A.N.  Thanks for waiting, you guys… here's the epilogue to Good Enough, I hope you like it.  Please review when you're done!!  I love getting your feedback.  Also, I'm sort of at a crossroads here; I don't know whether to continue Long December or let it go.  I have a direction I am thinking of heading with it, but it might suck, so… and also, I might just want to start on something new, although I'm sort of stuck for ideas right now!!  So if you want, tell me what to do in a review!!! (I can't promise I'll do it but hey at least you get to be bossy for a minute without feeling guilty, right??)

Sorry that was SO long!!!  Have a good one!

~Maddy.

            Chandler didn't even know he was reaching for her until he realized she wasn't there.  He sat up and looked around, his eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness of the room, the sliver of silvery light from a gap in the curtains slicing through the blackness of early morning.  The clock read 3:14. 

            He stood on sleepy legs and made his way out to the living room.  He rubbed his eyes and grinned when she didn't notice him standing there.  She was laying on the couch, the baby sleeping peacefully on her stomach as she watched her intently, rubbing soft circles on her back.  He had honestly never seen her look more beautiful, and he told her so.

            She looked up at him and smiled wryly.  "I'm sure.  I haven't slept in about 48 hours, I'm wearing one of your t-shirts that probably should have been washed a week ago, and I have baby drool on the side of my neck."

            He shrugged.  "You're gorgeous.  You and my daughter."

            "Well, we won't argue with that," Monica said, gazing down at the baby.

            "What are you doing out here?"

            "I just wanted to watch her for a while, I guess," she said.  He sat down on the floor beside his wife and kissed her on the forehead.

            "It's late," he told her.

            "I know, I didn't want to wake you."

            "You didn't.  I woke up when I reached over to you and you were gone.  I didn't know I did that in my sleep."

            "You definitely do," she said.  "All the time.  I'll wake up in the middle of you dragging me across the bed," she teased.

            "I wake you up like that a lot?" he asked, surprised.

            "It's fine," she said, giving him a kiss.  "It's my favorite way to wake up."

            He smiled.  "Ariel seems to be sleeping like a champ.  What do you say we head back to bed and I'll try out a new way to wake you up?" he asked, wiggling an eyebrow comedically.  She laughed, causing the Ariel to bounce slightly.  She yawned, stretched out an arm, and relaxed again.  Monica sighed and stroked her head.

            "I can't believe I almost missed this," she said.  Chandler was looking only at her when he answered.

            "You know, I have that thought every morning when I wake up, and most nights when you fall asleep in my arms," he told her.

            "You're very sweet," she said.

            "Come on," he said, rubbing her arm.  "You're gonna be wrecked in the morning."

            She nodded, and he carefully lifted Ariel and carried her back to her crib.  When he walked back into their bedroom, Monica was already under the covers, on his side of the bed.

            "What do you think you're doing?" he asked with mock anger as he climbed across the bed to her on hands and knees.

            "I just thought I'd save you some energy and start out over here," she said.  He lay down next to her and enveloped her in his arms, and she rested her head on his chest. 

            "Hey, you know what?" she asked, entwining their fingers.

            "Hmm?"

            "Remember when you wanted to take that weekend and go to Vermont but I wasn't ready to leave Ariel?"

            "Back in January?  Yeah."

            "Well, I was talking to Rachel, and… she really wants some time to just bond with her, you know?  And I trust Rach with her.  I realized that the other night, when we were out to dinner.  I think I'm ready."

            She felt his lips curl into a smile against her head.  "I can't wait.  I'll book the reservation in the morning."

            They talked for a few more minutes, about the weekend, about Ariel, and about their friends.  Chandler finally felt her breathing become rhythmic and her body relax futhur, and he knew she had fallen asleep.  He felt the gentle beat of her heart and matched his breathing to hers.  He imagined he could feel his daughter's heartbeat through the wall. He had almost missed everything, like she said…. But he had been lucky.  Three hearts pulsing simultaneously.  His family.

Okay so that was a little short and WAY sappier than I intended, but I felt that I put them through enough angst with this series and it was time for them to just be happy J  Hope you liked it!!!  Review please.