~Hello all! I just thought I let you know my summer goal, which was not to wake up before nine once this summer. So far, I haven't broken it! Here's the next part, please review! I know you're all capable of it.~

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, I swear. But if anyone would like to pitch in and help me buy them I would be appreciative.

Chandler stood outside the door to his house and looked up. Monica squeezed his hand.

"It'll be fine," she whispered into his ear. "They'll be so happy to see you." He wasn't so sure, but he nodded and prayed she was right. He worried about Tom the most. Tom had certainly inherited his mother's stubborn streak and could turn a cold shoulder when he wanted to. Chandler was sure that he would be the hardest to accept his coming back. The girls would be easy. They were easily bribed. But Tom. Tom would be rough on him. And not that he didn't deserve it, he most certainly did, but Chandler didn't know if he could handle being rejected by Tom. It was almost too much. Monica opened the door and gave him a kiss on the cheek before stepping in.

"Gracie? Lily? Tom? Where are you guys?"

"Mommy!" She heard Gracie from the family room and Monica grinned at Chandler and raced back to see her. Gracie jumped into Monica's arms and Monica spun her around.

"Hi, guys," she said to Lily and Tom. Lily came over and began to talk extremely fast.

"Can I get a puppy? Please? Uncle Ross might get Emma one. I want one Mom, please? Can I get one?" Lily was jumping up and down in front of Monica.

"We'll see," Monica said and gave the top of Lily's head a kiss. "Tom? Can you turn that off for a minute?" Tom shrugged and turned off the television and turned to face his mother. "I have something to tell you guys."

"What? Is it that we can get a puppy?" Lily asked.

"You have a one track mind, don't you?" Monica asked grinning. "No, it's that you dad wrote to you guys." Tom stiffened. "He wants to come back, and I want to let him. He's here now, waiting to see you. " Tom crossed his arms in a defensive stance.

"You didn't ask us!" Tom accused.

"Tom, he's sorry. He's so sorry," Monica started. The girls didn't know what to do, they looked from their mother to their brother.

"I don't want to see him! I don't want him back," Tom yelled. "He left us! He left me!" Monica saw that her son was not angry as much as hurting. It still hurt him immensely that his father had left him. Monica let go of Grace and Lily and went to Tom and let him fall into her arms and held him. She hadn't held him since the night Chandler had left, Tom had insisted that he was too old to be hugged by his mother after that. But today he had fallen and let her rock him back and forth and smooth his hair and cry his heart out.

"He's truly sorry, Tom. He was sick, he's on medication now and he wants you back, he wants us back. He wants us to be a family again."

"But...but...." Tom was sobbing and Monica rubbed his back. "What if he leaves again?" Monica stopped. She believed Chandler when he had said that he would never leave again, but realized his actions certainly spoke louder then his words. But she would trust him, because she had to. Because she would fall apart if she didn't.

"Honey, I trust him. I love him, and I missed him. And I know that you did too." She stopped and looked Tom in the eyes. "Will you at least give him another chance?" She saw him waver. "For me at least Tom?" Tom wiped at his eyes and nodded. "Can I bring him in?" She turned to face her girls who nodded and then looked at Tom again.

"Can you give me a minute?" He asked.

"Take as much time as you want," Monica told him and she stood up and let him take care of himself. After a few minutes Tom looked at her.

"You can bring him in now," he said softly. She nodded and kissed his forehead, to which he didn't object. She gave the girls a hug and then walked back into the living room where Chandler was nervously sitting.

"So?" He stood up when she walked in.

"They would like to see you," she said and smiled at him. A reassuring smile. "It's going to be okay." He swallowed hard and nodded and tried to copy her smile unsuccessfully. He walked into the family room where his three kids were sitting on the couch. A lump formed in his throat. How could he have possibly thought he could live his life without them? The girls that looked so much like Monica and Tom. His son. The one with the sharp wit and sarcastic mouth that was a replica's of his father's. He dropped to his knees and Gracie flew into his arms. She was too young to really grasp that he had left them, had left her. She was just happy to see her father.

"Hi Daddy! Where've you been? I missed you. Guess what? I started to dance like Lily. I'm going to be a primo donner. That's what Mommy says anyways, and Aunt Rachel calls me her little Pavlova. Who's that?" Lily was the next one to abandon the hurt feelings that his leaving had caused and ran to him her dark hair flying behind her. She stopped short of him and looked at her feet and then shyly at him again.

"Hi Daddy," it was so soft it was almost a whisper. Chandler set Grace on the ground and picked Lily up and spun her around.

"Hi Lil! Oh, I've missed you. Oh God, have I missed you!" She giggled and hugged him tightly around his neck.

"We've missed you too," Lily replied.

"Specially Mommy," Gracie said. "She cried a lot for awhile." Chandler stole a glance at Monica who blushed and looked at the ground.

"Sorry Mon," he said and she shrugged it off, but he could see fresh tears glistening in her eyes. He set Lily back on the floor next to Gracie who ran to their mother to watch the reunion or lack of one between Tom and Chandler.

"Hi Tom." Chandler stood in front of him and Monica bit her lip. No one said anything for a minute. Tom continued to look at his father with an angry expression on his face so that Monica doubted that he would forgive him. Then he lunged forward and hugged his father tightly. Monica smiled and wiped her eyes.

"Dad?" Tom looked up at Chandler.

"Yeah Tom?" Chandler asked.

"Don't ever do that to Mom again," he told him fiercely.

Chandler laid in bed with his arms around Monica. Gracie had fallen asleep next to Monica, who had her arms wrapped around her tiny body. Lily was stretched across their feet and Tom had brought his sleeping bag into the room. Chandler leaned up on one elbow to watch them all sleep. Monica's and Grace's bodies were completely in sync. Their chests were rising and falling at the same time. For the thousandth time that day, a feeling of guilt washed over him and he had a bitter taste in his mouth. Monica stirred and looked up at him.

"Hey you," she said softly.

"Hi," he whispered. He kissed her temple.

"Are you okay?" She asked studying him.

"I guess," he replied. "I shouldn't have left."

"I know that, and you know that. But what's done is done Chandler."

"But they....they forgave so easily, you forgave so easily."

"We missed you. We love you. We wanted you back. They might be in therapy for awhile, but I'm sure no lasting damage has been done," she tried to lighten the mood.

"What about you?" He asked. "What lasting damage have I done to you?"

"Well, I guess I learned that we are not infallible. I mean, Monica and Chandler, we were the perfect couple. I guess I learned that we're not. We can fall apart, and when we did...I mean fall apart....we fell hard." He tightened his grip around her.

"I'm sorry I did Monica. I'm sorry I made us fallible."

"I think we always were, you just made it obvious." He thought about what she said awhile after he turned to see that her breathing had evened out again and she was fast asleep. He wished again for the millionth time that he could take back what he had done. He wished that he had never left. This was impossible, but he still wanted it. He lay in bed that night with his family and knew that while they might have forgiven him, he had a long way to go before he could forgive himself.

Monica got up the next morning and saw that her children had already gotten up and left the room. Chandler was still fast asleep and she slipped out of bed without waking him and snuck quietly out of the room and down the hallway. She saw the Gracie was in her own room trying on clothes and she laughed and went in to help her pick out an outfit.

"Here baby," she told Grace holding up a shirt and pair of pants.

"Thanks Mommy," she chirped happily and took them from Monica's hands and Monica left her to find Lily and Tom. Tom was already outside playing basketball and Lily was in the kitchen with their housekeeper eating breakfast.

"Good morning Mrs. Bing," Rose said to her when she took her seat next to Lily.

"Morning," Monica mumbled and smiled. "Any coffee?" Rose handed her a mug filled to the top. "That's why you're my favorite." Rose laughed and turned around to clean up from making breakfast.

"Tom ate already," Rose told her. Monica nodded. "And Lily told me that we have another household member again." Monica gave a small smile and nodded.

"He's still sleeping," she said and looked up at the ceiling.

"I'm glad he's back," Rose said and gave Monica a wink. She didn't ask any questions and Monica was thankful because she didn't really know the answers to them. She gratefully drank her coffee and then checked on Tom, made sure that Gracie had eaten and went upstairs to her room to wake up her husband. Her husband. It was good to be able to use that word again without crying. She hopped onto the bed and kissed his cheek.

"Rise and shine!" She whispered into his ear.

"I'll rise, but I'll be damned if I'll shine," Chandler mumbled. She grinned and gave him another kiss, this time square on the mouth. He opened his eyes and smiled at her. "Hi."

"Hi." Monica shifted her weight off the bed. "I have to go to the restaurant." She walked to the closet and pulled an outfit and sat on the edge of the bed as she slipped out of her pajamas and into the clothes.

"Who stays here with the kids?" Chandler asked. "Does Rose still work for us?" Monica grinned and nodded.

"She's downstairs making her famous breakfast as we speak."

"Oh!" Chandler hopped out of bed and gave his wife a kiss before speeding down the stairs to eat. Monica finished getting ready and joined them in the kitchen. She grabbed another cup of coffee and gave Gracie and Lily kisses and waved to Rose and Chandler as she slipped out the door and into her car. She rode to work silently and then climbed out of the car and walked inside. She was surprised to see Joey waiting for her inside eating breakfast.

"I love having a friend who owns a restaurant," he told her grinning. "It's probably the most fantastic career you could have chosen."

"Good morning to you too Joey," she said and gave him a kiss on the top of his head as he devoured the meal in front of him. She glanced around at the small Saturday breakfast crowd.

] "How are you Monica?" He asked.

"Me? I'm good." She paused. "I'm much better than I have been." He smiled at her and continued to eat.

Monica got home that night and walked into her house and saw that Chandler and the kids were playing the game Life.

"Hey! Come on, Tom, can't you loan me a little money? You're a millionaire and I have these three kids in the backseat," Chandler was begging his son.

"Nope Dad, it's your fault that you didn't think of the future when you had them," Tom replied laughing.

"Fine, hear that screaming? That's because my three kids are starving. If you don't want them to eat, that's fine," Chandler teased and looked up to see Monica standing in the doorway.

"Hi," she said softly. He smiled at her.

"Hi honey, how was the restaurant?"

"It was good, busy day," she told him.

"Come join our game Mom," Tom said and he moved over on the bench at the kitchen table to allow her to slide in.

"Mommy, you can help me," Gracie said and she grinned at Monica. "Daddy's been helping, but I think he's stealing my money." Monica laughed at this and Chandler looked sheepish.

"Hey, it's a fee," he defended himself and the rest of his family laughed.

"It's okay Chandler," Monica told him. And it was. It was okay. It was finally okay.

~I had such writer's block towards the end of this. I'm done though!!!! Yay for me! Please, please, please leave a review. I'm begging you now, are you happy?~