Monica Geller looked at the clock and looked over as her date fun Bobby wiped his nose. It was eleven fifty five. She really didn't want to kiss him like this. She poured another scotch with a twist down her throat and readied one for the midnight toast. What a year this has been.?She had reunited with her best friend ,and her brother had found out he was going to be a father.

Here she was twenty six and she had no steady boyfriend or no prospects on the horizon. She set all her hopes on this Paul the wine guy, when she realized that he was only a crumb as Ross said used a line. "to get you into bed." She hated men.

Another competition, him beating her once again. Divorced and now expecting a child from a lesbian ex wife. She wanted what he had so bad. She never cared about his stupid science fair awards, but this meant something to her. Damnit she deserved to have someone love her too. She would make a great mother. Tears came to her eyes, Why couldn't she find the man she was looking for?

Janice sat on the couch in tears. He felt gulty, but that woman was enough to drive any one to drink. Her whiny nasal voice and that laugh like a seal. Well it was the best he could do , he was after all Chandler Bing, last of the big time losers. He wished he could either be like Joey , the player or Ross , the romantic. But he seemed to be critical of every girl he was with and found reasons to dump them.

There had to be someone better out there than Janice Littman.

Monica , his old pal Monica. Boy talk about hot. Well he had known her forever and she even cut off his toe. She was so cute when she made him macaroni and cheese when she was fat Monica , his roommate;s sister.

But wow look at her now. Her alabaster skin and brunette hair. Her smile could light up a room. Her lips were as red as two cherries on the top of a hot fudge sundae. He looked at his watch. He made a decsion, the last thing he wanted to do was not get kissed at midnight. She was sweet and they were buddies. He would walk to the other side of the room and kiss Monica.

Monica saw Chandler getting up and walking over. Janice lifted her head for one second to see if he had reconsidered. Chandler witnessed something on the couch. It looked like Ross was finally going to get his wish granted. Incessantly in college, he had heard about "the one" Rachel Greene. That gave him hope that things could get better for him as well.

The clock ticked down the seconds and Monica looked slyly at Chandler . Chandler slowly touched her cheek and moved her face toward his. "Happy New Year Monica." he said as he put his lips to hers. She grabbed his butt and he put his arms around her tiny waist.

They may have been dateless , but there was something that was there. Monica felt it too. She looked deep into his blue eyes and he smiled at her. Coyly she put her head down but then she saw her friend Chandler in a whole new light.

"Would you like a drink Monica?" he asked as he took the glass from her hand.

"Sure, scotch with a twist okay?" she said.

"Coming right up," he smiled as he walked toward the makeshift bar. He kept looking back at her and wondering why he never had done this before. Why was he bothering with all these girls when there was someone who was beautiful and caring as Monica?

"Here you go , to 1995!" he said as he lifted his glass.

"To 1995, " Monica smiled.

Monica looked over to the couch, "Oh my God! Look ! " She saw something that she never thought she would see in a million years.She saw her brother kissing her best friend.

"I know pretty weird huh?" Chandler said."Monica let's not let things get weird between us because of that kiss. Let's stay friend s okay?"

"Okay" said Monica. Dejected.

She sadly watched him walk away. Their time would come she knew it because there was something there. Maybe this was all they needed to realize they could be more than friends.

Chandler wasn't ready yet. He had spent a lifetime pushing women away because of the love he so desperately was lacking as a child. Women to him represented the mother he had been abandoned by figuratively as a child. He was afraid of being abandoned and that is why he just didn't do it. Guys who gave their heart just ended up getting hurt. Why all he had to do was look at the recent events in his friends life. Seven years and gone.

Yet he was over there and taking a chance . He had opened himself up again to love a woman. Maybe he should do the same. He ran back over to Monica.

"Monica let's talk." he said. "Maybe there was hope for Mr. Commitment -Phobe yet.