Monica thought back to the time when she did indeed beat him in every video game, and almost every normal game that they played. The girl had been incredibly athletic; she even played football on the team her freshman year. She would've kept playing had there been other girls on the team, but being on the field everyday after school for months with a large group of completely unhygienic boys was enough to drive fifteen year old Monica into quitting. The days when herself and Gray would spend time playing catch and capture the flag in the park near her house, and would come home to a warm mug of hot chocolate (or a cold glass of lemonade, depending on the season) were some of the best memories she had. She thought back to her parents; she hadn't seen them in years, and had only occasionally called them. They hadn't been happy about her decision, and her plea for them to keep quiet about it. They'd listened it seemed, but she was still a little afraid to go home. 

"I still don't think you can beat me," she grinned slyly, "In Mortal Kombat or in anything else!" she motioned to her leg, "I could beat you in a race with this cast on," she teased. She most definitely could not in fact beat him in a race in her present condition. She nodded at his remark, "I'll keep that in mind next time," she smiled. She didn't know what she was going to do in the future, but disappearing again wasn't in the plans. 

Monica followed Gray out to the parking lot, and laughed as he ran over to his pride and joy, Lucky. Lucky had to be the ugliest car Monica had ever laid eyes on, and it still was. However, the thing was worth more than a Porsche to her friend. She climbed into the passenger side, thanking him for holding the door. He always had been a gentleman. 

Monica nodded, and stuck her crutches into the back. She reached out and touched her friend's hand, "You still haven't told me what you've been up to for the past seven years!" She sighed to herself as she spoke the last words. [i]Seven years[/i]. It was an eternity. The woman let go of Gray's hand quickly when she realized she was still holding it.