Chapter 1

A/n: This story was previously posted on my old acct. Angel67Demon. I am reposting and continuing. This story.

A/n: Part of this will be recognized from part of episode 3X22 Last Tango, Then Paris. So disclaimer on that. It's not mine it belongs to CW and its writers. Please review.

Chapter 1

"Are you ok?" Chuck asked feeling genuinely concerned.

Nothing. No response. Chuck sighed.

"You're welcome to stay the night." Chuck said regardless of the quiet.

"You're not kicking me out into the street?" Jenny decided to be a tad sarcastic, under the circumstances, "Lucky me."

She had wanted her first time to be special and in a way it was. Not that she would admit that out loud. At least not yet, and not to him.

Chuck sighed again. Perhaps this was going to be an even longer night then it had already been so far.

"Hey, most people don't get the offer." Chuck replied trying to show her that he wasn't as heartless as most people thought and that he did care for her.

Great, Jenny thought. Oh, well better than dragging my ass back home, to a family that hates me.

Chuck started to get back in bed. The elevator dinged.

Shit. They both thought together. Looking toward the living room.

"Nate?" Jenny whispered, looking at Chuck questioningly.

"Chuck?" Came Blair's distinctive voice.

Chuck went to get back out of bed.

"Chuck?" Came Blair's voice again. Getting closer and closer.

Chuck went to meet her by the door.

Jenny sat up.

"Blair?" Chuck asked, "What are you doing here?"

Jenny leaned over, Putting out the candle beside the bed. She really wasn't in the mood to deal with the consequences of Blair realizing she was there, alone with Chuck. Much less what they had just done.

Blair pulled the peonies out from behind her back, with a smirk on her face.

"You went." Chuck smirked back.

"Sorry I was so late."

"I waited."

"Dorota went into labor." Blair laughed, "She had her baby."

Chuck returned her laugh.

"I wasn't going to show up. I was resolved not to. Every bone in my body tried to slow me. Every voice in my head screamed don't."

"But?" Chuck asked getting very annoyed with her speech.

"But I didn't listen." Blair answered.

"Blair I think you should go." Chuck decided he didn't want to hear anymore. This wasn't how things should go. Especially not when committing your life to another person. They should want to be with you with every fiber of their being. You both should.

"But I showed up!"

"Please go." He walked her back to the elevator. Just wanting her to be gone, so he could think or not think.

"Bye, Chuck." She said, soundly slightly sad, as the door between them closed.

Chuck walked back to his room. Not seeing Jenny anywhere he called out.

"Jenny? Are you still here?" He hoped Blair hadn't caused her to leave.

No answer.

"Jenny?" He called again.

"I'm here." She called from his closet.

He opened the door. She was standing there holding her clothes, still wearing only her black slip.

"You know the closet is normally the first thing to be checked." He chuckled at her.

She rolled her eyes, half laughing, at his joke. Still, she knew it was an accurate statement.

"What happened with Blair?" She asked.

"I asked her to leave." He replied not really wanting to talk about it.

"Why?"

"I don't really want to talk about it."

"You sure? I can be a good listener if you need it."

"Not tonight. Maybe some other time. I don't even really want to think about it right now."

"Ok." She smiled, "But if you ever do… I'm always available."

Another pause of silence.

"So…" Was all Jenny could think to say, getting uncomfortable in the silence.

"Why don't we go back to my bed." Chuck replied seeing as they were still standing in his closet.

Jenny laughed, just now realizing where they still were. And allowed him to lead her back to his bed. His hand guiding her by the small of her back.

"So which would you prefer J, Talk, sleep, sex, or I'm always willing to hear your suggestions."

"Well… I'm really not tired. No to the sex, no offense I'm still sore, but talking is always nice."

"I'm sorry about that." And he did sound genuinely sorry.

"It's ok, it's be expected the first time."

"Speaking of that, I thought you lost it to Damien the drug dealer slash son of an ambassador, that I distinctly recall warning you against getting involved with."

"No, I just told everyone that and yea I recall your speech."

"Why if you don't mind my prying curiosity."

"I don't know really. I was already in so much trouble. And both Serena and Dan were making such a big deal out of it. So was everyone else really. So when I came home after telling Damien I wanted to wait and him abandoning me, So I lied to everyone."

"I'm sorry he did that."

"What's the worst thing Chuck Bass has ever done?" Jenny really just wanted to change the subject.

"I traded Blair for ownership of my hotel to my Uncle Jack."

"Wow." She laughed, "I honestly don't know what to say to that."

"It was horrible. I know and I knew it then. But I didn't actually think she would go through with it."

"Sometimes I miss how nice, innocent, naïve I used to be back before I started trying to change myself to try and prove my worth to Blair and everyone else in this world, really."

"I remember the first party I saw you at. You looked so cute in your dress. I really am sorry about trying to force myself on you. I was such a pompous ass back then, and nobody really ever seriously told me no. Not back then." He actually blushed at the compliment he gave her and looked truly ashamed from that incident.

"Bass I forgave you a long time ago, or else I wouldn't have stayed." A smile actually graced her lips. She had never seen him blush before.

"Thank you." He returned that smile, "I'm not sure I deserve it though."

They spent most of the night just talking.

For Chuck it was nice. He had never spent a night staying up with a girl just about nothing and everything all at once.

For Jenny it was nice as well, Nice to see another side of this man that was Chuck Bass, a side she was almost certain most people never saw or even knew existed.

Around 5am they both finally fell asleep, still just talking. Feeling completely satisfied with the night. It seemed like a perfect ending to what was a long and stressful day for them both.