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Halloween was a night for candy and crazy parties, she'd been just as content as she could have been standing in the corner of Maureen and Tripp's living room drinking Jones candy corn soda from the glass bottle. The last thing she'd envisioned of her night was ending up on a gurney and rushed by ambulance to the hospital. She hadn't even been taking her appointments anymore. It was Halloween, not Christmas, someone had gotten the holidays very confused. Ten weeks confused to be exact, Vanessa should have known something was wrong when the baby had all together seemed to stop growing at twenty-five weeks. She hadn't gained any weight from about twenty but she'd blamed it on stress and depression. As she'd stood with the pool of amniotic fluid around her feet something had gone desperately wrong. Her nerves had been worse then they'd been at any time through her pregnancy. How could they not have been? It was far too early for any of this to have been taking place. She shook to think about it, this wasn't the way things were supposed to be. Even if Maureen and Tripp were all prepared for it Vanessa wasn't sure she was ready to part with its little kicks inside of her quite so soon. Her Late night talks with the only person that would listen without putting their input in, she wasn't ready to say goodbye to her baby. A squeeze of her hand brought her from her thoughts only for her to meet with sapphire blue eyes so full of worry it chilled her to the bone even more. She wasn't the only one completely filled with worry and distraught that it would all end up for the worst.

"What the hell happened V?"

She was sure the same distraught face mimicked his on her own as she held tighter to his hand. They hardly talked so much as once in the past few weeks; she's only seen him briefly at the party with some blonde on his arm while he talked to Tripp after their fight taking the kids out trick or treating. Here he was, when it mattered the most he was right beside her full of worry and concern. Just because she'd made the decision that they weren't raising the baby didn't mean that the baby wasn't still theirs. It had taken both of their DNA to conceive it. The baby meant more to the both of them then anyone besides each other knew, she just wanted it to have a good life. One she wasn't sure they could give it together, one she was sure they couldn't give it. Maureen and Tripp had everything they didn't have, a stable home, a happy family, everything a baby needed.

"I don't know, my water just broke, it's too early Nate. The baby's not going to be ok. It's not going to survive. I don't know why the hell this is happening, I don't want the baby to die Nate. I'm… I'm scared. This isn't the way this is supposed to go."

Admitting it out loud was the toughest thing she'd done in a long time. He nodded his head knowing the feelings she was going through as he pulled the hand that had an IV in it to his lips and kissed it gently. His attempt to calm her wasn't working very well as she clutched his hand for dear life, she'd tried everything she could to make sure the baby was healthy. This wasn't the way she wanted it all to end, not with something possibly happening to the little thing that had rested inside of her for thirty weeks.

He wouldn't admit it out loud but he too agreed. His heart and his mind told him the same thing that, once the baby was out of her they wouldn't be doing anything other than saying goodbye to it. There was a part of him that told him they wouldn't only be saying goodbye and placing the baby into Maureen and Tripp's arms, they'd be saying goodbye and all four of them would be letting go with no reward. It was too early and too soon, he felt like it all was their faults. They hadn't wanted the baby enough, they'd only wanted to run away from it all more than owning up and taking responsibility for the things they'd caused. Maybe this was the way of someone telling them that considering giving the baby to Maureen and Tripp had been a mistake; this was fate telling them they played the game the wrong way. Their punishment for being so careless and immature for the things that were put in front of them, someone's twisted way of setting them free from one another. The whole thing made him feel sick.

"Listen to me Vanessa"

He whispered as he let go of her hand and put his on the sides of her face forcing her to look at him without a hesitating eye. There hadn't been as much contact between the two since he'd angrily kissed her goodbye after she'd told him what her final decision with regards to the baby. His eyes were staring deep into her, trying to get her to listen to him which was always a task on their behalf's. This time it felt more important than it had ever been, the only way she would be ok was if he got her to listen to him even if it was only for a second. Her hysterical shaking seemed to pause as she looked into his eyes.

"You're both going to be ok. You have to be ok. This baby has all of its integrity and will power from you. We're going to be ok Vanessa; all three of us are going to be alright."

They had their eyes locked together in an intense stare for a few moments before her eyes clamped shut and she bit her lip trying not to make a big deal he could tell. Without saying anything more he laced one of his hands with hers like he'd seen done in movies. She didn't squeeze his hand though, she just kept her eyes shut holding onto him and breathing tensely doing everything she could not to squeeze his hand. He could see it in her features that she wanted to pretend none of it was actually happening, the more she attempted to hide her pain the more obvious it became. Her contractions weren't about to stop, it was all happening and it was going to happen fast.

"I'm sorry to interrupt; I just have to put the sedative into her IV. It'll take the pain away and you'll be asleep in no time. The faster this works the faster they can get that little baby out and take care of it. Ok sweetie? You're in good hands. They're going to take good care of the both of you. Not to worry alright?"

The motherly nurse smiled warmly as she slipped in the middle of Vanessa and Nate and took Vanessa's hand beginning to administer the needle into her IV. Nate started to panic, with Vanessa stunned in shock over it all Nate was the only one who had a right mind to think about it all. They were going to put her to sleep. Put her to sleep and take their baby from her, a baby that either wouldn't be or would be handed over to Maureen and Tripp as soon as it was healthy enough to be. No matter what way it all happened and took place he wasn't going to be a father. His life was changing yet staying the same all at the same time.

"Aslee… I don't want to be put to sleep. Why?"

As Vanessa began to panic more and more monitors started to go off and the nurse gave Nate a look telling him all wasn't ok if she continued on the way she was. In a matter of seconds Nate was in her face again, both hands on the sides, his forehead again leaning to hers. His heart felt like it was beating out of his chest with every breath he took. He could see her biting her tongue and trying to calm down, they both felt the same nerves rushing through their veins. Everything felt like it was moving too fast yet completely in slow motion at the same time. He should have known something wasn't right, he should have known before Chuck had to alert them all that things were going down the drain faster than he could have stopped them, not that they could have been stopped at all.

"You've got to trust them Vanessa. They know what they're doing. It's the only way things will be ok V. They have to do it. Come on Vanessa, you've both made it this far. They know what they're doing and in a little while the baby will be in better condition than it is now. Come on baby, I can't lose you. I know you're scared. I'm scared too… we don't have any other choice but to trust them ok? We don't have any other choice but to trust them, it's that or I lose the both of you Vanessa, I can't do that. I love you."

Her eyes were fading fast as he leaned closer to her and pressed his lips softly to hers, his hands still in a standstill on the sides of her face. with every blink her eyes got heaver and she started to slip more into the land of the drugs. It made him nerve up knowing that when she shut her eyes there was a chance they wouldn't open again. That was all pressed into his mind due to Chuck, Chuck who had lost his mother during emergency surgery to remove her own son. Nate didn't know what he'd do if it had the same outcome. The child wasn't even his; he'd have to hand the baby over to his cousins and live his life with nothing and no one if anything happened to her. He might have to do it anyway.

Feeling her squeeze his hand lightly he knew she was almost out. He felt his nerves spike a little bit more as he moved his hands from her face in a slow slide to rest on her stomach. Their little troublemaker was in danger, the little thing that had gotten him through so much already like his mother's death. Just because Vanessa refused to actually admit it Nate knew Vanessa knew it too. No matter what the two of them were at a loss. He felt the nurse's hand on his shoulder lightly pulling him back from Vanessa.

"They have to move quickly now, it's all going to be alright. You know what they say, everything happens for a reason. If you're coming down to the operating room with us you need to put on a cover. Come on, I'll help you out."

Nate wasn't sure if he was nodding his head in agreement or not but he was walking wherever she said to. They hadn't even talked about how this would go, always afraid that it would make it too real. But now it was hear and it was more real than ever. As they started to head out of the room he felt someone grab his shoulder and he turned to see who was heading into Vanessa's room as everyone was coming out. His eyes landed on Dan. all dressed in the yellow cover Dan was all ready to go into the operating room with Vanessa Nate noticed. He couldn't object or complain about it as he looked at Dan with his worn out worried eyes only to meet a gaze that held frustration rather than anything else.

"If anything happens to her I'm holding you responsible."

Dan bit out in Nate's direction before letting go and walking to the side of Vanessa's bed. He understood it, he got it. Vanessa, though you'd never tell it by her, meant a lot to a lot of people and he was the one at fault if anything happened to her. Dan was completely justified in his worries Nate decided silently. If anything had happened to Serena or Blair he'd never have forgiven the person responsible. Defending the ones you loved more than anything was a reflex.


Nate already knew that the time between leaving the room and the doctor telling him that everything was either ok or not were going to be the longest moments of his life. He had no idea how long it would take, Nate knew nothing about emergency C-sections. He'd been too busy with classes and trying to get in touch with her to worry about what happened if god forbid something happened and she went into labor early. Goodbye was something he was far from ready for. The two options of the outcome did little to ease his mind, either he'd be laying the child in the arms of his cousins or in a wooden box six feet under the ground. Two things that were the last thing he even wanted to consider on his list. Saying goodbye was something Nate was becoming a pro at, something that he hated doing.

He'd watched them wheel her down the long white hall, Dan's clenching her hand as if it was the last time he'd ever touch her again. The thought made Nate sick, the last time… he'd had enough last times for his life time, the last thing he needed was to think that way. All he knew he could really think about was the fact that his girlfriend was in emergency surgery. Leaning his head back against the doorframe he slid his hand into his pocket to take out his cell phone. Just because he didn't want to didn't mean he didn't have to call them. Either they would or Vanessa would be pissed off they didn't get a reminder to show up. Nate didn't feel like he should have had to remind anyone. It had all taken place during Maureen's Halloween party. If the baby meant so much to them why hadn't Maureen insisted on going with Vanessa at any cost. It all felt a little off as he pressed his speed dial and held the phone up to his ear letting it dial his cousin's cell phone number. The rings took too long for Nate, four of them before a single pick up. Even then the music was almost too loud to hear anything. How could anyone still be in a party mood after what was going on?

"Maureen?"

She hadn't even bothered to say hello when she'd picked up the phone. She'd just continued on with the conversation she'd been on before her phone had even rang. Nate was growing impatient and aggravated as he sat on hold without another word. He had other things he needed to be doing.

"So Christmas in Alaska, I think it sounds perfect. We'll catch the boat Christmas eve and travel around for two weeks after. I'm sure there will still be a free cruise ship then… now if you'll excuse me for just a second I have a phone call I have to take… yea, Nate… what's up I'm kind of in the middle of something."

An impatient grown escaped his lips and he opened his mouth to retort something uncalled for but suddenly shut it. This was something they all weren't ready for and all weren't sure they'd ever be ready for. It would take some time to let it all sink in and for everyone to get to know the way the roles were supposed to be. She was off planning Christmas in Alaska when they would have a nearly two month old. Nate would have shaken his head at the fact Maureen already sounded like a typical East Side mother. Had the kid at hand not been his own he would have just crossed it off of his list and doomed the child the same childhood he'd had himself.

"Maureen, they're inducing Vanessa now. She's having the baby."

As he spoke the words everything felt so unreal, he was eighteen, they were eighteen, and this all shouldn't have been taking place. He was snapped out of his thoughts by another uproar of giggles on the other line. He couldn't blame her in a way, she wasn't anywhere more as ready for the things that were taking place then he and Vanessa were.

"I'm just… I'll call you when I know more."

Not sure she'd even heard the last words he'd said Nate hung up the phone and placed it back into his pocket with a shortened sigh as he leaned his head against the wall again. There were so many people he needed to make phone calls to. so many people that would be concerned and worried and needed to know what was going on. He hadn't even called Cora yet, was he supposed to call her parents? And what about Ruby? Would Ruby have wanted to be a part of everything that was going on or was she already too far gone into her world of incoherent drunkenness to think about Vanessa or the baby for five minutes? Starting to play with the cell phone in his pocket he was lucky he'd felt the light hand on his shoulder with his cloud of frustration looking over him.

The hand being lightly placed on his shoulder was enough to break him from where he'd been. Not a touch that he knew all to well but one that he knew. Looking up he was surprised to meet with her honey brown eyes. Himself and Ruby hadn't exactly ever had a normal conversation. There was something in her touch now though that told Nate that on some level Ruby grasped everything that was going on with her sister. In a way Ruby looked like the young child that hadn't ever grown up, the one that Vanessa had defended and taken care of endlessly.

"I have something for you from my sister. I don't know if she still wanted me to give it to you but she didn't tell me anything other. It's just something she wanted me to give you months ago when this day came. Just press play whenever you're ready. It's already at the part you wanted to see."

Looking at Ruby in the eyes he could even see it in hers. An emotion that Nate was next to sure that Vanessa's sister hadn't possessed… worry. He felt the lump in the back of his throat grow bigger as he took the small silver video camera from her hand and half nodded his head. Part of him was worried about whatever was on the video tape. With every word between them that hadn't been said lately how could he have not worried. Ruby didn't say another word to him, she was walked away leaving him standing with the camera in his hands.

With hesitation in every step he walked to the corner of the room, sliding down in a sitting position on the floor. Playing with the camera in his hands he'd never really figured out how Vanessa dealt with it all the time. The only time he'd stolen her camera was to the little things to catch her and always half the time he'd forgotten to take the lens cap off before starting. He could see her roll her eyes in his head and a short smile came to his face. typical. With eyes on the screen he watched as she soon came into view, perfectly on center and focused.

"Hi daddy… god, that feels so strange to say, but, if you're watching this well congratulations! I guess that's what you're supposed to say."

Eyes were glued to the small screen as he took in every bit of her hesitance, her slight smile. As he looked at more than just her face he saw her, the marks along her neck from Scott trying to strangle her. The video was a dated one. One she'd made for him to have before their newest decisions were set in stone that she won't take back .

"It's like four thirty in the morning right now and you've finally fallen asleep ten minutes ago. I wish you'd stay asleep for a while. You've had a longer day then I have, and, I like watching you sleep. It's calming."

The Vanessa on the screen turned the camera's angle to that Nate saw himself sound asleep on his stomach, his sleeping face looking away from the screen. He knew the night well, it was the night that they'd first felt their baby kick, the night Scott had strangled her, the night of his mother's suicide.

"Besides, the longer you stay asleep with your mouth shut the longer before I have to feel that strange squirming again. I shouldn't complain should I? after today I mean. Something tells me that we had a close call today."

She turned the camera back on herself slowly and he could see her free hand rubbing at the marks on her neck.

"This is probably the last thing I should reminding you of. Don't get angry Nate, it was my fault anyway. So while you're watching this shut your mouth. Just think about the fact that there's a baby that is for now on going to prevent you from sleeping through the night for the next few years if not the rest of your life. I should say with my luck he'll be just like you and wake us both up ever fifteen minutes. Then you'll understand how annoying you've been tonight."

The camera again made an angle move and he could see his own hand planted firmly on her stomach. A move that he hadn't been allowed to do in eight weeks since she'd kissed him goodbye at the airport. That's what made him think about it. the video its self had only been taken twelve weeks ago, somehow, it felt like it was an entire lifetime ago. Every month that had gone by felt like it was yet another lifetime.

"I know I said he. I know, I said I didn't want to know because it makes it all too real but, I know it's a boy… he's a boy. And I bet you're nodding your head and agreeing with me now that you're holding him as he sleeps, or with our luck as he screams bloody murder. As long as Cael doesn't look at you with your own stupidly confused look on his face then we're good."

Nate couldn't help the smile on his face as the camera turned a little and he could hear the slightly rustling of covers and the sound of a kiss being placed. She had to have kissed him in his sleep, those were the days he missed instantly, falling asleep with her.

"Yea that's right. I'll admit this to you now just because I don't want to think about him or talk about him during the day doesn't mean that he doesn't mean something to me. Cael Nathaniel Archibald, I think it suits our little blue eyed baby. Though I'm sure Dan will be upset we didn't name the alien Daniel just for kicks."

Watching close on the screen he saw her free hand cover his on her stomach. His nerves were in his throat. He couldn't believe he thought she'd taken everything for granted. Seeing this side of Vanessa, the mothering side of Vanessa, wasn't something he'd been expecting. Giving the baby to Maureen and Tripp was her way out he'd felt before. To know that wasn't the case was something that made him worry just that much more. Cael Nathaniel, the name she'd leaned on, the name she had planned for the son they wouldn't be raising. At least he knew he could see to it that Cael was stuck by, Maureen had asked him if he'd had any ideas. Even if she had her heart set for a girl. Everyone was disappointed at one time or another.

"There's one thing you have to promise me Nate"

With the words out of her mouth he was a little afraid. Promises that she told him he needed to make to her were never good promises. That's what had gotten him across the country in the first place. The last thing he wanted to do was make her something that kept him away from her in any sort of way again.

"For one night, I don't care when it is just make it soon. One night you're sleeping on the couch or in the nursery and I'm taking this whole bed to lay on my stomach and stretch out after he's born. You have no idea how much I miss sleeping on my stomach. Ok, before you wake up again since it's been about a half hour now I'm going to shut this off and catch five minutes of sleep myself. I love you, I really do. I haven't said that in so long. I love you, I love the both of you. You and our son."

Every expression, every confession was something from Vanessa he hadn't seen in more time then he felt he could count. The Vanessa with her guard down who whispered 'I love you's' and cuddled up close to him on the couch after a night spent worrying about Ruby at the hospital. That was one of the only times she was in any sort of overly cuddly and affectionate moods. he missed that, missed kissing her forehead and waiting for her breathing out before he could carry her to the bed and lay her down to sleep for a night. There were hours that he'd spent just watching her sound asleep in bed. Things hadn't always been hot and heavy, they had their comfortable down time too.

The picture on the video camera went to a shade of deep blue and Nate shut it leaning his head back against the wall with a sigh. This wasn't the Halloween he'd expected.


"Nate… Nathaniel… Archibald wake up!"

Chuck Bass's cutting voice cut straight through Nate's ears as his head suddenly snapped up, he'd fallen asleep on the floor with the video camera in his hand. His head panicked and he grabbed his cell phone clicking the sides for the time. An hour had passed since he'd shut off the video and shut his eyes for a moment. an hour and he hadn't checked on anything. officially November first, it wasn't even Halloween anymore. his blue eyes flicked up to Chuck and he silently studied his best friend's face for any sort of news. Of course Chuck's face showed nothing. It never did, not even at Victrola. His jittery hands lifted to his face and he cleared his eyes trying to get through some of his confused haze.

"Is there any news?"

With a voice thick with sleep he watched Chuck slowly nod his head and he swore she could have rang Chuck's neck if he took any longer to spill what he knew. Part of Nate didn't want to hear it. his ears to afraid to hear any sort of confirmation on what the outcome had been.

"Her sedative is wearing off and I figured he might want you in the room, that and Blair says it's time to wake your ass up."

His hand gripped the cell phone in his hand tighter; Chuck was stalling far to long for Nate to feel comfortable. There had to be something wrong. Something wrong and he'd have to be the one to break it to Vanessa. that was something he was dreading. Having to break it to himself was going to be hard enough when it sank into his head.

"Humphrey just came out of the delivery room. You have a son"


"You can go see her now, but she's very fragile and last someone checked in there she was still asleep. Her fever is still high but they gave her morphine to bring it down faster. I'm sorry I can't tell you anything about your precious little boy, I'm sure someone will be up from the NICU to talk to you both very soon. Just please, try to keep her calm. At this point it's very important. It's also important for the both of you to stay positive, everything happens for a reason, just think of it that way."

The young nurse had her hand on his shoulder as he stood in the doorway looking in at her asleep in the hospital bed, she looked so small and alone. She was asleep, that alone relieved Nate. Asleep where she couldn't let her worries consume her, they were doing enough of that to him. She didn't need to be worrying about everything too. They had a son that he knew next to nothing about. Part of him hesitated for when she woke up and asked because all had known to tell her was that it was a boy. A boy who was struggling in the NICU for his life, he couldn't help but beat himself up, he should have done more than he did. He should have noticed first, it shouldn't have been Chuck that had rushed to her first. When they'd had Cora's kids out he should have made her go home and rest, he could tell than that she wasn't well. All the things he should have done were all things he couldn't any longer do.

He was still shocked that Chuck had been the one to alert him that Vanessa was burning up far past the point of normal. He hadn't believed a word out of Chuck's mouth till Vanessa was in a heap on the floor in the puddle of anatomic fluid. He still felt like it all was his fault, because he hadn't been there the whole time. Now he didn't even know what to say to her when she finally was awake. She had every right to fight with him as far as he was concerned. Now all he wanted was to hold her, that and to find out more about what was going on down the hall. It didn't matter if the baby didn't exactly belong to them, it was still a part of them. He loved the little boy just as much as he loved Vanessa.

"I have to say, both she and that little boy are very lucky. I'm Dr. Anderson, I delivered your son. Before you ask I should say, you have that scared out of your mind look on your face, the one that all new father's have. That's how I know it's you and your friend over there told me."

The older woman said as she pointed back to Chuck in reference. Nate raised his head to look over and half nod back to Chuck. His mind was still spinning yet it was in full attention as he looked back at Dr. Anderson. At least he knew that the woman wasn't in front of him to tell him that their son hadn't made it. That had been what Nate was the most afraid of, that she'd of come out to say that it was all over before it had even started. He knew that Vanessa had to be dreaming the same way.

"Your son was suffering from an IUGR. Intrauterine growth restriction is when the fetus stops growing in utero. In any of her appointments had the doctor mentioned that he was behind and something wasn't right."

As the questions were asked Nate made a mental note to kick himself harder. He should have known the answers to the questions. He put his hand up rubbing the throbbing side of his face where Chuck had punched him and he remembered. Not even Vanessa would have known how to respond. She hadn't gone to her checkups. She'd been to concerned with the money she didn't have and didn't know how to get to go to the appointments she should have been attending. Had the doctor not been standing right in front of him Nate might have used his pent up frustrations to punch a wall or something else nearby that wouldn't punch back.

"It's quite clear that this pregnancy for both of you was far from planned but I have to ask just to understand more and get to the bottom of this all… was there a lot of drug and alcohol use during the pregnancy? Smoking even. Anything that could have intensified the affects of the toxoplasmosis on his system, which, I also need to know about the time she contracted that. That could be very important for his health."

All of the words coming through Nate's brain were muddled in their own ways, toxoplasmosis? Drugs? Alcohol? He only new of some of the things that had gone on. The things that she'd admitted to him the day she'd found out he'd tried to skip going to USC.

"Toxoplas… what? I know that in the beginning of the pregnancy she was in a bad way and there could have been things done then…"

Nate wasn't about to paint Vanessa as a bad mother already for things he'd caused and hadn't meant to do. She didn't deserve that, she deserved much more than that. it hadn't been something she'd intentionally done, it wasn't like she'd discarded the baby to be nothing more than a mistake through the whole pregnancy. The beginning of it just hadn't been expected.

"Toxoplasmosis, has she been in contact with raw meat or maybe a cat that could have been infected? It's a parasite that has very dangerous potential to harm the fetus in utero. She's very lucky that she didn't miscarry him in the first few months. His repercussions from being infected with this might not show up for up to a year from now, if he survives the first forty-eight hours it'll be a big thing. Now I'm not here to make you feel guilty but I was want you to know what's going on. I'm not going to sugar coat it, and I'm not going to give you a false picture of what's going on. This is all very serious. There's a very good chance that he won't come out of it, but the staff in the NICU are going to do everything they can to make sure that that doesn't happen. He's in good hands."

Ruby's damn cat. That was the first thing Nate's mind went to, the slash scar that was deeply faded cross her cheek, the thing that Scott had stabbed to death. He wanted so badly to freeze with anger over the cat and Scott even. But he couldn't. The worry in his gut only grew as he slightly nodded his head listening to the words the doctor in front of him said. She was done speaking her piece he could tell as she moved away from Vanessa's doorway no longer blocking his view of her laying in the hospital bed.

"I'm going to go make sure your son is alright you can go right in and see her. She should be awake soon and she'll need someone to try and keep her calm. You both have a very long night and few weeks ahead of you. It's going to take a lot of strength."

Nate nodded his head as Dr. Anderson spoke for a few more moments before heading away from him back in the direction of the NICU. He was about to take another step into Vanessa's room when quick walking footsteps in back of him made him pause and turn around.

"Nate! Nate oh my god, thank god"

Maureen's voice was pre hysterical and Tripp followed in back of her, his hand reaching for her shoulder. Someone had sobered up rather quickly. It was about time that they snapped into parent mood and worried about the new child they had that was sick.

"I just finished talking to the doctor. It's a boy"

He said lamely not really sure if he could congratulate them on having a son when he felt like he should have been the one everyone was walking up to and congratulating. Cael was his baby, his flesh and blood. He was lost in his own thoughts when a sudden cry tour him from his thoughts and suddenly Maureen was grabbing onto his arms nearly shaking him.

"He's dead Nate… the doctor just said he's gone. Dead. You and Tripp have to arrange his funeral."


zenith16 – Sorry it took so long to update, I was trying to get it just right. Poor Nate and Vanessa, just when they thought things couldn't get any worse…

Izzy – Noelle is very worried about her fishy, he's her little buddy

Scott scares me… and he just keeps getting worse rather than better. That's a warning ;)

Updated! With a troubling end…

Jen – Maureen is very into having her life and living it the way of an East Sider, everything Vanessa is against. That can't be to easy for Vanessa to swallow, Cael's going to be raised just as Nate was. that's a scary thought in its self isn't it? he could turn out like… CHUCK! Ahh. That's if he's alright. Doesn't look at way. Chuck observes more than anyone else does. of course he notices when Vanessa starts to seem like something's wrong. Hope the chapter was alright (=

Layla Persnickety – lmaooo interesting exclamation XD I love Chuck… here at least. Temps me to put him with V instead. (I wouldn't do that) what do you think of Nate's baby boy? (=

Alex – You know how much your reviews mean to me. I always look forward to reading them. See I'm trying to make sure of the fact that Scott has nothing on Nate. And in my opinion he never will. Even though Nate's an asshole he's still Nate.

I have to agree with thinking like Dan, what is she thinking? But look at it her way, she knows in a way that she'll know him, Cael. She can keep an eye on him and know that he's fine regardless of how much it hurts. She's not used to letting other people in to help her make decisions, with her parents gone most of the time and her caring for Ruby alone worrying about what someone else thinks about her own decisions isn't something she even thinks about regardless if Nate is directly involved in the situation. Maureen's not sure of the decision either, she's gotta be even less sure after all of this.

That's it! I'm going to move to France, I told you already, I absoultly hate the concept of Halloween. The horror movie and dressing up part I love and Candy can't get any better. It's the whole door to door thing… gag. Cora's kids remind me of my nieces and nephews… bit mouths who say all of the wrong things by accident.

lol, I'm glad to know I'm not the only one. Honestly, this story means everything to me. I stress over it non stop. My best friend can tell you first hand. Her text messages reflect it. I'm trying to hurt N for everything he's done. Lmaooo he still owes Vanessa for the hell he's put her through with everything. Jerk. No, she's just worried that now there's more than just her to screw over.

Scott is an ass and like I said… he's going to get worse.

I already don't like him on the show… just as much as I hate V.

I have a part done coming up that is going to give everyone nightmares, myself included on all of that.

XD Jenny's so evil. She needs to just get over herself but I can't see her doing so any time soon. She's Jenny. She puts herself first. Ok… so maybe I'm biased.
To be honest… I think Chuck might be my favorite one in the story also. He cares all the while trying to pretend that he doesn't. as for calling Dan… he knows better than to let Nate go with Vanessa. Nate might have just ended up dead from her attempting to strangle him.

That was a cliff? Well… I think this one might be a little worse now isn't it.

;) I'm sorry