~* Hello all. My senior skip day was lovely, ate a lot and then went to see "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days", lovely movie. Right, so I have to stop saying lovely so much : ) Sorry this took so long, I was busy and then Fanfiction was down, so....yeah....but guess what? It snowed like six inches here and is continuing to snow, so I'm not going out, and so here is the epilogue by popular demand. Please review once more and tell me what you thought. Thanks!~*

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. Or I own the one that you've never heard of, the rest aren't mine

Heidi ran down the hall of the penthouse and into the nursery.

"Mommy," the eight-year-old called out. "Danny's crying." Sophie, who was newly turned three, followed her sister into the room. She had been in that stage where she followed around Heidi constantly, much to Heidi's dismay. Monica came into the nursery and picked the infant up.

"What's the matter buddy?" She asked rocking him in her arms. The touch of his mother calmed him considerably.

"He misses Daddy," Sophie told her mother knowledgably.

"He's only two months old, dummy," Heidi said. "He doesn't even know that Daddy is gone."

"Yes he does," Sophie argued and then ran to her mother and wrapped her arms around her legs. "Doesn't he Mommy?"

"Sure, and Heidi don't call her dummy, it's not nice," Monica reprimanded and sat down in the rocking chair to feed Daniel. Mary came into the room.

"Monica? Chandler's home," she reported.

"Daddy!" Both girls ran from the room and down the stairs to the front door where Chandler was shrugging out of his coat.

"Did you bring us anything?" Heidi asked jumping in front of her sister to give her father hugs.

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't," he said and grinned at his adopted daughter and giving her a hug and kiss. "Hi Princess."

"Hi Daddy." Heidi gave him a kiss on the cheek and then Sophie began pulling on his coat sleeve. He placed Heidi on the ground and picked Sophie up.

"Hey Bug, whatca got there?" She smiled sheepishly at him and pulled the drawing from behind her back. There in all their stick-people glory was the family. "It's beautiful, Bug." He gave Sophie a kiss on the forehead. "Where's your mother?"

"Feeding Danny upstairs," Heidi pointed to the staircase. Chandler nodded and put Sophie down and then went up the stairs. Monica was sitting in the rocking chair holding their son. She glanced up when he came into the room and gave him a smile.

"Hi," she said softly.

"Hi," he whispered and leaned in giving both her and Daniel a kiss.

"How was your trip?"

"It was okay," he shrugged. "How was it here?"

"Lonely," she admitted and then burped Daniel and placed him gently back into the crib. Chandler watched her every move. He couldn't believe that this was his life. He couldn't believe that he was married to Monica and that he adopted Heidi and had two more children. He thought of Heidi as his own, she knew that she had had another father, but it didn't faze her. She belonged to Chandler, and Chandler belonged to her. He loved her just as much as he loved Sophie and Daniel. He kissed his wife again. His wife. His friends had been so supporting when they had told them that they were getting married.

"Don't hurt her," Ross warned. Then he had broken into a grin. "I know that you won't, it's just a standard warning. I would have liked to have kicked Pete's ass, but if you touch her, I'll kick yours."

"I won't," Chandler promised. "I won't hurt one hair on that pretty head of hers." Ross had smiled at his friend gratefully and patted him on the back.

"No, no you won't," he agreed and went to hug his sister. Heidi had also been ecstatic and even happier when she got to be the flower girl. Her first request had been a little sister, and Chandler and Monica were happy to oblige. Now he left the nursery with Monica's hand tucked into his and found both his daughters sitting in the living room with a movie playing as Mary read from a book.

"Daddy," Heidi jumped up. "Watch this." She did a twirl and then a headstand.

"Tumbling is tonight," Monica whispered. Chandler nodded.

"That's great Heidi," he told her and sat down on the couch. Sophie climbed over onto his lap.

"Are you staying for awhile?"

"Yes," he said kissing the top of her head.

"Good, we miss you when you go." She rested her head against him and Monica watched and smiled. Her life, she decided, was finally perfect. It had taken a lot of heartache and pain, both on her part and Heidi's, it had taken a lot of waiting from Chandler, but they had done it. They had most certainly done it.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked leaning over with Sophie still curled up watching the movie on his lap.

"How lucky I am," she told him. "Oh God, I'm cliched. This is what has happened. I've become a freakin' cliche! Next time I get like that, please stop me." He laughed and kissed her temple. She felt his strong hand reach over and grip hers. She turned her head and smiled at him and squeezed back before settling against the couch and watching the movie.

"Heidi Elizabeth Bing," Monica yelled through the summer house.

"Uh-oh," Daniel muttered. "Heidi's in trouble." He was sitting at the kitchen table coloring in one of his many coloring books. Twelve-year-old Heidi flounced down the stairs. Chandler, hearing his wife's angry tone, came in with seven-year-old Sophie on his shoulders. He picked Sophie up and put her back on the ground.

"Why don' t you and Danny play in the sand?" Chandler suggested. "Mary, could you?" Mary nodded and took the four-year-old and Sophie and took them out to the private beach. Heidi had enough sense to look frightened at her mother's voice. She grimaced and waited for the lecture that was bound to follow.

"Yes?"

"Didn't I tell you that you weren't allowed to go out last night?"

"But Mom...."

"Don't. You are only twelve years old and I am your mother, and when I say 'Heidi, no you can't go to the boardwalk by yourself,' what do you think that means?"

"I wasn't by myself though!" Heidi tried to argue.

"What?"

"I was with a group of people," Heidi pointed out. Behind her, Chandler was desperately trying to get her to stop talking. She was just making things worse.

"You are grounded tonight," Chandler told her. "You will stay here with Mary while the rest of us go out to dinner. Maybe next time you should listen to your mother."

"You can't tell me what to do!" Heidi screamed at him. "You aren't my real father!" Chandler felt his heart fall. He had figured at some point that she would throw that in his face, but he hadn't expected it to happen so soon.

"Don't talk to him that way," Monica yelled.

"Fine, go out to dinner. Go out to dinner with your real family. Sophie and Danny are both of yours and I'm not, so fine, go be their parents. Leave me here."

"Oh God, Heidi, stop being so overdramatic," Monica sighed. Chandler was still reeling from her comments and was silent. "Go to your room. We will calmly finish this conversation later." Heidi stomped up the stairs. She was proving to be a most difficult child. (AN: That's what my mother calls me ) Monica reached out and took Chandler's hand and pulled him close to her.

"She doesn't mean it," Monica whispered. "She's just angry. She comes by her temper honestly."

"That's just the point. She gets it from her father."

"And me," Monica laughed. "I'm not always the most easy-going person in the entire world." They both laughed at that understatement.

"Should I go talk to her?"

"Let her cool off for awhile," Monica told him. "I'll go talk to her later." She glanced out the French doors where Danny and Sophie were collecting sea shells with Mary. "Why don't you go out and join Danny and Sophie?" Chandler nodded and gave Monica a kiss before disappearing out the doors.

"Daddy?" He heard a voice ask. He was sitting out on the porch facing the ocean that night. He turned to see Heidi come out onto the porch. They had gotten back from dinner about an hour before and he had gone outside as Monica and Mary put Sophie and Danny to bed.

"Hey Princess," he said softly.

"Can I talk to you?"

"Sure." Heidi sat down on the seat next to her father and curled her legs underneath her.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For the things that I said. I didn't mean them, I swear."

"Okay."

"Are you angry?"

"Not angry."

"Hurt?"

"A little."

"Honestly, I didn't mean it." He wanted to believe her, but at the same time, she must have been thinking it for her to have said it that easily and quickly.

"Okay."

"Are we good?"

"Sure." He gave Heidi a kiss and a hug goodnight and watched as she walked uncertainly back into the house. Monica came out as she went in and sat down next to her husband.

"She apologize?"

"Did you tell her to?"

"No. She did on her own." He sighed.

"Do you think she meant it?"

"No."

"Really?"

"She's twelve, and at twelve, you know just what to say to people to make them hurt. She chose her words carefully and correctly to produce the reaction that she wanted."

"She's clever," he commented.

"That she is."

"She's your daughter."

"And yours, if not by blood, by everything else."

"If Pete was around though...then she would....I mean I would just be the...."

"Not true, and besides, he's not around. Everything happens for a reason Chandler. Heidi knows that you love her, and she loves you. She worships you. She knows that her real father couldn't hold a candle to you."

"Yeah?" He let himself smile as he turned his head towards Monica.

"Yeah. You're not so bad Mr. Bing."

"And neither are you Mrs. Bing."

"That sounds nice still after all these years. I don't get tired of hearing it."

"I know." He leaned forward and gave her a kiss on the lips. "I love you."

"I love you."

"I'm going to go say goodnight to the kids."

"Okay." She gave him a reassuring smile as he walked back into the beach house. He went up the stairs and stopped first in Danny's room. He leaned forward and fixed the blanket on his sleeping son and gave him a soft kiss on the forehead. From Danny's room, he went into Sophie's. She was hugging the ladybug stuffed animal that Chandler had bought the morning she was born, and where her nickname Bug had come from and just stuck. He brushed the hair from her face and gave her a kiss and turned off the little light next to her bed. Heidi was sitting in her room listening to her CD player when he came in. She turned it off.

"Night Heidi."

"Night Dad." He smiled and then turned to leave the room. "Dad?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"You too kid." Heidi got up from the chair she was sitting on and flung herself at her father.

"And I am sorry."

"I know," Chandler smiled at her.

"Mom got her white knight."

"She did?"

"Yeah, and so did I." Chandler closed his eyes and kissed her forehead.

"Love you Heidi." She nodded and he let go and walked from the bedroom closing the door behind him. He found Monica in the hallway grinning at him.

"What are you smiling at?" He asked suppressing the grin threatening to spread.

"Oh nothing, just the best man in the world." He blushed and kissed her.

"You're becoming cliched again," he warned her.

"Oh, wouldn't want that to happen," she smiled shaking her head.

"No." He picked her up easily in his arms and closed the door with his foot. "Never."

~*And everyone lived happily ever after. The end. I hoped that you liked it and like I said please leave one more review. Thanks!~*