Sorry I took so long to update but I've been so busy with school and work, I haven't found the time to write anything. Hope ya enjoy the chapter:)

Chandler awoke, the afternoon sun shining across his face. He groaned as he clumsily stumbled into the living room. He looked around and noticed the whole gang was over eating around the table obviously something Monica prepared.

"Well look who decided to join us." Rachel said when she noticed his presence.

"Wait. You just woke up now? It's like 2:00." Ross added.

"I was tired." He replied simply

"Do you want something to eat?" Monica asked. "I made some tacos, had a craving." She smiled.

Chandler smiled back. "I think I'll just make some toast." Tacos didn't seem the way to go with an upset stomach. He didn't need to worry Monica with the fact that he was still nauseous.

"Ok." She glanced over at her boyfriend. Why did he look so sickly? The fact that he slept for seventeen hours was also a little unsettling.

"You feel ok Chandler?" Phoebe asked. Which made Monica happy that she didn't have to be the one to ask. "You look horrible." She added.

Chandler shrugged; he didn't know what to say.

"Maybe you should see a doctor, you seem really off lately." She continued.

"Yea." Ross added. "You never really recovered from being sick and it's been like a while now."

Chandler nodded.

"Why don't you go today. I'll take you." Monica spoke up.

"OK." Chandler obliged; he didn't want to upset Monica.

Later on around 3:30 Chandler and Monica arrived at the doctor's office. He was seen right away by the same nurse as the last two times. Chandler looked up as the doctor entered. "Mr. Bing I've seen too much of you lately." The doctor said walking into the examining room.

"Tell me about it, I can't seem to shake this bug."

"So you're still experiencing the same symptoms?" The doctor questioned.

"No, not exactly. The cold part of it's gone, like the sneezing and coughing, and the sore throat is non existent but the nausea has gotten worse and I've been getting these real bad migraines and sleeping a lot."

"How often do you get the headaches?"

"Everyday, they last for hours too."

"Hmmm." The doctor thought out loud. "Are you under a lot of stress?"

"Actually yea, lately."

"I think this is natures way of telling you that you're dealing with too much. You're body is exhausted. I'm going to prescribe something for the headaches. But you need to manage your stress better. Take breaks at work. Get plenty of sleep and eat healthy. If they don't go away within a week then I want to see you again.

"Thank you doctor." He said getting up.

"No problem." He replied handing him the written prescription.

Chandler entered the waiting room Monica stood up.

"So..." She inquired.

"Stress." Chandler replied simply.

"What?"

"The doctor said I'm under too much stress."

"Stress? That's what's making you so sick?"

"Yea, he gave me a prescription for the migraines but basically said there is nothing wrong with me, just that it's natures way of telling me that I need to handle my stress better."

"I'm sorry baby, I don't want to cause you stress." Monica said her voice almost a whisper.

"Honey, you are my relief from stress, not the cause." He replied.

"Thanks, that was sweet of you, but we both know that it has to do with our fight and the baby."

"Let's go home a curl up in front of the TV." Chandler said changing the subject. "We can be lazy tonight."

"OK." She said taking his hand. "We can spend the whole rest of the day getting you healthy again."

Chandler smiled. "Yea, just the three of us."

"Just the tree of us." She repeated.

They walked hand in hand.

This is going to be an interesting nine months.

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