Monica Gellar looked anxiously at her boyfriend. They were all alone in her apartment, but something didn’t feel right. "Chandler…" she began, but he cut her off with a kiss. She pushed him away.

"What, Mon?" he asked, not at all angry at being stopped mid-kiss. If anything, he looked worried.

"Chandler…" Monica began again. "It just doesn’t feel right."

Chandler had an adorable puzzled look on his face, and it was all Monica could do not to forget what she had just said and kiss him. "What doesn’t feel right?" he asked, worriedly.

Monica sighed. "Well, I don’t like the idea of everyone finding out about us. They came so close today, and it worries me."

Chandler nodded. "I guess. But what do we do?" he asked, as a sudden realisation hit him. Monica wanted to break up with him. "We’re not breaking up, are we?"

Monica gave a little laugh. "No, sweetie, I love you too much to do that." She paused. "I think we should tell them."

"Tell them?" asked Chandler. He thought for a second. "If that’s what you want, honey. But not just yet, eh?" He kissed her again, and this time she didn’t stop him. She just let herself be led into her bedroom. A second later, the door closed. High-pitched giggling could be heard from the bedroom, as well as moans of delight.

Rachel walked through the door, just as Monica cried out Chandler’s name. She smirked to herself. "Well, I never," she whispered. "Monica dreams about Chandler." She walked over to the door, ready to wake Monica up, and tell her what she heard. As her hand was on the knob, she heard Chandler’s voice.

"Oh, wow, Monica," he whispered, softly. Rachel gave a start of surprise. That was all the door needed to open. Through the open door, she could see her friends, semi-naked and making out, and they could see her, looking as though she’d seen a ghost.

"Rachel!" gasped Monica, trying to cover herself up with something; before she realised they were Chandler’s boxers. She dropped them and grabbed the bedclothes instead.

Rachel didn’t know what to say. She ran out of the apartment, shocked. Monica sat up, and looked at Chandler. Neither of them spoke for a few seconds, but then, as if they’d talked about it, they got up, dressed quickly, and ran after their friend.

* * *

Rachel ran to Central Perk, the place she’d found comfort all those years before. When she arrived, Ross, Phoebe and Joey were all there. Phoebe had her hand on her stomach, and was talking to the babies. Joey and Ross were chatting about football. They all looked up as Rachel entered.

"Hey, Rach," Joey greeted her. Phoebe nodded, and Ross looked up at her.

"Are you okay, Rachel?" he asked, anxiously.

Rachel didn’t know what to say. "I-I just saw…" she began, but before she could finish, Chandler and Monica ran in.

"Hi, Rachel," said Chandler, with fake cheerfulness.

"Hey," Monica added.

Phoebe sensed the tension in the air. "What did you just see, Rachel?" she asked.

Monica gasped. She couldn’t believe that her best friend would tell everyone. No, that wasn’t true. Even at high school, Rachel had been a lousy secret keeper. But, still…

Chandler seemed to be thinking along the same lines as Monica. "Rachel?" he asked. "Could I please speak to you, over here?" He nodded towards the door, and Rachel walked over with him. Monica followed.

Rachel could hardly look at her friends. She couldn’t believe what she had seen them doing. "What is it?" she muttered, carefully avoiding their eyes.

Monica took charge. "Ok, Rach, you cannot tell anyone about what you just saw." Chandler nodded along with her.

"Why not?" mumbled Rachel.

"Because – because…" began Chandler. He looked at Monica for help. She nodded encouragingly, and he glared at her. "Because we want to tell people in our own time. And it’s not just some little thing. I love her."

Rachel stared at him. "I have to not tell people that you two are dating? The biggest news of the year?"

"I know this must be hard, sweetie," Monica began.

"Hard?" asked Rachel. "I can’t believe you didn’t tell me! And how are people gonna react when they find out I’ve known about you two?"

Monica sighed. "We can’t tell Ross."

"Yeah, we reckon he might kill me," Chandler said, seriously. "And we like me," he added, jokingly.

"So I just have to act normal?" asked Rachel. The other two nodded. "I reckon I can do that." Chandler opened his mouth to give some sarcastic comment, no doubt, but Rachel stopped him. "If I’m gonna do this favour for you, you’re gonna have to be nice to me."

Monica nodded, and, after a poke in the ribs, Chandler did the same. Then, slowly, they walked back to their other friends.

Phoebe looked up. "What did you see, Rachel?"

Rachel looked trapped and stared wildly at Monica and Chandler. Suddenly, she had an inspiration. "I-I saw these two people, uh, making out, on the sidewalk outside." As the rest of the gang ran to see, Monica mouthed "Thanks" to her best friend.

* * *

A week later, Phoebe still hadn’t given birth, and was getting slightly anxious about it. Monica and Chandler had other things to worry about, though. They were working hard at not getting seen together. Now that Chandler had used the European excuse for kissing Monica, they had no standby. Rachel was a huge help, though. She offered to get rid of the rest of the gang so that the ‘lovebirds’ could have the apartment to themselves.

One day, Chandler snuck off work early to be with Monica. While they were kissing in the kitchen, the phone rang. "Ignore it, ignore it," Monica mumbled, kissing Chandler. They let the machine pick it up, and Joey’s voice cut in.

"Hi Monica, this is Joey. Uh, I’ve just taken Phoebe to the hospital; she’s got this really weird pain. I think it’s the babies." Monica pushed Chandler away and ran to the phone. She picked it up.

"Joey? Monica here."

"Oh, Mon," gasped Joey. "I’ve rung Ross and Rachel, but I can’t find Chandler. Can you find him and come – quickly?"

"W-why should I have seen Chandler?" Monica panicked.

Joey glossed over this. "Just come. And fast."

"Fast? Joey, what’s wrong?"

"Wait – I’m running out of ch…" And Joey’s voice disappeared.

Monica turned to Chandler, smiling. "Joey says the babies are coming." He grinned, and hugged her, more of a friendly gesture than a loving one.

She pushed him away. "Gotta get to the hospital." He nodded, and, arms around each other, they walked out the door.

* * *

When they arrived at the hospital, Joey was waiting for them. "Frank and Alice are in there," he said, turning a terrified face to them. "Phoebe’s in a lot of pain."

Chandler patted his arm. "She’ll be fine, Joe."

Monica looked around. "Where’re Ross and Rachel?"

"Gone to get food." Joey was terrified for Phoebe, so scared, he’d turned down food. "I waited here, cos, uh, I wanted to be here when you got here."

There was an uncomfortable silence. Monica was bored, and wished that Joey hadn’t called them until it was over. They could have been doing much better things with their time. "I’m gonna go to the bathroom," she decided, elbowing Chandler.

"Wha—oh, yeah, I need to go as well," Chandler gasped, trying not to show how much Monica had hurt him.

Joey watched, as the two lovers ran to the bathroom. "Man, what did they eat?" he thought.

* * *

"Which bathroom?" gasped Monica, as they ran.

"Neither," replied Chandler. "Broom cupboard." He grabbed her arm and pulled her into one. He shut the door, leaving them in darkness.

They were passionately kissing, when they heard Ross’ voice outside. "Ross," Chandler mumbled, pulling away.

"He won’t know we’re here," Monica whispered, pulling him back. He let her, until they heard Rachel say, "She’s had them?"

They broke apart instantly. "Had them?" Monica was thrilled. "Quick, we’ve gotta get out of here."

"No, no," Chandler stopped her. "Ross is out there, remember?"

Footsteps were heard outside. "Not any more," Monica hissed. "Quickly, we need to get out before they realise we’ve gone."

They waited a few more seconds, and then ran like hell. They ran all the way back to the others, arriving out of breath. Everyone was too excited to notice.

"The babies are here!" cried Rachel, happily.

"And Phoebe’s fine!" Joey shrieked, all traces of fear gone.

"And Chandler’s a girl," added Ross.

* * *

A little while later, the five friends went in to see Frank, Alice, their new children, and Phoebe. Phoebe was sitting in a chair, looking very tired. Babies Frank, Leslie and girl Chandler were adorable, and, as Monica cradled baby girl Chandler, she couldn’t help but wish that she had one. She looked up at Chandler, a question in her eyes.

Chandler sighed. He knew she’d want this one day. He nodded, wearily, and felt exhilarated at the happiness in his girlfriend’s eyes.

Another question was forming in Monica’s mind. More of an idea than a question, really. She wanted to tell everyone about her new love. She glanced at Chandler, and saw that he was so absorbed in looking at the baby, he didn’t even notice her look. So, she whispered her question to him.

He nodded. "But not today," he added. "This is Frank and Alice’s day."

"Later," she murmured. "Love you."

* * *

Two days later, Phoebe came home. They had a little party for her at Monica’s, but she was so depressed at giving up the babies, that it didn’t go very well. Monica knew how to cheer people up, though.

"Chandler and I have something to say," she announced, proudly. "We’ve been dating since London."

Everyone looked up, startled, apart from Ross and Rachel. Rachel faked shock, a good enough fake for Joey and Phoebe. Ross, however, looked angry.

"I can’t believe you, man!" he shouted at Chandler. "You – you slept with my sister." He paused with rage, took a deep breath, and punched Chandler hard in the face.

"Ross!" cried Monica. "How dare you!" She rushed to help her boyfriend, but Ross got there first. He pushed her back, so roughly that she fell. She screamed in pain; she’d landed on a stiletto heel. She began to cry softly as Ross stormed out, kicking his sister on the way out. "I-I can’t believe he did that."

Chandler clutched his bleeding nose, and tried to help his girlfriend up. Phoebe looked shocked. "Wow, I’m so happy for you guys," she whispered.

Joey got up. "I’m going after Ross," he declared. "He had no right to do that."

Between them, Phoebe, Rachel and Chandler managed to get Monica up. "I can’t believe he did that," she whispered, again.