Author's Note: Thank you for all the reviews. Someone wrote "kill Richard not Pheebs", and believe you me, I much rather would have killed him off than her. But that's not the way the story works.

I was actually going to skip right ahead ten years and get to the action…but then I realized my R/R plot would go up in flames…and we can't have that happening. Anyway, thanks for the reviews, they make my day…especially since my computer doesn't say "You've got Mail". I've got Phoebe's voice saying, "Hey, you've got mail!" It's really funny! And when I sign onto AOL, Joey's voice says "Heeyy" and when I log out, Chandler's says "Oh, sure, goodbye". Just thought I'd share. :D

Also…Monica and Rachel's apartment is number 20, and Joey and Chandler's is 19, right? I always miss it when they show the numbers…gaaaahhh……

(One Month Later)

Chapter 2

Chandler glanced around his bedroom for one last time. He smiled at the door that had been sawed in half, and then sighed. After a few minutes, he picked up his bag and walked out into the living room/kitchen/dining room. Joey, Ross, Rachel, Monica, and Richard were waiting, and they all turned to face him. He resisted the urge to kick Richard.

He glanced around the room, the sad faces weighing his heart down. Things had not been the same since Phoebe's funeral- none of them seemed to have anything to say to each other. And when he'd been offered a promotion in Philadelphia, he took it gladly- he needed to start again.

"Well, I guess…I guess this is goodbye," he said weakly. An instant later, Joey had him in a tight hug. The other three joined, and Richard stood awkwardly on the side.

It was comforting to be bear-hugged. He couldn't remember feeling a moment like this since Phoebe had realized she was pregnant with the triplets- the triplets that had also not survived the car crash.

They slowly broke apart, and he realized that they were all crying- including himself. Brushing away tears, he handed Ross a piece of paper, "Cell phone number. Don't worry; I'm not going to change it."

Ross nodded and handed Chandler a piece of paper, "Our cell phones, and we're not going to change them either."

Chandler gave a weak smile, took a deep breath, and walked out of the apartment.

As he closed the door, the first thing he wanted to do was walk into a wall.

He stood there for a moment, in the hallway, looking at the door to Monica and Richard's apartment. It sounds so stupid, he thought angrily. That's Monica and Rachel's…or Monica and Phoebe's…or me and Joey's…never, ever Richard's…

He sighed and took a last, fond look at apartments 19 and 20. Then he began to walk away from them, towards the stairs.

The door to number 19 opened and someone came out. Chandler turned around to see Monica Geller behind him.

"Hey," she said quietly.

He nodded in silent acknowledgement.

"Thanks for…being there…and…everything," she said through tears. He hesitated for a moment, and then pulled her into a tight hug. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they stayed that way for a few minutes- far too short of a period for Chandler- until she finally, reluctantly, broke away, "I'm going to…going to miss you a lot."

"Me too," he replied softly. More than you know…

"I mean…first, Phoebe…Phoebe had to-had to- had to g-g-go…And now, you're leaving…I'm married…Rachel's p-p-pregnant…"

Chandler jumped back in shock, "She's what!"

"Shit, I wasn't supposed to t-t-tell you that…" she gave him a weak smile, "It's Ross's…they had…sex…in Greece…"

Chandler's mouth dropped open, "Uh…Did the thought of 'Emily' occur to them!"

"I d-don't know…but now Ross and her are d-d-divorced, so it doesn't matter… Everything's so different, it's all screwed up…"

Chandler brushed away some of the hair that had fallen into her face as she continued to cry. He kissed her on the forehead, "It's going to be OK…I'll see you soon."

She looked up and smiled at him, "At least in eight months."

"Absolutely. Wouldn't want to miss a baby coming out of Rachel."

"Bye, Chandler…and thanks…again."

Chandler merely smiled a sad smile, turned around, and left.

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"Ross?"

Ross turned around to face an uncomfortable-looking Rachel, "What is it?"

"Why don't you sit down?" she said with a sigh. Ross looked at her confusedly, and then sat on Joey's couch. She sat next to him, then jumped up and stood in front of him, "OK, Ross…I've got to tell you something…big," she added.

He gave her a signal to continue.

She took a deep breath, "Okay, okay, okay… In Greece, we kind of made a mistake. We had sex, and we shouldn't have, and I know we're both sorry that happened. But we also…"

She drifted off and closed her eyes, rubbing her forehead with her right hand as Ross watched her on the edge of his seat. Finally, she opened her eyes, "Ross, we forgot to use… a condom… I'm pregnant."

Ross's mouth dropped open and he fell face-first onto the floor.

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"Why did he take that job?" Joey said through a few tears, holding a beer car so fiercely that Monica was afraid it might explode all over her kitchen. She took Joey's other hand and squeezed it.

"I'm not sure," she said softly.

"He could've stayed here and kept his job! But no, he's gotta move to Philly!" Joey said angrily, banging his fist on the table. Then, for one sudden moment, he was completely silent, as though something had just dawned on him, "Wait a minute…this doesn't have anything to do with," he dropped his voice dramatically, knowing that Richard was in the bathroom, "you and him having sex in London, does it?"

Monica covered her mouth with her hand in shock as she gasped. She lowered her hand, "How the hell do you know about that?"

Joey suddenly found the table very interesting; he stared at it as he said, "Chandler told me on the plane."

"He what!" Monica hissed, "He said he wouldn't tell anyone!"

Joey looked into her eyes again, "Mon, don't you get it?"

"Get what?"

At this moment, Richard appeared from the bathroom and saw Monica and Joey whispering to each other, "What's going on?"

"Nothing," they said simultaneously.

Richard frowned.

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"I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts standing in a row…big ones, small ones, some the size of your head…" Chandler sung to himself as he waited to board the plane to Philadelphia. A blonde woman next to him turned to face him and smiled.

"You've got a nice voice," she said.

Chandler smiled back, "Thank you…?"

She stuck out her hand, "Samantha Romfold."

"Well, thank you, Samantha Romfold," he said, shaking her hand.

She raised an eyebrow.

"Oh! I'm Chandler Bing," he said, and seemed to realize that he was still shaking her hand. He let go, "So, you're going to the land of the cheese steaks?"

She nodded brightly, "I was actually in New York on business, I live in Philadelphia."

He nodded, "Ah, so you're queen of the cheese steaks?"

She laughed and touched his arm.

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Ross picked himself up from the floor and fell back onto the sofa. Then he stood, and then sat again, "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god…"

"I know, I know, it's big, but Ross, it's us!" Rachel said desperately, "This isn't going to be that bad!"

"Oh, you know, you're right, come to think of it!" Ross said loudly, "I've always wanted to conceive a child on my honeymoon with my ex-girlfriend while I was still married to someone else! Yeah, yeah, this is just great!"

Rachel sat next to him, "I know this is going to be hard…but you and Carol had Ben, and it turned out okay…"

"I was married to her before! We didn't create him though adultery!"

Rachel's head fell into her hands, "I know, but that was both our faults! Stop acting like a penis head and let's be adults and try and figure out how this is going to work!"

Ross slowly turned to her, "'Penis head'?"

"It was the only thing that came to mind!"

"So now we're resulting to insults that have to do with the male anatomy!"

Rachel stood up and walked across the room so that she was on the other side of the counter, "Ross, I understand how hard this is for you. But think about me and think about our baby. Either you pull yourself together and you're there one hundred percent for this baby, or you're out of both our lives."

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"It sounds like they were on a break."

"I know!" Chandler said in agreement with Samantha, "I mean, I never told Ross that I sided with Rachel because he was like my best friend, but it was so obvious that they were on a break."

Samantha frowned, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean'?"

Samantha smiled at Chandler's question, "I mean, you said Ross was your best friend. Isn't he still?"

Chandler froze for a moment, and then shrugged, "Um… I guess… things are going to be a lot different since I'm moving to Philly…"

Samantha nodded and stretched, "Wow, I'm having a lot of fun. I'm glad our seats were next to each other."

"Me too! Oh my god…"

"What?"

"I can't believe I just told you the 'we were on a break' story. I mean, I've known you for about an hour, normally I'd just be making really bad jokes."

"Maybe we were just meant to sit next to each other."

Chandler gave her a smile, "Maybe."

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So there's Chapter 2. Please review, you know how much I love you all when you do that. Plus, you'll get some pudding skin singles if you do. ---bribes---