March 21st... Tuesday...

So, today we'd started setting up the new baby's room, since the rest of the house was mostly done.

We'd gotten the crib, dresser, changing table, toy box and rug set up so far.

That night, Dan and Serena were having a family dinner party for no exact reason in particular at the loft.

When the party actually started, it turned out there was an actual reason: Dan had a book being published!

The book was about a bunch of high schoolers on the Upper East Side, and it was based off of his high school years. It was named 'Inside' and it was planned to be released on July 25.

Dan and Serena's life seemed to be going pretty swell, with the twins set to arrive, then Dan's book release soon after and Brent happy and healthy.

March 24... Friday... 6:36 pm... The Waldorf-Bass house...

Chuck and Blair had thrown a party of their own, since they had some news to announce and celebrate.

"Everyone? Can you give Blair your full attention?" Chuck asked everyone proudly, with a beaming smile.

Once everyone had their eyes on Blair, she spoke.

"I'd like to give our announcement now." She said cheerfully.

"Woo!" Eric said.

"Yay Blair!" Serena cheered.

"Alright, so, earlier this week, I got some very exciting news. That news happens to be that Chuck and I are expecting!"

Everyone, including myself applauded and cheered.

"Yes, that's right! Baby Bass is due in early November!" Chuck announced enthusiastically.

"There's so many babies being born into these few families!" Lily exclaimed, in sort of a shock.

"Yeah, maybe we should have a baby, you know, to fit in!" Dad joked.

"Rufus, are you serious?"

"No, not in the slightest."

"That was awkward." Eric told me, putting his arm around my back.

"I can surely agree with that." I told him.

"Congrats you two!" Serena exclaimed to Chuck and Blair, hugging them.

"Also congrats to you!" Blair told her. "Your twins will be gorgeous!"

March 27... Monday... At the atelier... 8:12 am...

"Now that Blair's news is out, we can start on the new line!" Eleanor told Blair and I excitedly.

"Why did we have to wait?" I asked.

"Because it's a maternity line, and it makes more sense for Blair to be working on it now that she's expecting!"

"Good point."

"Exactly."

"So should we get started?" Blair asked us.

"Yes, let's start." Eleanor agreed, and we did.

April 2... Sunday...

"So, now you're 19." Eric told me proudly. "How does it feel?"

"Well, I've been legally considered an adult for a year now, and it's still a bit strange."

"I feel that. It definitely is strange."

"Can you believe I'm having my third baby in almost two months? It's so crazy. It's like just yesterday we were 14 and just meeting for the first time."

"It definitely is crazy, but it's the good kind. Happy birthday, Jen. I love you." Eric said, kissing me.

"I love you too." I replied, kissing back.

Just then, Tianna grabbed my leg and Kalika started crying in the living room.

Once I got them taken care of, Eric and I left them with our parents and went to a movie before going to the party Dan and Dad had planned for me.

April 10... Monday... 8:10 pm...

I'd worked in the morning, then went baby shopping with Chuck, Blair, Dan and Serena.

I came home to a quiet house. That was suspicious. I took a look around.

Eric wasn't in the kitchen, living room, bedroom or either of the girls' rooms, so where was he?

I looked in the bathroom, and I shrieked in fear.

"Jenny, did you find him?" Serena called from the living room.

"Oh my fucking jesus. SOMEBODY CALL AN AMBULANCE!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, crying my heart out.

"What the hell is going on?" Dan asked, alarmed.

I ran into the bathroom and fell onto my knees on the floor beside my husband.

I rolled up his blood-soaked sleeves and saw the dozens of bleeding slits, and began to cry even harder.

"Eric? BABY PLEASE WAKE UP!" I cried and shrieked in horror.

I tried leaning over to hear his heartbeat but my large baby bump made me unable to.

"Oh fucking no!" Serena exclaimed as she ran over to her younger brother.

"What-" Dan cut off as he also ran over.

"Dan can you hear his heartbeat? I can't bend over that much!" I said, panicking.

"Oh god, CHUCK CALL 911!" Blair screamed.

I felt the fear streaking through my whole body, and I kept getting shakier by the second.

Breathing became harder, and thinking was impossible. My head got cloudy and blocked my ears from picking up any sound for a few moments. It cleared out, and I was about to throw up when Serena called out to Blair, "B! Help Jenny! She's clearly having an anxiety attack!"

Within seconds, Blair was by my side, and I could hear Chuck on the phone with 911.

"Jenny, breathe. You're going to be ok." Blair consoled me.

"They just sent an ambulance." Chuck told us all nervously.

That's when I noticed something on the counter by the sink.

I stood up to look at it.

Sleeping pills. Some were spilled on the floor.

There was something in a glass. I smelled it. Something alcoholic.

His blades were sitting near it, and some of his blood was on them, and the counter.

That's when it occurred to me.

He'd tried to commit suicide.