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It had been a few days later. Monica had refused to leave his bedside, because she wanted to be there when he woke up. She had drifted off to sleep by accident, only waking up when she felt him squeeze her hand. But when she opened her eyes, he was still asleep. She sighed softly, then glanced towards the door as it opened.

Rachel walked in followed by Joey, Ross, and Phoebe. "We are back!" Rachel spoke up, walking over to stand beside Monica with Ross beside her, while Joey and Phoebe stayed to the other side of the bed.

Monica was happy that everyone was here again, and missed it so much. She missed going to Central Perk with everyone. She missed laughing and cracking jokes. Ross, Rachel, and Richard could never make her laugh as much as Chandler always had. She reached over and kissed his forehead. "I love you, Chandler," she whispered softly.

Even though they were together in the room again, she still felt the tension. She tightened her grip around his hand. "Chandler?" She whispered softly. "It may be awhile before we can fully be together again, but I just want you to know that I will always love you."

The room fell in complete silence, no one knowing what to say, or whether or not they should break the silence. Monica enjoyed this time to get her thoughts together. She reached over and touched the cast around his right arm. "I'll always be here for you," she whispered softly.

Not long after that, Chandler slowly opened his eyes, wincing slightly at the bright light. No one spoke for a long time afterwards, not even him. He took a deep, painful breath. "Ow," he said softly, trying to sit up.

Monica quickly pushed him back down gently. "No, don't try to move right now." She said softly. "You suffered from a few broken ribs, remember the doctor telling you that?" She asked.

Chandler was just glancing at her in confusion. He wondered briefly why he felt closer to Joey and Phoebe, than to Monica, Ross, and Rachel.

Monica took a deep breath. Why wasn't he saying anything? She wondered silently. She breathed a sigh of relief when the doctor walked in to check on him.

"How we doing today?" The doctor asked, cheerfully. "Your awake, I'm glad." He glanced at the chart in his hands. "It says here that if there's no more complications, then you should be able to go home in a few days."

Chandler just nodded, not saying a word.

"Why hasn't he said anything since he woke up?" Monica asked concerned. "Normally he would talk to us and tell us some joke, or say something sarcastic, but he hasn't spoken since he woke up a little bit ago."

The doctor looked puzzled. "I'm not sure about that. Maybe he has nothing to say?" He suggested, then scribbled something on the clipboard. "I'll be back in a little bit to check on him." He walked out of the room.

Monica watched him leave, then sighed. She glanced back at Chandler. "So you okay? Need anything? Anything at all?" She asked softly, slowly sliding her fingers down his cheek.

Chandler shook his head, then closed his eyes again.


It had been a few days later. Chandler still had not spoken since he woke up, but wouldn't let Monica, Rachel, or Ross help him with anything. He wasn't sure why though.

He had been discharged, and was waiting outside for the others. He leaned against the building, when the others finally came out. They got into Phoebe's cab, then headed back towards the apartment. He had been given a prescription of pain killers, which always made him want to sleep.

When they had gotten to their respective apartments, he went straight into his bedroom to sleep off the meds.

Monica was sitting on the couch. "What's wrong with him? Why won't he say anything?" She wondered to herself, glancing towards his bedroom door, which he had forgot to close.

Phoebe shrug. "Give him some time. He's just got out of the hospital."

Monica sighed, then nodded slowly. "Alright, your right." She said, glancing at the floor.


Monica had fallen asleep on the couch the night before. She glanced sleepily at her watch, then sighed. It was 8:00 AM. She slowly got up, then went back to her apartment, across the hall. When she walked in, everyone minus Chandler were in there. She glanced around. "Where is..?"

Ross glanced up from his bowl of cereal. "He just went for a walk earlier, he'll be back."

She sat down at the table. "How is he today? Does he seem alright?"

He thought a moment. "Yah, he seemed alright today."

She gave a sigh of relief. "That's good."

Then the door opened, and Chandler walked back in. He took his jacket off, then went to sit on the couch beside Joey and Phoebe.

Monica sighed, then stood up from the table, and walked over to sit in the comfy chair beside the couch. "Chandler? Can you say something to me today?" She asked hesitantly. "Please?"

Chandler just glanced at her for a moment, but stayed silent.

She took a deep breath. "What do you want me to say? Want me to say I'm sorry? It wasn't just my fault here! Oh, wait.. you didn't remember us breaking up though.." she glanced at him in confusion. "So why do you seem so mad at me?"

He shrug. "I don't know, okay?!" His voice was hoarse because he hadn't used it in a while. "I just don't feel that close to you, Ross, or Rachel anymore. I feel closer to Joey and Phoebe, but I don't know why!"

She stood up from the chair, then went to pacing. "You don't know why?! Because of our fight! We were separated because of our fight! You were telling me how much you hated marriage! Richard said that he would marry me! I didn't know about the surprise proposal you were gonna give to me until Joey told me, but by then, it was too late! After that, you tried to kill yourself!"

He was just staring at her, his eyes wide at her sudden outburst.

She sunk back down into her chair. "I'm sorry," she said softly, rubbing her forehead. "I didn't mean that." She apologized. "Obviously, we just can't pick up where we left off. I guess we all just need to rebuild our trust in each other."

He slowly stood up, then without another word to her, walked out of the apartment.

Tears slid down her cheeks as she watched him leave, then covered her mouth with her hand. She hadn't meant to yell at him, all her hurt just poured out at once. He had left, but she hoped it wasn't for good.

Phoebe stood up. "We will talk to him. You just need to keep your attitude in check, Mon." She walked out after him, Joey exchanged a glare with Ross, before following after them. He obviously hadn't forgotten Ross's hostility.

Monica watched them leave. "Pheebs is right," she said softly. "I do need to watch my attitude before I lose him for good." She glanced towards the door, hoping they would come back in soon.


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