You guys are going to hate me for the next few chapters, BUT, keep in mind that I'll always have Mondler together and happy in the end. That said, this is my last chapter with young Mondler. The next chapter will be after they've been married a few months. This one is more of a summary because it's a lot to jam into one chapter. These chapters are basically just background information. Anyways, here it is!


Monica's POV

I glared at the bathroom counter where four pregnancy tests sat. All four are positive; all four telling me that I'm going to have a baby. This cannot be happening. It's not the way it's supposed to be. I was supposed to be married, with a house, career, and I was also supposed to be in my late twenties; not eighteen, jobless, and in college.

I had it all planned out. I left for culinary school after Christmas break and I've just started my classes. Rachel and I share a room so she's not going to buy the "I just have a virus" lie much longer. Once she finds out, I'm pretty sure everyone else will. I need a new plan.

Omniscient/Third Person POV

Monica had decided not to tell anyone but Rachel and that she would give the baby up for adoption. She didn't think it was something Chandler could handle. She knew from what Ross had told her that he was commitment phobic; which is probably why nothing ever came of that one night. She knew she'd be alone. There was no way her parents would help; she was sure of that. She wasn't prepared for this at all and she wanted her daughter to have the best. She chose adoptive parents that couldn't have children. She avoided any and all family functions once she started to show, which was pretty easy considering her parents were more concerned with Ross. Because she was tiny, she didn't ever get too big and people readily believed that she was just gaining weight back.

Monica's POV

I sat in one of the chairs in my dorm watching TV as I felt the baby kick. She was definitely going to have my strength. I have no idea how I'm going to give her up, but it's the only option. She deserves a family, and I can't give her that. I do feel bad that Chandler wasn't involved in this decision; but what if he disagreed with me? We'd probably just end up staying together for her; I don't want to be with him just because of the baby. It's just too complicated. It's better this way.

My thoughts were interrupted by a sharp intense pain in my stomach. In that moment, Rachel walked in, reviewed the situation and told me we needed to go to the hospital. Thirteen hours later, I gave birth to a healthy baby girl. The couple named their daughter Elizabeth after my middle name. They were beaming and were in awe over her.

I didn't want to hold her. I knew I'd lose it right then and there and that I might end up changing my mind. I couldn't do it, though I could see she was a perfect mix of Chandler and I. The couple left with her and Rachel immediately rushed to my side and once I started crying I couldn't stop. I hated the whole situation. I've always wanted to be a mom but it's not the right time and I needed to do what was best for her.