Chandler woke up when Monica threw his arms in the air and ran out of the room. He quickly got out of bed and watched her as she ran to the bathroom. She must've really had to go. He smiled and walked back into her room and saw the flowers on the dresser. He picked them up and went to the kitchen to put them in a vase. When he heard Monica throwing up he placed the flowers on the table and walked to the door. "Sweetheart.. you ok?" Instead of getting a yes or no. He heard Monica throw up again. "I'm taking that as a no."
The door opened and Monica walked out looking really pale. She walked straight to her room and climbed into bed.
"You ok?" Chandler asked lying down next to her on his side and stroked her hair.
"I think I have the flu. My assistant went to Europe for a week and hired a guy to take her place for a week and he has the flu and sneezed all over my stuff and yesterday he sneezed all over me and he was throwing up like half the morning and when I told him to go home he wouldn't. He said that he couldn't hire another person because it wouldn't be right to have a fill in for a fill in.. and it was so complicated..." Monica said really fast. "I think you should go home. Before you catch the flu."
"I'd rather catch the flu then to cut my time seeing you short." He said kissing her forehead.
"You're so sweet.. but go. I really don't want you get sick." She said pushing him out of bed.
"Fine. But I'm coming by after work." He said kissing her on the lips and left.
2 Weeks later....
Monica sat in her office staring at her computer screen while Rachel went on about boots. She heard someone knock on her door and her head shot up. "Hey Laura."
"I got you your lunch." Laura held up a small paper bag.
"Lunch? Me and Monica are going out to lunch."
"Right.. umm.."
"That's a pretty small bag for a lunch." Rachel pointed and set her magazine on the desk.
"Well.. it's a snack. Snickers bar. I was just um.. at the pharmacy and thought I'd get Monica some candy.. you know her.." She laughed nervously. "She loves candy."
Rachel let out a fake laugh and gave Monica a look.
"Thanks Laura." Monica stood up and took the bag from her. "I'll eat it later." Monica said sliding it into her drawer.
"Oh yea. John is outside he wants to approve something."
"Oh ok. I'll be back Rach." She said as she got up and left.
Rachel looked around for a while. She slowly got up and walked over to the other side of the desk. She sat down and pulled out the drawer. She looked inside and picked up the paper bag. She set the bag on the desk and took a peek inside. Her face screwed up and she took the box out. It was a pregnancy test. Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped.
"Rach you ready to..." Monica stopped when she saw Rachel. "Rachel what are you doing?"
"Are you pregnant?"
"What?"
"What's this for?"
"Rachel shouldn't we be going to lunch?"
"So are you?"
Monica let out a sigh. "Maybe. I don't know.. I was going to take it after we got back."
"Take it now!"
"No."
"Why not? Get it over with. And if you are we can do some shopping for it."
"I'll take it later."
"Take it now. Wait.."
"What?"
"Does Laura know before me?"
"Maybe.."
"Monica! I'm your best friend!"
"Yea but I asked Laura to get me the test."
"I can't believe this. Come on lets go take the test. I'm gonna find out before her." Rachel said putting the box inside her blazer. She put her hand over the box to make sure it didn't fall out and so people wouldn't see it. With her other hand she took Monica's hand and dragged her into the bathroom. She made sure nobody was in there and handed Monica the test. "Ok I'll guard go ahead."
"Thanks Rach." Monica said getting into a stall.
Rachel stood by the door for a while and then looked at the Gucci watch Ross had given her for her birthday. "You done yet?"
"No."
Rachel yawned and walked over to the mirror. "Done?"
"No."
Rachel fixed her lipgloss. "Now?"
"Rachel shut up!"
"Fine!" She rolled her eyes and ran her hand through her hair.
Monica came out of the stall and washed her hands.
"Are you pregnant?"
"We have to wait another minute."
"What? Jeez those things take forever."
Monica rolled her eyes.
"I'm gonna go check on that stick." Rachel said walking into the stall and came back holding the stick with a big wad of toilet paper. "It's ready."
"It is?"
"Uh huh."
"What does it say?"
Rachel turned the test around and showed Monica.
"Oh my god."
"I know!" Rachel said looking at the test in shock.
"Oh my god." Monica took the stick and stared at it.
"Wait... Who's the father?"
"I can't tell you." Monica said throwing the test into the trash can. "Just.. don't tell anyone yet ok?"
"Ok."
"Promise?"
"I promise. Does Ross count?"
"Rachel I'm serious."
"Ok.. I promise sweetie. So what are you going to do?"
Monica and Rachel went to lunch and Monica filled her in on the whole thing with Chandler.
Chandler opened Monica's door and saw that it was very dark with lots of candles. "What's all this for?" He smiled and went over and planted a kiss on her lips.
"We need to talk." Monica said kissing him again.
"Yea we do."
Monica took his hand and walked him over to the table. "Do you have something to tell me?"
"Yea.."
"Me too." She sad smiling even bigger.
"Ok go ahead."
"No. You."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes go." Monica smiled folding her hands and smiling at him.
"Ok umm.. well.. this past month or 2 have been fun.. really have." He smiled taking Monica's hands. "But I think. that umm.. I don't think we should be together anymore."
Monica's smile faded away. Monica stared at him for a while and was barley able to say "Why?"
"Monica we're getting attached!"
"We've been attached!"
"I don't want to get hurt. And I don't want to hurt you. I mean this is going to end anyway so we might as well end it before it hurts even more!"
"Who says we even have to end it Chandler?"
"Seriously? Monica I don't want to be in a relationship where I have to hide it from everyone! You know that! That's why we're keeping this a secret. I mean what would happen if we got married? Keep it a secret too?"
"Is that it? You're tired of keeping it a secret?"
"Our par.."
"Just go."
"What?"
"Get out. You want to end this get out. It's over."
"Can't we just.. have this last night?"
"No. Get out."
"What were you going to tell me?"
"Nothing. Go." Monica said holding back her tears.
He walked to the door and looked back at her. "I really like you... I do wish our parents didn't hate each other." He looked at Monica a little bit longer and left.
Tears ran down her face and she went to lock the door but instead ended up leaning against the door and crying. She slid down the door and hugged her legs.
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The door opened and Monica walked out looking really pale. She walked straight to her room and climbed into bed.
"You ok?" Chandler asked lying down next to her on his side and stroked her hair.
"I think I have the flu. My assistant went to Europe for a week and hired a guy to take her place for a week and he has the flu and sneezed all over my stuff and yesterday he sneezed all over me and he was throwing up like half the morning and when I told him to go home he wouldn't. He said that he couldn't hire another person because it wouldn't be right to have a fill in for a fill in.. and it was so complicated..." Monica said really fast. "I think you should go home. Before you catch the flu."
"I'd rather catch the flu then to cut my time seeing you short." He said kissing her forehead.
"You're so sweet.. but go. I really don't want you get sick." She said pushing him out of bed.
"Fine. But I'm coming by after work." He said kissing her on the lips and left.
2 Weeks later....
Monica sat in her office staring at her computer screen while Rachel went on about boots. She heard someone knock on her door and her head shot up. "Hey Laura."
"I got you your lunch." Laura held up a small paper bag.
"Lunch? Me and Monica are going out to lunch."
"Right.. umm.."
"That's a pretty small bag for a lunch." Rachel pointed and set her magazine on the desk.
"Well.. it's a snack. Snickers bar. I was just um.. at the pharmacy and thought I'd get Monica some candy.. you know her.." She laughed nervously. "She loves candy."
Rachel let out a fake laugh and gave Monica a look.
"Thanks Laura." Monica stood up and took the bag from her. "I'll eat it later." Monica said sliding it into her drawer.
"Oh yea. John is outside he wants to approve something."
"Oh ok. I'll be back Rach." She said as she got up and left.
Rachel looked around for a while. She slowly got up and walked over to the other side of the desk. She sat down and pulled out the drawer. She looked inside and picked up the paper bag. She set the bag on the desk and took a peek inside. Her face screwed up and she took the box out. It was a pregnancy test. Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped.
"Rach you ready to..." Monica stopped when she saw Rachel. "Rachel what are you doing?"
"Are you pregnant?"
"What?"
"What's this for?"
"Rachel shouldn't we be going to lunch?"
"So are you?"
Monica let out a sigh. "Maybe. I don't know.. I was going to take it after we got back."
"Take it now!"
"No."
"Why not? Get it over with. And if you are we can do some shopping for it."
"I'll take it later."
"Take it now. Wait.."
"What?"
"Does Laura know before me?"
"Maybe.."
"Monica! I'm your best friend!"
"Yea but I asked Laura to get me the test."
"I can't believe this. Come on lets go take the test. I'm gonna find out before her." Rachel said putting the box inside her blazer. She put her hand over the box to make sure it didn't fall out and so people wouldn't see it. With her other hand she took Monica's hand and dragged her into the bathroom. She made sure nobody was in there and handed Monica the test. "Ok I'll guard go ahead."
"Thanks Rach." Monica said getting into a stall.
Rachel stood by the door for a while and then looked at the Gucci watch Ross had given her for her birthday. "You done yet?"
"No."
Rachel yawned and walked over to the mirror. "Done?"
"No."
Rachel fixed her lipgloss. "Now?"
"Rachel shut up!"
"Fine!" She rolled her eyes and ran her hand through her hair.
Monica came out of the stall and washed her hands.
"Are you pregnant?"
"We have to wait another minute."
"What? Jeez those things take forever."
Monica rolled her eyes.
"I'm gonna go check on that stick." Rachel said walking into the stall and came back holding the stick with a big wad of toilet paper. "It's ready."
"It is?"
"Uh huh."
"What does it say?"
Rachel turned the test around and showed Monica.
"Oh my god."
"I know!" Rachel said looking at the test in shock.
"Oh my god." Monica took the stick and stared at it.
"Wait... Who's the father?"
"I can't tell you." Monica said throwing the test into the trash can. "Just.. don't tell anyone yet ok?"
"Ok."
"Promise?"
"I promise. Does Ross count?"
"Rachel I'm serious."
"Ok.. I promise sweetie. So what are you going to do?"
Monica and Rachel went to lunch and Monica filled her in on the whole thing with Chandler.
Chandler opened Monica's door and saw that it was very dark with lots of candles. "What's all this for?" He smiled and went over and planted a kiss on her lips.
"We need to talk." Monica said kissing him again.
"Yea we do."
Monica took his hand and walked him over to the table. "Do you have something to tell me?"
"Yea.."
"Me too." She sad smiling even bigger.
"Ok go ahead."
"No. You."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes go." Monica smiled folding her hands and smiling at him.
"Ok umm.. well.. this past month or 2 have been fun.. really have." He smiled taking Monica's hands. "But I think. that umm.. I don't think we should be together anymore."
Monica's smile faded away. Monica stared at him for a while and was barley able to say "Why?"
"Monica we're getting attached!"
"We've been attached!"
"I don't want to get hurt. And I don't want to hurt you. I mean this is going to end anyway so we might as well end it before it hurts even more!"
"Who says we even have to end it Chandler?"
"Seriously? Monica I don't want to be in a relationship where I have to hide it from everyone! You know that! That's why we're keeping this a secret. I mean what would happen if we got married? Keep it a secret too?"
"Is that it? You're tired of keeping it a secret?"
"Our par.."
"Just go."
"What?"
"Get out. You want to end this get out. It's over."
"Can't we just.. have this last night?"
"No. Get out."
"What were you going to tell me?"
"Nothing. Go." Monica said holding back her tears.
He walked to the door and looked back at her. "I really like you... I do wish our parents didn't hate each other." He looked at Monica a little bit longer and left.
Tears ran down her face and she went to lock the door but instead ended up leaning against the door and crying. She slid down the door and hugged her legs.
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