"Monica Geller?" A man asked while looking down at the record on his oak wood desk. That was neatly organized and was kept well cleaned.

"Umm, yeah, that would be me." Monica frowned. She didn't like this place one bit for it was too quiet and pale. People were serious because everyone in this facility had a battle to fight, and not a simple one. One that would take will power and determination. The way Monica saw it was there was no room for fun. You had to be alert and cautious of your surroundings. You had to trust everyone with your problems and your plans which was a difficult thing to bring up at any time. Talking to complete strangers was different. People may like different, but not Monica. Monica liked normal.

"Great!" He smiled. " I am Dr. Bing, and I will be you're one on one councilor for your stay here." He smiled once again, As if he were cheery or jolly. It was upsetting to see because it was not real. No fight is chipper or happy; it's hard, gloomy or whatever negative adjective one could think of. Maybe the worst out there.

"What do you mean one on one councilor? I think I'll be happy doing this alone, thank you very much," Monica argued. She didn't want a stranger assisting her in something he knew nothing about, and that was her. Sure he was an expert in his field, but he was not an expert on her, and her life.

"Mam, the reason you are here is to be helped. You are reaching, and what we do is grab on and help." Chandler said as if it were second nature. He had heard it all.

"Well, I would rather tell my problems and fears to someone who is not all chipper! Someone that would just be real, but I guess that's impossible." Monica commented. Life was full of fake people, and under that, fake surroundings. She wished for once that this place would be more realistic.

"Monica, in order for you to get better, you need to rely on someone, and that someone will be me." He said filled with confidence. She was a tough one, but not the toughest.

"What if I reported that I didn't like you?" Monica asked wanting to win this tiny battle but knowing she would lose.

"Then they would match you with Dr. Jonas, and you wouldn't like him." Chandler replied, not smiling or frowning: emotionless.

"What tells you that?!" Monica asked in defense. How would he know what she liked?!

"First of all, he's a hell of a lot more cheery than I am, and twice as fake. Does that answer your question?" He asked with a bit of emotion in his voice. She wasn't going to be easy, but he would help her like he did with everyone else.

"Ok, then I guess you're right..." Monica admitted hating that she lost. "So what's your first name?" She added.

"Why does that matter to you?" He asked.

"Is it always why with you people?! I just wanted to know your name!" Monica snapped. This, she hated.

"It's Chandler. Are you happy now?" He asked. It wasn't a sarcastic question like a normal person's reaction would be; it was more of a question of concern.

"No," replied Monica truthfully, "it doesn't change a thing."

"You're right, it doesn't. Look, Monica, this is your second day here, so I am not going to get into many aspects of your life right now. We have a whole year for that. Right now, why don't you tell me why you think you are here, and we'll work from there."

"I have an addiction to cocaine. . ." Monica said with tears forming in her eyes. It wasn't easy for a "good" girl to admit she has been bad.

"Well, no need to worry. First I want to welcome you here; you will now become a part of a family with people just like yourself. Bed time is set for eleven pm, so we can make sure all of our..guests are sleeping well. You will all be waken up at 7am for a breakfast served in the hall like you saw this morning. Group therapy is from 10am-12pm, Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Sundays. You and I will be meeting twice a day for talks and medication. You will not have to quit cold turkey, that is not our purpose. I have some medications that will control your addiction as well as your withdrawal symptoms. At 7o'clock tonight, I will take you for an outdoors tour, and in the meantime you can settle in, meet some of the others, and have diner. Are we clear?" Chandler said finally wrapping up his forever long speech.

"I think so. So, I am basically going to be seeing a lot of you?" Monica asked with a tiny smirk on her face.

"Yes, is there a problem, Mam?" Chandler asked professionally.

"No, No. . .it's just, what if we don't like each other?" Monica asked with a bit of a smile on her face.

"I guess we would have to deal with that if the situation occurred." Chandler replied again in a professional manner.

"Could you please call me Monica, and talk like a person? I don't want to think you are creepy if I have to share my life story with you."

"I am sorry Mam, but I am under oath to stay professional."

"Why is that?" Monica asked even though she knew the question was a little stupid.

"No emotional involvement."

"Let me get something straight. You get to know everything about me, and I get to know squat about you?!" Monica was not in favor to this idea.

"Precisely!" Chandler smiled. "Oh, visiting hours will be from 5pm-7pm on Mondays and Wednesdays. So if you have a boyfriend, husband, children..."

"No, I don't have any of those.." Monica replied not to keen on the subject of a husband and children at the moment. "Hey, wait a minute, is that your way of asking me if I am single, Dr. Bing?" Monica smirked.

"Uhh, no actually. I always say those first because when I say parents or siblings, I get the attitude of "what about my husband?!" so now I just come out with it." Chandler smiled.

"I still think you were hitting on me. Which wouldn't be good considering the rules.."

"Ok, Miss Geller, I think we are done here for now, so I'll see you at 7." Chandler said as he escorted her out of his office and sighed. He was NOT smitten by a patient; that was not possible. Standard procedure, that's all that it was; standard procedure.



Monica walked into her room smiling for the first time since she was put in here. Maybe Chandler- correction- Dr. Bing wasn't so bad after all. Plus, he was young and very attractive. His light blue eyes sparkled in the lights, his smile was one that made everyone smile along with him, his body language was relaxed, and he was professional but caring at the same time. She enjoyed that. Enjoyed that very much.

"I see you met Dr. Bing," Katherine smiled at the expression on Monica's face.

"How did you know?" Monica asked curious to how Katherine could know what she was thinking about.

"Every girl that stays here has a crush on him. Even the married ones." Katherine sighed. "He's amazing"

"Well, I wouldn't say amazing, maybe snotty and smart ass would cover it." Monica interjected. She didn't have a crush on him. He was a doctor that she knew nothing about. Cute or not. "So what's the scoop on him anyway?"

"And you don't like him! Well, from what the girls and I have cracked he's single, lives around here somewhere; no too far from here. He drives the nicest car!"

"That's all?" Monica asked bewildered. That's all they knew?!

"Well, yeah. He's very protective about his personal life. That's probably what makes him the sexiest." Katherine smiled.

"The mystery?"



"Of course!" Katherine replied grinning. "You are so lucky he's your councilor! I have stupid Dr. Jonas," in a fake voice, "I am doctor Jonas, so do you have a problem, let's talk about it. I have a pickle stuck up my ass, but I enjoy that! Let's talk about your life journey to drugs!" Katherine ended her impression with a crazed laugh. Monica laughed along! Katherine was...something!

"Journey to drugs?! It's not like we were expecting it to happen!" Monica defended. Mostly herself, but it was true; what happens, happens.

"Well, the thing is there is always a pattern or a path. That your life is going in the wrong direction, and they work on finding that one path to know how to correct the drug problem." Katherine grinned. Monica still had a lot to learn.

"Well, that path is not for everyone!" Monica defended.

"Oh, come on Mon..can I call you that?" Monica just nodded at the question, "There is always one wrong decision that you make that leads to another bad decision that leads to another. It's a pattern of wrong. That's not an official name, but Dr. Jonas enjoys it."

"It's not for everyone! Anyway, how can you be so cheery? Look where you are." Monica said missing her home.

"This place grows on you. Give it some time."

"What if I don't want to? What if this doesn't work?" Monica frowned.

"I thought that too. Everyone has doubts when they first come here."

"How come you are here? You seem so.." Monica started.

"Normal? I was prom queen, I was popular, so I was pressured into smoking some weed, and from there, I just enjoyed the high and always wanted a new one. Heroine gave it to me." She then shows her scarred arms to Monica. "I still have to wear a long sleeve shirt because what I did to myself was torture. I would wake up in places I didn't know, and I would hurt the people I love. I became an insane addict," Her eyes tear a little. "It came to the point where I almost killed my brother. It was a dark night, I had just, you know, and he was in the lane way, and I was driving in faster than I should, and I hit him! Running over his leg and hitting it head. He was only 7, and I hurt him. I guess from there, I knew I needed help. I have tried so many other places, but nothing work, but this place, it has. I have been clean for two months, and that makes me feel happy. I pride myself on changing my life."

"Oh my gosh, oh Katherine," Monica embraced her, "You should be so proud of yourself."

"My family comes and visits me every Wednesday, with my little brother who is now 11, and in a wheel chair because of me, but he comes to see my improvement." Katherine finally said before crying bit more. "I can't believe I did that to him. Four years of trying to break this damn addiction for him, and I feel like I can do it."

"Hey, well, you have your family's support, and that's what counts. My mother won't ever come by, she is beyond disappointed in me, and my brother Ross is still getting over the shock. My friend Rachel from high school promised to stop by every chance she could, but she isn't happy with me either." Monica said looking down, but not crying. She felt more anger than tears. They could at least try to care and help her improve.

"So you are all alone?" Katherine asked.

"I guess I am. Hey, look it's 5 o'clock.; supper time!" Monica announced to her roommate trying to change the subject. She didn't feel like getting into her life at the moment. Not until she was ready.

"Yeah, it is. We should hurry before they serve us cold mush!" Katherine smiled as they walked out of their room and into a room where Monica would be forced to meet many others.



"There's Dr. Bing looking so hot!" One of the girls said while passing Monica. Monica couldn't help but turn her head and watch him. He was sitting at an employees section eating with some of the nurses. He was smiling and chattering. He looked amazing! The way his mouth curved, his eyes sparkled, his little nose twitch, how he ran his hands through his hair... He was probably the only cute guy she would see for a while, so she may as well enjoy it. Was it a crush? Maybe a tiny one, but more for looks. His attitude was marked a C. He turned over seeing Monica looking at him, and waved at her. Because of the embarrassment of being caught staring Monica turned around, took her food, and sat at the nearest table! "Hey!" she said to all the perplexed faces, "Mind if I eat with you?" They all just smiled and went back to their food.

"So what's your name beautiful?"The one guy flirted.

"I am Monica," she smiled. Flirting was ok.

"I am Jake! Nice to meet you. This is Jenny, Kirsty and Roxy," He introduced while pointing to the other girls beside him.

"Hey," They all greeted simultaneously.

"Hi," Monica said again.

"Who were you trying to get away from?" Jenny asked.

"Oh, no one," but when Monica looked up, she saw Dr. Bing right by her said.

"Hello, Dr. Bing," The three girls grinned.

"Hello Ladies. Monica right? I know I am a little early, but would you like that tour? I do have to leave a little earlier tonight." He said smiling at the other girls awkwardly as they played with their hair and smiled.

"Um, sure, that would be ok." Monica got up, left the table, and walked out of the hall with all the girls watching her an Dr. Bing. "Is it always like that?" Monica asked in shock that every girl would have feelings for one man.

"Well, seeing as I am the youngest doctor here, I guess I have to get used to the attachment of patients to their doctor."

"Can we not talk all professional text book talk? How can they just like you?" Monica asked.

"They don't know me, and it is kept that way. Women like mystery for some reason." He said normally for the first time, it was a theory and not a fact.

"Everyone seems so normal here. No withdrawal symptoms or addiction problems." Monica commented sadly observing that she was the only one that felt sick and misplaced .

"Oh, well, you haven't been here long. We have medication to help the desires and side effects like I mentioned to you before." He stated.

"So everyone is cheery?" Monica asked not liking the idea.

"No, so people will be able to be themselves. This is more than a Rehabilitation Center; you find out who you are here, and that's why people come here."

"Aren't you supposed to show me around?" Monica asked changing the subject. Why did he have to be nice?

"Chandler!!" A voice yelled! "Dude!"

"Joey, what are you doing here?!" Chandler asked through clenched teeth.

"Who's this?" Joey asked.

"This is a patient of mine... Monica. Monica, this is my FORMER friend Joey," Chandler said angrily with a little sarcasm.

"Don't be so rude, Man! I came to tell you that the girls will meet us at the restaurant at 7:30" Joey informed.

"Joey, this could have been discussed in private!" Chandler said again trying to give Joey a hint to leave.

"Ok, man, don't get all emotional! I'll see you tonight! It was GREAT to meet you Mon..uhh...Mon..."

"ICA!" Chandler finished and pushed his friend away. "I am so sorry about him! He has the tendency to be weird."



"You have a date?" Monica asked. "That's why you made this earlier..."

"I am so sorry. Joey has been trying to set me up for years. He seems to think I will turn gay if I don't get laid; like I told you, he's a little different." Chandler said trying to save himself even though knowing that he had just went against the ruled and revealed some of his life.

"So the professional doctor is blowing off his patient to get laid?!" Monica asked in disbelief.

"It's not like that. It's just a double date, and the reason you are here is not about me. It's about you, so can we please not discuss this?!" Chandler pleaded.

"I can't even look at you right now; let alone talk to you! I thought you were different Dr. Bing!" Monica after yelling that out, stormed away from him and back to the building.

Chandler could just rip off Joey's head! He was SO close to making progress with her, and now, he would have to start all over again by winning back her respect.

****

Monica lay back and thought about what she was feeling that day. Was it jealousy or overestimating a man?! To this day, she still couldn't think of a logical answer. She kept reading on... I miss my room, I miss my bed, I miss my family, I miss my friends. I hate it here! I want a fixing so bad, like I can taste it, and I can't. I am going out of my mind! No one here can help me! DAMN Chandler and his stupid double date! I hate him! But, I will have to tell him everything. What a life, and this is only day two.. What's next?

***

After finding out how real Chandler was, Monica tucked herself tightly in her bed and cried...She couldn't stop it...it wouldn't stop...it got to the point where she would hiccup ever ten seconds or so, but the tears wouldn't stop. She felt they never would.





Well, there is not a lot of interest in this series so I am not sure of a continuation. I do have many more ideas, but I have school coming and it's a busy year so I am not going to write it just because I want to. People have to want it. And if you hate it, go ahead and tell me. If you liked it even better!