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Monica lifted a shaky hand to hold onto the door frame and steady herself. This couldn't be real. But sure enough, there he was. Chandler. Her Chandler. Neither of them said a word, not trusting themselves to speak. He took a step towards her, and before her brain had time to register what was happening, she was taking a step towards him, both of them slowly closing the gap. Soon enough, they were close enough that if one of them reached out, they would be able to touch the other. This felt totally surreal, even just being this close to him made Monica's heart beat faster in her chest and caused her breathing to increase. She had to break his gaze, she was afraid her eyes would give away too much. That had always been one of Chandler's gifts, he was able to tell exactly what she was thinking with one look into her eyes.

She gasped as she felt his finger under her chin, tilting her face upwards so she was once again looking into his eyes. She was surprised to see unshed tears threatening to escape, and the intensity of his gaze made her breath catch in her throat. She had gone over this moment so many times in her head, a part of her always knowing that he would come back. But nothing could have prepared her for what he did next.

He placed his hand gently on the back of her head and wrapped the other round her waist and pulling her close, placing his lips on hers. She didn't have time to think, she simply snaked her arms round his neck, running her fingers through his hair as she melted into the kiss. She pressed her body against his, wanting to be as close as possible to him, needing to be close to him. Surely it wasn't possible to have missed someone this much. He lightly ran his tongue along her lips, and she parted them, granting him entry. This was better than she could have ever imagined. She had tried so many times to tell herself that she didn't need him, that she could live without him, but she couldn't have been more wrong.

But then she heard a soft cry coming from the corner of them room, and came crashing back to reality. She pushed him away, removing his hands from where they were clasped around her waist.

"Get out." She whispered softly, barely audible as tears began to run down her face.

"What? Look Mon ..." Chandler took a step towards her holding his hand out but recoiling again when she took another step back.

"I said get out." She ran a hand through her hair as she finally brought her eyes up to meet his. "I can't do this."

It killed her to watch him go, wiping his eyes as he made his way along the corridor. Before, she hadn't thought it was possible for her heart to break any more, but God, was she wrong. And it took every ounce of strength she had in her not to run after him and throw herself into his arms, where she belonged.

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Joey jumped out from behind the corner, startling Chandler.

"Whoa, what happened man?" He looked genuinely concerned as he noticed Chandler's expression and the tear staines on his cheeks.

"I can't deal with this." He tried to walk round Joey, but he put a hand on his shoulder to stop him.

"Chandler. What happened?"

"She told me to get out." His voie was barely audible, and Joey had to strain to hear him.

"But she's only like a month old dude." In any other curcumstance Chandler would have found Joey's lack of brain cells funny, but not today.

"Oh God, i'd forgotton. Jesus, how did this happen?"

"Look man, start from the beginning, what exactly happened when you went in?"

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Rachel had followed Monica up to Hannah's room about 10 minutes later, and gasped when she found Monica slumped in a chair in the corner of the room, her body shaking with sobs.

"Oh God, is Hannah okay?!" But she looked over to the crib and saw her chest slowly rising and falling as she slept. Monica looked up, trying to catch her breath as she attempted to try and explain to Rachel what had just happened, still trying to get her own head round it.

"He ... Chandler ... here ... kissed me." She collapsed back into the chair as she was overcome with sobs once again.

"Whoa, slow down. Chandlers here?" She knelt beside Monica, rubbing circles on her back, and noticed that she nodded. "I swear to God, if i see that man ..."

"Rachel please." Monica wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, trying once again to regain her composure. "Please don't. Just stay here, i really need you right now."

"Yeah, sorry hon. I'm just so mad at him, is all. I mean, look at what he's doing to you."

"Rach, don't. Please." She buried her face in her hands, willing the tears to stop flowing so fast. So much for never crying over him again.

"Mon, can you just try and tell me what happened." Rachel tilted Monica's chin up with her finger, just as Chandler had done, and Monica broke down again. "I just want to help you. Please." Monica nodded and looked up at her friend, her eyes full of concern, and took a deep breath before speaking.

"I came up to check on Hannah, and then i got here and Chandler was just standing in the room." Rachel gasped, but then squeezed Monica's hand, encouraging her to keep going. "And neither of us said anything, we just looked at eachother for what seemed like an eternity. Then he started walking towards me, and it was as if my brain wasn't functioning properly, he seems to have that effect on me. And then he was kissing me, and i was kissing him back. It was so perfect." By this point her tears had subsided and she was staring off into space, reliving the kiss. Rachel put a hand on her knee and she jumped, looking back at Rachel.

"Oh my God," Rachel breathed, "And then what happened."

"I-I told him to get out." Monica broke down into sobs again, realising that she could have potentially just ruined any chance she might have had at fixing anything. "I just couldn't cope. It was too much. He can't expect to just kiss me and make everything go away. He can't erase this past year."

"Honey, I know. You know what? You need to talk to him." She wrapped an arm around Monica, allowing her to lean her head against her shoulder.

"Yeah but what the hell am i supposed to say? Rach, he broke me. In so many ways that i didn't think were possible. I'm not even the same person i was a year ago. So much has happened." Rachel felt Monica's tears begin to soke through her t-shirt. But she couldn't say anything, because Monica was completely right. She had changed. They all had. And it was impossible to go back to the way things were. Monica was obviously thinking the same. "I mean, what does he expect? That i'm just gonna forgive him, and we can go back to how we were? Because that's not gonna happen. I can't do that." These last few words came out as a whisper as the tears began to flow faster.

"Mon, you just have to ask yourself one thing." Rachel continued to rub her friends back, finding comfort herself also.

"What's that?" Monica sniffed as she looked up at Rachel. She took a few moments to answer, not trusting herself to speak after seeing just how much pain was evident in Monica's eyes. So much more than when he had first left.

"Do you still love him?" Monica nodded slowly, reaching up to hold onto her engagement ring which was hanging on a chain round her neck.

"Yes. With all of my heart."

"Then i think you have your answer." She wrapped her arms around Monica, finally allowing herself to cry as well. This was going to be a rollercoaster ride for all of them.

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Monica walked along the corrider and turned the corner, stopping in her tracks when she saw Joey and Chandler sitting on the chairs. Chandler was bent over with his head in his hands, and Joey had a hand on his shoulder, staring off into space. She cleared her throat and both heads immediately snapped round. Chandler wiped his eyes hastily when he saw Monica but stopped when he saw that she too was crying.

"Mon, i'm so, so ..." She held up a hand and cut him off. He looked at her, silently asking what was going on. She shot Joey a look and he got up and swiftly walked down the corridor in the other direction. She went and sat down in a chair next to Chandler, absentmindedly fingering the ring round her neck, as both of them sat in silence. She managed to resist the urge to throw her arms round his neck and kiss him again, because even though she still loved him, he had completely broken the trust that she had in him. He had left without a trace, leaving no note, no goodbye. But it was obvious he still loved her too, it was obvious from that kiss. She could feel it. But that didn't mean she was going to forgive him. For so long he was her best friend, and the love of her life. She had never thought he was capable of hurting her. Obviously she was wrong, because now her heart was in pieces and she didn't even know how to start trying to piece them back together yet.

"We really need to talk."

Okay, another cliffhanger, kinda haha! I seem to like them :) Hope you enjoy this chapter, its been my favourite to write so far :D Please leave a review, they encourage me to get off my ass and write!

I probably won't manage an update until next weekend, but i'll try my hardest. :)