Good afternoon my lambs,

Spotted: Baby van der Woodsen on her way back to the hospital in an ambulance not even an hour after leaving! Not much was caught, except Mommy J covered in blood, also being rushed to the ER.

More news is to come! I'll stay posted.

Gossip Girl.

I was woken by the sound of machinery beeping and people mumbling.

The bright white light hurt my confused eyes. How did all of this even happen? Was everyone else ok? What happened with Chuck?

"She's awake." Lily told Dad softly. I hadn't noticed them sitting in the room yet. I looked at my hand. It was covered in wires, IVs and medical tape.

My father came over and sat down beside me. He looked as if he had something to tell me that he didn't want to.

"Dad? What is it? How are the others?"

"Kalika is completely fine, Eric has a few bruises and a sprained wrist, Chuck-"

"What happened to him?" I demanded.

"He was thrown from the limo, but he'll be fine-"

"So he's not ok?"

"Please stop interrupting me. He's not as badly hurt as the doctors expected for as far as he was thrown. No broken bones, just many bruises and stitches needed, but that's all taken care of. They aren't sure if he has a concussion yet or not, but it's likely."

"Thank god he's ok."

"Jenny, you haven't even asked about yourself yet. Do you feel alright?"

"I feel fine. Should I not feel ok?"

"I was just making sure. When the limo crashed, your incision was ripped open, causing blood to get all over everything. You may also have a concussion from the window."

"It ripped open? That's what that was." I said as I thought it.

"Your doctor was able to get it stitched up before you were consious again."

A nurse came in to offer me some cold water and suggest that I rest for a while.

Even though I didn't really want to, I tried relaxing and watching television.

Dan and Serena brought Brent to see me and Eric. He'd gotten so big. It was sort of funny, his first word hadn't been mom or dad, but finger. Serena claimed she would be forever irritated about it.

Early in the evening, I was alone when Eric walked in.

"Eric! How are you?" I asked the second I saw him.

"I'm a little banged up, but otherwise good. And you?"

"The incision hurts a bit, but I'm fine."

"Then everyone is ok."

"Can you lay with me?"

"I don't see why not. The doctor never said anything about not laying with my beautiful wife." Eric agreed as he crawled onto my bed and gently put his arms around me.

"I love you so much." I told him as we kissed.

"I love you too."

A nurse brought Kalika to us, and we held her and snuggled as a family.

"I'm so glad you're unharmed. I love you so much. I don't know if I could live without you." I told our newborn daughter lovingly, completely aware that she had no idea what I was saying.

"Jenny, you do realize that you're the reason she survived that crash, right?" My husband asked me.

"What are you talking about?"

"You held her against your body. I saw it with my own eyes."

"Yeah, I did that so nothing could hit her."

"If you hadn't, she probably would've died. The doctors even said so."

"Please don't make me think about that right now."

"Ok."

"Ok."

Eric went back to his room to sleep, and Kalika had to go back also. We'd probably see Chuck in the morning.

The next afternoon...

We'd gotten to see Chuck, and he was doing great, even though he had a more serious concussion than I did. I just forgot things, like some words or how to use proper English. Chuck however, couldn't remember my name, but he knew who I was.

Also, we'd figured out the cause of our crash: a drunk driver, in the afternoon, had rammed into us.

Eric, Kalika and I were released that evening, but Chuck had to stay a few more days.

Dad kept Tianna for another day, so we could have time to settle Kalika into our home.

Wednesday... July 6th...

Tianna loved Kalika, but she didn't really understand her.

Two babies were difficult, but we were so happy, I could care less.

Chuck was released from the hospital in the morning, but he wasn't going home. He was coming to stay with us until his concussion was healed. At least now he could be with his baby girl.

He'd been home for nearly an hour when it happened.

Tianna's first word.

"Dad-da!" She cried out when Chuck kissed her on the cheek.

We all started crying with joy. Except for Kalika. She needed her diaper changed.

Dan and Serena had their wedding planned for July 20. It would be beautiful, and everyone knew it.

July 18th... The rehearsal dinner...

Everything for the wedding had been set up earlier in the day, and was complete right before the rehearsal dinner.

We got everyone together and practiced how the wedding would go a good four times, before settling down to actually eat.

The color theme of the wedding was gold, and everything looked so beautiful, even without the fancy lights on.

Chuck's concussion was extremely improved, his many stitches were removed on the 13th and he would be going back to The Empire soon. He actually could if he wanted, but he liked being with us.

Eric's wrist had been marked ok a few days ago. His bruises were fading rapidly. His cuts from during our fight were almost healed.

My concussion had been so slight that I was fine in four days. I was still bleeding from having Kalika though, and my incision wasn't nearly healed yet. It didn't bother me anymore luckily.

"So, finally getting married, huh? It's about time, especially since I got married last year and I'm two years younger than you." I joked to Dan, hugging him.

"I'm going to ignore that you're being a dick and remember that you're my sister and I love you." He said back, just as jokingly.

"That sounds just like Jenny. Always being a dick." Eric laughed as he held Kalika close.

"How can I be a dick? I don't even have one! Sometimes I have to borrow yours!" I joked at my lovable, brat of a husband.

"Enough with the dirty jokes!" Dad interrupted. "Who wants champagne?"

Our family was great. There was certainly no denying it.