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Disclaimer: Why do I even put a new one each chapter? I really don't need to.
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Covering Chandler's mouth with his hand he said in a shrill whisper, "Say goodbye Bing, because Monica's mine now."
~*~
As Monica lit candles in apartment 20 for her anniversary and awaited her husband's arrival home, the faint bullet sound in the distance never crossed her mind.
After twenty minutes of waiting, Monica was getting anxious. She started blowing out the candles when the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Is this Monica Bing?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"This is NYU Hospital; I think you should come down here." The receptionist said into the phone.
"Oh my god, what happened?" Monica asked quickly, tears starting to emerge from her eyes, "Is it Chandler? Is he okay!?"
"I really don't know. I'm just the clerk at the desk. All I know is that you should come down here ASAP"
"Ok, thank you," Monica said with a shaky voice and slammed down the phone.
~*~
"So..." Rachel began, as she and Ross ate their dinner.
"So..."
"Well, I'm so happy about us getting married. I guess I never realized how much I really wanted it until I actually became your fiancé."
"Yeah..."
"Well, the thing is..."
"Yeah?" Ross asked.
"Please don't think I'm just selfish."
"I could never think that, now what's this all about?" Ross asked, worriedly.
"Um, can I have a ring?" Rachel asked and then started laughing.
"Of course you can have a ring!" Ross laughed too, more relieved than anything else, "I thought it was going to be something important."
"What! My ring isn't important?"
"No of course it's important. I just meant that I thought it would be something that would affect our relationship, or something to do with you know, not being ready or something. Of course, your ring is very important! If I had known I was going to ask you to marry me I would've gotten a ring! I just-"
"It's okay Ross. I'm not mad at you. I know you love me, especially when you start rambling like an idiot."
"Yeah."
They continued eating their dinner when Rachel suddenly stood up.
"Okay, I just cannot handle sitting here anymore; take me to the ring store!"
~*~
"Where is he? Where is my husband?" Monica shouted, not caring that she wasn't using her indoor voice.
"Are you Monica Geller?"
"Yes, where is Chandler?"
"Why don't you ask him yourself?" The nurse said, nodding her head toward the man lingering behind Monica.
He had a sling on his arm and a scrape on his neck, but other then that he looked fine.
"Oh my God!" Monica said, hugging him closely, "I didn't know what happened to you I was so worried!"
"It's ok, everything is fine."
Monica let her emotions get the best of her, "How could you scare me like that!" she shouted and gave him a slap across the cheek.
"Did you just slap me?"
"Sorry, honey, I was just so afraid of losing you!"
"It's ok," and he wrapped his arms around her once more.
"So what happened?"
"Why don't we sit down."
"Ok"
"Well, I guess I'll start in the beginning. It'll be shocking at first but just roll with it. Richard was still in love with you. So from what I was told, he wanted to get me out of the picture. So he had some guy kill Erica, and the babies."
"Oh my god! RICHARD?? Richard BURKE?"
"Yeah. Then he found out you were pregnant. I guess he came here, and when I was coming home from work today he attacked me. He wrestled me to the ground and pointed a gun at my head." Chandler squeezed her as she started to sob hysterically into his shoulder, "But it's okay now."
"I heard it."
"Heard what?"
"The gun shooting. I heard it from our apartment. Where did he shoot you? In the arm?"
"He didn't shoot me."
"What? Oh my gosh, did YOU shoot HIM?"
"Well..."
"Chandler!"
"No, I didn't shoot him."
"Well, then what the hell happened?" She said, and pulled away from him to look him in the eye.
"The cops showed up, I guess they knew about the whole thing, I'm not sure how. They shot him," and with a gulp, he finished, "In the head."
"Is he..."
"Yeah," Chandler looked down and sniffed, "He's dead."
They were half miserable and half relieved. Monica was overcome by so many emotions. She didn't love Richard, definitely not, but she thought he was a great guy. At least certainly not one who kills. But then she found out that he was responsible for so many gloomy occurrences over the past months; so much pain and torture that he put her through with the loss of her twins.
She was miserable about his death. She didn't think he deserved to die. She was relieved though, about a dilemma she never even knew she had. According to what the police told her, Richard's last words were clear. She would have been his next victim.
~*~
"Oh Ross!! It's so beautiful!!"
"You picked it out."
"I know, don't I just have the best taste ever!" She said, honestly, admiring the ring on her finger as she carried Emma out of the store.
"You picked me, you must have."
"That's right I did pick you. I've picked you many times. Speaking of getting married in Vegas..."
"What?"
"You owe me another ring from Vegas." She inquired with a smirk.
"Don't push it. You get one ring, and then a wedding band, but you're not getting two engagement rings, no matter how many times we got engaged."
"It was worth a shot." Rachel admitted.
~*~
"Let's go home." Chandler said to his wife, who was still in tears.
"Come on, all this crying isn't good for the baby. Besides, it's our third anniversary! We should be celebrating." He said as they walked out of the hospital hand in hand.
His attempt to cheer her up was genuine, but was failing.
"I don't think I can really celebrate anything tonight. Maybe we can celebrate some other time."
"Anything you want, Mon. Anything you want."
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REVIEW!! I have four things to say and you should answer the question parts in your review:
No one answered me when I asked if I should upgrade this to PG-13. Should I?
2) Sorry if you are upset about how the Richard thing turned out. I
just had to get him out of the picture.
I know not much happened with Ross and Rachel. But I PROMISE there is more interesting things to come.
NO UPDATES FOR A WHILE!! (for me a while is like a week and a half) Maximum nine days, minimum six.
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Disclaimer: Why do I even put a new one each chapter? I really don't need to.
~*~
Covering Chandler's mouth with his hand he said in a shrill whisper, "Say goodbye Bing, because Monica's mine now."
~*~
As Monica lit candles in apartment 20 for her anniversary and awaited her husband's arrival home, the faint bullet sound in the distance never crossed her mind.
After twenty minutes of waiting, Monica was getting anxious. She started blowing out the candles when the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Is this Monica Bing?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"This is NYU Hospital; I think you should come down here." The receptionist said into the phone.
"Oh my god, what happened?" Monica asked quickly, tears starting to emerge from her eyes, "Is it Chandler? Is he okay!?"
"I really don't know. I'm just the clerk at the desk. All I know is that you should come down here ASAP"
"Ok, thank you," Monica said with a shaky voice and slammed down the phone.
~*~
"So..." Rachel began, as she and Ross ate their dinner.
"So..."
"Well, I'm so happy about us getting married. I guess I never realized how much I really wanted it until I actually became your fiancé."
"Yeah..."
"Well, the thing is..."
"Yeah?" Ross asked.
"Please don't think I'm just selfish."
"I could never think that, now what's this all about?" Ross asked, worriedly.
"Um, can I have a ring?" Rachel asked and then started laughing.
"Of course you can have a ring!" Ross laughed too, more relieved than anything else, "I thought it was going to be something important."
"What! My ring isn't important?"
"No of course it's important. I just meant that I thought it would be something that would affect our relationship, or something to do with you know, not being ready or something. Of course, your ring is very important! If I had known I was going to ask you to marry me I would've gotten a ring! I just-"
"It's okay Ross. I'm not mad at you. I know you love me, especially when you start rambling like an idiot."
"Yeah."
They continued eating their dinner when Rachel suddenly stood up.
"Okay, I just cannot handle sitting here anymore; take me to the ring store!"
~*~
"Where is he? Where is my husband?" Monica shouted, not caring that she wasn't using her indoor voice.
"Are you Monica Geller?"
"Yes, where is Chandler?"
"Why don't you ask him yourself?" The nurse said, nodding her head toward the man lingering behind Monica.
He had a sling on his arm and a scrape on his neck, but other then that he looked fine.
"Oh my God!" Monica said, hugging him closely, "I didn't know what happened to you I was so worried!"
"It's ok, everything is fine."
Monica let her emotions get the best of her, "How could you scare me like that!" she shouted and gave him a slap across the cheek.
"Did you just slap me?"
"Sorry, honey, I was just so afraid of losing you!"
"It's ok," and he wrapped his arms around her once more.
"So what happened?"
"Why don't we sit down."
"Ok"
"Well, I guess I'll start in the beginning. It'll be shocking at first but just roll with it. Richard was still in love with you. So from what I was told, he wanted to get me out of the picture. So he had some guy kill Erica, and the babies."
"Oh my god! RICHARD?? Richard BURKE?"
"Yeah. Then he found out you were pregnant. I guess he came here, and when I was coming home from work today he attacked me. He wrestled me to the ground and pointed a gun at my head." Chandler squeezed her as she started to sob hysterically into his shoulder, "But it's okay now."
"I heard it."
"Heard what?"
"The gun shooting. I heard it from our apartment. Where did he shoot you? In the arm?"
"He didn't shoot me."
"What? Oh my gosh, did YOU shoot HIM?"
"Well..."
"Chandler!"
"No, I didn't shoot him."
"Well, then what the hell happened?" She said, and pulled away from him to look him in the eye.
"The cops showed up, I guess they knew about the whole thing, I'm not sure how. They shot him," and with a gulp, he finished, "In the head."
"Is he..."
"Yeah," Chandler looked down and sniffed, "He's dead."
They were half miserable and half relieved. Monica was overcome by so many emotions. She didn't love Richard, definitely not, but she thought he was a great guy. At least certainly not one who kills. But then she found out that he was responsible for so many gloomy occurrences over the past months; so much pain and torture that he put her through with the loss of her twins.
She was miserable about his death. She didn't think he deserved to die. She was relieved though, about a dilemma she never even knew she had. According to what the police told her, Richard's last words were clear. She would have been his next victim.
~*~
"Oh Ross!! It's so beautiful!!"
"You picked it out."
"I know, don't I just have the best taste ever!" She said, honestly, admiring the ring on her finger as she carried Emma out of the store.
"You picked me, you must have."
"That's right I did pick you. I've picked you many times. Speaking of getting married in Vegas..."
"What?"
"You owe me another ring from Vegas." She inquired with a smirk.
"Don't push it. You get one ring, and then a wedding band, but you're not getting two engagement rings, no matter how many times we got engaged."
"It was worth a shot." Rachel admitted.
~*~
"Let's go home." Chandler said to his wife, who was still in tears.
"Come on, all this crying isn't good for the baby. Besides, it's our third anniversary! We should be celebrating." He said as they walked out of the hospital hand in hand.
His attempt to cheer her up was genuine, but was failing.
"I don't think I can really celebrate anything tonight. Maybe we can celebrate some other time."
"Anything you want, Mon. Anything you want."
~*~
REVIEW!! I have four things to say and you should answer the question parts in your review:
No one answered me when I asked if I should upgrade this to PG-13. Should I?
2) Sorry if you are upset about how the Richard thing turned out. I
just had to get him out of the picture.
I know not much happened with Ross and Rachel. But I PROMISE there is more interesting things to come.
NO UPDATES FOR A WHILE!! (for me a while is like a week and a half) Maximum nine days, minimum six.
REVIEW!!