A/N: I want to thank all of those who have taken their time to review. It really means a lot. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter. Lot's of drama!

Jenny stood outside Hazel and Penny's apartment door. Tears were rolling down her face. How dare Dan say that I stole the dress! He has no right to assume things like that about me!, she thought. She sighed and knocked on the door. Please be home, she thought. The door opened a few seconds later. Hazel stood in the doorway. She looked at Jenny with worried eyes.

"Jenny, what's the matter?"

"Could I come in?"

Hazel nodded her head and stepped out of the way. Jenny walked in. Hazel took her coat and put it away in the coat closet. Jenny was holding the box with the dress. They sat down on the couches in the living room. Hazel's eyes were still worried. Jenny looked at her.

"Is Penny home?"

"No."

Jenny sighed.

"Well that's good."

Hazel sighed as well.

"What's wrong?"

Jenny looked up at Hazel once more. The tears had come back. Hazel passed her a tissue. Jenny gave her an appreciated smile.

"Thanks. You seem to be the only person that I can count on."

"What's wrong?"

Jenny sighed.

"Dan didn't believe me about you giving me the dress. I tried and tried to tell him that you gave it to me, but he thinks I stole it."

Hazel sat in disbelief.

"I-I-I-I'm sorry."

Jenny looked at her.

"It's not your fault."

Hazel sat closer to her.

"Yes it is. If I had wrote a note saying that I got it for you or something like that, then you wouldn't be in a fight with your brother."

Jenny gave her a small smile.

"Trust me, it isn't your fault."

Hazel smiled back and started to lean in. Jenny didn't know why, but she stared lean in as well. Their lips gently brushed each other. It felt so right. They pressed their lips closer. Jenny's hand went behind Hazel's head and pulled her closer. Hazel did the same with Jenny. Hazel's tongue entered Jenny's mouth. Jenny's own tongue started to play with hers. Jenny let out a little moan. They kept kissing for a few minutes, hoping to god that Penny or anyone else walked in. They finally separated and looked into each other's eyes. The only sound was coming from their heavy breathing. Jenny spoke first.

"What's happening?"

"I don't know, but I like it."

Jenny smiled.

"Me too."

Hazel leaned in again and they resumed kissing. Maybe Jenny wasn't so straight after all?

In the meantime, Blair and Nate sat on Blair's bed watching the Covenant. Blair thought that one of the characters looked like Nate, but he didn't agree. Blair didn't really watch the movie, she couldn't stop thinking about Chuck for some reason. He was probably sleeping with the hundredth bimbo he had picked up that day. Nate didn't really watch the movie either, he kept looking at Blair. They loved each other, well that's what he thought. He grabbed Blair's hand. She looked at him. He smiled.

"How about we take a little break?"

She smiled back.

"I thought you would never ask."

She turned off the TV. Nate's lips pressed on hers. She put her hands through his hair. His hands went behind her back and flipped her onto him. Their kisses grew more and more passionate. She went for his shirt buttons. The shirt was thrown somewhere on her floor a couple seconds later. Her hands grazed his perfect chest while they continued kissing.

Nate flipped her to her back and kissed her. He slipped off her teal blouse. He had wanted to pull it off a the store, but he had to restrain himself. He took off her skirt as well. Nothing else could keep him away from her. Next, he took of her violet tights she had been wearing that day. He never really got why she wore tights, he was never fond of them. Blair's hands reached for his belt buckle. She unbuckled it and then slipped off his pants.

He didn't take a moment to look at her. She looked so radiant. He kissed her and brought her on top of him. He took this time to take off her pink lacy bra and chuck it on the floor. He didn't even take one of her nipples into his mouth. Blair didn't want to admit it, but she was sort of disappointed with his performance. Blair let it slid and took of his boxers. The bulge was ready.

He flipped her over to her back again and took of her matching panties. She looked at him before he entered. He smiled at her and kissed her. Slowly, he came in. Blair let out a little moan. Nate pulled back out and then came in again, a little faster. His strokes became rapid. Blair clung onto the bed sheets as he pushed in. Loud moans escaping her mouth. After she got off her high, he stopped and collapsed beside her. She smiled at him. Their chests rising up and down. He pulled her closer to him and kissed her. This time they would work it out. It had to be this time, right?

Meanwhile at the Palace, Chuck sat on the edge of his bed fully clothed. The girl that he had brought up was standing and looking at him in disgust.

"What the fuck is the matter with you?"

Chuck looked up at her.

"What?"

"You bring me up here just so you can't fuck me?"

Chuck sighed.

"Well, I wanted to but now I don't."

The strawberry blonde rolled her eyes.

"Whatever. You're fucking nuts."

Chuck smirked.

"You know, if I was a middle aged man, with two hundred dollars to his name and had quite a few drinks then I would find you almost appealing."

Her jaw dropped and she glared at him before getting her things and leaving his suite. He just shut the door behind her. He had wanted to try to forget Blair, but something felt wrong. He sighed and walked over to his own bar. He poured himself some water. Something clear and non-alcoholic was all he needed.

In the meantime, Eric sat outside the Palace hotel. He didn't want to go in just yet. He couldn't get Sharon out his mind. Suddenly, an idea hit him. He got up from the bench he had been sitting on and walked toward the sidewalk. He hailed himself a cab and climbed in. He turned to the driver.

"12899 sixth avenue."

The cab started to drive. He stopped a few short minutes later. Butterflies flew like crazy inside his stomach, but he didn't care. He sprinted into the building and took the elevator to the penthouse. He needed to see her. The elevator stopped and he stood outside Sharon's home. He took a deep breath before knocking on the door. The doorknob started to turn and the door opened. There stood Sharon. Her hair was in a bun and she was wearing a navy blue evening dress. They stood there, taking in each other's appearance. Eric decided to break the silence.

"Hey."

"Hey."

"Sharon, I need to talk to you."

Sharon simply nodded. She stepped out of the way and let Eric step inside. They walked over to the living room. Sharon sat down on a chair and Eric sat on the couch. He looked at the floor and spoke.

"Sharon, ever since that night I can't stop thinking about you."

He looked up at her. She sighed.

"Me neither."

Eric gave her a small smile.

"I know your married. And I know there is stuff going on in our lives, but Sharon I want to be with you. I want to be able to kiss you everyday. I don't know how I feel that since I haven't known you that long, but I feel that."

Sharon smiled.

"I want that too, but it just can't happen."

Eric got up.

"Why can't it happen?"

Sharon got up also.

"I'm married!"

Silence took over the room. Eric couldn't take his eyes off of Sharon. She couldn't do the same. He spoke in a low calm voice.

"I wish you weren't married."

"Well it's just the way life is right now."

"But he doesn't even treat you right."

Tears brimmed Sharon's eyes, but she didn't let them fall.

"I think you better go."

"Sharon! Please, we need to talk about us."

"There is no us, now please leave!"

They both heard the front door slam shut. Sharon froze. Crap! He's home! she thought. She turned to Eric. He was also stiff. She grabbed his arm and tried to find him a place to hide. Her husband did not need to see this. She was about to shove Eric under one of the couches, when she heard a throat clear. She and Eric turned and saw Chris glaring at them. Evan was standing beside him. His jaw was hanging. Chris's eyes were full of anger. He turned to Evan.

"Evan, why don't you go to your room and draw some pictures for Ashley."

Evan did as he was told. When Chris was sure he was in his room, he turned to Eric and Sharon. He walked right up to Sharon.

"What the hell is he doing here?"

Sharon looked him in the eyes.

"He came by to tell me something."

Chris glared at her before turning to look at Eric.

"Can't you fucking stay away from my family!"

Eric looked him in the eyes.

"I don't think their your family if you treat them badly. Sharon can see who ever she wants. We're just friends."

"Shut the fuck up!"

Eric just glared at him. Chris turned to Sharon.

"Start on dinner."

Sharon looked him in the eyes.

"No. If your so hungry, make your own damn food!"

Chris looked at Eric.

"Why the fuck are you still here? Leave before I call the cops."

Eric walked out of the apartment. Sharon was still standing. Chris turned to look her in the eyes.

"Why do you still talk to him? Why won't you ever talk to me? I saved you and your son from a life of hell and this is how you repay me? I don't like being cheated on, Sharon. No body does."

Sharon looked him straight in the eyes.

"When I agreed to marry to you, I never said you could run my life. I'm leaving."

"Your what?"

"I said I was leaving."

"Leaving? Where are you going to go?"

She sighed.

"I'll find a place. In case you've forgotten, I have money too."

She walked away from the living room and went to get some of her and Evan's things. She got Evan in a jacket and walked out of the penthouse. The place she had called home had only been her hell.

In the meantime, Dan was reading an article in the New York Times. Serena had left the loft again because she had forgotten her gloves at her mother's place. A ringing startled Dan. It certainly wasn't his phone. It was coming from the kitchen. He put the newspaper down and got up. He saw Jenny's phone on the counter. She probably forgot it when she left, he thought. He picked it up. He wanted to put the phone on silent. The ringing was so annoying. He opened the phone but accidentally opened the message. It was from Penny.

J! I think the whole telling Gossip Girl about S's pregnancy was kind of fun, but I do feel sort of guilty about it. Should we tell GG is was just a hoax? Could you message Hazel and ask. -P

Dan stood in disbelief. It can't be. She's my sister, she wouldn't do this. But Hazel and Penny are part of this. Fuck, she probably did tell them. Oh god, tell me she didn't do it. Give me a sign. Anything! he thought. The phone rang again. There was another message.

Hello Upper EastSiders,

Seems King C is finally moving on. He was seen escorting a lady back to his suite. She was seen leaving half an hour later. That's how our C runs, quick and then you get the boot. Sorry bitch, your fifteen minutes with royalty just finished.

XOXO Gossip Girl

What kind of sign was that? he thought. He got on his laptop. He tried to find anything that would say Jenny did it, but the text pretty much summed it up.

Meanwhile, Vanessa sat on her couch with Kyle beside her. They were watching some dumb infomercial about some pill that could change the way you think. Kyle laughed at it.

"Do they think that people are stupid? A pill can not make you smarter."

Vanessa just smiled.

"Well there are some dumb people out there."

"Good point."

They laughed. Vanessa couldn't stop thinking about Nate. She had seen the picture of him and Blair at Macy's. So what if their getting engaged. Couldn't they have gone somewhere else. I thought she was rich. That rich bitch! she thought. She looked at Kyle. He did have some similarities to Nate. No, don't think that Kyle is Nate! she thought. She started to scoot closer to him. He didn't noticed she was there until her lips were crushed onto his. He gently pushed her off him.

"Umm, Vanessa."

She put her hands through her hair.

"Sorry, I totally didn't mean that."

Kyle slowly got off the couch.

"I have to go."

He walked out. Vanessa put her head in her hands. There went her only close friend at the moment.

Meanwhile, back at the loft, Dan had looked through everything. He didn't want to believe it but it was Jenny who had done it. He didn't even need that much evidence, the text had been enough. He heard the loft door opened. Serena walked in.

"Hey."

Dan sighed.

"I need to tell you something."

Serena's eyes became worried.

"What is it?"

Dan just grabbed her hand and led her to the living room. He sat down beside her.

"Serena, sometimes in life people who care about hurt us."

Serena's eyes grew more worried and curious.

"What are you getting to?"

He took a deep breath before replying.

"I know who told Gossip Girl about the pregnancy."

Serena gasped. Was she ready to hear it?