Author's Note: I'd like to thank everyone for their patience with this story. I know I take large breaks in between chapters. This story is starting to wind down. A special thanks to my beta Emma.

Chapter 11: You and me, I don't want anything more…

Dan was more than a little preoccupied by the knowledge that his friend had his hands all over his baby sister. He tried to stay out of Jenny's way, but he didn't want her getting tangled up with Nate because he knew how much she liked him. Nate had a tendency of hopping from relationship to relationship and the last thing he wanted was for Jenny to get hurt. He tried not to look over at them, but it was taking a lot of effort to not intrude. His protective instincts were in high gear and only the sound of Serena's voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

"I'm going to get us something to drink and you are going to stay right where you are. Do not go over to them, Humphrey."

Serena brought a couple of drinks over to their table and said, "This should take your mind off things."

He looked up at her and said, "Thanks. I just, I'm really worried for her."

"It's just Nate. He's a nice guy," Serena said.

Dan simply took a swig from his beer in response. He didn't want to say something that would upset Serena since she was Nate's last girlfriend.

"Why are you so upset?"

Dan sighed and said, "I'm worried he's going to break her heart. Nate's a good guy, but Jenny, she's a lot more fragile than she looks and she's wanted Nate for a really long time. I'm just not sure he understands that."

"You can't live her life for her, Dan. She's going to experience heartbreak. It's part of growing up. I mean look at what we've put each other through. Sometimes you've got to let your heart break a little."

"I know that you're right. It's not my business. It's just that she's my baby sister."

Serena reached for his hand. "I know it's hard for you to let go and it's a big part of why I love you. You are a big softie. Now, we came here to have fun, so drink up."

Meanwhile, Nate and Jenny were enjoying themselves on the dance floor when Jenny noticed her brother across the room. He was glaring over at them and she simply shook her head. She pulled him across the dance floor.

"What's going on? Where are we going?" a flustered Nate asked.

"We're leaving," Jenny insisted.

A bewildered Nate followed outside. He could tell that she was upset about something. He reached for her hand and said, "Talk to me."

"I can't believe him. He treats me like I'm five," she fumed.

"What are you talking about?" Nate asked.

"Dan, he was staring at us. How'd he know we were here?"

"Dan was in the club?" a confused Nate repeated. There was a part of him that knew he had some explaining to do.

"Hey, we weren't doing anything wrong. We were just having fun. If it's that important to you we can go somewhere else," he said as he rubbed her arms.

She looked at him tenderly as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "Come on, I know the perfect place."

About half an hour later, they were sitting in a diner in Lower Manhattan. They slid into a booth and each of them ordered a sundae.

"This was not what I expected." Jenny said.

"I'm full of surprises," he replied.

Dan and Serena rushed through the door, and as soon as they were inside their hands were all over each other. He pushed her up against the cold metal of the loft door as her legs snaked around his waist. His lips kissed a trail along her neck which sent a shiver down her spine. Serena attempted to push his sweater off his skin, but she was having trouble, "Off. Take the sweater off."

He carried her over to the kitchen and placed her on the counter as he quickly removed his shirt and pants as Serena removed her tank top. She was about to remove her skirt when Dan shook his head, "Keep it on." She gave him a half-smile and wagged her finger at him. She ran her hands through his hair. "Your hair is getting a little long."

"Shh," he said as he captured her lips. He grabbed her by the hips and pushed her towards the edge of the counter. Dan ran his fingers under her skirt as she ran her hands through his curls. The feel of her fingernails against his scalp undid him just a little bit. Serena sighed as his hands slid between her panties and deftly caressed her folds. She bit his lip when he inserted a finger inside of her. Serena threw her head back and she could feel the beginning of an orgasm working its way through her limbs. She was interrupted from her reverie when she felt him remove his hands. "Forget about the phone. I want you."

Dan kissed her and said, "You have no patience."

She grabbed him by the chin, "Get back to work."

"Someone's demanding."

He picked her up and swung her around his arms. "What are you doing?" she giggled. He walked them over to their bedroom and placed her on the bed. He reached under skirt and pulled off her panties. She looked up at him with a combination of lust and adoration that made him feel like he was on top of the world. Serena grabbed his hips and pulled off his boxers. "That's better," she whispered.

She flipped him over and straddled him. "Is this what you had in mind?"

"You know me so well," Dan remarked. Serena simply smiled and held on to his shoulders tightly as he entered her. They moved together as if it were always designed to be just the two of them. Their bodies understood each other in a ways that were inexplicable. Serena laid her head on his and he ran a finger down her back as he kissed her sweetly. She increased her speed and before either of the m realized it, they were both spent.

Afterwards, the two lovers lay entangled in each other's arms. Serena's head lay on his chest as he ran his fingers through her long blond locks, "What are you thinking?" she asked.

"I'm thinking, I'm the luckiest guy on earth."

"I'm pretty lucky myself."

"No, I'm serious. What we have together, it's everything to me."

She beamed at him. "You are the sweetest. I love you and what we have? It's everything. You keep me sane."

Nate and Jenny were in a diner on the Lower East Side. They both had partially eaten burgers in front of them and Jenny was grinning from ear to ear. "I can't believe Nate Archibald likes to eat in a diner."

"I come here at least once or twice a week," he replied. Jenny made face. "What, I'm a man of the people."

She simply rolled her eyes and took another bite of her burger.

"What you don't believe me?" he asked with mock surprise.

"I didn't say anything," she replied in between bites. Nate took a french fry and said, "It's all over your face."

Jenny laughed and they spent the rest of the night laughing jovially. A few hours later, Nate checked his watch and realized how late it was. "We should get going?"

"Yeah, but I kinda want to stay here forever."

Nate got up and reached for her hand. "Me too, but the waitress is giving us a death glare." Jenny took his hand and basked in the warmth of his touch. She didn't want this night to end, because it was magical. Once the morning came, reality will settle in and she'd return to be his best friend's little sister. She was still upset with her brother and she had a few choice words planned for him, but for now she wanted to bask in the moment. The way he was looking at her made her feel happier than anything she could remember. She'd wanted Nate for so long. She couldn't remember a time when she didn't feel that way about him.

They walked down the city streets, both of them avoiding the inevitable. Nate stopped and turned to face her. He brushed a stray strand of hair from her face as she looked up at him with those blue eyes of hers. He smiled that perfect smile before placing a gentle kiss to her lips. Jenny felt like the world was spinning.

'This isn't happening,' she thought to herself. She wrapped her arms around his neck and returned his kiss. They stood there in the middle of the street kissing passionately. Nate eventually put her in cab and promised to call her in the morning. Jenny laid her head against the window and watched the city landscape as she headed home.

Serena rubbed the sleep from eyes as the sun streamed through the window. She watched Dan sleeping and smiled to herself. He was so peaceful when he slept. She liked to outline his face with her fingerprints until he eventually woke, but she decided to leave him alone. Serena got out of bed and slipped into her robe. She wandered into the kitchen and prepared a pot of coffee. She was settling down with a mug when she felt a pair of hands snake around her waist. She leaned into Dan's sturdy frame and said, "Morning."

"That smells good," he whispered as he nibbled on her ear. She handed him her mug, but Dan placed it on the counter, "I wasn't talking about the coffee."

He turned around and picked her up and placed her on the island. He kissed her passionately as his hands roamed her sides, "Now that's what I call a morning greeting."

They were still caught up in their moment when they heard the doorbell ring. "It's a little early. I wonder who it is." Serena said.

She opened the door and was shocked at the person standing before her.

"Daddy?"

"Hey sweetie. I tried calling, but you didn't pick up."