AN: firstly want to say thank you for replies previously. Also sorry this chapter took so long to be uploaded. Had so much stuff going on with A-Levels and friends/family events. Hope you're all enjoying the story. Any questions or ideas message or comment me
The long married couple stared continuously at their daughter, seeing the pain reflecting like a mirror from the back of her eyes. Monica knew she'd had to explain everything. Something's she only just realised and organised in her head and yet they were here, demanding her to tell her everything. She shook her head. Focusing on the small baby, her parents approached her. It was the first time since she had Eve she felt her parents had really bonded with her, their eyes locked on her beautiful head. "They're doing tests" Monica calmly spoke. Her words sounding more realistic than they did in her mind. "How did you get here?" They both looked concerned before noticing the figure that was glued next to Monica and Eve. "Chandler, mom" Monica sweetly added, a small smile crept out every time she said his name, her mother stood taking in ever glance like an undercover spy, her neurones inside her brain causing electric signals as it clicked.
"Where were you?" Monica finally broke the tension. She wanted to know this answer since the second she couldn't find them. She relived the moments back in her memory, the scared and yet independent moment she was given, like a sign from God. "We went to see John and Sue, you know the couple we go bowling with? I'm sorry darling" Jack interrupted the silence, his words sincerely correct. Monica held her breath, she knew if she spoke so quickly she'd only say something silly which she'd regret immedently after. "Umm Chandler say, wanna go get a coffee?" Ross offered, he felt he deserved something in turn for saving his niece. Chandler looked at Monica, seeing the approving glint in her eyes as he slowly walked towards Ross before almost walking out of the door. "Dad, Mum wanna come? Maybe leave Mon alone?" Ross further suggested, he watched as his sister didn't flinch at the mention of her name, her entire body on call for the young infant. Jack nodded, walking towards the door. "Judy you coming love?" He asked lovingly as she remained still. "I'll stay" she shortly added. Jack mouthed "okay" slowly shutting the door like he'd do if he put Eve down for a nap before catching up with the younger boys.
"Why didn't you go mom?" Monica asked. She knew her mother's addiction to hot drinks as it was the first thing she'd made when she woke in the mornings alongside the piece of brown bread with a little amount of butter. Monica placed her hand through the hole, holding onto her daughters hand, feeling the skin, so fresh and new compared her's. Her skin was rough, tough, it showed it had been lived with, unlike her daughters. "I just guess maybe you want to tell me something" Judy jumped straight into the deep end, her fears becoming apparent, she didn't have any. She knew Monica was keeping something from her, she had senses and was always correct when it concerned Monica. It was the only thing they really bonded over.
In the corner of the room was two chairs, the nurse had put them there when Monica didn't realise earlier in the day. Judy lead her daughter to the chairs, watching as she slowly sat down, her focus still remaining on Eve. It made her so happy to see the love her daughter had for her own baby, it reminded her of the first time she saw Monica and how happy it made her having her own little girl. Her perfect big eyes that took up most of her face. Her rosy cheeks that grew brighter every second, and the small smile that already showed the happiness she had. Judy coughed slightly at the back of her throat, seeing Monica almost jump out the day dream. "Sorry" she sighed. "So, have you told the baby's father what's going on?" Monica knew her mother would be the first person to remind her, to ask her. She always was. Monica paused, thinking about her response, how to answer, to tell the truth? Inside her mind she debated possible ideas and speeches. "No" she simply replied. "Do you think maybe it's a wise idea? I mean little Eve is a strong baby, but what if anything happens to her, could you live with yourself Mon?" her mother began to make sense, like she normally did. She shrugged her shoulders once again not knowing what to say. "He knows okay" she snapped. She didn't mean too, she just knew how the convosation was going to carry on, her mother asking her more questions, guilt tripping her til she admitted who the father was or she'd end up shouting at her til she walked out. Judy looked shocked by what Monica said. She knew Monica wasn't telling the father anything, that she wanted to be independent and that Eve was not too know til she was old enough to ask. Judy reached her daughters hand, holding it strong, showing the support she was releasing. "What did he say?" she asked. Monica looked around the room. She had a feeling her mother knew something more than she was letting on. "He…pretty much said he'd come see her" she fiddled with her nails, not knowing still how to react. "And the father…do you smile when you say his name?" her mother smartly added. She had that glint in her eye that made Monica realise she knew who the father was. "You know? Don't you?" she looked upset, she wanted more time to accept he finally knew, that he wanted to be a part of her independence. "I'm guessing I'm the only one who knows…he hasn't told Ross yet?" she added. "Nope, I told him just before you came in." Monica rested her head upon her mother's shoulder. "Chandler would be a great father if you let him" she smiled, she stood up kissing her daughters forehead before walking out of the room, leaving Monica sitting alone in the chair.