(Monica's POV)

One year later…

Kitchen… clean, livingroom… clean… everything was clean.

'Hey Mon.' Phoebe greeted as she walked in. She stopped to look around, realising it was the first time in ages I had cleaned everything so well. 'What's the occasion?'

'Chandler's coming home tomorrow!' I exclaimed. Chandler had gone to live with Nadia the day she came round, it was best for him to go. Chandler obviously didn't want to go to a hospital or anything for treatment, so Nadia thought it would be better if he were to go and live with her, then she would be able to monitor his condition and be able to prescribe the right drugs for him quicker. He would be safer there and have the right counselling from someone he trusted.

'That's great!' Phoebe exclaimed. She had come with me on quite a few of my many visits to Nadia's large beach house in Jersey, as had the rest of the gang, but we still all missed him, it wasn't the same without his jokes and just him being here.

'I know, Nadia said that he was well enough to be back with us, he just has to go see her three times a week for counselling and take whatever drugs she's given him and he'll be fine. I'm picking him up tomorrow, I really cant wait!'

'Oh I cant wait to have him home, he seemed lonely last time we saw him.'

The last time Phoebe had been with me to see Chandler was on his birthday, we all went to see him and spend the day with him, he did seem a little withdrawn, maybe intimidated by having us all there for the whole day for the first time since he went there. But the next time I went was a week later, the longest time I had spent away from him, but for a reason, he seemed a lot better, almost like his old self, except for the fact he kept shaking his head.

Nadia had told me that he did that to quieten the voice, his subconscious doubt and fears speaking to him as someone else. Anxiety and paranoia were a couple signs of Schizophrenia and she had noticed both in Chandler, figuring that maybe they were the cause of the 'voice'.

After that I visited him almost everyday bringing with me the reason that I had spent a whole week away from him before, our daughter Tina.

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(Chandler's POV)

'Chandler!' Nadia called out. I smiled as I drew my eyes away from the window, Monica had just drove in to the driveway. I had seen her drive to the house countless times but this time I knew that I would be going home with her.

I picked up my bags and carried them downstairs, as there were so many of them it took a few minutes to get them all into the hallway. Monica and Nadia were talking in the livingroom.

Nadia was explaining my medication to Monica, handing her a bottle full of pills after every sentence.

'Ok, these are Carbamazepines, they're mood stabilizers, they aren't for regular use, just if he does have a mood swing, these will be very useful, but you have to monitor the amount, because otherwise it could get toxic. These are Tofranil, a anti-depressant in case he gets a little blue, he should take three every two days, these are antipsychotics, they keep most symptoms under check and these.' She said, handing Monica the last bottle of pills 'are triazolam, just a sedative, only to be used if he has sleeping problems caused by the illness.'

Monica nodded, looking at the bottles in her hands.

'Nadi, I know all this, can I go home now?' I pleaded, I wanted to see all my friends again.

Will they want to see you?   

Of course they would want to see me again, they're my friends, why wouldn't they?

Nadia turned to look at me.

'Remember to voice what the voice says, it's just your subconscious doubts and your friends will help them go away, eventually the voice will go too. Ok?'

I nodded, and the looked right back at her.

'It's saying that they wont want to see me.' I admitted sheepishly. Monica smiled and took my hand.

'They cant wait to have you home again, Phoebe wanted to throw a party, but we thought it would be best if it was just us seven. And talking of the seventh one Tina's waiting in the car for her Dada.'

I smiled back at her, feeling elated at the thought of going home, of course they wanted me back, I was their friend. And the mention of my beautiful baby girl made me even more eager.

'Well we don't want to keep her waiting now do we?' I said as we began to head to the car. Nadia came out to say goodbye and I held her close, thanking her for helping me so much, after all I put her through. It hadn't been the best time I spent with her until I had gotten settled on the right course of drugs. I had yelled and hated her, but she had been brilliant, helping me and getting me through the moments when I just wanted to curl up and die.

'Take care guys!' She yelled after us and we waved as the car pulled out of the driveway.

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'Welcome home!' My friends yelled at me as I walked through the door. I smiled widely. I had missed them all being together so much!

'Hey guys!' I laughed as they all rushed over to hug me.

I knew from there that it would go back to the way it had been before, given time that is.

They're faking it.

For the first time, I ignored the voice, I knew better.

Wow, I left that a really long time! Sorry about that ;)

Ok now that's finished! And I am sorry it's a bit of a sudden ending but it would get boring to drag it out even further.

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Love Vikki

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