Ok, I'm almost to the end of my story now. I'm going to thank hugefriendsfan00 for helping me along the way. Although I'm pretty sure this is not what she had in mind for this chapter...

Read Passport to Love for one final time!

The beginning of the summer Monica did not expect to encounter half the things she has managed in the last month. London sure did change her. Drinking, falling in love with the last guy she anticipated, then having sex with him; which was amazing by the way, now she is about to take her first pregnancy test.

So much was going on in her life right now, this was not something she could deal with. Looking down at the gum sticking halfway out of her purse pocket a memory came to mind.

"What is with you and that gum?"

He looked up at her like she was crazy. "I'm sorry, have you tried the gum?"

She shook her head

"Then you aren't one to judge." He chewed "I will have you know that this is the best gum you will ever taste."

Monica eyed the package "Mint Gum?" She made a discussed look

He rolled his eyes and brought the package closer to her "Did you read the fine print?"

She scrolled through the wording; ingredient, sugar, side effects...

Until she came to the four words he was talking about "Made only in Mexico."

He nodded with a smile on his face as he brought back the package of gum. "Each year when my mom goes for her book signing she gets me a pack of this gum." He looked it over "I always hated mint. It just never taste right to me." He started to explain "But when she came home after five months of being away and all she got me was mint gum. I will admit, I was mad. Pissed even." He looked back up to meet Monica's eyes "But I was twelve. I loved my mom and with her busy schedule she actually found the time to buy me something. So I felt like I owed it to her to at least try it." He paused "And when I did, it tasted so good I ate the whole pack that first day."

About a week ago Chandler bought this Mint Gum for her. He searched online for hours just trying to find a pack that was the exact same as the one his mom got for him. She told him that he would probably enjoy the gum more than her; but he still wouldn't allow her to decline it.

As she sat in the old cushioned chair, Monica took out a piece unfolding the tiny tinfoil it was wrapped inside of. Hearing the town be called from over the intercom, Monica grabbed all her belongings before stepping over to the platform by the doors.

The train glided silently into the station casting a shadow over platform 3 and the waiting passengers. Monica watched as the rain was starting to fall and the crowds boarded hastily as the doors opened. The platform was left with scurrying people heading home in the dusk. She stepped off eyeing the gap between the train and the concrete. Uncaringly the train's doors noisily slammed shut behind her and a moments silence was followed by the gentle electrical murmur as the train slid out of the station.

It didn't feel much different than NYU as she stepped on campus of Pennsylvania State University. Pollock Hall was just up the road and that was where Nora said he was staying. For how long they've been going out, they rarely talked about college.

Thanking the taxi driver that picked her up from the station, Monica began walking towards his dorm.

"Okay, what about movie?" She asked holding his hand as they walked down the street with the crowd in front of them.

"Has to be The Terminator." He said in his best Arnold Schwarzenegger voice while bringing the pink fluffed cotton candy up to his lips.

Monica chuckled as she pealed off a little bit for herself.

"What?" He questioned as the candy melted on his tongue. "You can't laugh until you've seen it."

She nodded "Noted."

"Okay." He licked his sticky fingers before continuing their conversation "What about you, popcorn or candy?"

She laughed "What kind of question is that?"

"A question your boyfriend should know for when I take you on our first date to the movies." He grinned

"Well for one, movies aren't really my thing. I mean, they're great every once in a while but I can never sit still. They are too long. I would rather talk to my date then sit through a two hour movie."

He nodded "Duly noted."

She smiled

"So if you don't like movies. What was the last movie you've seen?"

She thought about it and it was silent for a while.

"You can say none."

"Okay, none."

Chandler gasped "You haven't seen even one movie?"

"I never finish them." She admitted

"Not even Flashdance or Grease? How about Dirty Dancing, come on, you had to have watched the ending of Dirty Dancing."

She shook her head "They were all too sad."

"Grease was sad?"

She shrugged "Well the beginning was. They left each other after the summer."

He smiled "If you would have kept watching another twenty minutes you would see them together again."

They came to a halt at the hotel.

"Last question." He stated

Monica waited for him to continue.

"Did you really write my reflection paper?"

Monica looked up at him "You didn't keep your end of the bet."

"Yeah, but you got something way better out of it."

She giggled "You sure about that."

He crinkled his nose "Josh is a tool-"

"Tyler." She corrected

He nodded "Is Tyler a better kisser than me?"

She leaned in "I don't know. I'm going to have to recheck the competition." She kissed him tenderly

Digging out her phone from her purse, Monica began to dial his number.

Ringing only two times before he picked up, she started talking.

"Titanic."

She could hear his breathing through the speaker as she waited for him to respond.

"Monica?"

"That night in London. We were asking 20 questions and you asked what movie I've seen and I said none."

"Babe, what are you talking about?"

"I lied. I've seen the Documentary on Titanic."

She could hear him chuckle on the other end "That's not a movie."

She smiled and spoke softer "Than I guess you are going to have to keep your promise and take me to a movie."

He sighed and his smile dropped "How do you suppose I do that?"

She paused "Well for starters you can get down here and give me a kiss."

Just a moment later she saw a curtain being pulled aside and her boyfriend's face appear holding the phone up to his ear.

"Give me a minute." He said with excitement to his voice.

She nodded and heard the dial tone a couple seconds later.

Checking her bag she made sure she had the tests. In just a few moments she would be knowing whether her future was going to crumble or if she was going to follow her dream and become a chef.

Looking around she noticed people starring at her. Was it that obvious that she didn't belong? Looking down she made sure she wasn't wearing her NYU shirt. No. Was her fly down? Checking to make sure she was in the clear, Monica then saw Chandler coming out to embrace her in a hug.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, his smile not able to subside.

She spoke to him softly "I wanted to take the test with you."

He nodded and led her inside without much more explanation to be said.

"I'd like to sign her in as a guest." Chandler told the front desk as they swiped his card, indicating that he lived in that dorm.

"Do you have your ID Miss?"

Monica nodded as she hurriedly reached into her purse to grab her wallet. He seemed impatient as she frantically searched for her Drivers License. Fishing it out of the front pocket she handed it to him.

Watching intently as the worker swiped her card right after Chandler's into the machine.

He didn't say a word as he handed back the two plastic cards. Chandler took them from him "Thanks." And handed Monica hers back.

It was small, much less like the train ride there. Neither of them spoke as they made their way up to the fourth floor of the building.

"What's up, Chandler."

Chandler turned and gave Jayson an upward nod "Hey man. You ready for tomorrow?" He stopped him to engage in a little small talk as he passed by.

Jayson sighed "Ready as I'll ever be." He smiled "I got so much laundry right now."

"You got laundry already?" He asked surprised

Monica stood off to the side as she watched the two shared a conversation. Chandler just arrived a few hours ago and he is already popular on his floor. How does he manage that?

He shrugged "All my clothes at home were dirty, so..." He trailed off

Chandler nodded "Taking care of business. I like it." He gave a friendly smile "Well I can't stay and chat my girl's here." he motioned over to Monica as he reached down to grab her hand.

Jayson smiled "Welcome to Penn State. You a Freshman too?"

She was about to speak when Chandler started to explain. "Nah man, she goes to NYU." He smiled over at her "She's gonna do well there, I can tell." His voice became softer as he spoke.

Jayson nodded, understanding "Well if you need condoms you come to me." He informed telling her the same thing he told Chandler at the elevator when he got here.

Monica laughed uneasy.

Chandler tugged on Monica's hand lightly "Alright man. He started walking then quickly paused "Oh, David is down in the lobby looking for someone to play Pool with if you are interested." Chandler said referring to his roommate "But I gotta go, so I'll catch up with you later."

He walked down the hallway, his fingers still latched around hers. "You nervous?" He broke the comfortable silence that surrounded them.

She nodded, not hiding the uneasiness to her state "Aren't you?"

He nodded, admitting so. "But whatever we find out won't change anything between us."

"I know."

He brought her knuckles up to meet his lips, giving them a gentle kiss before letting go to unlock his door.

Walking in she saw how neat it was. So far. She saw how much closet space he had more than her. It was probably just her imagining. Having more clothes than him made it seem much smaller.

"Are you alright?"

Monica didn't notice until then that he was now sitting on his perfectly made bed opposite of her.

She nodded "Just ready to get this over with." She answered softly

"Bathroom is just down the hall." He told her, standing up "Do you want me to come with you?"

Monica shook her head and set her purse on the small table that sat adjacent from his bed. "No, I'll be fine." She grabbed the 3 different kinds of test she bought before boarding the train. "I'll be right back."

There are certain things in life that suck. Pouring a big bowl of Fruit Loops and realizing you're all out of milk. Tripping up the stairs following behind a guy you like...with the entire class calling you 'klutz' the rest of the day. And holding a stick with urine on the end of it. Let's just put that last one at the top of the list, shall we?

You know how hard it is to hold 3 sticks with pee on the end of it without actually touching one another? Pretty damn hard.

Monica tried not to make the test visible to any by passers around as she made the trip out of the bathroom and down the hall back to Chandler's room.

"Did you find out?" Chandler stood immediately as she walked in

Monica looked over the box "It says to wait 5-10 minutes for positive results."

"Well let's check it now then." He said but explained once he got a blank look from Monica "I don't want it to be positive. Do you?"

She sighed. She was not in the mood for any of his quirky jokes right now. "Chandler." She said getting antsy already.

"You knew about me when we started dating." He defended

God, was she dreaming? Today has been awful. One of the many worst days of her life. She couldn't say worst day because let's face it, junior high, the tampon phase, Yeah, that was pretty much the most horrific thing she had to live through. Don't even get her started on the plane ride to the country that has wild goose of no kind!

Okay, so this may rank third on her worst days list. Then again, 2nd grade picnic was pretty bad too.

She was just 8 years old when Tommy Davis took her fruit snacks during snack time. He didn't even eat the purple ones! He made her cry in front of the whole class and she had to deal with everyone calling her "Cry Baby" the rest of the week. They only stopped when Jessy Richards dress blew up in the wind and showed her undies. She was the attention getter the rest of the month. Monica felt bad for a while, but then got over it by the next incident that happened to her. By then it was every man for themselves.

"Mon?"

Looking back she then realize that she was gripping the test in her hand and Chandler was standing in front of her reaching out.

"It's time." She nodded and loosened her hold on the stick.

Her breath caught in her throat, and she was pretty sure Chandler's did too because once she raised the test she could no longer feel his heavy inhalation in time with hers. It only took a little over 48 hours but for Chandler it took almost five whole days for a freak out. It sure did teach them what values and fears came with being a parent. Monica could safely say they both weren't ready.

Chandler couldn't hide his excitement as he threw his arms round Monica and spun her around. With her arms following around his neck and bringing his lips to hers, Chandler set her back down to the floor. "I know It's wrong of me to say, but I'm trilled. I'm just not ready. It's bad timing."

Monica wasn't upset, feeling her heart return to it's natural speed, she agreed. Completely wrong timing. It was late but she didn't want to leave. She hadn't packed a change of clothes, nor did she have her toothbrush. But that was far from her mind as all she had on her mind was the events that just happened "Can I stay with you?" She couldn't bring herself to leave. Knowing the last train to New York left in an hour, at this moment the last thing Monica wanted was to get on a rusty machinery that had old men with tangled hair down to their asses and women that scuffed up their saliva and mucus to avoid a stuffy nose.

"I'd really love it if you did." He spoke so delicately as he enveloped her in his arms. There was so much to think about right now. The disasters happening around the world, the close family holding each other as they lost a loved one. Father's were holding their children as they just got back from war. And young couples were celebrating their wedding with friends on the dance floor. But Chandler continued to hold Monica close. He didn't want to forget this and he couldn't live without it. "I just have one more question for you." Pulling back he brushed the hair out of her face so she can look him in the eyes as he spoke gently.

Her blue ones matched his when his lips formed into a smile.

"In ten years, when we are fresh out of college, marry me?"

Then she sees it for the final time.

Chandler pressed his lips to hers. Hard at first, hungry, and for once Monica isn't worried about what is happening or whether this is the right thing to be doing. She relaxed into it, enjoyed it. His tongue gently traces her upper lip. And she parts them, but instead of jamming his tongue down her throat, Chandler let's it venture slowly into her opened mouth. Monica sighs into the kiss, her arms around his waist, her fingers digging into the wet fabric of his shirt. Chandler kisses her for what seems like hours, until he can barely catch his breath.

All it took was to buy a Passport.

And I believe that is the end of my story! Review one final time and I'll be on my way to continue my dream into life!