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"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Nicholas, happy birthday to you!" It was four months later on Nicholas's third birthday. Juliana wouldn't be three for another six more months. Her and Nick would end up being in different grades because of the way that their birthdays fell. Chandler wrapped his arm around Monica. They were getting along great. Chandler loved the way Monica was with Juliana and Nicholas. She was so sweet and caring and loving. He could imagine growing old with her. He kissed her neck and smiled.

"Here Nicky," she told him handing him a present. He ripped open the paper and smiled at the dinosaur toy underneath.

"Thanks Uncle Ross!" Nick said smiling.

"Who would have guessed?" Chandler commented sarcastically. Monica pushed him a little. Then she went into the house to get the plates and forks. Rachel followed her.

"So things are going great with you two huh?"

"Yep," Monica nodded smiling. Rachel hadn't seen her this happy in a long time. This was all thanks to Chandler. Rachel smiled at her best friend and hugged her.

"I'm so glad," she said. She hated Richard. Had hated him from the moment that she met him. She knew that he was handsome and charming, but for some reason had not fallen for him like all of Monica's other friends had.

"He's so dreamy," they would tell her. "You're so lucky!" Maybe that's why Monica couldn't drum up the courage to leave him. She was a psychiatrist for Pete's sake and couldn't figure out when she was in an unhealthy relationship! Rachel remembered how he treated her. Like she was below him, like she needed to be reminded of how perfect he was and how she didn't deserve him. Rachel shook her head in disgust. She was so happy for her friend. Monica asked Rachel to open the door for her and she did. They walked out and Monica dished out the cake and ice cream. Monica picked her daughter up and hugged her close to her. These past four months had been a dream. She smiled at Chandler who was standing with his son eating and getting cake all over his face. She laughed and wiped it off for both of them.

"Mon?" Chandler was practicing in front of the mirror a couple of days later before his and Monica's date. "I was thinking, maybe you and I should move in together? I mean, I'm at your house more than I'm at my own so why don't we just combine everything." That was good he decided. Very good. He could do this. It was a big step. He knew that the next step was marriage. Chandler could see himself marrying her and having more kids. Their first two turned out great and they only had half the genes. He wanted a little girl like Juliana with Monica's eyes and her smile. Who was he kidding? He wanted Juliana to be his little girl. He wanted to adopt her and he wanted Monica to adopt Nick. He shook his head and heard the doorbell ring. It was Monica.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," she said.

"What's up?"

"I thought that I'd come over here to pick you up," she told him. He smiled.

"Sounds great. Nick's with Joey and I'm ready to go." They left the house and got into his car leaving her van in the driveway.

"I was thinking," he started. No, he told himself, too soon. He wanted to get her reaction when he wasn't driving.

"Yeah?" She looked over at him.

"Never mind," he told her smiling. "I was just thinking what we should do for Juliana's birthday."

"Its not for another six months," Monica pointed out. He nodded. They got to the restaurant and he opened the door for her and led her in. He loved going out with her. He knew that the majority of the men in there were jealous and watched her more then they watched their own dates. They were seated and then he decided that it was a good time to bring it up.

"Mon?" He had practiced, he could do this. "I was thinking that maybe we should move in together. I'm at your house more than my own, so why don't we just take that next step?" Okay, it wasn't exactly how he had practiced, but it was close enough. He watched her face for a reaction.

"Oh Chandler!" She leaned and kissed him. "What a great idea! I love it! Lets do it! Soon! As soon as we can!" She was so excited. She began to spout off plans and what they needed to do before hand. "And Nick can have the room right next to Julie and we can redo our bathroom any way that you want it, and..." he just loved watching her. Her blue eyes danced with excitement and she seemed more beautiful to him then she had been a few minutes before. He just smiled and agreed to whatever she wanted. He didn't even feel put upon to agree to do what she said, he just wanted to make her happy.

"What do you think?" Monica was showing Chandler Nick's new room two weeks later.

"I think that its great," he told her. She grinned.

"I thought that you'd like it," she told him. Monica skipped around showing him what she had done and Chandler just smiled.

"He's going to love it," Chandler told her. He sat down on the bed and pulled her into his lap. "I love you."

"I love you too," she told him. He loved hearing those words come out of her mouth. He couldn't hear it enough. He kissed her and she got up and pulled on his hand leading him into their bedroom. He quickly closed the door behind him.

"Wonder what they're doing," Joey commented sarcastically when he saw the shut door and heard the giggles from inside. Rachel laughed.

"Lets go downstairs and wait for Ross and Phoebe and the kids," she suggested. Joey agreed and they went downstairs. When the door opened and they came in, Juliana was screaming and crying. Rachel stood up quickly.

"What happened?" She asked.

"I don't know," Ross said. "She just started screaming and crying. She wasn't feeling good before, I wonder if that has something to do with it." Rachel put her hand to her forehead.

"She's burning up!" She said taking the little girl in her arms. "Shhh," she said over and over again. "Someone go get Monica and Chandler!" There was no need, the moment the door had opened and Julie had been heard screaming, they had rushed down the stairs to see if she was okay. Monica came running in.

"What's the matter?" She asked breathlessly reaching out her arms.

"She's burning up," Phoebe said. "I'll go get the thermometer." She ran out of the room. Monica rocked her daughter in her arms. Chandler hovered over the two of them worriedly. Phoebe came back in and they took her temperature.

"100.2," Chandler said reading it. He was beginning to calm down. "Mon, she probably just has the flu or something."

"You're right," Monica agreed causing both Ross and Rachel to look at each other. This wasn't Monica talking, the same Monica that rushed Julie to the hospital the first time she got a cut. Chandler called the doctor and he prescribed medicine and he went out and got it. They put Juliana to bed and then Nick and exhausted went to bed themselves.

"I just...I can't imagine anything happening to her," Monica said. Chandler nodded and pulled her close to him kissing the back of her head. Her shampoo smelled great. She smelled great. He told Joey that he wanted to bottle it and sell it. Joey had called him sick.

"Chandler?" It was two mornings later. Juliana was much better. He looked over at her to see what was wrong. One look at Monica and he knew what was wrong. She had caught whatever Juliana had.

"Oh honey," he said sympathetically. She just sneezed. He put a hand to her head. "You look terrible."

"Gee, thanks," she said sarcastically.

"You're burning up," he said pulling the covers over top of her.

"I don't want you to get sick," she said. "Although maybe after that comment I might."

"I got a flu shot," he reminded her. "And so did Nick. We'll be fine." Monica nodded and began to cough violently.

"You okay?" He asked. She shook her head. "Lay down." He commanded.

"You have to take Julie and Nick to Mrs. Walters and call my patients and tell them that I caught the flu and I won't be able to make any of my appointments. Then you have to go to work. You know what? I'm fine, I can do that, don't worry." She swung her legs over the side of the bed and he pushed her back into it.

"I have it all covered," he said kissing the top of her head. "I'll call Phoebe and ask her to come over and take care of you."

"You're the sweetest," she said smiling.

"I know," he said. "Go to sleep." She nodded and closed her to sleep. She knew that he was the best thing to happen to her and she could see marrying him. She couldn't believe that she thought that. She figured it was the medicine, but then she shook her head, it was her talking. She wanted to marry him. She had known for awhile. This romance was a whirlwind romance. Monica knew this. Everything had been moving so quickly between them. Maybe that had been the problem with Richard, everything moved so slowly between the two of them. She knew that that wasn't the only problem, but she didn't like to think about that now that she was happy. She finally fell asleep thinking about Chandler and how wonderful he was, and how much she loved him.

"Rise and shine sleepy head!" Chandler said. It was two days later, Monica had slept most of those days and Chandler had done a good job taking care of her. She looked up at him. "I brought you real food!" He dangled a bag in front of her face.

"What is it?" She asked.

"Bagels," he answered setting up breakfast for her. She sat up on one elbow.

"Thank you," she told him kissing him. "This is really sweet."

"What can I say?" He said grinning. "That's just me!" She giggled.

"Keep telling yourself that," she told him biting into the bagel. "Ah, solid foods." Chandler grinned.

"Ross is bringing Nick and Julie home," he told her. She nodded as she chewed. "They miss you." She laughed.

"I miss them too. Do they miss me or do they miss my cooking?"

"Little bit of both," he admitted. Monica finished breakfast. "How do you feel?"

"Much better," she answered.

"Good," he told her kissing the top of her head. "That's how we like you."

***I'm like really, really tired, and I have five tests tomorrow, so I'm going to stop here. If you review I'll go faster. It might rejuvenate me. Anyway, wish me luck on my tests.*****