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CHAPTER 7 "Extreme measures"

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"I would never be your wife!" Rachel yelled. She couldn't believe he had even dared to suggest this. Did he honestly think she was gonna do it. Chandler was her best friend and that would be like betraying his trust. Besides the thought of being Ross' wife made her sick! Never would she want that!
"Why not? I can share the money with you." Ross explained. He knew that what he was asking was outrageous, but he had to try. This strange woman was his last hope of getting what he has always dreamed of. Okay it wasn't fair for him to get Rachel involved after all she didn't even know the half of it.
Rachel looked at the man standing in front of her and for a weak moment or two she actually picture herself next to him standing at the altar. Well she sure felt attracted to him and yes, the money was more than tempting, but could she really do this?!
"No..."
Rachel couldn't believe where her train of thought had just headed. "How can you even consider this!" she quickly shook the idea off her head.
"I could never do that to Chandler. He hates you and he would never forgive me if I..."
"Why do you care so much about him! What has he ever done for you?" Ross questioned. He was desperately trying to hold on to his last change. He knew that what he was about to say would be harsh, but he figured out that it would be the only way so he went on...
"Seems to me like you're his personal counselor or something. You are just there to listen to his problems and give him some pieces of advice. Well sounds like a free therapy to me, but the question is: What does he give you in return?"
"You don't know anything about mine and Chandler's relationship so keep your f*ck*ng mouth shut!" Rachel yelled trying to hold back the tears. Well she had to admit that part of it was true and maybe that's why it really hurt. She and Chandler had known each other for a long time. They had grown very close, but lately it felt like she was the one making all the sacrifices. Actually ever since Chandler had found Cathy. He had kinda forgotten all about her and just spent all his time with her. And as soon they had problems he had run to Rachel for help. "What am I thinking." she thought. "He is my best friend and I love him! And he loves me! Yeah, maybe I have given a lot lately, but he has been there for me trough some tough times too."
Once again Ross interrupted her thoughts.
"Hit the jackpot, didn't I?!" He lifted his eye brows and Rach just stared at him furiously making him regret his words."Was it too late to take them back?" Ross secretly thought.
"Ok, I'm sorry. I had no business talking about you and Chandler. I just think that this would be a great opportunity for you." He tried to convince her.
"Give me one good reason why I should do it?" she questioned.
"I can give you about 10 million good reasons." he smiled.

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"Take your hands of me Mr. Bing!" Monica yelled angrily trying to loose Chandler's crib but he just tightened it even more.
"Nice try Ms.Geller, but you see you're in no position to make any demands." he laughed pressing her tightly against the wall. The air around them was full of anger and passion and it made Monica feel quite uncomfortable and the hard wall, her back was pressed against, didn't ease the feeling a bit. Besides it surely wasn't the best medicine for her already sore back.
Seeing the mans crystal blue eyes staring directly into hers she found herself totally lost. They were like deep oceans which hold so many uncovered secrets and unbelievable sadness. "They say that eyes are the window to one's soul" Monica thought. It really was true. One's eyes could tell so many things and now Monica could tell the man in front of her was bitter. It shined right out of his eyes...the hurt...the bitterness...and Monica couldn't, but notice it.
"you are so sad and so..." She paused thinking she really shouldn't push the man, but couldn't stop her mouth from continuing "Now I really understand why Cathy left you...you are just.." Monica stoped again clearing her throat and to look at Chandler's expression, but to her surprise his face was totally cold and unfeeling.
"Oh please do finish" he said noticing her hesitation. He wanted to know exactly what this woman thought of him even though he wasn't really sure why. But some how he couldn't help feeling very curious.
"Well...I just think my brother is so much better in every way...so it's no wonder why Cathy left you for him."
"Oh is that so?" Monica's remark made Chandler almost burst into laughing. It was so outrageous that it made it amusing. But he had to admit that this woman did have guts and it was one feature that Chandler looked for in a woman.
"Yes." She simply replied.
"Oh your brother is no saint. Or do you think it's acceptable to go after another mans woman?"
Monica didn't answer. It was hard for her to even think due to this man being so close to her that she could feel his unshaven stubble against her cheek when he whispered "What? Cat cut your tongue?" into her ear.
"Okey it wasn't fair for him to take Cathy from you but you can't chose who you fall in love with."
"But you can chose whether to act on your feelings or not." Chandler continued her phrase. He took a quick pause to breath in and out and then lowered his tone: "and by acting on his feelings he stole my wife." he finally finished.
"He didn't stole anything that couldn't be stolen." with that Monica left Chandler staring at her speechless his eyes cold as ice. The gesture made Monica a little scared and he noticed that immediately loosening his crib, but only a little.
"Don't you worry I'm not gonna hurt you." He then said and tightened his hold on Monica's hands again.
"I would never hurt a woman all though I've never been this tempted before."

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"T...t...ten million!" Rachel stuttered. Not even in her wildest dreams had she thought about such a big amount of money. She had never had that much money in her life. She had always had to work hard to survive and get her daily food. That amount of money would surely made her life easier. "What!? Am I actually considering this!?" she thought being angry at herself for being so weak.
"That would be about your share." Ross smiled realizing that Rachel may agree to this after all.
"Well that's a lot of money." she admitted.
"Well since you didn't care about the money..." Ross shrugged his shoulders. "I'm sure there are plenty of other women who would be more than happy to do it." He knew exactly what strings to pull.
"Wait a second. You need me and you know it!" Rach pointed her finger at him. She didn't quite know what she was doing, but she kept picturing herself in a huge mansion with designer clothes and a jaguar. That picture was more than tempting.
"Does that mean that you'll do it?" Ross asked hopefully. He knew that Rachel was considering it and he knew that if he said the right things she might just agree to do it.
"I didn't say that.... Well... not yet...."
"Come on! Think about your future life! You wouldn't have to work a single day! You could have a house by the beach with a pool and..."
"That's tempting... But Chandler..." Rachel tried to make up her mind going back and forth... she knew that taking the money would be a selfish thing to do, but for once she could be selfish. She knew that Chandler had money... he had always had money. He didn't know what it was like to be poor and wait tables... She hated being a waitress and this money would make sure she wouldn't have to serve coffee ever again... In fact people would be serving her coffee.
"Look, of course he'll be mad at first, but he'll come to his senses. It's Cathy and me he's mad at the most... not you." Ross smiled. Behind his back he secretly crossed his finger hoping that it would bring him the luck that he needed. He knew he was so close, but still so far. He could already almost touch the money...
They both were silent for a long while. Ross waited for Rachel's answer and Rachel tried to decide what to do. This was probably one of the hardest decisions she had ever had to make... The picture of the huge mansion came back to her mind and the thoughts that she would never have to work again for as long as she lived. Those thoughts were too tempting to avoid. So after a while Rachel took a deep sigh...
"Let's do it!" she finally agreed surprising both Ross AND herself.
"Where am I putting myself into this time?" she secretly thought while watching Ross' surprised expression.

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Few very uncomfortable silent minutes staring into each others eyes full of anger toward one another Monica finally dared to speak
"What are you going to do with me?" she asked with a shaky voice. Chandler didn't answer, but loosened his crib instead. The sudden release was so unexpected to Monica that she fell on the ground.
Water drops started to fall slowly from the sky and Chandler ran his fingers trough his thick, now a bit wet, brown hair. What was he doing? Okay maybe this woman was a very manipulative and deserved everything that was coming for her, but it was not likely for him to do something like this. Okay he was famous for his temper but never had he gone this far before. He just couldn't help feeling unbelievable disgust and yet attraction towards this strange woman and he hated himself for that.
The rain started to get heavy and Chandler turned around to look at Monica again. By this time she had already managed to stand up and take a few steps to get more space between them. Her clothes where all wet and she felt like she had taken a shower with her clothes on.
"Well I'm not gonna stand here and wait for you to make your next move. It's raining and I'm all wet. I just wanna go inside." she said, but he stoped her by taking a hold of her hand again.
"I'm sorry, but I can't let you do that." he stated.
"So you are just gonna keep me here in the rain...?" Monica whispered unsure.
"No. you are coming with me."
"But that's kidnaping!" she yelled.
"Yes... and?" Chandler did one of his famous hand moves while waiting for Monica's reply.
"I may scream or kick..." she warned him but didn't make any effort to do anything.
"Yes you may...but you won't, you see, I have the upper hand at the moment." he continued his smile while brushing Monica's dark hair away from her face with his hands. Their faces where only an inch from each other and Monica found herself looking at Chandler's lips. Chandler turned away and started dragging her behind him. Knowing she was way too weak to fought back she let him take her with not much of a resistance.

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