A/N: Enjoy!

"Jenny did what!"

She was sitting in shock on the living room couch in Brooklyn. Dan was still holding her hand. He hadn't known how to tell her, so he thought it would be best just to blurt it out. Get it over with. Serena stared in disbelief at a family picture sitting on a side table near the couch. It was of the Humphrey family, when Dan was around fourteen. She looked at Jenny. She seemed so innocent in that picture, before the Upper East Side had corrupted her. Serena sighed and looked at Dan. His face was expressionless. Serena gave his hand a gentle squeeze.

"What do we do?"

He sighed.

"I don't know. What does one do when someone they trusted betrays them and doesn't even have the guts to say it to their face."

"Why would she do this? I don't get that."

"Me neither. I think that was Hazel and Penny's wrong doing."

Serena nodded her head.

"But I just wish she would have stopped them. I regret even telling anyone about the pregnancy."

Tears started to come down Serena's face. Dan pulled her into a hug. He hated seeing her like this. She was always so happy and full of life. It was devastating to see in her a cheerless mood. He stroked her hair. Words started to come from her mouth.

"It's our child. We should have some privacy when enjoying this pregnancy. I wasn't ready for the world to know."

"Serena, I'll talk to Jenny."

She looked up at him.

"Are you sure?"

He nodded his head.

"What she did is wrong. And even though she is my little sister, no one hurts my fiancé and gets away with it."

Serena smiled.

"You don't have to."

"But I want to. And I think I need to as well. Nothing is ruining our marriage."

He pulled Serena into a kiss. He had truly meant it. No one would ruin their marriage. No one. And even if it was his little sister who had spilled the beans, he knew he needed to take care of her.

In the meantime, Sharon and Evan sat in the backseat of a cab. Evan had stopped asking questions on why they had left. She had only brought a few of their things with her. She was too frightened to go back. Evan was looking out the window. Suddenly, something caught his attention.

"That's where Eric lives!"

Sharon looked at what her son was looking at. Eric lives at the Palace hotel? she thought. She turned to cab driver.

"Stop the car."

The cab stopped. She quickly paid him and got out of the cab. She passed Evan a small bag, with some of their things. She got her hand bag and her tote and walked into the hotel. Evan held onto his mother's hand. They stepped inside and Evan immediately ran into the elevator. Sharon followed, trying not to look like a fool. She turned to Evan.

"Do you remember which floor he lived on?"

Evan looked at the numbers. All he remembered was that the button Eric had pressed was the biggest. Evan pressed the button for the forty eighth floor. The elevator doors closed and the elevator started to move. Thirty seconds later, the elevator doors had opened and they stepped out. Evan walked toward the door, Sharon followed. She took a deep breath before knocking on the door. They waited for a while. Sharon was about to turn back, when the door opened. Eric stood looking at the sight of the two of them with bags in their hands. He smiled at them.

"Do you guys want some hot chocolate?"

Sharon smiled before walking in. Evan followed. Eric took their bags and put them in one of the guest rooms. He got the penthouse chef to make them all some hot chocolate. Evan didn't finish his, he was far too tired. Sharon tucked him into the guest bed before finishing her hot chocolate with Eric. Eric looked at her.

"You alright?"

She sighed.

"I want to say yes, but how much of a liar would I be if I said that. I just left my husband back at our home, I can't even tell my son that maybe me and his father are most likely getting a divorce and most of all I feel stupid for bothering you so late."

"Relax it's just nine."

She laughed. He smiled.

"Anyways, I'm sorry. If I hadn't come then maybe you would be at home and nothing would be wrong."

"But something would be wrong, I wouldn't be happy."

Eric smiled.

"Well if your happy, I'm happy."

Sharon smiled back.

"Eric, I think I want to give us a try. I want to see what we can be without Chris in the way. I want to get out of that hell he put me through. I want to be with you."

She grabbed Eric's hand. He looked into her eyes. She had meant it. They both started to lean toward each other. Their lips met. Eric brought Sharon closer. Her hands went through his hair. Some would call her a slut for doing this, after all she was legally married. But something felt so right about it.

Meanwhile, Blair lay in Nate's arms. He was asleep. She lay awake and stared at the ceiling. Only one memory came to her mind.

It was a nice 2012 fall at Yale. Chuck had Blair meet him at his apartment that he had bought near campus. Blair sat on his couch while waiting for him. He had gotten them reservations at Delmonaco's. She sat in her Vera Wang black silk knee length dress and her black Jimmy Choo pumps. She was clutching her J.J. Winters clutch. What was taking him so long? She looked over at his grandfather clock. It was already seven forty seven. Their reservations were at eight. She heard footsteps coming into the living room. There stood Chuck in his white dress shirt and his black slacks. He had his famous smirk on his face. Blair smiled.

"Ready to go?"

"I was thinking, how about we stay in?"

"But what about the reservations?"

"They're just reservations, Blair. We can make new ones."

Blair sighed.

"Fine."

Chuck smiled and pulled her into a kiss. She was always willing to be flexible for him. Blair threw her clutch on the couch. She turned back to face Chuck.

"Well what are we going to do then?"

He put his hands around her waist. He tucked a piece of her brunette curls behind her ear.

"I was thinking we could watch a movie over a bowl of ice cream."

Blair smiled. It had been too long since something simple had happened. Chuck took her hand and led her toward his bedroom. He got her some pillows to make her more comfortable on his king size bed. He popped Breakfast at Tiffany's in the DVD player. He went to the kitchen and quickly poured them each two scoops of vanilla ice cream. He came back into the bedroom. Blair smiled as he gave her a bowl of ice cream.

"Thank you."

"Anything for my princess."

She giggled. He sat down beside her. They enjoyed their ice cream while watching the movie. Chuck still couldn't believe that Blair had seen it probably a million times, but each time it seemed it was her first time watching it. When the movie finished, Chuck put the dishes away. When he walked into his bedroom, Blair was looking out one of the large windows. Chuck walked up behind her. He put his arms around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder. She touched his arms with her hand but still kept looking out the window.

"This is really beautiful place."

"It is, but it becomes more beautiful with you here."

Blair blushed. After all these years, he still had that affect on her. She sighed.

"What are we going to do when we graduate?"

"We still have a long time before that, Blair."

"I know, but I was just wondering what will happen to us?"

He sighed.

"Well we would both have our own careers, but I know deep down inside that nothing could tear us apart."

Blair smiled.

"I know that too."

"I've actually always wanted to travel after graduation. You know, travel in and around Europe."

Blair smiled at the thought of being in Europe with Chuck.

"That actually seems like a good idea. We could go to Paris, Monaco, Rome, Madrid and London."

Chuck smiled.

"Wherever you go, I go."

Blair turned around and faced him. His arms were still around her waist. Her arms were around his neck. She spoke softly.

"You promise?"

"I promise, Blair Waldorf."

"Well I hope to Blair Bass one day."

Chuck smirked.

"I think I see that happening in the future."

She smiled. He leaned in and the moment their lips touched, it was like the first time that they had kissed in Chuck's limo. Blair pulled Chuck's head closer, which he did abide with pleasure. He brought her body closer to his. It was simple moments that gave them the most magical passion. They separated and Blair rested on Chuck's chest. His arms around her frail body. She looked at the ring on her left hand. She still had the promise ring Chuck had given her near the end of junior year. She had never gone anywhere without it. Chuck was also looking at the ring on Blair's slender ring finger. He kissed the top of her head.

"I love you, with all my heart. Forever and for always."

Blair smiled and closed her eyes. They were soul mates and they would be together forever.

Blair turned to look at the sleeping Nate beside her. He and her never had the simple moments she and Chuck had shared. And she knew that they would never have them in the future either, no matter how much she needed them.

In the meantime, Vanessa was still on her couch. How could I have kissed Kyle! I'm so dumb! He probably thinks I've liked him the whole time and I've wanted him and me to be together. There goes my friendship. I have to fix this she thought. She picked up her phone and dialled Kyle's number. She put the phone up to her ear. All she heard was ringing. Finally on the third ring, Kyle answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey. Kyle I'm sorry I don't know what happened. I hope this doesn't ruin our friendship."

"It's alright, it was just startling that's all."

"So we cool?"

"We're cool. Just one question though."

"Okay. What is it?"

"Why did you do it though?"

Vanessa froze. Her reason was so dumb. How would she explain it to Kyle. She took a deep breath before replying.

"Promise not to laugh?"

"Promise."

Vanessa took another deep breath.

"I thought you kind of looked like Nate. And I just couldn't stop thinking about him and you were the closest person that resembled him. I am so sorry."

"It's alright. Although it was a very interesting reason, it's no big deal."

Vanessa smiled.

"Thanks Kyle."

"No problem."

She hung up. She couldn't stop smiling. She had her friend back.

Meanwhile, Jenny was laying in Hazel's arms. They had just had a hot make out session. Hazel was stroking Jenny's blonde hair. Jenny couldn't stop smiling. For the first time in her life, she felt happy and nothing could ruin that moment. They both heard the door close. Jenny immediately sat up. They fixed their clothes and make up quickly, so nothing looked out of the ordinary. Penny walked in. She smiled at the girls.

"Oh great, Jenny you came. So what do you guys think about it?"

Both girls grew confused. What was Penny talking about? Hazel sighed.

"Penny what did you smoke, your not making any sense."

Penny looked at Jenny.

"Didn't you get my text? The one about the Serena pregnancy."

Jenny raised an eyebrow.

"No. I might have left my phone at the loft."

Suddenly her eyes grew wide. If the phone is at home and Penny sent a text like that….. Crap! she thought. She looked at Penny.

"What if my brother saw it!"

Penny and Hazel's eyes grew wide too. Hazel glared at Penny.

"Why did you have to be so stupid?"

"I wasn't being stupid!"

Hazels sighed. Jenny looked at Penny.

"What did the text say?"

"Just that maybe we shouldn't have told Gossip Girl about Serena's pregnancy."

Jenny got up from the couch.

"What the fuck did you do that for, Penny!"

Jenny went to the grab her things. Hopefully Dan didn't see the text, but this was Dan. He probably did. She put on her coat. Penny went to her bedroom. Hazel stood beside Jenny.

"Don't worry, maybe he didn't see it."

Jenny sighed.

"This is Dan though."

Hazel gave her a hug.

"I'm here if you need anything."

Jenny smiled.

"Thanks."

They separated. Jenny walked out of the apartment doors and on her way to see what was waiting for her at the loft.

In the meantime, Chuck was still at his suite bar. He hadn't drank that much, which surprised him. He pushed his glass of scotch away. He couldn't stop thinking about her. There was no way she was going to get out of his mind. He needed to see her. He got up from the bar stool and walked to his closet. He pulled out his Armani trench and put it over his clothes. He grabbed his trademark scarf and put it around his neck. He walked out of this suite and into the elevator. He waited patiently as it descended downward.

When he arrived on the ground level, he walked outside and made sure his limo was waiting for him. He climbed in and simply stated.

"Waldorf."

The limo started to go and he was outside the Waldorf building in a matter of minutes. He kept looking at the penthouse from the ground. He sighed and walked into the all too familiar building. He climbed into the elevator and it took him to the Waldorf penthouse. The elevator doors opened and he stepped onto the marble floor. Dorota walked in.

"Mr. Chuck?"

He smiled.

"Yes, is Blair home."

The maid nodded her head. Her face turned to the direction of the stairs.

"Miss Blair, Mr. Chuck is here to see you."