"So Uncle Chandler, where have you been

FINALLY, I WROTE IT or should I say Anna and I. So basically what happened last was that Chandler got a letter from Ben, Decided to Meet Ben and here is where we left off.

Don't Leave Me

"So Uncle Chandler, where have you been? Have you been at the same place all this time?" Ben asked, once they had gotten to a small café and sat down at one of the outdoor tables.

"Let's not talk about that," Chandler said, wanting to avoid the subject.

"Auntie Monica's going to want to know" Ben said. "She's really missed you. And everyone's been telling her that you're dead."

"My wife thinks I'm dead?" Chandler asked.

"No" Ben said. "Everyone else does."

"Oh…"

"She's quite messed up about it" Ben continued.

'Oh great…' Chandler thought. 'Just what I needed.'

"She's like living in her own little world, and each time she hears someone say 'babe' she stops and gets this look on her face."

"My nickname for her…" Chandler said feeling like it was a smart thing to say. Even if Ben had never heard him call her that the boy would probably believe him. For some reason he didn't want to admit yet that he didn't remember this Monica woman, or even the boy he was with at the moment.

"How come you took off?" Ben asked.

"I thought I said I don't want to talk about that."

"Sorry… But you're here to stay now, right?"

"Right" Chandler agreed, without meaning it.

"Great!" Ben said, grinning. "Do you wanna go meet her right now?"

"What?" Chandler said, not understanding the turn their conversation had taken.

"Auntie Monica. Wanna come see her right now?"

"Uhm…" Chandler said, trying to avoid having to answer yes. "Do, do you think this would be such a good time?"

Ben frowned for a second, then smiled.

"No, you're right! My birthday party is much better! That way you'll get to meet her again and my Dad can't kill you."

"Ben I don't know if--"

"Come on Uncle Chandler, come on... She misses you, you know. And she'll be so happy to see you, trust me."

Chandler just nodded. He had preferred if he'd gotten to meet her one-on-one. He had no idea what she even looked like, if he had to meet her at a party he wouldn't know which one of the women there that would be her. He frowned and wondered how on earth he had ended up in this situation.

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Chandler swallowed hard and took a deep breath before he knocked on the door. A thousand worried questions went through his head. What if this wasn't the right apartment? What if this wasn't even the right building? What if the people Ben said were his wife and friends didn't recognize him? What if they were mad at him? And what if they asked him questions that he didn't have any answers for?

He took another deep breath and then told himself to just knock on the door and get it all over with, before he chickened out. He had promised Ben to show up. And he told himself that the sooner he knocked on the door the sooner he could leave, and the sooner he could go back to Florida. He shut out every thought of having to stick around after the party, even though logic told him that these people that Ben said he knew would want him to.

Monica looked up when she heard the knock on the door. She frowned in confusion and silently counted the people present. She couldn't think of anyone missing. Who was at the door? She glanced over at the birthday boy who seemed excited about the knocking. She wondered if he knew more than she did, or if he just thought it was some surprise delivery.

"Come in!" Ross shouted just as Monica was about to go open the door.

The door opened and Monica nearly dropped the glass in her hand. She heard Ross and Joey gasp at the same time, and a second later she heard surprised cries from Rachel and Phoebe, along with some surprised noises from the other people present. Except for Ben.

"What took you so long?" he asked Chandler.

"Chandler?" Monica said. "Is that you?"

Chandler wanted to turn around and run, but he knew he couldn't. He was trying desperately to figure out which one of the seven women present was his wife Monica. Was it the brunette who had called him by the same name as Ben used, or was it perhaps the blonde woman with the Flower Power blouse who looked like she had seen a ghost? Or was it one of the two women standing right behind Ben? He didn't know what to say or do.

Monica had waited for this moment for so long now, and she had often thought about it. But each time she had thought about it, she had hurried up to him, hugged and kissed him and asked where he had been. Now that it was actually happening, she didn't do either of those things. She put her glass down and turned, running to her bedroom. She couldn't handle the shock; she had been so completely unprepared. She needed a minute to calm down before she could go out there and face him. There were so many questions she needed to ask and so many things she needed to get to say to him, but they all boiled down to the same thing. That she loved him.

Out in the living room, Chandler was still trying to figure out which woman was Monica. He had quickly ruled out some of them, who didn't seem like they had any closer relationship with him, but there were four women left, including the one who had turned and left, that could be Monica. He was getting really uncomfortable, he was in a room full of strangers, and they were all staring at him as if he were a UFO.

"Chandler?" one of the men finally said.

"Yeah, it's Uncle Chandler!" Ben declared with a grin.

"But... but... how... I mean... How did... When did... What the..."

Chandler didn't answer the half questions the man asked him. He didn't know what to say or do, and he wished he hadn't shown up. He had obviously wrecked the party and these people didn't seem the least bit happy to see him.

"Uhm, I should just, I, uh, I'm just gonna, I think I'll leave" he stuttered and was just about to turn around and walk out of the apartment when the brunette came back out in the living room.

"You've been gone all this time and I don't even get a kiss for hello when you get back?" she said, trying to should cheerful and casual but doing a poor job.

"I, uh..." Chandler said.

"Christ Chandler, it hasn't been that long, don't tell me you don't recognise your wife" Monica said, still trying to sound cheerful and casual.

Chandler swallowed hard. He had forgotten all about her. But he couldn't tell her that. He couldn't tell her anything, or at least it felt like he couldn't. He hoped she had joked about him kissing her. He would be kissing a stranger while she would be kissing a husband. And he had a strong feeling she'd know that as soon as their lips met.

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Chandler sat at the kitchen table and looked around he realised that the room was clearing. People were starting to leave; he knew soon he'd have to explain his disappearance. He decided he'd explain to Monica first in private. He got up and went over to where she was taking pictures.

"Monica?" Chandler asked nervous

"Yea" She said cheerfully

"Can we take a walk, I wanted to talk to about why I've been gone"

"Okay. Let me just do a few things and I'll be ready"

"Alright, I'll just be over in the kitchen" He said with a slight smile

Chandler watched her take a few more pictures then tell Ben's father (he doesn't know his name yet) she was taking a walk.

"Okay I'm already lets go" Mon said kinda nervous but really happy

She grabs her coat and he put it on her and then he went and put his on too. With that they were out the door.

****

Chandler and Monica neared a bench and sat down. Since they had left the apartment neither Chandler nor Monica haven't said a word.

Monica was so worried he left because he didn't love her and she just wouldn't be able to handle that right now. 'It makes no sense why he left. We were so happy' she thought.

'Alright I'll just tell her the truth I lost my memory and I still don't remember a lot' Chandler thought

"So…" Monica said breaking the silence

"Monica, look I'm really sorry. There's really no easy way to say this but I have lost my memory" There he said and was a huge relief off his chest.

Monica just sat there opened mouth. She couldn't believe it. He hadn't left her for someone else or cause he didn't love her or because he was dead. He lost his memory. 'Well didn't expect that. I wonder why though'.

"What, How, When" she stuttered

"Well it's hard to remember I think I fell and knocked my self back to where I was living when I was a kid. I couldn't remember anything except my middle and last name. I went to check for my wallet, but it wasn't there. So I moved to Florida and my name there was Zachary Bing, Zack for short of course." Chandler took a deep breath and then let out a sigh. Hopefully she was taking this well.

Monica just couldn't believe it. She just didn't know what to say. Then finally the question she needed to ask is

"Chandler do you remember me at all?"

"No actually I don't. See Ben I'm guessing your nephew. Found Me. Smart kid. So I decided that maybe I could find something about my past. I was so shocked to find I was married, and have all these friends," Chandler answered honestly

"Wow, this is like so unbelievable. Well I'm getting really tired and I think maybe tommorow we can got to the doctors and see why you lost yours memory and try to get it back" She said. She wanted to go to bed. This was just all too much for her. Plus she did want to know why he lost his memory from a fall. She knew he wasn't feeling good that day. So she knew it was serious.

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