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Three months later
The phone rang and Monica looked up from stirring a pot on the stove, seeing Rachel already go to answer it.
"Hello?" she asked, twirling a strand of golden hair around her finger. She nodded and turned to Monica.
"She's right here let me tell her.... Hey Mon?"
"Yeah?"
"It's the doctor's office calling... you know you have the appointment today at one right?"
"Of course!" Monica scoffed, smiling when she ran a hand over her swelling belly. She giggled at the thought of when Chandler heard about the appointment, he jumped up and down and grabbed the appointment reminder that had come in the mail and had read it with the biggest smile she had ever seen. She was proud of him, he was leaving work early to bring her to the doctors and then they would find out the sex of the baby. Monica took a deep breath, secretly hoping it was a girl. Rachel had already said she'd move out so that her room could become a nursery. If it was a girl, she considered painting it purple with pink flowers and hearts.
"Mon?"
"Hm?" She looked up to see Rachel looking at her confused.
"Did you hear me?"
"Sorry, no."
"I have to go to a meeting, do you want anything while I'm out? Cookies... ice cream... peanut butter?" Monica shook her head, the smile still on her face.
"No, I think I'm all set."
"Okay... You zoned out a little bit there."
"Yeah... I guess so," she grinned. Rachel picked up her pocketbook and hugged Monica tightly.
"I might not get back before you leave so good luck at the doctors hun, tell me everything when you get home okay?" Monica nodded, tears forming in her eyes when she knew how concerned Rachel was. She kissed the side of her head and rubbed her belly before walking to the door.
"I'm not a Buddha."
"For your information... I was patting the baby for good luck... not you. So there," Rachel stuck her tongue out and Monica suppressed a giggle.
"Bye Mon. Good luck!"
"Bye." Rachel closed the door behind her and Monica looked at the clock, sighing when she saw it was only eleven o'clock. Two more hours until she found out. She sunk into the couch and leaned her head back, closing her eyes. Chandler would be back soon and she could already see him bubbling with excitement, waving his hands when he talked, all jumpy like a little kid. She couldn't wait for him to walk through that door.
Monica thought about what they would do after they found out if the baby would be a girl or a boy. They could think of names they liked or even pick out those little paint squares from the decorating store and bring them home, deciding on a good color for the nursery. She thought that Chandler and Joey would paint while she supervised, lecturing them that the brush strokes go vertically, not horizontally. She smiled to herself at that thought, she would make Joey a whole tray of sandwiches.
Later that day
"Monica?" She looked up when she heard her name called and saw the receptionist holding a clipboard, smiling at her. She looked at Chandler who grinned and held onto her hand, helping her up.
"Are you ready?" he asked quietly. She nodded, feeling nervous but also excited. They were the only ones left in the waiting room, everyone else had already gone in and left with smiles on their faces. Monica wanted to know so badly, to make sure everything was okay. Chandler had nervously flipped through every magazine in the room and she was sure he hadn't read a single word in ant of them. He was a nervous wreck, wringing his hands and running a hand through his hair when he talked. She smiled, looking at him and he grinned back at her, his eyes sparkling.
"Yeah... Let's go." They followed the woman to the examination room and Chandler looked around carefully. The woman closed the door and left the two of them in the room alone.
"What the hell is this?" Chandler laughed, picking up a tube like instrument that lay on the table, looking it over.
"The transducer." He glanced up at Monica who was glaring at him and he coughed, putting it back down.
"All right miss know it all." Monica sat carefully on the examining table, looking around nervously. The door opened and a young man strode in, looking over the chart. Chandler saw him and laughed once before ignoring Monica's look of annoyance.
"Good afternoon I'm Doctor Cohen and I will be your obstetrician... Mr. and Mrs. ...Bing," he said, flipping through the pages.
"No actually... we're not married."
"Or dating."
"Chandler!" Monica yelped. Doctor Cohen laughed before smiling.
"It's okay, you wouldn't believe the parents-to-be we get in here. I once had a married father of four and a prostitute." Chandler looked at Monica with a grin.
"Well that makes our relationship seem completely normal!" Monica laughed and the doctor looked through the forms attached.
"So Miss Gellar-"
"Monica. And that's Chandler." Chandler shook his hand and laughed again.
"What's so funny?"
"You're a guy! Guys don't so this, especially pretty guys like you!" Monica held her face in her hands and Chandler froze.
"I said pretty guy like you aloud didn't I. What I meant to say was... "
"So this is your relationship? Pregnant and gay?" Chandler's mouth fell open when Doctor Cohen pointed to him.
"I am NOT gay!"
"Oh my God. Go ahead doctor," Monica sighed, shaking her head at Chandler who made the hand motion of wringing his neck.
"So Monica... Twenty one weeks along... Good we can do a sonogram. Now, do you want to know the sex of the baby?"
"Yes. Chandler?" He nodded and stood beside the table where Monica was sitting.
"All right. So let's lay you down and if you could please pull up your shirt for me so I can use the transducer." Monica lay back with Chandler's help, pulling the hem of her shirt up enough so the doctor could have access to her round belly.
"See? Transducer."
"All right," Chandler groaned. She just always had to be right. Doctor Cohen smeared a clear jelly over her stomach and he jumped when she laughed loudly.
"What's wrong?" he asked nervously.
"It's cold!" she snickered. The doctor smiled and Chandler sighed, letting his nerves get the best of him. The transducer was rolled across her stomach and with one hand he pulled the monitor over. Monica turned her head to see the screen and reached up to hold Chandler's hand when the image of the baby was shown.
"Oh my God that's our baby!" Chandler whispered.
"I know!" Monica gleamed. Doctor Cohen zoomed in on the image and looked back at the two, seeing their expectant faces.
"Well Monica... Chandler... Congratulations... You're going to have a baby girl!" Monica's mouth fell open and she found she couldn't move. Chandler hugged her and she let it sink in before pulling his arms around his neck. He kissed her cheek and she grinned, leaning back to hold her hands on the sides of his face.
"A girl!"
"Oh my God!" Chandler laughed. Doctor Cohen smiled knowingly and left them alone, closing the door when he left the room, leaving the monitor on. Monica blinked a few times before realizing she was crying.
"Mon... Hey... It's okay."
"I'm just so happy," she laughed. He smiled felt the sudden need to lean in and kiss her. Monica leaned back, letting go of him and pulling the monitor closer. Chandler looked at her and smiled sadly, letting the feeling go. She was so happy, why take the chance of ruining it.
"That's our baby," she grinned, wiping the tears away. He wrapped one arm around her shoulders when she sat up and studied the screen, looking at the unborn child. He had wanted it to be a girl. Monica's dream had come true.
Three months later
The phone rang and Monica looked up from stirring a pot on the stove, seeing Rachel already go to answer it.
"Hello?" she asked, twirling a strand of golden hair around her finger. She nodded and turned to Monica.
"She's right here let me tell her.... Hey Mon?"
"Yeah?"
"It's the doctor's office calling... you know you have the appointment today at one right?"
"Of course!" Monica scoffed, smiling when she ran a hand over her swelling belly. She giggled at the thought of when Chandler heard about the appointment, he jumped up and down and grabbed the appointment reminder that had come in the mail and had read it with the biggest smile she had ever seen. She was proud of him, he was leaving work early to bring her to the doctors and then they would find out the sex of the baby. Monica took a deep breath, secretly hoping it was a girl. Rachel had already said she'd move out so that her room could become a nursery. If it was a girl, she considered painting it purple with pink flowers and hearts.
"Mon?"
"Hm?" She looked up to see Rachel looking at her confused.
"Did you hear me?"
"Sorry, no."
"I have to go to a meeting, do you want anything while I'm out? Cookies... ice cream... peanut butter?" Monica shook her head, the smile still on her face.
"No, I think I'm all set."
"Okay... You zoned out a little bit there."
"Yeah... I guess so," she grinned. Rachel picked up her pocketbook and hugged Monica tightly.
"I might not get back before you leave so good luck at the doctors hun, tell me everything when you get home okay?" Monica nodded, tears forming in her eyes when she knew how concerned Rachel was. She kissed the side of her head and rubbed her belly before walking to the door.
"I'm not a Buddha."
"For your information... I was patting the baby for good luck... not you. So there," Rachel stuck her tongue out and Monica suppressed a giggle.
"Bye Mon. Good luck!"
"Bye." Rachel closed the door behind her and Monica looked at the clock, sighing when she saw it was only eleven o'clock. Two more hours until she found out. She sunk into the couch and leaned her head back, closing her eyes. Chandler would be back soon and she could already see him bubbling with excitement, waving his hands when he talked, all jumpy like a little kid. She couldn't wait for him to walk through that door.
Monica thought about what they would do after they found out if the baby would be a girl or a boy. They could think of names they liked or even pick out those little paint squares from the decorating store and bring them home, deciding on a good color for the nursery. She thought that Chandler and Joey would paint while she supervised, lecturing them that the brush strokes go vertically, not horizontally. She smiled to herself at that thought, she would make Joey a whole tray of sandwiches.
Later that day
"Monica?" She looked up when she heard her name called and saw the receptionist holding a clipboard, smiling at her. She looked at Chandler who grinned and held onto her hand, helping her up.
"Are you ready?" he asked quietly. She nodded, feeling nervous but also excited. They were the only ones left in the waiting room, everyone else had already gone in and left with smiles on their faces. Monica wanted to know so badly, to make sure everything was okay. Chandler had nervously flipped through every magazine in the room and she was sure he hadn't read a single word in ant of them. He was a nervous wreck, wringing his hands and running a hand through his hair when he talked. She smiled, looking at him and he grinned back at her, his eyes sparkling.
"Yeah... Let's go." They followed the woman to the examination room and Chandler looked around carefully. The woman closed the door and left the two of them in the room alone.
"What the hell is this?" Chandler laughed, picking up a tube like instrument that lay on the table, looking it over.
"The transducer." He glanced up at Monica who was glaring at him and he coughed, putting it back down.
"All right miss know it all." Monica sat carefully on the examining table, looking around nervously. The door opened and a young man strode in, looking over the chart. Chandler saw him and laughed once before ignoring Monica's look of annoyance.
"Good afternoon I'm Doctor Cohen and I will be your obstetrician... Mr. and Mrs. ...Bing," he said, flipping through the pages.
"No actually... we're not married."
"Or dating."
"Chandler!" Monica yelped. Doctor Cohen laughed before smiling.
"It's okay, you wouldn't believe the parents-to-be we get in here. I once had a married father of four and a prostitute." Chandler looked at Monica with a grin.
"Well that makes our relationship seem completely normal!" Monica laughed and the doctor looked through the forms attached.
"So Miss Gellar-"
"Monica. And that's Chandler." Chandler shook his hand and laughed again.
"What's so funny?"
"You're a guy! Guys don't so this, especially pretty guys like you!" Monica held her face in her hands and Chandler froze.
"I said pretty guy like you aloud didn't I. What I meant to say was... "
"So this is your relationship? Pregnant and gay?" Chandler's mouth fell open when Doctor Cohen pointed to him.
"I am NOT gay!"
"Oh my God. Go ahead doctor," Monica sighed, shaking her head at Chandler who made the hand motion of wringing his neck.
"So Monica... Twenty one weeks along... Good we can do a sonogram. Now, do you want to know the sex of the baby?"
"Yes. Chandler?" He nodded and stood beside the table where Monica was sitting.
"All right. So let's lay you down and if you could please pull up your shirt for me so I can use the transducer." Monica lay back with Chandler's help, pulling the hem of her shirt up enough so the doctor could have access to her round belly.
"See? Transducer."
"All right," Chandler groaned. She just always had to be right. Doctor Cohen smeared a clear jelly over her stomach and he jumped when she laughed loudly.
"What's wrong?" he asked nervously.
"It's cold!" she snickered. The doctor smiled and Chandler sighed, letting his nerves get the best of him. The transducer was rolled across her stomach and with one hand he pulled the monitor over. Monica turned her head to see the screen and reached up to hold Chandler's hand when the image of the baby was shown.
"Oh my God that's our baby!" Chandler whispered.
"I know!" Monica gleamed. Doctor Cohen zoomed in on the image and looked back at the two, seeing their expectant faces.
"Well Monica... Chandler... Congratulations... You're going to have a baby girl!" Monica's mouth fell open and she found she couldn't move. Chandler hugged her and she let it sink in before pulling his arms around his neck. He kissed her cheek and she grinned, leaning back to hold her hands on the sides of his face.
"A girl!"
"Oh my God!" Chandler laughed. Doctor Cohen smiled knowingly and left them alone, closing the door when he left the room, leaving the monitor on. Monica blinked a few times before realizing she was crying.
"Mon... Hey... It's okay."
"I'm just so happy," she laughed. He smiled felt the sudden need to lean in and kiss her. Monica leaned back, letting go of him and pulling the monitor closer. Chandler looked at her and smiled sadly, letting the feeling go. She was so happy, why take the chance of ruining it.
"That's our baby," she grinned, wiping the tears away. He wrapped one arm around her shoulders when she sat up and studied the screen, looking at the unborn child. He had wanted it to be a girl. Monica's dream had come true.