First of all, I have to say thank you to Ms. Nora Tyler Bing. You gave me
a VERY thorough suggestion for this chapter. I really liked your idea, but
I had already written this, and believe it or not, it's actually a little
similar. I really do appreciate it so I changed a few minor things and
went by your review. Thanks so much!
Disclaimer: Ok, it's final, I don't own them.
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Chandler sat in his office playing Tetris on his computer. His mind wandering, his thoughts so deep that he didn't even hear his secretary tell him that he had a phone call waiting. A few minutes later, he decided to take a lunch break, maybe go home and eat with Monica.
~*~
"Rach, it hurts so bad, go find Chandler!" Monica screamed as they wheeled her into the room the nurse had told them to go into. After the doctor told her she was going into labor, and after the most arguing possible, Monica ultimately decided that she had to face reality, this was really happening.
"I can't do this! It's too soon," she cried, "It's only been seven months."
"Mon, honey, I know you're scared because it's early, but you just have to believe that everything will be okay." Phoebe said.
"I need Chandler, where is he!"
"Ross went to his office to get him, don't worry he'll be here soon." Joey said, soothingly.
Monica just nodded and squealed in pain, not understanding how this happened. She was in so much ache and torture but she failed to comprehend why; none of this made sense. The baby was supposed to come in two months, and she wasn't mentally or physically prepared to take on this challenge. She knew that the baby could be premature, but she figured at most it would be one month early, not two, definitely not two.
Yet here she was, in the hospital, getting ready to do the most difficult thing in her life, and her husband wasn't even there. God, how she missed him. She loved her friends and greatly appreciated their tremendous support; but they weren't Chandler. No one could make her smile the way Chandler could. No one could make her feel safe from the frightening world she was in at that moment in time, and no one could love her the way she needed to be loved right now. She needed him; otherwise she knew that completing this task would be impossible.
~*~
"Honey, guess who's home to have lunch with you!" Chandler shouted as he entered his apartment, smiling at the prospect of having lunch with his wife; they so rarely got to do that anymore.
"Monica?" he asked, venturing into his bedroom, then heading toward the bathroom, "Hon, you in there?"
When the silence of the apartment grew intense Chandler took a few seconds to study his apartment. Something was wrong, he looked toward the counter and spotted a small note, haphazardly laying on his table, a chair knocked over and some liquid on the floor. He saw that Monica's purse and keys were still in their spots but she was no where to be seen.
Picking up the note that was clearly, scribbled with urgency, he read it aloud.
"Chandler, Monica's in labor, come to hospital NOW!"
"Oh my God," he whispered to himself, as he ran desperately out of the apartment.
~*~
"Excuse me, this is an emergency is Chandler Bing here?" asked Ross, breathlessly, pleading with the secretary.
"I'm sorry, he's on a lunch break, I think he mentioned going with his wife to lunch or something."
"Yeah, that's the thing, Monica's in labor, if you see him tell him."
~*~
Chandler ran nine blocks to the hospital, not caring about the people he knocked over and pushed through on the way, not caring about the cars honking at him as he bolted across the street, not really concerned about anything at all except being with Monica.
Running into the emergency room, he asked the receptionist between breaths, "I'm having a baby, I need to know where my wife is, her name is Monica Geller-Bing."
Checking her computer she answered, "I'm sorry sir, there is no record of your wife in this hospital, are you sure she is here?"
It struck him like a bolt of lightning; they had agreed to go to NYU Hospital and this was Beth Israel. Ignoring the question, he sprinted out the door and once again scampered through the crowd of New York, fraught, wanting more than anything for his wife to be okay.
~*~
"Chandler?" Ross yelled into Monica's apartment, "You here?" he asked.
Noticing the note he had left was gone, a smile spread across his face.
"Good Job, Chandler."
~*~
After staggering for air, Chandler was finally able to express to the clerk what he wanted, and he breathed a sigh of relief to know that Monica was in this hospital. Running to the room that he had been told to go to he entered to find an empty bed.
"What the hell?"
In his mind, he was picturing the worst-case scenario. This was it. This was the end. He hadn't made it in time, Monica was gone.
He felt faint and sat down on the bed, feeling his heart tighten and his muscles pang. Passing out on the bed, he dozed off into an uncomfortable and threatening sleep.
~*~
"Where is he?" Monica screamed, as her contraction ended.
"Ross called and said that Chandler found the note, so he'll probably be here any second," said Rachel, rubbing her friend's back.
Scurrying into the room, Ross said, nervously, "Well, is he here?"
"NO!" everyone replied at once.
"I don't get it; he should have arrived before me."
Joey pulled Ross to the side and said quietly, "You don't think that he saw the note and freaked out do you?"
"I don't know, but if that's the case I'll kill him," Ross stated, seriously.
"Ok, Monica," started the Doctor as he walked back into the room, "We have to try to push now, I think you're ready."
"But I need Chandler! I can't do it without him."
"I can't tell the baby that." He answered, impatiently. Clearly this man could care less about his patients and their problems.
"Am I going to die?" Monica asked the friendly nurse, thankful for at least one nice faculty member.
"Don't worry honey, seven months isn't as bad as you think, the baby may be smaller than usual and may need a little help in the beginning, but chances are that you'll both be fine." She answered supportively.
"I hope so," Monica said, anxiously.
"You're not alone here, you'd be surprised how many babies are born this early, it's actually quite common."
"Alright, enough talk, let's do this," the doctor said.
"Push!"
~*~
Two doctors and a nurse looked at Chandler as he slowly returned to consciousness.
"We just found him here like this," said one of the nurses.
"Sir," said the doctor, "Can you tell me who you are?"
"I, I'm having a baby." He said squinting.
The three others looked at each other puzzled.
"My- my wife, she- she's having a- a baby." He said, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.
"What's her name?"
"Monica Geller"
The nurse stepped in, "Don't worry, she was in this room but then they moved her to delivery."
Jumping up, Chandler asked, "Where is she? I need to know?"
"Calm down, we'll find out, but we need to check you out, make sure that you're ok."
"I'm fine; it was just an anxiety attack."
"Ok, your wife is in 306B, it's right down the hall," nurse said, walking back into the room.
~*~
"I'm here! I'm here!" Chandler shouted, relieved to see that Monica was okay.
He rushed over to her, kissed her forehead, and grabbed her hand, smiling, he said, "Don't worry, everything's gonna be okay, I'm here now."
She smiled back, and knew right then and there, that he was right. Everything would be okay.
~*~
An hour later, after screaming and yelling, crying and pushing, Monica and Chandler lay in the hospital bed together, holding their new baby girl.
Wrapping his arm around Monica, he whispered, "I love you, and I love our baby."
"Right back at ya." She whispered, burying her head in his chest, "I was so scared before, when you weren't here, I thought I was going to die. But then you came, and it- it all got better. I knew that you would make sure I was okay."
"I was scared too, I thought I would lose you if I wasn't there, but that's all over now, and we have a beautiful little baby."
"Who still needs a name by the way." Monica noticed.
"Well, we did promise Joey, that we name out first born Joey."
"She's a girl!" Monica said, smiling.
"Fine, how bout something like Joey," he asked.
"Okay, but not Josephine."
"How about Jenn? Jenny, Jennifer."
"Jennifer," she repeated, looking down at her baby, "That's her name."
"Jennifer...Chandler," Chandler suggested.
"Don't push it, I think her name should be Jennifer Marie. What do you think?"
"Sounds perfect to me," he said, kissing her hair.
~*~
WOOT!! WOOT!!!! That's the chapter! One more to go, and maybe an epilogue.
Sorry for all the ROSS AND RACHEL people who wanted more of that here. Next chapter is there wedding so you'll probably enjoy that, it's very exciting! LOL, anyway please REVIEW!!!
Disclaimer: Ok, it's final, I don't own them.
~*~
Chandler sat in his office playing Tetris on his computer. His mind wandering, his thoughts so deep that he didn't even hear his secretary tell him that he had a phone call waiting. A few minutes later, he decided to take a lunch break, maybe go home and eat with Monica.
~*~
"Rach, it hurts so bad, go find Chandler!" Monica screamed as they wheeled her into the room the nurse had told them to go into. After the doctor told her she was going into labor, and after the most arguing possible, Monica ultimately decided that she had to face reality, this was really happening.
"I can't do this! It's too soon," she cried, "It's only been seven months."
"Mon, honey, I know you're scared because it's early, but you just have to believe that everything will be okay." Phoebe said.
"I need Chandler, where is he!"
"Ross went to his office to get him, don't worry he'll be here soon." Joey said, soothingly.
Monica just nodded and squealed in pain, not understanding how this happened. She was in so much ache and torture but she failed to comprehend why; none of this made sense. The baby was supposed to come in two months, and she wasn't mentally or physically prepared to take on this challenge. She knew that the baby could be premature, but she figured at most it would be one month early, not two, definitely not two.
Yet here she was, in the hospital, getting ready to do the most difficult thing in her life, and her husband wasn't even there. God, how she missed him. She loved her friends and greatly appreciated their tremendous support; but they weren't Chandler. No one could make her smile the way Chandler could. No one could make her feel safe from the frightening world she was in at that moment in time, and no one could love her the way she needed to be loved right now. She needed him; otherwise she knew that completing this task would be impossible.
~*~
"Honey, guess who's home to have lunch with you!" Chandler shouted as he entered his apartment, smiling at the prospect of having lunch with his wife; they so rarely got to do that anymore.
"Monica?" he asked, venturing into his bedroom, then heading toward the bathroom, "Hon, you in there?"
When the silence of the apartment grew intense Chandler took a few seconds to study his apartment. Something was wrong, he looked toward the counter and spotted a small note, haphazardly laying on his table, a chair knocked over and some liquid on the floor. He saw that Monica's purse and keys were still in their spots but she was no where to be seen.
Picking up the note that was clearly, scribbled with urgency, he read it aloud.
"Chandler, Monica's in labor, come to hospital NOW!"
"Oh my God," he whispered to himself, as he ran desperately out of the apartment.
~*~
"Excuse me, this is an emergency is Chandler Bing here?" asked Ross, breathlessly, pleading with the secretary.
"I'm sorry, he's on a lunch break, I think he mentioned going with his wife to lunch or something."
"Yeah, that's the thing, Monica's in labor, if you see him tell him."
~*~
Chandler ran nine blocks to the hospital, not caring about the people he knocked over and pushed through on the way, not caring about the cars honking at him as he bolted across the street, not really concerned about anything at all except being with Monica.
Running into the emergency room, he asked the receptionist between breaths, "I'm having a baby, I need to know where my wife is, her name is Monica Geller-Bing."
Checking her computer she answered, "I'm sorry sir, there is no record of your wife in this hospital, are you sure she is here?"
It struck him like a bolt of lightning; they had agreed to go to NYU Hospital and this was Beth Israel. Ignoring the question, he sprinted out the door and once again scampered through the crowd of New York, fraught, wanting more than anything for his wife to be okay.
~*~
"Chandler?" Ross yelled into Monica's apartment, "You here?" he asked.
Noticing the note he had left was gone, a smile spread across his face.
"Good Job, Chandler."
~*~
After staggering for air, Chandler was finally able to express to the clerk what he wanted, and he breathed a sigh of relief to know that Monica was in this hospital. Running to the room that he had been told to go to he entered to find an empty bed.
"What the hell?"
In his mind, he was picturing the worst-case scenario. This was it. This was the end. He hadn't made it in time, Monica was gone.
He felt faint and sat down on the bed, feeling his heart tighten and his muscles pang. Passing out on the bed, he dozed off into an uncomfortable and threatening sleep.
~*~
"Where is he?" Monica screamed, as her contraction ended.
"Ross called and said that Chandler found the note, so he'll probably be here any second," said Rachel, rubbing her friend's back.
Scurrying into the room, Ross said, nervously, "Well, is he here?"
"NO!" everyone replied at once.
"I don't get it; he should have arrived before me."
Joey pulled Ross to the side and said quietly, "You don't think that he saw the note and freaked out do you?"
"I don't know, but if that's the case I'll kill him," Ross stated, seriously.
"Ok, Monica," started the Doctor as he walked back into the room, "We have to try to push now, I think you're ready."
"But I need Chandler! I can't do it without him."
"I can't tell the baby that." He answered, impatiently. Clearly this man could care less about his patients and their problems.
"Am I going to die?" Monica asked the friendly nurse, thankful for at least one nice faculty member.
"Don't worry honey, seven months isn't as bad as you think, the baby may be smaller than usual and may need a little help in the beginning, but chances are that you'll both be fine." She answered supportively.
"I hope so," Monica said, anxiously.
"You're not alone here, you'd be surprised how many babies are born this early, it's actually quite common."
"Alright, enough talk, let's do this," the doctor said.
"Push!"
~*~
Two doctors and a nurse looked at Chandler as he slowly returned to consciousness.
"We just found him here like this," said one of the nurses.
"Sir," said the doctor, "Can you tell me who you are?"
"I, I'm having a baby." He said squinting.
The three others looked at each other puzzled.
"My- my wife, she- she's having a- a baby." He said, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.
"What's her name?"
"Monica Geller"
The nurse stepped in, "Don't worry, she was in this room but then they moved her to delivery."
Jumping up, Chandler asked, "Where is she? I need to know?"
"Calm down, we'll find out, but we need to check you out, make sure that you're ok."
"I'm fine; it was just an anxiety attack."
"Ok, your wife is in 306B, it's right down the hall," nurse said, walking back into the room.
~*~
"I'm here! I'm here!" Chandler shouted, relieved to see that Monica was okay.
He rushed over to her, kissed her forehead, and grabbed her hand, smiling, he said, "Don't worry, everything's gonna be okay, I'm here now."
She smiled back, and knew right then and there, that he was right. Everything would be okay.
~*~
An hour later, after screaming and yelling, crying and pushing, Monica and Chandler lay in the hospital bed together, holding their new baby girl.
Wrapping his arm around Monica, he whispered, "I love you, and I love our baby."
"Right back at ya." She whispered, burying her head in his chest, "I was so scared before, when you weren't here, I thought I was going to die. But then you came, and it- it all got better. I knew that you would make sure I was okay."
"I was scared too, I thought I would lose you if I wasn't there, but that's all over now, and we have a beautiful little baby."
"Who still needs a name by the way." Monica noticed.
"Well, we did promise Joey, that we name out first born Joey."
"She's a girl!" Monica said, smiling.
"Fine, how bout something like Joey," he asked.
"Okay, but not Josephine."
"How about Jenn? Jenny, Jennifer."
"Jennifer," she repeated, looking down at her baby, "That's her name."
"Jennifer...Chandler," Chandler suggested.
"Don't push it, I think her name should be Jennifer Marie. What do you think?"
"Sounds perfect to me," he said, kissing her hair.
~*~
WOOT!! WOOT!!!! That's the chapter! One more to go, and maybe an epilogue.
Sorry for all the ROSS AND RACHEL people who wanted more of that here. Next chapter is there wedding so you'll probably enjoy that, it's very exciting! LOL, anyway please REVIEW!!!