Monica went home angry. She couldn't believe her best friend would be against her donor that much that he would switch it out with his own.

But now that she knew, she saw the signs and resemblance in Daniel. He acted just like Chandler and even looked like him too.

"Can Chandler come over and play?" Daniel asked causing Monica back to reality

"No." Monica said getting up off the couch and going over to the kitchen where she would start dinner.

"Why not?" He asked

"Because he is busy." Monica told him

"Busy with what?" He asked sitting down at the kitchen table.

"Other things." She replied

"Will he be at my birthday party?" Daniel asked "He says that eight is the most awesome age anyone could be. Because it's the age that you get to be able to do things that big kids could do." He said

"Danny why don't you go get your shoes and we can go out to dinner."

He smiled "Okay!" He hurried and grabbed his shoes putting them on.

Monica was about to help him tie them when he started to do it himself. She smiled "You know how to tie your shoes?"

He nodded "Chandler taught me."

Monica's smile slowly faded. Was it a mistake treating Chandler like that? It just might have been.

Chandler looked at the invitation he held in his hand.

He grabbed the wrapped gift and walked down the street. It was a long walk to her house but he didn't mind, it gave him time to think of something to say before he reached her.

Chandler reached her house twenty minutes later. He walked up to the front door just as little kids came running out followed by Daniel.

Daniel stopped and looked up at Chandler with a grin on his face "You came!" He hugged him

"Of course I came. I could never miss your birthday." He smiled down at the little boy by his side.

Monica come to the front door and saw Chandler standing there.

"Why don't you go play with your friends while I talk with your mom." Chandler suggested

"Okay." He ran off

Chandler looked back at Monica "Look Mon, I'm so sorry. I wish you knew how sorry I am-"

Monica put her finger to his lips "Don't talk now." She moved in and planted a gentle kiss on his lips. When it broke she rubbed her thumb over his red check "I'm sorry." She kissed the place she slapped him just a few days before.

That's a really short chapter but I hope you liked it. I would do an Epilogue but I have no ideas. So I guess that's it. I was hoping to finish this before school started and I'm glad I did :) This just completed my summer break.