Hey, thanks for all the reviews. I wasn't going to continue after the last part but I decided I would do a few more chapters because you all asked so nicely! :D

Llew- Sorry I made you cry.. actually I'm not, that was the whole point of the story :P

CHANDLERS BIGGEST FAN- You're write I did get some stuff from Fresh Prince but I actually thought I put in the first chapter where I got the idea but it seems I haven't :S

Anyway, here it is! Enjoy and please review! :D thanks!

Family Life

Monica smiled happily as she watched her husband and son playing in their backyard. She couldn't help but laugh when their 4 year old son, Robbie throw himself into the back of Chandler's legs, sending both to the ground.

"You boys having fun?" She asked, walking over to them, with one hand placed on her stomach, where her pregnancy was beginning to show as Robbie started jumping up and down on his father.

"Yep…I've got it all under control…" Chandler said between laughter as he wrestled with Robbie.

"Oh yeah, it looks like it!" She replied sarcastically.

Once he grabbed hold of his son, he stood up and flung him over his shoulder.

"See, sorted…" Chandler winked at her, as Robbie giggled, trying to struggle down.

"Oh you big bully!" She laughed, hitting him playfully.

"Bully?" He repeated, pretending to look hurt. He pulled Robbie back up the right way but still held on to him. "I'm not a bully, am I?"

"Yep!" His son giggled again and managed to escape from his grip.

"Fine, be like that…" Chandler called after him as he ran off.

"Aww…poor you…" Monica teased, moving closer to him, to get a hug.

"No…" He pushed her away playfully, "You called me a Bully…"

She smiled at him and stuck her tongue out.

"Right, that's it!" He said and started to tickle her.

"Chandler…stop it…Chandler!" She screamed, laughing, trying to run away from him.

Robbie slammed into Chandler's legs again, coming to his Mom's rescue.

"Geez…this kid is differently going to be on the football team…" Chandler mumbled from his position on the floor.

"Revenge!!" Monica laughed, moving towards him.

Chandler looked at his son "Why do you always team up on me?!"

"Cos it's fun!" He laughed.

"Okay, this is not fair!" Chandler exclaimed as both his wife and son, pounced on him.

"Oh I think it is…" She replied, tickling him.

"Okay, okay…" Chandler gave up, "You win…"

"What was that?" Monica asked.

"You win!"

Monica and Robbie high-fived their victory. She never moved off of Chandler but Robbie ran off towards his toys again.

"Mon…" He moaned, trying to move from under her.

"Are you trying to say I'm heavy?" She joked, looking down at him.

"No, no…" He said quickly, "You're pregnant."

"Did you just call me fat?!"

"What! No!" He panicked, "I said you were pregnant!"

"I can't believe you called me fat!" She said, getting off him, "Twice!"

"I only said it once!?" He said, "No, no.. I didn't say it at all…"

"Whatever!" She walked back towards the house.

"Mon!" He called after her but she ignored him. He sighed, standing up and brushed the dirt of his clothes.

He looked over at his son who was happily playing with toys. "I'm going inside for a bit…you be okay out here?"

Robbie didn't bother to look up, he just nodded his head, concentrating on the game he was playing.

Chandler headed inside, ready to start begging forgiveness from a very stubborn, heavily pregnant woman.

Robbie glanced up from what he was doing when he heard the side gate open but then looked back down, guessing it'll be one of his aunts or uncles.

He jumped when he saw a strange man standing in the garden, watching him.

"Hey, you must be Robbie…" The man moved towards him, "I'm your Granddad!"

Robbie frowned, he only had one Grandfather and this wasn't him.

"Nu-huh!" He told him, "You're not my Grandpa!"

"I am…" Charles moved towards him, "Your Father is my Son…"

He was beginning to get scared of the stranger. At first he was curious and was use to people walking in and out of his house without knocking but that was people he knew, he didn't know this man.

"Rob… go and convince your Mom, I didn't call her fat…." Chandler said, walking out. He froze when he saw Charles stood right next to his son.

"Daddy!" Robbie ran into his arms.

"What you doing here?!" Chandler demanded, picking his son up and holding him tight.

"Son, I don't want any trouble" Charles started.

"Yeah? Then you should have stayed away!"

"Look, I'm sorry about the past… give me a second chance."

"I did give you a second chance and you blew it!" Chandler told him.

"Chandler, please… I have a right to get to know my own Grandson!" Charles pleaded, pointing to Robbie, who was clinging onto Chandler, terrified.

Before Chandler could say anything, voices from inside interrupted them.

"Chandler? Did you call Monica Fat?!" Rachel asked, walking out.

"Dude, don't you know she's pregnant, with her hormones, you're lucky you're alive." Joey laughed, following right behind her.

They stopped and stared in shock at Charles.

"What's going on?" Rachel asked, slowly, looking from Chandler to his father.

"Nothing…" Chandler replied, no once taking his eyes away from Charles. "He was just leaving."

"Chandler, please…" He begged.

"He said he wanted you to leave!" Joey said forcefully.

"This has nothing to do with you!" Charles glared at him, "this is between me and my son!"

"I ain't your son!" Chandler told him.

"Chandler…"

"Rob, go inside with Aunt Rachel…" Chandler cut him off, bending down to place his son on the ground.

"Come on, Sweetie…" Rachel held her hand to him.

"Thanks, Rach…" Chandler smiled at her slightly, as she slowly dragged Robbie into the house, who was looking back uncertain about leaving his Dad.

"So, you and Monica?" Charles started, "I knew there was something going on between you two…"

"What do you what?" Chandler asked sharply.

"I wanted to see you and my Grandson…"

"How did you know?" Joey queried, knowing Chandler hadn't been in contact with him since he left New York, nearly 6 years ago.

"I ran into an old friend of your mother's the other day…" Charles explained, "He thought I knew…I made a few calls and found out where you moved too…"

"Right, well you've seen him and now you can leave!" Chandler told him.

"Please, just give me a chance…"

"I shouldn't have given you a second chance, I'm not giving you a third one!"

"Please Chandler…" He begged, "For Robbie…"

"I am doing this for Robbie!" Chandler stated, "I'm not putting him through what I went through."

"I wouldn't do that!" Charles insisted.

"That's what you said last time!" Joey scowled.

"Oh stay out of this!" Charles snapped, causing Joey to start to move towards him threateningly.

"Joey, no!" Chandler stopped him, "He's not worth it!"

Joey held up his hands and turned around to show he wasn't going to do anything. When he looked towards the door he saw, Monica and Ross both hurrying out to see what was going on.

"Look, Chandler can we talk?" Charles asked, "Please!"

Chandler jumped slightly when he felt Monica take hold of his hand; he quickly glanced at her before looking back at his Dad.

"We said everything last time…" He muttered, "Please leave…"

"Is that what you really want?"

Chandler nodded silently, averting his eyes and gripping onto Monica's hand tighter.

"Okay…if you change your mind, here's my number…" Charles gave him a piece of paper with his details before moving towards the gate. "I'll see you around."

No one moved until they heard the gate close, Monica moved to hug her husband, while he let out the breath he was holding.

"You okay?" She asked.

"Yea…" He mumbled quickly, pulling her closer.

"What did you want?" Ross questioned.

"He found out about Robbie…he wanted to see him…"

"Are you going to let him?"

"No," Chandler replied, he didn't want his son feel the way he did every time Charles left.

"If that's what you think is best…" Monica started.

"Why? Don't you?" Chandler asked, doubting his decision.

"No, no…I think you're right…" She assured him.

He pulled back from the hug and have her a small smile before walking inside, needing to be with his son.

XxXxX

Monica glanced at the clock; Chandler went to put Robbie to bed nearly an hour ago and still hadn't come back down.

She sighed and made her way towards the stairs, she was worried about Chandler, he had been quiet ever since Charles had soon up. When she reached Robbie's room, she found Chandler sat on the edge of his bed, just watching him sleep.

"You okay?" She asked quietly, not wanting to wake Robbie up.

"I'm never going to leave him…" Chandler replied, reaching out and brushing back Robbie's hair.

"I know you're not…" She rubbed his shoulders.

He looked up slowly and gave her a small smile before standing up and pulling her into his arms.

"I love you…" He whispered.

"I love you too…" She replied, smiling. She turned his arms to look down at their son.

"Can't you believe that in 4 months we get to do all this again…" He said, resting his chin on her shoulder and placing both his hands on her stomach.

She smiled and covered his hand with her own, "I can't wait…"

"Nor me…" He replied, kissing his cheek.

XxXxX

The following morning Chandler sat with Robbie watching cartoons while Monica was preparing breakfast for everyone. Even though they had moved, the gang still hung out at their house. Nothing else changed much, Joey and Rachel still lived together at number 19. Although, a few weeks ago Ross and Rachel decided to give their relationship another ago but were taking everything slowly. Phoebe had just started seeing a musician called Mike and Joey was the same as always.

They hadn't moved far because they didn't want to leave their friends and they were happy that they dropped around for breakfast every morning and dinner almost every night.

"Hey, man…you okay?" Ross asked, walking in.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Chandler smiled at him as he sat down opposite him.

"You sure?" Ross frowned, "I mean with what happened yesterday…"

"Ross, I'm fine…" Chandler repeated.

"Okay but if you ever want to talk, you know where to find me…"

"Yeah, thanks…"

Phoebe was next to arrived and she to asked how he was doing and he told her the same thing, slightly annoyed. Since yesterday, everyone insisted on making sure he was okay but he just wanted to forget about it.

By the time Joey and Rachel arrived everyone was sat around the table, every so often asking Chandler a question or hinting about Charles.

"Hey, Guys…" Rachel said cheerfully as they walked in.

"Hey, Chandler…" Joey started.

"If you ask me how I am, I'm going strangle you!" Chandler warned before he could finish.

"Actually I was going to ask if you and Robbie wanted to go to the Knicks game tonight…" Joey told him, slightly scared by his tone.

"Oh right…yeah, sure.."

"What's going on?" Rachel asked, looking around at everyone.

"I think we've annoyed Chandler…" Phoebe commented.

"Gee, you think…" She replied, sitting down.

"No, its me…" Chandler sighed, "I'm want to know what he wants!"

"Robbie, why don't you go and watch TV…" Monica suggested.

"I'm eating…" He replied, taking a mouthful if pancakes.

"Well, take them with you…"

"But we're never allowed to eat breakfast in front of the TV…" He frowned.

"Rob, take the chance while you can…" Chandler advised, "It's never going to happen again."

Robbie thought about for a minute before quickly picking up his plate and hurrying out the room before his Mom changed her mind.

"So, what's going on?" Joey asked, as he piled food onto his plate.

"I just don't know what to do…" Chandler admitted.

"I thought you didn't want Robbie seeing him…" Ross frowned.

"I don't." He told them, "He said he wants to talk… I'm just wondering why."

"So, call him," Phoebe suggested.

"Yeah, you'll never know until you ask…" Rachel added.

Chandler thought about for a minute before telling his decision, "Okay, I will but I'm not letting him back into my life."

"That's your choice…" Monica told him.

"Yeah, I know and it's not just me I've got to think about now…" He replied, "I've got you, Robbie and baby… I'm not going to let any of you get hurt."

"I know wouldn't…"

"Right, I'll call him…" He stood up, "I'll sort it today."

"You're still coming tonight, right?" Joey looked up.

"Yep..I'll be done by then…" He told him before walking out to go and make the call.

XxXxX

An hour later, Chandler sat alone in Central Perk, waiting for his Dad to turn up. There was no way he was going to let his father work his way back into his life not after what happened last time. The reason he agreed to meet him was to see what he wanted and then to tell him to stay out of his and his family's lives.

"Chandler…Hi…" Charles said, walking over to the couch. "I'm so glad called."

"Why are you back?" Chandler asked, coldly.

"Like I said yesterday, I found out about Robbie and want to be part of his life… both of your lives…"

"Not going to happen…"

"Please Chandler, he's my Grandson."

"No he isn't…" Chandler shook his head, "Joey's and Rachel's Dads are more like a grandfathers to him then you are!"

"That's because I didn't know about him, if you told then I would have been here!"

"Don't you think that fact you wasn't told, tells you something…" Chandler snapped, "I don't want you here!"

"Do you hate me that much?" Charles asked, quietly.

"Yes!" Chandler replied, "I was prepared to give up everything for you and you ditched me the first chance you get!"

"I was in a relationship…" Charles exclaimed, "if Monica asked you choose between going to Europe or giving your relationship another chance… what would you choice?"

"She wouldn't ask me to choose!"

"How do you know?!"

"Because we were together when it happened!" Chandler raised his voice, "She was the one who convinced me to go, she told me she would wait!"

"Oh…" Charles looked away.

"So was Terry worth it?!" He asked, "Are you happy with him?"

"We actually split up a few weeks after I left New York…" Charles admitted, "I made a mistake going back to him."

"Yeah you did…" Chandler nodded, "It cost you a family!"

"Chandler…"

"I've gotta go… Monica's got a scan to go to, I said I'd be there…" He told him.

"Wait Chandler...please…" He grabbed his arm, stopping him from walking out.

"I've said everything…"

"Please, if you're not going to let me see my Grandkids, just please, tell me about them…" He pleaded.

Chandler thought about for a minute, wondering if it was good idea. He looked at his father with concern when noticing how pale he had gone since he arrived.

"Okay, fine…" He nodded slowly, ignoring his concern, "What do you want to know."

"Thanks…" Charles smiled as they sat back down, "Ermm, What's he like?"

Chandler sighed, crossing his arms, showing he wasn't happy about the conversation.

"He's full name his Robert Joseph Bing…Joseph after Joey…we agreed that the next one will be named after Ross…" He explained, "His 4 years old, he'll be 5 in a few months… he's a good kid, he does what he's told…."

"Just like you…" Charles cut in, laughing slightly.

"He loves basketball…" Chandler ignored his comment; "We're going to the Knick's game tonight…anything else you wanna know?"

"The baby… do you know what it is?" Charles asked, shyly.

"Nope, want it to be a surprise…"

"Oh right…" Charles nodded, "What do you want it to be?"

"I don't care as long as it's healthy…" Chandler said, "But if I had to choose, I would want a girl."

Charles smiled, "Sure you can handle all those girly problems and all the boys?"

Chandler rolled his eyes in reply.

"Right, umm…" Charles cleared his throat nervously, "How's work?"

"You said you want to know about the kids, you know now…" Chandler stood up again, "So I'm going…"

"Chandler, please just tell me how you're doing…" He called after him.

"I'm fine, I'm happy…I finally have a family…" He stopped and turned to look at him on last time, "I've gotta go, Bye!"

"Chandler…" He attempted but he suddenly felt breathless and there was a sharp pain in his chest.

Chandler looked back, concerned and nearly sprinted back when he saw his father double over in pain.

"Dad?!" He caught him before he collapsed, "Dad? What's the matter? Are you okay?"

"I don't know…" He stuttered, clutching a hand to his chest while the other held onto his son, "can't breath…"

Chandler began to panic and looked around for help, "Gunther! Get an ambulance!"

Gunther who had been watching, curiously ever since Chandler had walked in alone, without any of his friends, nodded quickly and hurried off to the phone.

"Dad, you're going to be okay…" Chandler told him, "I'm here, okay… you're going to be fine…"

"I think it's my heart…." Charles managed, before his legs gave way.

"Don't worry, you're going to be okay…" He assured him again, lowering his body slowly to the floor while tears began to fall down his face.

"I'm sorry…" Charles started weakly.

"No, don't worry!" Chandler cut him off "I'm here.. I'm not going anywhere.."

"I'm sorry…" He repeated before his eyes slowly closed.

"Dad!" Chandler cried, "Dad! No, Dad open your eyes… please…Dad!!"

Gunther ran back out and pushed his way to the front of the crowned, to see Chandler holding tightly onto his father's body.

"The ambulance is on its way…" He mumbled, hoping it wasn't to late.

"Hear that, Dad?!" Chandler said, not caring about the tears that were flowing down his face. "It's going to okay, just hold on… you can't leave me… not again… please…"

TBC

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