jackie?" Chandler said.
"I do, that's when I fell in love with you all over again," Monica told him. She kissed him passionately, "Thanks. I can't wait to take the girls again. This time, without Joey?"
Returning this kiss, he flirtatiously said, "Now that's the reaction I wanted."
THE END