AN: Guess who's back from hiatus? I'm sure none of you missed me being annoying. Well, summer class is over. I got fresh new ideas, so lets get things going. was told this had to be my first update. It won't be very long, I haven't work out the kinks of Dan being away yet. lol Enjoy and Review!

"Promise me something?" Serena was all teary eyed.

"Anything." Dan cupped her face in his hands.

"That when you become this amazing writer, you won't forget about me?"

"That's not possible."

Those were the goodbyes Dan and Serena said. Dan boarded his plane and didn't look back. He called her the second his plane landed. He told her that they would now lose touch for awhile, and that it had to be that way. He didn't want to cut off contact with her but he had to. If he had any shoot of focusing on his work the first week out, it would be no contact, with anyone. He ordered so room service, but mostly dragged the fork around a plate of scrambled eggs. He just wasn't in the mood for anything. He fixed his hair in the bathroom and put on jeans and a fitted shirt with a blazer. The receptionist told him not to get too dressed up or else it would send the wrong impressions. Writers don't need to look fancy, they just have to write that way. He walked up to the brick building and took in the atmosphere. This was the first day of his potential career. It had to be perfect.

"Mr. Humphrey?" The blonde looked as Dan came in.

"Yes." He was taken back.

"Mr. Shields will see you now." The blonde pointed to the office next to felt as though he was late, though he was 30 minutes early.

He gripped that knob in his hand and his palms began to sweat. He was losing his cool. All he focus was now gone and floating into the thick air. He tugged at his blazer before officially walking in.

"Ah, Dan. Take a seat." He looked at the monitor in the middle of the room.

"Am I late?" Dan blurted.

"No. I was told you were coming now when my assistant saw the car pull up and told my assistant to let you right in."

Dan breathed a sigh of relief. He pulled out his portfolio and a few papers fell. Mr. Shields waved his hand as if to say that he wasn't interested in the papers.

"Dan, I called you here to do research pieces. I don't care about the stuff you've written before."

"Oh, like interviews?" Dan sunk into the chair.

"More like eye catching pieces, the stuff that goes on everyday that people need to know about."

"You mean like corruption and lies?"

"But put a better selling spin on it." He took off his glasses.

"I'm use to fiction stuff."

"Well, change that. Call me in the morning with your first idea." He got up from his desk and walked out of his office. He reached into his coat and took out some cigarettes. He put his faced up to the monitor and shut the red light off.

Well, he survived his first conference call. Dan hit his hand against his face. He didn't know how the write things like that. He tried his hand with the Chuck story but that failed. It was pulled out of the press so fast. What if he crossed the wrong path and wound of in trouble. If this is the job that Tiffany wanted him to get so badly, why did it cause so much trouble? He was now taking a look differently at things.

On the cab ride home he texted Serena. Some of them had a few I miss you and love you, while others were dirty texts from Serena. He did miss her, but he couldn't let her come down just yet. He needed to figure out how to handle his new boss. How could he tell Serena that his boss was disregarding everything Dan worked on and was making him into this sleazy writer.

"Hello?" Dan felt the phone vibrate against his lap.

"You didn't answer my last text."

"How can I respond to all the dirty texts you're sending. And the fact you're sending them so fast."

"Well, I miss you." Serena pouted.

"I've been gone 3 days."

"And those days feel like lifetimes."

"Look, I told you I need to get in good with the company, and I can't do it thinking about you in my hotel room."

"I just want to know how your day was, tell me everything." She sounded excited.

"I don't really like my boss. He didn't read any of my stories."

"He should, they're amazing."

"Cause the stories are about you, of course you'd think that."

"No really, they have heart to them."

"I just feel like this is a mistake. Like I should of looked into other writing companies and internships, but I was stuck on this one."

"Well, you were moving closer to the company a month ago. No one knew how things would end up."

"Everything just felt so set up. Did he even read my resume?"

"Stop beating yourself up, I need to do a few things before I call it a night. I hope tomorrow is better for you Dan."

"Yeah, me too."

"I love you." Serena quickly hung up."

Dan threw his phone in his pocket and grabbed the paper from the seat. He turned to the editorials and saw his boss' name. He suddenly remembered why the name and man looked so familiar, and now knew why Tiffany wanted to move closer to the company.