Author's Note: So I've been having a lot of issues with my email. It keeps saying that my account is rejecting emails for notifications so it's been disabled. I've tried fixing it but I can't seem to figure it out. I also don't ever see this story under the actual "Friends section". I'll only see it if I go to my actual account. Has anyone else had any issues with this? Also can you let me know if you're actually seeing the fic getting posted to the website. Thanks.

September 2009

Monica thought she was going to lose it. She was officially in the second trimester. Which meant the nausea was finally subsiding but it also meant that all she wanted to do was throw Chandler on the bed, or the wall, or the table. Honestly, it didn't matter where, she just wanted him all the time. When he came home from work that night he barely walked through the door before she had grabbed him by the coat and kissed him hungrily.

"Take your pants off right now or I'm filing for divorce." She said, pulling his jacket off.

"But…but the twins," Chandler managed to get out before Monica kissed him again.

"With my parents," Monica said.

"Oh good," he said. "I just don't want to them to see something and-"

"Pants, Bing!"

"Okay,"

They fumbled with the rest of their clothes before falling onto the couch.

"Is…is this safe?" Chandler groaned as Monica kissed him.

"Yes, it's safe now stop talking," Monica gasped as she pulled on Chandler's tie to keep him from moving away from her.

It was a little difficult to maneuver with both of them on the couch. It was fast and hurried almost like when they first started dating. Monica pulled down Chandler's pants far enough so that her hand could wrap around his length, pumping until he was hard and thick in her hand. He shuddered visibly as he pulled down her underwear. Monica could barely think as slowly slid inside her. She arched into him as he moved against her. Chandler pulled down the straps of her dress and brought his mouth to her breast as her fingernails dug into his back.

"Oh, god," Monica cried out as his lips brushed the swell of her breast. He then flicked his tongue around her nipple before sucking on the sensitive bud. He thrusted into her again and again while his lips were wrapped around the stiff peak. He brought his hand to her other breast and rolled her nipple in between his fingers. She barely had time to react to the unexpected jolt of pleasure as her muscles tensed and all of a sudden she was coming against him. She clenched around him, which seemed to have tipped Chandler over the edge as well as he groaned against her skin and spilled into her.

"Oh," Chandler lifted up his head, trying to catch his breath, his hair sticking up in every direction. "T-that was new."

"I'm j-just really sensitive right now," Monica said, barely able to get any words out. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into a bruising kiss. She then kissed Chandler all over his face as he slipped out of her, breathing heavily.

"Mon," he mumbled as she continued to kiss him. "Mon, it's not that I don't love this, but I don't have the stamina that I used to."

Monica pouted at him before sucking on his lower lip.

"Oh god, you're going to be the death of me," he groaned into her mouth as she arched into him again.

"Hi honey," Monica smiled as she walked into Chandler's office.

"Oh," Chandler looked up. "What are you doing here?"

"Can't a wife come and visit her husband while he's at work?" Monica asked.

"What do you want?" Chandler squinted his eyes at her.

"I've been craving Chinese food all day and there's that little restaurant right by your office."

"Okay," Chandler smiled. "We can head over in about 10 minutes."

"Okay!"

The walk to the restaurant was quick, which was a good thing, because Monica was starving. Her appetite finally came back. The problem was that now she was craving all sorts of food all the time. After getting her order, she practically scarfed down her food.

"Oh my god," she said. "This is so good!"

"I'm just glad you're finally eating again," Chandler said. "Oh, so I just heard from Joey."

"Oh really," Monica said with a mouth full of food. "How is he doing?"

"He actually just booked a role for a movie and they're filming it here. So he'll get to move back to New York for six months."

"That's so great!" Monica exclaimed. "If Joey is in town, they we can invite everyone over and tell them about Baby Bing. It'll be just like old times."

"If we invite everyone over, then we're gonna need a bigger coffee pot," Chandler joked.

Monica happily continued eating her food, until she looked down and saw that her plate was empty. But she was still so hungry. Monica looked over and found herself staring at Chandler's plate wistfully.

"Mon?" Chandler asked when he realized that she had been staring.

"Do you think you're gonna finish all that?" Monica asked.

"You should be happy that I'm not Joey," Chandler said as he pushed his plate over towards her.

"I love you," she said as she took a bite of his food.

"I know."

Later that night, she had woken up Chandler while searching through the pantry, trying to find something that would satisfy her cravings.

"Honey, it's almost five in the morning? What are you doing?" he asked.

"There's no food here," Monica huffed.

"I have to disagree with that," Chandler said. "There's a lot of food here."

"But none of it's the right food."

"Well, what is the right food?"

"I don't know but we don't have it!"

"Well unfortunately I'm pretty terrible when it comes to cooking," Chandler said. "But I could make you pancakes."

"Pancakes!" Monica said. "Yes, that's perfect. Now hurry up before I change my mind."

"Yes, dear."

Chandler started to grab ingredients from the pantry and placed them onto the counter. He then tried to grab one of the pans but then accidentally knocked it over and it made a loud clang against the floor.

"Still a dropper, Bing." Monica smirked as Chandler rolled his eyes at her.

"What was that noise?" Jack asked quietly as he rubbed his eyes. Monica turned and saw Jack and Erica standing by the doorway to the kitchen.

"Your daddy knocked over the pan," Monica said.

"Is Daddy making pancakes?" Erica asked. "Isn't it too early for pancakes?"

"It's never too early for pancakes," Chandler responded. "And since it's a weekend and you two don't have school today, I can make pancakes for everyone."

"Yay!" Jack and Erica exclaimed, neither one of them appeared to be tired anymore.

Monica grabbed plates as Chandler went back to work mixing the ingredients together. Jack and Erica ran to the kitchen table.

"Daddy, can you do a big pancake flip again?" Jack asked.

"No, no big flips," Monica said. "The last time that happened there was pancake batter stuck to the ceiling for days!"

"But it was funny!" Erica laughed.

"Your mother is right," Chandler said as he poured the batter into the pan. He then whispered. "We can do the big flips a later time."

Jack and Erica clapped their hands excitedly while Monica rolled her eyes.

"Alright," Chandler said as he brought the pancakes to the table. "Now be careful, they're still hot."

Monica watched as he served everyone their pancakes before sitting down next to her.

"Thank you," Monica said to him softly. He smiled sweetly at her and the four of them ate their pancakes and watched the sun rise.

October 2009

"Mommy?" Jack asked one night as Monica was folding laundry. "Could we have another cookie?"

"Please!" Erica added.

Jack and Erica's class was having a bake sale at their school tomorrow. Which meant Monica spent all day working on the perfect cookie recipe. There was no way anyone else would make a better dessert than her. This meant she had three very happy taste testers trying different cookie recipes. But now the final batch of cookies had been baked.

"Honey," Monica sighed. "Both of you had a bunch of cookies earlier today. If we eat too many more, then we won't have enough for the bake sale. I promise that you both will get to eat more tomorrow."

"Okay…" Erica pouted but Monica stood her ground as they both walked back out of the laundry room.

Once Monica finished folding the remaining clothes, she headed out of the laundry room and walked past the dining room and saw Jack and Erica…eating the chocolate chip cookies. She immediately turned around and walked into the dining room. The twins both froze, realizing that they had been caught.

"Now," Monica crossed her arms. "Where did you two get those cookies?"

"Um…the jar just fell over!" Jack said quickly.

"Your father gave them to you, didn't he?"

"He told us not to tell you," Erica replied.

"Oh you are spineless, Bing!" Monica said as she walked out of the room and nearly ran into Chandler, who was also holding one of the cookies.

"The jar just fell over, Mon!" Chandler said and he shoved the rest of the cookie into his mouth before Monica could rip it out of his hand.

Monica and Chandler stared at the envelope lying on the kitchen table. They had just had their 18 week ultrasound. Monica had been going to appointments every couple of weeks and every time she would sit there terrified that someone was going to tell her something was wrong. But every time she had an appointment, she was told that everything was going well. Baby Bing was growing and there have been no abnormalities or concerns present on any ultrasounds. Inside the envelope was a piece of paper that would tell them if they were having a boy or a girl. They both thought about going in blind again and not knowing the gender of the baby, but after the surprise of accidentally adopting twins and then the surprise of actually getting pregnant, they both decided that they didn't need any more surprises.

"So, how should we do this?" Monica asked. Part of her just wanted to rip the envelope open and get the whole thing over with.

"Well," Chandler said. "What if…what if I was the one to tell you."

Monica looked at him for a moment and then smiled. "I think that would be the perfect way to do it."

"Really, you're okay with it?"

"Yeah I really am," she said as she handed him the envelope. She wouldn't want anyone else to tell her.

"Okay," he said as he opened the envelope and slowly took out the piece of paper. "Monica Geller, we will be having a…"

She watched as his eyes lit up.

"She's a girl, isn't she?" Monica interrupted him.

"H-how did you figure that out?" he asked, turning the letter over to see if he could read through the back side.

"I saw the look on your face." Monica said. "We're having a baby girl."

"We're having a baby girl." He repeated to her and they both wrapped their arms around each other.

"We're gonna have to tell the kids when they get back from school." Monica said.

"Erica will be over the moon," Chandler smiled.

Later that night, Monica baked a cake filled with bright pink frosting. She brought the cake out to the dining room and very slowly cut out a piece. As soon as Erica saw the bright pink color, she practically jumped out of her chair and ran around the table screaming, "I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT!"

Jack did not share the same enthusiasm as his sister, but this was to be expected. He was always the quieter of the two. But he happily ate a piece of cake while Erica continued to run around the dining room. She then placed the picture of the most recent ultrasound on the table for everyone to see. Baby Girl Bing would be here soon…and there was still so much left to do.

Author's Note: In my mind, Baby Bing was always a girl.