A/N: I hope you all enjoy!

Serena opened the door to the loft. Dan came in first, holding the box which contained the rocking chair. Chuck and Eric staggered in after them. Serena led them to the living room. They both collapsed on the couch. Serena went to go find some Advil. Dan sighed and put the box down on the ground. Chuck looked around the loft.

"Where the fuck am I?"

Dan smirked.

"The loft."

"In Brooklyn?"

"The one and only."

Eric spoke next.

"Sharon was here last night."

"Yeah, for dinner."

Eric smiled.

"She has pretty hair."

Dan rolled his eyes. Why did I agree to let them in house again? he thought. Serena entered the living room again.

"I can't find the Advil. I'll go to the delicatessen down the street."

She grabbed her coat and put it on. Eric looked up at her.

"What the hell is a delicatessen?"

Dan spoke.

"A drug store."

Chuck smirked.

"Then why not just call it a drug store?"

Serena rolled her eyes and gave Dan a kiss before leaving the loft. The room became silent. Eric started to walk around the living room. Chuck stayed sitting on the couch. Dan wished Serena would hurry up and come home already. Chuck looked at him.

"Humphrey."

Dan looked up at him.

"Yes."

"Do you love Serena?"

"Yeah. I really do."

Chuck sighed.

"I fucking love Blair."

"That's…… great."

"No it's not because I can't fucking move on and she's out sleeping with Nate. Nate! I mean have you met him? He's dumber than my foot. Why does she want to sleep with him? Am I not fuckable? Tell me the truth, Humphrey."

Dan sat awkwardly. It wasn't something that guys wanted to answer. He sighed and looked at Chuck.

"I guess you could be "fuckable" if you want to. But if you ask me, maybe you should leave Blair alone for a while. Go on some dates. Try to find someone new."

Chuck raised an eyebrow.

"Someone new? I have barely had someone old! Crap, my head hurts."

He grabbed his head and lay down on the couch. Eric stopped walking and turned to face Dan.

"Dan, when will Sharon be back?"

"I don't know. I don't think she's coming back."

"But I love her."

Dan rolled his eyes.

"You are drunk."

Eric sighed and wobbled over to the couch where Chuck lay asleep. He looked at Dan.

"I'm tired."

Before Dan could say anything, Eric fell onto the floor. Dan sighed and got up from the chair and walked over to where Eric lay on the floor. Eric was smiling in his sleep. Dan just left him there. Chuck's legs were on the ground but his upper body was on the couch. It's weird how people sleep, thought Dan. He sat down on his chair and picked up the latest issue of GQ and began reading an article on Stephen King. He was half way through the article, when he heard moaning coming from Chuck. He looked over the magazine and saw Chuck sitting up on the couch. He was glaring at the window. Dan raised an eyebrow.

"Are you okay there, Chuck?"

Chuck turned to face him.

"What's wrong with me?"

Well you sleep with countless women, you never really listen to anyone, you're a jerk, you don't give a crap about anyone who isn't from the Upper East Side and you always wear that scarf. Take it off! thought Dan. He smirked and looked back at Chuck.

"Um…. Nothing I can think of."

Chuck sighed.

"But there must be something wrong."

Dan shrugged his shoulders. Come home Serena, Come home!, he thought. Chuck groaned and fell back on the couch. Dan picked up his magazine again and started reading. A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. He got up and went to open it. Jenny stood in front of him. She sent him a smile.

"Sorry, forgot my key."

Dan sighed.

"Well that's the least of your problems. I'd be careful entering the living room"

Jenny sent him a confused looked before entering the living room. She almost dropped her coat. Why are Eric and Chuck sleeping on our couches? she thought. She turned to Dan.

"What is going on?"

"They had a few drinks. Serena suggested we bring them here. And now your here."

Jenny rolled her eyes before going to her bedroom. Maybe she should have stuck around with Hazel longer. Dan sighed and picked up his magazine once more. He had almost finished the article when the loft door opened. He looked up and saw Serena smiling as she walked in. She was holding a bag. She looked at her brother and her step-brother. She cleared her throat. They did not get up. She sighed and walked over to them. She grabbed Chuck's ear and Eric's and pulled them up. Dan watched in amazement. Chuck yelled.

"What the hell are you doing Van der Woodsen?"

She just smirked.

"Come on you two, have some Advil."

She passed them each a pill and Dan went to get them some water. Chuck felt tired after swallowing his pill and he went back to sleep. Eric collapsed once more on the floor. Dan smiled at his wife.

"You've managed to shut up the un-shutable."

She giggled.

"Well, I must saw I am pretty amazing then."

Dan smirked.

"And I wouldn't have it any other way."

They kissed and knew everything would be alright, but the same couldn't be said for Blair Waldorf. She sat in her living room in her Bergdorf Goodman denim trousers, a ruby red blouse from Barney's and a pair of chestnut Christian Louboutin pumps. Her hair was loose and she had put on a layer of red lipstick. She just sat calmly. Everything was swerving out of control. She needed to let Chuck go. She kept trying to convince herself that he was a jerk and she wouldn't see him anymore. She would only see him on the wedding day and she would barely talk to him. She could do that, right? The elevator doors opened. She looked up and saw Nate walking over to him. He smiled at her.

"Hey, Blair."

She smiled back.

"Hey."

He sighed and walked over to where she was seated.

"Look, I can't wait for dinner. How about we go get some lunch?"

He waited eagerly for her answer. Blair bit her lip. I want to move on, right? she thought. She smiled at him.

"Um, sure. Let me just get my coat."

Nate smiled.

"Great."

Blair excused herself and went upstairs to get her Proenza Schouler cardigan. She slipped it over her outfit and descended down the stairs. Nate stood waiting for her. His smile had never left his face. Blair couldn't help but smile back. He held out his hand. She put her hand on top of his hand. He spoke.

"Shall we go?"

"We shall."

He led her toward the elevator and they climbed in. They never once let go of each other's hand. Once they arrived on the ground floor, Nate escorted her outside. He had a limo waiting for them. Blair gasped. She turned to him.

"You didn't have to, it's only lunch."

He smirked.

"Well you are Blair Waldorf, you only deserve the best."

Blair blushed as he opened the door for her. She stepped in first and he followed. He sat beside her. The limo started. She looked at him. He was smiling at her. She rested her hand beside her and he rested his on top of hers. She smiled.

"Nate, you really didn't have to do this."

He grinned.

"But I wanted to."

Blair blushed and looked out the window. He is so sweet! she thought. Nate smiled and looked out the window on his side. Something weird was going on in his stomach. He didn't want it to go away. The limo stopped and Nate helped Blair out of the limo. She looked up at the restaurant. They had arrived at Payard. Nate took Blair's hand and led them inside. She couldn't stop smiling. This was the sweetest thing someone had done for her recently. They walked into the elegant restaurant. Nate spoke to the head waiter.

"A table for Archibald."

The waiter looked up at them.

"Yes sir. Right this way."

He led them to a private table, toward the back. There was a white tablecloth and on top of that, the tableware was clean. Nate pulled out Blair's seat before taking his seat. He sat in front of her. They ordered some salad, and the waiter left them alone. Blair took Nate's hands.

"Nate, this really was sweet."

Nate leaned closer toward her.

"Well, you are special. And no one else can compare."

Blair blushed. She took a deep breath and leaned closer toward him. Their lips brushed gently, but became more fervent. They parted after a minutes. Blair's cheeks were bright red. Nate couldn't stop grinning ear to ear. He had missed her. Their food arrived a short time later. They ate and talked about life in general. After they had finished, Nate had ushered Blair back to the limo. Once inside, Blair spoke.

"That was really nice of you, Nate. Thank you."

He smiled.

"No problem."

She looked out the window.

"So, where are we going now?"

"Central Park."

Blair smiled. Central Park was always a place she went to relax. The limo stopped at the entrance and once again, Nate opened the door for her and took her hand and led her into the park. He led her a fountain. She smiled at him. He looked at her.

"What's the time?"

She looked at her Tiffany's watch.

"It's two fourteen. Why?"

He just smiled. She looked at him in confusion, when a large carriage made it's way over to them. She gasped. It stopped in front of them. She was still in shock as Nate helped her in. The carriage started to go. Nate had his arm around Blair the entire time. Even though they had both been to the park several times, this time it was special. Everyone they passed looked at them with happiness. Blair didn't want it to end. When they were going under the bridge, Blair kissed Nate. Unfortunately, it ended and Nate helped Blair out. He put his arm around her shoulders and she leaned on him. They walked back to his limo. They climbed in. He still had his arm around her and she was still leaning on him. She turned to him.

"Want to go back to my place?"

He smiled.

"Of course."

Hello Upper EastSiders,

Seems there's some brotherly bonding going on with King C and Prince E. Victrola certainly had a handful with these two and it seems like Queen S and Almost Married Boy helped them out. What a good sister, hopefully it doesn't last too long. It also seems old flames are being rekindled. King N and Queen B had a nice romantic lunch at Payard. They may have come as friends, but I'll bet they left as lovebirds. After their starry-eyed lunch, they took a horse drawn carriage around Central Park. And it seems to have rubbed off on them, they were seen strolled into B's place. We see sparks and we're sure they came from King C's jealousy. Careful N, we don't think you'll make it.

XOXO Gossip Girl