Chandler woke up because he accidently layed down on his injured arm while he slept. He moaned in pain.
''Are you ok?'' Monica had woken up.
''I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up.''
''That's ok. Did you lay down on your arm again?''
''Yeah.''
''I'm gonna get you some painkillers.''
''No that's ok.'' Before he could say anything, she was gone.
''There you go.'' she handed him a glass, filled with water and a pill.
''You really don't need to do this. I can take care of myself.''
''I'm partly at fault. I just wanna make it up to you.''
''You already did everything you can possibly do to make it up to me and I said I forgive you. I actually said there is nothing to forgive. Plus, if anyone should try to make anything up, it should be Ross.''
''But he doesn't do anything, does he? Someone has to.''
''That's not true. I can take care of myself. I'm not dying. It's humiliating. You treat me like a Baby.''
Monica was hurt and looked at Chandler in disbelief.
''So that's how you feel about me. I humiliate you.''
''That's not what I meant. It's just that you overreact so much.''
''I'm sorry but I have to do this. It'll kill me if I don't.''
''What?''
''It hurts me a thousand times more than you and watching you getting better makes me feel better, especially when I'm the one who helped you.'' she kissed his cheek.
''I didn't know you felt that way.''
''Of course I do. I love you. Remember what I told you while we were on our Honeymoon? You're the most vulnerable part of me.''
''I love you so much. Do you know that?'' he carressed her cheek.
''I do know. I love you too.'' she kissed him softly and deeply.
''But can you do me a favor?'' he asked her.
''Anything you want, baby.''
''Try do cut it back a little.''
''I'll try my best.'' she smiled.
''Now let's try to get some sleep. Gordon called earlier. Him and his wife are comming over tomorrow for lunch.''
''Great, I think he's gonny pull out the stitches.''
''Good. Do you think you can sleep?''
''C'mere.'' he pulled her close to her and and wrapped his healthy arm around her. They both fell asleep.
The next morning Chandler woke up and recognized Monica had already woken up. He put on his robe and walked out into the living room where he was greeted by the whole group. Monica walked over to him and kissed him deeply and passionately.
''Good morning, Honey.'' she smiled.
''Good morning. What was that for?''
''I just felt like it. I've never been able to do it before and since Ross accepts us now...''
''I see. Morning,Ross.'' he looked over to Ross who was standing by the counter.
''Morning.'' he seemed relaxed.
''How's your arm?'' Rachel asked.
''Good. How's the Morning sickness?'' he asked his pregnant friend.
''I'm getting used to it.'' she replied.
''And the lip?'' Joey asked.
''Still painful but alright.''
''Then how can you kiss her so passionately?'' Rachel asked.
''We worked out a system.''
''What do you mean?''
''Monica has found out a way of kissing me that's not painfull. It actually helps. It's like a massage.''
''How do you do that, Monica?'' Pheobe asked.
''Like this.'' she grabbed Chandler's shirt, pulled him close to her and kissed him just like she did before.
''See?'' she asked, smiling.
Chandler put his arm around her neck and pulled her close to him.
Monica put one arm around his hip and smiled hapilly.
''I think I'm gonna need prove.'' Joey smiled.
Chandler gave him Monicas I'm-gonna-kill-you-look.
''Sorry, Joe. Chandler's the only one who's allowed to kiss me.'' she grinned.
''That's right.'' he kissed her again.
''I gotta start preparing lunch.'' Monica walked toward the kitchen. Chandler let her go and sat down at the table.
''You're having lunch?'' Joey was interested.
''It's not for you, Joey.'' Chandler replied.
''Then for who?'' Joey asked.
''We invited a friend of ours over.'' Monica explained.
''You have friends that we don't know about?'' Rachel looked mad.
''Yeah. It's Chandlers Doctor. He's a nice guy and Chandler invited him.''
''Can we come?'' Pheobe asked.
''No offense you guys, but he's bringing his wife and maybe it's gonna be a cool couple to hang out with, finally. Plus, I don't think you wanna watch him pull out my stitches.''
''Fine. If you don't want us here we can go.'' Joey was upset.
They all went out and Chandler looked at Monica.
''They're gonna be fine. You know them.'' Monica carressed his back.
A couple hours later Monica and Chandler were sitting in the living room and talked. They heard two knocks on the door.
''I'll get it.'' Chandler walked towards the door.
''Hey.'' he greeted Gordon
''Hey Chandler. This is my Wife Grace.'' he introduced his wife.
''Hi.'' Chandler shook her hand. ''This is my Wife, Monica.'' he pointed to Monica who was standing beside him.
After a lot of smalltalk Monica talked to Grace and Chandler stood at the counter with Gordon.
''So how's your lip?''
''It's still painful when I stretch it.''
''So no kissing?'' he joked.
''Monica found away that doesn't hurt. It actually makes it better.''
''Like a massage.'' Monica added after she appeared behind Chandler.
''I see.'' he laughed. ''Why don't I check on that?''
''Good idea.''
Chandler sat down and Gordon checked the stitches.
''I think we can pull them out now.''
''Great.''
''This will hurt a little. The best thing to do is relax and be still so I can softly move the stitches.''
''Ok.''
Gordon placed his 'tool' on the first stitch.
''Are you read?''
''Mhhm''
''Three, two, one'' he pulled it out. Chandler shook and moaned in pain. Monica carressed his back.
''Monica, could you hold Chandlers hands so has something to grab?''
''Sure. Squeeze as hard as you want, Baby.'' she took his hands.
''Three, two, one.'' he pulled out the next one. Chandler shook again and Monica kissed his hands.
After the other three stitches were out Gordon put away his things.
''I gotta say. I've never seen anyone so brave while I pulled out his stitches. You made it very easy to me.''
''Well, you did a good job. It didn't hurt that bad.''
''Honey, I'm so proud of you. I would've screamed.'' Monica laughed.
His lip started to bleed a little.
''Monica, do you have somethig against the taste of blood? I think it would help.'' Gordon pointed to Chandler.
''No, problem.'' she leaned over and softly kissed the blood away from Chandlers lip.
''I like that.'' Chandler smiled.
''Wait, it still doesn't stop.'' Monica leaned over again and kissed Chandler. She literally suck on his lip.
''I think I've got it all.''
''You don't have to drink my blood. You can spit it into the sink.'' Chandler advised.
''I like you're blood. It tastes just as sweet as everything of you.'' she smiled.
''Wow, a jewish women drinks her husbands blood.'' Chandler joked.
''Haha.''
''While we're already on it. Let me check on your arm.''
Gordon took Chandlers arm and pulled it out of the bandage. He moved it a couple of times.
''I think you don't need the bandage anymore. You're getting well surprisingly fast.''
''Well I had a good nurse.'' Chandler carressed Monicas back.
''Just don't preassure it too much.'' he advised.
''I'll try my best.''
''Who wants to eat something now?'' Monica asked.
They all sat down on the table. Monica and Chandler set the table for their guests.
''Wow this is delicious.'' Grace complimented.
''Thank you.''
''Where do you work?'' Gordon asked.
''I work at Allessandro's. I'm the head chef there.''
''Wow. I think that's my favourite restaurant now.'' Grace smiled.
''If you wanna come by some time, just tell me when. It's on the house.''
After the couple had left and Monica had cleaned everything up she sat down next to Chandler.
''How's your lip?''
''Why don't you check it yourself?''
She grinned and kissed him deeply.
''Yeah, I think we're alright.'' she smiled.
''And your hand?'' Chandler asked.
''Why are you asking about my hand?''
''Because of the squeezing.''
''Chandler. You get threat pulled out of your face and worrie about my hands?''
''Yeah.''
''I'm fine, Honey.''
''Are you sure?''
''Did I look like I was in pain?''
''No, you didn't.''
''See.''
''Good because I was making sure not to squeeze.''
''You what? Did you put yourself in more pain just to protect my hands?''
''Well.''
''Chandler, that's ridiculous. Don't accept my help at all?''
''I was just trying to protect you. Remember the time Ross almost broke your hand while you gave him your hands to squeeze them while he got a shot?''
''How do you know about that?''
''He told me. And he also said that you were in more pain than he was.I didn't wanna do that to you''
''Well Ross is a Baby.''
''I know. But I remebered how you told me that you already were in more pain than I was. I didn't want to give you the phisicall pain too.''
''Ohhh Honey. That's so sweet. I love you.''
She kissed him.
''I love you too. More than you can imagine.''
''Oh, I think I can.'' she smiled and looked deep in his eyes.
''Did you know that you can tell, by the spark in your eyes, that you love me?'' she asked.
''Good. Do you know what I see in your eyes?''
''What?''
''Love. And not just for me. No, love for every thing and every one. By the look in your eyes I know that you never wanna hurt anybody.''
''Really?''
''Yeah. But one has to get to know you before he knows the following things. You're loving, carring, kind, smart and you have this smile that lights up my heart. You just have to smile at me to make me feel good.''
She smiled and blushed.
''Exactly. That's the smile I never wanna lose.''
''I love you so much. Please never leave me. After you told me all these wonderful things, you just got me closer to you. You'll never gonna be able to get rid of me again.''
''I wouldn't try to get rid of you.''
''Can you promise me something?''
''Whatever you want.''
''Never leave me. Never make me having to deal with living without you by my side. Because I couldn't do that.''
''I promise.''
She kissed him and rested her body on his. She fell asleep. Chandler picked her up and carefully dragged her into the bedroom. After he had put her to bed, pulled her out of her shoes and wrapped a blancket around her he layed down beside her and held her in his arms.
''Thank you.'' she whispered.
''No problem.''
''I love you.''
''I love you too.''
She pulled herself closer to him and fell asleep in his arms.
He did the same.
They both fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake up until the sun rised.