Judy stood at Ross' right and Jack at his left. They waited patiently as the attendants made their way down the temple aisle. As a Geller cousin, made her way. The three of them started with the congregation watching.

This was it. The woman he would spend the rest of his life with. Carol Willick in a matter of minutes would be Carol Geller. He knew she was standing back there, but he didn't want to tempt fate. The rule is the groom can't see the bride before the ceremony, or it's bad luck. He took one quick look at the veiled beauty behind him.

As they reached the front, Chandler stood on the side. He kept feeling to see if his yamakah was still on. This was so weird to him because he had no religious upbringing. He personally believed that his parents were both the spawns of Satan. Maybe that was it, he was the child of the Devil. Ross had a river of sweat rolling off of his forehead , mixed with the gel to spike his hair. Next he took a handkerchief from his tuxes breast pocket and proceeded to blow his nose. Looking up , he caught sight of her.

She was a vision in white as she floated toward him. He still couldn't believe that a woman like this was going to be his wife and bear his children. George and Adelaide accompanied her as she made her way to the front. Carol cautiously stepped away as she turned to face her groom and the rabbi uttered the words of the ancient ceremony. Tears filled her eyes as she stood holding his sweaty hand. Slowly she moved her hand away and took the cup to drink a sip from. As the ring was slipped on her finger, she looked down at the plain gold band shining from the sun hitting it. A new day was dawning in her life.

Ross had Chandler set the glass down on the ground and he tried and failed three times as he stomped his foot to break the glass.

"Damnit. " he cursed. Finally his foot came down and the glass was shattered. "Matzeltov" everyone shouted as Monica lifted the veil and Ross kissed Carol.

"How do you feel Mrs. Geller?" Ross happily asked Carol. Giggling she threw her arms around her husband as they twirled around the dance floor. A video camera followed them as they made every move.

The band struck up Havah Nageela as the bride and groom were lifted up in the chair. Unfortunately as much as he had been drinking and as nervous as he was , Ross had to be put down and Chandler helped him to the bathroom.

"Hell of a way to start a marriage dude." Chandler said as he held his buddy's head as he threw up.

"I couldn't help it. I was so nervous and then the bouncing up and down made it worse." Ross said. "I think I am alright now." he said as he straightened his tie.

"Hey buddy, you really don't mind me dancing with your sister , do you? " Chandler asked anxiously. He thought Monica was absolutely gorgeous with her raven hair and dark blue eyes. It was his lucky day to be paired with Monica as the best man and maid of honor.

"Nah go on, go for it. Unless you are going to try to go to bed , then know I will kick your ass. That is my baby sister." Ross said patting his sweaty forehead with a handkerchief from his pocket.

Chandler and Ross walked out of the bathroom. Carol ran to her husband's side. "Are you alright honey?" she asked concerned.

"Yeah nothing a good twelve hours sleep couldn't cure." he joked. "But I am going to be busy tonight , so no sleep." he smiled and kissed her.

Chandler put his hand through his sandy brown hair and took a breath then he walked over to Monica .

"Would you care to dance , Monica?" he asked quietly. "But I got to warn you, I am the world's worst dancer." he laughed.

"No one is that bad."

"I am." he said seriously.

"Okay I like to take chances." she smiled and offered her hand to him. "I promise this time to not cut your toe off."

"You remembered." he said.

"Not one of my finest moments." she said. "I was young and foolish and stupid."

"Do you know that your brother called me Sir Limps A Lot for a year after that happened?" Chandler said.

"What can I say , he isn't the coolest guy I know." laughed Monica.

"Yeah he is my best friend, but he is a bit of dork. But I am not really that far off myself." Chandler admitted.

Monica looked into his deep blue eyes. "Oh I wouldn't know about that." she said as she laid her head on his shoulders. She could get very used to this.

"See I didn't injure you too much." Monica laughed. The orchestra stopped and Chandler and Monica made their way to the head table.Ross leaned over to whisper something to Chandler. "Oh and by the way, when you get married. Guess where we are having your bachelor party?"

"The basement of a Pizza Hut?' Chandler said weakly. "I didn't know okay." Chandler stood up and tapped his knife on the glass. He cleared his throat. "Attention, I have been kidnapped by Russian spies to be here tonight. No, seriously, I am here to give a toast , yet I don't even have any bread. " he laughed . "Anyway it's going to be that kind of a crowd. Okay, now I am going to try to be serious. Ross and I have known each other for four years and he is a really great guy and one of the most talented keyboardists I know. Of course , I don't know that many. But anyway, I would just like to wish him and Carol much happiness and much babies."

He lifted his glass . "To Ross and Carol." Everyone joined in. Ross turned to his new wife and he didn't care if everyone saw him or not.

He was married to the most beautiful woman in the world .