Dan hung up his phone, disgruntled. "Sorry guys," he announced to the people sitting around him. "Looks like we're snowed in."

Dan, Serena, Blair, Chuck and Nate had decided that they would try something new and go stay in a cabin for their vacation. Not that their cabin wasn't the best money could buy.

"Chuck, this is all your fault." Blair complained as she slid closer to her boyfriend, Dan. She glared at the Bass boy who was currently sipping his scotch across from her.

"Hate to break it to you Waldorf," he drawled, unaffected by her attitude towards him. "but I wasn't the one to suggest this trip."

"Yeah Blair," Nate chimed in, a grin appearing on his face. "Wasn't it your idea in the first place?"

"Guys, come on leave Blair alone. She just wanted us to get along and have a nice vacation." Serena rolled her eyes at the arguing three. "So we're stuck here for longer than we planned, but who cares? Its not like we're going to starve."

"Serena's got a point. We've got enough food to feed a small country, our electricity is still working and we have the best cabin I could afford." Dan said, smiling. "Its going to be fun."

"Whatever, I'm going to sleep." Blair muttered and turned to face Dan. "Good night." She murmured and pecked him on the lips.

"Night." He smiled, watching her go.

"Yeah, I think I might hit the sack too." Nate said as he stood up. "Night."

"Me three." Chuck said, trailing slowly after Nate, his glass of scotch still in his hand.

"Looks like its just you and me." Serena smiled, looking over at Dan. "Or are you going to leave me and go join your girlfriend?"

Dan chuckled, shaking his head. "Blair and I have separate rooms. You know that. Yours is right between ours. And besides, why would I ditch one of my friends when I'm not even sleepy?"

"Well I don't know, you're a very peculiar man, Mr. Humphrey." She giggled, her head falling back on the armchair.

"Oh am I?" He laughed, his eyebrows arching. After a beat, he turned to look at her. "Hey, you're okay about me and Blair, right?"

"What do you mean? Of course I am, she's my best friend."

Dan sighed and played with the zipper on his jacket. "Right." He bit his lip, nodding to himself. Shortly after he asked out Blair, Chuck had approached him with a photocopy of a page from Serena's diary. It had been obvious; she adored him.

"She's really happy with you." Serena murmured, crossing her arms protectively against herself. "You're good for her."

He nodded, his eyes focused on the blonde's lips rather than the words coming out. There was no sense in denying it; even though he had Blair, Serena could make any guy incoherent. "To be honest, I'd never thought I would be lucky enough to see her nice side."

"She has that effect on people."

"So what about you?"

"What about me?" She arched an eyebrow at him.

"Who are you interested in?" He asked, not to make her uncomfortable, but just to hear her response.

Serena shrugged, a sigh escaping her mouth. "No one right now." She lied, smiling.

"Oh." Dan nodded, unsure of what to say.

"Hey, I think I'm going to go catch up on some sleep." She stood up, towering over him. "I'll see in the morning."

"Yeah, okay." He said, standing up as well. "That sounds like a good idea."

"Okay, well, night." She murmured as she turned away from him, a smile playing on her lips.

"Night."

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"So, who's going to cook?" Nate asked as he rifled through the refrigerator, searching only for the cooked items.

"How about this," Chuck said once nobody moved. "If you can cook, raise you hand." Slowly Dan and Serena raised their hands and everyone's eyes shifted to them. "Well, Humphrey, sis. Congratulations, I'd like an egg white omelet."

"I have a better idea. Breakfast is on your own and we'll cook dinner and lunch." Dan said and turned to Serena. "That okay with you?"

"Perfect." She smiled at him.

"Sounds good." Nate grunted, and finally got the box of poptarts he was reaching for. "I found food."

"Ew, do you know how bad that is for you?" Blair grimaced.

Dan chuckled, one hand on her back. "I'll get you some yogurt." He walked over to the refrigerator, quickly taking out a lemon yogurt and the jug of orange juice.

"Hey is that pulp free?" Serena asked as she retrieved several glasses.

"Er, I don't think so."

"Good." She giggled, liberally pouring the juice into a tumbler. "Cheers."

Chuck's eyes light up at the toast. "Mimosas. We should have mimosas."

"Bass, no alcohol this early." Blair glared at him from across the table.

"Of course not, mother." He rolled his eyes and reached for a package of poptarts from the box.

"Would it be that hard for you two to get along?" Nate complained, one hand clasped against his forehead.

"Blair," Dan murmured, kissing her lightly on the cheek. "Play nice, please?"

"Fine, but not for him. I'm doing this for you."

Serena turned away, snagging a poptart from Nate. Sure she was Blair's best friend, but watching her be all romantic with the guy she liked was too much.

Chuck turned away as well, forcing the sight of the two together out of his mind. He didn't understand how someone like Blair Waldorf ended up with someone like..Dan Humphrey. Sure, Dan was part of the Upper East Side and a nice guy, but his family had made it from Brooklyn. Somewhere Blair detested.

Nate watched as Chuck and Serena turned away simultaneously, as if disgusted by Dan and Blair. He bit into the soft poptart, still watching. Hmm, there was definitely something going on. This was going to be a long two weeks.