Line of Duty: Chapter 3:
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Chandler started the car, and seconds later, it died. He turned the key again and the same thing happened.
"Oh please, don't do this to me, not today!" He said, all the while, trying to get it to start.
After many failed attempts, he took the keys out of the ignition and got out of the car, slamming the door.
"Damn it." He whispered as he looked around to see if Harry was still near. "Well, this is just fantastic."
He took out is cell phone and turned it on. BATTERY LOW, it flashed across the screen before shutting down completely.
"Are you kidding me?!" Chandler yelled and stuffed the phone back in his pocket.
He looked around again, seeing no taxi coming in either direction; he started walking in the direction of his apartment.
Chandler sighed, "Yea, this is exactly how I pictured my day." He said sarcastically.
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-15 Minutes later, Chandler's still walking-
Chandler heard a rumbling sound and looked down at his stomach. "How could I be hungry? I just ate 20 minutes ago!"
He sighed and looked around, spotting a small drug store, squeezed in between a restaurant and a hair salon.
Checking his wallet for money, he started off towards the store.
He stepped inside and the door's bell dinged. Looking around, he spotted the snack isle.
He walked through and found a bag of pretzels. Walking towards the check out counter, he noticed a man wearing all black, step through the door.
He paid for the small snack and walked out the door, eyeing the man as he walked up to the counter.
Just as he put his sunglasses on, the man came bursting out the door, running down the street in the opposite direction.
Without thinking twice, Chandler dashed off after him.
He chased him down an alleyway, through a small park, and through two more streets before he finally came close enough to tackle the man to the ground.
"You," he said, as he put his knee on his back and handcuffed him, "are under arrest!"
He hauled the man to his feet as two police cars came speeding down the street and two officers stepped out of each car.
"Wow, you guys are really good at this. Ya know, if you had gone a little slower and I did not exist, he could have been lying on the beach by now!" Chandler yelled as he threw the man in the back of one of the cars. "Now, which one of you guys are going to give me a ride home?!"
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-10 minutes later, outside of Chandler's apartment building-
"Thanks for the ride, maybe next time you can beat the old man in the wheelchair. God you guys are slow." Chandler said as he stepped out of the car and slammed the door.
He slowly walked inside, tired, dirty, and still suffering from a headache.
Monica had today off, so at least he would be able to spend time with her.
Walking up the steps and stopping outside the door to get his keys out, he could hear Monica inside singing.
She was most likely cleaning the kitchen, and having a good time.
He slowly opened the door and stepped inside. She hadn't noticed him yet.
She was dancing lively around the kitchen and singing 'let's get loud' by Jennifer Lopez. He smiled and laughed to himself.
He slowly walked up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. She turned around and smacked him right in the nose and kicked him in the gut, not knowing that it was him. He stumbled backwards and dropped to his knees.
"OH MY GOD! I'm so sorry! I didn't know it was you Chandler!" She pleaded and bent down beside him.
"It's ok. My fault. I should have made my presence more noticeable. " He said as he carefully stood up.
"Oh you poor thing." Monica said as she watched him get up and rub his nose. "Here, go sit on the couch and I'll get you some ice so it doesn't swell."
He walked over to the couch and lay down as she grabbed a washcloth and a handful of ice from the freezer.
She took walked to the other side of the couch and sat on the floor next to his head. Carefully she put the ice wrapped in the washcloth on his nose.
"So what are you doing home so early?" She asked.
"Oh, I had another headache and couldn't really concentrate on anything so Harry sent me home."
"Well that was nice of him. You really should see the doctor about those headaches."
"No, no, I'm fine. It's just stress." Chandler replied as he sat up. "I did have a little incident on the way home though, I ran into a dumpster when I was chasing this damn guy and I hit a door. Yea that hurt."
"Oh, my poor Chandler. I bet you're really tired huh? What time did you leave this morning?" Monica asked, sitting beside him on the couch and leaning into him.
"Too early, and yes I am really tired." He said as he kissed the top of her head.
Monica looked up at him. "You want to take a nap?"
"Mmm, only if you come with me." He smiled and kissed her on the lips.
"Sure thing honey."
He stood up and threw her over his shoulder. She laughed and he walked into the bedroom, throwing her down on the bed and climbing on top of her, kissing her passionately. They slowly started to unbutton each other's shirts and moving to their pants and other clothing items until they were completely naked.
"You are so beautiful," Chandler said as he kissed her again.
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Monica lay in bed next to a sleeping Chandler. She looked over at him and noticed he had a small cut on his chin and a bruise forming on his chest.
She loved that he was doing something that he liked, but it was taking a toll on him.
He'd come home late a night, tired and sore from working and trying to solve a case they had been on for months.
He would have cuts and bruises and be too sore to move.
He would be too tired to do anything.
He would get frustrated easily and yell at her when the reasons he was yelling weren't even her fault and had nothing to do with her.
She had talked to everybody else, Rachel, Ross, Joey, and Phoebe, and they all agreed with her.
Sure all of their lives and jobs were frustrating and tiring too, but they didn't take it out on each other.
Ever since Chandler had gone from an officer to a detective, things had changed.
He wasn't around a lot.
Nobody really got a chance to just sit down and have a civil conversation with him, not that he didn't want to, but because he didn't have the time, or he wasn't in the mood.
She sat up and slowly got out of the bed, careful not to disturb him, and walked out of the room to continue her cleaning.
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Sorry it's been so long but I don't really have time to update during the week. So I will most likely update this on weekends. PLEASE REVIEW! I promise this will get more exciting!
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Chandler started the car, and seconds later, it died. He turned the key again and the same thing happened.
"Oh please, don't do this to me, not today!" He said, all the while, trying to get it to start.
After many failed attempts, he took the keys out of the ignition and got out of the car, slamming the door.
"Damn it." He whispered as he looked around to see if Harry was still near. "Well, this is just fantastic."
He took out is cell phone and turned it on. BATTERY LOW, it flashed across the screen before shutting down completely.
"Are you kidding me?!" Chandler yelled and stuffed the phone back in his pocket.
He looked around again, seeing no taxi coming in either direction; he started walking in the direction of his apartment.
Chandler sighed, "Yea, this is exactly how I pictured my day." He said sarcastically.
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-15 Minutes later, Chandler's still walking-
Chandler heard a rumbling sound and looked down at his stomach. "How could I be hungry? I just ate 20 minutes ago!"
He sighed and looked around, spotting a small drug store, squeezed in between a restaurant and a hair salon.
Checking his wallet for money, he started off towards the store.
He stepped inside and the door's bell dinged. Looking around, he spotted the snack isle.
He walked through and found a bag of pretzels. Walking towards the check out counter, he noticed a man wearing all black, step through the door.
He paid for the small snack and walked out the door, eyeing the man as he walked up to the counter.
Just as he put his sunglasses on, the man came bursting out the door, running down the street in the opposite direction.
Without thinking twice, Chandler dashed off after him.
He chased him down an alleyway, through a small park, and through two more streets before he finally came close enough to tackle the man to the ground.
"You," he said, as he put his knee on his back and handcuffed him, "are under arrest!"
He hauled the man to his feet as two police cars came speeding down the street and two officers stepped out of each car.
"Wow, you guys are really good at this. Ya know, if you had gone a little slower and I did not exist, he could have been lying on the beach by now!" Chandler yelled as he threw the man in the back of one of the cars. "Now, which one of you guys are going to give me a ride home?!"
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-10 minutes later, outside of Chandler's apartment building-
"Thanks for the ride, maybe next time you can beat the old man in the wheelchair. God you guys are slow." Chandler said as he stepped out of the car and slammed the door.
He slowly walked inside, tired, dirty, and still suffering from a headache.
Monica had today off, so at least he would be able to spend time with her.
Walking up the steps and stopping outside the door to get his keys out, he could hear Monica inside singing.
She was most likely cleaning the kitchen, and having a good time.
He slowly opened the door and stepped inside. She hadn't noticed him yet.
She was dancing lively around the kitchen and singing 'let's get loud' by Jennifer Lopez. He smiled and laughed to himself.
He slowly walked up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. She turned around and smacked him right in the nose and kicked him in the gut, not knowing that it was him. He stumbled backwards and dropped to his knees.
"OH MY GOD! I'm so sorry! I didn't know it was you Chandler!" She pleaded and bent down beside him.
"It's ok. My fault. I should have made my presence more noticeable. " He said as he carefully stood up.
"Oh you poor thing." Monica said as she watched him get up and rub his nose. "Here, go sit on the couch and I'll get you some ice so it doesn't swell."
He walked over to the couch and lay down as she grabbed a washcloth and a handful of ice from the freezer.
She took walked to the other side of the couch and sat on the floor next to his head. Carefully she put the ice wrapped in the washcloth on his nose.
"So what are you doing home so early?" She asked.
"Oh, I had another headache and couldn't really concentrate on anything so Harry sent me home."
"Well that was nice of him. You really should see the doctor about those headaches."
"No, no, I'm fine. It's just stress." Chandler replied as he sat up. "I did have a little incident on the way home though, I ran into a dumpster when I was chasing this damn guy and I hit a door. Yea that hurt."
"Oh, my poor Chandler. I bet you're really tired huh? What time did you leave this morning?" Monica asked, sitting beside him on the couch and leaning into him.
"Too early, and yes I am really tired." He said as he kissed the top of her head.
Monica looked up at him. "You want to take a nap?"
"Mmm, only if you come with me." He smiled and kissed her on the lips.
"Sure thing honey."
He stood up and threw her over his shoulder. She laughed and he walked into the bedroom, throwing her down on the bed and climbing on top of her, kissing her passionately. They slowly started to unbutton each other's shirts and moving to their pants and other clothing items until they were completely naked.
"You are so beautiful," Chandler said as he kissed her again.
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Monica lay in bed next to a sleeping Chandler. She looked over at him and noticed he had a small cut on his chin and a bruise forming on his chest.
She loved that he was doing something that he liked, but it was taking a toll on him.
He'd come home late a night, tired and sore from working and trying to solve a case they had been on for months.
He would have cuts and bruises and be too sore to move.
He would be too tired to do anything.
He would get frustrated easily and yell at her when the reasons he was yelling weren't even her fault and had nothing to do with her.
She had talked to everybody else, Rachel, Ross, Joey, and Phoebe, and they all agreed with her.
Sure all of their lives and jobs were frustrating and tiring too, but they didn't take it out on each other.
Ever since Chandler had gone from an officer to a detective, things had changed.
He wasn't around a lot.
Nobody really got a chance to just sit down and have a civil conversation with him, not that he didn't want to, but because he didn't have the time, or he wasn't in the mood.
She sat up and slowly got out of the bed, careful not to disturb him, and walked out of the room to continue her cleaning.
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Sorry it's been so long but I don't really have time to update during the week. So I will most likely update this on weekends. PLEASE REVIEW! I promise this will get more exciting!