AN: Never done this way of speaking to you but I thought I'd try it. I'm not too sure how many chapters I'll get out of this without it going extremely boring so I'll say a few more depending on if I get any crazily good ideas over night. Hope you enjoy this chapter!

Chapter Three

Monica focused her direction at Chandler, her heart pounding faster and faster as he continued to stare deeply at her. She planned this out in her head since the day she found she was pregnant she needed to tell him. She opened her mouth, the words on standby before being cut out. "Chand" she paused.

"Monica, Eve won't stop crying" Judy ran into the kitchen, she could see the stress in her face was growing. Monica looked towards Chandler, smiling softly before attending to her daughter. She walked back into the dining room seeing the little girl with red cheeks on the floor, crying loudly. Undoing the straps keeping her daughter safe she held her up to shoulder, rocking her fragile body gently in her arms trying to sooth the crying. Her cries died down, and then escalated again. "Mum, dad I'll take her upstairs. She's probably tired; it's been a long day" her parents nodded as they watched her slowly lead the baby in her arms up to their room. Chandler had been c learing away the dishes, he accepted as the noise stopped Monica would re-join him and finish her sentence she started.

Thirty minutes had passed and he still stood in the kitchen waiting, he went towards the door when he could hear crying again. He walked back towards the sink before running out of the door he noticed the cries, it was Monica. He indentified her; she stood near the front door, Eve tirelessly crying in her arms. He could feel the fear in the room. "Monica, what's wrong?" he raised his hand, wiping away a few tears with his index finger from her red cheeks. "Its Eve, I think she's ill" she cried more, Chandler allowed her to support her head on her shoulder, slowly pushing his fingers through the softness of her hair. Chandler moved away from her, grabbing the car keys that always were left in the small draw besides the stairway. "Come on" he opened the front door, heading towards Jack & Judy's newest car, unlocking the car and helping Monica and Eve into the passenger seat before getting in and starting the engine. "Can you even drive?" Monica brightly asked, wondering if Chandler was going to put her and baby into more danger than she feared was already occurring. "I'm taking lessons" he added, this made him feel smart and clever but also scared, he'd never drived without his instructor as of yet.

With twenty minutes of pure pain and terror they reached the hospital. Chandler parked the car outside the front door, allowing Monica to get out quickly keeping Eve carefully tucked in her clothes, trying to keep her warmth remain with her. "Go, I'll park then find you" he quickly said before driving off towards the car parking area.

Monica walked into the hospital, her tears drifting further down her face as a nurse noticed the panic in her eyes. "It's my daughter. I think something is wrong" she cried heavily. The nurse nodded, removing the baby out of her arms and signalling for Monica to follow her down the long corridor, at the bottom read the sign "Children & Babies ward" she pushed through the double doors, her pace slowing down in almost slow motion as she watched as the nurse gathered other ladies as they rang for the doctor on call of that ward for this evening. She heard the footsteps of a similar running tone; she looked sharply behind her seeing Chandler pacing towards her.

"Chandler" she threw her arms around the male figure. Her breathing calming down to normal with the touch of his hand on her body. She felt secure and safe with him. She knew while he was here nothing was going to happen. He was her charm.

The nurse reappeared interrupting them both. "Excuse" she politely added, watching as they both turned around facing her. "You're little girl, is okay. She's just being monitored, we're doing some test and we'll get back to you" she smiled warmly back towards Monica, she could see the relief in her eyes as the nurse said 'okay' in her head repeating it over and over. "When you're both ready, she's in the little room the bottom" the nurse said while walking off. "She's okay" Monica smiled brightly throwing her arms back around Chandler as she gently lifted her up with his strength, smelling the tips of the strands of hair attached on his face. "Come on" she grabbed his hand, twisting her fingers into his holding on tightly as she carefully dragged him to Eve's room. He smiled, holding back onto her small fingers.

Monica slowly opened the door, revealing the see through box located in the middle of the room. The tubes going in and out all over the box, like worms into apple cores. The small baby like an ant compared to size of the box, her tiny mouth, covered by a small mask like you'd get for dolls for young girls. A tear released from Monica's eye. A nurse walked in behind them with a small thin folder in her hand "Monica?" she looked and watched as the concerned mother nodded "I've got the results from Eve tests"