Jenny woke up, her heart beating faster then usual. She had the most peculiar dream. It was in France, she was sipping wine while watching stars twinkle in the night sky, and right next to her was a guy. The entire dream his face was blocked by a shadow, which made it impossible to tell who he was. And he barely talked, but when he did it was like his voice didn't have a certain tone to make out who he was.

Her eyes blinked wildly, making sure she wasn't still dreaming. That the shadow came off the guy, and it was Chuck. But she was awake. This was no longer a dream. Now it was her real life again, and this was the real Chuck. The mystery man, who made her feel so good, was now gone and Chuck, the guy who'd saved her so much, was right beside her.

It was weird, looking at Chuck while he slept. When you thought Chuck Bass, you thought charming, dangerous, plotting, back handed, a plain out dirty player that would do anything to get what he wanted. Now watching him sleep though, he looked more pure then anyone else. His eyes were covered lightly with his eyelids, his mouth opened a little, his hair was tousled from turning in his sleep, and his breathing was slow and steady.

Seeing him like this, Jenny couldn't help but to think this is what he must have been like as a baby. So peaceful, just sleeping the days and nights away. How his own mother didn't want to be around him, Jenny could never understand.

True, Chuck had his problems, has his problems, but he'd changed so much since they first met. More less since the first time he drank a glass of scotch. And Chuck probably wouldn't have half of his problems if his mother stayed around. But Jenny was glad she left, because if she stayed, Chuck wouldn't be the man he was today. For that Jenny was grateful.

The feeling of a thumb rubbing her hand came out of no where. With her free left hand, Jenny brought up the sheets slightly. Underneath the comforter, their hands were intertwined. Chuck's thumb was slightly rubbing her hand's smooth skin. Her hear beat slowed down, and she wasn't sure if she should yank her hand away or just let it be. This was a total accent, weird dream thing. It didn't actually mean anything more then, well, anything.

But then Chuck's mouth opened a little more while he grumbled out. "I love you..." His voice was smooth, and his lips curled into a smile. His heartbeat speed up while his thumb rubbed her hand.

Now this, this shook Jenny a little. Carefully she undid their hands, the warmth of him still on it. Staring at him for one more moment, secretly wanting to keep this moment forever, Jenny pushed the hair out of his face. This was nice, in an extremely uncomfortable way, but Jenny knew she had to get up. Rebuilding her life started today, and she wanted an early start.

Chuck's ears perked up, so to speak, as Jenny crept out of the bright, empty room. His eyes barely opening, he looked down to his empty hand. He realized what he must of done. That "I love you" kind of slipped out, not even sure who it was directed to. In his dreams, there was this girl, who's face was clear in the dream, but since he woke up it was as if she'd disappeared. As far as the hand goes, he wasn't quite sure what his body was even thinking.

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Nate stretched his arms over his head as he sat up in his bed. He had the worst dream ever last night. He told Jenny he loved her, but she just laughed in his face. Then Chuck appeared out of nowhere, took her by the hand, pulled her close, kissed her sweetly, then disappeared with her into a crowded sidewalk. It was so painful he ran to Serena for support, but she turned him down and went off with Dan, laughing like best friends. One after another, he ran to everyone he knew, ending every time with them shutting him down.

It freaked him out so much his shirt was drenched with sweat. Feeling disgusted by his own stench, Nate threw his shirt off onto the spotless floor. Suddenly the smell of his own sweat disappeared, and was covered over by the sweet smell of waffles. That's when his stomach growled. Being taken over by the thought that the girl you loved was sleeping with your best friend, her step-step brother, made a guy hungry.

He stepped out of bed, about to walk over to his dresser with a shirt to throw one. But then he stopped. Whoever was making waffles could see him without a shirt on. Chuck was his so called best friend, he'd seen him shirtless too many times. If it was Jenny, well, she could just see everything she could have. And if it was both of them? Chuck could get jealous of his toned body, and Jenny could really compare who's better. The answer seemed clear to Nate.

Rolling on some deodorant, not wanting his smell to take away from his muscles, Nate opened up his door to the bright hallway. In just a few steps he was in the kitchen. That's where he saw Jenny making homemade waffles. She was wearing a guy's collared shirt, that showed off her never ending legs. He hated to admit it was one of the best sights he'd ever seen. But it didn't matter how hot she looked, because all Nate could think about was whether that was Chuck's shirt.

"How's it going Waffle Master?" Nate smiled while he said it. There was something about just seeing her that made him happy. He wished they were a couple, because all he wanted to do was touch her. Wrap his arms around her tiny waist, whisper something sweet in her ear, listen to her giggle, then kiss her down the side of her neck while her smile grew uncontrollably. Was that to much to ask for?

Shocked to hear his voice, Jenny almost let go of the waffle batter. She twirled around, the shirt twirling as well, like it was a dress, to see Nate smiling at her. Seeing him smile, automatically made Jenny smile as well. Nate just reminded her of sunshine and happiness. Maybe it was because he was so adorable, in that extremely hot way. His eyes made time slow down, and her heartbeat slow down yet speed up. It was the perfect way to start the day.

After to much silence, to much staring, Jenny decided it'd be best to reply. "Hey sleepy head." She sat the bowl full of batter down, not wanting to risk dropping it again. "How did you sleep last night?" The soft smile still stayed on her face, growing a little with each second he looked into her eyes. She leaned against the counter, hoping the waffle that was being made wouldn't get burnt if she got to distracted with him.

Nate scratched the back of his head, not sure if he should tell her about his nightmare. It was kind of embarrassing, having a nightmare at this age. But it was even more embarrassing because it was about her. "I, uh, had a nightmare actually." He stared her deep in the eyes, wanting her oh so badly.

Jenny walked over toward him slowly. Her eyes looking him over ever so slightly. She was about to say something, but then his abs finally caught her eye. How she'd been over looking them for the last minute she didn't know. They were basically glistening with the kitchen light.

For a moment, her mouth was just open, waiting for words. Nate was just to perfect she'd decided. Perfect for her- "What was it about?" Jenny finally said, snapping out of her thoughts. In her head she couldn't help but wish if she was in a bad dream, Nate would save her. Shirtless maybe?

"Well, what happened was..." Nate trailed off, knowing he shouldn't say it. Saying it was stupid. Saying it would make everything messed up. Saying it would, set the truth on fire. "I dreamed that no one loved me. That I lost everyone... That I lost you..." His eyes avoided hers, feeling like a child. Now that he said it, he felt so stupid. How was telling her this going to make anything better? It only made him sound desperate for her, for anyone.

A sexy giggle came from Jenny, "Nate, you could never lose me." She carefully took steps towards him. "I'll always be here for you. I love you. I need you." Her fingers slowly started to undo the buttons on her shirt, as her body got inches away from his. As her fingers got to the fourth button, she leaned in to kiss him, her eyes closing ever so slightly.

There was a loud clap. Jenny was staring at Nate confused with his spaced out look. "So, what was your nightmare about?" She smiled sweetly, hoping it would make him more comfortable telling her. "Come on, you know you can tell me anything." And it was true. She would never rat on Nate, even after all the heartbreak he'd put her through.

Nate gulped quietly. He blinked repetitively, trying to make sure this time it was for real. So far she wasn't taking off her clothes and confessing she loved him, so he assumed it was the real deal. But it freaked him out he'd even imagine that. It seemed like something Chuck would do; picture a girl he wanted getting naked and all over him. What was wrong with him?

"What happened was," Nate started to say but stopped for a deep breath. When he told her in his fantasy (if you wanted to call it that), things started to go very well. So maybe it wouldn't be so bad to tell her again? "Well the thing is no body lov-" Suddenly he was cut off.

"Good morning you two." Chuck smirked as he walked into the kitchen. Nate didn't like him walking in on their conversation, but that wasn't his problem. All Chuck cared about was seeing how happy Jenny was. "Are those for me?" He teased as Jenny turned around to get the waffles that were turning golden.

Jenny grinned at him, "What have you done to deserve them?" She laughed as Chuck put on his best puppy dog face. If that wasn't going to make her give him the waffles, nothing could. His hazel eyes weren't necessarily bigger or anything, but they just called to her. "Fine. You can have them. Just stop making me feel like a horrible person with those eyes!" Once again she laughed, smiling at him as he took a seat at the counter. Carefully Jenny slid the waffles on to the plate in front of Chuck.

Smiling back at her, taking the syrup, Chuck replied. "I'll stop, don't worry." He started to pour the syrup all over the waffles. They looked so good, he just wanted to devour them right there and then. "Just because I love you." Chuck winked at Jenny carefully, grinning slyly before starting to eat.

Hearing him say that made Jenny take a step away from the waffle press. Just like Nate's abs, she some how looked over the most obvious thing going on with Chuck. He said I love you in the bedroom. Maybe it wasn't to her, but they were holding hands and just last night they talked about vacationing in France. Maybe she was overreacting, maybe Chuck was just in a really caring mood, but none of that mattered. All Jenny could focus on was I love you.

Out of no where a phone started to ring. Nate and Jenny exchanged curious glances, knowing it wasn't either of their's. Chuck sighed as he got off the stool, not wanting to answer. As weird as it was, Jenny's waffles were incredible, and he just wanted to focus on eating them. But what can you do? Someone was calling, which meant someone needed him, so he might as well answer.

Quickly he got out a yawn before answering. "Hello, this is Chuck Bass." He didn't bother checking the caller ID, so might as well try to sound as professional as you can after taking down an international drug dealer.

He was a couple of feet away, but Jenny and Nate could hear someone yelling on the other line. It was a girl, that was clear, and she was not happy. All that could be heard was her shrieking at the top of her lungs. The two could only guess who it was and what it was about. All they did know was one thing for sure: That person was tearing Chuck apart.

Chuck brought his phone away from his face, looking in shock, confused as well. He then put it in his pocket as he hastily walked back to the kitchen. Though he only took a couple of steps, he seemed out of breath and restless. No one asked who it was, they just waited for him to speak. "That was Blair... She thinks I slept with someone else..." He took deep breaths in between, not sure how he should be feeling. "I don't even know what she was saying she was so hysterical. God I need to talk her!" He ended up yelling, already feeling his eyes turning red with tears.

Concerned, with the sadness in her eyes, Jenny rushed over to his side. Lightly she put her hand on his back. "This is probably a huge misunderstanding..." Her fingers followed an invisible trail up to his shoulder, taking him back to look her in the eyes. "I'm sure once you two talk it'll all be figured out. Blair loves you... You guys are meant for each other..." There was this tug in the back of Jenny's throat that made her want to cry, and she did have a clue why.

"She just kept on repeating 'I knew it! I knew you'd sleep with that trampy blond! I just knew!' and then she broke down crying." Chuck couldn't bare looking into Jenny's eyes any more. This all felt so weird. "I have to talk to her. I need to make her feel better."

Chuck left before Jenny could say anything more to help him. At the moment he couldn't hear her talk. Whenever words left her mouth, all he did was listen to them. Which wouldn't be so bad except for the fact when she talked that's all he wanted to listen to; her voice telling him it'll all be ok.

At first Nate didn't get what Blair was yelling about. All Chuck had been doing for the past few days was occupy himself with Jenny. That's when all the regrets of last night hit him. When he came into the kitchen, when he saw Jenny smile, it made him completely forget the huge ass hole mistake he made last night.

What the fuck was he thinking? He had to pull Jenny away before anything got back to her. Before she would hate him forever. He had a good hour or so to prove he was everything she needed. Mission Impossible. Go.

Nate walked up behind Jenny, he now putting his hand on her back. Her tiny body underneath the shirt, underneath his fingers, felt good. "Let him go. He and Blair will figure it out." As he started to rub her back, Jenny turned around to face him. There was a frown on her face, and he didn't want it to be there. "Don't worry about him, it's time for you to have some real fun."

Seeing that perfect smile on Nate, Jenny briefly let go the thought of Chuck and how tragic he must be feeling. Ever since the Snow Flake Ball, all Jenny wanted was a day to make things up with Nate, and he was offering a day right now. She could cheer up Chuck when they got home, you know, after he'd have a couple of glasses of scotch.

"Define 'fun'." Jenny said while a sneaky smile came upon her face. She had an idea for fun.

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"Ok, when you said fun this isn't what I had in mind." Jenny said while she tried to hide her giggles. The cold wind hit her face,making her cheeks turn rosy. This was exactly the reason why she loved New York. If she was happy, the cold wind helped her cheeks show it. If she was upset, the rain would mop her hair down and blend in with her tears. And if she just wanted to run and scream, the sun would show her the way. It was the best place she ever knew.

Nate just looked over the edge, taking in the fresh air. Being here made him appreciate New York. "Come on, tell me the last time you came to the top of the Rockefeller center and over looked almost all of New York?" He turned to her smiling. The ride here took about ten minutes, and they'd been here for a good twenty. Time was half way over if he was anywhere close to reality, but he just didn't want this to end. This time with Jenny, see her smiling just because.

Jenny rolled her eyes, something Nate thought was adorable, and made her way closer to him. Not caring much, she looped her arm around his. Gently she leaned her head down on his shoulder. "Honestly...? Never." She looked up, just to meet his eyes. All they did was stare into each other's soul, not even wondering what the other was feeling, because they knew.

Suddenly Jenny's phone started to ring Chuck's special ring tone. Quickly Jenny started to reach for her phone, Nate completely spacing out of her mind. All she wanted to know now was how Chuck was doing, if he was ready to talk about it.

Without even saying anything, Jenny answered her phone and started to walk away. As she walked she heard a small "No..." slip out of Nate's mouth. She turned around just to mouth back a sad face "Sorry. One sec." But she wasn't really sorry, as harsh as that might be.

"Where are you?" Chuck muttered out, his voice rough and aggravated. His eyes were bloodshot from crying in his car. It wasn't manly, but fuck that. After the talk he just had? It's a miracle he hadn't jumped off a building yet. "Are you with Nate?" He grunted out quietly, feeling a horrible turn in his stomach. This feeling was making him sick.

"Yeah...We're at the Rockefeller Center," Jenny said cautiously. That sound in his voice was not good. Something must have gone wrong. "Why? Do you need me? Because I can meet you anywhere you want." For some reason Jenny didn't know, she struggled with the last part. "I'm here for you Chuck, like you were here for me..." Her voice felt weak.

There was a silence. He wanted to be good about this. He wanted to be the bigger person. He wanted to be... But he couldn't. "Tell Nate the next time he sends a picture of me and you sleeping in the same bed together to Gossip Girl to get my good side." Chuck gripped onto his the limo seat. "Maybe you could push him off too?" A weak chuckle could barely be heard.

Freaking out, Jenny gasped to reply, "Wait... Chuck what the hell happened?" She thought she understood, secretly she knew she did. But she had to be clear about this. She didn't want to crush her newly regrowing heart already.

Nate's smile faded as Jenny approached him, her glare increasing with hatred each step. She stopped, looking him straight in the eyes. Without even thinking she lifted her hand and smacked him right across the face. Nate closed his eyes to an angry Jenny, but opened them to a tear filled one. The sting of the slap lingered on his face, now wasn't the time to complain though.

Trying to look defenseless, he raised his hands up. "Listen! Jenny, I can explain." Tears started to choke him in the back of his throat. "I... I... I fucked up, I see that. But last night, I wasn't thinking straight! With Damien, you and me, and when I saw you with Chuck I-" Nate cut himself off. That sadness in her eyes, the sadness he caused, was enough to just fall off the building now.

"I can't believe you'd do this." Jenny wiped away a fallen tear. "Anyone else I'd expect to do this kind of thing, but not you Nate. Even Chuck would probably do this kind of thing if it helped himself. But not you." She wanted to be in denial about this, pretend that Nate didn't send the picture to Gossip Girl. No one else could have though, and that's what hurt the most.

"I'm done with this." She took two steps away before the tears started to stream. Jenny wouldn't say she loved Nate, it was to soon for that. She did care though, she cared a lot, but she also cared about Chuck a lot. No matter how much she cared about Nate it was not enough to forgive him for doing such a horrible thing like this. Didn't he get that doing this wasn't only destroying Jenny's hope for a fresh start, it was pushing her a mile away.

Jenny always hated the mile.

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A young man, his dark brown hair pushed out of his face, approached Jenny carefully. "Jenny Humphrey, right?" He smiled lightly, worried with her tears. This wasn't going to be the perfect way to meet, but he knew it was her.

Jenny looked up to see some guy talking to her. She wanted to be a bitch and ask him who wanted to know, but she didn't. Crying this much made her to mushy to be mean. "Yeah, and you are?" Trying to get more composed, she wiped away the trying-to-dry tears that stained her cheek.

"I'm Brandon Blackwell, Chuck Bass' new assistant." Brandon offered a tissue to help dry Jenny's watering eyes. Seeing such a beautiful girl in so much sadness was surprisingly very depressing. "He called to see where I was, and when I told him I was around here, he sent me to get you... He was worried you'd be a little, well, he was just worried." He offered a friendly smile.

Barely Jenny smiled back, accepting his friendly smile. As much as she wished he was Chuck right now, it was sweet Chuck would send someone in his place since he couldn't be there. "Thanks... I think," Jenny barely, just barely, laughed. At least someone was worried.

Brandon opened the car's door, offering for her to get in. "I was thinking about stopping for ice-cream before I take you back to Chuck's." Following Jenny into the car, he chuckled quietly. He was afraid if he laughed to loud it would disturb Jenny.

"Sounds great," Jenny sighed out, taking a seat. Once Brandon sat down though, she couldn't help but rest her head on his shoulder. She was so tired, it felt like the world was pulling down on her. And before she knew it she was breaking down crying on his shoulder. "I'm so sorry, it's just... It's just." She didn't even bothering finishing, because it was just. She didn't know how to explain it.

The thought of how hurt Chuck must be caused her to feel like shit because it was because of her. If she didn't go into his room, the picture never would have been taken. Thinking of why Nate would stoop that low to take that picture made her hurt even more, knowing that it was related to her. All of it felt to go back to her. She was screwing up the lives of the two guys she cared about most. Even if one of them sent a very misleading picture to Gossip Girl.

Not sure exactly what to do, Brandon just held Jenny as she cried. He wasn't really good with tears, his father always yelled at him for them, so crying just didn't go over well. Chuck told him to take care of her though, so that was what he was doing. He had to admit though, when he got the job of being Chuck Bass' assistant, he didn't think that included taking care of gorgeous blonds as they cry. Not that it was necessarily a bad thing.

Jenny let the tears run down, not caring if they stopped any time soon. She was, of course, completely embarrassed with crying in front of some random new guy, but she just told herself to pretend he was Chuck (because Chuck did send him) and that she wasn't being judged.

The weirdest thing to Jenny was, no matter how much she wanted Chuck, no matter how much she was begging for him, that wasn't what she actually wanted. Before all this shit went down all she wanted was Nate. She wanted to lean her head back on his shoulder, to listen to him breath.

All she wanted was to see Nate smile for no reason. But that was gone. As well as her trust for him.

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A/N: Like it, or not? I know there's some time skip-ish, and sorry you didn't get to hear/see (all technically READ :3 ) Chuck and Blair's fight. Reasons: 1. I didn't have time... 2. Due to the fact I didn't have any time I have an idea if you guys actually want to hear/see the fight. Questions!

1. Which was your favorite Jenny/Nate interaction? (So morning or Rockefeller)
2. What was your favorite Chuck/Jenny interaction? (Bedroom or Morning or Rockefeller)

3. What do you think of Brandon? (I know you actually didn't read much of anything about him, but still from the five seconds you got) More or less?

Girl Season Finale. OMFG. Comments? XD

PS: Saw the GG trailer? Jenny takes a picture of Dan and Serena sleeping together even though nothing happened between them and sent it to Gossip Girl... Hmmm... Sound familiar? ;P haha [Weird right?]