Hi! Thanks for the reviews on the last one. I'm trying to get these done as fast as I can, because I won't have any time anymore. Musical season has officially commenced. Which means I'll be at my school more then I'm at home. Now, why again did I want a lead? Ahhhhh! Anyway, enough of my woes, here's the next part.

Disclaimer: The characters from the television show Friends do not belong to me.

Chandler looked at his wife.

"So are you coming back to your old lives?" Ross asked. "Change your names back and get your lives back in order?"

"No," Chandler said at first very softly and quietly.

"What?" Rachel said.

"No," Chandler repeated a little louder. "We aren't going to change our names back to Bing and we aren't moving back to New York." While his friends looked at him and Monica with shock and hurt on their faces, he tried to explain.

"Here's the thing," he started. "While we missed you and we have every intention of trying to piece together our friendship with you guys, the truth is that we have a life out here now. Our kids go to school here, and they have friends here. We have jobs here that we actually enjoy. We own this house, and we have made friends out here. We had to pack up and leave our lives five years ago, and we don't want to do that again. Besides, Walker is a much better last name." He tried to get them to smile at his joke.

"We just thought that if we found you," Joey said. "We'd get you back."

"You will get us back," Monica said. "You have! But it's just not going to be the same as it used to be. It can't possibly be the same. Even if we did move back, we couldn't live in the city, we'd buy a house. It would be hard relocating again. When we moved out here first, the government gave us the money for starting over again. I went back to school and Chandler got a new job. We need for you to understand!" The four looked at each other. Ross knew that his sister and his brother-in-law had a point. They had just figured that they would drop everything and come back and it would be the same. Monica was right. It had changed. Monica and Chandler had changed.

"I don't want to lose you again," Rachel said softly.

"You can come visit all the time!" Monica said. "And we'll visit! And although Chandler and I were forced into leaving, we can't come back." Phoebe nodded and began to stand up.

"Where are you going?" Chandler asked.

"Back to the hotel," Phoebe said. "We have to have time to digest all this. I mean, we find you, but you aren't coming back to your lives. I know that you don't mean it that way, but its like you're choosing this life over your old one. And we were in your old lives." Monica nodded, and then turned away from their friends and ran away. Chandler watched her run out and then turned to his friends suddenly angry with them.

"We get that this is hard for you!" He said. "We get that it hurts you that we would rather live out here. But its not that we would rather live out here, it's just that it makes so much more sense to live out here. Ross? If Ben was going to school and had friends somewhere, would you yank him out of everything that he had ever known because you wanted to move across the country?" Ross shook his head. "I didn't think so! You're all being selfish, and if we moved back that would be what Monica and I were being. We have kids to think about. We need jobs to make money to support them, and moving back to New York, while it's a very novel idea, is impossible. We understand that you've been searching for us for five years, and while we understand that that was hard for you, you have to realize that you weren't the only ones who lost their friends. We did too! And we didn't even anything to fall back on but each other. So excuse me, while I go comfort my wife for feeling guilty about things that she had no control over!" He stormed out of the room leaving the others to hang their heads and sit quietly in contemplation.

"Maybe we should leave," Joey said. They all nodded. "Give them some time to cool off." No one admitted that Chandler had been right. It was ridiculous for them to think that they would just drop their lives here and move back. But they hadn't thought of it like that. They just figured that Chandler and Monica would want to come back to their old lives. They had worried for so long and each had imagined so many times what it would be like to have them back, that they never figured in the possibility that they might not want to come back. The realization of that hit hard and they were hurt, and they did have a right to be. It was a difficult situation that had been inflicted on them and not one of them deserved it, but now they had to figure out a way to deal with it.

The doorbell rang the next morning and Jamie hopped out of his seat at breakfast and made a beeline towards it to be the first to open it. Juliana was close behind reached him just as he was pulling it open.

"Oh, its just you," Jamie said looking at the four people that he had met last night. "I was hoping that it was Bobby."

"Hi," Juliana said. "Are you here to see Mommy and Daddy?"

"Yes," Phoebe said. "Can we come in?"

"I guess," Jamie said opening the door wider to let them in. They followed the two kids to the kitchen. Monica was feeding Tessa who didn't seem to want to eat.

"This must be Tessa," Ross said looking at the little girl in the highchair. Both Chandler, who had been reading the paper, and Monica looked up at them with surprise. They had honestly thought that they wouldn't be back.

"I was mean," Chandler said shrugging. "But all these emotions built up and I needed to get them out. So I snapped."

"I understand," Monica said hugging him. Now their friends were back and standing in their kitchen.

"Mommy?" Juliana's voice broke the awkward silence.

"Yes baby?" Monica turned to her older daughter.

"Do we have school today?"

"Yes, and oh, we're late," she said. "Jamie grab your coat! Jules, get your shoes on, Chandler, honey, can you get Tessa cleaned up while I grab her coat?" Chandler nodded and gently lifted the baby out of the highchair and wiped her face and hands as Monica came running back into the room with coats for her and Juliana.

"Listen," Monica said. "I have to run. Will you stay so that we can talk when I get back?" They nodded and she grabbed Tessa off of Chandler and rushed towards the car.

"Honey?" Chandler called after her.

"Huh?" She whirled around. "You forgot keys."

"Keys right," she ran back in and grabbed them out of his hands.

"Can I come?" Rachel asked. The question stopped Monica in her mad rush.

"Sure," she said eyeing Rachel.

"I'll stay here," Phoebe said sitting down. "I haven't had breakfast yet." Monica nodded.

"Come on then," she told Rachel. "Grab your book bags!" The five of them headed out to Monica's van and piled in. Monica strapped Tess in and then got in the driver's seat and pulled out of the driveway.

" Mommy's always running late on her mornings," Jamie confided in Rachel. "Daddy's mornings always run much smoother." Rachel looked at her obsessive friend in shock. Monica had always been the organized one.

"Things change," Monica said shrugging. "I never remember that I don't have the cushion like I had at the restaurant where I could go in late."

"Where do you work now?" Rachel asked.

"Child services," Monica said. "I love it, but I miss being a chef."

"Mommy? When were you a chef?" Juliana asked from the back.

"It seems like forever ago," Monica answered. "When Daddy and I lived in New York, darling."

"Before you had us?" Jamie asked unable to comprehend a world where he didn't exist.

"Yes, before we had you guys," Monica told her son.

"What a sad person you must have been," he said honestly. Monica looked at Rachel and for the first time in two days, she burst out laughing. Rachel had missed her friend's laugh and laughed along side with her. They pulled up to Juliana and Jamie's preschool and Monica hopped out.

"Can you stay here with Tess?" She asked Rachel who nodded. Then she took both her kids' hands and led them inside the building. When she emerged, she was talking to another mother.

"Are we still on for dinner with you and Chandler?" The woman asked.

"Oh, yeah," Monica said. "We'll see you and Derek then, bye Liz!" Monica ran back to her car and got in next to Rachel.

"I guess we should go home and talk about what's going to happen now," Monica said backing up and driving down the street.

"Mon, I just...we just....well, we missed you guys so much...and I know that you missed us too....when you said that you weren't coming back to New York, well, it felt like you were saying that you weren't coming back to us. That you had moved on from us and that we didn't matter." Monica stopped at a stop sign and turned to her friend.

"Of course you matter," she told Rachel. "You always mattered to us. You were always in our thoughts. When the twins and Tessa were born, we thought of you. Ask me their middle names."

"What are their middle names?" Rachel asked as Monica began driving once more.

"Juliana Rachel, Jamie Ross, and Tessa Lillian, after Pheeb's mom," Monica said looking at the road. "And we always figured our next kid would have Joey's name. We never forgot about you and us choosing to stay in Seattle really, well, it has nothing to do with you. We want to be your friends again, and we want you in our lives. But we can't move back. We can't go back."

"I understand," Rachel said finally after a moment of silence had fallen over the car. And she did. "Oh Monica." They pulled into the driveway and the two fell into a hug. They had gotten their best friends back. They were both crying and Tess looked back and forth from her mother to the woman in the front seat with interest until she had had enough of being in the car and let out a wail. Monica pulled away and laughed as she wiped her face clear of the tears and got out and got her daughter out. She carried her inside and found the Chandler had had the same conversation with the rest of them, because they were all crying and hugging. Monica had to chuckle at it and hugged them all tightly to her.

"I missed you," she whispered to her brother.

"I missed you and my nieces and nephew that I didn't know I had," he said.

"We have a lot that we have to fix," she said. "And a lot of catching up to do."

"We will," Chandler said taking her hand. "Don't worry. We will."

That night, as the kids watched a movie in the playroom, the six friends sat in the family room and talked about old times and what happened in the five years since they had been apart. Monica watched her friends and smiled. She had really missed them. Joey's denseness, Phoebe's oddities, Ross's boring stories, which were still boring, and Rachel's habit for gossiping.

"Oh Mon! Remember..." and she would launch into a story about one of their old friends. Monica would nod and smile along with the story just happy that they were all back together again. The phone rang and Monica answered it.

"Hello?"

"Mon?"

"Hi Paul! How are you?"

"I'm fine," he told her. It was the cop that had taken care of them, Morrison. He had became one their close friends because they trusted him and he knew all about them.

"I'm in town," he told her.

"We would love for you to come over then!" Monica told him. She walked into the living room where it was quiet. "Our old friends found us."

"Really? How? Monica, are you and Chandler and the kids okay? You know that there are people who would still like to hurt you."

"Calm down," she told him. "They recognized us in the park. They were here on a trip."

"I think that I should definitely come over then," he said. Monica nodded, knowing that Paul had become like a big brother to her, and a best friend to Chandler, and he wasn't going to calm down until he came over and checked everything out. Monica hung up and walked back into the living room and told Chandler.

"Paul is coming over," she said.

"Oh? Good," he said. An hour later, the doorbell rang and Monica answered it. He came in and hugged her.

"Hey stranger," she said hugging him back .

"Uncle Paul!" Jamie and Juliana came running into the front hall and jumped on him.

"Hi guys," he said. Chandler came into the hall and shook his hand. The four friends stayed in the kitchen and watched. Monica and Chandler pulled the twins away and then looked from their friends to Paul.

"Oh, Paul," Monica said. "These are the friends that would told you about. Rachel, Ross, Joey, and Phoebe."

"More like the friends that they wouldn't stop talking about," Paul said reaching out his hand to shake.

"Let's go back to the family room," Chandler suggested and picked up Juliana and Jamie under his arms causing both to giggle and carried them into the room with the adults and set them down. He sat on the couch and Monica sat down next to him and leaned back against them as the twins came over and made themselves comfortable on their parent's laps. Paul took a seat next to them and the other four took their old seats and they looked expectantly around the room at each other.

"You won't tell anyone that you saw them right?" Paul finally asked. "I'm sorry, it's my job to ask you that."

"We won't tell," Ross promised. Paul nodded.

"Not until we give the go ahead," Paul said. "After five years, they're still going to want to find those two." Monica and Chandler looked at each other. "On to lighter subjects though..." and they were off in a different direction. Monica couldn't help but notice the way that Rachel and Paul kept looking at each other. She mentioned it to Chandler after they had all gone home and they were in bed.

"Don't play matchmaker," he pleaded.

"Why not?" She demanded to know.

"You know what happens when you try to fix people up," he told her. "It always end in disasters. The Murphy's blamed their divorce on you."

"Well, that just wasn't fair," she said indignantly putting her hands on her hips. "How was I supposed to know that she wouldn't tell him about her prosthetic leg until they were married. He wondered why she always wore leg warmers to bed. And by the way, it was really superficial for him to dump her because of that!" Monica and Chandler looked at each other and began laughing. It felt good to laugh.

"So Paul and Rachel?" Chandler said as he leaned over to turn off the light.

"We'll call you," Monica assured Rachel as she gave her a hug goodbye.

"Promise?"

"Swear," Monica said. They hugged once more.

"This Paul is really cute, is he married?" Rachel asked Monica. Monica looked over at her husband who was containing a laugh.

"Actually he's single," Monica told her. "Give him a call."

"Maybe I will," Rachel said smiling to herself. Monica gave a chuckle and turned and hugged Phoebe.

"Bye Uncle Ross," Jamie said giving him a hug.

"Bye Aunt Rachel," Juliana said at the same time. Tessa was just being passed around.

"Bye," her little voice said.

"Did she just say her first word?" Monica asked Chandler. He nodded looking in awe at his daughter. Monica took her off of Joey and kissed her.

"Baby! You said your first word," she said hugging her daughter.

"Bye," Tess said again seeing the reaction of the first time she said it.

"Well, we were here for at least one important moment," Rachel commented. They hugged once more before they piled into their rental car and drove off waving to the family that was standing there waving. They had plans to come back in a few months, Paul had said that it was safer for Monica and Chandler to stay in Seattle rather then go to New York.

"Someday," he said. "Everything will be back to normal." But the friends knew that things would never be back to the way that they once were. They were just happy to have found each other again.

~*I hoped that you liked it. Please review and tell me what you thought. I rushed the ending because like I said musical is starting and I have no time and wanted to get it done. Anyway, review please!*~