A/N - Hello, again! Thanks again for your reviews. I hope you're enjoying this. This chapter isn't really very eventful, so I hope it's okay...

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There You Are

Chapter Six

Knock! Knock!

"I'll get it!" Emily exclaimed, racing toward the door while Monica followed close behind her.

The little girl opened the door just as Monica reached her. Monica was surprised to see Chandler standing there. She'd just left him alone with Joey a couple of hours ago, and she hadn't expected to see him again so soon.

"Look, Mommy. It's that man," she said, pointing at Chandler and trying to whisper her statement to her mother.

"That's Chandler, honey," Monica replied, then leaned over to pick up her daughter. "Come on in," she said, leading Chandler into the living room.

"What's he doing here?" Emily asked as Monica put her down by the coffee table where she'd been playing with blocks before the knock at the door.

"I just came over to see you and your mom," Chandler answered. "Is that okay?"

Emily studied him for a moment, then nodded and went back to her blocks.

"I'm sorry about before," Monica said quietly.

"It's not your fault," he replied.

Monica smiled slightly at him, then turned back to her daughter. "Emily, I think it's about time for your nap."

"No," she stated firmly.

"Yes," Monica replied, giving her daughter the look that only a mother can pull off.

"Okay," she sighed.

"Make yourself comfortable," Monica said, looking back to Chandler. "I'll be back in a few minutes and we can talk," she said before taking Emily into her bedroom.

About ten minutes later, Monica emerged from Emily's room and shut the door gently. "Once she gets settled down, it doesn't take long to get her to sleep," she smiled as she joined Chandler in the living room.

Chandler smiled slightly. "Monica, if I had known that Joey had done this to you, I would have done something about it. I mean, he didn't even tell me about you. I would have knocked some sense into him or something. I wish I could have done something."

"You couldn't, Chandler," Monica assured him. "That's in the past. There's nothing anyone can do to change how the last four years have gone. The future is the only thing I'm worried about."

"If there's anything I can do to help, I'll do it. If you want to talk to Joey, I can arrange it. If you need some time, I'll step away. If you want me to knock him out, I'll gladly do it. Anything you want."

"That's very sweet," Monica smiled weakly, then felt the tears that she'd somehow managed to hold back until now start to fall. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do," she admitted. "I was fine. I was perfectly fine, until I saw him today."

Chandler put his arm around her and asked the question that he was afraid to hear the answer to. "Do you, um... Do you want to get back together with him?"

"With Joey?" Monica asked, looking at Chandler. He nodded. "No. No, of course not," she assured him, wiping away her tears.

"Are you sure? I mean, he's the father of your baby, Monica."

"I know that," she said quietly. "But that doesn't mean that being with him would make everything perfect. I didn't love him, Chandler. I love the little girl that resulted from being with him, but I don't love him."

"Are you sure?" he asked, looking down at his hands.

She sighed. "I'm sure," she answered firmly. She reached over to put her hand on his, causing him to look up at her. "Look. I know that today isn't really the best day to be telling you this, and maybe I shouldn't tell you so soon, but I think I'm falling in love with you."

"Really?" he said quietly, allowing himself to smile slightly. She nodded. "You know, I think I'm falling in love with you, too," he said quietly. "I didn't want to tell you - partly because I was worried about moving too fast, and partly because I was scared to death about feeling this way - but I am."

She smiled and reached over to hug him tightly. After staying in his embrace for what seemed like an eternity, she reluctantly pulled away. "So... What do we do?" she asked. "About Joey, I mean. Is he going to be a problem?"

"You mean, do I think he's gonna try to keep us apart?" he asked.

"Well... I just... Is it gonna be a problem for you, knowing that he's Emily's father? It might be a little weird."

"Maybe... But I think I'll get used to it." He sighed. "And I think you two should talk. I don't know what will come of it, but I think you need to. He never should have walked away from the two of you. He's so stupid," he said, the disappointment he was feeling toward his friend evident in his voice.

"You know what? I think you need to calm down before we talk about this."

"Yeah, you're right," he sighed. "Do you want to talk to Joey now? I can stay here with Emily, if you want."

"Do you think he'll talk to me?" she asked.

"If he doesn't, I'll take care of him," Chandler replied.

"Don't do anything to him, Chandler. Yeah, he walked out on me, but I let him off the hook. I told him he didn't have to stay around. It's just as much my fault as it was his."

"No, it's not. He should have been a man. He should have owned up to his actions. He should have -"

"Okay, okay," Monica interrupted. "Just calm down... Are you sure you can handle staying with her right now?"

"Well, she's sleeping. It shouldn't be too hard... Should it?"

"Not unless she wakes up," Monica smiled slightly. "Maybe I should just wait and talk to him later."

"No. Go ahead. I'll be fine with her," he assured her.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I'm positive," he answered.

"Okay... You have my cell phone number, so call me if you need anything at all."

"Will do," he replied.

"She should sleep for awhile, but if she needs anything, call me, okay?"

"Okay," he agreed again. "Just talk to Joey... And, while you're at it, feel free to tell him that I'll beat the crap out of him if you just say the word."

She laughed. "I'll do that," she smiled.

"Good luck."

"Yeah. Good luck to you, too."

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A/N - Not a whole lot, I guess, but I hope you liked it. Please let me know what you thought...