A/N: Can you believe it? I actually wrote on this story. I didn't think I'd ever write on it again but I've had a few readers ask me about it lately and I figured I'd give it a shot. It's not very long I'm afraid but I'm working on it. This is my first fic ever, I'd really like to finish it. Um… well leave me a review and let me know what you think. If you guys are liking it, and you can forgive me for taking so long =P I'll promise to work on it more frequently, and not once every 6 months.

Disclaimer: I only own Christine

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

My Story

©2003 Ash Matthews

~ Chapter 3 ~

I was released after four years with two years of parole. I got off pretty easy considering what I had done. I was grateful the jury and judge believed that at one point during the assault I was insane. I was 19 years old. The day I stepped out of that prison was one of the scariest days of my life. I had become oblivious to the real world. When I would sit in my cell and day dream about being back in the world it would scare the bejesus out of me, it's a scary thought. How did they expect an inmate to function in the world after being locked in a building for a number of years?

Nora came to the rescue. I moved in with her and her new husband, Charles, who had no idea that I was just released from jail or that I had ever gone.

I had completed grades 6-12 in the learning facilities, all I did was study. I was accepted into a community college not far from Nora's, I guess my 'criminal record' wasn't looked up. Since I had nothing, Nora paid my tuition, for my books, and for new clothes, she had become a writer while I was incarcerated and had hit it big. I have since paid her back in full, plus.

The community college is where I meet Ross. He had no idea I was on parole. Through him I meet Monica and Rachel. I lost touch with Monica and Rachel over the years, but Ross and I stayed close. When Ross married Carol, I was the best man. I saw Monica for the first time in years and she looked great. We sat and talked for around an hour. When I told her I lived with my aunt, she mentioned the apartment across from hers was available. I told her I would look into it even though I wasn't planning to.

The next day I told Nora about it. (Her and Charles had divorced, he moved to Las Vegas to open 'Viva Las Gaygas'.) She thought it was a good idea. I was 24 pushing 25, I needed to be around more people than herself, and I had a job so I could afford it and if not she could help me, she had pointed out. I worked at a large company as a… well I count and input numbers. Kip moved in not long after me, and Pheebs lived across the hall with Monica. I lived with Kip for a while then Joey moved in…

You pretty much know the rest, my relationships, my marriage to Mon, fights, and all that good stuff. Nothing about my past had shown through and I had planned on keeping it that way, I mean what they don't know can't hurt 'em.

That plans screwed now. She's here and there's really nothing I can do about it.

~*~

"Chandler who is it?" Monicas voice broke Chandler from his memories and thoughts.

She had figured he was talking to however it was but she heard no voices.

"Chandler?" she walked up behind him and touched his waist causing him to jump. Monica looked at him weirdly then to the beautiful woman standing in their doorway. Chandler's head fell as he walked off mumbling something indiscrete.

"I'm sorry about him. Can I help you?"

"I'm actually here to see Chandler." The woman stated looking at the figure now hunched over on the couch, his head in his hands.

"Chandler?" Monica asked confused. Why did she want to talk to her husband?

The girl extracted her eyes from Chandler and noticed the confused look on Monica face. "Oh I'm sorry, you must be Monica. I'm Christine, Chandler's sister."

"Chandler doesn't have any sisters, or brothers for that matter. He's an only child." Monica stated matter-of-factly.

"Well I'm glad to know he's told you about me." Christine joked.

"Why would I do that?" Chandler mumbled from the couch just loud enough for them to hear.

"Um… come in." Monica said more than slightly confused. If this was really Chandler's sister then why didn't the group know about her, more importantly why didn't she know about her?

A/N: Don't forget to let me know what you think!

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