Heres Chapter 2, hope you enjoy it. Thanks for the reviews, please keep them coming.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the friends characters, not one tiny little bit.
"Hi I'm Chandler Bing, my wife Monica Geller she was brought in a few hours ago" Chandler said breathlessly to the receptionist at the desk
"Okay Sir, follow me" the receptionist showed Chandler to room along the corridor. Joey was just behind him. The two had been silent in the cab journey here.
"I'm Doctor Crawley" A tall man with glasses approached Chandler as he was about to go into Monica's room
"Please just let me see my wife" Chandler said trying to push past the doctor.
"I must warn you Mr Bing, your wife is in a critical condition, it might be best to say your goodbyes," the doctor said solemnly
"Are you telling me she is going to die?" Chandler choked on his own words
"She might not die, but there is a possibility she will, I'm very sorry Mr Bing," The doctor said before attending to a page off his beeper.
Chandler slumped against the wall of the corridor
"Are you going in man?" Joey asked sitting next to him
"I can't" Chandler sobbed
"Why not?" Joey asked
"Coz, its me who's done this too her" Chandler sighed
"Its not your fault" Joey told him
"Yes it is! I should have stopped her, I should have controlled her, and I should be able to give her a baby!" Chandler screamed at his best friend
"No man, listen you didn't do anything wrong, you love and support her, you haven't done anything" Joey said hugging Chandler
"Its all my fault" Chandler wept into his best friends shoulder.
Joey looked at the mess his friend was, Chandler didn't cry that easily, he tried to be strong but this time he couldn't.
"Chan, maybe you should go in and see her" Joey said when Chandler finally stopped crying. Chandler nodded and stood up
"I'll wait here" Joey looked at Chandler and again he nodded.
Chandler opened the door to the room quietly and walked in. Lying there on the bed was Monica; she was pale and looked almost lifeless. The beeping of the machines and the smell of antiseptic made him feel sick. She was hooked up to machines everywhere. He looked at her small helpless body and a tear rolled down his face.
"Oh Mon" he whispered to himself as he sat next to her, taking her cold hand into his grasp
"Why did you do this, I love you and we will get through this" Chandler said kissing her hand "I need you Mon, I love you and always have loved you" Chandler began to cry again his teardrops hit her skin.
"I love you Mon, and if anything happens I don't know what I'll do!" he sobbed louder now as his tears fell quickly.
Suddenly the machine started to beep as a lot of doctors and nurses ran in
Chandler stood back and watched as they all gathered around his wife, shocking her, injecting her with things, making sure she didn't die. He looked at her limp body… she didn't even look like the Monica he married. He went outside into the corridor to find Ross, Rachel and Phoebe standing there with Joey.
"How is she?" Rachel hugged Chandler
"It doesn't look good" Chandler sobbed as the gang huddled round him.
"She'll be okay," Ross said
"I hope to god your right" Chandler looked his friend in the eye.
"I do too" Ross sighed.
The gang embraced for what seemed like hours before they split and sat down.
"I'm going to get a cup of coffee, anyone want anything?" Rachel asked
"I'll come with you" Ross said following Rachel down the corridor
Chandler sat across from Joey and Phoebe with is head in his hands. He was thinking over his life with Monica.
"Look at him" Phoebe sighed to Joey.
"I know, he's blaming himself for all this" Joey replied
"Why?" Phoebe asked
"He thinks it's his fault he can't have kids," Joey whispered
"But its not, he should know that and he should know that Monica would never blame him for something like that"
"I know that, but his heads screwed up at the moment so he'll believe anything" Joey said looking over to his best friend. Chandler's hair was a mess, his shirt was damp with tears and his eyes were red from the crying. Joey wanted to do something, but there was nothing to do.
"Mr Bing?" Dr. Crawley said as he approached the gang
"Yes" Chandler croaked standing up
"Your wife's condition is stabilised"
"Does that mean she's going to be okay?" Chandler asked with a slight hope in his eye
"We are still going to keep an eye on her, but she's definitely over the worst"
Everyone but Chandler sighed with relief
"But she still could die?" Chandler asked soberly
"There is still that chance yes, but you shouldn't think like that Mr. Bing" Dr. Crawley replied before giving a brief nod to the rest of the gang and walking off.
"Well at least she's over the worst" Phoebe sighed
"But she still might die" Chandler mumbled
"C'mon Chan, think positive" Joey put his arm around Chandlers shoulder but it was quickly brushed off
"Think positive? How can I think positive when the love of my life is in there?" Chandler pointed to the room where Monica was "And even if she is okay, what's to stop her doing it again, this isn't an illness, this is something she did to herself, she took the overdose, she didn't want to live anymore!" Chandler broke down "And its all my fault"