The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveller hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in the darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands,
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
The day returns, but nevermore
Returns the traveller to the shore,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882)


What was she doing? Why was she with Nate Archibald? Could she really be risking her family? Though the questions ran through her mind, Serena Humphrey couldn't help the thought of staying right where she was...on Nate Archibald's lap, in his limo, on the way to his apartment.

"Serena," He pulled back, "You have no idea how long I waited for us to be here."

"What?" She asked, "Thats a lie." She moved off his lap and back into her seat. "I gave us a chance our senior year."

"Are you speaking of the two days you were broken up with Dan?" Nate asked, sarcastically.

"I told you that maybe we should try again." She replied.

"One, it was a text and two, I was with Vanessa." He retorted, as they both started to straighten their clothes, knowing the mood was O-V-E-R.


"So...do your kids like me?" Chuck asked, they were sitting on the couch watching CNN.

"Ophelia hasn't said anything, and Caden just says 'Use protection'" Blair smiled.

"They are exactly like you." Chuck laughed.

"I guess so." She replied.

"When are we going to have children?" He asked.

She sat up. Looking amused and shocked.

"We're not having children." She replied.

"Yes we are." He said, calmly and with the same authority that he uses with his employees.

"We can adopt but I have given birth to two children already, I'm not doing it again."

"We will adopt." He took her hand in his, looking her in the eyes like some movie, "But I want one...one child that has mine and your blood."

"I don't know-"

"Blair! I love you."

She groaned, "Well, if you want us to have a child, you better not wait until I'm too old."

He smiled, "Lets get started now!"

A/N: Okay this chapter sucks but I'll give you a spolier...VAN DER BASS DINER, TRISTIAN VAN DER WOODSEN, SCHOOL DANCE, GRACE GETTING SOME

Promise more...:)