A/N: Hello again. Thought I would update again cause you all seem to enjoy it. Oh, let me make this clear: RANDLER WILL NOT GET TOGETHER CAUSE I AM ANTI-RANDLER. I HATE IT! I AM TEAM MONDLER/MATTENEY! to answer a PM. Anyway, I will try to update but I do have a lot on my plate + school. So yea. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own none of the friends characters. I do own the Nurses, Dr. Samuels and the Bing babies.

Chapter 4: TCW Thanksgiving Isn't So Bad.

Chandlers POV:

I lay on his hospital bed in pain. My head hurt. Everywhere hurt. I sat up. As I opened my eyes, I saw I was in Hospital, room 212 to be precise. I looked around. I didn't see Monica. No one, just a nurse in a blue suit coming over towards me. She came and checked me over. I got up out of my bed when I realised I couldn't stand on my left leg. Hence the wheelchair and the cast. I lowered myself into it and wheeled over to the window. I was still in my normal clothes. Though my good jeans were now missing half of one leg.

"DUDE!" Joey shouted as he ran into my room.

"Joe? What are you doing here?" I ask

"Never mind that! Monica's in labour you have to come!"

"Oh my god where is she?"

"Follow me!" He said with urgency as I followed him into the room where she was.

Monica's POV:

Where is he? I am going to be giving birth shortly! As if on cue, Chandler came rolling in in his wheelchair and placed himself next to me.

"Hey babe how you holding up?" He asks me planting a kiss on my cheek.

"I've been better let's put it that way," I said with a slight chuckle "what's with the wheelchair?"

"The nurse told me I've broken my leg. That's why there's a cast round it." He says sarcastically.

"Okay okay! Enough with th-" I say cut of mid-sentence by a contraction. As soon as the nurse sees me, she comes over.

"Okay Monica it looks like it's time for the delivery room for you. Only the husband can follow." The nurse says taking me away.

Chandler staggers after me on his crutches.

"I assume you're the husband?" The nurse questions. Chandler nods his head.

All 3 (well, all 5 of us technically) of us went down to the delivery room. When we got in, I hoped onto the bed and held onto Chandler's hand. Chandler was using a single crutch at the moment so I could hold onto me. The nurse has provided him a seat so he could sit down. Not long after, Dr. Samuels came over on his spinney stool and looked down.

"Okay Monica. It's time to push." Dr. Samuels said. I closed my eyes and pushed as hard as I could. "You're doing great!" Dr. S said.

"C'mon honey you can do this." Chandler said gripping my hand. I push again. I push 3 more times.

"Congratulations Monica its Bing Baby Number 1!" He says.

"Oh My God." I and Chandler chorused.

"He's so tiny," I say "where are they taking him?"

"They're just cleaning him up. He will give them both to you when the other is born."

"Okay."

"Alight Monica you know what I'm gonna say!" Dr. S told me.

"Yes I do." I say as I begin to push. I pushed until Bing baby no 2 was born.

"Here are your two sons…" Dr. S said happily "…I'll give you two a minute"

"They're so tiny!" I exclaim

"I know. I guess Thanksgiving isn't all bad." He says happily.

We both look at each other then at the babies.

"I know what we should call them." I say breaking the comfortable silience.

"Really? What?"

"We should call them…"

End of Chapter 4.