Hey people, as it's Christmas DrKerryWeaver and myself have decided to join forces to bring you a little Christmas fic! This is set during season 3... After Monica and Richard broke up but whilst Ross and Rachel are still together.

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So…Let the fun begin!!

Lonely This Christmas- Part 3

Chandler predicted someone would come looking for him sooner or later so he kept walking, not really sure where he was going but he needed some time alone. He finally stopped, leaning against a tree, pulling out a cigarette and took a long drag.

Monica brushed some snow off her coat, tensing when she heard noise in the bushes, a rabbit jumped out and hopped past her; he sighed in relief and kept walking.

As she walked, she could smell cigarette smoke, she walked a bit more and spotted Chandler, against the tree smoking.

"Don't you know those are bad for you…" She said, startling him slightly.

"Been told a few million times, yeah…" He replied, not bothering to turn to look at her or put out the cigarette.

"You should really quit." She told him. "And I remember Phoebe giving $7000 to quit!"

"Money's not everything, Mon…She can have it back if she likes…"

"I know, I was just teasing." She sighed. "But you really should quit, it is a nasty habit."

"Mon, we've been through this millions of time, I say I'll quit then three days later, I'm smoking again…. I've smoked since I was 9.…that's never going to change."

"How in the world does a 9 year old get a pack of cigarettes?" She questioned. "Haven't you seen the ad where the kid walks through Grandpa, it's chilling!"

"Is there a point to this or are you here just to annoy me?!" He glared at her.

"Annoying you?!" She repeated. "Well, sorry if caring about you and your health bothers you so much!"

"Whatever!" Chandler muttered, stubbing out his cigarette and continued to walk.

"Chandler…..ugh men!" She exclaimed, following him. "So you're just going to walk off?!"

"Are you going to keep following me?!" Not bothering to stop.

"Maybe!" She yelled after him.

"Then I'm going to continue to walk off!" He yelled back.

"Sometimes I wonder why I still bother with you!" She snapped still following him.

"So why are you?!" He demeaned, spinning around to face her; frowning at the unfamiliar surroundings. "Whoa, where are we?"

"I dunno! I was following you!" She replied, stopping and looking around. "Huh, I thought I knew these woods well…"

"Great! Just great!" Chandler exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air.

"Hey, you were the one who kept walking off!" She stated, kicking some snow.

"Yeah because you kept following me!" He shot back.

"Look, blaming each other isn't going help." She sighed. "We need to find a way back."

"Wow! I never thought of that one!"

"Neither will sarcastic remarks…" Monica glared at him. She looked around, trying to figure out which way they should go.

Chandler rolled his eyes and leant against a tree, pulling out another cigarette.

"Would you stop it with those?!" Monica sighed loudly. "We need to find our way back. The snow is getting worse and it's getting colder!!"

"Sorry! I smoke when I'm stressed!" He replied.

"Whatever but can we just find a way to get home?!" She asked frustrated.

"Fine!" He sighed loudly, standing up straight and stubbing out the cigarette. "What way is it?"

"Well, if I know that we wouldn't be lost now, would we?!"

"Why don't we just stay here?" Chandler suggested. "One of the others is bound to come looking for us."

"I don't think we should just sit here! It could be hours before someone comes." She replied, looking around and then pointed in a direction. "Why don't we go this way?"

"Fine but lets remember later it was my idea to stay here…" Chandler said as he started to follow her.

"I know what I'm doing Chandler! My Dad use to take me and Ross camping when we were younger and I was a brown bird so I know about the wilderness!" She insisted, walking ahead of him. She hadn't got far when she tripped over a snow-covered log.

"Going well down there, brown bird?" Chandler quipped, standing over her.

"Stupid log was covered in snow, I didn't see it, okay!" She groaned, she moved to stand up, whimpering as she collapsed back down to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Chandler asked in concern.

"I think I hurt my ankle…"

"Come on, I'll help you." He held out a hand for her to take.

Monica nodded, grabbed onto his hand and pulled herself up. She leaned against Chandler, wincing in pain.

"Can you walk on it?"

"I don't think so…" She cried slightly as she tried to put pressure on it.

"Okay, sit down…let me have a look." He sighed, gesturing to a fallen tree.

"You?" She looked at him questionable, as he helped her to sit.

"Yeah well, I do help Joey with his scripts for DOOL…" He stated, half serious. "Plus I don't see anyone else more qualified…"

"Alright then, Dr Bing." She teased.

She gently left her foot, resting it on his knee as he slowly rolled up her pant's leg and pulled down her sock slightly, wincing when he saw how swollen it was.

"Well, I think we should differently stay here now…" He told her, placing her foot back down on the floor carefully. "I think it might be broken."

"Great just what I wanted for Christmas!" She mumbled.

"Hey, it'll be okay…" He assured her, placing his hand on her knee before removing it quickly. "I umm…I'd better strap you ankle up with something."

"Okay, thanks…" She replied quietly. "And, I'm sorry…I should have listened to you when you said we should stay where we were."

"Oh forget about it…" He told her, taking his scarf from around his neck before gently wrapping around her foot.

She winced as he touched her ankle but tried not to let her pain show. "So, what do we do now?"

"Now, we wait…" He told her, sitting next to her.

"Yeah, maybe Santa and Rudolf will come." She teased, remembering their conversation from earlier, pulling her coat tighter around her.

"You cold?" He asked, she nodded so he took off his own jacket and wrapped it around her.

"Thanks Chandler but now you'll be cold."

"Actually I'm really hot!" He winked at her, causing her to smile. "Y'know Mon, the best way to keep warm is body heat…."

"Chandler, if you think I'm doing that with you…" She started.

"I meant we should huddle together…" He laughed slightly.

"Oh right…" She blushed a little. "Okay, I can do that…"

"Okay." Chandler grinned, moving to sit behind her, wrapping his arms tightly around her.

XxXxX

"Wow, the snow is really coming down out there…" Rachel stated, looking out the window.

"Do you think they are alright?" Joey questioned in concern.

"They have been a long time…"

"Maybe one of us should go looking…" Ross suggested.

"No we don't need any more of us getting lost." Phoebe replied.

"Yeah, that's true." Rachel agreed. "Maybe we can all go together, I mean I know these wood quite well."

"Yeah and we'll leave a note just in case they come back." Ross added.

The four of them, gathered their coats, gloves, scarves and in Joey's case, sandwiches.

"So, which way do we go?" Ross asked as they stood outside.

"Oh, that way!" Joey pointed.

The other three looked at him curiously.

"Why that way, Joe?" Rachel asked.

"Cos there's a bright star!"

They all looked up to the sky where Joey was pointed to see s single star brightly shine through the thick clouds.

"Wow!" Phoebe exclaimed.

"It's like something out of the Christmas story…" Rachel said wistfully.

"It's the north star!" Ross stated.

"But it's so pretty!" Phoebe looked at him.

"It's a star!"

"You have to ruin the moment, don't you?" Rachel said.

"Yeah, you and stupid science!" Joey added.

"Well, I don't care…" Phoebe started to walk in the direction of the star. "I'm following it."

"Yeah!" Joey followed her.

"It'll be like the three wise men on the search for baby Jesus…" Rachel started to walk to.

"But there are three of us!" He chased after them. "And it's Joey!"

XxXxX

"I'm sorry about the argument before…" Chandler said, breaking the silence.

"I'm sorry too." Monica replied.

"Okay, now we got that sorted out…lets talk." He suggested. "Tell me about your worse Christmas….might make this one seem better."

"Hmm, my worse Christmas…" She thought back over all the years. "Well one year when we were kids, Ross got all these great gifts off my parents and I got a diet book and some exercise tapes."

"I guess I that is pretty bad…" Chandler laughed quietly.

"Hey, its not funny!" She slapped him lightly but couldn't help letting out a small laugh too.

"Okay, okay…sorry."

"What about you?" She asked. "What about your worse Christmas."

"I dunno…Never really had a brilliant one…" He shrugged. "I guess the year my parents were going through their divorce, they both were trying to out do each other by buying me all these presents…"

"But you were a kid…every kid loves toys and stuff." She turned to look at him.

"Yeah but it's no fun when I had to open them all by myself and then play alone."

"Oh that is horrible. What were they doing all that time?"

"You don't wanna know…" He grimaced just thinking about it.

"You had a real hard time growing up, didn't you? "Monica stated.

"Yeah but it could have been worse…at least I had a house, food and money." He told her. "Just think about what Phoebe must have gone through."

"I don't know how she managed to survive all that."

"I guess, it just something you have to do." Chandler shrugged.

"Yeah…You know, I ran away once."

"What? Really?" He asked, shocked.

"Yeah, got as far as Rachel's house and then her parents took my home a few hours later."

"Got far then…" He laughed. "What did your parents say when you got back?"

"Nothing really, didn't notice I had gone."

"I don't think my parents would have cared if I ran away…" Chandler muttered.

"You know when I have kids, I'm going to make sure they know I love them!"

"I bet you'll make a brilliant Mom."

"Thank you, Chandler….that's so sweet." She sighed. "But the way things are going, it looks like I'll never get chance to be a Mom."

"Hey, of course you will be." He assured her. "And if not, my offer for when we're 40 still stands."

"So you think I won't be married before I'm 40?"

"Oh don't start that again!" He moaned. "Mon, anyone would be lucky to have you…you're beautiful, intelligent, caring, funny…you just haven't found your sole mate yet, but you will."

"You really think all those things?" She whispered, turning to look at him.

"Oh course, just look in a mirror." He told her. "Anyway, it's me who can't stay in a relationship….they all cheat, there must be a rule…'One must cheat on Chandler Bing if one wishes to date him'…or something like that."

"You shouldn't put yourself down like that." She told him, shaking her head slightly. "You're a great guy, you're sweet, funny and handsome…those girls were crazy to cheat on you."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah and not every girl cheats." She told him. "If I was dating you, I would cheat."

"Ah you wouldn't want to date me…" He teased. "I'd drive you mad with all my jokes."

"And I'd probably drive you nuts with all the cleaning, organising and always having to win…" She laughed.

They both stood laughing and just stared at each other. Monica was first to break it, looking down at the floor, blushing slightly.

Chandler sighed and looked at his watch. He smiled and placed his finger underneath her chin, lifting her head gently so she was looking at him. He slowly leaned forwards, placing his lips on hers gently. The kiss lasted only for a few minutes before Chandler pulled back. She looked at him confused and curious.

"Merry Christmas, Mon…" He whispered, showing her, his watch.

She looked at the time, noticing it was 1 minute past midnight, it was Christmas day. She glanced back up at him, a small smile formed on her face. She moved her hands to the back of his head, pulling him towards her.

Chandler wrapped his arms around her, pulling closer to him and deepening the kiss.

XxXxX

"Oh look!" Phoebe said.

"What? Do you see them?" Ross asked, looking to where she was pointing.

"No but look at the cute bunny!" Shining her touch in its direction.

Ross rolled his eyes and continued to walk while giving Rachel a piggyback. "They must be around her somewhere!"

"Yeah, I'm getting kinda tired." Joey stated.

"You're getting tired?!" Ross exclaimed.

"Well, sorrrrrrrry…" Rachel said. "But the snow was getting my shoes dirty and making my feet wet!"

"Ha! I got it!" Phoebe said with triumph.

"What? You know where they are?"

"No…Monica and Chandler are Mary and Joseph…Joey, Rachel and Myself are the three wise men and Ross, you're the camel…." Phoebe told them, causing Joey and Rachel to laugh.

"Hey!" Ross glared at her. "Anyway, they can't be Mary and Joseph because they're not together and they're differently not having a baby!"

"So?"

"So, why can't we be Mary and Joseph?"

"Because we're not following a star to get to you two!" Phoebe argued. "Unfortunately we're with you!"

"Hey!" Rachel looked at her.

"Sorry!"

"Yeah and anyway, I wanna be a wise man!" Joey pouted. "I'll never get to one any other time!"

"That is true…" Ross nodded. "But I still think it's unfair that they're Mary and Joseph!"

"Fine! You two can be Romeo and Juliet!"

"Cool!" Ross grinned happily.

"Honey, you do know they kill themselves at the end right?" Rachel whispered, causing him to glare at her.

XxXxX

"We shouldn't be doing this…" Chandler whispered, as they pulled apart.

"Do you have any better ideas about what we can do?" Monica asked, giving him small kisses.

"Good point!" He replied, he leaned her down to lie length ways across the tree.

"Well…if they carry on like that they could have a baby in 9 months…" Phoebe quipped as the other 4 stood, staring shocked at the couple.

Chandler jumped up, startled by her voice. He looked at Monica in panicked and then back at Ross.

"Um… Body heat!" He stuttered, trying to explain.

"What the hell is going on?" Ross demanded, putting Rachel back on her feet.

"Well, I fell over so we stayed here…got talking and one thing lead to another…" Monica told them.

"Well, you're in luck because we three wise men have come bearing gifts!" Phoebe grinned at them.

"Yeah… Sandwiches…Blankets…" Joey listed, holding them up before clapping Ross on the back. "And a camel!"

"What?" Chandler asked, sharing a confused look with Monica.

"Nothing…lets get you guys back to the cabin and warmed up." Rachel replied. "You must be freezing! Where's your coat."

"Mon's got…"

"Aww that so sweet!" She cooed before slapping Ross on the arm. "Why didn't give me yours!"

"I carried you all the way here!"

"Whatever!" She turned away from him. "You can carry Mon back!"

XxXxX

The next morning, Chandler came down stairs and stood in the doorway watching Monica sat by the fire.

"Hey…" He said quietly, moving fully into the room. "Where is everyone?"

"I think Ross and Rach are outside and I have no idea about Joey and Phoebe." She replied giving him a small smile.

"Oh right…" He sat down next to her. "So, how's the ankle?"

"Better, thanks…"

"Good."

"I want to thank you, for what you did last night…" She said. "I wouldn't want to lost in the woods with anyone else."

"Thanks… I guess…" He laughed.

They both fell silent; Monica watched the fire but could feel Chandler's eyes on her. She slowly turned to look at him. They stared at each other for a moment before Chandler slowly leaned in and kissed her.

"Y'know, its not midnight on Christmas Day nor is there any mistletoe to use as an excuse this time…" She stated as she pulled back.

"I know…" He whispered, moving forwards again and this time she kissed back.

Phoebe closed the door silently giving the new couple some time alone. She turned to look a Joey both of them grinning and they looked out the window and saw Ross and Rachel kissing outside.

"So we got Mary and Joseph in there…Romeo and Juliet outside…" Joey stated. "Who are we?"

Phoebe thought for a moment. "Superman and Supergirl! Here to save the world!"

"Cool!" Joey exclaimed. "Come, let's go and eat a superhero's breakfast!"

With that they headed into the kitchen, so not to disturb either couple.

The End!!

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