:On Saturday a channel over here was showing two episodes from season 1. It was really funny looking back. The hairstyles, Chandler smoking and making everyone feeling bad for criticising him. haha one of my favourite episodes that was. Then it was that one where Ross had an ice-hockey puck in his face and Chandler was all 'you were great in Silence of The Lambs'. Hehehe. Now, I should be working on assignments right now, but I really wanted to write this. …here is part 5. Enjoy and please review!;
TOW The Reunion
PART FIVE
Not wanting to risk parking illegally again, Chandler decided to walk to the hotel and get a cab back with the stuff. It was a chance to get his head straight about what happened with Monica back in the apartment. They had always been close…but not that close. He remembered the look she gave him before he was just about to kiss her. There had been something there, he was sure of that. Despite years of just friendship in college and nothing more, Chandler knew deep down that Monica wanted more than that. He wanted more than that. What he wanted more than anything in the world was to go straight back into that apartment and kiss her…to be with her. Now, he had blown that by saying it was just 'the moment'. "God knows what she must be feeling now." He muttered to himself, turning into a dark alleyway.
A tall blonde stopped him in his tracks. She had her hands on her hips and was staring furiously at him. "Before I let you by, I need to ask you a few questions," the girl stated.
Chandler stared nervously at the girl and nodded.
"Right then." The girl continued, "Are you a mass murderer?"
Chandler widened his eyes and shook his head.
"Are you a rapist?"
Once again, Chandler shook his head. The girl studied him for a couple of seconds and then gave him a little smile. "Ok. You passed the screening test." She said, stepping to one side. "You can walk on."
Chandler stayed where he was and gaped at the girl. He had a feeling who she might be. "Um…are you Phoebe?" he asked curiously.
The girl widened her eyes and grinned. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed excitedly, "Are you a psychic too?!"
Chandler took a hesitant step back, getting nervous again. "Er…no." he replied. "I'm not."
"Then how do you know my name?"
"I have a feeling you're the girl who saved my friend from being attacked a few days ago. It would explain your screening process."
The girl snapped her fingers. "Monica?" she asked.
Chandler nodded slowly. "That's right." He confirmed.
"Poor girl…" Phoebe murmured. "She was really shaken up. She could have been hurt."
Chandler nodded gravely. "I know. Thank you for being there. I don't know what I would have done if something had happened to her."
Phoebe smiled a little. "Ahhh…are you her boyfriend?"
Chandler blushed. "No. Just a friend."
"But you want to be her boyfriend, right?"
Chandler tilted his head back in shock. "You hardly know me." He protested, "How do you know what I want?"
"The look in your eyes when you spoke of Monica gave you away." Phoebe explained.
"Ok…" Chandler started to walk away. This girl was beginning to freak him out a little now. "I'm going to go now."
Phoebe shrugged and waved. "You're welcome down here anytime!" she called.
Chandler walked quickly down the alleyway and walked in the direction of his hotel. He realised that Phoebe may have saved Monica, but she was still weird…yet strangely intriguing.
*****
"My marriage to Barry hasn't been going so well lately." Rachel explained to Ross over dinner at a restaurant. "We disagree over everything. He didn't even want me over here to attend Kip's funeral."
Ross shook his head in disbelief. "Kip was one of your oldest friends. How can Barry not want you to go?"
Rachel shrugged, playing around with her food with her fork. "He didn't like Kip all that much," she said, "He thought Kip was immature and a moron."
"We were in college, he was allowed to be immature." Ross argued.
"That's what I told Barry." Rachel explained, "but he just didn't approve of me hanging around with you guys. He thought Chandler was a dork with a stupid haircut and that you…well…you were a geek."
"Being a geek was cool!" Ross exclaimed. He smiled. "Or so I thought at the time. Chandler and Kip was always telling me to lighten up, but I still preferred to bury my head in a book than go out and get drunk with them."
Rachel laughed. "Why do I get this feeling you still do that?" she asked.
"Maybe because I do!" Ross answered, laughing.
Rachel shook her and smiled wistfully. "We had a lot of fun back then didn't we?"
"Well Kip was such an influence on us, wasn't he?" Ross added, shaking his head and remembering. "If there was a party on the campus, you just know kip had something to do with it."
"Wasn't it him who cut off Chandler's flying seagulls haircut when they were drunk?" Rachel asked, bursting into more giggles.
"Yes, you wouldn't believe how nuts Chandler went about that the next morning!" Ross exclaimed, "He just looked in the mirror and screamed blue murder. All his hair was uneven. He looked like he had put his fingers in a live fuse!"
"Then there was Monica always nagging us to keep the campus rooms neat so she could do her work," Rachel said wistfully, "So typical Monica."
"You miss her, don't you?" Ross asked quietly, seeing Rachel wipe her eyes with a napkin.
Rachel sniffed, blinking away her tears. "Yes I do." She answered.
Ross reached across the table for her hand and held it. "Then go and see her." He told her softly.
****
Chandler walked into the apartment, dragging several suitcases through the door. "Mon, you will not believe who I saw…" he stopped and looked around, his eyes widening. The lights were switched off and dozens of candles lit the other wise dark surroundings. On one of the chairs, Monica was curled up sobbing into her hands.
Chandler dropped his cases on the floor and ran. He bent over, looking worriedly at her. "Mon?" he asked quietly, "What's going on?"
Monica slowly lifted her tearstained face and stared at Chandler. Seeing his concerned face she crumpled up again and sobbed louder. Chandler squeezed in next to her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "Shhh." He soothed, "Don't cry. What's wrong Mon? I want to help."
"They…they cut me off." Monica mumbled into his shoulders.
"Who cut you off?" Chandler asked, puzzled. "I don't understand!"
"The people who supply me with electricity, that's who!" Monica exclaimed, looking up. "I…I'm in trouble Chandler," she whispered, "I'm so far behind in my bills, I just don't know what to do. I've got no money, my job as a chef doesn't pay well enough for an apartment this size. I'm a month behind with the rent. I could get kicked out Chandler…"
"Ok! Ok! Shh…calm down." Chandler interrupted, holding Monica in a tighter hug as she cried again. He lifted her chin up and looked at her troubled face. "I'm here now. I'm going to help you."
"How?" Monica asked, her voice breaking. "You're only living here a few weeks and I don't expect you to help me pay…"
"Now, Mon, listen to me a sec." Chandler said firmly, "I've known you since we were eighteen year olds. That's eight years. I'm not about to see my best friend get kicked out of her apartment just because of a few bills!" he smiled at her softly. "Why don't I stay here a little longer than planned?" he suggested.
"You mean, be my roommate?" Monica asked, looking at him disbelief.
"Well that's what we always planned." Chandler commented, his eyes twinkling mischievously at her.
"God if Kip were here now." Monica added, shaking her head.
~~~flashback 1988. College, Monica and Rachel's room~~~
"Look at you two clearing up the dishes!" Kip exclaimed, laughing hard. He nudged Ross and they both snickered. Chandler and Monica turned around from the sink, looking indignantly at their friends.
"You two look like you're married or something!" Rachel added, smirking.
Monica smiled a little and glanced at Chandler, who chuckled. "Well, no one else is going to clear up in here are they?" she protested.
"They're right Mon," Chandler commented, shaking his head. "We're like the parents and those three are the kids." He pointed to Ross, Rachel and Kip.
Monica laughed and turned back to the sink. "Maybe they should be helping out then!" She said, giggling.
"Oh my dear wife!" Chandler mocked, grabbing Monica's arms and dancing her around the room. "Why don't we just leave them to it?"
"Oh my wonderful husband!" Monica joined in. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as they continued to dance around the room.
Kip, Ross and Rachel stood watching them in disbelief. "They're meant to be." Kip insisted, grinning.
Chandler and Monica stopped dancing, looked at Kip and burst out laughing. "Yes ok Kip!" Chandler deadpanned, "We're meant to be."
"I'm serious." Kip protested, "My one dying wish would be to see you two together. Actually, not dying wish… just a normal wish. I plan on being around here a long time to see this happen! I am determined to see you two together!"
~~~~~Present~~~~
"If only he knew." Chandler told Monica softly, as they finished remembering.
"I'm sure he wasn't planning on dying at 26, that's one thing I know." Monica said sadly. She looked at Chandler in the eyes. "I know Kip never saw us together as a couple, but I know he'd be happy seeing us together like this at least. Two friends living together, talking and remembering him…laughing about him."
"You know Mon, I think you're right." Chandler said softly. He turned away. Monica bent around to see his face and she was shocked to see tears in his eyes. He turned back. "Sorry," he mumbled.
"It's ok Chandler." Monica whispered, touching his face and wiping his tears away.
They snuggled into the chair and sat there for a long time, before finally falling asleep in each other's arms.
END OF PART FIVE:more coming soon!: