Here's part six...it mostly is a flashback about Monica and Chandler...so R
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Part Six
That night, Chandler lay awake thinking about Ross. Chandler couldn't believe what was happening-everything had happened so fast. In the past eight years, Chandler had dealt with more than he'd ever had to face in the previous years of his life. He'd only been dating Monica for two months when one of the scariest events in his life occurred-Monica's appendix bursting. He still remembered every part of that month clearly. How could he forget? He'd almost lost the one person that meant the most to him in the world. So he remembered.remembered every emotion and every doctor's words.
Eight Years Earlier
"Hey, Mike! Hey, Pheebs!" Rachel said smiling as she opened the door to Phoebe and her new boyfriend Mike. Ross had been gone for two months and Rachel was learning, though slowly, to put on a happy face for her children and friends. She was still struggling to raise the twins, after all they were in their "terrible twos" but her friends were great about coming over to help her. Today Phoebe and Mike had come.
The three adults spent a pretty typical time watching Josh and Gracie. Phoebe and Mike were just about to leave as Rachel's phone rang shrilly. Rachel picked up the phone and Phoebe saw all the color drain out of Rachel's face as someone talked on the other line. For a second, Phoebe thought it might be Ross. But slowly, Rachel put down the phone. "That was Joey," she said softly, "Monica's in the hospital. We've got to get there, now."
Rachel, Phoebe and Mike had hastily bundled up the twins and rushed to the hospital where they found Joey and Chandler in the waiting room. Joey was trying, unsuccessfully, to comfort a sobbing Chandler. He was sitting in a chair with his face in his hands. "I'm such a crappy boyfriend," he sobbed, "She told me she didn't need a doctor, but I should of gotten one anyway. I should have known."
"Chandler!" Joey said softly, "This is not your fault. You heard what the doctor said-burst appendix can't be prevented, usually."
"Burst appendix?" Mike gasped.
Joey nodded, "She's in surgery and they're trying all they can to keep the infection from spreading, but."
"What?" cried Phoebe, "What does burst appendix mean?"
Mike glanced at his girlfriend. "Well," he said softly, "Well, basically Monica's appendix burst so the infection spread."
"So what's gonna happen?" asked Rachel, "Is she going to be okay?"
Mike and Joey both shrugged. Chandler was still sitting, now silent, with his head glued in his hands. "She could be okay," Mike said quietly, "If she comes out of surgery alright, then she'll just be in the hospital awhile, on antibiotics. But burst appendix can be fatal." Mike spoke softly, "But that's not to say it's going to be for Monica. She's strong. I'm sure she'll be fine." he finished quickly.
Rachel and Phoebe tried hard to stop themselves from crying as they sat down with Josh and Gracie for a long wait. It seemed like hours before a doctor finally came out. Joey's girlfriend, Juliana, had arrived and the eight had been keeping vigil in the waiting room. But finally, a doctor arrived. "Mr. Bing?" he asked, "You brought Monica Geller in?"
"Yes, that's me," Chandler said, jumping to his feet quickly, "Where is she? How is she?"
The doctor sighed softly, "She's out of surgery, and still alive. But she's not out of the woods. The infection spread-a lot. We've got her on heavy antibiotics and we'll see where things go from there. She's in the intensive care unit. You can go sit with her, if you'd like."
Chandler nodded eagerly and followed the doctor. The doctor led him through hospital halls until they finally stopped in front of a room. He had Chandler garb up, to keep from bringing in any more infections to Monica and they stepped in. There, Chandler saw Monica lying in a hospital bed. But it wasn't a Monica he was used to. This Monica was surrounded by equipment, attached to IV's, with monitors beeping all around here. "She should sleep until the morning, at least," the doctor said, "So don't try to wake her. I'll be back tomorrow morning to check on her." With that, the doctor left.
Chandler sat down by Monica's bedside and took her hand gently. There were tears rolling down his cheeks as he prayed softly, "Please," he begged, "Let Monica be okay. Without her, I've got nothing to live for. She's my life, my hope, my everything. Please don't take her away. She's got so much to live for." He stopped before he could start sobbing again. He wondered what would happen if it was him in this position, if it was he who was lying the hospital bed. Monica did have so much to live for, but he wondered if he really did, besides Monica. That's why she couldn't die. Without her, he was nothing. It'd only been two months since they'd started dating, but he was already deeply in love with her.
Chandler slept fitfully that night, trying to get comfortable in a hard hospital chair. He woke up early the next morning, only to find Monica still asleep. The doctor came and went, pronouncing Monica no better and no worse. For the next two days, Monica was in and out of consciousness. When she was awake, she didn't really talk and when she did, it didn't make much sense at all. The nurses attributed it to the infection and the fever. The rest of Chandler and Monica's friends came and went, but for the most part, Chandler insisted there wasn't really much they could do. He, however, had no intention of leaving Monica. But he couldn't blame his friends for not staying longer-they were mostly trying to help Rachel with the twins, plus they had to keep working. Chandler had already called his job and told them he'd be in when Monica was out of the hospital, which could be weeks. He had a lot of vacation time saved up, so he decided to use it.
Three days after Chandler's surgery, he was lightly dozing with his head on her bed. He was just getting into a deeper sleep when he heard a soft, weak, "Chandler?" He sat straight up.
"Monica!" he said excitedly, "You're awake!" She had been awake before, but never really coherent.
"Yeah," she nodded softly and he felt her forehead and realized her fever was way down. "What happened, Chandler? I remember being here but."
"Your appendix burst, baby," he said softly. "They didn't know if you were gonna make it, but now that your awake."
She interrupted him, "Am I gonna be okay?"
"Yeah, sweetie," he said, kissing her hand tenderly. "You're gonna be just fine."
End of Flashback
Chandler shuddered at the memory and brushed it away. There were many other, a lot happier memories he could think about. He focused on the memory of his wedding day and finally fell asleep.
I know that wasn't great for R and R fans...but it's all part of the story! PLEASE REVIEW!
Part Six
That night, Chandler lay awake thinking about Ross. Chandler couldn't believe what was happening-everything had happened so fast. In the past eight years, Chandler had dealt with more than he'd ever had to face in the previous years of his life. He'd only been dating Monica for two months when one of the scariest events in his life occurred-Monica's appendix bursting. He still remembered every part of that month clearly. How could he forget? He'd almost lost the one person that meant the most to him in the world. So he remembered.remembered every emotion and every doctor's words.
Eight Years Earlier
"Hey, Mike! Hey, Pheebs!" Rachel said smiling as she opened the door to Phoebe and her new boyfriend Mike. Ross had been gone for two months and Rachel was learning, though slowly, to put on a happy face for her children and friends. She was still struggling to raise the twins, after all they were in their "terrible twos" but her friends were great about coming over to help her. Today Phoebe and Mike had come.
The three adults spent a pretty typical time watching Josh and Gracie. Phoebe and Mike were just about to leave as Rachel's phone rang shrilly. Rachel picked up the phone and Phoebe saw all the color drain out of Rachel's face as someone talked on the other line. For a second, Phoebe thought it might be Ross. But slowly, Rachel put down the phone. "That was Joey," she said softly, "Monica's in the hospital. We've got to get there, now."
Rachel, Phoebe and Mike had hastily bundled up the twins and rushed to the hospital where they found Joey and Chandler in the waiting room. Joey was trying, unsuccessfully, to comfort a sobbing Chandler. He was sitting in a chair with his face in his hands. "I'm such a crappy boyfriend," he sobbed, "She told me she didn't need a doctor, but I should of gotten one anyway. I should have known."
"Chandler!" Joey said softly, "This is not your fault. You heard what the doctor said-burst appendix can't be prevented, usually."
"Burst appendix?" Mike gasped.
Joey nodded, "She's in surgery and they're trying all they can to keep the infection from spreading, but."
"What?" cried Phoebe, "What does burst appendix mean?"
Mike glanced at his girlfriend. "Well," he said softly, "Well, basically Monica's appendix burst so the infection spread."
"So what's gonna happen?" asked Rachel, "Is she going to be okay?"
Mike and Joey both shrugged. Chandler was still sitting, now silent, with his head glued in his hands. "She could be okay," Mike said quietly, "If she comes out of surgery alright, then she'll just be in the hospital awhile, on antibiotics. But burst appendix can be fatal." Mike spoke softly, "But that's not to say it's going to be for Monica. She's strong. I'm sure she'll be fine." he finished quickly.
Rachel and Phoebe tried hard to stop themselves from crying as they sat down with Josh and Gracie for a long wait. It seemed like hours before a doctor finally came out. Joey's girlfriend, Juliana, had arrived and the eight had been keeping vigil in the waiting room. But finally, a doctor arrived. "Mr. Bing?" he asked, "You brought Monica Geller in?"
"Yes, that's me," Chandler said, jumping to his feet quickly, "Where is she? How is she?"
The doctor sighed softly, "She's out of surgery, and still alive. But she's not out of the woods. The infection spread-a lot. We've got her on heavy antibiotics and we'll see where things go from there. She's in the intensive care unit. You can go sit with her, if you'd like."
Chandler nodded eagerly and followed the doctor. The doctor led him through hospital halls until they finally stopped in front of a room. He had Chandler garb up, to keep from bringing in any more infections to Monica and they stepped in. There, Chandler saw Monica lying in a hospital bed. But it wasn't a Monica he was used to. This Monica was surrounded by equipment, attached to IV's, with monitors beeping all around here. "She should sleep until the morning, at least," the doctor said, "So don't try to wake her. I'll be back tomorrow morning to check on her." With that, the doctor left.
Chandler sat down by Monica's bedside and took her hand gently. There were tears rolling down his cheeks as he prayed softly, "Please," he begged, "Let Monica be okay. Without her, I've got nothing to live for. She's my life, my hope, my everything. Please don't take her away. She's got so much to live for." He stopped before he could start sobbing again. He wondered what would happen if it was him in this position, if it was he who was lying the hospital bed. Monica did have so much to live for, but he wondered if he really did, besides Monica. That's why she couldn't die. Without her, he was nothing. It'd only been two months since they'd started dating, but he was already deeply in love with her.
Chandler slept fitfully that night, trying to get comfortable in a hard hospital chair. He woke up early the next morning, only to find Monica still asleep. The doctor came and went, pronouncing Monica no better and no worse. For the next two days, Monica was in and out of consciousness. When she was awake, she didn't really talk and when she did, it didn't make much sense at all. The nurses attributed it to the infection and the fever. The rest of Chandler and Monica's friends came and went, but for the most part, Chandler insisted there wasn't really much they could do. He, however, had no intention of leaving Monica. But he couldn't blame his friends for not staying longer-they were mostly trying to help Rachel with the twins, plus they had to keep working. Chandler had already called his job and told them he'd be in when Monica was out of the hospital, which could be weeks. He had a lot of vacation time saved up, so he decided to use it.
Three days after Chandler's surgery, he was lightly dozing with his head on her bed. He was just getting into a deeper sleep when he heard a soft, weak, "Chandler?" He sat straight up.
"Monica!" he said excitedly, "You're awake!" She had been awake before, but never really coherent.
"Yeah," she nodded softly and he felt her forehead and realized her fever was way down. "What happened, Chandler? I remember being here but."
"Your appendix burst, baby," he said softly. "They didn't know if you were gonna make it, but now that your awake."
She interrupted him, "Am I gonna be okay?"
"Yeah, sweetie," he said, kissing her hand tenderly. "You're gonna be just fine."
End of Flashback
Chandler shuddered at the memory and brushed it away. There were many other, a lot happier memories he could think about. He focused on the memory of his wedding day and finally fell asleep.
I know that wasn't great for R and R fans...but it's all part of the story! PLEASE REVIEW!