Monica smiled when she saw that Chandler e-mailed her. She eagerly began to type herself.

I missed talking to you like this. And yeah, I realized that it's like back then, too. At least we had the nights then… I know this is all my fault. And I regret it so much. Seriously, I don't know if I can survive this. It's killing me to see you and not being able to touch you or kiss you or to tell you just how much I love you. And believe me, they're so gonna pay for this. I almost called of this damn bet on the night with spin-the-bottle. Great kiss BTW ;-). I'm so sorry for putting you through this. I love you!

His reply didn't take long.

I love you, too. And I'm not blaming you or anything, really. I just wanna do anything I can to make you happy and if this is what it takes for that to happen then I won't do anything to stop it. Now, please do me a favor and get some sleep. If you need anything, you know how to reach me. Just remember that I'm right across the hall, thinking about you. I love you more than life itself and I know you feel the same way so don't reply to this but go to sleep. That's the only thing I'm asking for. Sweet dreams, beautiful.

I love you!

Chandler.

Monica took out a picture of Chandler. She had taken it without him knowing. It wasn't often that she looked at it. Only when he wasn't with her over night. But in the last days, she did it every time she tried to sleep. She slowly let her finger glide over the picture. After softly kissing her fingers, she pressed them against the picture, placed it under her pillow and settled to sleep. This was the first time since the bet started that she actually succeeded. But she knew this didn't work anymore.

When Chandler closed the door to his office the next day his cell phone rang. He smiled when he saw Monicas name on the display. It was a text message saying Meet me at the hotel down the street. Without hesitating he made his way down the street. When he entered the hotel the receptionist waved him over to her.

''Are you Chandler Bing?'' she asked.

''Yes,'' he answered.

''Well then, you're looking for room 243#:''

''Thank you,'' he said and made his way to room 243#. When he knocked on the door he was greeted by Monica pulling him in at his collar and kissing him like there was no tomorrow. He kissed back once he got over the shock. Slowly, she pulled him over to the bed and let herself fall onto it, pulling him on top of her, not breaking the kiss.

''I love you,'' she mumbled against his lips.

''What about the bet?'' he asked, pulling away a bit.

''Screw the bet,'' she said drawing him back into the kiss.

''Mon, honey, wait,'' he said, pulling away again.

''What is it?'' she asked.

''You do realize we, better you, are gonna lose.''

''Chandler, I can't be without you. I love you too much. Now if you love me, please kiss me.''

''I do love you, babe,'' he said as he kissed her.