Two years later
Chandler leaned back in his chair in his boss' office, not completely listening to the lecture on marketing and its importance. He lazily looked at the charts at the head of the table and yawned, nodding from time to time to make it seem that he was paying attention. He reached out to get his coffee mug and smiled when the light hit the gold band on his left hand. He leaned all the way back in his chair, looking at the ring, remembering the wedding a year before.
Monica had wanted a huge wedding and had jotted down every detail when she thought of something new. He once stole a glance at the list she guarded with her life and had to laugh when he read a page about color coordinated salt and pepper shakers. She was so excited to be engaged he was proud of not only her, but himself as well. They had come so far and been through so much that he couldn't think of spending his life with anyone else. He loved her more then he loved everything and everyone else combined. She made his world spin and he couldn't see his future without her.
The wedding itself was beautiful. He would never tell her but he wanted the big wedding. He wanted the big dance floor and the rented hall, he wanted flowers draping over every arch at the church. She deserved it and he would give everything to her to make her happy. The day they got married was the happiest day of his life. Joey had been his best man and Rachel was Monica's maid of honor. Ross and Phoebe both, unfortunately, played at the reception, even breaking into a duet at the end of their separate performances, causing the guests to cringe. He couldn't think of a more meaningful beginning for the two of them.
A faint ring caught his attention and he quickly reached down to grab the cell phone hooked on his belt and his eyes widened when he read the caller. He looked at his boss before answering the phone.
"Hi Rach, what's - ... Oh my God... Now?... But it's... Oh wow is she okay?... Right... Okay I'm leaving now. Bye." He hung up and glanced up to see his boss standing over him, hands crossed over his chest.
"Bing, what's so important that you had to answer a call in this meeting?"
"Monica was taken to the hospital," he said in a rush, getting his suitcase and pulling on his jacket.
"Oh... Well then go right ahead... Everything will go fine," he grinned. Chandler nodded to him and left the meeting room, practically running to the elevator that's door were already shutting. A girl saw him and pressed the door open button, allowing him to run right in. She smiled at him and he watched as the doors closed.
"Thanks," he grinned to her. He waited impatiently and watched as the floor numbers went to "G" and he bolted out when the elevator stopped moving. He waved to the receptionist who watched him fly by and shrug to herself, going back to typing. Chandler opened the glass doors to the busy New York street and put his fingers in his mouth, letting out a sharp whistle as he walked to the street corner. A taxi pulled over right away and he jumped in, shutting the door behind him.
"Where to?"
"Hospital."
Twenty minutes later
Chandler held his cell phone in his hand and ran past the nurses' station, looking for signs that pointed to the direction he had to go to. Rachel had told him there wasn't much time so he panicked and went as fast as his legs could carry him. He skidded into another hallway and had to stop himself when he saw everyone waiting for him.
"Wow, you got here fast," Ross laughed from his place right outside the doorway to the room. Chandler looked at Phoebe and Joey sitting together on a bench across the hall and they smiled when they saw him.
"How is she? I can go in right?"
"Yeah, man! Go ahead! It's YOUR wife." Ross patted his friend's back as he walked by him to go into the room. He saw Rachel at Monica's side, holding her hand and coaxing her. He immediately went to Monica and saw the pain she was in, her face red and she had her eyes squeezed shut. He picked up her hand and she turned to him and Rachel let out a sigh of relief when she saw him there.
"You were almost too late!" she laughed nervously.
"Hey," Monica smiled weakly. Chandler watched the doctor and nurses hurrying around and he looked down at her and kissed her forehead.
"You ready?"
"Yeah," she gasped and the doctor pulled up a seat at her feet, moving her legs apart and putting her feet on the sides. He nodded at her and she sat up a little more, taking a deep breath. Chandler felt her squeeze his hand and he looked up to see Rachel holding a wet cloth on Monica's forehead.
"Monica... Time to push now."
Ten minutes later
Chandler looked up when there was a knock on the door and smiled when he saw his friends quietly enter.
"Hey," they whispered and they came around the bed, excitement written on their faces. He looked down at Monica from his seat next to her on the bed and she grinned up at him, kissing him, before looking down to the baby cradled in her arms.
"Oh Mon she's adorable," Rachel cooed. Monica ran a finger over the sleeping baby's face and she smiled at the little pink blanket she was wrapped in. Joey hugged Chandler and placed a small pink bear on the bed beside them. Phoebe grinned and stood next to Rachel. Ross smiled and kissed the top of his sister's head before admiring the tiny baby.
"So have you thought of a name?" Rachel asked. Chandler looked at Monica before smiling.
"Yeah... Her name is Melissa."
"I loved that name for a girl... I never thought of it before," Monica sighed happily.
"Melissa Isabelle Bing." The baby slowly opened her eyes and everyone huddled around, happy for their friends who had a new start at being parents. And they knew they would make it. It was a dream come true.
Chandler leaned back in his chair in his boss' office, not completely listening to the lecture on marketing and its importance. He lazily looked at the charts at the head of the table and yawned, nodding from time to time to make it seem that he was paying attention. He reached out to get his coffee mug and smiled when the light hit the gold band on his left hand. He leaned all the way back in his chair, looking at the ring, remembering the wedding a year before.
Monica had wanted a huge wedding and had jotted down every detail when she thought of something new. He once stole a glance at the list she guarded with her life and had to laugh when he read a page about color coordinated salt and pepper shakers. She was so excited to be engaged he was proud of not only her, but himself as well. They had come so far and been through so much that he couldn't think of spending his life with anyone else. He loved her more then he loved everything and everyone else combined. She made his world spin and he couldn't see his future without her.
The wedding itself was beautiful. He would never tell her but he wanted the big wedding. He wanted the big dance floor and the rented hall, he wanted flowers draping over every arch at the church. She deserved it and he would give everything to her to make her happy. The day they got married was the happiest day of his life. Joey had been his best man and Rachel was Monica's maid of honor. Ross and Phoebe both, unfortunately, played at the reception, even breaking into a duet at the end of their separate performances, causing the guests to cringe. He couldn't think of a more meaningful beginning for the two of them.
A faint ring caught his attention and he quickly reached down to grab the cell phone hooked on his belt and his eyes widened when he read the caller. He looked at his boss before answering the phone.
"Hi Rach, what's - ... Oh my God... Now?... But it's... Oh wow is she okay?... Right... Okay I'm leaving now. Bye." He hung up and glanced up to see his boss standing over him, hands crossed over his chest.
"Bing, what's so important that you had to answer a call in this meeting?"
"Monica was taken to the hospital," he said in a rush, getting his suitcase and pulling on his jacket.
"Oh... Well then go right ahead... Everything will go fine," he grinned. Chandler nodded to him and left the meeting room, practically running to the elevator that's door were already shutting. A girl saw him and pressed the door open button, allowing him to run right in. She smiled at him and he watched as the doors closed.
"Thanks," he grinned to her. He waited impatiently and watched as the floor numbers went to "G" and he bolted out when the elevator stopped moving. He waved to the receptionist who watched him fly by and shrug to herself, going back to typing. Chandler opened the glass doors to the busy New York street and put his fingers in his mouth, letting out a sharp whistle as he walked to the street corner. A taxi pulled over right away and he jumped in, shutting the door behind him.
"Where to?"
"Hospital."
Twenty minutes later
Chandler held his cell phone in his hand and ran past the nurses' station, looking for signs that pointed to the direction he had to go to. Rachel had told him there wasn't much time so he panicked and went as fast as his legs could carry him. He skidded into another hallway and had to stop himself when he saw everyone waiting for him.
"Wow, you got here fast," Ross laughed from his place right outside the doorway to the room. Chandler looked at Phoebe and Joey sitting together on a bench across the hall and they smiled when they saw him.
"How is she? I can go in right?"
"Yeah, man! Go ahead! It's YOUR wife." Ross patted his friend's back as he walked by him to go into the room. He saw Rachel at Monica's side, holding her hand and coaxing her. He immediately went to Monica and saw the pain she was in, her face red and she had her eyes squeezed shut. He picked up her hand and she turned to him and Rachel let out a sigh of relief when she saw him there.
"You were almost too late!" she laughed nervously.
"Hey," Monica smiled weakly. Chandler watched the doctor and nurses hurrying around and he looked down at her and kissed her forehead.
"You ready?"
"Yeah," she gasped and the doctor pulled up a seat at her feet, moving her legs apart and putting her feet on the sides. He nodded at her and she sat up a little more, taking a deep breath. Chandler felt her squeeze his hand and he looked up to see Rachel holding a wet cloth on Monica's forehead.
"Monica... Time to push now."
Ten minutes later
Chandler looked up when there was a knock on the door and smiled when he saw his friends quietly enter.
"Hey," they whispered and they came around the bed, excitement written on their faces. He looked down at Monica from his seat next to her on the bed and she grinned up at him, kissing him, before looking down to the baby cradled in her arms.
"Oh Mon she's adorable," Rachel cooed. Monica ran a finger over the sleeping baby's face and she smiled at the little pink blanket she was wrapped in. Joey hugged Chandler and placed a small pink bear on the bed beside them. Phoebe grinned and stood next to Rachel. Ross smiled and kissed the top of his sister's head before admiring the tiny baby.
"So have you thought of a name?" Rachel asked. Chandler looked at Monica before smiling.
"Yeah... Her name is Melissa."
"I loved that name for a girl... I never thought of it before," Monica sighed happily.
"Melissa Isabelle Bing." The baby slowly opened her eyes and everyone huddled around, happy for their friends who had a new start at being parents. And they knew they would make it. It was a dream come true.