The One With the Court Letter

AN: I am trying to write these chapters as fast as I can, so I can move on with other Friends Fanfics!

DISCLAIMER: blah, blah, read it in another chapter!

So, no one told you life was going to be this way,

Your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A,

It's like you're always stuck in second gear,

When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month,

or even your year,

But...

I'll be there for you!

When the rain starts to pour,

I'll be there for you!

Like I've been there before,

I'll be there for you!

'Cause you're there for me too...

Monica and Chandler were at their home; it was long after they had heard of the miscarriage (about two months after). That was one month and a half after they heard that Phoebe was having twins. Monica tried to be happy for her, but it was too hard. She tried to suppress her feelings to a deep place inside of her, but alas she couldn't. And on one crisp day, things were about to get worse…

"Hey, Mon, I just heard someone knock on the door! Can you get it, imma little busy…" Chandler yelled out from the living room. Monica came running in.

"Sure," she said has she ran up to the door. "Who are you?" she asked when she opened it. It was a man in pizza uniform.

"Hello, Bing residence?" the man asked.

"Yea, why? We didn't order pizza." Monica said.

The man opened the pizza box, and their lay an envelope. He grabbed it and handed it to her. "Mrs. Bing, you have been served."

"Served?" Monica asked.

"Oh god, another one that doesn't know what served means." The man said.

"I know what it means,"

"Oh good, then I better be going…" the man ran away.

"Honey, Chandler…the letter came." Monica told her husband, "it came." She repeated crying.

"Okay, so, who's gonna open it?" The looked at each other "Not it!" Chandler exclaimed.

"This isn't a matter about 'who's it' this is about our children. Now, let us open the letter together." Monica said, wiping her face from the tears.

After they opened the letter, they read it, slowly. It told them the date and the time to go to court. And as they read it, they cried. They new that the day printed on the letter could be the last day they see their beautiful children.