The second chapter today! :D or actually it's far over the midnight around there but whatever, I'm still awake!

Okay I've got nothing to say really, except that I don't own Friends! And thanks for the reviews once again! Hope you'll enjoy :)


Chapter Nine

Monica was in the kitchen the next morning, or afternoon, making breakfast. She was smiling slightly. She'd woken up about two hours ago, next to Chandler, his arms wrapped around her. She had lied there for over an hour, watching him sleep. She'd felt happy again and didn't want to think about the fact that maybe despite this amazing night, everything would remain the same. She wanted to believe that wasn't true. Chandler had been really drunk but she didn't care. She wanted to believe that he would've done it sober too. But she wasn't so sure that was true.. She just hoped that he wouldn't blame her about what happened.

Soon it was Monica's turn to wince as the bedroom door opened.

"What the hell was I doing in the bedroom?" Chandler asked with a raspy voice. He had put his robe on.

Monica sighed. "Good morning to you too, sweetheart.." She muttered sarcastically.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Did you sleep on the couch?" Chandler frowned.

Monica took a deep breath. "No, I didn't."

"What? Why.. Why was I in there?"

"I see you don't remember.." Monica said awkwardly.

Chandler thought about it for a minute, and then his jaw flew open. "Oh God.. We didn't! We didn't.." He said and shook his head. "..did we?"

Monica gave him a look. "Oh no! No no, no!" Chandler yelled in shock. "What the hell happened?"

Monica sighed again. "You were drunk, we started talking, you kissed me, I kissed back.." She explained quietly. "You don't remember anything?"

Chandler ran his fingers through his messy hair. "Oh God no.." he muttered. "No wonder I was naked.. It's not fair, I... You should've stopped me! I didn't know what I was doing, I was drunk!"

Monica shook her head in disbelief. "Fine, I'll try it next time your tongue goes down my throat!"

"Next time?"

"How is this my fault? You don't get to blame me enough already? Now you're the one who was drunk and started it in the first place!" Monica said, ignoring Chandler's question. "And don't you talk about fair to me. You think it's fair that you come home in middle of the night, drunk as hell and I have to take your clothes off for you, hold a glass of water for you so you could drink, clean after you?"

"I really asked that?" Chandler frowned.

"Hey, you couldn't even hold a glass in your hand! So please don't talk about fair", Monica yelled. "Nothing is fair in my life anymore, in this chaos that's just.. just, surreal!"

"I would really, really appreciate if you'd keep your tone down", Chandler said, rubbing his temples. "And just to let you know, there's not much fair left in my life either."

"Yeah, you're right about that, Mr. Hangover", Monica muttered, sat down at the table and started to eat. She felt so stupid for even thinking that after that night things would possibly be better and maybe he'd forgive her. It seemed he didn't remember a single thing of their first night together in a week.


"You had sex with her?" Rachel asked, shocked.

"Dude.." Joey said with a smile.

Chandler nodded with a sigh.

Joey frowned. "Was it that bad?"

"I don't know. I don't remember anything, I was so drunk", Chandler explained. "Guy at work had a birthday party and I got totally wasted.. I still have a killing headache."

"You can still handle the game, right?" Joey asked, looking concerned.

"Yeah, I guess.."

"What.. How? How did it happen?" Rachel asked.

Joey rolled his eyes. "Rach, you're not a virgin, you should know."

Rachel gave him a look. "Well.. She said we were talking and I kissed her and she kissed me back and.. you know", Chandler said, ignoring Joey's comment.

"Wow.. She really can't keep her hands off of you. Were you mad at her?" Rachel said.

Chandler shrugged. "Yeah, kind of.. But it was actually my fault, really."

"Hey.." Rachel said and stroked his arm. "It was just one night, does it matter really that much? And now you know that you still can kiss her."

Chandler let out a snort. "Yes, when I'm drunk."

"So what? You've kissed her, it's a step forward", Rachel said, desperately trying to be supportive.

"I'd like that. That would be a great excuse, y'know, to get insanely drunk often. We're clearly ready to move on", Chandler said sarcastically.

"I think you should try to move on already, make little steps! Think about things that could probably make you trust her more. Do whatever helps, 'cause I'm telling you, she'll wait. But if you know you'll never be able to forgive her and start trusting her again, if you're completely sure about it, let her know."

"Yeah! Or, you could just throw all the trusting crap away and cheat her back", Joey said.

Rachel frowned. "What? No, that would kill her!"

Chandler gave Rachel a look. "I know", he said slowly.

"Sorry.. just think about it, okay? And no cheating on anyone anymore!" Rachel said. "I have to go, bye guys", she said and left hers and Joey's apartment.

Joey glanced at the watch. "Oh, it's almost four! We'd better get going too", Joey said and took his coat. Chandler took his own and they left the apartment.


"Where's Ross, by the way?" Jack asked as they sat at the dinner table.

"I think he's with Ben or something, I don't know", Monica said.

"Oh, I was waiting for him to join for dinner", Judy said, disappointed. Monica gave her a slight, awkward smile.

It was Wednesday and Jack and Judy had come over to dinner. Monica was terrified. She had no clue when or how to tell them. She glanced at Chandler, who was staring into space with a serious look on his face. He'd been even more distant after the night they had sex, a couple days ago. Monica gently kicked his leg under the table to make him come back to reality. He winced slightly and gave her a look. They started eating.

"So, any news about the wedding?" Judy asked.

"Eh.. No, not really", Monica said and glanced at Chandler.

"Nothing? I thought our Harmonica would've planned it all already", Jack said with a smile.

"Well.. I've been busy", Monica said quietly, keeping her eyes in her food.

"Doing what?" Judy asked.

"Um.." Monica said, trying to figure something out. "I've been.. Um.."

Judy frowned. "You've been what, exactly?"

Chandler noticed Monica's desperation and decided to help her out for some reason. "She's been with me." Jack and Judy turned to look at Chandler. "Yeah.. I've kept her busy everyday by taking her to the movies and restaurants. Y'know, can't get enough of her."

"There's a man in love", Jack said and smiled. Monica smiled too and gave Chandler a thankful look. She really was a horrific lier as Chandler had told her.

Monica decided to tell her parents after eating so no one would choke on food.


"Mom, dad" Monica said as she walked to the living room where her parents were sitting on the couch and Chandler on the armchair. "I.. I have some news for you."

Chandler sighed quietly. He hated this. He was sick of the awkward gazes and silences when people heard about Monica being pregnant but not knowing who's the father. He'd wanted to not be a part of this.

"Good or bad news?" Jack asked.

"Well.. Both of them, I think", Monica said with an awkward smile. She swallowed hard as she saw both or her parents staring at her, ready to judge her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant."

Judy's hand flew on her mouth and Jack's eyes widened. They stared at her for a minute.

"Oh God Monica, that's.. That's incredible!" Judy said and rose from the couch to hug Monica.

"Congratulations!" Jack said as he hugged Chandler. "You're going to be an amazing mother", he said as he hugged Monica.

Judy hugged Chandler too. "This is unbelievable", she said, still stunned.

"Yeah, and that's not even the whole story", Chandler muttered.

Monica took a deep breath again. "Yeah, it's not.. The other thing.. I-I'm just gonna say it. So.." She said nervously. "Okay, I'm not sure if Chandler is.. is the father of the baby. It might be.. My God.. It might be Richard, too."

Jack and Judy glanced at each other in shock. Judy gasped for breath. "Oh my.. But.. But Monica, how is that possible?"

"Well.. I was with him.. Once", Monica muttered, unbelievably ashamed of herself, standing there in front of her parents telling them about her being unfaithful to Chandler, with one of his father's best friends.

"What were you thinking?" Judy asked.

"You slept with Richard? Your ex and my friend Richard?" Jack asked in disbelief. Monica nodded, looking down. Jack and Judy turned to look at Chandler. "And what about Chandler?" Jack asked.

"There's a man in love", Chandler quoted Jack, and flashed a fake smile.


Jack and Judy had blamed Monica pretty much the same way as everyone else, but it had hurt Monica more. Not more than Chandler's blaming, but more than her other friends'. It was her parents. They had always judged her, yes, but this time Monica knew herself that it was her fault and she'd deserved to be yelled and blamed at. It truly hurt her.

They had just left. Monica had told them to not call Richard and blame him about this. She had tried to not cry but she had failed, and when she wouldn't stop crying, Jack had suggested that they should be leaving.

Monica and Chandler felt both relieved as they'd left. Monica was still crying, leaning her back against the front door of their apartment. Chandler was sitting in the armchair in the living room, his hands covering his face. He finally dropped his hands and watched Monica crying. He hated seeing her cry, it hurt him so bad.

"It wasn't that bad", he said then, knowing it wasn't true.

Monica looked up to him. "Oh yeah? I was there myself, and it certainly was that bad!"

Chandler sighed. He wanted to go and hug her and comfort her but somehow he didn't know how.. but he didn't care. He got up and walked up to Monica and took her in his embrace. Monica felt instantly much better when someone was holding her, especially when that person was Chandler. She curled up against his chest and cried on his shoulder.

"It's gonna be okay, they'll just have to deal with it", Chandler mumbled quietly in her hair.

Monica sobbed and turned her head to look at him in the eyes. "When are we going to deal with it?" She whispered.

Chandler didn't answer. He just kissed her on the top of her head and hugged her tighter. He didn't know.


Not my best work 'cause I'm feeling really uncomfortable for some reason. Maybe I shouldn't add 2 chapters in a day :D

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