Chandler woke up not able to open his eyes. It felt like there were 50 pound weights on both his eyelids. When he finally opened them everything seemed brighter then usual.

"Oh no he's awake hold on." Joey said handing Chandler the phone. "It's Ross.

"What does he want?" Chandler mumbled.

"He wants to know where Monica is."

"Hello." Chandler said holding the phone up to his ear which hurt really bad.

"Where's Monica?"

"At home where else?"

"No she's not. "

"What are you talking about Ross? Monica's at home. It's 7:30 over there. She's probably still sleeping."

"She's not home. She was here last night. Why aren't you with her?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Chandler said sitting up hurting even more.

"Monica came to talk to you last night... ring a bell?"

"No. I didn't see her all night. In fact... I haven't seen her all week. I was with Joey all night."

"Well she went to look for you last night and that was all I saw of her."

"I'll call her." Chandler said hanging up. "What the hell is he talking about? Monica's at home." He said dialing his house phone number. He listened and hung up when he heard the answer machine. "Did you see Monica?"

"No. "

Chandler moaned. "I have a hang over."

"Really?" Joey said sarcastically.

"How many did I have?"

"9. Well.. 8 and half. I poured the other half on yourself when you were dancing on my bed."

"And you didn't stop me?"

"No. It was pretty damn funny." Joey laughed.

"Did anyone see?"

"Nope just me." He laughed even more.

"What else did I do?"

"Nothing really. You passed out after that. But before that you were rambling on about Monica."

Chandler dropped his bags on the floor in the foyer. He plopped his keys on a glass table and walked around the first floor of his house looking for Monica. He was told that she had finished her work for the day. He quietly walked up the stairs and into their bedroom. He had finished work early and really wanted to get home to Monica to talk about things since she wasn't answering any of his calls. He looked around the bedroom and couldn't find her. He walked out and went into his and Monica's office. He found Monica sitting outside on the balcony. He walked over to the window and watched her. She was hugging her legs and wearing one of his sweatshirts which was way too big for her and a pair of jeans. Her hair was up in a messy bun. He opened the door causing her to jump. "Hey."

"Hey." She said wiping the tears off her face. "What are you doing here?"

"Same question I was gonna ask you." He said sitting next to her.

She looked at him as though she were going to burst into tears.

"I umm.. finished my work.. you won't answer my calls." He waited for a response and moved closer to her.

"I have to go." Monica said getting up.

Chandler tugged on the sweater making her sit. "We need to talk."

Monica looked down at the sweatshirt. "I'm tired."

"Mon.." He put his finger on her chin. "Sweetie what's wrong?"

"Nothing." She whispered.

"Sweetie tell me. Why are you crying?"

She shrugged and played with the bottom of the sweatshirt.

"I love you." He whispered kissing her cheek. He didn't move as he saw tears slide down her cheeks and touch his lips. "Hey.. It's ok." He said wiping the tears away.

"Why are you with me?" Monica whispered.

"I love you. That's why."

"Do you really?"

"Of course." He laughed. "More then anything."

She looked up and stared into his eyes.

He smiled and took her hand.

"This isn't gonna work you know that?"

"What isn't?"

"Our marriage"

"What of course it is."

"No... It's not. You don't love me like you used to.."

"No I don't.. because I love you more."

"No.. you don't. You love me less then you did." She cried hugging her legs and crying into the sweatshirt.

"No. I don't."

"I've been thinking about this for a while... we're not gonna make it."

"Why?"

"We want different things..."

"Kids? I'll have kids if you really want them."

Monica shook her head. "I don't want kids with you anymore.. I only want them with someone who really wants one. Not someone who thinks they have to have one because their wife, who they don't even want to be with, wants to have one." She got up and wiped the tears off her face with the sleeves of the sweatshirt.

Chandler watched her cry and walk away. Where was she getting all of this? He asked himself. Chandler looked out over the balcony for a while and saw Monica putting a bag into her black Mercedes. "Monica!" She looked up at him. "Wait!" He said running out of the office and down the stairs. He stopped for some breathe and ran outside.

"What?"

"Dinner." He said breathing hard.

"What?"

"You want to go out to dinner tonight?"

"I don't know."

"Please. I want to have dinner with you. "

"Ok.." Monica nodded.

"Where are you going?"

"Ross and Rachel's."

"Do you have to?"

"I'm just going for the night. I just need some time to think."

"Still gonna have dinner with me?"

Monica gave him a small smile. "Yes. I'll have dinner with you."

"Great. I'll pick you up later."

"Ok." She smiled and got into her car.

"WAIT!" Chandler screamed running to her side of the car.

"What?"

"What if the paparazzi follow us home?"

"Why would they do that?"

"Because they always do."

"Well we don't have to go to a restaurant with a million paparazzi."

"I know but you know.. they're every where sometimes we don't even know if they're there."

"Chandler maybe we just shouldn't have dinner."

"No I want dinner."

"Go with Ross. Go with one of your friends. You always go out with your friends when you're home."

"But I want to go with you. We haven't done that in a while."

"Fine I'll stay." She said turning off her car and grabbing her bag.

"Ok." He smiled and took her bag. "What do you want for dinner?"

She shrugged as she walked to the door.

He tried to take her hand but she pushed him away. He closed the door behind him and put her bag next to his in the foyer. He followed her into the kitchen and into the family room. She sat down on a big black leather chair and turned on the tv. He sat next to her. They sat on the couch silently until about 7:30.

Chandler watched Monica poke her chicken with her fork. "So do you like your dinner?"

She looked up and nodded. "It's good."

"Good." He smiled.

"So how was New York?" She asked taking a sip of her coke.

"It was ok... I missed you."

She nodded and took a bite of her chicken.

"I'm sorry for all the fights." He was confused about what she was thinking. She didn't seem mad.. more sad then mad. She said very little to him. As if they were fighting but... they weren't. She was different. Something about her.. was different.

"Me too." She said after a while.

"I love you." He said softly.

She looked up and then back down at her chicken. "How long has this place been open?"

"I think about 2/3 months."

"Good food."

"Yea.." They finished the rest of their dinner without saying anything to each other. "Ready?" Chandler asked as he placed a tip onto the table.

"Yea." She smiled.

He quickly helped her out of her seat and tried to hold her hand. He was pretty surprised when she took it. He smiled as they walked out of the restaurant. Chandler held Monica's hand tighter as they walked to the car. He saw flashes go off in front of him. It was a few photographers.

"Oh god." Monica said looking down.

The flashes kept going off. "Ok you got your pictures! So stop!" Chandler screamed at them.

"How was your dinner?" One of the called out.

"Great.. Now stop taking pictures." Chandler said as they got to his black Escalade SUV. He opened the door for Monica and watched as they continued to click away. "Don't you have enough?" He got into the car and looked at Monica who was looking down and covering her face. "I'm sorry."

"Not your fault.. you didn't know they'd be here."

Chandler started the car and drove away. "I know.. but.."

"Just drive." She said putting her head up as soon as she saw no more flashes.

"Things are gonna get better right?" Chandler looked at Monica.

She looked at him. "What do you mean?"

"Between us... we're gonna be ok right?"

Monica looked at him a little bit longer and looked out the window.

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