Rachel strolled through customs wondering what she was going to do now. She didn't have a hotel room, so she guessed she would stay in Monica's suite. Hopefully that would only be until she got to have her little talk with Ross. She was so sure this was going to be it.

Monica was very drunk. She couldn't take anymore of the bantering and chatter at the restaurant , so she said her good byes and left. She certainly didn't want to go back to her room, she was in a foreign country and feeling something odd. She was attractive damn it and why no one wanted to be with her was beyond her. She stumbled into the lobby of the Marriott and giggled. One more drink, then she would go to sleep.

She said on the stool and started ranting, "Hello world, that's right it's me Harmonikka, Monica Geller, I am almost thirty and have no boyfriend or children. I am here in merry ole England for my dumb married a lesbian for his first marriage, brother's wedding. I am hot see me!" Everyone looked at the raving American. She took a swig of her scotch and started for the elevator.

She needed a man tonight and that is exactly what she was going to find. Joey? Of course, he had tons of women and never a messy attatchment to any of them. She would find Joey sleep with him and

Then she could face tomorrow. She took her lipstick out of her purse and applied it with her compact. Next, she knocked on the boys hotel room. Chandler opened it and stood in the doorway, he was wearing his pajamas.

"Is Joey here?" Monica slurred.

"No, he's with some bridesmaid." Chandler answered "Mon? Are you alright?"

"I'll be fine, good night," she said defeated.

Chandler gently touched her arms. "Mon I know you, something's wrong now come in and tell me what it is." he said .

Monica followed Chandler into the room and sat on the bed. "Well it is like this. I am going to be thirty years old. I am not married or dating someone . I work as a chef and have no children. The worse part is that some guy thought I was Ross' mother. One more example of how he always manages to come out on top. My mother is telling everyone how I will never get married. Am I that bad Chandler?"

Chandler smiled at Monica, "Are you kidding, you are incredible, you're smart, you're funny, and you are hot. What guy wouldn't want you?" he smiled.

Monica looked deep into Chandler's eyes. For the very first time she was seeing something completely different. She remembered him coming to their house as a teen and thinking he was cute, but she was fat Monica then. She looked at his face., the face she had seen everyday for years. The way his eyes crinkled when he smiled and those pearly white teeth. The way that the lights hit his hair and made it shine even more. His laugh that covered the sarcasm of a lifetime of hurts. She was seeing a whole new side of Chandler Bing.

Chandler swallowed. This was Monica. Monica who made him breakfast. Monica who he peed on in Montauk. Monica the baby sister of his oldest and best friend. Monica who was once very fat , but now she sparkled like a diamond. Her hair was so dark and luminous . Her blue eyes twinkled next to that alabaster skin. Her lips seemed to be calling to him. He seemed to be hearing them.

Chandler moved closer to Monica. What was he doing? Friends can't be lovers. This was the one great lesson of his buddy's failed romance. He stared for a moment into her eyes. She shyly closed them as he moved his lips closer to hers. It was a tender touch and then his tongue ever so slightly touched hers. He felt himself falling and he didn't want to stop. He moved closer towards her as he put his arms around her tiny body.

He embraced her shoulders and her arms. One thing he didn't want to do was frighten her or scare her. His hands fumbled with the straps on her dress. Carefully he pulled them down as he caressed her arms.

She didn't fight at all. It was almost as if she was giving into a feeling that she couldn't stop. He pushed her down into the sheets as she wriggled out of her slip. She ripped the pajama top off of his body and threw it to the floor. He moved his hands to rip the panty hose from her silky legs being careful not to scar her beautiful legs. With his feet he clumsily tried to kick off his pajamas bottoms as they got under the covers. This made Monica laugh. He shushed her because he just wanted this to be their moment. They would worry about the others later. He secretly hoped that Joey would be out all night

He moved his mouth to her chest. He softly kissed her breasts and her stomach. She moaned with pleasure. "Oh Chandler, this is what I want, love me, love me Chandler." He put his body over her and started to ease himself down on her. He smiled as he laid over her. She put her hands up to touch his face. It was so soft and smooth, like silk. Monica sighed when he was done.

They fell asleep lying in each other's arms. This was a whole new part of their relationship. It didn't even feel weird . It felt like it was meant to be. Chandler opened his eyes and looked down at Monica. She was so beautiful when she was asleep. He looked at the travel clock on the stand. Joey still wasn't home. But then he worried about Monica laying in bed with him naked. He didn't mind Joey knowing. But Ross, well that was another story. He was very protective of Monica, and might not understand why his best friend slept with her.

And even though Ross was a nice guy, you did not want to get on his bad side.

Rachel crawled in to the bed. It was good to get off that plane, take a shower, and crawl into bed. She looked at the clock. She would get a few hours sleep and then talk to him. She still had plenty of time yet. It was early. She looked over in Monica's bed. Still empty. Well good for her, she needed someone since the end of her and Pete. Whoever he was, she was hoping he would want to keep seeing her best friend. But now she had to rest.

Emily awoke from her bed. It was going to be the biggest day of her life. Her wedding day. She looked at the snapshot on her dresser of her and Ross in New York. Just a few more things and then she would be an American. She walked over to the chair where the housekeeper laid out her dress. She held it up to her and twirled around like a little girl. In just a few hours she was going to be Mrs. Ross Geller.

Ross finally got up and walked over to the window . In the distance he could hear the bells of Big Ben. It was still early but it dawned on him. His days of loneliness were soon ending. After four years, he would be a married man again. He would wake up with Emily by his side and they would have the life he had always dreamed of. This time no other woman, and he would have finally moved on from Rachel. It was going to be a great day. He dug out his hair brush from his sachel and ran across the hall to let his pals know how happy he was.

He ran in as excited as a kid at Christmas, "I'm getting married to day..woo hoo ! " Ross exclaimed.

Monica dived under the covers when she heard the commotion. She didn't want either of Chandler's friends to see her. She was going to come out when Ross left except when she heard Joey's voice.

"Do you think he saw me?" Monica asked guiltily as Chandler looked at her.

Next Rachel rises to the occasion…hope you liked the Mondler I added. Keep those reviews coming..