October 24... Monday...

After class, Eric, Sienna, Vanessa, Nate, Chuck, Dan, Serena and I had taken our children looking for Halloween costumes.

Vanessa and Nate were dressing up David And Ryder, even though they were barely two months old.

We already knew what we were dressing Tianna and Kalika as. Tianna would be Tinkerbell, since it's what she wanted, and Kalika was going to be a purple CareBear. Eric insisted on dressing up as a doctor this year, so I played along and got a nurse costume.

Sienna was dressing Austen as a cowboy (what he wanted to be) and matching as a cowgirl.

Brent wanted to be a green crayon. Dan and Serena weren't about to say no to that. Dan would be an orange crayon, and Serena would be pink.

Alison would be a princess, Ryder and David would be princes, and their parents would be king and queen.

Dad and Lily were even dressing up for Chuck's Halloween party. They were dressing as Prince Charming and Cinderella (Lily's choice).

Chuck was dressing as a king also.

This would certainly be interesting.

October 30... Sunday... 7:00 pm...

Chuck threw his party at The Empire the night before Halloween. It was a costume party, and everyone was dressed up.

Everyone was there, and everything was great.

I was on my way to find a bathroom to change Kalika's diaper, when I saw Chuck making out with someone in a corner. I got a closer look. Why was I not surprised? It was Blair Waldorf, who was dressed as no other than Audrey Hepburn.

"Uh, Chuck? Is there something I should know about?" I asked, holding Kalika away from Blair's direction.

"Don't get all pissed ok, but we got back together."

"Whatever, I just don't want her around my babies."

"Jenny, what the hell is your problem? I'm not going to hurt your kids! I might be a bitch, but hurting children is way beyond a bitch! I'm sorry for whatever I said to you in the hospital that night Brent was born. I really am. I don't remember it very well, but I do remember that I said those things because I was hurt from breaking up with Chuck, and I was jealous of you, for carrying his child." Blair told me.

"Ok."

"Ok?"

"I'm not going to forget you said that shit, but I'll try to believe your apology, then maybe forgive you. It'll take some time though, and until then, I still don't want you to be around my kids. In the meantime, you can continue making out with your love, because my little one here needs a clean diaper."

Once I changed Kalika's diaper and found Eric again, Dad told me he was about to leave and could take the girls if we wanted some free time. I let him, since he seemed to be growing a lot closer to them lately.

Eric and I danced, and laughed, then we decided to be like Chuck and Blair, making out in a corner.

Finally, we'd been able to attend a party and have no drama or near rape.

It was nice.

November 3... Thursday...

I'd just gotten out of class when I ran to a cab to Chuck's.

For the past few days, I'd been feeling sick, needed to pee every hour, and was bloated as a whale. I had a feeling I knew why.

I walked out of the elevator to find Blair was there also, laying on the couch. Chuck was on top of her and they were kissing. Luckily they were clothed.

"Chuck, can I talk to you alone?" I asked urgently.

"Sure." He agreed, getting up and walking me to his kitchen. "What's going on?"

"Uh- well, you know how periods work, right?"

"Sort of. They come every month for a few days."

"Yeah, but you know what they are, don't you?"

"The unfertilized egg and the lining of the uterus. Jenny, why are you asking me this?"

"You know what it means when the period doesn't come-"

"Jenny! What's your problem?"

"Well, after I had Kalika, my period never started again, and now I'm not feeling well."

"Woah, woah, woah! Do you think you're pregnant?"

"I don't know! That's the problem."

"Why are you telling me this? Shouldn't you be telling Eric?"

"No, because I'm not sure it's his. When I had sex with him, we used condoms every time. With you, we didn't, and you came inside me." I reminded him.

"Jen, half of the cum went into you-"

"It doesn't matter how much! That's still hundreds if not a thousand little sperm that went in! It could still be yours!"

"I'm aware of that, but I don't think it is. How many times have you and Eric had sex?"

"I don't even know."

"That many, huh? The condom probably broke and it's probably his."

"Insist whatever you want, but if I am pregnant, we'll have to do a paternity test anyway. Before I tell Eric. So he doesn't have to wonder. And if it is his, he won't have to know we didn't use protection."

"Well, before we do that, you'll have to take a pregnancy test."

"No duh!"

"I'll order one for the concierge to bring up."

"They do that?"

"They do it if I ask them to. Did you forget I own this place?"

"No, I'm just losing it today."

A while later, the concierge brought up a brown bag, and inside were three pregnancy test sticks.

"Go in the bathroom and use them. I'll keep Blair from asking questions."

"Ok." I agreed, going into the bathroom and locking the door.

I used the tests. Peeing on all three was difficult.

Now the wait.