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putting up w/ the boring parts! please review and lemme know if i should
write another fic, and wut genre it should be! thanks, please enjoy and
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Part Fourteen
disclaimer: no uh, not mine~
Dear Monica,
I can't believe you'll be here in just two days! Dad's going insane, trying to get the apartment all fixed up. I told him to relax but he gave me this look and he said, "Alana, this is Monica." I was confused, but he just laughed and said, "You shall see, you shall see." I asked Rachel about it, because I was talking to her online and she said you were a neat-freak. Well, so am I, so join the club!
Even with his worries about you not liking the apartment, you can tell Dad's genuinely thrilled you're moving in. He's gone to visit the restaurant you'll be working at at least three times, and he loves it more each time. We went there for dinner last night-the food's great, but hopefully you'll make it even better! Anyway, I've got to go. Dad's bugging me to help him clean the kitchen! I'll see you in two days. Oh, and one last thing. Thanks.
Love,
Alana
Alana grinned as she hit send. There was one final thing she'd purposefully neglected to put in her e-mail. That when she'd been helping her dad clean out his drawers, she'd found something that had lit up her face and made her realize that they really were going to live happily ever after. A gorgeous, princess cut engagement ring.
Three Years Later
"Happy Birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Alana…." Alana smiled as she blew out the sixteen candles on her birthday cake.
Chandler shook his head, "I can't believe my baby's sixteen," he said softly, "Seems like yesterday……"
"Dad, cut it with the tears," Alana teased and Chandler hit her playfully.
"Well," Monica cut in, "I'd say your dad's still got a few more in him. Wasn't it just last night, 'In just a few years she'll be at college……'" Monica said, imitating Chandler.
"Watch it, Mrs. Bing," Chandler said, and she laughed as he pulled her in for a kiss.
"Well, Dad, even when I'm at college, I think you'll still have your hands full," Alana said, grinning at the playpen in the corner of their suburban home where her one year old twin siblings, Emma and Daniel sat.
"Yeah," Chandler smiled and wrapped his arms around his wife's ever swelling pregnant belly, "I think I'm gonna be okay."
That night, Chandler got into bed and wrapped his arms around Monica's belly, kissing the side of her neck. "You know," he whispered softly, "Every year on Alana's birthday, I sorta think about one thing."
"What's that?" Monica asked.
"That……if it weren't for Alana, none of this would've happened," he said, "There wouldn' be any Daniel or Emma or,"he rubbed his hands on her stomach, "any new baby."
Monica smiled, "Yeah, I think about that, too. We're pretty lucky that Alana stepped in."
"Yeah," Chandler said softly, "But you know, it's your doing, too."
"What do you mean?" Monica asked.
"You forgave me," Chandler whispered, "I didn't deserve it, but you did. You forgave me and you forgave the past."
Monica kissed him softly on the lips, "I did it for a reason," she whispered, "I love you."
Chandler smiled, "I love you, too. And thank you."
"For what?"
"For forgiving me," Chandler whispered, "But most of all, for loving me."
It's hard for me to say the things I want to say sometimes
There's no one here but you and me
And that broken old street light
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words when I
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
For parting my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me
I never knew I had a dream
Until that dream was you
When I look into your eyes
The sky's a different blue
Cross my heart I wear no disguise
If I tried, you'd make believe
That you believed my lies
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
For parting my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
You pick me up when I fall down
You ring the bell before they count me out
If I was drowning you would part the sea
And risk your own life to rescue me
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words when I
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
You parted my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
When I couldn't fly
Oh, you gave me wings
You parted my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
"Thank You For Loving Me", by Bon Jovi
thanks for reading this and putting up w/ all the boring parts! ive really enjoyed writing it! lemme know if you'd like to see me write another fic, and what genre it should be! oh, and if you enjoyed this read my other fics. there's four of them, "Daddy's Girl", "Family Man", "A Second Chance" and "Making Peace" and chances are if you enjoyed this, you'll like them! so thanks and please review this-even tho it's the end!
Part Fourteen
disclaimer: no uh, not mine~
Dear Monica,
I can't believe you'll be here in just two days! Dad's going insane, trying to get the apartment all fixed up. I told him to relax but he gave me this look and he said, "Alana, this is Monica." I was confused, but he just laughed and said, "You shall see, you shall see." I asked Rachel about it, because I was talking to her online and she said you were a neat-freak. Well, so am I, so join the club!
Even with his worries about you not liking the apartment, you can tell Dad's genuinely thrilled you're moving in. He's gone to visit the restaurant you'll be working at at least three times, and he loves it more each time. We went there for dinner last night-the food's great, but hopefully you'll make it even better! Anyway, I've got to go. Dad's bugging me to help him clean the kitchen! I'll see you in two days. Oh, and one last thing. Thanks.
Love,
Alana
Alana grinned as she hit send. There was one final thing she'd purposefully neglected to put in her e-mail. That when she'd been helping her dad clean out his drawers, she'd found something that had lit up her face and made her realize that they really were going to live happily ever after. A gorgeous, princess cut engagement ring.
Three Years Later
"Happy Birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Alana…." Alana smiled as she blew out the sixteen candles on her birthday cake.
Chandler shook his head, "I can't believe my baby's sixteen," he said softly, "Seems like yesterday……"
"Dad, cut it with the tears," Alana teased and Chandler hit her playfully.
"Well," Monica cut in, "I'd say your dad's still got a few more in him. Wasn't it just last night, 'In just a few years she'll be at college……'" Monica said, imitating Chandler.
"Watch it, Mrs. Bing," Chandler said, and she laughed as he pulled her in for a kiss.
"Well, Dad, even when I'm at college, I think you'll still have your hands full," Alana said, grinning at the playpen in the corner of their suburban home where her one year old twin siblings, Emma and Daniel sat.
"Yeah," Chandler smiled and wrapped his arms around his wife's ever swelling pregnant belly, "I think I'm gonna be okay."
That night, Chandler got into bed and wrapped his arms around Monica's belly, kissing the side of her neck. "You know," he whispered softly, "Every year on Alana's birthday, I sorta think about one thing."
"What's that?" Monica asked.
"That……if it weren't for Alana, none of this would've happened," he said, "There wouldn' be any Daniel or Emma or,"he rubbed his hands on her stomach, "any new baby."
Monica smiled, "Yeah, I think about that, too. We're pretty lucky that Alana stepped in."
"Yeah," Chandler said softly, "But you know, it's your doing, too."
"What do you mean?" Monica asked.
"You forgave me," Chandler whispered, "I didn't deserve it, but you did. You forgave me and you forgave the past."
Monica kissed him softly on the lips, "I did it for a reason," she whispered, "I love you."
Chandler smiled, "I love you, too. And thank you."
"For what?"
"For forgiving me," Chandler whispered, "But most of all, for loving me."
It's hard for me to say the things I want to say sometimes
There's no one here but you and me
And that broken old street light
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words when I
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
For parting my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me
I never knew I had a dream
Until that dream was you
When I look into your eyes
The sky's a different blue
Cross my heart I wear no disguise
If I tried, you'd make believe
That you believed my lies
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
For parting my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
You pick me up when I fall down
You ring the bell before they count me out
If I was drowning you would part the sea
And risk your own life to rescue me
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words when I
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
You parted my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
When I couldn't fly
Oh, you gave me wings
You parted my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
"Thank You For Loving Me", by Bon Jovi
thanks for reading this and putting up w/ all the boring parts! ive really enjoyed writing it! lemme know if you'd like to see me write another fic, and what genre it should be! oh, and if you enjoyed this read my other fics. there's four of them, "Daddy's Girl", "Family Man", "A Second Chance" and "Making Peace" and chances are if you enjoyed this, you'll like them! so thanks and please review this-even tho it's the end!
