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Pregnant. The word spun around Chandler's head. What was he supposed to do with that? How could she be pregnant? They had been so careful. He wasn't ready to be a parent. He had only recently started to conquer his fear of commitment with women, how was he supposed to handle a child? He started to feel dizzy.

"Are you going to say something?" Monica interrupted his thoughts.

"I need to sit down." His legs felt weak, like he might faint. The both walked over and sat on the couch.

"I don't know what to say Mon, what are we supposed to do?" Chandler finally spoke up after a long yet surprisingly not awkward silence.

"I don't know." Monica spoke honestly. She really didn't know what to do. How were they supposed to handle this especially in the midst of their biggest fight?

"I'll be here." The words flew out of his mouth, so simple yet so powerful. Monica looked at him surprised

"What?"

"I want to be here for you and the baby." He said his voice a little shaky, not that he couldn't believe what he was saying, but that he couldn't believe he actually meant it.

Monica started crying. She didn't know if it was the hormones or the fact that Chandler had just said the exact right thing to her. This was going to be scary but for the first time in a while Monica felt like things were actually going to be ok.

"I'm so sorry. I was a real asshole and I have no excuse for the things I said to you, but I'm still new at this and I have to learn how to filter out some of the things I say." Chandler's apology was sincere.

"It wasn't all you, well it was mostly you, but I'm sorry too. I love you so much and I know we can handler this. So we had a fight we wouldn't be a normal couple if we didn't."

"How far along are you?"

"Six weeks, but can we talk about this later? I'm kind of tired." She asked.

Chandler scooted closer to Monica, wrapping his arm around her as he used his free hand to brush a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"Were going to get through this Monica, I know we are." He said reassuring himself as much as he was Monica. They stayed wrapped in each other's embrace until they both drifted off to sleep.

Monica woke up her body in a very uncomfortable position. Her movements also waking Chandler.

"How do you feel?" He asked groggily.

"How do you feel?" She asked accusingly.

Chandler looked confused. "You're the pregnant one."

"Seriously Chandler, you feel very warm. Are you still sick?" She said placing her hand on his forehead.

He looked at her annoyed. "I'm fine." His statement was simple, yet it got his point across.

"Ok." She dropped the topic. "You hungry? I was going to make spaghetti." She said walking to the kitchen.

"No, no, no. I'll make it." Chandler said hopping off the couch.

"I'm not going to argue with that." She loved when Chandler cooked for her.

He put on Monica's apron that had little ducks on it and began to cook the food. Monica looked at Chandler concerned. Maybe it was the stress of finding out about the baby, or maybe he was just still not completely over being sick, but there was something off about him and she had a feeling it wasn't good.

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