Family Portrait
Ok so before I begin I just want to start by saying thanks to everyone reading this piece your kind words and support means a lot to me. However in light of recent events I am strongly pondering abandoning this if only temporary after chapter 11 (which is halfway written already) if at all you do want me to continue now is the time to tell me so and let me know what you want from this piece so I can try to deliver. Anyways standard disclaimers apply...enjoy
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Nate and Damian's later that afternoon-
The afternoon had seemed to drag on forever as the recesses of his brain continued to process all the events that happened already when there was a knock on the door.
"I'll get it," Nate said heading to the door, spotting Maxie standing there in a cute little black and red number.
"Hi, Maxie."
The petite blonde smiled.
"Nate, right, sorry I'm bad at names but I'm determined."
Nate nodded as she brushed passed him to look over at his roommate who was dressed in a pair of well fitting jeans and a white undershirt.
"The whole rebel without a cause look works for Jason, not so much you and it's defiantly not family dinner material."
"I know this Maximista, anyways I was about to raid Nathanial's closet care to join me."
Maxie smiled and off they went.
Van der Woodsen's: Serena's room-
Serena was letting it all sink in. Her mother had another child and it was Dan's dad's no less.
"Here's to growing families huh," Blair said with a laugh as she too had recently seen her family grow with the addition of an ista-brother, well step brother when her mother got married to Cyrus.
"To growing families," Serena replied clinking a glass of clear liquid against her friends before Blair straightened up a framed photo of the two girls with Nate which was taken ages ago.
"I still can't believe that Nate let him wear that sweater," Blair said looking at the photo, "that was MY sweater S."
Serena smiled thinking about the green cashmere sweater that Damian Spinelli was wearing when she met him which held a sentimental value in her friend's former relationship.
"I just can't believe you won't admit that it looked better on Damian."
"Oh it so did," Blair said agreeing with the blonde, "and that girlfriend of his, I hear she's Freddrico's protégé or something."
Serena simply nodded as although she wanted to gush about Maxie Jones's fashion sense and how her brother wore Nate's cloths but deep down in the back of her mind suddenly all she could think about was how this all would affect her and Dan's relationship.
Humphrey Loft-
Dan knew it was inevitable ever since Damian arrived on the scene.
"Why the long face," Jenny asked as she entered the room adjusting the straps on her navy blue dress.
"I need to break things off with Serena."
"Why, you were doing so well."
"Yea, well this whole sharing a sibling thing."
"Kind of soap opera ish."
"Very soap opera ish, though I think we can do this mutually, remain friends, siblings to Damian and all that."
Jenny simply nodded as Rufus told them that it was time to head out.
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Van der Woodsen's-
"Damian come in," Lilly said about an hour or so later as the trio entered.
The young hacker who was now dressed in kakis and a pale blue and white striped shirt under a darker blue sweater smiled as he took in his surroundings.
"The girls are in Serena's room," Lilly said as Nate and Maxie took it as a cue that Lilly wanted to be alone with her son.
"So, are you sure you want to stay at the Archibald's and not here."
Spinelli nodded.
"I'm sure."
"And employment."
"Well, I'm working on some projects for Rufus and don't worry the feds won't be knocking anytime soon."
Lilly laughed and Spinelli did too even though he wasn't joking, not one bit.
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Washington DC-
A part of her was glad to be back in the City where she felt the most at home though another slightly bigger part hated it with the passion of hells fires. She allowed her hand to run through her slightly thinned out brown curls before tying it back with a rubber band. Adjusting her glasses on her nose she bit her lip as she opened the file that sat on her desk.
"Not as high profile as the Jackal," she mumbled to herself as she looked at the photo of another young man of no more then eighteen, "but a victim of circumstance all the same."
In this moment her morality shifter to a slightly lighter shade of gray as a voice strikingly reminiscent of the Jackal rang in her ears.
"The priestess is better then this," it spoke.
She WAS better then this, better then being FBI field agent Leads and getting closer to the seventh circle of hell each day. So, pulling a tattered news print photo of the Jackal from her messenger bag she proceeded to draft a letter of resignation.
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Van der Woodsen's-
Everyone had arrived by now and was seated around the dining room table for a nicely catered dinner.
"So, is it true your Federico's muse," Blair asked causing Maxie to let out a small giggle.
"Muse, no, at least I don't think so...no, I just work at a fashion magazine which in turn lead us to become acquaintances that's all."
"Well your article on the Death of the Espadrille...inspiring," Jenny said, "my big brothers defiantly have the best taste in women."
"Jenny," Rufus said.
"Just stating the facts dad."
Maxie smiled looking over at the youngest blonde.
"So," Chuck said, "Damian, isn't Port Charles known for being a hot bed of underworld activity."
Spinelli nervously smiled as he looked over at his family.
"Well....um..."
He looked up at Maxie who looked up at him thinking the same thing which was do we talk about the mob or not.
"Excuse me," Maxie suddenly asked, "where is the bathroom."
"I'll show you." Eric said as she smiled picking up her bag not realizing her cell phone fell out.
"Ok, so where were we..."
"I think we were talking about my work," Spinelli said cutting Chuck off thinking that he wasn't lying...to a point.
"Yes, Rufus out son tells me he's doing some secret project for you."
"Well it's not top secret classified, he's just picking up where Vanessa left off and is putting the gallery online."
"Yea, and then I plan to make a site for his band; hmm do you think that the gaming world is ready for Lincoln Hawk the video game."
Laughter rang out
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Van der Woodsen's guest bathroom-
Maxie pulled her lip-gloss out before tossing her bag on the floor in such a way that the box containing the test fell out taunting her to go on and take it to find out if she was in fact with child.
Opening up the box with care she took the stick in one hand and proceeded to take the test.
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Dining room table-
The sound of vibrations echoed from under the table as Maxie's phone rang.
"Who's Johnny Zacchara," Serena asked.
"The Zacchara's are only one of the premiere crime families on the eastern sea board," Chuck said, "Damian; it seems your little princess is a mob moll on the side."
"No," Spinelli said, "she's not, the mob prince...well that is self dethroned mob prince is but a mutual friend though why he'd be calling Maximista, well unless the Original Blonde One went off the deep end but I won't dwell..."
The others simple listened to him ramble though they could only understand about every third word he was saying.
"Well I'll bring her phone to her," Serena said as she stood up.
"That would be most appreciative," Spinelli said as Serena headed away.
"It must be glamorous," Jenny said, "to be friends with a mob prince."
"Try dangerous," Dan replied as his kid sister just rolled her eyes.
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Bathroom-
"Maxie, are you there, it's Serena."
Maxie was looking at the two pink lines when she heard the noise.
"Ya, huh."
"Your phone fell out of your bag and you got a call."
"Kate will just call back."
"It wasn't Kate."
"Mac."
"It was a Johnny Zacchara, now he is just a friend and you're not cheating on my brother."
"God no, I'm so above cheating."
Maxie unhooked the door and watched Serena's gaze fall on the all too familiar white piece of plastic.
"I swear, tell a guy you think that you may be pregnant and he won't stop pestering till you take a test."
"So I take it Johnny is the father."
"Only if the conception was some kind of immaculate, no he's my roommate we talk...seriously don't you watch Friends."
Serena nodded as she let out a little laugh.
"It's Damian's then."
"Duh."
"And does he know...that you might be..."
"No, and I need some time before I tell him...think things over."
Serena nodded in complete understanding.
"Your secret is safe with me."
Maxie smiled as she embraced the younger blonde glad to have a sisterly figure once again in her life.
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TBC
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