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Chapter 13

Monica pulled away from Ross after awhile and looked up at him.

"Ross there's something I have to tell you" She said softly.

"What is it?" Ross asked. Monica hesitated for a moment.

"The doctor came to see me before…when you weren't here" She told him.

Ross didn't like the sound of Monica's voice. He held her hand and waited for her to continue.

"He said the cancer is spreading faster than they first thought" She said gently. Ross bit his lip and slowly closed his eyes.

"And?" He asked even though he knew what was coming.

"I may not live for as long as we thought" She told him.

"How long?" Ross asked with his eyes still closed.

"…weeks, maybe months" Monica replied. Ross stared at his hands.

He wanted to cry but he had been crying so much lately that he was just so drained. They both sat in silence for a moment.

"Do mom and dad know?" Ross asked. Monica shook her head.

"I was hoping you could tell them, I really don't think I could handle going through all that again…please?" She asked.

"Of course I will" Ross replied, giving her another hug.

Chandler was back at the hospital first thing the next morning. He had gone straight back to his hotel room the night before. He knew that the others most likely didn't know yet, he could tell them later. Chandler stood out the front of the hospital, taking a drag from his cigarette. He had no idea when he had started that up again, it seemed like ages ago now. He dropped it onto the ground and squashed it with his foot then started to walk down the path. He had thought about leaving again. Just packing up and going back to London. It probably would be better for the both of them. A business trip, that's all this was suppose to be, he wasn't even going to see her and now here he was standing in front of the hospital for the second time. He sighed, he didn't want to leave. Everything had happened so quickly and he had no idea what to do. He knew the longer he stayed the harder it would be to leave but he also knew that if he left now, everything would go back to being bad. He sighed and leaned against the nearest tree. He really didn't know what to do. Chandler pulled out another cigarette and was about to light it when a familiar figure, walking across the grass caught his eye.

"Richard" He muttered with a frown. Just at that moment, Richard noticed him too and changed his path, heading towards him.

"Chandler?" He asked with a confused look on his face.

"What are you doing here?" Chandler asked, trying to sound calm.

"I could ask you the same thing?" Richard said back.

"I'm visiting Monica" Chandler told him.

"Yeah well so am I, she is my wife after all" Richard replied.

Chandler was almost taken back by the nasty tone in his voice; it was as though Richard was mocking him.

"Your wife that you walked out on" Chandler said in a matter of fact tone.

Richard glared at him. He was acting so different then how Chandler had seen him before, so mean and possessive. Chandler was suddenly grabbed by the shirt and shoved up against the tree. Richard stared at Chandler for a moment before smiling at him.

"I'll convince her to take me back" He muttered then he leaned in close to Chandler's ear.

"Worked before didn't it?" He whispered with a grin. Chandler's eyes widened.

"W..what?" He asked.

"Didn't take much to convince her either. I promised her everything she could ever want, everything that you couldn't and didn't want to give her" Richard said in a low, amused voice.

"I never said I didn't want those things" Chandler replied with a frown.

Richards smile grew wider. "No…but I did".

The words hit Chandler like a tone of bricks. Richard had convinced Monica to choose him over Chandler…he had lied to her. Chandler suddenly felt his arm swinging and his fist connecting with flesh. A small wave of satisfaction washed over him but was quickly replaced by a hard blow to the stomach. Chandler doubled over in pain and barely had time to regain himself as the next blow came, this time to his face. A few more to the head and Chandler's world suddenly turned black.

Ross walked out the hospital door in search for Chandler. He should have been here by now and Monica really wanted to see him. Ross suddenly stopped as his mouth dropped. He couldn't believe the sight he saw in front of him. The sight of his father's best friend and sister's husband, the nice guy who always seemed at least half interested in Ross' dinosaur lectures. This guy now standing over Chandler's bloodied and bruised body giving him a few hard kicks in the chest.

"Hey!' Ross yelled as he ran over to them. Richard looked up and instantly stopped when he saw Ross.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Ross demanded.

"He just lashed out at me, I was defending myself" Richard lied.

"I saw you beating him up Richard, what are you doing here anyway?" Ross questioned as he dropped to his knees besides Chandler.

"I'm here to see my wife" Richard stated.

"Well Monica doesn't want to see you so I suggest you just go home before I call the police" Ross told him.

He had every intention of calling the police anyway but he wanted this creep as far away from his sister.

"I want to see her" Richard demanded.

"I swear to god Richard if you don't leave I'm calling the cops" Ross replied angrily.

He pulled out his cell phone and called the hospital. He knew he was pretty much right in front of it but he wasn't about to leave Chandler alone in this state, especially with Richard still around. Once Ross got off the phone he looked around and Richard was no where in sight. He turned his attention back to Chandler.

"Hang in there buddy" Ross told him as he waited for the paramedics.

It wasn't long at all before they arrived with a stretcher. Ross watched in silence as his best friend was taken away by the paramedics. How the hell was he going to explain this to Monica?

Chandler opened his eyes and groaned as they met a bright light. Not again he thought to himself. Pain shot through every inch of his body. He let out another groan as he remembered what had happened.

"It's ok sweetie, I'm here" Chandler heard a voice say as a warm hand covered his.

"Mon?" Chandler groaned as he tried to turn his head to look at her. Monica moved closer to the bed so that he could see her.

"Hey" She whispered as she smoothed Chandler's hair back. She looked like she had been crying again.

"You should be resting" Chandler told her, his voice still slightly slurred.

"I'm fine, I had to come see you. I'm so sorry this happened" Monica replied, sitting down in the chair.

"Don't be, it wasn't your fault" Chandler said.

"Yes it is, I should have listened to you Chandler, I shouldn't have believed him then none of this would have happened" Monica mumbled.

"Then I forgive you" Chandler replied softly. Monica took his hand into her own.

"Why? How can you forgive me? I don't even forgive myself so why did you forgive me so quickly?" Monica asked him.

"Because I love you" Chandler answered.

They stared at each other for a long moment before Monica leaned in and kissed him.

"I love you too" She whispered in return.

Monica sat on the bed and they laid together for a long time before she spoke again.

"Chandler, I don't have much time left" She told him gently.

Chandler flinched at her words. He pulled her closer to him as if he was afraid if he let her go she would disappear. He bit his lip and nodded in understanding.

"C..could you do me one last favor?" She asked softly.

Chandler closed his eyes and a single tear rolled down his cheek. "Anything Mon, anything for you…"

Haha! Cliff-hanger…well not really. Please review and I shall update! Next chapter may be the last…we'll see how we go. Thanks!