''Good morning, beautiful.''Chandler kissed Monicas hand.

''Good morning, handsome.'' she hugged him tightly.

''Did you sleep well?'' he asked her while he still hugged her.

''Good. You?''

''Good but I woke up early and packed some stuff.''

''Right. This is our last day. When do we have to be at the airport again?'' she asked

''4 o'clock.''

''I can't believe it. I don't wanna go home yet. The time ran so fast.''

''I know. Me neither. But when we get home we'll start to spend the rest of our lives together.'' he smiled.

''That's true.'' she smiled and kissed him deeply.

''I love you so much, Monica Bing.'' Chandler looked her deep in the eyes.

''I love you too, Chandler. Thank you for the best two weeks of my life.'' she hugged him.

''I should thank you.''

''Did you pack everything?'' Monica asked.

''No, I know you love to do that. So how about you pack our stuff and I go get us some breakfast.'' he suggested.

''That sounds like a plan.'' she kissed him goodbye.

After a half hour, Chandler came into the room with his hands full of bags.

''Hey, Honey I'm back!'' there was no answer.

''Mon, are you here?'' still no answer.

He walked out to the balcony where he found Monica looking to the beach.

''There you are.'' he hugged her from behind.

''Oh, hey. You're back.'' she kissed his arm.

''It's beautiful, isn't it?'' she asked, moving closer to him.

''It sure is.'' He kissed her neck.

''I'm really gonna miss this.'' she sighed.

''I know, me too. But we will come back here. I promise.''

''Thank you. But it woudn't be the same. We get to go on our Honeymoon just once.''

''I know.''

''This really were the best two weeks of my life. I'm gonna miss this.''

''I know. Me too. But what is there to miss?''

''Well, everything. The candlellite dinners, the walks along the beach and so much time with you.''

''Honey, just because we're going home, does that mean we can't do that anymore? I mean the walks along the beach are gonna be tough in the city, but you can have as much candlellite dinners as you want. And you worrie about the time with me? We're married. We're gonna spend the rest of our lives together. Isn't that enough time?'' he carressed her cheek, lovingly.

''I know, but nobody interruptet us here. We were just the two of us. For two weeks. And I have to admit. You've never been so wonderful to me.''

''That's true. And if I was nicer to you, first of all: I've been just myself. And second of all: sometimes I'm stressed when I come from work so maybe I'm a little harsh sometimes. I'm sorry about that.''

''That's ok. And it's not like your mean, you're just not as wonderful. But I'm not so perfect either.''

''And if you'd like to spend every night like Honeymoon, that'd be fine with me.'' he joked.

''And-''

''Just shut up and kiss me.'' Monica interrupted him.

She kissed him deep and hungrily.

''I'll think about your suggestion with the nights.'' she said seductively

''Great. And I promise you, from now on I'm gonna do everything I can to make every day like Honeymoon for you.''

''That doesn't take much. You just have to be with me to make me feel ike Honeymoon.''

''There's nothing I wanna do more.'' he kissed her.

''Now let's eat.'' He led her inside and to the table. He pulled out two plates. And placed the food he brought in front of them.

''That looks delicious.'' she said.

After they ate and were ready to go they stopped one last time and looked around.

''Are you still sad about leaving?'' he took Monicas hand..

''Naah... This some time to practise being married to you. And I think the oughts are more than good.'' she softly kissed him.

''Well, then let's go.'' They walked out of the Hotel and made their way to the airport...