Chandler laid on the ground as he looked into the soldiers eyes. They were brown and filled with tears. He lifted his weapon and embraced Chandler.
"My brother, is this what it has come to? To be a good soldier, I have to kill my best friend." Ross broke the embrace. "You have time my friend , so go."
"What are you doing talking to the enemy?" Joey said as he noticed the gray uniformed man talking to Chandler. He raised his gun as he aimed at Ross.
"Joey! No, this is Ross, this is Monica's brother." Chandler said stopping him from firing. "And my best friend." he smiled.
"Monica misses you still, she was married but her husband was killed at Bull Run. Rachel and I have a son now, his name is Benjamin. Ross continued to tell Chandler the trite details of his life as they hid from the rest of the battles in a clearing. Joey was sent as a lookout so the two friends could spend sometime together.
"Monica, Monica, oh God I would so like to see her again." Chandler said with tears in his eyes.
"Perhaps I can arrange that, maybe you can meet on neutral ground. In fact, I have a letter here from her that if I ever saw you I was to give to you." Ross handed him the note.
Chandler opened it. His eyes were filled with tears as he read it and put it in his pocket. "She still loves me."
"Yes and I know the perfect place where you can meet. Actually it is not that far from here, I will send word to Monica and after I leave , I will get the details to you somehow." Ross said. "I must go now , old friend, but this is not the last you will see of me. Take care and Godspeed." Ross leaned down and ran from the clearing.
Several months had passed and Chandler had heard nothing. He figured that his friend was either occupied or the inevitable had happened. As a service, Chandler's unit had decided to stay in Gettysburg to clean the damage that had been done in those three days. One day as he was walking the streets, he spotted a blonde lady who was very glad to see him.
"Are you Chandler Bing?" the lady inquired
"Yes I am, " he stated.
"You are to come with me to my house. I have spoken with your friend, Mr. Geller and there is someone who would like to see you." she said.
"And you are?" Chandler wondered.
"Phoebe Buffay Hannigan. It's not a joke, please come." the lady started off on her horse and Chandler rode on his. They came to a charming little house on the Maryland border. Ross was standing on the porch.
"True love is rarer than anything, brother." he said as he stood on the porch. She shyly peeked out the door.
Chandler ran when he saw her, "Monica!"
"I am going now because my work here is done." Ross leaned over and gave his sister a kiss on the cheek. "Be happy Monica." he said as he mounted his horse and rode away.
"I never thought I would see you again. You are the only thing that has kept me alive during this whole war." Chandler said as he ran to embrace Monica. He threw his arms around her and immediately began to passionately kiss her." This brought a smile to Phoebe's face because she had so enjoyed the company of the Confederate soldier and his story of his sister and her true love. She was happy she could do this for Ross.
"I have prepared a lovely supper for the two of you. I even broke down and found some meat. It is obvious you will need your strength." she smiled.
Chandler picked up Monica and carried her in his arms. She gleefully giggled as he hoisted her off the ground. He climbed the stairs and playfully tossed her on the bed. Taking off his sword, he began to kiss her neck and she would run her fingers through his sandy colored hair. He pulled the ribbon allowing her dark hair to fall , framing her azure colored eyes. Her eyes closed as she felt his hot breath on her chest .
His lips moving with every beat of her heart. Nervously he played with her corsette in an effort to remove it so he could once again see her alabaster skin. She got up and undid the garment herself. He removed his suit coat and she took her fingers and placed them on his strong chest. Her petticoat was still in the way , so he ripped it from her legs and began to mount her. Her eyes were wide open as he pushed himself further into her. Each movement was a delight in itself.
"Oh Chandler! Oh Chandler! Oh Oh Oh." Monica screamed and then she stopped. He had pleased her. She was in heaven because he was cradling her in his arms.
"I know I have no ring and this is sudden. But I love you Monica..Marry me!" Chandler said as she laid in his arms.
"I think if the inevitable happens, I would rest easier with the name Monica Bing than Monica Whittendale. So yes Chandler , I will marry you." Monica said as she threw her arms around him.
The next day at a justice of the Peace in Maryland , a Union soldier and his Confederate best man stood before the judge as Phoebe stood up for Monica.
The North and the South had once again been reunited..just for tonight.