Part 2~ Silence and Tears

Okay, I wrote the first part of this a long time ago, and had the next part done too, but someone pointed out to me that something very similar has been done before. I read the other fic and I decided that this was too much like the other one, which is Darkness Setting In, by Jules (if u haven't read it, go read it, it's really really good. But read mine first, since mine pretty much sux in comparison) So, I rewrote almost this entire thing and totally changed it, and now I'm not sure what I think of it. So please read and review!! Thanx : )

"That was an awesome game," Joey said as he and Chandler walked into the girls' apartment.

"Oh yea!" Chandler agreed.

"Knicks rule all!"

"Huh, that's weird," Chandler said, looking around.

"What?"

"The door's unlocked, but I don't think anyone's here," he said, walking around the apartment. "oh my god," he said when he reached the bathroom, his voice barely coming out as a whisper.

"What?" Joey asked joining him.

"Joey, call 911," Chandler ordered him and got down on the floor next to Monica. He looked at the empty bottle on the floor next to her. "My god, Mon," he whispered.

"Is she breathing? What'd she take?" Joey asked.

"Umm, she's not breathing, but she still has a pulse…here," he handed the pill bottle to Joey and started mouth-to-mouth. Joey walked back out to wait for the paramedics to get there. "Don't you dare leave me, Monica," Chandler said, "don't you dare."

The paramedics came after what seemed like forever to Chandler. They started asking him questions, but he didn't know the answers to all of them. Chandler tried to make sense of it all, but everything was going to fast.

"How many did she take?"

"I don't know," Chandler said, following them out the door. "Can I come?"

"Yeah."

"Joey, call everyone, I'll call you as soon as I know anything," he yelled, running after them, and Joey nodded.

"B.P.'s falling…" "suicide?" "Not good…" "sir?"

Chandler tried to catch what they were saying, but only caught every few words. It took him a few seconds to realize that the last thing was directed at him.

"Is she allergic to anything?"

"I don't think so," Chandler answered, not taking his eyes off of Monica.

~*~

Chandler sat alone in the waiting room with his face in his hands. They'd taken Monica to get her stomach pumped, but hadn't really told him much. Chandler held back tears, not wanting to scare the others by crying when they arrived.

But, he felt incredibly guilty. He knew that she was depressed. He knew, and he didn't do anything. But another part of him was mad at her. Why would she do this? Didn't she know how much they all cared about her?

"Mr. Bing?" a doctor said walking into the waiting room.

"Yes," Chandler said as he walked over to him.

"Well, since you're not family, I can't tell you much about Ms. Gellar's condition. We pumped her stomach, and she's awake now (you didn't seriously think I'd kill Monica two fics in a row, did you?), but she's still pretty out of it. Did you get a hold of any relatives?"

"Yeah, her brother'll be here soon," Chandler said, "Can I see her?"

"I'm sorry, but only family members right now," the doctor said, truly sounding regretful.

"Well, umm," Chandler tried to think of something to say. He'd already said that he wasn't family, but he knew that there had to be some lie he could tell. "I'm her fiancé," he finally said.

"Okay, hold on a second, I'll be right back," the doctor said, walking out of the room. "Mr. Bing," he said and led Chandler to Monica's room.

Chandler stood by the door, now that he was there he had no idea what he's say. He took a deep breath and walked in. Monica looked up when the door opened, and their eyes met, but neither said anything. Chandler pulled a chair up next to her bed and set down, their eyes never parting, and still in an unbearable silence.

"I am so sorry," Chandler finally broke the silence.

"Why?" Monica asked.

"Because I knew Mon, and I didn't do anything."

"Oh, Chandler," Monica reached for his hand. Chandler took her hand and kissed it, still feeling incredibly guilty. Once again, the room was silent.

"So," Monica was the one to break the silence this time, "We're engaged, huh?"

Chandler laughed, "They said that only family could see you, and I'd already said that we weren't related, so…" he shrugged.

Monica nodded.

Chandler really wanted to ask her what she had been thinking, to think that this was the only way out, but he figured it was too soon. He'd eventually ask, just not here, not now.

"How'd you know that I told them that?:

"I overheard the doctor ask the nurse if it was okay if my fiancé came in."

"Oh."

"I would've told them that I didn't have a fiancé, but I was kinda interested in knowing who wanted to marry me."

Ross walked in the door, and Monica squeezed Chandler's hand.

"Why the hell would you do this? We woulda helped you, you know that!" he yelled, his temper getting the better of him.

Chandler stood up and walked over to him.

"Not here, not now, not like this, man," he said in a low voice, "Is everyone else here? Ross nodded. "Go calm down, Ross, she's fine. I'll come get you in a few minutes." Ross just nodded again and walked out.

"Sorry," he mumbled, knowing that Chandler was right.

Chandler walked back over to Monica and noticed that she was crying. "Oh, Mon, don't cry," he wiped a tear from her cheek.

"I'm sorry," she said quietly.

"Hey, it's okay," he said, pulling her into the best hug that he could while she was sitting on the bed.

"It's just," she sniffled, still crying, "I just realized….I don't wanna die," she said quietly, "I screwed up," she whispered, and laughed, "Wow, I don't think I've ever admitted to being wrong before."

Chandler smiled and leaned in to kiss her forehead. "I'm gonna go get Ross, I'll come back later, okay?"

"Okay," she said and watched him leave.

"Hey," Ross said to Chandler when he walked out and shut the door.

"You can see her now," Chandler said, and walked away to find the others.

~*~

Chandler slowly walked down the hallway, completely emotionally drained. He wanted to go home and go to bed and wake up to find out this was all a dream.

"Hey," Joey walked over to Chandler, with Phoebe and Rachel close behind, all three asking questions at the same time.

"Wait, you guys, slow down," Chandler said, "She's awake now and seems okay…did Ross tell you guys anything yet?"

"No, not really," Rachel said, "Can we see her now?"

"Um, no. They said only family."

"Weren't you just in there?" Rachel asked confused, and Chandler nodded. "How?"

"Um, I kinda told them that we were engaged," Chandler said, looking down, embarrassed.

"Why would they care if you and Rachel were engaged?" Joey asked, but then caught on, "Oh, you meant, oh I get it," he laughed, "in your dreams, man."

Chandler just made a face at him(one only Matthew Perry is capable of making, lol) and sat down.

Ross came out after not too long, saying that he had left Ben with his neighbor and needed to get back home. Phoebe, Rachel, and Joey decided to leave too, since they couldn't see Monica.

"Hey," Chandler said, walking back into Monica's room. Monica smiled in response. "I just thought I'd say good-bye before I left."

"Chandler?" Monica asked quietly, and the paused, whispering, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Chandler smiled and kissed her forehead, "Bye, Mon."

"Wait," Monica said and he turned back around. "Don't leave," she almost pleaded.

"Want me to stay tonight?"

"Well, unless you don't want to."

"I don't mind staying with you," Chandler said, sitting on the edge of her bed.

"Thanks," was all Monica said. After just sitting in silence for a couple of minutes, Monica burst out crying.

"What's wrong?" Chandler asked softly, placing a hand on her back.

"I didn't know," Monica said between sobs, "I swear I didn't know."

"What didn't you know, Mon?" Chandler asked, keeping his voice soft. When she didn't answer, he pulled her into his arms, still sitting on the bed, and just held her until she had pretty much stopped crying.

Monica pulled back and sniffled, wiping her eyes. "I didn't know," she whispered again.

"Monica, what didn't you know?" Chandler asked, concerned.

"I didn't know that, that," she tried not to cry, and her voice barely came out a whisper, "I didn't know that I was pregnant."

"Oh, Mon," was all Chandler could say.

"They said that I lost the baby…and I said what baby, and they just got that foot-in-mouth look on their face….and….oh, god, chandler…" Monica started crying again.

"Shhh," Chandler pulled her back into his arms.

"I'm a horrible person."

"Don't say that Mon, you know it's not true."

"How can you say that?" Monica looked up at him, eyes red and puffy from crying.

"Because I know," he said, looking in her eyes.

Monica just started crying again, eventually crying herself to sleep. Chandler was still on her bed, so he leaned back and Monica fell asleep cuddled up to him. He decided not to move, and eventually fell asleep.

~*~

Monica woke up with the realization that she was cuddled up to Chandler. She didn't even remember what had happened until she opened her eyes to find that she was in a hospital bed and not on the couch at home.

Chandler woke up when Monica moved. "Morning," he said and smiled at her.

"Hey, um, could you not tell anyone about…" she trailed off.

"Of course," Chandler said, understanding.

At that moment, Ross walked in. "Hey," he said and looked at Chandler strangely.

Chandler then got off her bed and stood up, "I'm gonna go home, I'll come back later," he said and kissed her cheek, "bye, babe." Chandler smiled at Ross as he walked out, exhausted from the past night.

~*~

Chandler came home to an empty apartment. He found a note from Joey saying that he had an audition and that he'd be home around noon.

Chandler walked into his bedroom and collapsed onto his bed, closing his eyes. All he could see was Monica lying on the bathroom floor. He tried thinking of something else, anything else was better than the image of his best friend lying there.

All Chandler could think of was how close he'd come to losing her. So he rolled over and buried his face in his pillow, doing something he hardly ever did.

He cried.

Tbc…(maybe)

I might continue this if people want me to. And I'm also starting a new series, that's well, happier then what I have been writing lately. Please review!!! And know what??? I'm happy, I made esomeone cry!!! That sounded mean. I mean, someone said my last fic made them cry : ) I luv that kind of feedback. and please tell me what you think!!! Thanx so much!!!

~*~And Happy New Year!!!~*~