Hey! What's up? I really want to end this fic because I am getting tired of it, so this is DEFINITELY the second to last chapter and maybe an epilogue. Luckily, I have strep throat so I got to stay home from school and finish this, although I can barely swallow. Some of you may find the first part too farfetched and if you do I don't want to hear about it.

Disclaimer: I'm thirteen years old for God's sake! How much do you think I own? Undoubtedly not anything associated with Friends.

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The two runaways had been warned but they never thought it was true. The officer on the bike behind them had said "If you want to die, keep driving!" But they never took it seriously, figuring it was just a threat to make them pull over. No one will ever know how much they regretted not stopping.

The car sped through the trees, crashing and bumping its way around, when out of nowhere the ground seemed to let out. The earth apparently ended at that point and before they knew it, they went flying off the edge and into the ocean. It must have been seventy feet or so, thus the pits of their stomachs went flying around, making them nauseous. Frank and Steve sunk to the bottom in between a few rocks. The car started to fill with seawater. They knew that they had to get out but both doors were jammed.

The car had jumped so far, that from their perspective it was impossible to tell just how deep they were. Frank attempted to crack open the window, as the last bit of air left in the car was quickly stolen from him, but found that his last breath was not large enough. He needed more oxygen immediately if he was to survive.

Steve on the other hand had long passed out from the drop, never being a fan of steep roller coasters or anything like that. Frank couldn't hold on much longer, and he tried with all his might to escape, but to no avail. He just gave up.

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"He what!?" Monica screamed, in the hallway of the hospital.

"Mr. Thompson and Mr. Kramer drowned last night during the car chase."

"Oh my God!" Monica was so shocked, and as relieved as she was that they could no longer harm her or her boyfriend, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

"Do you know when the funeral is?"

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Obviously Chandler had been astounded to hear about Frank and Steve's passing, but he wasn't as merciful as Monica had been.

"The bastard deserved to die."

"He was a terrible person, Chandler, but you have to at least respect him, I mean, he died!" Phoebe explained.

"I guess, I just." after pausing for a long time he finally continued "The guy was so harsh to us and I hate him."

"It's okay to hate him! Hell, I hate him for what he did, but you have to understand that no matter what a terrible person he was, he was still a person, a person who was taken from the world. I think you should go to the funeral on Wednesday."

"What?"

"It will prove that you are a better man than he was and that even though you hate him, you still respect him. Since you are getting out of the hospital tomorrow, you should sleep on it, in your own bed, maybe that will help you come around."

"I'll think about it," he told Phoebe.

~*~

Home. It's amazing how much you can hate a place and then never want to be anywhere but there. Chandler arrived to a spot he never cared for, but for some reason it was the most wonderful thing he had seen in a long time. His mother looked at him, she was so happy to see that huge grin that spread across his face.

He wheeled himself up to the threshold, and Nora opened the door for him. Taking in the familiar and soothing scent of the house he knew so well, he turned around and said to his mother, "It's great to be home."

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The weather seemed to fit the setting, funny how life does that. The rain poured heavily onto the small crowd gathered in the cemetery. There weren't many people there- just Steve's parents, Frank's mother, Joey, Phoebe, Rachel, Ross, and Monica. The gang had been very disappointed about Chandler's absence. They figured if Monica could forgive him, her boyfriend should too.

But Chandler didn't forgive him. It was one thing to almost lose his life, but to almost lose Monica, that would take an eternity to forgive, and he didn't have an eternity.

The ceremony was destined to start in ten minutes, and Monica felt very guilty that Chandler didn't show up. Stepping aside for a moment, as the Priest got ready to begin, she turned on her cell phone and called Chandler.

"Hello?"

"Chandler!"

"What?"

"Come to the funeral!" Monica shouted a little too loudly, causing others to turn to look at her.

"No."

"Why not?"

""Because what Frank and Steve did was unforgivable!"

"I know that but you have to show respect!"

"I can't do that."

"You have to! If I can, than you can, and I did!"

"You don't understand," he whispered into the phone, "When I was in a coma I heard Steve and Frank talking, they were in my room for some reason and they said 'So, after the movie, tell her you have a surprise for her. Then, you can bring her back to your apartment, pin her down and screw her!' I knew he was going to rape you before it happened but I couldn't do anything about it, and as much as I tried I just couldn't wake up. The thought of losing you was so unbearable that I can never, ever forgive him."

"Wow. I can't believe you actually knew."

"Yeah, how do you think I knew to show up at his house."

"Well, I still think you need to come down here, you remember that old saying, something about how idiots forgive and forget, and how wise men forgive but don't forget?"

"Yeah"

"Don't you want to be one of the wise men?" she asked.

"I-"

She cut him off, "Chandler I'm not asking you to love him, I am not asking you to like him either, because believe me I hate him as much as you, but you do have to pay your respects, because he was loved by someone, his mother, and no matter what terrible things he did his mom needs to know that her son didn't die a hated man. Please, just come here."

"Well."

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He had arrived late, after all it took him a while to hail a cab manage to get in and out of it, and wheel his way through the uneven grounds of the cemetery.

He approached the people gathered there, as the Priest made his last announcement, "Now everyone will please make their way back to the Thompson household where you can mourn with the families of Steven Paul Kramer and Frank Leonard Thompson."

Everyone started to make their way out when they spotted Chandler a few feet away.

"Look, it's Chandler!" Ross shouted.

Monica ran over to him and gave him a hug. He had said he would show up, but after a while Monica didn't believe that he would hold true to his word. She noticed he was soaked and put the umbrella over him.

"Good thing you did that, I may have rusted," he quipped, referring to his wheelchair.

"C'mon, let's go back to the Thompson's house."

"Just one sec, there is something I need to take care of."

He rolled himself over to a weeping Mrs. Thompson and told him his true feelings.

"Excuse me?" he asked and she turned to face him.

"Yes, Chandler, you came." She noted.

"Yes, and-"

"I am sorry for what my son put you through."

"It's okay but today is not about that. I have something I need to say. As much as I disliked Frank for what he did to Monica and me, I truly am sorry that he passed away. As much as I wanted him out of my life I never wished this upon him."

"Thank you, it probably took a lot to come here and say that."

More than you know.

Chandler nodded and strolled away having one last detail to clear up. Approaching the gravestone he noted the words.

"Here lies Frank Leonard Thompson"
Son
Nephew
Friend

Friend.

"You weren't much of a friend to me." Chandler spoke to the stone, "But I do have to thank you, if it weren't for you I wouldn't be as strong as I am, emotionally that is, and if it weren't for you, Monica and I wouldn't be as close as we are now. Thanks."

~*~

It had been two months since the death, two months since Chandler's release from the hospital, two months since Monica accepted his proposal, and two months since the drama of their lives turned back into the mundane style it once was.

But now it was all about to change again, and Monica didn't know if she could handle it.

You can call it separation anxiety, you can call it worries, but everyone who she admitted her fears to called it love.

The day was finally here, graduation day. Chandler was actually surprised that he made it; he had missed so much of his senior year. It was suppose to be fun and easy, having the time of his life at parties, and crazy. Well it certainly was crazy. He went through so much more then most people his age went through in their whole life. Eventually he was able to catch up on work and less than a month before graduation, his senior year began.

He walked out onto the football field, his attire complete with a black cap and gown. The mortarboard was tilted, its tassel hanging loosely in front of his eyes.

Ross, who somehow managed to remain excellent in school throughout this whole ordeal, amazingly wound up Salutatorian. Not perfection, but pretty damn close. He was supposed to make a small speech, as he stepped up onto the podium.

"Welcome Staff, Family, and Class of 1986," to that many in the class stood up and cheered, "This year has most definitely been a journey for all of us."

Monica listened to her brother's speech and about what a journey this year had been. Journey, that was an understatement, this was a roller coaster. Even though her last journey just ended only a few months ago, she couldn't help but think about her next journey that lay ahead, and what it held in store for her. And for Chandler.

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That one was longer than my others!!! I could end it here but I was thinking of doing like one more chapter that briefly covers them going thru college and getting married and then like an epilogue? You decide but in case you don't want another chapter.Good-bye! Adios! Sayonara! Au Revior!! Shalom!! And GOOD RIDDANCE!! J/K I love you guys, more stories on the way.

So anyway review, tell me if I should do a little bit more and put some closure on this thing. Oh, and if you hate this I DON'T GIVE A TINY RAT"S ASS!!! Sorry, that was like the only chance I had to say that to someone.review!!!

One more thing, u thought u lost me right? I have only been around ff.net since December and I want to know what AU stands for lol.