TOW No Privacy

Ok the 10th fic in my series is up! I changed the rating of my series because of this one because it didn't seem very PG to me. I could've made it PG, but it didn't seem to get the idea across…lol. I know I took a little while longer to get this one up than usual, but I've had a lot of work lately and I've also been working on another series, which btw you should check out if you haven't already…lol of course I'd say that. Please read and review!:)

What You Should Know: Hmm…what should you know? I should go back to check my last fic and see what happened…lol short term memory. Ok, Mon's like 5 ½-6th months pregnant now. I'm trying to speed it up a little more b/c I want her to have the baby before I run out of ideas! lol. Ok last fic isn't really that important to this one—just wanted to show how little privacy and alone time Mon and Chandler have because of their friends.

Disclaimer: I own none of these characters, or any of the places where this fic takes place.

Joey and Phoebe entered the coffee house together, with their heads hung low in shame. They made their way to their usual area, and Joey sat across from Ross, both sitting in the armchairs, while Phoebe took a seat next to Rachel on the orange sofa.

Rachel and Ross shared a confused look, and then Rachel asked, "What's wrong guys?"

Hastily, Joey answered, "Nothing's wrong! Nothing at all."

Phoebe added, "Nope, nothing!"

"Ok…" Ross said, unconvinced.

After a moment of silence, Joey cried out, "I can't hold it in anymore!"

Phoebe gasped, "No Joey, you mustn't tell anyone!"

"We saw things that we should not have seen!" he admitted.

"What did you see?" Rachel asked curiously.

Phoebe gave in and began, "We saw…"

She stopped talking when Monica and Chandler entered the coffee house. When the two of them sat down, Joey and Phoebe both looked away, embarrassed. Chandler and Monica also didn't look at Phoebe and Joey.

"What's with all the awkwardness!?" Ross demanded.

"Nothing!" Monica answered angrily.

"No," Rachel claimed, "Phoebe was about to tell us!"

Monica and Chandler looked at Phoebe, shocked.

"Phoebe!" Chandler said insulted.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry. It's just too much to keep in. I have to tell someone!"

"Why?" Monica challenged, "It's none of your business to begin with!"

"Yeah, you should've never been there to see it!" Chandler accused.

Joey began to gain confidence as he said, "Sorry man, but I mean, come on, on the couch? You didn't expect anyone to walk in? We always come into your apartment without knocking."

Rachel and Ross gasped, horrified, finally figuring out what was going on.

"Yeah," Phoebe agreed, also feeling less guilty, "You should've locked the door."

"Well sometimes," Chandler defended, "There isn't time to do that. Plus, locking the door is kinda the last thing on my mind at that time!"

"True," Joey nodded enthusiastically.

"Ok, you know what?" Ross asked, "This is a conversation that I should not be here for! Luckily, I have to leave anyway." With that, he got up, put on his coat, and left the coffee house.

Once she noticed that no one was looking at each other again, Rachel decided to press for details.

"I don't get what the big deal is," Rachel stated.

"What?!" Monica asked furiously, "It's a very big deal! I don't walk in on any of you!"

"Yeah, I know. But I'm just saying that it's not that big of a deal because we've all seen you two doing it. I mean, that's how Phoebe found out, for one."

Phoebe thought for a moment, and then shook her head. "No, it's different. For one thing, they weren't married yet. Two, we weren't in the same room as them. Three, I thought they were just fooling around then."

"I still don't see the difference."

"Well, I don't care about the difference," Chandler added crossly, "You shouldn't see us…EVER!"

"I agree," Joey concurred, "I mean, Chandler was on top, so all I saw was Chandler's ass. Not a pretty site. I mean, if I'm going to see anything, it should be Mon…" Joey stopped talking when he noticed the looks he was getting from everyone, especially Chandler.

"Joe, don't ever say that again," he demanded.

"Sorry," Joey looked away sheepishly, "But your wife's hot!"

Monica smiled, "Thanks Joey!"

Chandler's eyes widened as he looked at Monica and demanded, "What?!"

Joey looked up and smiled, "How you doin'?"

Now Chandler turned to Joey, "What?!"

Monica rubbed his arm soothingly, "No, it's not that. It's just nice to know that guys still find me attractive."

"Wh…why?" Chandler stuttered, "You're planning on leaving me?"

"No!" Monica defended, "It's just that, I'm getting older, and I'm pregnant and all…"

"Well isn't it enough that your husband thinks you're still hot?" Chandler asked, confused.

"No!" all the girls replied at once.

Chandler just shook his head as a reply.

"Don't worry Chandler," Phoebe consoled, "She sure sounded like she was enjoying herself with you. As long as you keep her happy in bed…"

"Or on the couch," Joey added.

"Or on the couch," Phoebe agreed, "She won't leave you."

"What?!" Monica asked offended, "Stop talking about me during sex!"

"Well, it's hard to forget," Phoebe mimicked, "'oh Chandler, oh Chandler, you feel so good. Right there—that's the spot, yes, yes…'"

Monica yelled, horrified, "PHOEBE!!"

"She's not bluffing," Joey backed up to Rachel.

"Will you quit it now!?" Chandler asked, "It's definitely not something we should be taking about."

"You sure weren't asking to call it quits before," Joey added.

"Ok ya know what?" Monica asked, furiously, "I have to get to work. And quit talking about it!"

Chandler helped Monica up and walked out with her.

     "Wow," Rachel observed, "They're really mad at you guys. I think you should stop talking about it."

"Yeah, you're right," Joey relented.

"Yeah," Phoebe agreed, "But now I have some dirt on Chandler and Monica. If ya know…the time to use it ever presents itself."

Joey nodded in agreement and Rachel smiled.

Phoebe then warned, "I have dirt on all of you, so watch out!"

Joey's eyes opened wide in horror as Rachel gasped.

"Hey, a girl needs to be prepared for anything," Phoebe defended as she left the coffee house.

"Ok, I think I'm beginning to really fear Phoebe," Rachel concluded.

"I've always been scared her," Joey added and off Rachel's look defended, " What? She can be dangerous! She lived on the streets for crying out loud!"

Rachel nodded her head in agreement as she picked up her coffee mug and a magazine.

     When Chandler returned home from work that night, he greeted Monica, who was in the kitchen cooking dinner.

"Hey Mon, how was your day?" he asked as he kissed her on the lips.

"It was okay. I kind of miss working the dinner shift though."

"I know you do, but you can go back to it, once you give birth."

"Yeah," she agreed, "So how was your day?"

"Ehh," he said as he undid his tie and unbuttoned his five buttons, "Better now that I'm here with you."

Monica smiled as she put a chicken on the already set kitchen table. 

     As they began to eat, they chatted about their day, and other things. Neither wanting to get on the topic of what happened that morning.

Finally, feeling brave, Chandler began, "Hey I was thinking…"

"For once," Monica joked, but seeing that he was being serious, she urged him to continue, "Go on."

"Well, since we're going to be having two babies, and we could sure use some privacy, that we should…move into a house."

When Monica didn't answer, Chandler continued, "If you don't want to, we won't. I was just thinking that it's going to be so hard to raise two children in an apartment. Plus we have the money. I've been thinking about it for a while, and with the 'events' of the morning and when Rachel wouldn't leave our place a few weeks ago and all, it just…seems like the right thing to do now."

After Chandler stopped talking, he studied her face for an answer. She looked like she was deep in thought, so Chandler went back to eating his meal.

After a minute, Monica jumped up, "We're moving?" she asked with glittery eyes.

"We're moving!" Chandler stated happily.

Monica hugged Chandler tightly and then they kissed deeply.

"I've wanted my own house for as long as I can remember!" Monica admitted while they were lying in bed that night, "Along with a husband and kids to have in there."

"Which you have now," Chandler reminded her.

"Which I have now," Monica repeated happily.

"Well, where do you think we should we move?"

"No too far from the city, since we both work there. I was thinking of somewhere in Westchester. They have the nicest houses over on…"

"You already know where you want us to live, don't you?" Chandler teased.

Monica looked away sheepishly, "Not exactly. Just the general area."

Chandler smiled at her, "I should've known."

Chandler turned out the lights, pecked her on the lips, and then they both began to drift off. After ten minutes, Monica suddenly sat up.

"What is it?" Chandler asked groggily.

"Our friends are going to be mad, aren't they?"

"I forgot about that," Chandler admitted.

"Me too," Monica agreed quietly.

"They'll just have to accept it," Chandler stated defiantly.

"Yeah! They knew this was coming."

"Of course!"

They both began to drift off into sleep again, but neither could help but worry about what the reaction of their friends would be.

Ok the end of my 10th fic in this series. It feels good to get this part out of my head on the computer. It's been stuck in there for a while. I hope that, if you get time off for Thanksgiving, you're living it to the fullest, as am I. Today is my "sleep in and be lazy day" (well till I have to leave for dinner) while the rest of the weekend I'm spending with my friends. Which is probably why I won't have another fic posted this weekend. Maybe tomorrow morning or Sunday I'll be able to sneak in time for it. Ok, well Happy Thanksgiving and if I don't post till after Fri., Happy Hanukkah to all who celebrate it. Any other holidays now that I'm forgetting? I'm sure I'll have on up before Christmas and New Years though, so I don't have to mention those now. All right, please read and review, thanks:)