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*Back To You*
~Movie Nite~
"Oh, you're still here." Monica walked into her apartment and greeted Chandler.
"Hello to you too, Mon." He joked.
"Sorry. I was just surprised." Monica set her keys down and hung her coat on the chair.
"Want dinner?" She asked. Chandler shook his head.
"I can eat at home. I've been here all day." That got Monica thinking about the box again. Should she ask him about it?
"So," she asked casually, "What'd you do all day?" She tried the subtle approach.
"Oh, nothing." He answered. "Hung out with Joey, watched some TV, that reminds me, you're out of beer."
"Okay." She sighed, disappointed. He hadn't said anything about the box. Oh, well.
Should I ask her about the box? Chandler wondered.
"Hey Mon, Do you still have my ring?" Monica's eyes suddenly grew sad and her mouth opened a little.
"Monica?" Chandler waved his hand in front of her face. "You okay?" Monica didn't respond. Why did he want the ring back? To return? To, to propose to someone else?
"W-w-why?" Monica finally got out. Chandler sighed.
"I was, you know," Chandler scraped his foot on the ground. "Curious."
"Oh. Well, yeah I have it. I'll- um... get it back to you?" Monica
"Yeah, alright." Now Chandler was disappointed. Monica didn't even say anything about a box. "Do you wanna rent some movies? I think there's a Blockbuster down the street."
"Yeah, there is. They added it in about, oh, a few months ago?"
"Wow," Chandler said, staring at Monica. "Amazing how things can change, huh?"
"Yeah." Monica stared at Chandler, then snapped her head. "Well, I'll make dinner, you get movies?"
"Yeah, sure."
~*~
About forty-five minutes later Chandler walked in.
"Jesus Christ, people these days-" He glanced over and saw Monica. "People. Saturday night. Blockbuster. Don't even *go* there." Monica laughed. After dinner, Monica cleaned everything up as Chandler looked on.
"Wow. At least some things haven't changed." Monica turned from the sink and gave him a Monica look.
"Okay, okay." He picked up the Blockbuster bag he had hung on the door. "Wanna watch a movie?"
"Sure. I'm done." Monica took off the little apron she had on and faced Chandler. "What'd you get?"
"Let's see..." He looked. "What Lies Beneath, The Perfect Storm, Fools Rush In," he glanced up at her. "For *you*. I know you like that kind of stuff. And..." he pulled out the last movie. "What?! Legally Blonde?!? I didn't get this!!" Monica burst out laughing and managed to get out,
"It's okay, Chandler. We *all* know." She burst into laughter again.
"Not funny, Mon. I swear this isn't mine!"
"Sorry, sorry. So," she glanced up casually, "You wanna watch it?"
"Monica!" Chandler looked up, his eyes wide, the looked down at the case and shrugged. "Okay, why not?" Which sent Monica into peals of laughter again. When she was done, they popped in the video and watched it all the way through.
"Well," Chandler stood up and stretched. "That wasn't so bad." He glanced at Monica. "I mean, it was horrible!" Monica laughed, and picked up the next movie there.
"The Perfect Storm?" Chandler nodded. "Let me get some blankets." They got blankets and Monica was leaning on Chandler's side as the movie started. Chandler could tell Monica was asleep as her breathing got steadier. Monica grabbed the balnkets and mumbled something in her sleep. Chandler chuckled and stood up to get the blankets over her, when her mumbling became clearer and louder.
"I love you." Chandler stood, frozen, as Monica groped at the blankets. He sat down, with his mouth wide open. Was she talking to him? No, no way. He snapped himself out of it. She was talking in her sleep. Probably about George Clooney. Yeah, that must be it. He shook her awake anyway.
"Monica?" He shook her. "Mon?" Monica's eyelids fluttered open.
"Oh, Chandler. Did I fall asleep?"
"Yeah."
"Movie over?"
"Movie? Um... yeah." Chandler mumbled. Monica glanced at the TV screen. George Clooney was hanging on to a piece of wood and talking to the sky. She gave Chandler a strange look.
"You okay?"
"Me?" Chandler gave a nervous laugh. "Fine. You?"
"Yeah..." Monica gazed suspiciously. Chandler figured he'd just better get right to the point.
"You were talking in your sleep." Monica jerked her head and looked straight at Chandler.
"Did you.. um.. hear me?"
"Yeah." Silence. "Monica," Chandler started to say, then hesitated. He gained his courage back and said, "Do you love me?" More silence. After what seemed like forever, Monica answered.
"Yes." That one word shocked Chandler.
"Really?" Monica laughed.
"Yes, really." Silence again. "Do you love me?" Chandler didn't speak, but was suddnly very interested in Monica's sofa. Finally, he looked up.
"Monica-"
"Oh." Tears filled Monica's eyes. "I see. It's okay Chandler. You know, I'm really tired, so,"
"No, Monica wait." He pulled her arm and onto the couch. He kissed her. Monica was surprised, but then put her arms around him. Then the phone rang. Chandler paused.
"Machine," he mumbled. Monica nodded and kissed him again. The machine answered and they heard Monica's voice.
"Hey, this is Monica Gellar. I'm probably not here right now, so leave a message." Beep. Then they heard Joey's voice.
"Hey, Monica." They jumped apart like Joey was there, catching them. "Come quick, Rachel's in the hospital."
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What'd u think? I know this is kinda like TOW They Make It. (I'm sorry, SFGrl!) Is Rachel okay? Are Monica and Chandler together again? Do you care?? R/R Please!!!!!!!!!
*Back To You*
~Movie Nite~
"Oh, you're still here." Monica walked into her apartment and greeted Chandler.
"Hello to you too, Mon." He joked.
"Sorry. I was just surprised." Monica set her keys down and hung her coat on the chair.
"Want dinner?" She asked. Chandler shook his head.
"I can eat at home. I've been here all day." That got Monica thinking about the box again. Should she ask him about it?
"So," she asked casually, "What'd you do all day?" She tried the subtle approach.
"Oh, nothing." He answered. "Hung out with Joey, watched some TV, that reminds me, you're out of beer."
"Okay." She sighed, disappointed. He hadn't said anything about the box. Oh, well.
Should I ask her about the box? Chandler wondered.
"Hey Mon, Do you still have my ring?" Monica's eyes suddenly grew sad and her mouth opened a little.
"Monica?" Chandler waved his hand in front of her face. "You okay?" Monica didn't respond. Why did he want the ring back? To return? To, to propose to someone else?
"W-w-why?" Monica finally got out. Chandler sighed.
"I was, you know," Chandler scraped his foot on the ground. "Curious."
"Oh. Well, yeah I have it. I'll- um... get it back to you?" Monica
"Yeah, alright." Now Chandler was disappointed. Monica didn't even say anything about a box. "Do you wanna rent some movies? I think there's a Blockbuster down the street."
"Yeah, there is. They added it in about, oh, a few months ago?"
"Wow," Chandler said, staring at Monica. "Amazing how things can change, huh?"
"Yeah." Monica stared at Chandler, then snapped her head. "Well, I'll make dinner, you get movies?"
"Yeah, sure."
~*~
About forty-five minutes later Chandler walked in.
"Jesus Christ, people these days-" He glanced over and saw Monica. "People. Saturday night. Blockbuster. Don't even *go* there." Monica laughed. After dinner, Monica cleaned everything up as Chandler looked on.
"Wow. At least some things haven't changed." Monica turned from the sink and gave him a Monica look.
"Okay, okay." He picked up the Blockbuster bag he had hung on the door. "Wanna watch a movie?"
"Sure. I'm done." Monica took off the little apron she had on and faced Chandler. "What'd you get?"
"Let's see..." He looked. "What Lies Beneath, The Perfect Storm, Fools Rush In," he glanced up at her. "For *you*. I know you like that kind of stuff. And..." he pulled out the last movie. "What?! Legally Blonde?!? I didn't get this!!" Monica burst out laughing and managed to get out,
"It's okay, Chandler. We *all* know." She burst into laughter again.
"Not funny, Mon. I swear this isn't mine!"
"Sorry, sorry. So," she glanced up casually, "You wanna watch it?"
"Monica!" Chandler looked up, his eyes wide, the looked down at the case and shrugged. "Okay, why not?" Which sent Monica into peals of laughter again. When she was done, they popped in the video and watched it all the way through.
"Well," Chandler stood up and stretched. "That wasn't so bad." He glanced at Monica. "I mean, it was horrible!" Monica laughed, and picked up the next movie there.
"The Perfect Storm?" Chandler nodded. "Let me get some blankets." They got blankets and Monica was leaning on Chandler's side as the movie started. Chandler could tell Monica was asleep as her breathing got steadier. Monica grabbed the balnkets and mumbled something in her sleep. Chandler chuckled and stood up to get the blankets over her, when her mumbling became clearer and louder.
"I love you." Chandler stood, frozen, as Monica groped at the blankets. He sat down, with his mouth wide open. Was she talking to him? No, no way. He snapped himself out of it. She was talking in her sleep. Probably about George Clooney. Yeah, that must be it. He shook her awake anyway.
"Monica?" He shook her. "Mon?" Monica's eyelids fluttered open.
"Oh, Chandler. Did I fall asleep?"
"Yeah."
"Movie over?"
"Movie? Um... yeah." Chandler mumbled. Monica glanced at the TV screen. George Clooney was hanging on to a piece of wood and talking to the sky. She gave Chandler a strange look.
"You okay?"
"Me?" Chandler gave a nervous laugh. "Fine. You?"
"Yeah..." Monica gazed suspiciously. Chandler figured he'd just better get right to the point.
"You were talking in your sleep." Monica jerked her head and looked straight at Chandler.
"Did you.. um.. hear me?"
"Yeah." Silence. "Monica," Chandler started to say, then hesitated. He gained his courage back and said, "Do you love me?" More silence. After what seemed like forever, Monica answered.
"Yes." That one word shocked Chandler.
"Really?" Monica laughed.
"Yes, really." Silence again. "Do you love me?" Chandler didn't speak, but was suddnly very interested in Monica's sofa. Finally, he looked up.
"Monica-"
"Oh." Tears filled Monica's eyes. "I see. It's okay Chandler. You know, I'm really tired, so,"
"No, Monica wait." He pulled her arm and onto the couch. He kissed her. Monica was surprised, but then put her arms around him. Then the phone rang. Chandler paused.
"Machine," he mumbled. Monica nodded and kissed him again. The machine answered and they heard Monica's voice.
"Hey, this is Monica Gellar. I'm probably not here right now, so leave a message." Beep. Then they heard Joey's voice.
"Hey, Monica." They jumped apart like Joey was there, catching them. "Come quick, Rachel's in the hospital."
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What'd u think? I know this is kinda like TOW They Make It. (I'm sorry, SFGrl!) Is Rachel okay? Are Monica and Chandler together again? Do you care?? R/R Please!!!!!!!!!