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Never in all of Chandler's years had those words, "We need to talk" been followed by something good. His heart began to race and his head started to spin slightly. We need to talk. Not good. Not good at all.
"Um, well, what do we need to talk about?" He asked trying to stop his voice from quivering too much.
"I just...I've been thinking...and while I wanted to take this slowly. I wanted to give us some time. Or I guess, just give myself some time. But I don't need time. I know what I want." Okay. He thought he might pass out waiting for the next words out of her mouth.
"What's that?" It came out softly. Ever so softly that she could barely hear him.
"I just want you." His face broke out into a grin. That was definitely good.
"Really?"
"Chandler, I know that I should wait, that I shouldn't rush into something new, but the truth is that I love you. And I won't stop loving you anytime soon. And waiting does not change that fact. And I know that you love me."
"I do," he whispered. He was inching closer to her so that they were only centimeters apart.
"And I don't want to wait anymore." Closing the gap, she reached up and kissed him. She pulled away slightly. "Is that okay?" Grinning he kissed her again.
"It's more than okay with me," he answered. "But you need to rest." One more kiss, then he stood up and ran a hand over her cheek. "Go to sleep." Smiling up at him, she nodded and then closed her eyes. He sat next to her until he was sure that she had fallen asleep and then quietly made his way back over to his apartment where the rest of their friends were waiting.
"She okay?" Rachel asked when he came in.
"She's great," Chandler told her grinning and then proceeded into his bedroom and shut the door behind him.
"What do you think that means?" Ross asked.
"I think that means that we're going to have to get used to the idea of those two together," Rachel answered smiling. It was exactly what her best friend needed. And she, for one, was thrilled for both of them.
"My little sister and my best friend?" Ross asked and then shuddered.
"Oh shut up Ross, it's good," Rachel leaned over and planted a kiss on his lips. "Don't ruin it for them." Ross tried to argue but she silenced him again with another kiss.
A week later, Monica was almost back to normal and her and Chandler had officially told the rest of their friends that they were dating.
"Have you done it yet?" Joey, never one to be subtle, asked Chandler one morning while they were eating breakfast.
"Joey!"
"Well, have you?" Chandler shook his head.
"I think tonight is that night, Joe, tonight is that night."
"Look at my boy," Joey grinned. "You're so lucky. I always dreamed of having sex with Monica."
"Joey!"
"What? I dreamt of having sex with Rachel too! You don't see Ross getting all bent out of shape."
"Did you tell him?" Chandler didn't wait for the answer. "Well, we're taking it as slow as she wants to. So it's completely up to her."
"But you're going to wear your lucky boxers?"
"Oh yeah." Chandler grinned and left his roommate at the counter grinning.
That night he stood outside Monica's apartment door and knocked. He knew that he didn't have to knock, that he actually never usually did, but he felt that he should tonight. It was like their first real date. Dinner and a movie and hopefully something after that.
But he would follow her lead. Whatever she wanted to do. That would be what they would do.
"Chandler? Why did you knock?" Rachel asked confused.
"It's supposed to be like a real date," he hissed at her.
"Oh! Okay. Hello, you must be Monica's date," she grinned playing her part.
"I'm Chandler," he stuck out his hand and Rachel took it. "Is she ready?"
"Monica, your date's here!" Rachel called out.
"One minute," Monica called back.
"She'll be out in five minutes," Rachel told him. Chandler smiled, knowing that Rachel was right. One minute would most certainly be longer than that. The door opened a little while longer and Monica stepped out in a low cut red dress.
"Wow," Chandler breathed. She came over and gave him a quick kiss.
"Acceptable?"
"Completely." She grinned and took his hand.
"Let's go then. Bye Rach!" They left the apartment and walked down the cab that they had waiting. At dinner, Chandler could not take his eyes off of her. And after they had ordered their drinks, Monica leaned down and in a soft voice said,
"I was thinking that later, we could go back to my place and...." it was all that took before Chandler raised his hand in the air.
"Check please!" Grinning, Chandler helped Monica with her coat and hurried her out to the cab. He hoped that he didn't seem to eager, and then thought, to hell with looking eager. He was eager. The ride back to her apartment seemed to take forever. And they found Rachel in the same position they had left her, sitting on the couch with a book in her hand. They waved hello quickly as they hurried into Monica's bedroom and shut the door with a resounding thud.
"Well, that went well," Rachel commented smiling to herself.
Chandler woke up with his arms around Monica. He smiled remembering the night before, but then she tossed in her sleep and he looked down at her concerned. A second later she bolted awake.
"Mon? You okay?"
"God, I just had the worst dream," she breathed. "I dreamt that you and I were together."
"That's your bad dream? Gee, what are we doing then?" He teased.
"No, no, it was....I came home that day I got sick at work and found Richard in bed with someone else, and then you took me to the hospital and we got together and...we were in bed, and I got up to run and get us breakfast. I was going to make pancakes, and I was hit by a car...and I told some woman to tell you that I loved you, and..." she was crying now, remembering the dream in vivid detail. He wrapped his arms around her tighter and she continued. "And I died. And you were so....you didn't know what to do. You just held my body and...and I...."
"Mon..shh, it was just a dream. A terrible dream."
"But it felt so real!" She shook her head. "Like, almost like it had happened before....or at least...."
"What?"
"Could have happened. You know, like, what could have been."
"It didn't though. You're here with me. And you're safe. And we're together." She seemed to have calmed down a little more and he placed a kiss on her forehead.
"But Mon?"
"Yeah?" She lifted her head a little to look him in the eye.
"We're eating in tomorrow morning." Smiling, she nodded.
"Okay." And with that, she crawled a little closer to him and fell back asleep.
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