Hi! Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, I really appreciate it. And sorry it's taken a while (like, nearly a week) to get this one up, but here it is.

She pulled the key out of her pocket then shook her head, laughing to herself: the door hadn't been locked in years! She pushed the door open and, to no one's surprise, her friends were gathered round her kitchen table, eating her cereal and drinking her orange juice.

"Hey Mon, look look!" Joey said, preceding to lift his bowl of cereal to his mouth and drink it.

"Spill any on my floor and I'll have to kill you," Monica threatened, smiling at him.

"So how'd the culinary fair go?" Enquired Ross, tactfully changing the subject.

"Urgh. It was terrible. I guess some people just don't appreciate good food," She replied, hanging up her coat and carrying her luggage over to her room. "Saw Donald Trump waitin' for an elevator, though"

"Hey! That's so weird, I had a dream about him last night!"

"Really Pheebs?"

"Yeah yeah! I dreamt that, well, I was getting married, then er, Ross rode past on this camel and said Donald Trump was outside, so we all went out to see and then he gave me a car!"

"Why was I riding a camel?" chuckled Ross, elbowing Rachel and raising his eyebrows in a look that implied Phoebe had finally lost all sanity.

"I don't know Ross, why did you have a pet monkey?" glowered Phoebe back at him.

"So...I'm gonna get this unpacked,"

"Well obviously" sniggered Rachel.

Monica sighed, shook her head and went into her room. "By the way, have any of you seen Chandler?" She asked, leaning out of her room holding onto the door frame.

"No, guess he isn't back from his work thing yet"

"Oh, OK"

Her four friends had already gone back to discussing Phoebe's strange dream, so they didn't see the brief flicker of panic cross Monica's face. Throwing her bags down at the end of bed, she sat down and rubbed her forehead.

He wasn't back? He must be back, because he wasn't with me in Jersey. He's probably just in his apartment and hasn't come out to greet everyone yet. She concluded in her mind, hoping he'd come out soon so he'd see his luggage she'd left outside his apartment. And also so she could shout at him for leaving her to pay the hotel bill. God, she was so mad at him! How could she have ever thought he cared? Even if they were only friends, which they always had been, he shouldn't have done that!

After an hours intense reorganisation of her drawers, Monica reappeared into the living room, carting a sack of laundry with her.

"Hey" she smiled at Rachel, the others apparently having relocated to the coffee house after having eaten their way out of Monica's kitchen.

"Hey sweetie" Rachel mumbled, going back to flicking through a magazine

"Just off to do some laundry, back later"

Monica exited the apartment. She half smiled at the thought that she actually was off to do some real laundry this time. Well, nearly; she just had one thing to check first.

Dumping the sack on the floor, she knocked at apartment 20, taking some deep breaths and preparing to give Chandler the scolding of his life. 10 seconds passed and no one answered. Another 15 passed and she was still out in the hallway, getting angry. Well, angrier than she was before. How dare he ignore he like this! Running out of patience, she barged into the apartment, stormed over to Chandler's room and nearly knocked the door out of it's frame. She fell into an empty room. He wasn't there! How dare he not be there for her to shout at!

She closed the door and went back out into the hallway. It was then that she noticed his luggage was still where she'd left it. And it was then that she started to get worried.

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