(Thanks again for the reviews!!! I had a question that in season 9 through
10 it came to be known Monica and Chandler couldn't actually have kids... but
seeing as how this is five years previous to that... I figure things changed...
They can now... And Monica's uterus is a "hospitable environment" lol... So
this is the chapter of truth... where everything changes... dramatic music in
background Also, I've decided to begin my new story when this ends so I
won't get distracted and lazy and such... Thanks again guys and always
remember... "No bunny at all!! Always no bunny at all!!!")
Later that night
Monica and Chandler walked into her apartment to see four very excited faces smiling at them from the kitchen table. She laughed and held up the small black and white print out from the sonogram.
"Oh my God," Rachel gushed as she ran over, taking the picture with a squeal. Phoebe looked over from her place on the couch, remembering what that appointment was like.
"So... no surprise triplets?"
"Not this time," Monica laughed.
"Lucky." Ross and Joey got up and stood in front of them, Joey putting his arm around Chandler's shoulders with a proud smile of his best friend. Rachel looked as though she'd explode is someone didn't tell her soon.
"So? I'm not a doctor and I can't tell what the baby is by this picture!" Monica looked at Chandler before smiling.
"We're having a girl." Rachel screamed in delight and hugged Monica.
"Dude... you'll have a little girl?" Joey asked, trying to make it seem that he was not welling up. Chandler nodded and Joey hugged him, knocking him backwards. Chandler patted his back with a smile, nodding at Ross who had gone to hug his sister. Phoebe stood up and held her hands over her mouth.
"Oh I think this is a group hug moment." She pulled the group together and they all looked at the photo with smiles, tears, and realized it was going to change a lot of things. There would be four babies born at almost the same time.
"Have you decided on a name yet?" Rachel asked.
"I think so. We loved the name Brynne."
"That's so cute! Brynne... Well what will the last name be?" Joey asked, confused. Monica looked at Chandler before he cleared his throat.
"Well we kinda thought... Brynne Eileen Gellar-Bing would work out well."
"Aww!" Phoebe and Rachel cooed and Ross and Joey, while trying to maintain their tough guy fronts, broke down and gushed over the fact that Monica was going to have a baby girl.
"Oh! We should like... make reservations at the hospital!" Phoebe exclaimed and everyone turned to look at her, confused.
"You know... Like, get a room together when we go in labor!"
"Pheebs I don't think that's how it works," Monica said after a few moments. Phoebe thought about it and shrugged.
"Yeah well don't come cryin' to me when some woman named Helmutha takes your spot."
The next week
Monica was asleep on the couch and Chandler watched her from his place on the armchair, tired from not having much sleep. He had gotten up extra early to come over and see her, before Joey or Rachel were even awake. He studied her carefully, noticing how her mouth twitched when she was dreaming, even in the dim morning light, and how she had a slight but still cute snore at times. Monica lay on her side, her legs curled up, and he got up, pulling a blanket over her. She smiled slightly and moved her hand to pull the blanket closer to her. Chandler sat back down and smiled to himself, looking at her round belly. She had gone maternity shopping with him the other day and after four long hours of finding nothing, he had suggested a trash bag and his idea was, of course, shot down. He even thought a checkered print dress was nice but Monica had insisted she did not want to look like a tablecloth.
Rachel had moved out to live with Phoebe so they could paint the nursery. It was halfway done, purple with pink flowers like Monica had wanted. Joey had found a crib that was white and added it to the room. Ross had bought toy dinosaurs, pink of course, to display on the nightstand. Phoebe had found lights that when hung on the ceiling, looked like stars to wish upon. Rachel went all out, buying tiny dresses and shoes, hats, socks, everything she could get.
He was surprised to his reaction to the whole thing. He was freaked out that he'd become his father but after the appointment today, he seemed okay with it. He chuckled to himself when he remembered how Monica had jokingly offered to take him to buy a dress at Macy's that accentuated his eyes. To be quite honest, he was proud of himself. He had yet to totally freak out, not including finding Monica the morning after and after he actually found out she was pregnant. But now he was fine. He even called his mom and she was thrilled to have a grandchild on the way. He wasn't sure to tell his father yet. He didn't really talk to him anymore.
Chandler yawned and stretched his arms over his head, looking at a clock. Quarter to seven. He got up and kissed Monica's cheek before heading out.
"Chandler... wait." He stopped when he heard her call to him. He walked back over and around the couch to see her looking up at him.
"Can I ask you something?" He sat down and smiled, nodding.
"Sure."
"Do you think this will change us?"
"Well yeah... there will be a baby and the crying and-"
"I mean like you and me us. Will this change?" Monica asked, hinting to something else she didn't quite want to say.
"I don't know... Why?"
"Well... Oh my God you're going to think it's the hormones... but... Oh man," she nervously said.
"What Mon?"
"I... uhm... kinda have a ... crush on you." There was the uncomfortable silence that followed and she waited for Chandler to say some smart-ass comment to ruin it. She waited and it never came.
"You do?"
"Well-"
"Because I do too." Monica sat up and looked at Chandler, noticing how he had the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen.
"Really?"
"Yeah. I mean it kind of works out, you are having my baby," he laughed. Monica smiled and reached out to grab his hand.
"Well it's more than a crush," Chandler confessed.
"What do you mean?"
"I've... uhm... I've liked you for a really long time Monica... and I think with everything... I think that I'm sorta... falling in love with you." Before he had time to say anything else Monica leaned forward and kissed him. He jolted back in shock, her hands gripping his shirt collar to pull him closer. He ran his hands through her hair and realized this was the Monica he found at the bar that night. She hadn't changed, she felt the same way then and now. She leaned back and looked at him with a slight smile.
"Me too."
"Really? Because I thought the kissing was to shut me up and-"she kissed him again and he knew what they meant by the expression of fireworks going off in his head. She drove him crazy and he was glad they got together that night. He pulled back and sighed when he heard his watch go off.
"What's that for?"
"Shit... my meeting... I have to get to the office by seven-thirty... Oh Mon I have to go or I won't make my meeting in time." She let her hands drop and nodded sadly.
"Yeah this was stupid I never should have-"
"No don't say that! I would stay but if I don't go I'll be fired for sure!"
"Yeah go ahead. We'll talk about this later." Chandler smiled and kissed her quickly before running out the door. Monica sunk into the couch with a smile that spread across her whole face. He loved her and she loved him. And they were going to have a baby. Could it be any more perfect, she thought with a laugh, reaching a hand up to her lips that still tingled.
That night
Chandler awoke to someone shaking him.
"Mmmffff... Five more minutes," he mumbled.
"Chandler wake up!" Chandler slowly creaked his eyes open to see Joey shaking him to get him up. He looked at the clock and moaned. Three in the morning.
"What the hell are you doing Joe? Leave me alone!" Joey looked panicked and he shook his head, pulling at his best friend.
"Chan, Monica's been taken to the hospital." Chandler shot up and stared at Joey who looked lost.
"What? What happened? What... Is she okay?...The baby... The baby's okay, right?" He asked quickly, getting out of bed and stumbling across the room. Joey held onto him so he wouldn't fall over.
"Joey!"
"Rachel woke up when she heard Monica screaming... She called 911 and the ambulance just left."
"Screaming?" Chandler repeated, unsure what it meant.
"I don't know what's going to happen, man. Ross just called to let us know because Rachel called from the ambulance. I don't know. Something about pains... It didn't sound good, man." Chandler pulled Joey out of his room and grabbed his wallet.
"We're going to the hospital."
"Wait aren't you going to-"
"Come on!" Chandler yelled, running out the door. Joey looked at his pajamas and sighed, following right behind him and locking the door.
Half an hour later
Chandler ran down the halls, stopping at check-ins, asking for her. They directed him to the emergency wing. Joey was close behind him, looking at the signs, trying to find their friends. Chandler finally found Rachel crouched on the floor, resting her head on Ross's shoulder. He ran up to them and saw their puffy eyes, swollen from lack of sleep and tears shed. They hadn't changed either, Rachel wore her favorite fuzzy slippers.
"What happened?" Chandler asked, his voice shaking. A doctor appeared from the closed door, looking at Chandler with an un-readable expression.
"Mr. Bing?"
"Yeah that's me. Is she okay? What's going on?"
"I'm sorry... Miss. Gellar suffered a miss carriage."
Later that night
Monica and Chandler walked into her apartment to see four very excited faces smiling at them from the kitchen table. She laughed and held up the small black and white print out from the sonogram.
"Oh my God," Rachel gushed as she ran over, taking the picture with a squeal. Phoebe looked over from her place on the couch, remembering what that appointment was like.
"So... no surprise triplets?"
"Not this time," Monica laughed.
"Lucky." Ross and Joey got up and stood in front of them, Joey putting his arm around Chandler's shoulders with a proud smile of his best friend. Rachel looked as though she'd explode is someone didn't tell her soon.
"So? I'm not a doctor and I can't tell what the baby is by this picture!" Monica looked at Chandler before smiling.
"We're having a girl." Rachel screamed in delight and hugged Monica.
"Dude... you'll have a little girl?" Joey asked, trying to make it seem that he was not welling up. Chandler nodded and Joey hugged him, knocking him backwards. Chandler patted his back with a smile, nodding at Ross who had gone to hug his sister. Phoebe stood up and held her hands over her mouth.
"Oh I think this is a group hug moment." She pulled the group together and they all looked at the photo with smiles, tears, and realized it was going to change a lot of things. There would be four babies born at almost the same time.
"Have you decided on a name yet?" Rachel asked.
"I think so. We loved the name Brynne."
"That's so cute! Brynne... Well what will the last name be?" Joey asked, confused. Monica looked at Chandler before he cleared his throat.
"Well we kinda thought... Brynne Eileen Gellar-Bing would work out well."
"Aww!" Phoebe and Rachel cooed and Ross and Joey, while trying to maintain their tough guy fronts, broke down and gushed over the fact that Monica was going to have a baby girl.
"Oh! We should like... make reservations at the hospital!" Phoebe exclaimed and everyone turned to look at her, confused.
"You know... Like, get a room together when we go in labor!"
"Pheebs I don't think that's how it works," Monica said after a few moments. Phoebe thought about it and shrugged.
"Yeah well don't come cryin' to me when some woman named Helmutha takes your spot."
The next week
Monica was asleep on the couch and Chandler watched her from his place on the armchair, tired from not having much sleep. He had gotten up extra early to come over and see her, before Joey or Rachel were even awake. He studied her carefully, noticing how her mouth twitched when she was dreaming, even in the dim morning light, and how she had a slight but still cute snore at times. Monica lay on her side, her legs curled up, and he got up, pulling a blanket over her. She smiled slightly and moved her hand to pull the blanket closer to her. Chandler sat back down and smiled to himself, looking at her round belly. She had gone maternity shopping with him the other day and after four long hours of finding nothing, he had suggested a trash bag and his idea was, of course, shot down. He even thought a checkered print dress was nice but Monica had insisted she did not want to look like a tablecloth.
Rachel had moved out to live with Phoebe so they could paint the nursery. It was halfway done, purple with pink flowers like Monica had wanted. Joey had found a crib that was white and added it to the room. Ross had bought toy dinosaurs, pink of course, to display on the nightstand. Phoebe had found lights that when hung on the ceiling, looked like stars to wish upon. Rachel went all out, buying tiny dresses and shoes, hats, socks, everything she could get.
He was surprised to his reaction to the whole thing. He was freaked out that he'd become his father but after the appointment today, he seemed okay with it. He chuckled to himself when he remembered how Monica had jokingly offered to take him to buy a dress at Macy's that accentuated his eyes. To be quite honest, he was proud of himself. He had yet to totally freak out, not including finding Monica the morning after and after he actually found out she was pregnant. But now he was fine. He even called his mom and she was thrilled to have a grandchild on the way. He wasn't sure to tell his father yet. He didn't really talk to him anymore.
Chandler yawned and stretched his arms over his head, looking at a clock. Quarter to seven. He got up and kissed Monica's cheek before heading out.
"Chandler... wait." He stopped when he heard her call to him. He walked back over and around the couch to see her looking up at him.
"Can I ask you something?" He sat down and smiled, nodding.
"Sure."
"Do you think this will change us?"
"Well yeah... there will be a baby and the crying and-"
"I mean like you and me us. Will this change?" Monica asked, hinting to something else she didn't quite want to say.
"I don't know... Why?"
"Well... Oh my God you're going to think it's the hormones... but... Oh man," she nervously said.
"What Mon?"
"I... uhm... kinda have a ... crush on you." There was the uncomfortable silence that followed and she waited for Chandler to say some smart-ass comment to ruin it. She waited and it never came.
"You do?"
"Well-"
"Because I do too." Monica sat up and looked at Chandler, noticing how he had the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen.
"Really?"
"Yeah. I mean it kind of works out, you are having my baby," he laughed. Monica smiled and reached out to grab his hand.
"Well it's more than a crush," Chandler confessed.
"What do you mean?"
"I've... uhm... I've liked you for a really long time Monica... and I think with everything... I think that I'm sorta... falling in love with you." Before he had time to say anything else Monica leaned forward and kissed him. He jolted back in shock, her hands gripping his shirt collar to pull him closer. He ran his hands through her hair and realized this was the Monica he found at the bar that night. She hadn't changed, she felt the same way then and now. She leaned back and looked at him with a slight smile.
"Me too."
"Really? Because I thought the kissing was to shut me up and-"she kissed him again and he knew what they meant by the expression of fireworks going off in his head. She drove him crazy and he was glad they got together that night. He pulled back and sighed when he heard his watch go off.
"What's that for?"
"Shit... my meeting... I have to get to the office by seven-thirty... Oh Mon I have to go or I won't make my meeting in time." She let her hands drop and nodded sadly.
"Yeah this was stupid I never should have-"
"No don't say that! I would stay but if I don't go I'll be fired for sure!"
"Yeah go ahead. We'll talk about this later." Chandler smiled and kissed her quickly before running out the door. Monica sunk into the couch with a smile that spread across her whole face. He loved her and she loved him. And they were going to have a baby. Could it be any more perfect, she thought with a laugh, reaching a hand up to her lips that still tingled.
That night
Chandler awoke to someone shaking him.
"Mmmffff... Five more minutes," he mumbled.
"Chandler wake up!" Chandler slowly creaked his eyes open to see Joey shaking him to get him up. He looked at the clock and moaned. Three in the morning.
"What the hell are you doing Joe? Leave me alone!" Joey looked panicked and he shook his head, pulling at his best friend.
"Chan, Monica's been taken to the hospital." Chandler shot up and stared at Joey who looked lost.
"What? What happened? What... Is she okay?...The baby... The baby's okay, right?" He asked quickly, getting out of bed and stumbling across the room. Joey held onto him so he wouldn't fall over.
"Joey!"
"Rachel woke up when she heard Monica screaming... She called 911 and the ambulance just left."
"Screaming?" Chandler repeated, unsure what it meant.
"I don't know what's going to happen, man. Ross just called to let us know because Rachel called from the ambulance. I don't know. Something about pains... It didn't sound good, man." Chandler pulled Joey out of his room and grabbed his wallet.
"We're going to the hospital."
"Wait aren't you going to-"
"Come on!" Chandler yelled, running out the door. Joey looked at his pajamas and sighed, following right behind him and locking the door.
Half an hour later
Chandler ran down the halls, stopping at check-ins, asking for her. They directed him to the emergency wing. Joey was close behind him, looking at the signs, trying to find their friends. Chandler finally found Rachel crouched on the floor, resting her head on Ross's shoulder. He ran up to them and saw their puffy eyes, swollen from lack of sleep and tears shed. They hadn't changed either, Rachel wore her favorite fuzzy slippers.
"What happened?" Chandler asked, his voice shaking. A doctor appeared from the closed door, looking at Chandler with an un-readable expression.
"Mr. Bing?"
"Yeah that's me. Is she okay? What's going on?"
"I'm sorry... Miss. Gellar suffered a miss carriage."