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"Mommy!" Five year old Sarah tugged on Monica's sleeve. Monica turned around from her position at the counter to face her daughter.

"What's the matter Sarah?" She asked.

"Caroline and Daddy are back from the airport with Uncle Joey," Sarah reported and ran to the door where Chandler was carrying a large suitcase in one hand and a even bigger suitcase in the other hand. Joey came in next with two smaller bags and Caroline came in dragging a bag on the ground. Monica wiped her hands on her apron that she had been wearing as her and Sarah made cookies and ran to her friend and threw her arms around his neck.

"Hi Mon!" Joey picked her up and spun her around and then set her back down gently. "I should be careful of the baby. Chandler told me, congratulations!" He put his hand on Monica's slightly bigger stomach.

"Thanks Joe," she said smiling. "Speaking of, where's Jane and the baby?"

"Coming right now," Jane announced holding the baby in her arms.

"Oh, let me hold him," Monica said holding out her arms to take little Jacob in her arms.

"How come you get a boy the first time and I've had two and one on the way and I get all girls?" Chandler whined.

"Does Daddy wish we were boys?" Sarah asked and Chandler forgot that his daughter picked up on everything.

"Of course not," Chandler answered quickly scooping her up in his arms and carrying her into the kitchen where everyone soon followed. Chandler set her on the chair and Caroline struggled to climb onto another one next to her sister and Monica came in holding seven-month-old Jacob and sat down on the chair next to her daughters.

"So do you know if it's a boy or a girl yet?" Jane asked.

"Girl," Monica said laughing. "Poor Chandler is never going to get his boy."

"I somehow figured I'd end up with all girls," Chandler said glumly.

"Just wait until they're old enough to date," Joey pointed out.

"I hope you and Jane have a girl next time," Chandler shot back. Then they laughed. It was so nice. To see the two of them laughing together. Monica remembered three years before when they never uttered three words consecutively. She kissed the top of Jacob's head and reluctantly handed him over to Jane. The doorbell rang and Sarah raced to get it and following, though her much smaller legs made it hard to catch up, was Caroline. Sarah pulled it open with a shout of glee as her Uncle Ross, her Aunt Rachel and their daughter, Laura, came into the house followed by her older brother Ben. Laura was Caroline's age, so it was perfect for them, because they had an automatic friend. The adults exchanged hellos and hugs and moved into the living room where they waited for the arrival of Phoebe and her husband David, who had yet to have any children. Caroline grabbed a toy off of Laura and told her that she wasn't allowed to have it and Laura pushed her down and both began wailing and ran to their respective mothers. In a minute though, Caroline had grabbed Laura's hand and they were off and playing.

"Isn't it funny how easily they forgive each other?" Monica pointed out, regretting it as soon as she had said it.

"Yeah," Joey said quietly. Chandler and Joey glanced at each other, each remembering that feeling of not having your friend forgive you or being the one who wasn't doing the forgiving. They had lost so many years, years that would never be replaced. They had grown up and had kids and met soul mates without each other. The most frightening thing about it was it made them realize that maybe, they didn't need each other. Their group had been so codependent on everyone else that Chandler and Monica had feared that maybe they couldn't last without the support and friendship of the other four. The most startling realization was that yes, they could make it without the others, and most important, they could prosper without the other four. Ross and Rachel finally could get things together and get together. Phoebe found it much easier to succumb to David and move to wherever he wanted her to. Joey found he could move to the west coast and find a steady girlfriend and settle down and get married. In a way, the fight had been a blessing. It had forced them to get out of their codependent group and grow up and expand and move on with their lives. As sad as that was, that had been what they had needed to do.

Chandler wrapped his arm around his wife who smiled at him. A sad smile, a smile that told him that she was thinking exactly what he was thinking. They had been inseparable, the six of them, and the fight had broken that up, but in some way it had been good....she didn't know how to explain it. Explain the feeling that she felt she should feel guilty for thinking it had been a good thing. People had gotten hurt, feelings had gotten hurt, she herself had cried many times over it, but....so many good things had happened while they were apart.

"Monica?" Chandler asked her and she turned to face him and looked at him taking all that she was thinking and feeling in.

"Yeah?"

"Are you okay?"

"I'm just happy to have everyone here," she told him. It was a half lie. She was happy to see everyone. In fact, she was absolutely thrilled.

"That's only a half truth," he whispered. "You're thinking about something else." He knew her too well.

"I was just...I'll talk about it to you later," she kissed him on the cheek and he put his hand in hers and waited to hear the doorbell to have the six of them together again.

"So what was bothering you tonight?" He asked her as they were getting into bed. She sighed and spilled it. The feelings that she couldn't quite place and the feeling that she should feel guilty. He listened and then enveloped her in a hug and held her tightly to him.

"Listen to me," he said. "You didn't do anything, you know that? You didn't do anything because you didn't start the fight. And you're right. It forced us to move on with our lives. That's what it did. And so you have every right to feel the way that you do about what happened." She nodded, though still completely uncertain about what he was saying. He lifted her chin and smiled at her.

"Tired?" He asked.

"Extremely," she answered and slipped under the covers and felt his arms encircle her.

"Do you realize," he whispered in the dark. "We are all under the same roof? Crowded, sure, but under the same roof." Monica smiled and thought about it. They had done some squishing, but everyone had fit in the house with minimal problems.

"It's nice, isn't it?" Monica said and sighed a content sigh. "I missed them." But, she added silently to herself, it's all over now. We're all together again.

"So did I." He kissed the back of her head and clung to her. It was one of those nights where he needed to feel her next to him, and hear her breath in and out in the soothing placid way that she did.

"Goodnight," she mumbled almost asleep.

"Goodnight, babe," he murmured into her ear.

"I missed this!" Joey announced as he dug into the stack of pancakes that Monica had put in front of him.

"I'm glad that you like them," Monica said laughing.

"You are a cooking god," he told her and she giggled again.

"Why thanks, Joe. Listen to the compliments Chandler. You could learn something."

"Oh good job, Joey, like I don't have enough to think about when I open my mouth," Chandler teased and they all laughed.

"Chandler, don't tell me you finally mastered the art about thinking before you talk!" Ross said sitting next to him at the kitchen table and took a sip of his coffee.

"I'm not quite there, but I am surely working on it," Chandler replied and the rest of the adults laughed. Rachel came stumbling in, never really a morning person.

"Nice sleep Rach?" Monica asked holding in her laughter at the sight of Rachel's hair in five different places.

"Oh, yeah," she said. "Just lovely." Rachel and Ross had taken Sarah's room and Monica had moved Sarah in with Caroline and Laura. She stopped and placed her hand on her stomach and made a face.

"What's the matter?" Chandler practically hurtled over to her. "Is it the baby?"

"She just kicked!" Monica said and grabbed his hand and set it on her protruding stomach.

"Did you pick out names yet?" Ross asked taking a bite of the pancakes.

"Not yet," Chandler said not wanting to sit back down yet.

"Well you have, what? Four more months?"

"Four and a half," Monica said flipping another pancake and setting it down on the plate. She finally sat down at a chair and pulled the plate of pancakes towards her and smothered them in syrup. She looked around at her friends and smiled at her husband. It was nice to have everyone there, but somehow she knew that it couldn't last. There was no way that everyone could stay here and be happy and all lovey-dovey. It was great for a week, but then came the realization that in a week it would end and they would go back to being on opposite sides of the country. They would look out onto two different oceans and be in two different time zones. Things would have changed for the better, because they were all talking again, but in reality everyday life would not change so much.

"So what do our lovely hosts have planned for us today?" Ross asked.

"Shopping?" Rachel asked hopefully. Monica and Phoebe laughed.

"You never change," Monica said and Rachel laughed as well. "Sure, we can go shopping. Jane would you like to come?"

"Oh, I'd love that thanks," Jane said.

"We can golf," Chandler suggested.

"You golf? Chandler Bing golfs?" Joey exclaimed and the rest of them laughed.

"It's quite relaxing," Chandler said indignantly.

"Do you wear the little pants and the hat too?" Ross teased.

"Oh Ross, like you have room to talk," Rachel said. "You play racquetball every Monday and Wednesday night."

"We've become old men," Chandler said laughing.

"Speak for yourself," Joey told him. "I am not old and I don't play golf or racquetball."

"So how was golf?" Jane asked her husband as he came in that night.

"Oh so much fun! Can we get a membership at a club when we get home?" He raved.

"We'll see." She laughed.

"Told you you'd like it," Chandler said and he took a seat next to his wife who gave him a kiss. "Are you just trying to soften me up before I look at that shopping bill that you made?"

"No, why in the world would you say that?" She asked pretending to be shocked.

"Give it to me," he turned his head and squeezed his eyes shut and opened them when she handed him the credit card bill.

"Well, it looks like Sarah won't be going to college," he teased and she hit him on the arm. The kids were in bed, the adults were enjoying wine and grape juice in the Bings' living room. The theme of the conversation was how much they had missed each other and reminiscing on old times.

"Remember the game to win the apartment back?" Monica asked Phoebe and Rachel.

"I remember," Joey said laughing. "Name a quality about a tree. The answer I was looking for was leafy, leafy." Phoebe turned red and laughed.

"It was the best answer next to green," she said defending her game. They all laughed hysterically and patted her arm.

"It was a good game," Chandler said. They all laughed again and the sound of the laughter filled the room and made them all feel safe and warm. It had been the thing missing from their lives for so long.

"So I was thinking," Rachel said. "You know, about names. I was thinking I like Rene."

"Rene?" Monica said and threw it around in her head and smiled. "Maybe."

"What about Josephine?" Joey suggested.

"How about no," Chandler remarked.

"Susan?" Jane asked and the other six laughed.

"I think that is a safe no," Ross said.

"And no Emily," Rachel added. "I may not be able to forgive you, Mon." That was a sobering thought and the laughter stopped for a minute before Phoebe interrupted.

"Rainy?"

"No!" They all said and the laughter once again started as they thought of names for the third daughter in the Bing family. Outside the rain started and Joey smiled at his best friend who smiled back at him.

"How about Phoenix?" Phoebe suggested. The pure look of horror on Monica's face was priceless and Chandler wished that he had a video camera.

"Let's get a picture of the six of you," Jane suggested and arranged the six friends on the couch.

"It's not an orange couch, but it will do," Joey said. And they wrapped their arms around each other and grinned for the camera.

~*I hoped that you liked it! It took me so long to get the last part up because I had major writer's block. Anyway, please review!*~