Hi! I put another song in this one as well. That's where the title comes from. The song is by Allison Krauss, and is one of my absolute favorite songs! So please keep reviewing and let me know what you think. And just as a forewarning, it is sappy. I like sappiness. Anyway, on with the fic.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the music.

"Chandler?" Monica's voice interrupted his thoughts. They were in the cab heading towards the restaurant. "Are you okay? You seem preoccupied."

"Yeah," he answered smiling at her and taking her hand. "I'm fine." He fingered the box in his coat pocket and wondered if he should take the leap and propose or not. They got to the restaurant and walked in. Once they were seated, Monica smiled at Chandler.

"Why don't you order for us while I go check up on Audrey?" She asked.

"Okay," Chandler said smiling at her retreating figure. He pulled the ring out of his pocket. "Monica, will you marry me? No, not good enough. Monica will you do me the utmost pleasure of being my wife?"

"Excuse me sir," the waiter cleared his throat and Chandler glanced up guiltily.

"Oh hi, um...I was just practicing....I'm going to propose tonight," saying the words felt right and Chandler smiled at the sound.

"That's nice sir, would you like to order though?"

"Oh yeah," Chandler said laughing. He ordered the food and saw Monica heading back towards the table and quickly slipped the ring back into his pocket.

"Everything is fine at home," Monica reported.

"That's good," Chandler said taking her hand. "Mon? I need to ask you something."

"Yeah?" She took a sip of her drink and looked up at him expectantly.

"I would...I mean...would you do...what I'm trying to say is...Monica Geller, will you do me the pleasure of becoming my wife?" She looked at him speechlessly and he waited for an answer. "So? What do you think?" He actually shielded his eyes from hers so that if it was a no he wouldn't have to look into her eyes and feel his heart break.

"Chandler? You can uncover your eyes," she said laughing. He pulled his hand away. "I would love to be your wife."

"Really?" She nodded enthusiastically. He handed her the ring and slipped it on her finger. She admired it and smiled. "I feel like this is the part where we kiss," he joked.

"Are you sure?" She joked back.

"Yeah, pretty sure," he kissed her and then sat back to take her in.

"Penny for your thoughts?" She asked.

"I was just thinking how lucky I am," he told her. "And I was wondering if maybe after we get married and Audrey is a little older, maybe we could have another one."

"Really?" Monica was shocked to say the least. Chandler may have changed in the past year, but he was still her commitment phobic friend.

"Really," he smiled and kissed her again.

"You're going to get so lucky tonight," she told him.

"Oh I hope so."

"Are Monica and Chandler back yet?" Rachel asked stopping by the apartment to see if Chandler had enough guts to go through with it.

"Not yet," Ross answered. "Can you believe it? Those two?"

"Actually, yes," Rachel answered. "I'm so happy for her. She deserves it."

"What about you Rach? What do you deserve?" Ross asked looking into her eyes. They had dated and broken up while Monica was pregnant with Audrey. Ross always had regrets about the breakup, mostly because as much as he hated to admit it to himself, it was pretty much his fault. Had slept with the copy place girl, when Rachel wanted to be on a break. They had gotten over it and now were friends again, but still a part of both of them wanted to be back together, although neither wanted to be the first to admit it.

"I want a nice guy who will love me and take care of me," she answered.

"I would have done that," he muttered to himself.

"What?"

"Nothing," he covered quickly.

"Listen Ross, while we're on the subject, my boss's niece is going to be in town from London and I was wondering if you would take her out and show her a nice time. Joshua invited me to the ballet."

"Sure Rach," he said patting her hand. "I'll take her out. What's her name?"

"Emily," Rachel smiled. "Thanks so much Ross, you won't regret it. Who knows, maybe the two of you will hit it off?" He laughed.

"Rach, the day I marry someone from England is the day that I do something crazy and I don't know, say the wrong name at the alter," he told her. They both laughed.

"Who would do something dumb like that?" Rachel asked laughing. (AN: I couldn't resist!) The door opened and Monica and Chandler came in.

"So?" Ross said standing up.

"We're engaged!" Monica said.

"Oh that's great!" Rachel ran over to them and hugged both of them tightly.

"Where are Joey and Phoebe? We need to tell them too," Chandler said.

"Hold on," Rachel said. She ran out the door and into Joey's apartment. She came back with the two of them who had been waiting all night to see if Chandler had gone through with it.

"Are you guys?" Joey asked. Monica grinned and held up her hand for everyone to see the sparkling diamond that adorned it.

"My baby sister is getting married!" Ross exclaimed. Joey and Phoebe ran to Monica and Chandler to sweep them up in a hug.

"Not good for the babies," Phoebe said stepping back since she was the surrogate mother for Frank and Alice. They all laughed and stepped back.

A month later, Monica was out with Rachel and Phoebe shopping for a wedding dress. Her and Chandler decided to get married as soon as they could. The big day was set for another month before Phoebe got so big that she couldn't fit into any of the dresses that Monica had picked out for her and Rachel. In a nice gesture, she had allowed Rachel to be Monica's maid of honor.

"You've known her longer," she had said.

"Still, Pheebs, thanks," Rachel said. Now they were in the wedding shop trying on dresses. They had been there for an hour already and were figuring that they were in for a long day. Monica being as picky as she was, and especially since she had been dreaming of this day since she was five. Rachel was keeping Audrey entertained, and after this they were going to find a dress for Rachel and Phoebe and maybe begin to look for Audrey. Suddenly Monica cleared her throat and they looked up and Rachel gasped when she saw how perfect she looked. The dress was sleeveless, and had a scoop neck. The top was embroidered with tiny beads in an intricate pattern. There was a bell skirt that swished when Monica walked. With her hair pulled up and she had worn a pearl necklace, she looked just as beautiful as a bride right then. They could only imagine how she would look all dolled up for the big day.

"What do you think?" She asked her friends.

"Monica, that dress is perfect!" Rachel exclaimed.

"It is perfect! Can you afford it?" Phoebe asked knowing it was an expensive boutique.

"Chandler said get any dress that I wanted," Monica said fingering the material. "And I want this dress."

"Then get it!" Rachel stood up holding Audrey and took her over to Monica. "Doesn't Mommy look pretty?" Monica grinned and smiled once more.

"This is the dress, I can feel it." Phoebe sighed a sigh of relief that they wouldn't be there all day, and Monica bought the dress. To Monica, buying the dress made it that much more real. She was really getting married. This was it. She couldn't wait.

"Do you Chandler take thee Monica to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness in health, til death do you part?" (AN: I usually don't pay any attention at the weddings I go to. I usually look around the church or wherever it is, at this part and think things like , oh pretty flower. So truth be told, I really don't know this part very well)

"I do," Chandler smiled at Monica. She smiled back melting his heart like she always did when she looked at him like that. The minister repeated it for Monica who said I do, and then pronounced them husband and wife.

"You may kiss your bride," he told Chandler.

"With pleasure," Chandler replied causing a ripple of laughter throughout the church. He took her in his arms and kissed her passionately.

"Way to go Chandler!" He heard Joey tell him.

"Joey!" That was Rachel.

"Dude, that's my sister." That was the unmistakable voice of Ross. Monica giggled and pulled away and looked into Chandler's eyes. Why hadn't she seen it before? The way he looked back at her with such love and respect, something none of her previous boyfriends had done before. Not even Richard, who sat bitterly near the back of the church knowing he had made a mistake letting her go. He shook his head and slipped out before either the bride or the groom would notice him sitting there. Monica held Chandler's hand tightly as they made their way down the aisle and smiled at her daughter sitting in her mother's arms. They got to the reception and were introduced as Mr. and Mrs. Chandler Bing, and she felt her heart leap. Then it was time for their first dance. Monica had picked the song and hadn't told Chandler what she had picked although he kept asking. The music started and he gathered her into his arms and listened to the music.

Its amazing how you can speak right to my heart

without saying a word, you can light up the dark

try as I may, I could never explain,

what I hear when you don't say a thing

the smile on your face lets me know that you need me

there's a truth in your eyes saying you'd never leave me

the touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall

you say it best

when you say nothing at all

All day long I can hear people talking about it

but when you hold me near

you drown out the crowds

Old Mr. Webster could never define

what's being said between your heart and mine

the smile on your face

lets me know that you need me

there's a truth in your eyes saying you'd never leave me

the touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall

you say it best when you say nothing at all

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me

there's a truth in your eyes saying you'd never leave me

the touch of you hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall

you say it best when you say nothing at all

"Monica, this song is beautiful," he whispered as he held her even after the music had stopped.

"I'm glad you like it," she grinned. "We better go greet people or they'll think that we're anti-social."

"As long as I'm anti-social with you," he told her. She reluctantly pulled away and took Audrey off her mother and smiled at her baby daughter. Chandler took Audrey out of Monica's arms and kissed her nose causing the little girl to smile.

"She looks just like you when she smiles," he told his wife. Wow, that felt good to say. His wife. She was his wife. Monica blushed and took a good look at the baby. She looked like her, that was true, but she also looked like her father. She was a nice mix of both. Monica couldn't imagine her life any better then it was right then at that moment.

"Emily and I are getting married," Ross announced to his stunned friends.

"Are you serious?" Monica asked bouncing Audrey on her knee.

"Yes," Emily said holding her hand up for Monica to see.

"Wow," Chandler said his arm resting around his wife's shoulders like normal. Monica handed the baby to Chandler and hugged her brother and his fiance.

"Congratulations," she told them sincerely. "When's the big day?" They told her and Chandler all about their plans, and how they wanted it to be in London and they of course wanted Chandler, Monica, and Audrey there. Monica nodded and listened to the plans thinking all the while of what Rachel was going to say to this. She figured that she would take it all right, at least in front of Ross and Emily, but when she was alone, that was another story. After Emily and Ross had left to tell the others and their parents, Chandler and Monica could fully discuss what they were thinking.

"So how do you think that Rachel will take this?" He asked his wife.

"Well, I don't know. But you know it had been a year and a half since those two, well, weren't a two anymore." Chandler nodded. "I guess I just figured that they would get back together. I wanted them back together." Chandler understood.

"I wanted them together too honey," he told her. "I mean, they're Ross and Rachel. They should be together."

"But," Monica said looking at the ring on her hand that sparkled in the light. "They're not." The door opened and a very pregnant Phoebe stepped in to share the gossip with Monica and Chandler.

"Did you hear?" They both nodded not wanting to discuss it any further. The door opened again and Joey and a sandwich walked in.

"Can you believe this?" He asked sitting down.

"I can't believe that sandwich!" Monica told him.

"You like this bad boy?" He asked. Monica shook her head to tell him that she in fact, did not want any part of that sandwich. Audrey, though, was at the age where everything fascinated her. Her tiny hand reached out to grab it and Monica gently pulled her little hand back. Audrey whimpered on her father's lap and Chandler smoothed her hair and sang a little to her and she stopped and looked up at him with her bright blue eyes.

"This is crazy!" Joey announced.

"What's crazy?" They all turned around to see that Rachel had entered the apartment.

"Nothing, his sandwich," Chandler lied.

"Chandler, you never were a good liar. What's going on?" She took off her coat and headed to the couch where they were all sitting. She gave Audrey a kiss on the top of her head and turned expectantly to her friends.

"Nothing," Monica lied.

"Not a single thing," Phoebe added.

"Joey?" Rachel turned to the weakest and the most easy to break.

"Not...I, uh....I really couldn't comment...Ross is getting married!" Joey hid his face in Chandler's shirt and Chandler sighed and pushed him away.

"Ross? He's getting married....as in married....as in husband and wife?"

"Rachel, honey, you're stuttering." Monica slipped her free arm around her best friend and gave her a small smile.

"But! Married! Oh Monica!" The others could sense this was something that Rachel needed to talk to Monica about and they slipped out of the apartment, Chandler taking Audrey with him. Monica held her best friend and let her cry her heart out at the thought of a lost love, and that was what essentially Ross was. He was a lost love.

"And to think, I set them up!" Rachel whined. Monica had to laugh at that and hugged her friend again hoping the best for her and hoping that her brother wouldn't go through with the wedding.

"I can't believe that he did that!" Chandler exclaimed at the wedding. He was holding Audrey who had just begun to talk. She knew a total of about three words, Momma, Dada, and thanks to Joey, cookie. She was a little over a year old now. Monica nodded and smoothed out the red dress that she was wearing. Her mother had taken the entire night to nag Monica about everything she did and Chandler had comforted her the entire time. Her mother may have nothing but bad things to say about Monica, but she adored her granddaughter.

"Look at Nana," she told Audrey. "You're so beautiful, yes you are!" Monica could have killed her with the looks that she was sending.

"Is it my fault?" Rachel asked nervously. All her friends looked incredulously at her.

"No," Chandler quipped sarcastically. Monica hit him lightly.

"Not now," she whispered in a hushed voice.

"Fine," he said pouting. "But you're just no fun!" She turned to give him a dirty look but he and Audrey had walked away.

"Should I talk to him?" Rachel asked.

"Who Chandler?" Monica asked.

"No Ross," Rachel said looking nervously at Monica.

"No," Monica said. "You should not go talk to Ross. Not yet anyway. Give him a chance to straighten things out with Emily before you go and screw him up again." Rachel looked hurt by that last statement. "I didn't mean that!" Monica covered quickly. "I just meant that... Rachel, you told him you weren't coming and then you came and he said the wrong name at the alter and it was bad, but you talking to him right now isn't going to make anything better. It'll undoubtedly make it worse. Now, I'm on a roll and I hurt my husband's feelings too so I have to go talk to him." She turned away from Rachel and found Chandler getting Audrey dinner.

"Hi honey," Chandler said. "Chicken?" Monica had to laugh.

"No thanks, you're not mad at me?"

"Not really. You have bigger things on your mind," he told her and kissed her to convince her that he wasn't mad. Audrey stuck her hands into the mashed potatoes on Chandler's plate and both her parents laughed.

"Hungry are we?" Monica asked taking the little girl into her arms. "I'll go feed her, can you find Joey and make sure that he's not getting into any trouble?"

"Sure thing," Chandler said. He handed Monica the plate and she took Audrey to the chair and sat down and they ate dinner. Chandler found Joey flirting with the bridesmaid that he had slept with the night before.

"Hey," he told Joey.

"Hi Chandler, I was just telling Felicity here about New York," Joey said. Felicity nodded and went over to get some food and Joey turned excitedly to Chandler. "I love weddings! Did you hook up with a bridesmaid? The best men are always supposed to do it with a bridesmaid."

"Yes I did hook up with a bridesmaid," he looked over at Monica in her bridesmaid dress and she flashed a smile back at him.

"I can't believe that you would do that to Monica!" Joey exclaimed until he looked over and saw Monica in the dress and taking a little longer then the average person to figure it out, finally smiled and nodded. "I just got that." Chandler looked at his friend in disbelief and then shook his head.

"I'm going to go back over to my wife and daughter," he told Joey and Joey nodded and patted him on the back. He found his way back over to Monica and Audrey and while everyone else was going crazy because of Ross saying Rachel's name at the alter, he and Monica had a wonderful evening.

"Phoebe had the triplets!" Frank came running out into the waiting room. Everyone but Monica was there. Monica had gotten sick a few days before, and Ross was taking care of Audrey for them. Chandler ran to the payphone and called home. Immediately he felt bad because he could hear the exhaustion and illness in her voice.

"Hey honey," he said in a sympathetic voice. "Pheebs had the babies."

"That's great," she said before she began to couch and he decided that he needed to go home. They let him be the first one to see Phoebe and he walked in and gave her a hug and kissed all the babies before he excused himself and went home. Audrey pulled on his sleeve as he was walking out.

"Momma?"

"She's sick baby, but I'll come over to Uncle Ross's tonight to visit you and then when Momma feels better you can come back home. Its killing her to be away from you. She loves you though, and she'll see you later."

"Say bye-bye to Daddy," Ross said to his niece.

"Bye Dada," she leaned over and gave him a kiss and Chandler kissed her head of dark curly hair before pulling away and heading home to his wife. When he walked into the apartment, he saw her sleeping on the couch. He picked her up and carried her into their bedroom. She stirred and woke up.

"How you feeling?" He asked her.

"Not so swell," she said. "But better then I did before."

"That's good," he kissed her head.

"Go away, I don't want you to get sick. How's Phoebe?"

"She's fine."

"How's Audrey?"

"She's fine too, she misses you though."

"I miss her." Monica tried to make herself comfortable on the bed. "The doctor said that I won't be contagious tomorrow."

"Then she can come home," Chandler said. "I know that she wants to." Monica smiled at the thought of her daughter and snuggled down into her blankets.

"I'm going to go to sleep," she told him.

"Do you need anything?"

"No I'm good, thanks," she replied. He left the room and headed over to Ross's and found Audrey watching a movie.

"Hey, how's Mon?"

"She's doing better, she got snot all over me," Chandler looked down at his sweater. Ross laughed.

"The joys of a cold," Ross said. Chandler nodded and kissed Audrey hello. He played with her for a little while and then went home to take care of Monica and the next morning, Monica was feeling well enough to have Audrey come home and she did with great pleasure. Chandler couldn't believe this was his life. A beautiful wife, and a great daughter. He couldn't imagine life getting any better then this.

"I love you," Monica told him.

"I love you too," he kissed her nose. They were laying in bed together a week before Christmas. He had a surprise planned for her. She had no idea what it was. Audrey was now almost two and Monica was trying to make the Christmas the best for them. Chandler was doing his part to ensure that everything went smoothly for them and his present was one that Monica had wanted and he knew that she would love it. Now all he had to do was wait to give it to her.

"I got your present," Monica told him with a twinkle in her eye.

"Really? Something good?" Monica shrugged.

"You're tough to buy for," she said.

"Well, I got you yours too," he said taking her hand in his.

"Really Mr. Bing? Did Rachel help you pick it out?"

"Nope, I did this one all on my own." She looked at him questionably.

"Should I be scared?"

"Not at all, you're going to love it." He sincerely hoped so anyway, and he couldn't wait to give it to her.

To be continued.....

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