"Monica In Chicago" Part One
Friends/Chicago Hope Crossover
Monica had wanted to go back home to the apartment and grab some clothes but she changed her mind. In the spirit of impulsiveness Monica had decided to go to Chicago with no more than the clothes on her back, as wet as they were. She knew that she would have made a big deal about what to pack, when she would wear it. All of Monicas friends knew what an organized fiend she was. Aaron noticed this even on the cruise. Aaron drove up to the front door of the hotel he was staying at. They were gonna dry off before flying to Chicago on account of the rainstorm they were caught in.
"Monica, I see you brought no clothes. Course not since we never stopped at your place." Aaron said as they went into the room. "I have this for you." Aaron took out a wrapped box.
"For me?" Monica asked taking it. She opened and found an elegant negligee. She oohed at it and felt the silky fabric with her hand. "No ones given anything this nice to me before."
"And its all yours." Aaron said. "Go try it on." Aaron said while Monica scurried into the bathroom. "And if I'm right, you may not have to wear it long."
Monica poked her head around the corner. "Aaron, you are a animal in disguise, you know that."
"Let's keep that between us." Aaron said shyly. Aaron laid back on the bed and rested his head on the pillow. He had never given intimate apparel before, not even to Camille, he hoped he wasn’t being too forward but Monica seemed to love it. Aaron as deep in his thoughts when he heard her melodious voice calling him.
"Aaron, what do you think?" Monica said as he emerged from the bathroom. Aaron sat up and looked. He was speechless. She looked very beautiful in the light blue fabric. Some light bounced off the hem of it and it lightly swayed with her movement. It managed to look very tasteful but somehow irresistible at the same time. "I don't know what to say." Aaron said after a long silence.
"I knew it!" Monica said moping. "I look fat don’t I?"
"No, no." Aaron said getting off the bed. "Far from it."
"Got you." Monica looking up. "You are so easy."
"And only you know that." Aaron said taking her hand. "Gee after getting this outfit and giving it to you, suddenly there’s only one thing I want to do."
"Really?" Monica asked, expecting everything yet not knowing what to expect.
"I suddenly want to watch TV." Aaron said flatly.
"Aaron!"
"Just kidding." Aaron said. "Come here you, we got an early flight in the morning and we should get our sleep."
"True." Monica said. She started to turn off the light and turned toward the bed.
"I never said we were actually sleeping." Aaron said coming up behind her.
"Oh." Monica said then she thought for a little bit. "Oh!" She finally knew what he really meant and turned to him.
Morning
Monica was blissfully sleeping away when she suddenly got a rude awakening. Aaron hopped onto the bed fully clothed and started shaking her.
"Monica!" Aaron said into her ear. Monica mumbled something about "onions" and rolled over. "Monica you gotta get up! We're gonna be late for the plane!"
Monicas eyes flew open. She sat up and looked Aaron in the face. "Please tell me your kidding!"
"Nope." Aaron said. He handed her another bag. "The clothes you were wearing last night somehow became very smelly overnight. I got you some new clothes to wear. I had an idea that you wouldn’t want to wear funky smelling clothes all the way to Chicago."
"Chicago." Monica smiled. She got up and dressed quickly in the dress Aaron picked for her. It fit perfectly like the negligee Aaron had gave her last night. "I was ready to convince myself that it was all a dream."
"I'm still here, so it must have been real." Aaron assured her while kissing her on the cheek. "We gotta go. I have the car round front and everything."
"Okay." Monica said after her fastest make-up session every. "I'm ready, but I must look horrible."
"You look like a dream come true." Aaron said taking her hand. "Let's go."
"Lets go." Monica said as Aaron led her out of the room and toward the elevator. "Wait! My job!"
"Already taken care of." Aaron said as they got on the elevator. "While you were sleeping I called and told them you were visiting a sick aunt. They didn't seem to believe me until I told them I was a doctor and they ate everything I said like pate'."
"Thats a relief." Monica said. "Now nothing can stand in our way of getting to Chicago."
"Nothing except...." Aaron said as they reached the lobby. Monica cut off his sentence with a kiss. As she pulled back she looked at him with a half serious look on her face.
"Don't jinx this for us." She said trying not to laugh.
"OK." Aaron said. "But I could use some more reassuring we'll get there."
"Let's take it five minutes at a time." Monica said. "After all, is Chicago gonna leave while we are flying there?"
"Guess not."
"You guessed right." Monica said. "Now come on, you said we were late, and I don't want to be late for this."
Aaron and Monica got in his rental car and headed for the airport and what else may come their way.
