A/N: Okay, this chapter is a little short but lots of drama has happened! So I hope you all enjoy!

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

Blair's eyes widened. Chuck's here to see me? Crap, what about Nate? What the fuck am I going to do? This is bad, real bad, she thought. She was still laying Nate's arms. She was afraid that if she tried to get up, he would wake up. He needed his rest, especially lately. His father had been a little nicer on him, but Nate seemed to be running around everywhere trying to do more. Blair just wanted him to rest.

His head started to move. Blair froze. Please don't wake up! she thought. Unfortunately, his eyes fluttered open. He smiled at Blair.

"Hey, beautiful."

She smiled back.

"Hello handsome. Have a good rest?"

"It was alright, especially since I was so tired after our love making."

Blair blushed and looked away from him. She didn't really like to talk about "love making" with Nate. He always talked about it like it was porn. When she and Chuck had spoken about it, he made her feel special and that it really was a way of showing their love for each other. She looked back at Nate.

"Why don't you go to sleep again. You seem very tired."

Nate smiled. He brought his hand behind Blair's head and pulled her closer so he could kiss her. The moment their lips touched, he felt alive. There was no reason for a nap now. Suddenly a voice came from downstairs.

"Miss Blair, I said Mr. Chuck is here for you."

Nate stopped. He pulled away. His eyes were angry. Why is Chuck here to see Blair? What the fuck is his problem, can't he get over a girl, he thought. Blair gently got up and reached for her robe. Nate sat up. She looked at him.

"I'm sure he'll be gone in a few minutes if I don't go down."

She tied her robe around her waist. She actually wanted to go downstairs and see Chuck, but she knew if she did her heart couldn't take it. She sent Nate a smile. Nate didn't look at her. He was too busy thinking about Chuck. Why on earth would Chuck be there? Blair sighed and sat next to him. He put his arms around her and pulled her close to his chest. She didn't fit quite perfectly, but snuggled up anyway.

In the meantime, Chuck was still waiting at the foot of the steps. Dorota seemed to be looking at the door, wishing it would open. He looked at Dorota.

"It seems she's busy. I could just come by tomorrow."

He started to walk toward the elevators. Dorota knew she had to stop him. She would never admit it, but she like Chuck with Blair and she knew they were perfect for each other.

"Wait, Mr. Chuck."

He turned around and looked at the plump maid.

"Maybe Miss Blair wouldn't mind if you go up to her room. She's probably just a little tired."

Chuck smiled.

"Thanks, Dorota."

Dorota just smiled and watched Chuck walk up the stairs. He couldn't stop smiling. He was going to see Blair. The butterflies had come back, but he didn't care. He finally reached Blair's door. His hands were sweaty. Was Chuck Bass actually nervous? He wiped his hands on his trench and knocked on Blair's door. Hopefully I'm not waking her, he thought. He waited a moment. The doorknob started to turn. The door opened and he saw Blair. He looked at her. Even though her hair was messy, she wasn't wearing any make up and it was obvious she had no clothes under her silk robe, she still looked absolutely gorgeous.

She looked at Chuck. He was still handsome. She smiled.

"Hello."

He smiled back.

"Hey."

Suddenly, he saw Nate walk behind Blair. Her smile quickly disappeared. Nate looked at him with a less than impressive glance. He didn't say anything, and Chuck didn't either. Chuck looked at the ground. Too bad Blair's legs were in his sight. He tried to hide his smirk. Blair clears her throat.

"Do you want to come inside?"

Chuck simply nods his head. Blair and Nate go back to sit on her bed. Nate had his hands on her waist the entire time. The looked at Chuck. He stared at them. That should be me with Blair. I should be the one showing that she's mine. I should be the one giving guys angry glares, he thought. He sighed. Words didn't seem to come out of his mouth. He wanted to tell Blair exactly what he felt, but he knew if he did Nate would hurt him so bad that he wouldn't have known what had hit him.

Nate rolled his eyes. Chuck was annoying him and he was sick of it. He looked at Chuck.

"Chuck, what the fuck are you doing here?"

Chuck's face became puzzled.

"What, can't I just visit an old friend?"

"Shut the fucking bullshit and leave me and my girlfriend alone."

Blair looked at the ground. She couldn't believe that Nate could get angry so fast. And she also couldn't believe she was in the same room as the guy she loved. It had been too long. Nate and Chuck were still squabbling. Blair felt a heavy weight get off the bed. She looked up and saw Nate face to face with Chuck. She heard Nate's angry voice.

"Why are you fucking here? Shouldn't you be fucking some mindless slut right now?"

Chuck glared at him but talked in a calm voice.

"I came here to talk to Blair."

"About what?"

"I don't need to tell you. Ever heard of privacy, Nathaniel. Not that your good at keeping it."

Nate glared at him. His hand clenched into a fist. Blair noticed and immediately got up. She stood between the two former best friends. Chuck couldn't help but breath in her fruity scent, which had come from her signature shampoo. She faced Nate.

"Maybe me and Chuck could go to the living room and talk."

Nate looks away from Chuck and met Blair's doe eyes. He sighed.

"Alright."

He looked back at Chuck.

"But if you try anything, you better have a death wish."

Chuck smirked.

"Alright."

Nate went back to Blair's bed and grabbed the remote. Blair walked out of her bedroom with Chuck in tow. They walked silently down the stairs. Blair sat down on one of the couches and Chuck sat across from her. She played with a loose thread on her robe. Chuck sighed.

"Blair."

She looked up at him.

"Yes?"

"I came her for a reason and I'm not leaving until I tell you."

"Okay."

The butterflies were flying more crazily then ever before in his stomach. He had never felt this before. He looked her straight in the eyes.

"I miss you and not just for the fact that I don't have you anymore but the fact that my life is pretty much dead without you. I go on, day by day doing the same mindless things. I am a living, breathing zombie and when I'm with you. You're my other half and I don't know how long I can keep going without you. I can try my best but I'll never be happy. But if being with Nate makes you happy, then I wish you the best. I just wanted you to know, I love you."

Blair looked at him. Her body was frozen. She wanted to smile. She wanted to get up and give Chuck the most passionate kiss she could offer. But she couldn't. She looked down at the marble floor. I have Nate, I can't "love" Chuck Bass. He'll hurt me. That's what the jerk always does, she thought. She looked up at him.

"You may love me, but I don't love you. I love Nate."

She had never wanted to lie to Chuck, but she had to. If she told him she loved him, Nate would be ruined. She loved Nate for the sake of helping him. Chuck watched her, hoping she would say she loved him back. But she didn't. She must really be over me and really love him. Man, I look like an idiot professing my love to a girl who doesn't give a shit, he thought. He sighed and got up from the couch.

"Sorry for wasting your time."

Blair looked at him.

"It was nice seeing you though."

He gave her a small smile before heading for the elevators. Blair wanted to run and stop him and tell him how much she truly loved him, but she couldn't do that. Not to Nate. Chuck stepped into the elevator and looked at Blair until the doors shut and the elevator descended to the ground level. He felt his phone vibrate. He took it out. The screen told him he had one message. He opened it. It was from Nate.

Stay the hell away from Blair. She's not yours, and I fucking love her. So stay away or else!

Chuck rolled his. Nathaniel should really stop the "tough" act, he thought. He replied back.

No problem. She loves you anyway

He sighed and put his phone away. He didn't want to see it anymore that night. He didn't want to see a lot of things. They might remind him of Blair Waldorf.

In the meantime, Jenny got out of the cab she had taken to get back to the loft. She ran inside her building and took the stairs to the doors of the loft. She took a deep breath before taking out her key and sticking it in the keyhole. She turned the door knob and opened the door. The loft was relatively quiet. She took off her coat and hung it on the coat hook. She put her set of keys on the kitchen table and searched for her phone. Where is it! she thought. She looked all over the kitchen. Suddenly, she heard someone clear their throat. She gulped and turned around.

There stood Dan, holding her pink Motorola in his hand. His face was disappointed. He walked up to his sister.

"I believe you forgot this."

He passed it to her. She gave him a small smile.

"Thanks."

"Well your not welcome."

Jenny looked at him but didn't say anything. He sighed.

"I know you had something to do with Gossip Girl knowing about Serena's pregnancy, so don't try to deny it."

Jenny's eyes brimmed with tears, but none fell.

"Dan I am so sorry about that. I tried to stop them, but they didn't listen. I'm sorry that I hurt you and Serena. It was a mistake and I wish I didn't do it. Please Dan, listen to me!"

Dan was looking at the floor. He had been ready for her pleading. He looked up at her.

"Keep it down, Serena's asleep after crying her eyes out because she found out her future sister-in-law told one of her happiest moments to the world and didn't let her have any of that happiness."

Jenny looked down at her phone.

"I am so sorry."

Dan looked at her.

"I don't want to hear it, Jen. You can sorry as much as you want, but I won't listen to it. You can't just say sorry and expect everything to be alright. This isn't preschool, sorry doesn't fix everything."

"I know that, I don't know what else to do though."

"Well I can't help you there."

"I know. Dan please listen to me. I am sorry, I will do anything you want me to. I will stay in that bride's maid's dress for the rest of my life. I'll take care of the whole wedding and make sure it's running smoothly. I'll do anything. I am so sorry Dan and if that's the only way I can show it, then that's what I'll do."

Dan sighed.

"Who said you were still on the wedding party?"

Jenny's jaw dropped. He has to be joking. I'm his sister, he can't just kick me off the wedding party! she thought. She walked closer to him.

"Please Dan. Please don't take me off the wedding party!"

He looked her square in the eye.

"Jenny, you may be my little sister but what you've done, I can't even explain how much damage you've done physically and emotionally. Your not on the wedding party, and that's that."

The tears came out Jenny's eyes and Dan looked away. He couldn't see the pain that he had brought to his little sister. He turned around and walked toward his bedroom. Before he entered it, he looked behind him at his sister.

"I am very disappointed in you."

And with that he walked away. Jenny sat on a kitchen chair. She held her phone. This little machine just ruined my life she thought. She wanted to throw it against the wall, but money doesn't grow on trees for a Brooklyn kid.

Hello Upper EastSiders,

Seems some of us made some late night visits, including the Upper East Side Royalty. Spotted: King C stepping into the Waldorf building. Awe C, seems some misses a queen of ours. But don't get your hopes up, C was seen coming back out of the building, exactly forty-five minutes later. What is it C, catch B and N in some lovemaking? Hope you made a video, we need something scandalous of our Queen B.

XOXO Gossip Girl