My little version of what could have happened... I always found Jenny's character the most interesting one. I know a lot of people "hate" her or whatever, but there is something in her that I see in myself. Season 4 of Gossip Girl.. I havent really gotten into it. Yeah Ive watched, but it feels so boring these days lol. So Im gonna pass time and bring on the drama with my story-

I do not own any of these characters except one.. kind of.

Oh and this story goes more around Jenny so if you do not like her- PASS THIS STORY :D

Plus Georgina isnt a part of this .. and Ive made a few changes, but you will see... IF YOU READ!

So enjoy!

She didn't really have a plan back then. She was just supposed to go to the clinic and get rid of it- like a normal sane human being, but noo she just had to have a conscience.

She just had to be stupid enough to actually go through with it.

She couldn't believe it at first, soon she got used to the idea and then she regretted it again as the pain woke her up in the middle of night and she found her sheets wet.

Jenny exhaled a shaky breath as she gripped the bed's metal sidebars.

"Darling, breathe," Her mother coached.

Jenny's eyes found her mothers comforting eyes as she felt the piercing pain go through her again. This pain was like nothing she had ever experienced before in her life, and she knew Blair Waldorf- knowing her was painful enough.

"I can't- I-I can't do this!" The hysteric girl cried out, and for a moment Jenny half expect her mom to say 'well, duh'. But thank God she didn't. She just looked at her as if she could feel her pain. These long dreadful months she had spent in Hudson did have a positive side to them. She finally understood why her mother left them. She now knew why it was better to back off for a moment. At the end of the day it was her mother who had been holding her hand when she walked first time inside the hospital for a check up, it was her mother who held her hair while she spent some quality time with the toilet in the mornings and most importantly- she had agreed to let her do this with her own rules, so to speak. These rules were simple; Do not tell anybody about this. Jenny knew that she was being a bad daughter to Rufus and a sister to Dan, but she did not want to make them suffer from her decisions, yet again.

"Not long now," Allison pushed a strand of hair out of her sweaty forehead, "It'll all be over soon."

Tears squeezed from her eyes, "Mom I don't want to do this. I can't do this!"

Why did she sleep with him? The question popped up in her mind again. Still she didn't have an answer to that one. None whatsoever. It had been a big mistake with huge consequences. That's how she felt at the moment at least- huge.

But Jenny had figured that she couldn't be selfish anymore. She was ready to take responsibility for her actions. 8 months, 3 weeks and two days later she is finally facing the harsh reality. Awkwardly enough they had somehow managed to make a human being within those shameful ten to twenty minutes they had spent together under his satin bed sheet covers. Shocker- she gives her innocence to him and Chuck Bass himself gives back almost 9 months of pure hell. So many nights she had cried herself to sleep. So many nights she had hoped that she was dead instead of being alive. So many nights she had wished she could turn back time and do things differently, but she couldn't. This was it. She was there having his baby and there was nothing in this world that would stop her or her insides. Everything was tangled in her mind; torn apart only by the waves of pain that ripped through her as the baby inside demanded to be let free. She moaned in pain as another contraction over consumed her. Giving birth to a Bass baby was probably going to be even more painful than giving birth to a regular baby, what with it being pure evil and everything. He wasn't even there to see the result of his handiwork. He was probably enjoying a big fat rich lunch with his perfect Blair while she was there pushing out his baby.

Just then interrupting her bitter thoughts the midwife came running through the door, panting slightly, with the a few nurses behind her.

"How is everything in here?" She asked as she approached them, while putting on a pair of rubber gloves. Her mom blabbered something in response which Jenny didn't seem to hear as she focused on staying actually alive from the awful pain.

"She's ten centimeters dilated," the midwife said to one of the nurses, who nodded. Her focus turned back to the desperate girl, "It's time to push Jenny."

"I'm not ready to push!" She cried, even though ten hours earlier she was more than ready.

Allison stroked her head relaxingly, "You can do this Jenny."

She doesn't scream at all as she pushes the first time, sweat pouring down her face and her blonde hair out of control.

"I can't do it!" The tears came again after the first push, "It's too much, I can't do it!" "The baby needs to come out, Jenny, you need to push!" The midwife tried to encourage her urgently. "I can't push…I can't p-push…"

"Yes you can," Her mom said quietly into her ear, "You can do it, I know you can."

"I'm not ready." She sobbed and caught her mothers arm, "I don't want to do this! Please mom, I don't want to."

"Listen to me," Her mother looked at her closely, "You're the strongest person I know and I'm not going to let you give up now. Jenny, darling no matter what happens I want you to know that I'm proud of you and nothing could change that- You can do this." Her thoughts twisted and churned until they finally settled on one agonizing thought, "I can do it…" her chin quivered as she fought to hold back her just about does it for her.

Jenny pushed. And she screamed. And she pushed some more. "That's it Jenny!" The midwife smiled, "We have a head! Keep pushing!" Her baby had a head- That is a relief. She sucked in a gulp of air, gritted her teeth and closed her eyes. Jenny breathed in and out as she prepared herself for the next contraction."C'mon Jenny, one more big push," Allison demanded near her ear, "Prove them all wrong." She pushed as hard as she possibly could, yelling, moaning, swearing, sweating and then–

Sweetest sound of all filled the whole room. Crying.

She flopped back onto the bed in complete exhaustion, tears rolling down her face and beads of sweat pouring out of her. The unimaginable pain had eased considerably, but was by no means gone. Allison bursted into tears and kissed her daughter on the forehead. As cliché as it was- The moment was perfect.

Loud healthy cry caused her to open her eyes. All she could see was thick brown hair, his eyes were closed and his mouth was wide open, screaming in protest.

"Congratulations," The midwife declared "It's a beautiful baby boy."

She laid the baby on her chest and wrapped him in a towel so that Jenny could hold him briefly. A boy – she had a son. Jenny stared down at the infant, she gulped and tried to take it all in. The little one kept crying, he seemed so confused. He was still covered with stuff that would make most people gag, but it didn't bother her. She could feel his little heartbeat over hers. She could feel him calm down and soon the crying stopped. Carefully she touched the tiny being. He had ten small fingers and ten little toes,

"How can a person so small, cause so much pain?" She whispered to herself as she stared at the baby that was starting to get fussy again.

"He's just beautiful," Her mom sniffed, leaning in to have a good look at him, "He looks just like you."

Jenny tilted her head, her tired eyes eyeing the newborn. She was so screwed.

6 M O N T H S L A T E R

"Everything alright?" Allison turned to look at her.

She leaned back against the seat and gazed over at the rear view mirror. It amazed her how calm he stayed with the help of a pacifier.

"This was a bad idea," Jenny grunted and leaned his forehead against the car window, "Can't I just go alone and you can take Charlie back home?"

"Jenny," Her mom whined, "You have to tell them already. We can't keep pretending that he doesn't exist. Your father needs you and I think this whole fiasco with the gallery was a sign. Plus I'm not exactly made out of money."

The blonde rolled her eyes, "What am I supposed to say to everybody?- Oh by the way, remember when I slept with Chuck? She waved her hands and pointed at her baby boy who stared back with curious big brown eyes, "Ta-daa!"

She swallowed the sarcasm and continued, "What if he takes him away? I can't lose him mom," Jenny peeked again in the rear view mirror and into the happy face of Charlie Daniel Humphrey, her 6-month old baby, snuggled safely in his car seat. She smiled, "He is my baby."

Oh yeah, she'd rot in hell before she'd let Chuck get near him.

"I'm sure that son of a bitch doesn't give a damn."

Her daughters jaw dropped at her swearing.

Allison nodded, "I know I shouldn't say that, but after everything he did to you-"

"Mom," Jenny cut her off, "It doesn't matter anymore."

A moment of silence filled the car. Allison turned and faced her, her face more calm and reassuring, "You've done a great job with him."

Her lips pursed together as the tough memories flooded back,

"Stop!" She whined, and curled in on herself on her bed. Someone needed to shut him up, "Moooom! I can't take it anymore!" The crying wouldn't stop and her mom didn't seem to be at the home. For the first weeks it was just her mom who had been taking care of him because she couldn't even look at Charlie without falling apart. The doctor had said it was normal for a new mom to feel like that- but that was the problem.. The young girl didnt see herself as a mom at the time. Oddly enough it had changed. She picked up the two month old, "Please…It's okay Charlie. It's okay. Shh." She whispered not believing her own words, eyes welling with tears. He wouldn't calm down and squirmed in her arms. Jenny sat in a nearby chair and began to rock him, "Please, don't cry," She sobbed, "Please."

It was not supposed to be like this. Her life was not supposed to be like this. It was so unfair. She did nothing wrong and still was the one covered in spit while people like Blair and Serena were enjoying their lives. Ignorant, stupid, bitches-

Bitter curse words whirled around her mind, but soon enough she realized that the baby had stopped crying. She could hear her thoughts. She looked at the innocent face of her child and swallowed, remembering why they still had each other- at first she had planned to give him away, but then he had smiled in her arms. It was something between a dazed and a happy expression or maybe it was just gas in his tummy. She didn't know, but at the moment it felt so right. Jenny had never seen anything that pure in her life and that was the moment she knew. She knew that this had happened for a reason. She wasn't alone anymore. She had a reason to be there. She was needed. Her baby needed her. The fragile blonde shook her head as the tears were coming, "We are gonna make it," She kissed the infant tenderly on the head, "It's just you and me."

She looked at her mother as the memory in her mind faded, "Do you think that I made a mistake?" She thought to herself, "Was I being selfish when I decided to keep him?

"There is nothing wrong about loving someone."

"But-"

Allison cuts her off, "You love him Jenny. I see it in your eyes when you look at him and as much as I hate the idea of you having a baby this young- I can't deny the fact that this is.. It's what you needed. You can't let them get you down. No matter what anybody says, you're his mother and nothing else matters, okay? You love him and that's the only thing that you need to know right now."

Jenny took a deep breath and stared out into the distance, "This will change everything."

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