The Love of An Angel-Chapter 4
Wow, I'm updating this chapter today too…I have no life, seriously. Actually, I have hw I *could* do…but, I'm not. It's just a wacky world. I'm talking online while doing this, does that count as a life? No…ok I'll stop trying :-( Anyway, enough with the sob story of my life…here's the next chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, but that's not surprising considering I technically don't own myself…but do any of us really own anything in this world?
As usual, Chandler flew down to Earth the next day to watch Monica. She spent most of her day either in her apartment or out at the grocery store or library, and he really got to see what she was like. Normally, she would be engrossed in her job, but since she had this time off, she had the freedom to be herself. At those times, he loved her even more. He even saw her laugh a few times. He had never once heard her laugh--a genuine laugh, while she was working. Although he felt bad for scaring her, he also noted that his presence was a good thing for her. Hence, he felt less guilty about following a woman who had no idea who he was or why he was invading her privacy.
That afternoon, Monica was reading a magazine in her apartment, when an ecstatic Rachel entered.
"Guess what today is," she cheered.
Monica smiled, but Chandler could tell it was a forged one.
"That's right. Date time! Okay Mon, let's go pick out what we should wear!"
Rachel ran into Monica's room, and Monica slowly followed her.
Chandler didn't make a move to follow her though. His spirit fell when he heard those words.
"D…d…date," he stuttered to himself. He couldn't understand how that could happen. He had just fallen in love with this woman, and now she was going to be taken away from him! He felt his heart shatter into a million pieces. Not knowing where else to turn, Chandler slowly ascended towards heaven.
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A few hours later, Ross knocked on the girls' apartment door. Rachel ran to open the door, giddy with pleasure. Monica noted that she looked almost like a child in a candy shop. It wasn't hard to get Rachel excited about something.
"Hey Ross!"
"Hey hun," he greeted and kissed her lightly on the lips. "Hey Mon."
"Hey Ross."
"We ready to go?"
"Yup, let me just get my coat and purse, sweetie."
Rachel disappeared into her room and Ross turned to Monica.
"You okay with this?"
"Yeah? Why wouldn't I be?"
"I don't know. You just don't seem too happy."
"I'm fine."
"Okay."
"Why do you think I wouldn't go on a date?"
"I don't know. I've just…never seen you go out on a date before, or heard you talk about a boyfriend before…"
"Yeah, well there's a lot you don't know about me," Monica said harshly.
Ross was taken back by her statement, but couldn't answer because Rachel re-entered the living room.
"Come on, let's go, let's go, let's go!"
"All right," Ross agreed.
The three of them then exited the apartment and headed towards the restaurant.
When they got to the restaurant, Monica noticed that Ross kept sending glances her way. She figured that he was both concerned at and confused by her behavior. She knew that she shouldn't have been so harsh on him, but for some reason, she really did not want to be out on this date. It's not that she hadn't ever dated before. In fact, in high school and college, she had gone on many dates. She just hadn't dated recently. Her excuse was that she was too busy with work, but she really just didn't want to be bothered with it. She figured that if she was meant to fall in love, then she would find that right guy, somehow. She didn't consider spending hours on end out at dinner with a bunch of boring men a way to find "Mr. Right". In reality, she wasn't too sure if there was such a man for her, to begin with.
The three waited for Rob to arrive at the bar. Rachel kept glancing over her shoulder for him, while Ross was talking to her about some book he had been reading. Monica wasn't in the mood to really pay attention. Instead, she just rolled a toothpick across the bar table. After a few more minutes, Rachel got up and informed Monica and Ross that he was here.
"Rob!" Rachel called while waving him over.
"Rach!" Rob greeted, while joining the others at the bar.
"We were beginning to wonder if you were ever gonna get here."
"Yeah, sorry 'bout that. My dog's having some stomach problems and it's not pretty…"
Rachel laughed. "Okay, this is Ross," she pointed out Ross and they shook hands. "And this," Rachel gestured towards Monica, "Is you're date, Monica Geller."
Rob smiled politely and stretched out his hand. She took hold of his hand, ready to shake it, but Rob kissed her knuckles instead. Monica blushed and smiled slightly.
"Nice to meet you, Monica."
"Nice to meet you, too, Rob."
"You look beautiful tonight, Monica."
Monica blushed again. "Thank you."
The four were then escorted to their table and they began to study the menus. Monica decided right away that she wanted the salmon, but kept her menu up. However, she glanced around it to look at Rob, who was sitting next to her. Monica noticed right away that he was very handsome. He had dark brown hair that was gelled back and honey-brown eyes. He also seemed to be sweet and funny. Rob noticed her peeking at him, and gave her a smile. She blushed again, and smiled back at him.
"Maybe this date won't be so bad, after all," Monica decided.
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Chandler sat down at a booth in the pool hall, and Phoebe and Joey sat across from him. Chandler had his head down on the table dejectedly.
"She's seeing somebody!"
"Chandler, you knew this would happen." Phoebe reminded him, "She doesn't even know you exist!"
"Yeah well…" Chandler couldn't think of a plausible counter-argument.
"Chandler," Joey commented, "She's only a human."
"No Joey! That's where you're wrong! She's not only a human! She's everything I ever wanted!"
"How can a mortal be everything you ever wanted?"
"You…you wouldn't understand, Joe."
"Come on, just try me."
"You don't get it! Neither of you do! It's not like you two were ever in love, okay?!"
"So you really do love her?" Joey asked.
"Yeah, I do."
"Sorry man."
"Yeah well…that's life, right?" Chandler got up and wandered out of the pool hall, with his head down.
However, Chandler was not alone when he got up and left. Phoebe had decided to follow him out.
"Chandler," she called, "Wait up."
"What?"
"I…I have to talk to you."
"If you're gonna tell me more about how she's 'just a human' then I don't want to hear it."
"No, I'm not gonna tell you that."
"Okay, then what is it?"
"I know how you feel."
"About…"
"I know how it feels to be in love with a mortal."
That was not the comment Chandler was expecting. "You…you do?"
"Yeah."
"I didn't know that."
"Yeah, well I don't talk about it. It's not exactly something that's accepted by most angels. I mean you saw how Joey reacted to you."
"Yeah." Chandler paused. "When did it happen?"
"A long, long time ago now. Over 500 years ago."
Chandler nodded and listened to her story. Phoebe had been around a lot longer than he and Joey had. Both of them were only 150 years old. Phoebe always seemed to have a better understanding of the immortal world due to her age, and now, Chandler was sure that she did.
"His name was Perry Walker."
"Well, what happened?"
"I watched him, day in, day out. Much like you have done with Monica. In fact, I must've been around you're age, too. I guess I was around 200 years old. I don't know. You lose track of the years after a while. Anyway, he sensed my presence and I was warned to leave him be. That no good could come of him learning of myself."
"Did you?"
"Yeah, I did. And you know what?"
"What?"
"I regret it every single day of my life."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"What happened to him?"
"He fell in love with another woman. Got married, had kids, lived a pretty good life. I watched him, still, every once in a while. But it had become too painful to see, so I stopped."
"Wow," Chandler breathed. He had no idea that had ever happened to Phoebe. She always seemed so upbeat and carefree.
"So, my advice to you," Phoebe continued, "Is to go show yourself to Monica and see if she could ever feel the same way about you."
"But her date..."
"It was just a date. It's nothing serious…yet."
"I dunno…"
"Do you want to live everyday for the rest of eternity regretting your decision?"
"Well, no."
"Then go."
"Okay, I'll go!"
"Good! And Chandler…"
"Yeah?"
"Good luck."
"Thanks."
With that, Chandler flew down to Earth at full speed. He needed to find Monica before it was too late.
Ok, how am I doing? To be continued…soon maybe. I dunno…depends if I really start concentrating on midterms or not. Please review and make my day!;-)