Hey, not only have I somehow managed to update TWO of my stories on the same day but I also managed to update another chapter a few days later! Without my normal space of about a week in between ;) I mean it would have been sooner but I've been entranced by Harry Potter and The Order Of The Phoenix, it's SO good!

Exintaris- really you have to be more patient! I of course do not think that Rachel is some slut who does it with guys and doesn't use protection. There are a number of reasons why she could be pregnant that I may be using here but haven't brought up yet because it wasn't the right time, I cant just say 'and by the way I did use protection but it didn't work' now can I? I have included it in this chapter and hope it satisfies you.

Enjoy!

Rachel had walked past everyone sitting in the livingroom on her way to her room. Ignoring a voice she couldn't seem to make out she firmly shut the door and collapsed down on her bed, head in her arms sobbing.

How could this have happened? She thought. Not in a why to me kind of way but seriously how? She had been careful, used protection with both, but it wasn't always 100% effective.

She thought about the way she had treated Chandler, and really wished she had thought about it, talked to him, instead of just acting on her emotions.

She heard a knock at the door but decided to ignore it, not wanting to talk to anyone. She heard the door open and groaned, she just wanted to be left alone.

'Rachel?' The voice of the visitor came, Rachel sat upright on the bed.

'Chandler?' She questioned. Not questioning the name, just what he was doing in her room, surely he must hate her. Breaking up his relationship, embarrassing him in a meeting full of his workmates and then not even knowing if the baby she was carrying was his or not. That was bad enough without the consequences that were to occur in the group.

'Hey. I'm sorry I walked off like that, I was a jerk. I know this is hard for you, but I was just… confused. I needed a moment to myself, just to get my head together.' He whispered. His tone was sincere and his eyes told her all she needed to know.

'No Chandler, I'm the one who should be sorry, I wrecked everything!' Rachel admitted, and with that she began sobbing again. Chandler walked towards the door and headed out to the livingroom. Rachel buried her head in the pillow, not even wanting to think where he had gone, whether he had left her already.

'Here.' Chandler said a moment later. Rachel looked up. He was holding out a glass of water and a aspirin. 'Crying this much must have giving you a headache.' Rachel nodded and gratefully took them.  

'Is everyone out there mad at me?' Rachel whispered. Chandler shook his head.

'They all went out, I said I need to talk to you. It's good to know that for once someone can have a conversation without them listening on the other side of the door.' He joked, Rachel smiled and held her head in her hands again.

'You must really hate me.' She stated. Chandler sighed and sat down next to her on the bed. He put his arms around her and pulled her closer to him. Rachel leaned against his chest, feeling a lot better knowing he wasn't so mad at her he couldn't be near her, it would give her a chance to make things right again.

'I don't even nearly hate you Rachel. It takes two to do what we did. And as for the whole Kathy thing? I think she was sleeping with her co-star anyway. You may have saved me there.' Rachel sniffed and looked at Chandler, he was smiling.

'What about the baby? I don't even know who's it is.'

'I'm pretty sure it's mine. Even though we used protection I know for a fact that Patrick cant have kids, that's why his wife left him. But it could have been a fluke… did you use protection with him?'

Rachel nodded.

'Well then, must be mine, and as for that I promise I wont leave you to be a single mother, I'm prepared to act up to my responsibilities and face the consequences like a man. Condoms split or don't work sometimes but because they happen to put it on the box there's nothing we can do about it. Not that there would be if it wasn't on the box. I will support you financially and help in anyway I can, go to Lamaze classes and everything.' Chandler said. Rachel smiled.

'Did you rehearse that?'

'Did I rush it? It seemed like I rushed it.'

'No it was good.' Rachel laughed lightly. 'And so good of you. I don't deserve this.' She sighed.

'Don't talk like that, what makes you think you deserve to be left to fend entirely for yourself? I know that even if you were you'd be able to do it, you're stronger then you look. But I want to be a part of this.'

'Aren't you scared?'

Chandler smiled at her and it looked like he was about to deny it, but then he rolled his eyes and told her the truth. 'I'm really scared, but I can get used to it…I'm going to be a dad.' He paused, considering it. 'Wow, if it wasn't that my leg had fallen asleep about two minutes ago there would be a Chandler-shaped hole in that door.' He joked again. Rachel laughed again.

'Seriously though.'

'Seriously, I will do whatever it takes. I can grow up!.' He insisted.

'I know you can. You can be pretty grown up when you need to be.'

'At least now I don't have to worry about dieing alone.' Chandler wondered aloud.

They sat there in silence for a few moment in silence. Rachel felt more relaxed, Chandler wasn't mad at her, he was sitting next to her, letting her know she was safe. Her head was resting against his chest and her hand resting on his leg. He was absent-mindedly rubbing her back and pulling her closer.

She felt him sigh and looked up at him, not expecting him to be looking at her, but he was. They stared in to each other's eyes and slowly lent in to kiss one another.