The next couple of days passed with little conflict. They had developed a cleaning arrangement, one where Jenny and Dan did most of the cleaning. Although Serena and Nate would pitch in at times. They had developed a who would cook dinner arrangement, one where Jenny and Dan did most of the cooking. Although Serena and Nate would pitch in at times. Both Blair and Chuck had requested that they get the most amount of leisure time. The most conflict they had was with the showering schedule. There was one shower. Normally it was whoever got there first got the first shower, but after Chuck bursting in several times, the first few on accident, when Blair, Serena, or Jenny would shower, the girls were already saying that an order needed to be established. Chuck didn't agree until he walked in on Dan showering. And once the showering order was established, the girls had resorted to taking chairs into the bathroom with them to keep Chuck from barging in.

They had been there a week before anything truly stirring had happened. It was only mid afternoon and Chuck had once again brought his cards out on the table and was teaching Blair how to play poker. Dan and Serena were watching them with interest. No matter how much Blair understood she couldn't beat Chuck. She was so determined on beating him, that neither Dan or Serena had the heart to tell her that he was cheating.

Jenny and Nate, meanwhile, had nearly been ostracized from the group. Blair was pissed at Jenny for being with Nate, and Nate for choosing Jenny. Dan was pissed at Nate because he believed that the Upper East Side boy wanted to take advantage of his little sister, and he was pissed at Jenny because she wasn't listening to his warnings. Serena, of course supported them, much to Nate's disappointment. And Chuck, well he had refrained saying too much about the relationship considering he was still working out a way to get Jenny to fall for him.

"I don't know if I can survive another seven weeks of this," Jenny whined.

She was lying on the couch, her legs dangling over the arm. Nate sat beside her and as she spoke his mouth followed hers. He had already heard this seven times that day.

"We don't exactly have a choice Jenn," he said in a bored voice.

She flipped over on her stomach and propped herself up on her arms, looking at him, "why not? We aren't doing anything…and it's so boring."

Nate brought his hands up to his temples and groaned, "will you stop whining? I thought Blair and her need for perfection were annoying, but this is running a very close second."

The blond's eyes narrowed and she got up onto her knees and looked at him, "excuse me," she asked, sounding very Blair like.

Nate looked towards her and saw that look in her eyes, they were going to fight, it was inevitable.

Chuck and Blair were finishing up yet another poker game where Chuck had been victorious when Nate came storming into the kitchen.

"Your sister is impossible," he spat at Dan as he went over to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water, "always whining, always complaining, always crying."

"Welcome to my world," Dan mumbled.

"Shot in the dark here Nathanial but I take it you and the littlest Humphrey got into a fight."

Nate's eyes narrowed as he looked at Chuck, "you think?"

Blair shot a look towards Chuck as Nate started to describe what happened. He set his cards down and excused himself from the table, saying that he really didn't care. He headed to the large meeting room where he saw Jenny staring out the window. Quietly he slipped inside and closed the door behind him.

Once Nate had finished ranting he had headed off to the bathroom to cool down. And Blair had taken that chance. She followed him and slipped inside, sitting beside him on the bed.

"I'm sorry," she said quietly.

Nate's fists unclenched a little, "it's fine. I'm sure Jenny and I will be fine."

"I was talking about what I did to you," Blair said, and his hands clenched again.

"Is that all you ever think about Blair? Yourself?"

"No, I quite frequently think about you Chuck. I have since I met you that first day in kindergarten."

"Blair don't…"

She held up a hand to stop him, "let me talk. Nate. I've loved you since we met. I knew you were that guy for me. You were the Fred to my Holly."

She grinned when he did at the Breakfast at Tiffany's reference.

"When I found out that you slept with Serena, I forgave you. Sure, there were a few strings attached, but it hurt to find out that you slept with my best friend before you slept with me. And then Jenny told me how you confessed your feelings about Serena at the Masquerade Ball. And then I asked you if you loved me and you couldn't answer me. Did you expect that to me okay with me? That I'd just want to get back with you in the morning? Okay, well I did, but that's because of what happened that night. I had been drinking, and I needed someone to want me…and even if it was Chuck Bass, I felt with him what I had never felt from you. I felt him need me. But then the Debutant Ball came around and things changed. How was I supposed to tell you that I slept with your best friend before I slept with you? It would have killed. I know. It almost killed me. I know how it feels, and I didn't to lie to you, I just…figured you were better off not knowing the truth."

Blair reached down and took Nate's hands into hers, "you know, you know as well as I…we work together. You and Jenny, you come from two different worlds, and I could trust Chuck to be faithful. So what do you say, be my Fred again?"

Nate looked up at her, his blue eyes sparkling as he leaned in towards her, "I'll always be your Fred, Holly."

With that his lips touched hers ever so softly, and both of them, once more felt that safe feeling that came with being with each other. Not noticing the head of blond hair disappearing in the doorway.

Jenny wiped away the tears that had been streaming down her face as soon as she heard the door snap shut. She looked over and saw Chuck.

"What do you want Bass," she said, sniffling.

"Are you okay," he asked, concerned.

"Like you care," she said turning back to look out the window.

The blond tucked her legs up to her chest and rested her chin on her knees as Chuck came over and sat beside her.

"Look Jenny," he said quietly, "I know you think I'm a monster, and I know our past isn't so great, and I know I have a reputation. I'm sure I can't be trusted, but I don't often ask if a person is okay. I don't often care."

She looked towards him, "then why are you asking me."

"Because I care," he said simply.

"Hey Jen-," Serena said poking her head through the door, "…and Chuck. Um, interesting. Anyway, it's your turn to make dinner Jenny."

Jenny nodded and waited until Serena was gone before pressing a soft kiss to Chuck's cheek and silently bouncing out into the hallway.