A/N: This story takes place someone near the beginning of season 8. Basically, Chandler is injured in a car accident and loses some of his memory and can't remember marrying Monica or anything from the past three and a half years. Also, he thinks his friends still don't know about him and Monica.

Monica was sitting on the couch in her apartment, like any other Wednesday, reading her magazine and waiting for her husband to return home from work. She glanced at her watch and realized Chandler should have been home nearly 45 minutes ago. The phone rang and she answered it, assuming it was Chandler.

"Hello?"

"Is this Mrs. Bing?" an unfamiliar voice asked.

"Yes."

"Hello, this is Dr. Cane. We have your husband in our care at Beth Israel Hospital. He was in a car accident. He has no broken bones, but he does have a concussion."

"Oh my God! I'll be there as soon as I can," Monica told the doctor, shocked.

She called her friends as she rushed to the hospital.

When she got there, she was directed to Dr. Cane who informed her that Chandler was in a coma and was not ready for any visitors. Monica and the gang sat in the hospital lobby, anxiously awaiting any news on Chandler.

Hours Later

Dr. Cane walked into the lobby. "Mr. Bing is ready for visitors."

"Thank God!" Monica exclaimed, heading toward Chandler's room.

"Oh, hey, guys," Chandler acknowledged his friends.

"Oh, honey! I'm so glad you're okay!" Monica ran over and kissed him.

"Mon, everyone's here," Chandler whispered, looking at her, wide-eyed.

"Yeah, so?"

"You just kissed me," he mouthed, then he turned to his friends. "That's... Uh, a European greeting she uh, picked up in London."

"You bet she did," Joey winked.

"What?" Chandler looked at him, confused.

"Excuse me," Dr. Cane interrupted. "Could I speak to the five of you in the hall for a second?"

They followed her into the hall.

"I'm afraid Chandler is suffering from some memory loss. He can't remember anything after 1998," the doctor informed them.

"WHAT?" Monica nearly screamed.

"Not to worry. He should make a full recovery in 6-8 weeks."

"WEEKS?" Monica exclaimed.

"Oh my God," said Ross.

"Can we tell him it's 2002?" Rachel asked.

"Yes, but very carefully. And, for now, don't tell him anything he doesn't know about his life."

The gang walked back into Chandler's room, followed by Dr. Cane.

"Chandler?" Monica was first to talk as everybody glanced nervously around at each other. "What's the last thing you remember before the accident?"

"Well, Phoebe was at the hospital and she just had the triplets. And Monica, you were going to go on that date with that awful male nurse."

"Ohhhh, somebody's jealous," Joey laughed. Everyone stared at him.

"I am not jealous," Chandler 'pfft-ed'. "Why would I be jealous of Monica?"

"I don't know maybe because she's your-" Joey started. Monica elbowed him. "Your friend. She's your friend. Just your friend."

"So," Monica changed the subject. "You don't remember anything after that?"

Chandler shook his head.

"Chandler, it's 2002," she blurted out.

"WHAT?" Chandler screamed. "Oh my God! What have I missed?"

"You didn't really miss anything. You've only been in a coma for a couple hours," Rachel explained.

"Is this some sick joke? Because it's not funny. It's not," Chandler looked at each of his friends.

"Chandler it's okay," Monica comforted. "You're suffering from memory loss, but the doctor says you'll recover soon."

"And for now I'd like you to resume life like it was when you remember it," Dr. Cane said. "Little by little your friends can fill you in on your current life, but I don't want them to bombard you with information all at once."

"2002," Chandler was in a daze. "Wow. I can't remember the last three and a half years at all."

"Really?" Monica asked softly. "You don't remember anything?"

"Is there something I should remember?" Chandler looked at her, worried.

Our wedding, when you proposed to me, when you told me you loved me for the first time, she thought, as she forced herself not to cry.

Monica glanced at Dr. Cane, who shook her head. "No. Nothing too big."

An Hour Later

Everyone had been sitting in Chandler's room for the past hour. Nobody had really said anything. They didn't know what they could say. Chandler had drifted off to sleep a couple of times, but was woken up by nurses soon after for fear he would fall back into a coma.

Joey stood up. "Well, we should probably give you two a little time alone."

"Who?" Chandler nervously gave him an odd look. "Me and Monica? Why would we need time alone?"

"I don't know," Joey said, quickly.

"I want Jello," Rachel suddenly stated. "Anyone want to come get Jello with me?"

Rachel's question was answered with three very enthusiastic yeses. The four friends quickly exited the room.

"That was weird," Chandler said to Monica.

"I know."

"So..." he looked into her eyes. "It's been three and a half years. Are we still...?"

Monica had to laugh. "Yes, we're still together."

"Wow. I've been in a relationship for three and a half years?"

"Yep," Monica leaned over and kissed Chandler. "So how are you feeling?"

"A lot better."

"Good. I was so worried when I heard about you, honey," she wrapped her arms around him.

Chandler kissed her.

"I love you," she said, involuntarily. Chandler's mouth fell open in shock. "I mean-"

"Mon, it's fine. I should have known after this long we've said 'I love you' already," he smiled at her.

"You're so great. I know this must be so hard for you."

"You make it much easier. I love you."

A/N: Yes, it's kind of unrealistic for Chandler to think that they kept their relationship a secret for three and a half years, but I just think there could be a lot of funny scenarios if Chandler think no one knows they're dating, and actually everyone except him knows they're married.