It's been two weeks since we said our first I love yous to each other, and we've been saying them almost every day, making the gang bitter about our affection.

"God, you guys just can't get enough," Phoebe said as I snuggle myself into Chandler, his knee was straddle into my lap. Our bodies, interlock, making us both needy for each other.

We've been dating for 6 months, which means we're halfway through a serious relationship. I believe Chandler is my future, but I can't allow my mind to go there because not all of my relationships have worked out.

"Let them, Phoebe. I think It's cute," Rachel said, sitting on Ross's lap.

Phoebe scoffed, "Look at you two having a boyfriend. God, I wish I have one that I could cuddle like that all day."

Joey leaned in the armchair beside Phoebe and grinned, "How you doing?" saying his catchphrase making Phoebe shyly chuckle.

I take a glance at Chandler who was chuckling at them and when he noticed me staring, he looked down and smiled, "Is there something on my face, that you stare at me like that?"

I softly chuckle, "No...I just—I love you." I said with warmth and seriousness.

He smiled and kissed my forehead, "I love you too,"

I'm still in that He-really-loves-me phase. It's unbelievable that someone actually loves me, not someone, it's Chandler.


Joey took the guys to a Knicks game because he wants to do something nice for all three of them. While us girls decided to have a "Goddess Meeting," which didn't go as well as we had hoped. So, I decided to tidy up the apartment, which was already immaculate, and clean the boy's place on the other side of the hall. There was nothing to do in the living room, so I went into Chandler's room, which, by the way, he always lets me clean.

I like how he accepts my flaws and finds them adorable; none of my previous boyfriends did, and they all thought it was annoying, but screw them because I have found someone who accepts me for who I am.

I noticed a folder underneath his bed as I was cleaning up the trash can. I take a seat on the floor and carefully pull out the thin folder. I wrinkled my brows, debating whether or not to open it. Even though we're together, I don't want to intrude on his privacy, but my curiosity is steadily eating me up. I bite the inside of my mouth to refrain from opening it, but it's just a simple thin folder, so I doubt it's that confidential.

I inhaled deeply and cautiously opened it; there was only one piece of paper inside. I took it and placed the folder next to me on the floor. The first title of the paper caught my attention right away.

"NYU Langone Fertility Center"

I furrowed my eyebrows why would Chandler go here? Maybe it's Joey's since I strictly remember Joey went to a fertility clinic the day it was Rachel's birthday but if it would be Joey's then why is it here?

I leave my thoughts for a moment, and looking at the top left to see the name and it was written in Chandler's handwriting. I narrow my eyes to the letters for double-checking and the name was Chandler Muriel Bing. I'm getting confused now, back to my first question, why would Chandler go here?

I look on the top right, beside his name and the date was May 5, 1995 Rachel's birthday. This was months ago, what was he doing here?

I try to find out more about this, my eyes following every word, but I come to a halt when I hear a slam on the door. My heart quickens, and I hurriedly reattach the document to the folder and stow it beneath the bed where I discover it. I stand up composing myself back to normal as I went out to his room and saw Rachel in the kitchen.

I take a deep breath and let out a long sigh, God I thought it was Chandler.

"Monica." She cleared her throat, "We're going downstairs, and I think you should come with us," she said, still mad at me and by that she left.

I sighed as I rolled my eyes and turned my head to Chandler's door. I shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have opened it, now here I am thinking about it; curious and as well as confused. Why would Chandler go there? Does he have a problem? I quickly shake that thought. Don't think like that Monica. If he does have a problem then he would tell to me...

Right?...


The guys returned to the game, exhausted and despondent. When I went into Chandler's room, he was already getting ready to sleep. "Hey, why are you here?" He asked as I closed the door behind me and peered beneath his bed with him, checking to see if the folder was still there.

I flinch slightly, "Oh...— I went if- if it is okay to sleep here for tonight?" I gradually said and his face instantly forms a smile, "Of course, come here," taping the spacing beside him. I smiled back and sit down beside him, putting my head into his chest as he begins to stroke my hair. I contentedly sigh, God, he's good. I thought.

I closed my eyes for a moment, "How's the game?"

He continues stroking and scraping it, "Oh, the knicks lose and Joey was kinda upset," he told.

I laugh, I know how much Joey loves the knicks. Knicks Rules! His favourite catchphrase.

I sigh as my memory travels back to the day I was intrigued by his and Chandler's 'secret.' I was trying to put the pieces together earlier, but I have no real clue what's going on. I don't want to think about the bad aspects of the form's description. Chandler, I'm sure, would tell me if he had a problem.

"Mon, Did you clean up in here?" He unexpectedly asked. I opened my eyes, my breathing starts to shallow and my heart rate is going fast, "Uhm, yeah but I didn't—"

"Mon, It's okay. I just noticed after I went home, my room was neat and you know you're allowed to clean it. After all, it's like I'm having a maid, cleaning in my room but without spending $25 a day," He quipped.

I let out a breath. I thought he's going to ask about the folder. I shift my body, my chin resting on his chest, looking up at him, "So you think of me as a Maid not as your girlfriend?" I grinned. He playfully smirked at me, "No, I think of you as my girlfriend...who loves to clean, of course," He said and I chuckled, tracing circles around his chest.

He smiled at me, moving the strands out of my face, "I love you, you know that right?" He softly said. I nodded and went up to kiss him tenderly on the lips, "I love you too so so much," I beamed.

His expression suddenly change into sadness but had a still smile on his face. I frowned at him, "What?..." I whisper, feeling a little apprehensive. I felt her hand across my cheek and slowly but swiftly strokes it, "Nothing, I just want to promise you that... I'll make your dream come true... and I will always love you...always," He trailed off.

My eyes start to form tears. Why is he being like this all of a sudden? Is he already planning about the future? Impossible, we're dating for only 6 months. It's too early...is it? Well, I did sometimes see Chandler in my future. Just the two of us, having fun in each other's arms, looking lovingly to one another. Then suddenly we heard a disturbance across the room, Chandler stands up as he picked up what's inside the crib and it was a baby. I beautiful baby girl.

I shake my thoughts away, looking at Chandler faintly as I tear rolled out my eyes, he wipes it with his thumb and I smiled, "You promise?" I mumbled.

After a few seconds, he softly smiles and nodded, "I promise."

He promised.


I wake up by the rays of sunshine across the room. I look over to his side table and it's only 6:12 in the morning but my bladder was starting to squeeze already. I sat up carefully trying not to wake up Chandler as he sleeps peacefully on the bed. I smiled as I look down at his facial features. I always stare at his face whenever I wake up early. I love how even in his sleep, he's still handsome.

I gradually slide to the edge of the bed and went carefully outside, gradually closing the door behind me. I was surprised to see Joey coming out in the bathroom, maybe he went to pee too, I thought.

"Hey, Goodmorning, Joe," I greeted. "Hey, Moring. Spend the night with Chandler, huh?" He asked with a sly grin. I shake my head, "Joey! Stop that, we already sleeping for months and we didn't do anything, we just talk and went to sleep," I said, folding my arms around my chest.

"Oh, Sorry. You guys talk? Wha—What did you talk about?" He abruptly asked. I narrowed my eyes at him, "That's none of your business, Joey," I said.

"Oh is it a secret that none of us should know?" He asked again. Why is he asking too many questions early in the morning? God, I need to go to the bathroom.

"What? No, it's not a secret... it's more like a promise and why are you so keen to know?" I asked, slowly shaking my hips, keeping in my situation.

"Nothing. Nothing, I was just curious..." He trailed off, avoiding my intense gaze. I cleared my throat, "Joey, do you remember the day that your going to tell me something..." I said, moving towards him as he furrowed his eyebrows, "What are you talking about?"

"You know, when you're going to tell me that 'thing' between you and Chandler was hiding... the first time you met him..." I said as I was now in front of him. He was confused for a while, trying to remember what day that was and his face quickly changes into a surprise, "Yeah, I remember..." He trailed off.

"Then, now tell me... where did you first meet him?" I asked, crossing my arms while waiting for him to answer and all I received was shallow breathing and an avoid gaze. "Joey." I said his name, "Look at me, where did you meet him? Tell me the truth, I already know something..." I said.

"What?" He asked, "You know something about what?" He's the one who turns to ask questions.

"I can't tell you. Just tell me where did you meet him?" I asked, getting slightly frustrated because I badly want to pee but at the same time I want to know what is the secrecy that day.

"Mon...—"

"Don't Mon me! Just tell me, Joe!" I shrilled.

"Shhh, Chandler is sleeping behind that door and I can't tell you. It's not my place to tell but I will tell you where did I met him..." He finally said.

"Where?" I whispered, guiding Joey in the kitchen so that we won't be close at Chandler's room.

Joey take a glance at Chandler's room and leaned in gradually into me.

He sigh, "I met him in the hospital..."


So do you have any clues on Chandler's secret now?