Chandler awoke one morning feeling tired, it was the Monday morning feeling, the one that most people get when you don’t want to go back to a boring job that you hate, where your boss doesn’t even like you and all your colleagues talk about is how unhappy their marriage is. Chandler’s marriage wasn’t like theirs, him and Monica hardly ever argued but if they did they would make up minutes later. You could say his life was nearly perfect.

As he walked down the stairs he felt a little dizzy so he held onto the handrail and carried on walking, as he walked the dizziness got worse and worse until he nearly passed out on the steps.

Soon the dizziness eased and he carried on walking down the steps and out of the door to work.

As he walked back in the house, he thought about his day at work, it had been like any other day, boring, but that didn’t bother him because he knew as soon as he walked through the door he would be greeted by his wife and kids, and that made going to work easier.

‘Chandler, tea’s ready’ Monica called from the kitchen, he lifted Erica off his knee and walked into the kitchen, as he looked at the meatballs on his plate he lost his appetite. Chandler sat down at the table and started to twist the spaghetti with his fork, Monica saw this and asked if he was okay, he replied with ‘I’m just a little tired that’s all’ Monica understood as she was always tired after coming home from work, they spoke a little but most of the time it was silent, Chandler stood up and scraped his left over meatballs and spaghetti into the bin, then went to sit in the living room while Monica put the plates in the dishwasher.

Jack passed Chandler a book, ‘can you read this please daddy?’ ‘of course I can’ Chandler replied, Jack and Erica sat next to Chandler and waited for him to start reading the story,’ No one knew how Mr. Sticky got in the fish tank. "He's very small," Mum said as she peered at the tiny water snail. "Just a black dot." "He'll grow," said Abby and pulled her pyjama bottoms up again before she got into bed. They were always falling down. ‘Chandler began; Erica and Jack laughed at the last bit.

When the dishwasher had cleaned the plates and Monica had put them in size order she walked into the room to see Erica with her head on Chandler’s lap and Jack with his head resting on Chandler’s shoulder, all of them asleep, what a perfect life she thought before picking up Jack and putting him in his own bed and doing the same with Erica. She gently laid Chandler down and put a blanket over him and kissed his head and said ‘sweet dreams’ before going up to bed.

Authors note: okay so this is the prologue? First chapter? Whatever you want to call it this is it. So I didn’t know what to call this fanfic but then I had an idea I would call it ‘My Wish’ as I was listening to the song (sung by Rascal Flatts- it is amazing if you haven’t heard it you need to) so please review, I welcome constructive criticism but not mean reviews. Oh and one last thing the other chapters will be longer than this one

Kayleigh