Someone To Watch Over Me
Chapter Four: Here is Gone
Disclaimer: What else can I say? I really don't own them. I don't make any money off of this. If I did, do you honestly think I would baby-sit for those three little monsters on a semi-regular basis (meaning about two times a year LOL)? I don't own the song either. It's from the Goo Goo Dolls' CD Gutterflower, and I'm listening to it now, so…
I'm not really sure if people are actually interested in this, but I'm writing it anyway. I really should be doing my homework, but I'm not 'cause I had a terrible afternoon yesterday, got almost no sleep last night, came home from school sick, and had to miss dance this afternoon. So if you are actually reading this, that works out pretty well for you… (Side note after finishing: I started this on Monday…)
This is gonna start about one month after the last part left off (Monica and Brian have been dating for almost seven months). Since I haven't written this in ages, you may want to go back and refresh your memory…
It was Thanksgiving, and all six friends (Brian was on call and Kathy was, well we'll get into that later) were at Monica and Rachel's apartment. Although in about eight months it would no longer be Monica and Rachel's apartment. Ross had proposed to Rachel, and the gang had been consumed with wedding plans. Everyone was so happy that they had managed to work out their problems and stay together. Judy was especially happy because it looked as if both of her children would be getting married soon. Brian was everything that she had ever hoped that her daughter would find in a man. He was smart, he was a doctor, he was handsome, he was good to her, he was respected by all of his colleagues, and he was a genuinely nice person.
And yet, Monica still couldn't see the man in her dreams.
Everyone was seated at the table for Thanksgiving dinner. Well, everyone except for Chandler, that is. Chandler was actually spending Thanksgiving inside a box to prove to Joey that he was a good friend. Chandler had made a huge mistake, the mistake to end all other mistakes, and now he was trying desperately to make up for it. He had done the unthinkable. He had done the unimaginable. He had kissed Joey's girlfriend.
It had taken Joey this long to even speak to him. If Chandler could just hold out a few more hours, he would at least be partially forgiven. Just a few more hours. When the seconds felt like minutes, two more hours might seem a bit unreasonable. But not in this case.
It was right as they finished Thanksgiving dinner that Kathy decided to make her grand entrance. Joey even allowed her to speak to Chandler through the box, although Chandler was not permitted to respond.
She and Chandler had been dating since 'the incident,' but she decided to break it off because she didn't want to come between two best friends. In a way, it was better that Chandler couldn't speak.
Kathy sighed, turned around, and left the apartment, trying not to look back.
If anything was going to happen, Joey was going to have to make the first move.
Joey nodded at the others, and they helped him open the box for Chandler to get out. Joey and Chandler shared one of their special hugs briefly, but Joey urged him to go after Kathy.
"You still have time to catch her," Joey said to Chandler. He did.
*******
"Hey Mon," Rachel asked, as she tried on the 100th wedding dress that day. "What do you think of this one?" It was a Saturday afternoon, and it was nearly five months until the wedding. Rachel had gone into shopping-mode like they had never seen it before. She re-defined the term 'shop-a- holic.' But she wanted her wedding to be perfect. And perfect it would be.
"It's just as good as the other 500 that you've tried this week, Rach," she smiled at her best friend and shook her head. "You look great in all of them. Just pick one."
"I have one more to try on here," she said.
"Just one?"
"Yes, just one. I'll be right back."
"Sure, Rach," Monica couldn't help laughing to herself. She already knew exactly what she wanted her wedding dress to look like. She'd be able to find it within a matter of hours, not a matter of weeks.
"Well, what do you think?" Rachel asked when she finally emerged.
"Oh Rach, it looks beautiful."
"This is the dress. I can feel it."
"It really is a great dress."
"See Mon, this is why you try on the other 500 dresses first…"
"So where to next?"
"Well, first we're gonna go look at the flower arrangements and then…"
Monica stopped listening after item seven on Rachel's list. Not because she wasn't interested, but because she became lost in her own thoughts. She had never felt her own marriage seem so far off in the future. It wasn't that she wasn't happy with Brian. It was something more complex then that. Even Monica herself didn't realize it quite yet.
*******
Brian was taking her out to dinner that same Saturday evening. He had been working a lot recently, and this was the first Saturday that he had, had off in almost a month and a half. Monica seemed a little distant to him on the cab ride to the restaurant. But then again, they had been fairly distant with each other over the past few weeks, probably even the past few months. He wasn't just accusing Monica; he knew that he was guilty of the exact same thing. What had happened? Had they just stopped trying to make it work? Or had it ever been there in the first place?
You and I got something
But it's all and then it's nothing to me
And I got my defenses
When it comes to your intentions for me
And we wake up in the breakdown
Of the things we never thought we could be
I'm not the one who broke you
I'm not the one you should fear
What do you got to move you darling
I thought I lost you somewhere
But you were never really ever there at all
And I want to get free talk to me
I can feel you falling
And I wanted to be all you need
Somehow here is gone
He watched Monica pick at her chicken carelessly. He had never seen her pick at her food like that before. Her eyes wandered around the restaurant subconsciously, and there was an awkward air between them.
I have no solution
To the sound of this pollution in me
And I was not the answer
So forget you ever thought it was me
I'm not the one who broke you
I'm not the one you should fear
What do you got to move you darling
I thought I lost you somewhere
But you were never really ever there at all
And I want to get free talk to me
I can feel you falling
And I wanted to be all you need
Somehow here is gone
She knew it was over. It had been over for a long time. But neither one of them wanted to be the first to admit it.
And I don't need the fallout of all the past
That's here between us
And I'm not holding on
And all your lies weren't enough to keep me here
And I want to get free talk to me
I can feel you falling
I know it's out there
I know it's out there
I can feel you falling
I know it's out there
I know it's out there
1 Somehow here is gone
The tension was evident, the silence deafening. They both knew what they had to do. You can't keep pretending forever.
Finally, Brian spoke.
*******
"We're back!" Rachel yelled as she and Ross flung the door to Monica's apartment. Monica, Phoebe, and Joey all ran and hugged them.
"How was the honeymoon?" Monica asked.
"Yeah baby," Joey said.
"It was wonderful," Rachel ignored Joey's comment. "We have gifts for everyone, but we left them back at our place."
"We want to hear all about it." Monica said. But she was interrupted by Bridie and Brian, who were now dating and had become a part of the group.
"Hey Ross. Hey Rachel. How was the honeymoon?"
"We were just about to tell everyone about it," Ross said.
"Let's go down and get some coffee," Rachel suggested. "That plane trip was really exhausting."
"Shouldn't we wait for Chandler and Kathy?" Brian asked.
"No, Chandler just left for the airport to go to that business meeting or whatever it was that he's been complaining about all week." Everyone laughed.
"Let's go then," Phoebe said.
They got down to the coffeehouse and sat down in their usual spot, and as she had planned it, Kathy entered a few minutes later.
"Hey Kathy. What's that?" Phoebe motioned to her hand.
"Chandler didn't tell you?" She seemed slightly confused.
"No. What?"
"Well, I'm surprised he didn't tell you already, but," she took a breath and continued, "We're getting married."
That's all for now, folks. Yeah, I know it's a little cut up, but I needed to make it go faster or this fic would keep going forever… Plus, my dad should be getting here any minute now and I want this chapter finished. Please review. It would make me very happy, and it's been quite a week… There's only one chapter left to go, which I may or may not write, depending on what you think.
Chapter Four: Here is Gone
Disclaimer: What else can I say? I really don't own them. I don't make any money off of this. If I did, do you honestly think I would baby-sit for those three little monsters on a semi-regular basis (meaning about two times a year LOL)? I don't own the song either. It's from the Goo Goo Dolls' CD Gutterflower, and I'm listening to it now, so…
I'm not really sure if people are actually interested in this, but I'm writing it anyway. I really should be doing my homework, but I'm not 'cause I had a terrible afternoon yesterday, got almost no sleep last night, came home from school sick, and had to miss dance this afternoon. So if you are actually reading this, that works out pretty well for you… (Side note after finishing: I started this on Monday…)
This is gonna start about one month after the last part left off (Monica and Brian have been dating for almost seven months). Since I haven't written this in ages, you may want to go back and refresh your memory…
It was Thanksgiving, and all six friends (Brian was on call and Kathy was, well we'll get into that later) were at Monica and Rachel's apartment. Although in about eight months it would no longer be Monica and Rachel's apartment. Ross had proposed to Rachel, and the gang had been consumed with wedding plans. Everyone was so happy that they had managed to work out their problems and stay together. Judy was especially happy because it looked as if both of her children would be getting married soon. Brian was everything that she had ever hoped that her daughter would find in a man. He was smart, he was a doctor, he was handsome, he was good to her, he was respected by all of his colleagues, and he was a genuinely nice person.
And yet, Monica still couldn't see the man in her dreams.
Everyone was seated at the table for Thanksgiving dinner. Well, everyone except for Chandler, that is. Chandler was actually spending Thanksgiving inside a box to prove to Joey that he was a good friend. Chandler had made a huge mistake, the mistake to end all other mistakes, and now he was trying desperately to make up for it. He had done the unthinkable. He had done the unimaginable. He had kissed Joey's girlfriend.
It had taken Joey this long to even speak to him. If Chandler could just hold out a few more hours, he would at least be partially forgiven. Just a few more hours. When the seconds felt like minutes, two more hours might seem a bit unreasonable. But not in this case.
It was right as they finished Thanksgiving dinner that Kathy decided to make her grand entrance. Joey even allowed her to speak to Chandler through the box, although Chandler was not permitted to respond.
She and Chandler had been dating since 'the incident,' but she decided to break it off because she didn't want to come between two best friends. In a way, it was better that Chandler couldn't speak.
Kathy sighed, turned around, and left the apartment, trying not to look back.
If anything was going to happen, Joey was going to have to make the first move.
Joey nodded at the others, and they helped him open the box for Chandler to get out. Joey and Chandler shared one of their special hugs briefly, but Joey urged him to go after Kathy.
"You still have time to catch her," Joey said to Chandler. He did.
*******
"Hey Mon," Rachel asked, as she tried on the 100th wedding dress that day. "What do you think of this one?" It was a Saturday afternoon, and it was nearly five months until the wedding. Rachel had gone into shopping-mode like they had never seen it before. She re-defined the term 'shop-a- holic.' But she wanted her wedding to be perfect. And perfect it would be.
"It's just as good as the other 500 that you've tried this week, Rach," she smiled at her best friend and shook her head. "You look great in all of them. Just pick one."
"I have one more to try on here," she said.
"Just one?"
"Yes, just one. I'll be right back."
"Sure, Rach," Monica couldn't help laughing to herself. She already knew exactly what she wanted her wedding dress to look like. She'd be able to find it within a matter of hours, not a matter of weeks.
"Well, what do you think?" Rachel asked when she finally emerged.
"Oh Rach, it looks beautiful."
"This is the dress. I can feel it."
"It really is a great dress."
"See Mon, this is why you try on the other 500 dresses first…"
"So where to next?"
"Well, first we're gonna go look at the flower arrangements and then…"
Monica stopped listening after item seven on Rachel's list. Not because she wasn't interested, but because she became lost in her own thoughts. She had never felt her own marriage seem so far off in the future. It wasn't that she wasn't happy with Brian. It was something more complex then that. Even Monica herself didn't realize it quite yet.
*******
Brian was taking her out to dinner that same Saturday evening. He had been working a lot recently, and this was the first Saturday that he had, had off in almost a month and a half. Monica seemed a little distant to him on the cab ride to the restaurant. But then again, they had been fairly distant with each other over the past few weeks, probably even the past few months. He wasn't just accusing Monica; he knew that he was guilty of the exact same thing. What had happened? Had they just stopped trying to make it work? Or had it ever been there in the first place?
You and I got something
But it's all and then it's nothing to me
And I got my defenses
When it comes to your intentions for me
And we wake up in the breakdown
Of the things we never thought we could be
I'm not the one who broke you
I'm not the one you should fear
What do you got to move you darling
I thought I lost you somewhere
But you were never really ever there at all
And I want to get free talk to me
I can feel you falling
And I wanted to be all you need
Somehow here is gone
He watched Monica pick at her chicken carelessly. He had never seen her pick at her food like that before. Her eyes wandered around the restaurant subconsciously, and there was an awkward air between them.
I have no solution
To the sound of this pollution in me
And I was not the answer
So forget you ever thought it was me
I'm not the one who broke you
I'm not the one you should fear
What do you got to move you darling
I thought I lost you somewhere
But you were never really ever there at all
And I want to get free talk to me
I can feel you falling
And I wanted to be all you need
Somehow here is gone
She knew it was over. It had been over for a long time. But neither one of them wanted to be the first to admit it.
And I don't need the fallout of all the past
That's here between us
And I'm not holding on
And all your lies weren't enough to keep me here
And I want to get free talk to me
I can feel you falling
I know it's out there
I know it's out there
I can feel you falling
I know it's out there
I know it's out there
1 Somehow here is gone
The tension was evident, the silence deafening. They both knew what they had to do. You can't keep pretending forever.
Finally, Brian spoke.
*******
"We're back!" Rachel yelled as she and Ross flung the door to Monica's apartment. Monica, Phoebe, and Joey all ran and hugged them.
"How was the honeymoon?" Monica asked.
"Yeah baby," Joey said.
"It was wonderful," Rachel ignored Joey's comment. "We have gifts for everyone, but we left them back at our place."
"We want to hear all about it." Monica said. But she was interrupted by Bridie and Brian, who were now dating and had become a part of the group.
"Hey Ross. Hey Rachel. How was the honeymoon?"
"We were just about to tell everyone about it," Ross said.
"Let's go down and get some coffee," Rachel suggested. "That plane trip was really exhausting."
"Shouldn't we wait for Chandler and Kathy?" Brian asked.
"No, Chandler just left for the airport to go to that business meeting or whatever it was that he's been complaining about all week." Everyone laughed.
"Let's go then," Phoebe said.
They got down to the coffeehouse and sat down in their usual spot, and as she had planned it, Kathy entered a few minutes later.
"Hey Kathy. What's that?" Phoebe motioned to her hand.
"Chandler didn't tell you?" She seemed slightly confused.
"No. What?"
"Well, I'm surprised he didn't tell you already, but," she took a breath and continued, "We're getting married."
That's all for now, folks. Yeah, I know it's a little cut up, but I needed to make it go faster or this fic would keep going forever… Plus, my dad should be getting here any minute now and I want this chapter finished. Please review. It would make me very happy, and it's been quite a week… There's only one chapter left to go, which I may or may not write, depending on what you think.
