Okay…thank you to everyone who reviewed. Made my day. Here's chapter 9!!!
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"You're late." Monica grumbled from her position on the window seat.
"I know honey, I'm sorry. Doug wasn't happy about the arrows pointing down, and one of our co-workers stole his pointer stick, golf club thing and –" He stopped short, "Mon, you okay?"
"Um, not really." She replied, her face still facing the busy street.
"What's the matter?" He dropped his briefcase, hung up his jacket and practically charged to her side.
"My arm. It's numb," her tone was nonchalant.
A bell went off in Chandler's head. He moved in towards her and sat down on the ledge.
"Monica, I made an appointment with you to see a therapist. A psychotherapist to be exact."
She turned and looked at him, "Why?"
"Mon, I don't know if you see it or not, but we do."
"We? Who's we? What do you see?"
"The gang and I. You've been acting differently. You have no interest in anything, not even sex for that matter! You have no energy, nothing!"
"What's your point?" Her voice sounding apathetic.
"Mon, I think you have postpartum depression. You need to get help for it okay?" Monica just crossed her arms. "Monica," Chandler said, "Monica, Monica! Look at me!" She did so, reluctantly. "I read about it okay? My aunt had the same thing. This could turn into something serious."
"Like I care."
I will not give up! Chandler told himself. "Look Mon, whether you like it or not, I'm taking you."
Something in her gave way. "Okay," she answered, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Come here," he held his arms open and let her collapse into them. He rocked her back and forth, kissing her hair from time to time. "Shhh, you're going to be okay…" The floodgates finally opened. Tears brimmed her eyes before cascading down her cheeks. Chandler held her close and just let her cry into his shoulder.
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Monica woke up when she felt a slight chill on her arm. She found herself in bed with only her underwear on. Shivering, she put on a robe and made her way into what was now the nursery.
"Hey cutie." She cooed, stroking Jacie's cheek. Not wanting to risk waking her baby up, she wrapped the robe tightly around her and headed into the kitchen. On the way there, she saw a note from Chandler
Dearest Monica,
I didn't want to wake you this morning, you looked so peaceful. Just wanted to say I love you, and call me.
Love you to pieces,
Chandler
She picked up the phone and speed dialed Chandler at his office.
"Hello? May I please speak to Chandler?"
"Sure. Is this Monica?"
"Yes."
"Alright, I'll put you through."
"Thank you."
Monica sat down on the couch as she waited for him to pick up.
"Hey sweetie."
"Hey."
"You still sound a little tired."
"I just woke up." Monica said. "Why did you want me to call you?"
"Turn on your radio."
"Why?"
"Just do it hon."
"Okay." Monica got up and walked over to their boom box. "Which station?"
"It's on the right one." He paused and Monica heard muffling. "Honey?" He said, coming back, "I have to go. Impromptu meeting. Listen okay?"
"Kay."
radio Alright. Here's a special request for Monica. Monica, you know who this is from. Monica let a grin spread across her face. She made her way back to the couch.
Hold up…Hold on…Don't be scared
You'll never change what's been and gone
May your smile…shine on…Don't be scared
Your destiny will keep you warm.
Cuz all of the stars…are fading away
Just try not to worry, you'll see them some day
Take what you need, and be on your way
And stop crying your heart out
Get up…Come on…Why you scared?
You'll never change what's been and gone
Cuz all of the stars…are fading away
Just try not to worry, you'll see them some day
Take what you need, and be on your way
And stop crying your heart out
And stop crying your heart out
And stop crying your heart out
-Ring-
"Hello?" Chandler's voice questioned.
"Hey," Monica answered.
"You okay?" Chandler asked. "Usually you say hello when you pick up the phone."
"I know. It's just that it was so sweet of you to dedicate a song to me."
Chandler smiled. "I didn't know my 'sweetness' would make you cry."
"Me neither."
"I'm glad you liked it."
Monica smiled.
"You're smiling aren't you?" Chandler inquired.
Sniffling and laughing she answered, "You know me too well!"
"I try babe."
Again, she felt a smile form on her face. With a guy like Chandler on her side, she could beat everything.
Okay everybody…THE END!…I don't think an epilogue will follow. I like it as it is. Thank you all for your lovely reviews and such. Stay tuned for my next fic!! * cough * read Smoke * cough *