Author's Note: Thank you very much to Mondlerstwangel and guests for your reviews. I really appreciated you saying that I am a good smut writer. You made me feel more confident about my writing. You three are awesome! Please keep the feedback coming, I appreciate it more than you will ever know. I still have several more chapters in the works so if you are interested in me continuing you need to review. Also, I am thinking about creating another fic that fits with this plot that takes place sometime in the past or future. Please let me know what you guys think of this idea. And once again, I am not claiming ownership over any of the cannon characters or the show. With all of that being said, enjoy!
November 22nd, 2002
"You should have seen her today, Chandler. She did SO great! The group dance and her solo both placed first!" Monica exclaimed proudly as she cradled the phone between her neck and ear while massaging lotion into her leg.
"I wish I could have been there today, or this weekend, for that matter," Chandler sighed remorsefully.
"Well, you'll be home next weekend for Thanksgiving, and she has another dance competition next Saturday," Monica said.
"God, this is so hard," Chandler finally said after a long pause of silence.
"I know," Monica agreed.
"I wish I could be there with you and Hannah every day. Not just on the weekends which I haven't been able to be every weekend," Chandler sighed.
"I wish you were here too, baby," Monica whispered.
"But on the bright side this won't last forever," Monica said with a glass half full attitude that he SO wished he could have had.
"God I hope so," Chandler breathed running his hands through his hair as he sat further up on the bed.
"It will be," Monica insisted as she played with the lacy hem of her silky lavender negligee.
"So Ross and Rachel wanted to know if we would double with them next Saturday," Monica said in attempt to change the subject.
"Sure, sure that's fine," Chandler said scratching his ear.
"God, I can't believe they're finally back together," Chandler commented.
"I know…" Monica began, "but it feels different. Like they may actually make it work this time around. They're not arguing over every little thing, and they're actually talking through their problems," Monica noted.
"Wow, they've sure grown," Chandler quipped.
"I know!" Monica agreed.
"How come we were never like that…bickering all of the time over every stupid little thing?" Chandler asked.
"Because we've always communicated a lot better, and we don't hold things over the other's head," Monica chuckled.
"Isn't that the truth?" Chandler laughed in response.
"You haven't asked me what I'm wearing, yet" Monica said off handedly causing Chandler's breath to catch in his throat.
"What are you wearing?" Chandler stuttered.
"Oh just my silk lavender nightie with the lace trim," Monica said in a sultry tone.
"You mean the really short one that barely contains your breasts?" Chandler asked growing aroused at the mental image forming in his mind.
"That's the one," Monica verified in a sing song voice.
"Are…are you wearing any underwear?" Chandler could not resist asking.
"No…" Monica answered.
"Hmmm…" Chandler thought a loud.
"Take it off," he instructed.
"Excuses me?" Monica asked.
"Take off the nightie," Chandler repeated.
"Ok," Monica gulped is she slid the flimsy nightie up and off of her body leaving her completely naked.
"Did you do it?" Chandler asked pulling his own pajama pants and boxers down to free his already stiff erection. Just hearing her talk this way had turned him on to the point of no return.
"Yes," Monica replied.
"Now touch yourself," Chandler said.
"Where?" Monica asked placing the phone on speaker and placing it on her night stand.
"Where I would touch you…begin by running your hands over your breasts," Chandler whispered.
"I'm doing it," Monica breathed.
"Good, now softly circle your nipples with your fingers and then give each one a pinch," Chandler breathed.
"I am," Monica moaned "I'm touching them, and I'm imagining that it's your tongue on them…your lips."
"Now run your hands down your body and tell me when you get to your pussy," Chandler whispered as he began to gently stroke himself.
"I'm there," Monica breathed as she arched her back and bit her bottom lip in pleasure as she tickled the wet lips of her pussy.
"Now insert your fingers inside of you and gently massage your clit," Chandler instructed as he began stroking himself harder imagining himself pumping in and out of her.
"I am," Monica began, "and I'm imagining that it's you inside of me, not my fingers." Monica whimpered causing Chandler to moan in response.
"God, I wish you were here with me… inside of me," Monica moaned.
"Me to, baby, me to," Chandler panted as he stroked himself in time with his wife's moans.
"I can here you moaning, Chandler. Are you touching yourself too?" Monica asked.
"Yes," Chandler hissed his eyes glued shut as he thrust forward into his hand and imagined himself on his knees on the bed thrusting in and out of her as she would squirm and moan beneath him.
"What are you doing, now?" Chandler panted.
"I'm thrusting my fingers in and out of me quickly, the way you do when our lovemaking gets more and more intense," Monica breathed arching her back off of the bed.
"You're close," Chandler observed as he continued to get off from the sounds of his wife moaning and the image of what they could be doing to one another.
"I am," Monica whimpered.
"Massage you're breast, like I would do," Chandler added imagining himself touching and then sucking on each breast.
"I am, and I'm imagining you doing this to me, baby," Monica whimpered; God how she wanted the real thing…how she wanted him.
"Fuck! Monica," Chandler groaned at her words; his orgasm so close.
"Are you close too?" Monica cried writhing on the bed in pleasure as she plunged her fingers in and out of her pussy and touched her breasts.
"Yes!" Chandler hissed.
"I'm coming!" Monica cried out her eyes glued shut in pleasure, and her body coated in a shear layer of sweat as her orgasm sent a jolt of pleasure through her
"I'm coming, too!" Chandler yelled as his own orgasm overtook his body and he convulsed in pleasure.
"I can't wait till your home next weekend so that we can do this together," Monica said as she struggled to catch her breath and come down from her sexual high.
"Me to, sweetheart," Chandler panted as he struggled to catch his breath as he cleaned himself off with a tissue.
"I love you," Monica said as she curled up on the bed imaging that his arms were around her, holding her.
"I love you more," Chandler smiled.
"No, I love you more," Monica countered.
"No way! You definitely don't love me more than I love you," Chandler smiled at the little game he had started.
December 13th, 2002
"I'll have two large pizzas one pepperoni and one cheese…oh and a meatball sub with extra cheese and a side of fries," Joey said to the person taking his order on the other side of the phone.
He then turned to Hannah and Britany who were plopped on the couch engrossed in some girlie cheerleader movie that stared that blonde chick from that very confusing vampire movie that Chandler dragged him to see several years ago.
"What kind of pizza do you guys want?" Joey asked the two girls.
"Cheese," both girls replied in unison their eyes still glued to the Television screen.
"And another cheese," Joey added.
"Ok…thanks…bye," Joey said as he hung up the phone and walked over to the coffee table and snagged the remote using it to flip the channel to the televised Knicks game.
"Hey!" both girls exclaimed glaring at Joey.
"We were watching that!" Hannah insisted crossing her arms over her chest in exasperation.
"The Knicks are playing the Heat!" Joey smiled excitedly as if the two girls cared.
"But we don't want to watch basketball!" Hannah moaned as she slumped further into the couch.
"What? You used to love watching basketball!" Joey exclaimed surprised by his niece's change of heart.
"Well, not anymore," Hannah shrugged.
"Well too bad! I'm the adult and you're the kids so that means that I get to watch whatever I want! Ha!" Joey finished.
"Not fair! We were watching the TV first," Hannah pouted.
"Well I hate to break it to you sweetheart, but life's a bitch and then you die," Joey smirked at a pouting Hannah and Britany.
"Joey…" Phoebe said entering the apartment causing the three to turn in her direction.
"Can I speak to you outside for a moment?" Phoebe asked.
"Sure…" Joey shrugged and then turned back towards the girls.
"Now, don't get any ideas about changing the channel while I'm gone." Joey warned as both girls nodded as if they understood.
However, once Joey and Phoebe were gone, Hannah reached for the remote and changed the channel back to the movie they were previously watching.
"If you don't want us to change the channel then don't leave the remote just laying around," Hannah said as Britany giggled in response.
"Yummy…that tastes delicious," Monica smiled as Chandler fed her a piece of his chocolate cake.
"You like?" Chandler smirked in response.
"It's SO good!" Monica gasped grabbing her own fork to snag some more cake off of Chandler's dessert plate.
"Whoa! Mon, slow down!" Chandler quipped as his wife devoured the dessert.
"Sorry," Monica blushed with a mouth full of cake.
"You've been insatiable lately not just not just with food but with SEX too…not that I'm complaining about the sex part," Chandler noted getting lost in his thoughts of he and Monica entwined.
"Actually that's what I want to talk to you about…" Monica began before she was interrupted by…
"Chandler!" She heard the familiar sultry voice say from behind her.
"Kathy!" Chandler responded in surprise getting up to greet his ex -girlfriend.
Monica turned in her seat and inwardly gasped at the sight. As if it were even humanly possible, the woman was even sexier than she remembered. Her hair, like her own was longer, and hung loose over her shoulders. She was wearing a long black halter dress that showed off her big boobs...which looked even bigger! Did she get a boob job?
"What…What are you doing here?" Chandler stuttered after giving his former girlfriend an awkward attempt at a hug.
"I'm meeting my boyfriend," Kathy smiled pulling Chandler closer and squeezing him a little tighter, which did not go unnoticed by Monica.
"Are you still seeing…Nick…is it?" Chandler asked with a bitter edge in his voice.
"No…" Kathy blushed. "We broke up a while ago; I'm seeing someone else actually…a producer for Days of Our Lives," Kathy finished.
"Really?" Chandler mock smiled his eyebrows raised in a mixture of horror and shock. Why didn't Joey bother to tell him this? Did Joey not know that their former girlfriend was sleeping with one of his producers?
"You know Joey is working for Days of Our Lives again," Chandler stated.
"Yeah, I saw that," Kathy smiled.
"So…you remember Monica right?" Chandler asked finally turning to his inwardly seething but outwardly smiling wife.
"Yeah…hi, Monica! Good to see you!" Kathy greeted.
"Hello," Monica responded through gritted teeth.
"So are you two together, now?" Kathy asked pointing between the two of them.
"Yeah, we're actually married," Chandler laughed pointing to the wedding band that adorned his ring finger.
"Oh wow…well, congratulations," Kathy smiled slightly taken aback.
"Oh, how's Hannah by the way? She was SO adorable and sweet," Kathy gushed.
"She's great. She's actually eleven now so she's kind out growing the whole sweet and adorable thing," Chandler chuckled.
"Yeah, unfortunately that happens," Kathy quipped.
"Well I better get going," Kathy said. "It was great seeing you, Chandler, Monica," Kathy waved as she left the couple to walk over to the bar to meet her boyfriend.
"Great seeing you too, Kathy," Chandler waved after her, and Monica could not help but note how good her ass looked too.
"Oh my God, could you be any less over her?" Monica exclaimed as Chandler sat back down at the table.
"What?" Chandler asked his head snapping up in shock.
"So what did you want to talk to me about?" Joey asked dumbly before Phoebe grabbed him by his shirt collar and pulled him in for a long hot kiss.
"Ahm…" Hannah said from the doorway her friend Britany standing behind her.
"Oh… crap," Phoebe said as the couple pulled away.
"Why were you guys kissing?" Hannah asked curiously.
"Well…you see Hannah," Phoebe began before she was interrupted by the pizza delivery boy walking up the stairs.
"I have a delivery for a Mr. Joey Tribbiani," the delivery boy said reading the ticket.
"That's me!" Joey exclaimed grabbing the food and shoving the money in the boy's direction.
"Hannah, why don't you take these inside…we'll be in in a sec," Phoebe said taking the food from Joey and shoving the pile into Hannah's arms.
"Ok…" Hannah said struggling to balance the massive amount of food as she walked inside followed by Britany who closed the door behind them.
"Oh come on you we're totally flirting with her, and I saw the way you were looking at her," Monica hissed.
"Ok first of all, I was not flirting," Chandler began, his arms raised in exasperation. "I was trying to be polite. The key word there being TRYING," Chandler defended as Monica rolled her eyes.
"And second of all, did you not see how fake my smile was? On the outside I was smiling, but on the inside I was thinking oh my God you're a total slut, and I hate you!" Chandler exclaimed as Monica blushed and looked away ashamed of her jealous wife tirade.
"Monica…" Chandler said taking her hand in his prompting her to look timidly at him.
"What's going on with you? You're not usually this irrational," Chandler noted.
"I'm pregnant, Chandler," Monica whispered looking up at him, tears pooling in her deep blue eyes.
"You're what?" Chandler asked flabbergasted by the sharp and unexpected turn in the conversation.
"Pregnant, Chandler. We're going to have another baby," Monica repeated more loudly as the tears released themselves from her tear ducks and spilled down her blush covered cheeks.
"Say it again," Chandler smiled his own eyes glistening with moisture.
"I'm pregnant," Monica repeated as she laughed through her tears.
"Baby…" Chandler breathed getting up from his chair and kneeling in front of her.
"We're really going to have another baby?" Chandler asked through his own tears of happiness.
"Didn't you get that? I've already said it like three times," Monica joked as she wiped away stray tears.
"Just say it one more time. I want to hear you say it again," Chandler breathed gazing lovingly into her eyes and stroking her hair.
"I'm…we're pregnant," Monica repeated as Chandler smiled and leaned in to kiss her deeply, lovingly, and happily.
"So I take it from your reaction that you're happy about this?" Monica asked when they finally broke apart.
"More than you will ever know," Chandler smiled as he rested his forehead against hers and placed his hand gently over her still flat tummy in awe of the little life growing inside of her womb.
Meanwhile, Phoebe and Joey re-entered apartment twenty to find Hannah and Britany munching on a slice pizza each at the kitchen table as they chatted and giggled about something.
"Yeah, baby!" Joey exclaimed as his eyes fell on the smorgasbord of food, and he rubbed his hands together in glee as he moved towards it.
"Joey…" Phoebe said pulling him back by the back of his shirt.
"Phoebe!" Joey wined pouting at her like a disappointed little boy.
Phoebe just responded by nodding in the direction of the two girls.
"Oh, right!" Joey remembered.
"So girls…" Phoebe began causing the two girls to cease their chatter and focus their attention on them.
"About what you saw in the hallway…" Phoebe said walking closer to the girls seated at the kitchen table.
"We would REALLY appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone about THAT," Phoebe said as Joey nodded in agreement.
"Why?" Hannah asked curiously.
"That's a great question!" Phoebe praised.
"We just don't want to tell anyone right now," Joey chimed in.
"Are you guys dating?" Hannah asked curiously.
"Sort of…" Phoebe answered glancing at Joey.
"We are," Joey interjected glancing back at Phoebe "But we're kind of keeping it to ourselves right now," Joey added smiling at a surprised yet happy Phoebe.
"So it's like a secret?" Hannah began. "You want us to help you keep it a secret?" Hannah deduced.
"That's right, sweetie!" Joey agreed excitedly.
"I don't know…" Hannah said reluctantly.
"Hannah didn't your parents like not tell you they were dating for months?" Britany asked.
"Great point, Brit!" Phoebe said enthusiastically as Joey nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, but what are you guys going to give us to keep us quiet?" Hannah asked crossing her arms over her chest.
"Are you suggesting we bribe you to keep you quiet?" Phoebe asked in shock.
"Your father would be very disappointed if he knew what you were trying to pull, young lady!" Joey scolded.
"It's not bribery…think of it as more as a favor in exchange for a favor," Hannah stated as Britany nodded in agreement.
"What favor do you have in mind?" Phoebe asked raising her eyebrow in curiosity.
"Oh…just a few," Hannah answered.
"How many is a few?" Phoebe asked.
"Like three," Hannah stated.
"Three!" Joey exclaimed in shock.
"Joseph," Phoebe scolded. "Let's hear her out."
"Fine," Joey sighed.
"Number one…." Hannah began. "You have to take us to the mall anytime we want and buy us whatever we want. Number two, you also have to take us to the movies anytime we want."
"What? That's not fair," Joey whined.
"Well it's not fair that you want me to keep a secret from my mom and dad, either, but as you said before life's a…" Hannah began before Joey interjected.
"Ok, ok, point taken. Continue," Joey said interrupting the girl as Phoebe glanced at Joey in confusion.
"Number three you have to let me stay up however long I want and eat all of the junk food I want anytime you babysit me, oh, and if you babysit me then you have to agree to babysit Britany too," Hannah added glancing at her friend.
"And we get to watch whatever we want too!" Britany added.
"Nice one, Brit," Hannah smiled slapping hands with the girl.
"What if the Knicks are playing?" Joey whined.
"You still have to," Hannah smirked.
"Ah man!" Joey whined.
"That's fine," Phoebe smirked turning to Joey. "We just won't agree to babysit anytime soon," Phoebe added cleverly earning a smile of approval from Joey.
"So, do we have a deal or what?" Hannah asked.
"Deal," Phoebe answered as Joey nodded in agreement.
"You drive a hard bargain Hannah Elizabeth Bing… and I'm impressed," Phoebe added.
"Thank you," Hannah beamed in pride.
"Can I eat now?" Joey whined.
"I'm starving!" Joey added earning a sympathetic nod from Phoebe as Chandler burst excitedly into the apartment with an equally ecstatic Monica in tow.
"We have an announcement to make!" Chandler said as Monica stood next to him both grining widely.
"Oh no? You guys aren't getting a divorced are you?" Phoebe asked earning a giggle from Hannah and Britany.
"No…" Chandler began, "and why the hell would you think that?" Chandler added.
"I don't know you guys just look so happy," Phoebe shrugged.
"So you think we would be happy to tell you THAT?" Chandler asked deadpan.
"We're having another baby!" Monica blurted out.
"Oh my god, you guys!" Phoebe exclaimed hugging first Monica and then Chandler. Britany and Hannah followed suit, and Joey just gave an enthusiastic thumbs up as he continued to scarf down his pizza.
November 28th, 2002
"And these little lines indicate that you will have many romances," Phoebe told Hannah as she read her palm.
"Awesome!" Hannah exclaimed.
"Yeah, fantastic," Chandler mumbled as he meticulously placed the remaining wedding china back in the box. Rachel and her sister Amy had broken a few of the pieces earlier during a little cat fight they had over something that he didn't even care about.
"Read mine next!" Joey exclaimed like an impatient little boy.
"Hold on, let me finish," Phoebe said continuing to decode the lines on Hannah's palm.
"Your money line runs from the base of the thumb to your little finger which indicates that your wealth will be acquired through an inheritance or family allowance," Phoebe said.
"What does that mean?" Hannah asked.
"It means that someone in your family is going to leave you a lot of money," Phoebe said glancing at Chandler.
"Don't look at me," Chandler shrugged as he wrapped a dinner plate in bubble wrap.
"Ok, finally the travel line," Phoebe said looking back to Hannah's palm. "Oh, you see that little square that encircles the line?" Phoebe asked.
"Yeah," Hannah nodded.
"This indicates that you will be protected in all of your travels," Phoebe smiled.
"Really?" Hannah asked excitedly.
"Yeah, I would say your future is looking pretty good, Hannah Bing," Phoebe commented as Chandler rolled his eyes.
"My turn!" Joey chimed in.
"Not so fast Joe," Chandler began. "You need to help me put this box away," Chandler said as he closed the box.
"Dammit!" Joey pouted getting up from his place on the couch.
"Chandler will you hand me Emma's diaper bag?" Rachel asked emerging from the guest room.
"Sure," Chandler nodded picking it up off of the counter and swinging it around inadvertently into the box of dishes sending the box crashing to the floor.
"Uh-oh," Hannah said turning around on the couch.
"Well this explains your short lifeline; Monica's going to kill you!" Phoebe exclaimed as Hannah nodded in agreement.
"What was that noise?" Monica asked entering the apartment with Ross and tow and gasping as she saw all of her expensive china lying in shards on the kitchen floor.
"How the hell did this happen?" Monica exclaimed.
"Well, you see, it's kind of a funny story," Chandler laughed uncomfortably.
"Not really," Phoebe interjected earning a glare from Chandler.
"You see…" Joey began in Chandler's defense, "A big bird flew in the window, swooped down, knocked over the box, and then flew out of here real fast," Joey attempted to lie earning an exasperated look from both Monica and Ross. Meanwhile everyone else stared at the scene before them their faces a mixture of shock and horror.
"I did it…" Chandler finally admitted. "I went to hand Rachel Emma's diaper bag, and I accidently knocked over the box," Chandler admitted.
"Hannah, why don't you come with me to check on Emma," Rachel suggested urging to the girl to follow her into the bedroom.
"I'll come with," Ross said rushing after them.
"Yeah, and Joey, I think now is a GREAT time for me to give you that lesson on lying," Phoebe said moving towards the door.
"What? That was a great lie!" Joey pouted following behind her.
"Ok," Phoebe snickered as they left.
"I am SO, SO, SO sorry," Chandler apologized once everyone was gone.
Monica just continued to stare at the broken dishes on the floor her face set in a bewildered scowl.
"Look, I'll buy you new china, whatever you want, and whatever the price. I'm just really sorry…" Chandler rambled on.
"Chandler," Monica finally said noting the look on his face. He looked as if he were waiting for her to stab him in the eye with a jagged piece of one of the broken dishes.
"It was an accident," Monica shrugged walking over to him and wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Really? You're not mad at me?" Chandler asked in disbelief.
"Really, I'm not mad at you. Do you think that I'm mad at you?" Monica asked.
"Well, yeah" Chandler admitted. "I broke all of the china. You loved that china. You almost passed out when Rachel and Amy broke the dessert plates."
"I know," Monica began, "I can't believe how crazy I was acting, earlier" Monica frowned.
"What?" Chandler asked surprised by her reaction.
"I realized, Ross made me realize, how I was so obsessed with the keeping the china safe that I didn't even focus on what really matters…that we're all together, that it's Emma's first Thanksgiving, and more importantly that you're here," Monica said.
"Really?" Chandler asked.
"Yes, really! I mean the wedding china is just a thing. A thing can be replaced and a thing that will be replaced," Monica stated as Chandler nodded in agreement.
"You can't replace the people that you love, or the time that you have to spend with them." Monica finished.
"Wow, Monica," Chandler whispered touched by her words.
"I love you Chandler…more than the stupid plates or any stupid 'thing'," Monica whispered gazing lovingly into his eyes.
"I love you too," Chandler breathed before pulling her in for a long passionate kiss.
December 19th, 2002
Chandler glanced around the waiting room of Monica's OBGYN office noting how after all of these years it still looked surprising the same as if it were stuck in a time warp. The only difference was this time he and Monica were doing this together as husband and wife not as two friends who got drunk, screwed, and made a baby.
Chandler glanced over at his wife who was engrossed in the latest edition of People magazine, and he gave her leg a light squeeze as he sat back in the chair and thought back to the first time he stepped foot in this office over eleven years ago.
"Chandler, Chandler!" Monica said to him for like the millionth time.
"Yes, Mon," Chandler said snapping his head towards her.
"Are you ok?" Monica laughed as she took his hand in hers and gave it a comforting squeeze.
"I'm good. I'm fine," Chandler rambled.
"Monica Gellar," the nurse called from the doorway and both heads turned towards her.
"Are you ready?" Monica asked giving his hand another gentle squeeze.
"Yeah," Chandler gulped nervously. God he hoped he at least sounded ready because he felt far from ready for this…for a baby.
Monica and Chandler got up from their seats and followed the nurse to the back.
"Step on please," the nurse said prompting Monica to step on the scale. Monica gave Chandler a look signaling him to turn around.
"Right, sorry," Chandler blushed as he turned. Once Monica's weight was taken, which he could tell she was not happy with judging by the frown that now blanketed her face, they made their way to one of the many exam rooms in the office.
On their way, they passed a young and in love couple who were gushing over a sonogram picture as they practically skipped out of the office in glee. Unfortunately Monica and Chandler were not that couple; they were not young, in love, and over the moon with happiness over their impending parenthood.
"Well this isn't the type of doctor's office that I am accustomed to," Chandler quipped noting all of the charts and models of female parts as they entered the exam room.
"Well, I would hope not," the nurse scoffed as she prompted Monica to sit on the exam table so she could check her vitals.
"Funny," Chandler chuckled as the nurse rolled her eyes at him and took Monica's blood pressure.
"You're vitals look great. Here, hon, why don't you change into this gown. Doctor Long will be in soon for the exam," the nurse smiled handing Monica the gown.
"Exam?" Chandler asked curiously.
"Pelvic exam and ultra sound," the nurse said reading from Monica's chart.
"But you've obviously seen her pelvis before so THIS shouldn't be TOO new to you," the nurse smirked as she left the room.
"Well, she's a real treat," Chandler quipped once the nurse was gone.
"Yeah…do you mind turning around so I can change?" Monica asked as she kicked of her clogs.
"Why? I've already seen you naked," Chandler chuckled.
"Chandler!" Monica groaned.
"Fine, fine, tough crowd," Chandler mumbled and turned around so that his friend could change into the gown. Once Monica was changed into the gown, she took a seat on the exam table, and Chandler took a seat on one of the nearby chairs as they fell into an awkward silence.
"So what's new with you, Mon?" Chandler asked attempting to break the tension in the room.
"Well, I got pregnant," Monica quipped.
"Really, so who is the father?" Chandler joked earning a glare from Monica.
"Hello," the doctor said as she entered the room and both visibly sighed in relief.
"Hi, Dr. Long," Monica smiled in return.
"This is Chandler, he's the baby's father," Monica said introducing Chandler.
"Nice to meet you, Chandler," Doctor Long responded shaking Chandler's hand politely.
"So how are we doing today?" the doctor asked glancing at Monica's chart.
"Well, I'm feeling a little bit gassy," Chandler chimed in.
"I was asking Monica, but I'm sorry to hear that," Dr. Long said.
"I'm fine," Monica answered rolling her eyes at her goofy friend.
"Any nausea?" the doctor asked looking back up at Monica.
"A little in the morning but not too bad," Monica shrugged.
"Great, well everything else looks good, so let's go ahead and begin the pelvic exam," Dr. Long said as Monica nodded somewhat nervously which Chandler picked up on, and he walked over to her side and gave her hand an encouraging squeeze. Monica responded with a grateful smile before grimacing slightly as the device entered her vagina.
"Well everything looks good," Monica Dr. Long said as she withdrew the instrument, and Monica sighed in relief.
"Do you have any questions?" Dr. Long asked as she set to work setting up the equipment for the ultra sound.
"Yeah," Monica said looking between the doctor and Chandler. "Can we verify how far along I am in the pregnancy?"
"That's what the ultra sound will do," Dr. Long answered as the pair nodded.
"Ok, Monica and Chandler are you ready to see your baby?" Dr. Long asked as she squeezed gel onto the ultra sound wand.
"I think so," Monica nodded glancing up at Chandler.
"Yeah," Chandler said with a nod.
"Ok," Dr. Long smiled as she moved the wand over Monica's still flat belly and immediately the screen came to life revealing a bunch of white and black blurs and lines.
"Nice strong heart beat," Dr. Long smiled.
"The baby already has a heartbeat?" Chandler asked in surprise.
"Yeah, the baby has a heartbeat at about six weeks, and judging from this I would say your baby is just about seven weeks," the doctor said glancing at the pair who shared an inside smirk. This was in fact Chandler's baby because they had slept together exactly seven weeks from the day.
"We'll call this baby, our pool table baby," Chandler whispered in Monica's ear and Monica chuckled in response.
"Where is the baby?" Monica asked trying to locate her baby on the screen.
"Do you see that little black peanut surrounded by that white circle over here?" Dr. Long asked pointing to the tiny image on the screen.
"Yeah," Monica nodded in response.
"That's your baby," the doctor smiled.
"That's our baby?" Monica asked her breath catching in awe at the sight. That was her baby, her beautiful baby. She loved him or her already.
"Doctor Long is it too soon to tell whether it's a boy or girl?" Chandler asked.
"Yes, we're between six to eight weeks too early to tell, depending on the gender," Dr. Long answered.
"What do you mean depending on the gender?" Monica asked.
"Well, boys are easier to identify, and can be verified at about week twelve, which would be your next appointment; girls take a few weeks longer to determine so you may have to wait two more appointments before we can verify for sure," Dr. Long explained.
"I think it's a girl," Chandler said confidently.
"Why?" Monica asked.
"I don't know just I do; just call it father's intuition," Chandler shrugged as he turned his attention back to the screen captivated by the little peanut that was his child. The idea of becoming a father was growing on him more and more by the second.
"Chandler," Monica said pulling him back to the present.
"What?" Chandler asked shaking his head.
"You've been in zombie mode for a while now; where were you?" Monica asked.
"I was thinking about the first time we did this," Chandler answered.
"You were a nervous wreck," Monica laughed.
"So were you!" Chandler defended.
"Yeah, but I hid it so much better!" Monica said.
"When did we get back here?" Chandler asked noting that they had somehow made it back to the exam room.
"Somewhere during the time you took a trip back to yesteryear," Monica quipped.
"Funny, Mon," Chandler laughed sarcastically.
"I guess you're rubbing off on me," Monica noted.
"That's not all I'm doing, baby," Chandler breathed leaning in to kiss her.
"Hello," Dr. Long greeted as she entered the room.
"Hi, Dr. Long," Monica smiled as she pulled herself away from Chandler.
"So how is the mommy to be?" the doctor smiled.
"Nauseous all the time," Monica replied.
"It's still bad?" Dr. Long asked.
"It's gotten better…it's actually just in the morning now," Monica said.
"That's good, how is the peppermint tea helping?" Dr. Long asked.
"It's helping," Monica answered.
"That's good to hear, unfortunately, as you already know the course of morning sickness is unpredictable. All you can do is keep track of and avoid foods that worsen it," Dr. Long stated sympathetically as Monica nodded in understanding.
"How about the pre natal vitamins, are you taking them?" Dr. Long asked.
"I sure am!" Monica smiled proudly.
"So, we already did the pelvic exam a few weeks ago when you came in here for the initial pregnancy test, so we're just doing the ultrasound today," the doctor smiled.
"Thank god," Chandler sighed in relief as Monica laughed and gave his hand a sympathetic squeeze.
As the doctor prepared the machine, Monica lay back on the table in preparation and Chandler moved next to her head and kissed her forehead lovingly.
"Are you ready to see our baby, Chandler?" Monica asked smiling up at him.
"More than ready," Chandler returned.
They turned their attention back to the screen expectantly as the doctor began to move the wand over Monica's stomach. Both stared at the screen in awe as the machine came to life, a sense of De Ja Vu washing over them.
"What a loud heartbeat," Chandler said noting that the sound was much more powerful than the sound baby Hannah's heartbeat made.
"That's because there are two heartbeats," Dr. Long smiled looking back at the couple, and Monica and Chandler stared at her in shock.
"Our baby has two heartbeats?" Chandler asked in horror.
"No…" Dr. Long began.
"Chandler, she's not implying that our baby has two heartbeats; she's implying that we're having two babies," Monica clarified.
"We're having twins?" Chandler asked his eyes wide in disbelief.
"Fraternal and not identical," Dr. Long noted.
"How can you tell?" Monica asked scanning the image for a clue.
"Both fetuses have their own placentas which is the black space surrounding them," the doctor said pointing to each fetus.
"We're having two babies? We made two babies?" Chandler asked dumbfoundedly.
"I would say you did good, dad. You fertilized two eggs," the doctor said as if this would make Chandler feel proud of himself.
"Chandler, are you ok?" Monica asked her voice thick with concern.
"We're having two babies!" Chandler exclaimed excitedly as realization sunk in.
"I love you," Chandler smiled leaning in to kiss his wife's lips.
"I love you too, Chandler," Monica breathed as she accepted the kiss.
"I'll give you two a minute," Dr. Long smiled as she left the couple who were now locked in a passionate embrace.
December 23rd, 2002
"Hold still!" Monica said as she secured her daughter's headpiece with another bobby pin as they stood in the school auditorium where Hannah's dance school was performing an annual showing of the nutcracker.
"Aw! You look so beautiful!" Rachel gushed rushing over to her niece and placing a big wet kiss on her cheek.
"Thank you," Hannah's replied as her aunt smothered her with kisses.
"Rach!" Monica whined. "You're going to mess up her make up!" Monica complained.
"Sorry…" Rachel blushed sheepishly.
"Hi, honey," Ross greeted gave his niece a quick kiss as he grasped the handle of baby Emma's stroller.
"Hi, Emma…" Hannah cooed going over to fuss with her baby cousin who smiled broadly at her in return. Monica smiled fondly at the bond Hannah and Emma already shared.
"You brought Emma?" Monica asked turning her attention back to the couple.
"Yeah, Emma is SO excited to see her cousin perform!" Ross said enthusiastically as Rachel fidgeted with Ross's camera.
"Molly bailed again, didn't she?" Monica smirked knowingly.
"Yeah…" Ross sighed with a slump of his shoulders.
"Seriously, Ross?" Rachel began looking up from her task. "Why did we even higher her in the first place?" Rachel asked.
"Because Ross thinks she's sexy," Monica said teasingly.
"That is not why!" Ross defended. "I'll have you know that Molly is a highly qualified child care specialist with a master's degree in Early Childhood Development and several years of experience, including working for Sarah Jessica Parker for a whole year." Ross pointed out.
"Interesting it was only for a year," Monica noted as Ross opened his mouth to retort when Rachel chimed in.
"Cut the crap Ross, I know the only reason you hired her was because you, Joey, and Chandler have the hots for her. Which is SO not fair because you made me fire Sandy because of his sex appeal, whom, by the way, was way better with Emma. Plus, he actually showed up when he was supposed to," Rachel stated.
"Fine…I'll fire her on Monday and call the other nanny we were considering," Ross conceded.
"Why didn't you just hire this other nanny in the first place?" Monica asked.
"Because she is sixty years old with sagging boobs; not cute perky ones like Molly has," Rachel sarcastic.
"She does have great boobs," Monica agreed earning an eye roll from Rachel.
"And she has a great ass!" Ross added quietly which unfortunately, for him, Rachel overheard.
"Ross!" Rachel hissed slapping him in the arm.
"But even still, she is not nearly as sexy or beautiful as you," Ross stated.
"Aw! You're forgiven," Rachel cooed kissing her boyfriend sweetly on the lips.
"Oh, get a room," Monica groaned.
"Don't hate on us because your man is in Tulsa!" Rachel said.
"Hey," they heard behind them and all three heads, including Hannah's, turned towards Phoebe's voice.
"What the hell is up with the two of you?" Ross asked noticing that Phoebe and Joey both looked flushed and disheveled.
"Can you believe we were nearly trampled by a horde of mice soldiers in the lobby?" Phoebe lied.
"You know! We were almost trampled by some kids running around the lobby, too? Meanwhile, I saw no parents or adults in sight, for that matter!" Ross exclaimed as Phoebe and Joey nodded sympathetically in mock understanding.
"Ross! How do you work this damn thing?" Rachel asked diverting Ross's attention.
"Good one, Phoebes," Joey whispered as they shared a secret smiled.
"Honey," Monica said going over to her daughter.
"Yes," Hannah replied looking up from Emma who frowned as her cousin stopped their game of peek-a- boo. Monica could not help but smile at how good Hannah was with Emma. Hannah was going to make such an incredible big sister.
"The show is about to start, I think you need to go join the others back stage," Monica stated.
"Ok," Hannah shrugged halfheartedly.
"What's wrong, sweetheart?" Monica frowned bending down to her daughter's eye level.
"I wish daddy were here," Hannah sighed.
"I know, baby," Monica smiled sympathetically.
"But Uncle Ross is going to video tape the whole thing, and you and daddy can watch it together when he comes home for New Years," Monica smiled in attempt to cheer up her daughter.
"Rachel! How the hell did you manage to break the camera?" Ross's exclaimed behind them.
"Or not…" Monica frowned.
"Hey!" they heard a familiar voice say and both mother and daughter snapped their heads in its direction.
"Daddy!" Hannah exclaimed excitedly as she ran and threw herself into her father's waiting arms.
"I'm so happy you're here!" Hannah smiled after receiving a kiss on the lips and a giant hug from her father.
"I couldn't miss you're shining role as a snowflake for anything in the world," Chandler smiled brightly as he held her up in his arms.
"Flower," Hannah clarified.
"Right, flower" Chandler nodded.
"Hannah, time to go on," her dance teacher called from behind her and Hannah nodded towards her.
"Break a leg," Chandler said before kissing her cheek and setting her down.
"K," Hannah said as she ran off.
"Chandler what are you doing here?" Monica asked as he walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her in a hug which she gladly returned.
"I quit," Chandler said simply.
"You what?" Monica asked as all of the friends responded with similar variations of her question.
"I called my boss, who apparently was fired," Chandler stated.
"What?" Ross asked in surprise.
"Yeah, apparently all the big changes she's made in the last few months haven't been working out so well for the company," Chandler began, "so I talked to her boss, Mr. President of the Company, and I told him that I was tired of being away from my family. And also not happy that I couldn't even spend Christmas with my family…" Chandler explained as he was interjected by Joey.
"And Joey," Joey added.
"And Joey," Chandler clarified with a roll of his eyes.
"And Phoebe," Phoebe chimed in.
"And Phoebe," Chandler amended.
"And…" Ross began.
"Big picture please," Chandler said through gritted teeth, and everyone nodded for him to continue.
"So, I told my boss how fed up I was with the way things were going and he agreed with me, and then he told me that I was doing a really good job leading the team in Tulsa, and that I have been on the company's radar for a while for a promotion," Chandler smiled.
"And…" Monica asked wondering where he was going with this.
"So, my boss said that I couldn't quit because they are promoting me to Vice President of the Company!" Chandler exclaimed excitedly.
"Yeah baby!" Joey exclaimed hugging his friend.
"Congratulations, man," Ross smiled patting him on the back and Phoebe and Rachel also followed with their own congratulations.
After receiving congratulations from all of his friends, Chandler turned to the sole person's opinion that mattered.
"Mon…" Chandler began looking down at her expectantly.
"So does this mean that you will be coming home for good?" Monica asked tears welling in her eyes.
"It does," Chandler nodded.
"Then I'm happy," Monica smiled. Chandler responded by pulling her closer to him and dipping his head to kiss her deeply.
January 10th, 2003
"Nancy, can you get me Carl Landry's phone number?" Chandler asked over the intercom in his new, more spacious office.
"Yes, Mr. Bing," his new secretary responded.
"Thanks, Nancy," Chandler finished as he leaned back in his chair tiredly. This was the first week of his new role as Vice President, but it was not his new job that was exhausting him, it was Monica.
Monica was more insatiable than ever. Not that he didn't enjoy making love to his beautiful wife it was just exhausting trying to keep up with her new, never ending sex drive. Granted, they had always enjoyed a very healthy and active sex life, but now they were doing it non-stop like rabbits.
"Hey honey," Monica greeted walking into his office, shutting the door behind her, and setting her bag down next to the black leather chair in his office.
"Nice office," Monica smiled admiring the new space.
"Monica?" Chandler asked in surprise getting up from his chair to greet her.
"What are you doing here?" Chandler asked after kissing her softly on the lips.
"I'm here to do you," Monica smiled seductively as she untied and opened the long trench coat she was wearing to reveal to him that she was completely naked.
Chandler just stared at her in both shock and arousal. He was in shock because she was naked in his office and he was aroused because she looked so damn sexy. Granted, Monica had always been hot but the pregnancy only added to it. Even though it was too early to see a noticeable bulge, her skin had taken on an ethereal glow, and her breasts which had always been disproportionality big for her small frame were now twice their size making her look like a porn star.
"Monica…" Chandler said once he managed to find his voice.
"What? Don't you like?" Monica asked glancing down at her naked body.
"No, I like trust me I like…" Chandler drawled. "It's just now is not a good time for that," Chandler said.
"Its lunch time," Monica frowned glancing at the wall clock.
"Well, I have a staff meeting after lunch which I am in the middle of preparing for," Chandler said.
"Then, we'll make this very quick," Monica said pouncing on him.
"Look Mon...I don't think doing it in my office my first week as VP of the company is going to help me earn rapport with my employees," Chandler said gently pushing her away.
"That's the fun of it…trying not to get caught," Monica smirked leaning in to kiss him.
"Ok! Ok!" Chandler finally admitted reluctantly pulling himself away from her.
"I'm tired…Mon…I'm tired of having sex!" Chandler blurted out.
"Oh…I see," Monica finally said turning to pick up the trench coat off of the floor.
"Mon…" Chandler said to his wife's turned back as she put the trench coat back on.
"I get it you don't want to sleep with me," Monica shrugged fighting back tears.
"Monica…" Chandler said gently turning her to face him.
"It's definitely not that I don't want make love to you because trust me I never don't want to make love to you," Chandler said.
"Then, what is it?" Monica asked biting her bottom lip in confusion.
"I'm just a little tired. I mean we have been doing it practically non-stop these past few weeks…which is great, but I'm not as young as I used to be and it's kind of wearing me out," Chandler added.
"It's just these damn pregnancy hormones," Monica sighed in frustration.
"All I can think about is you being inside of me, making love to me. It' so frustrating, I can't think of anything else!" Monica exclaimed.
"Is that so?" Chandler asked raising his eyebrow in curiosity.
"Yeah, but you know what its fine…I'll just go home and take a nice hot shower, maybe that will help to sooth the ache," Monica insisted.
"Uh huh…" Chandler said picturing her soaping her hot naked body underneath the hot cascading water. There would also be steam lots of steam, and he would be there with her soaping her, touching her, and making love to her.
"Yeah, and maybe I'll use the vibrator if that doesn't help," Monica thought out loud.
"Uh huh…" Chandler repeated now picturing her sensitive body writhing with pleasure on their bed but instead of the vibrator driving in and out of her he pictured himself driving in and out of her.
"I'll just…" Monica began as Chandler lifted her chin so that he could capture her lips in a searing kiss which she gladly returned.
"I changed my mind; I'm not too tired for sex!" Chandler insisted as he lifted her in his arms encouraging her to wrap her clad legs around his waist.
"What changed your mind?" Monica gasped as Chandler tore open and off her coat, and she worked at unbuckling his belt and unzipping his trousers.
"Picturing you naked and me screwing you," Chandler stated huskily.
"Oh," Monica laughed in both shock and arousal as he leaned her against his office door, and she thrust her hips forward so that he could position his freed cock to line up with her wet opening.
"Boy someday sure got horny awfully fast," Monica joked glancing down at his painfully stiff looking erection.
"It doesn't take a lot for you to do that to me, baby," Chandler breathed as he grabbed her hips and thrust into her.
"Oh…" Monica breathed biting her lower lip in pleasure as Chandler withdrew and slammed back into her.
"That feels nice," Monica sighed, and Chandler smirked in response before dipping his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth, and he gazed into her pleasure filled eyes as he sucked on her pert breast and continued to pump in and out of her.
He watched as she opened her mouth in pleasure, and her eyes rolled back in her head as he thrust one final time inside of her and they came together both moaning as quietly as possible.
They both panted coming down from their orgasms.
"That was amazing," Chandler panted as he leaned his forehead against hers.
"It always is," Monica smiled lovingly as she leaned in for a gentle kiss which quickly built in intensity and passion.
"So, I have another ten minutes before my staff meeting, do you want to go again?" Chandler asked hopefully.
"Are you sure you're up to it, sweetheart?" Monica asked sympathetically as he carried her over to the couch.
"Oh yeah," Chandler breathed as he thrust into her for round two. Screw being tired. Being tired was SO worth it if he got to make love to his beautiful wife.
TO BE CONTINUED…
NOTE: Thank you for reading! All of my knowledge on pregnancy and palm reading came from information I found on the internet, and if any of what I wrote is inaccurate I apologize, and please do let me know so I can correct it.
