A/N - Well the idea for this came to me in the shower last night (don't
ask) and I just had to write it. Monica and Chandler are married and as
they never seen to age in the show the same applies here. They have two
daughters Elizabeth (Ella) and Georgia, who are 6 and 4. They live in a big
house and still she the gang all the time. Ross and Rachel are so NOT
together because I am just not a R & R fan. Erm.Emma does exist but she's
not a major character. If anything else Joey or Phoebe wise becomes
important later you will be the first to know.
~Friends Babe~
Monica laughed as four-year-old Georgia tried to climb onto her father's shoulders. The scene in front of her eyes was that of a typical family, and one Monica feared she had lost her chance to ever see. But after 3 years of trying she had her first daughter, little Lizzie as her father called her, but know to the rest of the world as Ella. And when Ella was only one Monica had become pregnant again. It was almost too good to be true. And 5 years on Monica had everything she had ever wanted. A big house, a loving husband and the most beautiful daughters in the world. Nothing could ever spoil her happiness.
Chandler rolled over in his sleep and groaned. "Monica" he muttered, "turn the heat off". He felt his wife move beside him and sensed her leave the bed. Satisfied that the heat would indeed be turned down he went back to sleep.
"Chandler!" he heard someone scream, "Chandler please wake up" the world started to move as someone shook him. Chandler sat up and rubbed sleep out of his eyes, angry at this sudden rousing.
"Monica? Is that you? What the hell do you thi."
"The house is on fire" came the brutal reply. Chandler was stunned and sat in silence against the headboard trying desperately to take in the news he had just received. The house and fire. Those two didn't go together. Because a burnt house would touch his perfect world, one he had tried so hard to achieve and he couldn't allow that to happen. He slowly allowed his eyes to focus and saw Monica at the bottom of their bed, looking at him with a terrified expression on her face.
"Chandler" she asked him, though she sounded so far away, "Chandler I need you now. I need you to call for the fire brigade. Can you do that for me? I need to get the girls ok?
At the mention of his precious girls Chandler was snapped back to reality. "Yeah, yeah" he replied reaching for the phone. He watched Monica leave and realised that he didn't feel any panic. He didn't feel like he was in the movies, screaming out of the window.
"Hello caller what is your emergency?"
"My names Chandler Bing, my house is on fire. I live at 256 Shelly Close. Please hurry my kids are in here" with that he hung up and ventured out into the hallway.
It was then it became like the movies. Almost the whole landing was ablaze; Chandler couldn't even see though the smoke to see if his family was ok, or just alive. He stood their waiting for any sign that they were alive for what felt like an eternity. As the flames singed his back he realised he needed to get out. He walked slowly at first too shocked to do much else, as he made his way down the stairs. When he reached the bottom he began to speed up, he could hear sirens and that meant help. He needed to get out there, Monica was still in the house with the girls. Chandler felt a slight stab of guilt. He should be in there rescuing his family, but he was just too tired. He took a tentative step outside and collapsed on the lawn.
Monica was indeed still in the house. Georgia was with her. Ella had jumped out of the bedroom window onto a mattress. Monica had tried her hardest to get Georgia to jump but to no avail. The little girl just wouldn't go. And so Monica was trying to keep her balance as she brought them both downstairs. She could hear the sirens, the sirens that meant help. Monica reached the front door and stopped, Georgia had stopped moving in her arms. She glanced down to check if her daughter was all right.
Just then everything went black.
A/N - Thanks for reading/skimming. I hope you liked it, so pls review! I might not continue with my other series for a while cos I don't know where it's going so please make my day and review this 1!!!
~Friends Babe~
Monica laughed as four-year-old Georgia tried to climb onto her father's shoulders. The scene in front of her eyes was that of a typical family, and one Monica feared she had lost her chance to ever see. But after 3 years of trying she had her first daughter, little Lizzie as her father called her, but know to the rest of the world as Ella. And when Ella was only one Monica had become pregnant again. It was almost too good to be true. And 5 years on Monica had everything she had ever wanted. A big house, a loving husband and the most beautiful daughters in the world. Nothing could ever spoil her happiness.
Chandler rolled over in his sleep and groaned. "Monica" he muttered, "turn the heat off". He felt his wife move beside him and sensed her leave the bed. Satisfied that the heat would indeed be turned down he went back to sleep.
"Chandler!" he heard someone scream, "Chandler please wake up" the world started to move as someone shook him. Chandler sat up and rubbed sleep out of his eyes, angry at this sudden rousing.
"Monica? Is that you? What the hell do you thi."
"The house is on fire" came the brutal reply. Chandler was stunned and sat in silence against the headboard trying desperately to take in the news he had just received. The house and fire. Those two didn't go together. Because a burnt house would touch his perfect world, one he had tried so hard to achieve and he couldn't allow that to happen. He slowly allowed his eyes to focus and saw Monica at the bottom of their bed, looking at him with a terrified expression on her face.
"Chandler" she asked him, though she sounded so far away, "Chandler I need you now. I need you to call for the fire brigade. Can you do that for me? I need to get the girls ok?
At the mention of his precious girls Chandler was snapped back to reality. "Yeah, yeah" he replied reaching for the phone. He watched Monica leave and realised that he didn't feel any panic. He didn't feel like he was in the movies, screaming out of the window.
"Hello caller what is your emergency?"
"My names Chandler Bing, my house is on fire. I live at 256 Shelly Close. Please hurry my kids are in here" with that he hung up and ventured out into the hallway.
It was then it became like the movies. Almost the whole landing was ablaze; Chandler couldn't even see though the smoke to see if his family was ok, or just alive. He stood their waiting for any sign that they were alive for what felt like an eternity. As the flames singed his back he realised he needed to get out. He walked slowly at first too shocked to do much else, as he made his way down the stairs. When he reached the bottom he began to speed up, he could hear sirens and that meant help. He needed to get out there, Monica was still in the house with the girls. Chandler felt a slight stab of guilt. He should be in there rescuing his family, but he was just too tired. He took a tentative step outside and collapsed on the lawn.
Monica was indeed still in the house. Georgia was with her. Ella had jumped out of the bedroom window onto a mattress. Monica had tried her hardest to get Georgia to jump but to no avail. The little girl just wouldn't go. And so Monica was trying to keep her balance as she brought them both downstairs. She could hear the sirens, the sirens that meant help. Monica reached the front door and stopped, Georgia had stopped moving in her arms. She glanced down to check if her daughter was all right.
Just then everything went black.
A/N - Thanks for reading/skimming. I hope you liked it, so pls review! I might not continue with my other series for a while cos I don't know where it's going so please make my day and review this 1!!!