Before I start, I forgot before to thank Kristine individually on the
last chapter for your review. I was so happy when I read that! I almost
cried. =) So thank you!
Also, I just want to say that I don't have too much medical knowledge, so if you do, and if you see anything that doesn't seem right in the following chapter, I apologize.
And thanks to everyone for all the reviews. Here's the next (and last) chapter!
Bad Company Chapter 9: Truly Madly Deeply
When the police finally arrived, they took Clark Binder into custody (he had eventually regained consciousness), and then called an ambulance for Monica. They said she didn't look too bad off, but doctors needed to make sure she didn't have any physical problems, and noone disagreed.
Chandler rode with her, because she insisted, to the hospital while the rest of the gang stayed behind to pack up their stuff. The two stayed as close together as possible, never wanting to lose sight of each other again. Two weeks was enough for both of them.
In the hospital room, after the doctor had left to get the results of Monica's tests, Chandler stood up from where he had been sitting on a chair off to the side, and walked over to her.
"How are you feeling?"
Monica smiled slightly and looked up at him. She was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, looking nervous.
"Alright, I'm just . . . scared."
He sat next to her, putting an arm around her. He pulled her closer. "Everything's going to be okay, you know."
"I know, but I . . . I really wanted this. I've wanted this for a really long time."
Chandler nodded and kissed the top of her head. "I know, me too."
They sat in silence for about fifteen minutes, deep in thought. After a while the doctor walked back in and Chandler stood up.
"Mr. and Mrs. Bing, I have the results of Monica's pregnancy tests," he said, holding up a folder.
Chandler and Monica nodded, listening intently to what he was about to say.
"And, it looks like it's a living, healthy baby. It's developing very nicely. I mean, I'm personally quite surprised, seeing how you were . . . you know." The doctor stopped there, not wanted to upset her.
Monica had to let the news sink in. It was seriously not what she had expected. She had resorted to simply believing that the baby was not alive. She didn't believe it could be after what she had been through. She glanced over at Chandler, who was grinning at her, then finally realized what exactly the doctor had said.
"Oh my god," she said, standing up. "We're gonna have a baby?"
"Yep, that's what the test results confirm. Congratulations."
She ran over to Chandler and hugged him tightly. "We're gonna have a baby!"
Chandler grinned again and hugged her back. Everything really was going to be alright.
~*~*~*~*~*~
8 ½ months later, New York City General Hospital
Monica had no idea that something she had longed for almost her whole life could hurt her so bad. She grasped Chandler's hand and gripped it tightly as another contraction hit.
"Ow, it's okay Mon, just a little while longer . . . ow." Chandler was running out of things to say to comfort his wife, let alone trying to shake off the weird feeling of having an angry, pained, screaming women connected to his hand. He only hoped he still had feeling in it when this was over.
The past eight months had gone fairly well. After Monica and Chandler had passed on the news about the baby to their friends, they had all gone back to New York and things once again turned to normal. Almost. Once in a while, Monica had had nightmares that Chandler was forced to wake her up from, and the emotional scars would probably always be there. Hardly any talk at all of those two weeks ever found it's way into the friend's conversations, but Monica had told Chandler about every minute of it, and she assured him that she felt better after getting it out of her system. Lately there hadn't been any nightmares, and she'd been acting more and more like her normal self. She acted the same way over the baby as Chandler had always imagined she would. Everything had to be as near to perfect as possible. Rachel's old room got changed into a nursery, and everything around the apartment was baby-proofed.
His mind was yanked back to the hospital room when Monica gripped his hand even tighter and started shouting something about him doing this for her.
He smiled a little and kissed her on the forehead, hoping to calm her down a little. "Sorry sweetie, as much as I'd like to, that would be impossible in so many ways."
Monica shrugged. At least she had tried. Suddenly she heard the doctor say that it was time to start pushing. "Oh, great!" she said, but obeyed. She soon discovered this part was even more painful than the contractions and instantly felt for Chandler because of how hard she was squeezing his hand. She attempted to loosen her grip a little but never really paid any attention to if she actually did or not.
Ten minutes later, the sound of a baby's crying filled the room, and Chandler stood up a little in order to see their child's sex. He and Monica had agreed before to wait and find out on this day. Now he grinned at the fact that it was a boy.
He leaned down and kissed Monica gently on the lips and told her the news, then watched as a nurse wrapped the baby in a cloth and laid him across his mother's chest. A tear rolled down Monica's face as she smiled and looked into her son's eyes. She could already see that he had his dad's eyes.
Monica looked over at Chandler and said, "So you probably wouldn't like him to be named after you?"
Chandler grinned. "Didn't I ever tell you how much I got teased for that name in school?"
Laughing, Monica looked back at the baby. "Maybe something more common then? Say, Alex?"
"I like Alex," Chandler said, leaning in to see his baby more closely. "Alex it is."
Monica sighed happily as she studied Alex's features. There would be hard times ahead, she knew that. But she knew she would be able to get through anything with her husband at her side. Her prince, her soul mate, her friend.
I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need
I'll love you more with every breath, truly madly deeply do
I will be faithful cause I'm counting
On a new beginning, a reason for living
A deeper meaning, yeah
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
And when the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky
I'll make a wish, send it to heaven then make you want to cry
They're tears of joy for all the pleasure and the certainty
When we're surrounded by the comfort and protection
Of the highest powers, in lonely hours
The tears devour you
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
Oh, can you see it baby
Don't have to close your eyes
Cause it's standing right before you
All that you need will truly come
I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need
I'll love you more with every breath, truly madly deeply do
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
"Truly, Madly, Deeply" by Savage Garden
Yep folks, that was the last chapter. I know it was short, but it was good enough of a story to be that short, right? Am I right? =D Please review. Tell me what you thought.
Let's see, as for future stories . . . like I said before I'm leaving the 31st of June, and while I get settled at my dad's I probably won't be starting any new ones. But, I promise you that (if you would like), I'll be back with more ASAP. Most likely C/M stories.
Again, please review. What did you think of the ending? You can e- mail me if you want at: valm1988@aol.com (If you e-mail me I'll be able to e-mail you back =))
TTFN! (Is anyone even using that anymore? lol)
Also, I just want to say that I don't have too much medical knowledge, so if you do, and if you see anything that doesn't seem right in the following chapter, I apologize.
And thanks to everyone for all the reviews. Here's the next (and last) chapter!
Bad Company Chapter 9: Truly Madly Deeply
When the police finally arrived, they took Clark Binder into custody (he had eventually regained consciousness), and then called an ambulance for Monica. They said she didn't look too bad off, but doctors needed to make sure she didn't have any physical problems, and noone disagreed.
Chandler rode with her, because she insisted, to the hospital while the rest of the gang stayed behind to pack up their stuff. The two stayed as close together as possible, never wanting to lose sight of each other again. Two weeks was enough for both of them.
In the hospital room, after the doctor had left to get the results of Monica's tests, Chandler stood up from where he had been sitting on a chair off to the side, and walked over to her.
"How are you feeling?"
Monica smiled slightly and looked up at him. She was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, looking nervous.
"Alright, I'm just . . . scared."
He sat next to her, putting an arm around her. He pulled her closer. "Everything's going to be okay, you know."
"I know, but I . . . I really wanted this. I've wanted this for a really long time."
Chandler nodded and kissed the top of her head. "I know, me too."
They sat in silence for about fifteen minutes, deep in thought. After a while the doctor walked back in and Chandler stood up.
"Mr. and Mrs. Bing, I have the results of Monica's pregnancy tests," he said, holding up a folder.
Chandler and Monica nodded, listening intently to what he was about to say.
"And, it looks like it's a living, healthy baby. It's developing very nicely. I mean, I'm personally quite surprised, seeing how you were . . . you know." The doctor stopped there, not wanted to upset her.
Monica had to let the news sink in. It was seriously not what she had expected. She had resorted to simply believing that the baby was not alive. She didn't believe it could be after what she had been through. She glanced over at Chandler, who was grinning at her, then finally realized what exactly the doctor had said.
"Oh my god," she said, standing up. "We're gonna have a baby?"
"Yep, that's what the test results confirm. Congratulations."
She ran over to Chandler and hugged him tightly. "We're gonna have a baby!"
Chandler grinned again and hugged her back. Everything really was going to be alright.
~*~*~*~*~*~
8 ½ months later, New York City General Hospital
Monica had no idea that something she had longed for almost her whole life could hurt her so bad. She grasped Chandler's hand and gripped it tightly as another contraction hit.
"Ow, it's okay Mon, just a little while longer . . . ow." Chandler was running out of things to say to comfort his wife, let alone trying to shake off the weird feeling of having an angry, pained, screaming women connected to his hand. He only hoped he still had feeling in it when this was over.
The past eight months had gone fairly well. After Monica and Chandler had passed on the news about the baby to their friends, they had all gone back to New York and things once again turned to normal. Almost. Once in a while, Monica had had nightmares that Chandler was forced to wake her up from, and the emotional scars would probably always be there. Hardly any talk at all of those two weeks ever found it's way into the friend's conversations, but Monica had told Chandler about every minute of it, and she assured him that she felt better after getting it out of her system. Lately there hadn't been any nightmares, and she'd been acting more and more like her normal self. She acted the same way over the baby as Chandler had always imagined she would. Everything had to be as near to perfect as possible. Rachel's old room got changed into a nursery, and everything around the apartment was baby-proofed.
His mind was yanked back to the hospital room when Monica gripped his hand even tighter and started shouting something about him doing this for her.
He smiled a little and kissed her on the forehead, hoping to calm her down a little. "Sorry sweetie, as much as I'd like to, that would be impossible in so many ways."
Monica shrugged. At least she had tried. Suddenly she heard the doctor say that it was time to start pushing. "Oh, great!" she said, but obeyed. She soon discovered this part was even more painful than the contractions and instantly felt for Chandler because of how hard she was squeezing his hand. She attempted to loosen her grip a little but never really paid any attention to if she actually did or not.
Ten minutes later, the sound of a baby's crying filled the room, and Chandler stood up a little in order to see their child's sex. He and Monica had agreed before to wait and find out on this day. Now he grinned at the fact that it was a boy.
He leaned down and kissed Monica gently on the lips and told her the news, then watched as a nurse wrapped the baby in a cloth and laid him across his mother's chest. A tear rolled down Monica's face as she smiled and looked into her son's eyes. She could already see that he had his dad's eyes.
Monica looked over at Chandler and said, "So you probably wouldn't like him to be named after you?"
Chandler grinned. "Didn't I ever tell you how much I got teased for that name in school?"
Laughing, Monica looked back at the baby. "Maybe something more common then? Say, Alex?"
"I like Alex," Chandler said, leaning in to see his baby more closely. "Alex it is."
Monica sighed happily as she studied Alex's features. There would be hard times ahead, she knew that. But she knew she would be able to get through anything with her husband at her side. Her prince, her soul mate, her friend.
I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need
I'll love you more with every breath, truly madly deeply do
I will be faithful cause I'm counting
On a new beginning, a reason for living
A deeper meaning, yeah
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
And when the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky
I'll make a wish, send it to heaven then make you want to cry
They're tears of joy for all the pleasure and the certainty
When we're surrounded by the comfort and protection
Of the highest powers, in lonely hours
The tears devour you
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
Oh, can you see it baby
Don't have to close your eyes
Cause it's standing right before you
All that you need will truly come
I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need
I'll love you more with every breath, truly madly deeply do
I wanna stand with you on a mountain
I wanna bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me
"Truly, Madly, Deeply" by Savage Garden
Yep folks, that was the last chapter. I know it was short, but it was good enough of a story to be that short, right? Am I right? =D Please review. Tell me what you thought.
Let's see, as for future stories . . . like I said before I'm leaving the 31st of June, and while I get settled at my dad's I probably won't be starting any new ones. But, I promise you that (if you would like), I'll be back with more ASAP. Most likely C/M stories.
Again, please review. What did you think of the ending? You can e- mail me if you want at: valm1988@aol.com (If you e-mail me I'll be able to e-mail you back =))
TTFN! (Is anyone even using that anymore? lol)