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It was pitch black outside, and all could be heard were small whimpers from the Geller's house. The police had come and gone already; a search for Monica and Ross Geller had been held throughout the day and still they were nowhere. "Are you okay sweetie?" Jack Geller whispered to his wife, Judy, as he entered their bedroom. "Of course not, Jack. My children are missing!" Judy cried, as she broke down into tears once again. "I know. God I want them back." Jack replied feeling a few tears roll down his cheek. "But they'll be back soon, I believe they will." "Oh Jack, I can't cope. I need them back with us now. They could be anywhere, hurt, lost or even.dead." Judy depressively exclaimed as she and Jack cuddled up under the duvet. Within a few minutes, both were asleep.

There was a knock on the door. Sleepily, Judy crept out of bed and answered it. "We're sorry to bother you Mrs. Geller, but we've received some news." The cop announced. "Come in." Judy replied leading him to the sofa. "As I was saying, something's come up." He explained getting out his papers from his briefcase. "Have you found them? Are they okay?" Judy asked hastily feeling the tears on her cheeks again. "Calm down Mrs. Geller. Is your husband here?" he questioned. "Yeah, I'm here." Jack's voice replied as he walked in and plopped down next to them. "I'm afraid we've got some terrible news Mr. and Mrs. Geller. It came in an hour ago. Your son Ross, .he was found dead in Central Park by the river. I'm sorry. And for Monica, we still don't know." He explained as everything sunk in. Ross was dead.

"Judy wake up! Your having a nightmare." A distant voice said. "Ross is dead, Jack!" Judy yelled hysterically opening her eyes and seeing her husband. "No he's not, honey. You were dreaming, he's not dead." Jack explained as Judy buried her face into his chest. "It was so real, Jack. It was terrible." Judy whispered as Jack held her close.

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"Is it okay if I use your bathroom?" Monica asked as they fell back onto the sofa. "Sure." Chandler replied flicking through the few channels on the TV. "Ok, just calm down Chandler. You can do this. You can tell her how you feel. No I can't do this, she'll probably laugh or something. I mean you've known her for what, 2 days? But I want Monica so much, I really do." Chandler thought as his eye caught on a report on the news.

"Earlier today in New York, 2 teenagers went missing from their home. Monica and Ross Geller were last seen in their house yesterday, after their mother and father went out. Police are still searching and nothing has come up. If you have seen these people please call this number immediately."

"What the-" Chandler gasped as he saw a shocked Monica standing in the doorway. "Monica is that. is that you?" She didn't answer. All Monica did was stand there in total shock. Her and Ross were missing. "Is it you?" Chandler asked approaching Monica. Staring at the floor, Monica whispered, " Yes, Chandler. It is me." "I-I-I just don't get this. How can you be missing? You're right with me?" Chandler gasped in total confusion. "Look I need to talk to you.it's really serious." Monica began leading Chandler to the sofa. "You can tell me anything, Mon." Chandler explained squeezing her hand. "Ok.last night me and my mom had an argument. I stormed up to my room and heard mom and Ross argue. Then I heard him come upstairs and he burst in my room. Ross got out of control. he started to destroy all my things. then he tried to attack me. I dodged him and ran for it. Ross chased me down the stairs. I was in such a hurry I tripped.he-he-he strangled me but I kicked him making him let go. Then all I remember was collapsing outside in the dark." Monica explained her eyes filling with tears. "Oh my god. Monica sweetie I'm so sorry." Chandler sympathized almost crying himself, as he pulled her into a hug. "I can't even imagine how you must feel. But don't you ever forget I'm always gonna be here, and I'll always help you when things are hard." "I'm so glad to have you." Monica whispered pulling away to stare into his eyes. The air around them almost seemed to grow tight and very tense. Time just stood still.

Chandler just suddenly leaned in and their lips met. He ran his fingers through her soft hair; Monica refused to stop kissing him, everything was so perfect. It all seemed so right. But they broke the kiss, both desperate for air. "Monica I-" Chandler tried but stopped as Monica grabbed him and kissed him. This time everything was more passionate and more with it. She really wanted all this. Monica wasn't rejecting him like all the other girls. Maybe this time Chandler had got it right. Was Monica the one?