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Gripping Gracie's hand, Monica stepped off of the plane in Heathrow Airport and started towards where James was standing waving uncertainly. She had called and said that they needed to talk. She was fairly sure that he was fairly sure about what exactly they were going to talk about.
"James!" Gracie ran towards him and jumped into his arms and he hugged her tightly. He gave Monica a smile and a kiss on the cheek and led them towards his car.
"How was New York?" He asked Gracie but stole a look at Monica.
"It was great!" Gracie said enthusiastically.
"It was.....necessary," was all that Monica said and she looked away from where he was trying to meet her eye and focused on the road.
"Oh." He nodded. They slid quietly through the streets of London until they reached their townhouse and the two grabbed their bags and carried them upstairs. Grace was chattering away to James all about the wonders of New York. Finally, Gracie ran upstairs to say hello to all of her stuffed animals leaving Monica some alone time with James. She didn't know how to start, but she knew that it had to be done as soon as possible. But she didn't expect the first thing to come out of James's mouth to be,
"So you're going back to New York." She looked at him opened mouth.
"What? How did...."
"How did I know? Monica you said that you needed to talk, you have barely looked me in the eye since I picked you up at the airport, and besides that I knew it was coming. Before the trip, I started to realize that while I loved you, you didn't feel the same way about me back. You said that New York was necessary. Well, you were right. You needed to go and I needed to stay and now we need to say goodbye." She was stunned.
"Oh God James," she said finally. "I didn't deserve you." A sad smile covered his face.
"I suppose not, although I should have known it couldn't last. You're far too pretty for me." She grinned at him and threw her arms around his neck.
"You will find someone spectacular. Because that's what you deserve. You are amazing." He gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"So I guess he wins right?"
"Chandler. He gets you back."
"This has nothing to do with Chandler," she assured him. It was a half truth. She would have broken up with James anyway, Chandler just sped up the process a little bit.
"Yes it does, it has everything to do with Chandler. It's always been Chandler." He gave her a smile. "It's okay. You never got over him, and I don't think you were supposed to. Go back to New York. Go back to Chandler. Just....let me know how Gracie is doing okay?" She smiled at him and wiped her tears away and nodded. It's always been Chandler. That was true. As much as she had tried to deny that, there was no denying it. It was always Chandler. It would always be Chandler. And it was time to go home and try to make it work again.
"I will. I promise."
"Good." He shoved his hands in his pockets. "I guess I'll start packing my stuff up." She shook her head.
"No, you keep the house. We're going back to New York."
"But you'll need somewhere to stay when you come back to London."
"I'll get a small apartment," she gave him a look to tell him that there was no arguing with her on this one. He finally relented and looked around the townhouse.
"I guess then we'll start helping you pack. Have you told Gracie yet?"
"No." She paused. "I'm a little afraid to. She has friends here, and her school is here....I don't know how she'll react."
"She'll be thrilled," he assured Monica. "Go tell her." Monica nodded, leaned forward and placed a kiss on his cheek.
"You are going to make someone so very happy," she whispered.
"Just not you." He smiled a broken smile at her and she mirrored it shaking her head.
"Just not me."
Grace was unpacking her things when Monica appeared in the doorway to her room.
"Hey honey, can we talk for a minute?" Monica asked coming and sitting down on the rocking chair. The rocking chair that had been a present from Chandler when Monica found out she was pregnant with Grace. Everything reminded her of Chandler, even in London. How could she have been so silly to think that she would get over him?
"Sure Mommy," Gracie climbed onto Monica's lap and Monica ran a hand over her dark hair.
"Well, while we were in New York, Daddy and I talked and we decided that we were going to move back to New York to live with him again, would that be okay?" Gracie's eyes turned to her mother excitedly.
"Really? We could live in New York? And see Daddy every day?" Monica couldn't help but smile at Grace's enthusiastic reaction to the news.
"Yes honey. How would that be?"
"That would be wonderful Mommy!" Gracie's smile vanished for a second and she frowned.
"What's the matter sweetheart?"
"What about James Mommy?"
"Oh honey, James is going to stay here. But when we come to London, which we will still do to check on my restaurant here, we can visit him." Grace nodded and then looked deep in thought.
"Are you going to still get married to James?" Monica shook her head and Grace nodded again. "Are you going to marry Daddy again?"
"I don't know princess," Monica told her.
"Okay. But Mommy," Gracie slipped off of Monica's lap. "I think you should think about it. He's a good guy that Daddy." Monica threw her head back and laughed and pulled Grace on her lap once more to give her a hug.
"Yes he is."
Once again Monica held Gracie's hand tightly in the airport and searched around. She was home. Home sweet home. The person waiting for them at the gate was different this time. This time it was Chandler. Grinning and waving at them like an idiot.
He had bought a new house and in the three weeks since they had last seen each other, he had moved all of their old things and the things that Monica had shipped over from London into the new house. It was just as big and lovely as the old one, but without so many of the haunting memories. It was a fresh start. They would start all over again. And it would work this time.
Grace broke free of her mother and ran into her father's arms. He spun her around and they hugged until Monica breathlessly caught up. Chandler placed Grace on the ground and wrapped his arms around Monica and hugged her close to him, and then leaned in and gave her a kiss.
"Ew," Grace commented shielding her eyes. Monica laughed and broke away from Chandler. Chandler covered Gracie's eyes with his hand and gave Monica one more kiss as Gracie giggled. He took Monica's hand in his as he scooped Grace up in his arms.
"Let's go home," he said smiling.
"Home," Monica repeated. "Let's go home."
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