Another Day in Life: Chapter 8: Going back home

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The doors of the ER flew open and they rushed Chandler down the hallway at unmeasured speeds.

He didn't see what the big deal was, it wasn't like he was going to die anytime soon.

He had his eyes closed, trying to drown out the sounds of the hospital and the voices of the doctors above him.

It had been four years since he had stepped foot in this building, and he wanted to be anywhere but here.

He opened his eyes, looking up at the faces above him.

There was the paramedic, two doctors, and Joey and Monica.

Two nurses stopped Joey and Monica and told them that they would have to wait in the waiting room.

The paramedic stopped and the two doctors pushed Chandler into another room.

Three other nurses stood waiting, and he had to smile, despite the pain he was in, at their faces of seeing him to be the one they brought in.

One of the doctors started shouting orders at them as the other one removed Chandler's unbuttoned shirt.

They put some sort of mask over his mouth and nose and he slowly started to drift into unconsciousness.

(((((()))))) -the next morning-

He slowly started to regain conciousness, but still did not open his eyes.

Having no idea where he was, he felt around him, touching all the assorted tubes and the controls on the bed.

He opened his eyes and saw that what he had guessed was correct, he was in a hospital, it wasn't just a dream at all.

Nikki was sitting beside him in what looked like a very uncomfortable chair, her head was resting back, fast asleep.

"Nikki." He whispered, reaching out for her hand that sat on the edge of the bed.

As soon as his fingers touched hers she opened her eyes, fractically searching the room until she found that it was Chandler who had touched her hand.

She smiled and sat forward. "Hey baby, how are you feeling?"

"Could be better. Where is everybody else, are they ok?"

"Well, Ross is pretty much like you, although you had it a little worse, Monica broke her wrist, but she'll be just fine, and everybody else is fine. They're worred about you. So was I." She said quietly and looked down at her shoes.

"Aw, I'm ok now babe, come here." He motioned her over to sit on the bed while he scooted over, careful not to cause much more pain to himself.

She rested her head on his shoulder as he gently smoothed down her hair. "The press is camped outside, we'll never get out of here alive."

"Well then I guess we'll just have to move in here." He smiled. "I'll find a way around it. Don't worry."

"I should probably go tell everybody else that you're awake, and alive." She looked up into his eyes.

"No, that's ok. Just stay here. I'm too tired to see them anyway." He said, slowly starting to fall back to sleep.

"Sure thing." He heard her whisper before tuning the world out.

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-The next morning-

Rachel was becoming increasingly eager to get in to see Chandler. So far, Nikki had been the only one allowed in to see him. Not thinking it would be a big deal, she walked over to his door and peered in. Chandler was asleep, Nikki right beside him, her head on his shoulder. 'Aw, how cute.' She thought to herself before walking back over to where Joey, Pheobe, and Monica were sleeping in the waiting room. They were all lying around in different places, some in chairs, some on the floor. Nikki had told them that they could go back to Chandler's house, but they had insisted that they wait until they knew that he was ok.

Everybody had been in to see Ross, who was doing exceptionaly well. The doctors said that he would be able to go home today, and would fully recover in about a week and a half. Monica was doing fine with her wrist. They had put a cast on it and she would be able to get that off in a couple of weeks.

(((((()))))) - 3 weeks later -

Everybody, besides Chandler and Nikki, had gone back home to New York. He had only managed to call him once to inform them that he was doing great. They had all promised that they would come back and see him in about a month, he didn't know why they wanted to come back though.

It was a quiet Wednesday afternoon, and Chandler had nothing to do. He was sitting in front of his TV, randomly switching through channels. After channel surfing for a good five minutes, he shut the television off and threw the remote down on the chair next to him. He pushed himself off the couch and headed for the fridge. He grabbed a beer and sat down at the counter. He looked out towards the beach, watching all of the people walk around, some with dogs, some with other people, some just lying in the sun. He wondered what kind of jobs these people had, to not go to work on a wednesday, and instead head for the beach.

Nikki was at work all day and wouldn't be home until six. She was a hair stylist at a famous Hollywood salon. She sometimes worked on movies, doing the actors hair. That was how they first met. She was the stylist when he did "One Walled Room", which was nominated for three Emmy's, but won none.

Boredom getting the better of him, he picked up the phone and dialed Jeff's number. It rang and rang until the answering machine came up. "Hey, you know who this is, otherwise you wouldn't be calling me. You obviously called for a reason, and just because I didn't pick up the phone, I still want to know what that reason is, so leave it." BEEP

"Hey Jeff, it's Chandler. I was just wondering what you were up to. I'm bored, there's nothing to do around here. I gotta get to work on something or I'm going to go crazy. Give me a call later if you have time." He pressed the off button on the phone and threw it on the counter. He didn't want to just sit around here all day, so he got up and grabbed his keys. It was about the time of Nikki's lunch break, so he figured that he would go down and see her.

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