A/N - It's been a long, long time for this. A month, actually. I finally decided to just do it. I was thinking about dragging this out a little longer, but I think I've changed my mind, so this is probably going to be the last chapter before the epilogue. And the epilogue will probably be long if I keep all the stuff I've written already. I'll try not to make it another month before I get that one up. Please let me know what you think - oh, and thank you for your reviews so far. Also, thanks for the reviews on the new one I put up a little while ago - "I Miss My Friend." I'm still trying to decide whether I should continue that one or not because if I put up the stuff that I already have done and leave it at that, you'll all hate me. lol We'll see... But, for now, I hope you like this one...

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There You Are

Chapter Fifteen

Monica groaned as her eyes slowly opened early the next morning. At first, she wasn't quite sure where she was, but she knew that she wasn't in her bed. She shifted and smiled slightly when she saw that she was lying next to Chandler.

"Hey… Wake up, sleepyhead," Monica said quietly, gently running her finger along his cheek.

He moaned and moved slightly. "Hey," he yawned. "What time is it?"

"Um… About six thirty," she answered, glancing over at the clock in the kitchen.

"I stayed here all night?"

"Yeah, I guess so," she replied. "How do you feel?"

"Well… Fine, I guess. Why?"

"I was just wondering… This couch isn't very comfortable, and adding me to the mix only made it worse, I'm sure."

"No, it made it a million times better," he smiled at her. "I like the idea of having you by my side when I wake up. It's really nice."

"It is, isn't it?" she smiled back at him.

"Yep… Do you have plans for the day?" he asked as he pulled her a little closer to him.

"Yeah, I'm supposed to be at work at nine. You?"

"No, I'm off today. Do you need somebody to watch Emily?" he asked. "I can do it if you need me to."

"It's sweet of you to offer, but I was going to drop her off at preschool this morning. But do you want to come over tonight? I should be home by six."

"Yeah, absolutely. How about I make dinner for the two loves of my life?" he grinned.

"Oh, yeah," she scoffed. "You're gonna make dinner?"

"Hey, I can cook," he replied, pretending to be hurt. "I had to survive before I had you around."

"Okay… This I've gotta see," she laughed.

"Do you want me to pick up Emily from preschool on my way over here?"

"If you want… She'd love that," Monica answered.

"I'd love that, too," he assured her.

"Well, I'll let her teacher know that you'll pick her up today."

"Great… I'll be there," he promised. "Do you think I should leave before she wakes up?"

"Oh, she won't be up for another hour… How about some breakfast?" she suggested.

"Yeah, breakfast sounds good," he replied. "Can I help?" he offered.

"No, I'll get it," she said as she reluctantly got up from the couch.

Chandler yawned and got up to follow her into the kitchen. He took a seat at the table while Monica opened the refrigerator to gather the ingredients for breakfast.

"Mommy?" a little voice called from across the room. Both Chandler and Monica turned to see Emily standing by her door, clutching the doll she had gotten from Chandler.

"Sweetie, what are you doing out of bed?" Monica asked as she walked back to the living room, then picked up her daughter.

"I had a bad dream, Mommy. There was a monster under my bed, and it came out and scared me."

"Honey, there's nothing under your bed, I promise. Now, do you think you can go back to sleep, sweetie?"

"I don't want to, Mommy," the little girl yawned. She immediately brightened up when she saw Chandler, who had walked into the living room. "Chandler!" she smiled brightly.

"Hey, you," Chandler smiled back at her. "Let me tuck you back in so you can get some more sleep, okay?"

"But I don't want to," she yawned. "I'm not sleepy."

"How 'bout you just try? For your mommy and me?"

"Okay," she yawned again and reached out for Chandler who carried her into the bedroom to tuck her back into bed.

Minutes later, he walked out of her room and over to Monica who was already working on breakfast. "She's asleep already," he smiled at her.

"Yeah, she does that a lot. I usually turn on the TV for her, and she's asleep on the couch within minutes," she laughed.

"She's a pretty good kid," Chandler smiled at her.

"Yeah, she really is," Monica agreed. "I'm lucky."

"I'm the lucky one," Chandler said quietly. "I mean, I really can't believe that I'm here with you right now, completely in love with the most incredible woman in the world who just happens to love me, too. Well, I hope she does," he teased.

"Oh, she does," Monica assured him and leaned in to kiss him. "Very, very much."

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"Why do I have to go with Uncle Ross?" Emily asked Chandler later that evening as he helped her get ready to go across the street.

"Can you keep a secret?" Chandler asked, knowing that even if she couldn't, she wouldn't be around to talk to her mother before Chandler got a chance to carry out his plan.

"Oh, yes," she said excitedly. "Tell me, Chandler!"

"Well, you can't tell anybody, okay?"

"Okay," she agreed.

"Well… I'm gonna ask your mommy to marry me," he whispered.

"Really?!" she exclaimed.

"Yes, really," Chandler laughed. "Is that okay with you?"

"Uh huh. I love you, Chandler," she said as she jumped off her bed and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I love you, too, sweetheart," Chandler smiled as he hugged her. "Now, let's get you over to Uncle Ross' so I can get ready for your mom, okay?"

"Okay," she replied. "I'm so happy!"

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"Emily, Mommy's –" Monica stopped when she opened the door to her apartment and was greeted by what must have been hundreds of candles and several dozen flowers. As she looked over the room, her eyes finally met Chandler's when she saw him standing in the middle of the living room. "Chandler," she whispered. "What's going on?"

"Come on. Sit down," Chandler said as he walked over to meet her. He took her hand and led her into the living where he helped her sit down on the couch. Chandler took a seat on the coffee table in front of her and held her hands in his.

"Where's Emily?" Monica asked.

"She's with Ross. I thought we should be alone for this," he grinned.

"Is this what I think it is?"

"I guess you'll have to wait and see," Chandler smiled at her. He sighed loudly before he began. "Monica, I love you. I never thought I could love anyone the way I love you, but the moment I met you, I knew that you were different. And you are. Wonderful different," he smiled. "There's nothing I want more than to spend the rest of my life with you, Monica. I want to go to sleep with you in my arms every night and wake up with you right beside me every morning. I want to have the silly little arguments with you that all married couples have. I want to treat you the way you deserve to be treated, Mon. I want us to have babies together. I want us to spend our lives together. And I hope you feel the same way, because I don't know what I'd do without you." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box, then lowered himself to one knee. He smiled at her and opened the box to reveal the diamond engagement ring. "Monica Geller, will you marry me?"

Monica wiped away a few of the tears that were falling down her cheeks. "Yes. Yes, I'll marry you, Chandler."

"Really?" Chandler teased.

"Yes, really," Monica laughed as she watched him place the ring on her finger. "I never knew I could be this happy," she said quietly before she placed her hands on his cheeks and pulled him to her for a kiss. "I love you."

"I love you, too," he smiled before kissing her again. "You know, Emily's gonna be pretty excited."

"You think?" she laughed.

"Well, she was when I told her that I was going to ask you tonight."

"You told her? How did I not find out about this? She's four years old. She can't keep a secret for longer than two minutes."

"Yeah, I know," Chandler smiled. "That's why I didn't tell her until about an hour ago, right before I dropped her off at Ross' where she proceeded to spill the beans to Ross and Rachel. Now, I know I haven't known Rachel for nearly as long as you have, but I'm pretty sure that the whole town knows by now that Chandler Bing and Monica Geller are getting married."

"Yeah, you're right," Monica laughed. "But that's okay. I want the whole world to know," she grinned.

"Me too," he smiled back at her. "It's you and only you, Mon. For the rest of our lives…"