Author's Note: you know, sometimes I write Anne where I love her to death (YOB) and other times I hate her.
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~Manda
The grounds of the Vanderbilt compound were covered in white roses and lilies. For someone who'd already been running a fever earlier in the morning and had forgotten to take their allergy meds her surroundings were a nightmare of stuffy noses, sneezing, and coughing. All she wanted to do was go home, to walk home, so that she could halfway breath. She couldn't though, it seemed like he constantly had his eyes on her, draining energy from her to take his own steps and deal with the family around him. Being as masochistic as she was Vanessa stayed put; she didn't leave the memorial ceremony after the captain's funeral. She'd said her condolences to Anne who only looked at her as if she were trying to figure something out. Vanessa was used to that from her by now. Chuck had taken her with him in the limo to the funeral, refusing to let her leave just yet. She should have known he'd had something up his sleeve.
They'd stood next to a cherry blossom bush a little out of the way and she'd watched Nate kneel down beside a grave, a single pink rose in hand. She knew just by the way his shoulders were slumped his eyes had to have been glossy. There was only one person the grave could have belonged to and Chuck only nodded as the thoughts formed in her head. Ruth Margret Archibald, the baby sister he would have been far too protective of. Watching his actions Vanessa had only wanted to go over to him and put her arms around him. But she restrained herself, it wasn't her place, and she had a boyfriend waiting for her back in Brooklyn now. What they'd had she was fighting to push into the past rather then re living it in regret. They weren't who they were when they'd started regardless of the ties that kept her to him.
It was a good thing allergies covered the tears in her eyes as she leaned her head against her hand and sniffed. Maybe she could have just skipped out the back door and he wouldn't have noticed, all she needed to do was find a way to call Scott, he would have met her somewhere for a while. Then again he would have pressured her to think about her options more and to Vanessa her mind was made up. A fact she hadn't yet shared with anyone other than herself and the slow forming bump that had made her favorite pair of jeans a little snug.
"Figured you might need this, and, by your red rimmed eyes it looks like I might just have been right."
She hadn't noticed him come in in the first place but when she looked back up in the mirror to look at him there he was standing right in back of her, one hand on her hip and the other outstretched with one of the things she'd needed most currently.
"Claritin? How did you remember?"
Taking the allergy meds out of his hand she popped the pill in her mouth and leaned over to get water from the sink as he held her hair back. It was something so natural and normal for them they didn't think anything of it. He'd always been sweet with her, sweet like candy. she stood back up and he let go of her hair letting the curls fall messy to her shoulders.
"Think of who you're talking to V"
They both smiled as she nodded her head he always remembered the little things when it came to her. Her allergies were one of the many things he was always on top of, he knew how rarely she ever remembered to take her meds and how often she could have used them.
"You know, this is the second time you're handing me drugs in a bathroom"
He laughed for a moment at her sentence but turned remorseful on it soon as he thought of exactly what she was getting at as he looked her in the eyes. At least this time they were on speaking terms. Nate smiled at her regretfully as she shrugged her shoulders, her way of telling him it was all whatever. The past was done and it was time to move on from it now.
"Least it's not for a hang over this time"
Vanessa closed her eyes for a second and he figured it was just regret, she was the only one to know that it was more than that. Part of her wanted to blurt out to him that they weren't the only two in the room. Part of her just wanted to blurt it out to him first that she was carrying their child, and she couldn't do anything about it, she wasn't strong enough to have an abortion. The connection that had started was something that for the life of her she couldn't figure out how to break. She wanted to see the reaction on his face whether it was regret or anger, she just didn't want to be the only one of them that knew anymore. Vanessa kept her mouth shut though, she couldn't make his day any more complicated than it already was. He had enough on his mind to worry about without her adding another thing to it.
"I have to get back out there. But later, think you might want to take Cora's kids and go to the playground for a while? It's supposed to rain later, monkey bars in the pouring rain can bring a smile to your face as they always do."
He leaned in to kiss the side of her head and her eyes closed yet again as her mind went to all of the memories the two of them bad consisting of the pouring rain and that park. Rain always seemed to change Vanessa's mood and make her relax a little bit more, one of the ways she was completely different from anyone on the East Side. She couldn't tell him that she was supposed to have plans with Scott, he'd had a long enough day and she didn't plan on adding anymore grief to his thoughts. Besides, if she humored Elle some more there wouldn't have been a chance for her to tell anything about what she thought of as her 'pet fishy'. She'd just have to come up with some way to lie to Scott, telling him she was hanging out with Nate wouldn't have been the best of ideas. She stood in silence as she watched him walk out the door back into the gathering of people.
"Hangover? Good, that must mean you don't plan on continuing this."
With the voice in back of her Vanessa's neck snapped straight to the direction it was coming from. Anne Archibald stood looking at her with her arms crossed, bun far too tight in her hair, indignant look across her face. The woman was one Vanessa hadn't ever cared so much to deal with. Anyone who could have used her son to brush up her own life wasn't someone who had to have to many ideals of family to begin with. Then again no 'parent' Vanessa was ever around really knew what they were doing, even Rufus wasn't perfect. There was just something about Anne that made Vanessa defensive, maybe it had something to do with how she'd met her for the first time. The two hadn't gotten a very good first impression of one another.
Being asked how much her son had paid for her services was uncomfortable on Vanessa's part, but, it could have had something to do with the fact that she'd been laying across his bed fresh out of the shower in a white towel waiting for him to finish up. Vanessa could have killed him for forgetting to lock his bedroom door. Even if he thought this mother was away for the week he still could have locked the door. That was back in January, they'd had several run ins since. All of them seemed to be just as uncomfortable.
"Excuse me?"
Vanessa felt like she was on trial for something with the way that Anne was sizing her up, it was something she did her best to pay no attention to. She wasn't intimidated and she didn't try to level up to her like Blair would have. If Anne didn't like her Anne would just have to get over it, Vanessa didn't have the time to worry about Nate's mother too.
"Don't play stupid Vanessa; I've watched you at Tripp's wedding and here at my husband's funeral. You have a hand that doesn't stray far from your abdomen when my son isn't near you and he looks distressed. You do it all the time in your subconscious. Then, you have this bump in your stomach that is just starting to show. You can still get away without the world knowing. Thank god, because what you're going to do next is you're going to get rid of it before my son or anyone else finds out a word of it."
If she hadn't been feeling well before her world suddenly felt like it was on full spin, all thanks to Anne of course, none of it was something Vanessa had expected. It took her several minutes to process everything Anne had said before she grew completely defensive. Of course she didn't like the woman before her but, more than that she had no right to attempt to tell Vanessa what do. No one did, she was tired of people trying to. Vanessa hated being told what to do and she was never one to actually listen to people. She'd been on her own taking care of her sister for far too long without having anyone to tell her what to do.
"Know what Anne, last time I checked whatever was going on inside of my body was none of your business."
After Anne's words part of Vanessa wanted Nate to walk back in and hear their fight, that would have been purely out of spite, a Blair move that she wasn't about to think of. She'd done enough that reminded his of Blair she wasn't about to cause another one. It was a conversation she'd rather of just caused between the two of them rather than him finding out with his demanding mother standing there dictating. Knowing Nate he'd listed to whatever his mother wanted and Vanessa wasn't sure a fight with him was something she could have handled.
"When you're trying to trap my son it becomes my business Vanessa"
Her stare was still solid and she wasn't backing down from her accusations as Vanessa looked up to the ceiling and away from her. Heartless, just plain heartless not that Vanessa had expected anything less from her, she was Anne Archibald after all, there wasn't any making her soft.
"Trap him? Yea, because I planned on this happening and he had no part in any of it."
That's what she'd figured; it would all be painted out to be her fault. She was the one with less money; she didn't have half of what they had. She'd be looked at like she was the tramp looking to score. That was the last thing Vanessa was looking for, she didn't even want his help to really think of. She didn't even have a plan yet but, she knew that none of keeping the baby meant she wanted a hold over him.
"Regardless of what part my son may have had in any of it, you're the only one that can end it and you need to end it Vanessa. This pregnancy is not something that you should be continuing with if you know what's good for you."
Vanessa laughed at it all, what else was she supposed to do. Her ex boyfriend's mother was standing in front of her threatening her. It proved to her exactly why she didn't want to be part of that life. She didn't want anyone else to be part of that, maybe she'd been wrong in her decisions. Adding to that family was probably one of the biggest mistakes she could make. But it still didn't stand in the way of her thinking not only about herself but about the baby at hand, and Nate also. Her mind wasn't about to faultier on her decisions, she'd tried to end it but it just didn't work.
"You can't tell me what I can and cannot do about my baby. I never said that I wanted even a second of Nate's help with any of it. I'm the one who decided to continue with this pregnancy and I don't need his help or yours. So you need to leave me alone and get out of my way. I'm doing what I want and I don't need your opinion on any of it."
All Vanessa wanted was to get out of the small bathroom, as she stood there with Anne it felt like it was getting even smaller. Finding it harder to breath she reached her hand out for the door to escape into the hallway and leave. Maybe calling Scott wasn't such a bad idea, part of her would have more preferred Chuck but it wasn't like he'd of even touched her since she'd told him. Something about respect for Nate, she wasn't used to Chuck being a friend, it was… different.
"You keep this pregnancy and Nate and I will lose everything. Do you really want to be the reason his entire life goes down the drain. I love my son, but, he's not domestic material. He'll never be able to handle a job or raising a child. My father will make sure he has nothing left and you'll be the reason for it all. Then, eventually he'll resent you for it all and you'll be left with a child you can't pay for and his life will be completely destroyed. Is that what you really want Vanessa? To be responsible for Nate losing everything? How will you feel when you're both broke and alone and the child is the one suffering. That's something you need to think about. Love doesn't cut it, love fades. Do you really want to learn that the hard way? When you have a little child stuck in the middle of it all. Your all better off pretending this never happened and this pregnancy isn't real. Do it Vanessa, save yourself and just have the abortion. Then this whole mess will be nothing but the past."
With every word that dropped from Anne's mouth Vanessa felt more vulnerable. Everything she said was true whether Vanessa wanted it to be or not. She wasn't doing the right thing, she was only thinking about herself again. Being pregnant for as long as she had been already was a mistake and she should have followed along with her first instinct. Then she wouldn't have felt like she needed it as bad as she did. She needed to get out of the party before she broke completely. She wasn't used to this, she was the strong one. Vanessa felt so conflicted and hurt all she wanted to do was find air to breath. She didn't look back at Anne for a single second as she rushed through the bathroom door and headed straight for a door.
The garden around him was sprawling with beautiful hand planted flowers from years past. His grandmother had dedicated every second of her spare time to it much to the displeasure of his grandfather. His grandfather had always despised the garden, it was amazing it still existed. Purple lilacs, pink roses, and Chinese azaleas, they were three of the flowers Nate knew he'd always know the scent of. They were the flowers his grandmother hand always liked the best. He had fond memories of his grandmother before she'd lost her life to the cancer she'd been the one to instill all the food he knew on him and, he was sure that the past few weeks he'd done her wrong.
There was one thing Nate knew for sure, that had Margret still been alive he would have been just fine with dooming Vanessa's life to being surrounded by the Vanderbilt's. Grandma Margie would have loved Vanessa. Her wit, her spunk, her ambition, everything about her would have been matters she would have approved of. Margie Livingston- Vanderbilt wasn't like the rest, she stood up for the things she was passionate about. That included Archer Joseph Fitzwilliam. The man Nate was sure was his real maternal grandfather. It was yet another thing Nate wouldn't ever know, Archer hand been killed shortly after Nate's mother's birth. For some reason a hit and run accident seemed a little suspicious for its timeline of events.
Nate smirked to himself thinking of how his grandfather deserved it after all the things he did. he'd done so much more that Nate wasn't even aware of. The only thing Nate really knew was that he needed to stop letting him interfere in his life. Nate needed to be like his Grandma Margie and stand up for himself. Which included separating from Blair, if he wanted to keep any aspect of that friendship or his friendship with Chuck he needed to stop his family games and do what he knew was best, he needed his own heart to be with the one he loved.
"Nathaniel, I thought I might find you out here. you always did have a thing for seeing to it that I took care of your grandmother's things. Not that I still understand why."
He'd heard his grandfather's footsteps coming closer but he hadn't really expected him to come all the way over to him. He'd hoped that William would have just walked by and gone to bother someone else for a while. Rather than feeding to Nate's increasing gut feeling that he needed to be honest with everyone. His father's funeral wasn't the place to do it all, Anne would show herself being far more torn up then she really would have been, and it would have been only after the fact that it meant that Anne would have just had one more thing to cover up.
"Grandfather, I was just getting some air"
Turning to face his grandfather he gave him a slight nod he felt him put a hand on his shoulder, Grandfather's fake way of encouragement. He gave his grandfather a half lit smile and looked away from him into the cloudy sunlight of the day. Why he'd gotten messed up back into the family he wasn't sure, Vanessa had trusted him to do it with caution and look where it'd gotten him. Back in the spot he'd been in the first place. Trapped into that world, following rules and directions that was written out before he had a single say in any of it. That's not what he'd wanted and he couldn't figure out how he'd let himself fall back into it. Where was his independence? Great, wonderful, he'd been accepted to Colombia on his own. What about the letter from USC that sat still unopened in his pocket? He'd let that dream go just to follow his mother's rules.
"I'm proud of you for the way you've handled this, acted like the man was an actual father to you. I just wanted to let you know that his assets have now been unfrozen and anything that was taken away has how been added straight to your account. It should be more than enough to cover Yale and live your normal life before your trust funds and things set in when you're twenty-one."
Nate bit the inside of his cheek as he looked dumbfounded at his grandfather. Here, at his own father's funeral William was making it all a business transaction and talking money. His own daughter's husband was dead and he couldn't have cared any less about her ordeals. What kind of parent did that? Nate held in a frustrated sigh and nodded his head for the show's sake. He knew quite well that it would be the only way that his grandfather would leave him alone.
"What do you say we head up to Yale tomorrow and take a look with the grounds? Maybe a dinner with the president? It would be a very smart education choice on your part Nathaniel."
He'd declared himself going to Colombia, what's that enough for the family? Of course not. Not really caring what Grandfather had said he nodded his head he couldn't disappoint today of all days, who knew what William would have done.
"Good, a car will pick you up in the morning. If Tripp weren't still away on his honeymoon I'd take him with us too, you boys should have more bonding time, better than the rest of these hooligans you hang around with in the city. I'm sure next year you'll make some really worth wile friends. Friends who aren't sons of Bart Bass for starters."
With one final clap to Nate's shoulder Grandfather pulled out his cell phone no doubt to arrange those plans as Nate put his head in his hands. Unfortunately he couldn't just skip out on the festivities, regardless of how much he'd of wanted to. it was his own father of course.
"Natie? Are you ok?"
The little voice asked as she put her head on his shoulder crouched down in her little black dress. His smile wasn't to be held back as he raised his head out of his hand only to be met with Noelle's big brown eyes. They were written all over with concern but as he gave her the best smile he could the concern half melted away and she threw her little arms around his neck.
"I'm ok Ellie, just a little sad"
He nodded as he stood up and picked her up with him, her arms still tightly around his neck and her head back on his shoulder. He'd never thought he was really good with little kids till Noelle had attached herself to him. She was the same age that someone very special to him had been, but so much different. Noelle was full of life and endless energy.
"Are you sad about your daddy Natie?"
Noelle's voice showed all the sadness she too felt for her own father that she'd hardly known before he'd been killed. As not always there that the captain had been he'd learned some things from him, like how to sail. It hadn't been so bad, at least he'd had a father that was around most of the time. Noelle pulled back from him and looked at him, as she did he smiled again when he noticed what was around her neck. The diamond star with the emerald in the middle of it, the present he'd had to trick Vanessa into taking. Elle had begged to wear it every day, and Vanessa always caved to restraint. They were memories he loved.
"Yea Ellie, I am"
He nodded his head and looked over at the flowers in the garden thinking for a moment. It was her two little hands on both sides of his face as she pulled his head to look at her again. A soft reflective smile stayed on his face.
"Don't worry Natie, your daddy's up in heaven with my daddy. I bet he's taking lessons on how to be a guardian angel from my daddy so that he can watch over the fishy swimming in Veevee's tummy."
Nate looked at her confused and started to laugh till her serious face brought him back into a quiet moment. She could have a very fierce imagination at times. he knew that when Noelle was set on something he wouldn't hear the end of it till she was through. To silence him further she lifted her hand and put it over Nate's mouth to shush him, something she'd learned from Vanessa naturally. Between the girls Nate was always learning to shut his mouth before something stupid.
"So do you know Natie? Because Veevee says she doesn't. did Veevee swallow a boy fishy or a girl fishy?"
Nate rustled Noelle's hair as she took her hand off of his mouth, a curious smile etching across her own face as she tilted her head to him. Nate wasn't putting two and two together, he had no idea what Elle was talking about and figured it was just another one of her silly pretend games.
"Did Stephen and Jackson make comments while Vanessa was eating sushi in front of you? Because sushi is just food, it's not real fish."
Searching for something to say that would make a little bit of sense out of what Elle was mumbling about it was the only thing he'd been able to come up with. Besides, admitting that the fish had just previously been in a lake or something somewhere sounded a little bit morbid. He thought it was a good enough story, it was just now the whole waiting process of seeing if Elle would take it. She took most things he said literally.
"No Natie! The fishy that's gonna grow into a baby! The baby that's going to call you daddy and Veevee mommy silly, Veevee told me about the baby in her sleep and then mommy told me I couldn't tell anyone. In Veevee's sleep, she told me that the baby has blue eyes just like yours! Veevee talks a lot in her sleep. Veevee even cries in her sleep, she did it last night."
Noelle's words had stopped registering in his head after Noelle had said the world baby. Could Vanessa really have been? And she hadn't said anything to him. He hadn't noticed it. Could he have gotten her pregnant then abandoned her like a good for nothing ass he sometimes was. She was dealing with it all alone, the pressures of everything everyone's pressures all on her shoulders. How could he have not seen it, how could he have let her do everything by herself, she deserved better than that. Everything was moving fast and Nate wasn't sure he'd be able to move if he took an inch. Before he knew it Ele's head was back on his shoulder and her little voice was back to whispering in his ear.
"Mommy told me that the baby might need to go back to heaven till Veevee is older and can take care of it better. She said it was Veevee's decision because Veevee needs to do what' best from her and the baby. Natie, Can you keep a secret? … I think Veevee will be a good mommy. You too Natie, the baby will be lucky to have a daddy like you. You'll love it and take care of it Natie."
Putting Noelle back down on her feet Nate stood up and put his hands over his mouth as Noelle stood looking up at him. His mind was erratic, he actually had goose bumps on his arms and he didn't want to stand still. He needed to find Vanessa. A few of Noelle's words stuck out to him, like her sentence about the baby going back up to heaven. He loved Vanessa, loved her enough for the baby she was carrying to be an accident, but, perhaps not a mistake. It was her choice ultimately, but, he didn't want her to feel backed into a corner like he knew she had to feel. Like her world was coming down around her and she had no one to turn to. Nate wanted to be there for her, to hold her hand and tell her it was all alright even if he didn't know the outcome himself. It wasn't fair for it all to be something she was taking on all by herself. She was so much more than that, they were so much more than that, the baby was more than that.
"Natie? Do you want the baby to go up to heaven too?"
Looking down at Noelle for a moment her words hit him, what her words really meant. Did he want Vanessa to have an abortion? His mind hesitated for a few moments, nether one of them had very good role models in front of them. He didn't know the first thing about taking care of a child, she had Ruby but this was a thousand times different. Next year was college and she'd already changed her dreams once for him, she'd decided on NYU. How could he ask her to change them again? This would be the thorn to break his 'family', they'd never accept the facts, never. Then he allowed his mind to drift, it was like flashes in front of his face. Kissing the back of her shoulder early in the morning, her lit smile when he did something that surprised her, her independence over everything, the way she looked with no makeup on, everything about her made him stop and smile. It wasn't Blair he'd wanted, it was her all along. Family had just seeped into making him think what they wanted was right. That wasn't family, that wasn't real family.
As much as he'd tried to not let his mind slip to that place he couldn't help it. Seeing her with a blanket of pink, baby food thrown all over her from the hand of a sweet little boy, the images floated into his mind. She was pregnant; they'd actually created a life. They had a chance not to be their parents, yet there was a bigger chance they'd turn right into them. There were so many things he had to think about, so many things they needed to discuss. It wasn't something they'd done alone which made it a decision that they both needed to decide upon. First, he needed to make sure she knew she wasn't alone.
"Ellie, I really need to talk to… Vanessa"
His eyes caught her as she passed by the garden and headed for the drive as fast as she could. Just by the way she was walking he could tell something wasn't right and he felt himself panic an unexplained panic that he couldn't quite put his finger on. All he knew was that he needed to get to her, to catch her and tell her she wasn't in it alone anymore. Nate was sure it was the fastest his brain had ever worked. Before he could even catch up with what he was doing Nate was heading after her, Noelle right behind him. His heart was racing his mind was a blur but he'd made it to her. When his hand connected with the soft flesh of Vanessa's wrist he felt her tense and for the first time since their sort of reconciliation he knew why.
"Vanessa"
With almost a whisper she refused to turn around to face him as she tried everything to get her arm away from him but he held tighter. He wasn't about to let her get away. Not with everything going on around them.
"Nate let me go, I have to get out of here"
Her voice was shaking and he could tell immediately that something wasn't right. it didn't matter what it was for the moment, with the new information he'd been given the only thing he cared about was letting her know that he was there and that she wasn't alone. He'd make sure she wasn't alone in a second of it. Nate wrapped his arms around her pulling her into a hug as she put her head against his shoulder. She didn't hesitate for the first time in a long time. He just held her against him.
"How about the three of us get out of here and go talk about all of this."
Pulling away from him he wiped the tears in the corners of her eyes with his thumbs. Kissing her temple he looked her over, for the first time he really could see the little bump that no one should have been able to notice unless they knew her body as well as he knew it. He was half surprised when she didn't complain when he slipped his hands from the sides of face down the length of her body to her hips. It was actually real, just as Elle had said.
Christinamarie712 – Dan's coming back up pretty soon but I thought this chapter needed to get out first. (: Meh, I think Vanessa had more then enough on her plate rather then yelling at Chuck, at least he had the right idea at heart. Well Nate, he's got some thinking and growing up to do now I believe. I'm thinking Ruby's going to get worse before she ever gets better.
Francesca – well on the Nate finding out bit ;)
Jen – someone needed to tell Dan, he's one of the best candidates to take care of Vanessa in my opinion. Nothing's better then having your best friend regardless of how judgmental he is. SCOREEEE feeling bad for Nate is exactly what I wanted! As for Maureen, she's on her honeymoon but she's going to be very in touch and involved.
Pagan-Angel13 – Thank you! :D I hope this one lived up to the story just getting better, that's what I'm trying for.
Nate's starting to learn that one now, he's a little bit stubborn when it comes to family but he's starting to see that family is what he makes of it… or what he makes with it? Yea, not sure if that made sense out loud, it did in my head!
Well Chuck can't have anyone thinking that it's his child now can he? Chuck Bass is not a child person. And Chuck knew someone needed to take care of V, if she wasn't going to let Nate do it Chuck took it upon himself to find someone that would.
Ruby and Nate don't get along, and there's a pretty interesting twist coming up that will show just how catty they are with one another. ;)
dun dun dun… :D lol Ellie has a very big mouth
honesty is the hardest policy, hope you liked this chapter! Can't wait to hear your thoughts!
Izzy! – doing this one out of order because I have to say you just made me laugh, yea, I was in the thread the other day when the dog/cat conversation came up and yeaa I see it that way. But in the sake of phsyco cat I figured it was best. But yea, black cat with green eyes… I can see it.
I gotta say, Scott is pissing even me off. Then again I've fallen back in love again so that might have the slightest hint of being why. But Scott has a motive he's after and it'll come out in time. He's lifjskdfjl I don't know, I just don't like him.
Dan's just upset, he's going to be the stubborn one for a while.
Alexxx! ~ Lovee your reviews but you know that, I just get over anxious to get them :P Nate's a jerk, how dare he be able to play with everyone's emotions and make so many people fall in love with him and hate him at the same time. I don't understand it, it's those damn blue eyes, yep, that's what I'm going to blame it on. Those perfect sapphire eyes. I think this chapter came out pretty good. Anne drives me up the wall though. She's such a **.
Yess NV always, I think I've dropped every other ship I have just for them. They're the only two that matter. Nate's starting to see the mistakes he's made too. Finally, but, he's got someone in his way that's not going to go away all that easy.
Ruby's going to get worse before she ever gets better. She doesn't understand the pain she causes V until she has no other but to look it in the face, but, that's all I'll say on that one. You'll see.
Vanessa was shocked that Ruby even remembered the secret to begin with. I figured everyone needed a little bit more torture before everything actually came out. Besides, how could Nate not think of all of his options when he had Elle's cute little fact in front of him? I wasn't sure of how to do it but, that was the one option I came up with.
Dan's the only one that knows Vanessa better than anyone else, and I'm still trying to figure the rest of him out at the moment but, I know I'll come up with something no doubt about that one. Chuck just wanted to know that someone was going to take care of Vanessa since he didn't see Nate knowing any time soon. Chuck doesn't exactly know how to take care of anyone so Dan was his only bet on it all.
well, keep in mind that what I asked you about needs a what I told you I was doing the other day. I'm iffy and if you're up for it let me know and I'll show you. Again I don't make a lot of sense here. anyways. I'm gonna get this up now.
Thank you sooo much everyone, you honestly have no idea how much it means to me. Keep the reviews coming and I will keep on writing! Make them long ) they give me ideas and things to think about. Oh! And I should mention this isn't a relationship reconciliation, she's in a relationship still. And he hasn't had a moment to think about the fact that she didn't tell him right away, even if he was the one that was the ass in the matter.
