A/N: Yes, I know….shame on me. I should be writing another chapter of ‘so what if I’m jealous’…….*sighs* I apologize. It’s just…….*huffs*…….it will take soooo long and it MUST be perfect and I have another brilliant idea! Now, I know I don’t usually write up all my brilliant ideas, because let’s face it….then I’d have like 20 multi-chaptered CB fics and they’d NEVER get finished! Lol. XD
But! This is different.
I swear.
This story is simply the retelling of my Gossip Girl dreams, from my perspective. And I had TWO of them last night, so 2 chapters to start! *giggles* Lucky you! ;p I hope you love this…and as mostly images are what I remember right now, I will improvise a little with some dialogue and my own thoughts. ;p hehe. So…um, read, review….and ENJOY!! (These will probably not be too long, but I’ll try to make them as lengthy as possible. ;p)
I own nothing but my own crazy mind. ;p
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Dream 1-Pregnant Seniors: S & B
The school was empty. There seemed nobody there. And if there was, there were only a few…and they were scattered on the outskirts of the school courtyard. Everything was SO silent, and if I looked closely, I could definitely see a few dust balls making their way down the hallways of Constance Billliard. Since obviously, you would not find me in St. Judes. Not willingly at least. I’m not one to break the rules.
Yet here I was, and no one could see me. It must have been the end of senior year for Blair and Chuck and all of them, because the sight I saw before me, I could NOT have imagined any sooner than that. There was that blonde and that brunette. The two most popular girls in school. And looking to be just about nine months pregnant.
They huffed and puffed and passed me in the hall, clutching to their bellies, still fully fashionable and decked in….wait, no, not uniform. Not school uniform at least, but they were certainly quite colorful.
“Ugh, come on, S. We have to hurry!” Blair beckoned to the tall blonde behind her.
“I’m coming, I’m coming!” she dragged along behind her, going as fast as her now, chubby ankles would allow her to. “I’m not used to being in labor,” she muttered. And I thought to myself, how very calm and not jittery they must be, if they were in labor.
Blair paused right before the stairs and leaned against the corner wall, hyperventilating as sweat droplets accumulated on her forehead. Serena stood before her, hands on her overly sized hips, the desire to fall over glazed across her eyes, but she would not allow herself to succumb to that temptation. Then, both her and her pregnant bestie would tumble down the stairs and into the courtyard. Even if no one had really seemed to catch them at their fullest (and quite ironically they looked to have gotten 9 months pregnant all in one day…or a few weeks at the most), they did not want to be spotted, sprawled out against the ground, a barely enclosed brick wall as their only guard.
And where were their lovers? The true cause in the big lump that had grown on their once flattened tummies. Or at least the majority drawing it, creating it inside of them.
Sigh. Looking both ways did me no good. They were nowhere to be seen.
Blair forced her hand away from the wall, sweaty and disgusting as it had become…and reached for Serena’s clamped one, still clinging to her wide hourglass image. Serena’s eyes were shut as tightly as she could manage, but these newly acquired maternal instincts seemed to also have sensed Blair’s wimpering, struggling hand in the short distance. She nodded quickly and grabbed a hold of the Brunette…but not by the hand as suggested. She latched onto her far shoulder, and the two girls held onto each other and made it down the long staircase, bickering along the way.
Somehow I got the feeling like it was over….Dan and Chuck. Smirk.
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The darkness behind my eyes was falling. It was getting lighter and lighter and I was literally fearing for my life! Not only because I did not really want to go to work…I wanted to sleep longer, but also because I had not yet seen Chuck in my dream! Whimpers. And yes, it truly left me distraught.
But wait!!! It was not the end. I checked my clock! There was still time yet! Time to sleep!!! YESSSSSS!!!!!! I squeal! I squeal! This is beautiful. =)
Serena and Blair. They still waddled. Only now it was across the school courtyard. There seemed to be a few students around, like seen earlier….showing that maybe they were still in school. Perhaps graduation had only just happened.
Then, as the two pregnant masses reached the edge of the school grounds….reached the opening of the surrounding brick wall. Everything faded away….into a summery,c ountryside. Tall grass. Cattails. Deep, bright, blue sky. Only a few fluffy clouds in sight. They walked forward, seeming to be completely accustomed to the change in scenery. Then, the tall grass even melted away…to reveal rolling hills and luscious, fruit-filled trees. On that quiet country road….with a view of the city only a mere few feet away (strange as it was)….a teal, sleek, shiny, sportscar pulled up, and who was to roll down the window on the driver’s side of the car than….Chuck Bass himself?
True, it was odd, and I was even disappointed in my own dreaming abilities when he was discovered in a place so UNLIKE a limo, it was ridiculous. But there he was, and beckoning the two young girls to come inside.
Blair slid into the front seat, while Serena plopped down into the back seat, on the same side. Though Serena had covered her enormous lump with a giant white purse….or was that a grocery bag? Hmmm. One has to wonder, though I fear I cannot go back and discover it.
It was then though….as if realization had set upon him for the first time. Chuck’s gaze drifted down from Blair’s face and rested on the ball shaped figure resting at her middle. He then looked up at her face, having recovered from his shock. And as she was about to close the door (and Serena was as well)….a glare was now residing in his eyes. And it was designated for Blair.
“No,” he said. Dead serious too.
Blair ignored the decline though and shut her door. Serena’s was still open though, hesitant to her step brother’s every move. Or once step-brother at least.
“Blair—NO,” he spoke, almost silently. He did not even have to move his hand or point in any direction for her to know what he wanted.
Her eyebrows lifted every so slightly. “Excuse me?”
“Pregnant women do NOT ride in MY car.”
She scoffed now, and though it surprises me now….she did not gesture to the bloated figure of Serena behind her. After a determined glare on both sides and some almost begging on Blair’s part….the hormonal brunette, huffed and got out of the car, slamming it behind her.
“Fine!” she had shouted, and he could hear her because the window was still down, “I’ll just ride with Dan then!” She was pouting and he knew it, but not so much as a smirk was implanted on that Bass’s lips. It shocked me and I was actually disappointed that he wouldn’t want her as close as possible to him. Not that he even made it aware how much he loved her. Not in my dream at least. It was like obvious knowledge he was with her. But he seemed so…SO unprotective of her, in her bulging state. Oh yeah, and Blair calling Dan…Dan? Weird. My mind is a scary place.
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So, the car ride began. Serena had finally shut her door, and sat huddled plastering the bag as tight to her womb as she could muster. Fluffing it up a bit to make it look like that’s what had formed the lump.
“Boy am I glad that you aren’t pregnant,” Chuck had commented as he began to drive the car away. (still so weird that he’s driving….)
Serena could do nothing but mutter to herself and laugh nervously. None of which Chuck picked up…another interesting detail, since he is SO very keen to everything that’s going on.
The two began to talk though. I very much wish I could remember the exact dialogue because it was so very clear in my head at the moment, but it has escaped me now. It was entertaining though. They were really getting along and talking like some dear old friends. It was great! They both got really excited on a particular subject….which must’ve been a reference to some failed popstar or kiddy tv show character. But in the hyper state of it all, Serena’s bag slipped from its propped position, and Chuck stared head on at the circular lump. Blair followed his gaze and gulped guiltily.
Chuck slammed his foot on the breaks of the car, which now appeared to be in the middle of the desert. (WHAT?!)
“You’re pregnant too?!?!” he screeched.
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In a not quite rusty, not quite new purple car….Dan drove Blair. I had been expecting all this time that they were headed towards the hospital. But apparently they were going to Serena’s house, which was now in the middle of Brooklyn. The two girls were both in heavy labor, but I guess since they were not at a place where birth would take place….the babies had paused in their birthing processes. Haha.
Blair and Dan shared a bit of small talk, but none of which I can remember. Oh wait, there was a bit. Then again, perhaps I’m just making it up.
“So, you knocked up Serena, huh?” Blair looked on at him through the mirror. She had taken the backseat. Same as Serena.
Dan appeared to nod, or maybe he was gulping, but he kept his eyes straight on the road. Blair said no more.
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Once inside the Van der Woodsen apartment (or so it seemed), Blair was lectured by Lily on how she could have let Serena get pregnant and what type of nerve she had, and what kind of a best friend was she?! And how WORRIED she was! The woman was practically hyperventilating, and Blair wasn’t doing too well either. The sweat had piled on once again….across her face and arms and legs. She was gulping to steady herself, but of course no one could tell this. She composed herself quite well.
“Lily!” she nearly screeched, and the woman straightened herself to listen to the fiery brunette. “I’m pregnant too!” she spoke forcefully, and Lily’s eyes widened as she lowered her gaze to the round circle that now had resumed its laboring in the midst of Blair.
“Oh! Good Heavens!” she exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hand, and pushing an Eric that was suddenly there, down the hall. She pointed to the closed wooden door, just a mere few feet in front of the young Waldorf. “She’s in there,” she spoke, barely a whisper….and Blair nodded her peace, and walked inside, shutting the door behind her.
Serena sat at the edge of the bed, though every time Blair looked to her, she seemed to be getting closer and closer to lying down. It was odd and ironic to say the least. She paced though, suddenly having no pain but demanding that they both get ready for the birth of their babies. There was not much room to do this in though.
“Where’s Chuck?” Blair suddenly asked, and Serena gestured towards the adjoining bathroom, which had a closed door. “What’s he doing in there?” she leaned over, clutching at her stomach, whispering.
Serena shrugged, and cringed suddenly as her contractions became more intense. Blair seemed unmoved though, and then the bathroom door burst open, to a commonly clothed Chuck. Blair’s eyes flew to him and she noticed his fly was unzipped, but said nothing about it.
“Why are we not at the hospital?!” he exclaimed, suddenly concerned.
Blair’s mouth dropped open, but she did not seem willing to respond. And it had not seemed to even make a difference in her mind. Serena cried out in agony and yet the two seemed unmoved. Blair felt a sudden pain though and moved to bend down to cover up what might have been excruciating. Chuck walked to her then. He did not run, he did not really seem to be that concerned. But he still walked to her. Looked over at Serena briefly, then back at Blair. It all seemed to be some sort of unspoken message. They needed to get to the hospital. NOW.
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Now, I do not know how they got there or where Dan was in all of this. But the last, the final scene of my dream….though maybe I forced it a bit, since I wanted a happy ending. =)….was Blair, lying in the hospital bed, holding her baby. Chuck kneeled over at her side and stared on at the delicate child. They both were so enraptured by it, and could not steal their gazes away.
In the room across the hall, Serena held her baby in her arms, and Dan seemed to be across the room finding himself busy with one thing or other. Merely fascinated by the medical tools in the room. He had watched the birthing process after all….and while it may have frightened or disgusted some, he was utterly amazed by it. He turned then and looked at his beautiful lover, glowing in her new maternal state. Their gaze could not be shifted. They simply looked on, and smiled.
But my dream could not end on Dan and Serena, because I have drifted so far since I favored them as one true pairing (in gossip girl at least). So, we go back to Chuck and Blair smiling at their baby. Blair, almost entirely too easy now, turned her head to look up at Chuck, and not more than a second later he turned his gaze to hers as well.
Just as quickly as she had looked, she felt herself drawn back to the baby’s sleeping from. Chuck still looked at her though, if only from her profile. He kissed the side of her face, and said,
“You’re beautiful.”
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A/N: So, I may have improvised a bit at the end, but…I couldn’t leave you hanging with their sudden decision for the hospital. My mind was cruel to me. I will not do the same to you. ;p And unfortunately, I still have many things to do…and so I cannot write that second chapter tonight. *sigh* But I hope you loved this, and I will update with that second chapter soon. It’s an NVJ dream, if you were curious. Then, after that…I will not update until I dream GG again. I think that’s reasonable. Then, this ‘story’ will never end! *gasp* PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
But! This is different.
I swear.
This story is simply the retelling of my Gossip Girl dreams, from my perspective. And I had TWO of them last night, so 2 chapters to start! *giggles* Lucky you! ;p I hope you love this…and as mostly images are what I remember right now, I will improvise a little with some dialogue and my own thoughts. ;p hehe. So…um, read, review….and ENJOY!! (These will probably not be too long, but I’ll try to make them as lengthy as possible. ;p)
I own nothing but my own crazy mind. ;p
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Dream 1-Pregnant Seniors: S & B
The school was empty. There seemed nobody there. And if there was, there were only a few…and they were scattered on the outskirts of the school courtyard. Everything was SO silent, and if I looked closely, I could definitely see a few dust balls making their way down the hallways of Constance Billliard. Since obviously, you would not find me in St. Judes. Not willingly at least. I’m not one to break the rules.
Yet here I was, and no one could see me. It must have been the end of senior year for Blair and Chuck and all of them, because the sight I saw before me, I could NOT have imagined any sooner than that. There was that blonde and that brunette. The two most popular girls in school. And looking to be just about nine months pregnant.
They huffed and puffed and passed me in the hall, clutching to their bellies, still fully fashionable and decked in….wait, no, not uniform. Not school uniform at least, but they were certainly quite colorful.
“Ugh, come on, S. We have to hurry!” Blair beckoned to the tall blonde behind her.
“I’m coming, I’m coming!” she dragged along behind her, going as fast as her now, chubby ankles would allow her to. “I’m not used to being in labor,” she muttered. And I thought to myself, how very calm and not jittery they must be, if they were in labor.
Blair paused right before the stairs and leaned against the corner wall, hyperventilating as sweat droplets accumulated on her forehead. Serena stood before her, hands on her overly sized hips, the desire to fall over glazed across her eyes, but she would not allow herself to succumb to that temptation. Then, both her and her pregnant bestie would tumble down the stairs and into the courtyard. Even if no one had really seemed to catch them at their fullest (and quite ironically they looked to have gotten 9 months pregnant all in one day…or a few weeks at the most), they did not want to be spotted, sprawled out against the ground, a barely enclosed brick wall as their only guard.
And where were their lovers? The true cause in the big lump that had grown on their once flattened tummies. Or at least the majority drawing it, creating it inside of them.
Sigh. Looking both ways did me no good. They were nowhere to be seen.
Blair forced her hand away from the wall, sweaty and disgusting as it had become…and reached for Serena’s clamped one, still clinging to her wide hourglass image. Serena’s eyes were shut as tightly as she could manage, but these newly acquired maternal instincts seemed to also have sensed Blair’s wimpering, struggling hand in the short distance. She nodded quickly and grabbed a hold of the Brunette…but not by the hand as suggested. She latched onto her far shoulder, and the two girls held onto each other and made it down the long staircase, bickering along the way.
Somehow I got the feeling like it was over….Dan and Chuck. Smirk.
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The darkness behind my eyes was falling. It was getting lighter and lighter and I was literally fearing for my life! Not only because I did not really want to go to work…I wanted to sleep longer, but also because I had not yet seen Chuck in my dream! Whimpers. And yes, it truly left me distraught.
But wait!!! It was not the end. I checked my clock! There was still time yet! Time to sleep!!! YESSSSSS!!!!!! I squeal! I squeal! This is beautiful. =)
Serena and Blair. They still waddled. Only now it was across the school courtyard. There seemed to be a few students around, like seen earlier….showing that maybe they were still in school. Perhaps graduation had only just happened.
Then, as the two pregnant masses reached the edge of the school grounds….reached the opening of the surrounding brick wall. Everything faded away….into a summery,c ountryside. Tall grass. Cattails. Deep, bright, blue sky. Only a few fluffy clouds in sight. They walked forward, seeming to be completely accustomed to the change in scenery. Then, the tall grass even melted away…to reveal rolling hills and luscious, fruit-filled trees. On that quiet country road….with a view of the city only a mere few feet away (strange as it was)….a teal, sleek, shiny, sportscar pulled up, and who was to roll down the window on the driver’s side of the car than….Chuck Bass himself?
True, it was odd, and I was even disappointed in my own dreaming abilities when he was discovered in a place so UNLIKE a limo, it was ridiculous. But there he was, and beckoning the two young girls to come inside.
Blair slid into the front seat, while Serena plopped down into the back seat, on the same side. Though Serena had covered her enormous lump with a giant white purse….or was that a grocery bag? Hmmm. One has to wonder, though I fear I cannot go back and discover it.
It was then though….as if realization had set upon him for the first time. Chuck’s gaze drifted down from Blair’s face and rested on the ball shaped figure resting at her middle. He then looked up at her face, having recovered from his shock. And as she was about to close the door (and Serena was as well)….a glare was now residing in his eyes. And it was designated for Blair.
“No,” he said. Dead serious too.
Blair ignored the decline though and shut her door. Serena’s was still open though, hesitant to her step brother’s every move. Or once step-brother at least.
“Blair—NO,” he spoke, almost silently. He did not even have to move his hand or point in any direction for her to know what he wanted.
Her eyebrows lifted every so slightly. “Excuse me?”
“Pregnant women do NOT ride in MY car.”
She scoffed now, and though it surprises me now….she did not gesture to the bloated figure of Serena behind her. After a determined glare on both sides and some almost begging on Blair’s part….the hormonal brunette, huffed and got out of the car, slamming it behind her.
“Fine!” she had shouted, and he could hear her because the window was still down, “I’ll just ride with Dan then!” She was pouting and he knew it, but not so much as a smirk was implanted on that Bass’s lips. It shocked me and I was actually disappointed that he wouldn’t want her as close as possible to him. Not that he even made it aware how much he loved her. Not in my dream at least. It was like obvious knowledge he was with her. But he seemed so…SO unprotective of her, in her bulging state. Oh yeah, and Blair calling Dan…Dan? Weird. My mind is a scary place.
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So, the car ride began. Serena had finally shut her door, and sat huddled plastering the bag as tight to her womb as she could muster. Fluffing it up a bit to make it look like that’s what had formed the lump.
“Boy am I glad that you aren’t pregnant,” Chuck had commented as he began to drive the car away. (still so weird that he’s driving….)
Serena could do nothing but mutter to herself and laugh nervously. None of which Chuck picked up…another interesting detail, since he is SO very keen to everything that’s going on.
The two began to talk though. I very much wish I could remember the exact dialogue because it was so very clear in my head at the moment, but it has escaped me now. It was entertaining though. They were really getting along and talking like some dear old friends. It was great! They both got really excited on a particular subject….which must’ve been a reference to some failed popstar or kiddy tv show character. But in the hyper state of it all, Serena’s bag slipped from its propped position, and Chuck stared head on at the circular lump. Blair followed his gaze and gulped guiltily.
Chuck slammed his foot on the breaks of the car, which now appeared to be in the middle of the desert. (WHAT?!)
“You’re pregnant too?!?!” he screeched.
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In a not quite rusty, not quite new purple car….Dan drove Blair. I had been expecting all this time that they were headed towards the hospital. But apparently they were going to Serena’s house, which was now in the middle of Brooklyn. The two girls were both in heavy labor, but I guess since they were not at a place where birth would take place….the babies had paused in their birthing processes. Haha.
Blair and Dan shared a bit of small talk, but none of which I can remember. Oh wait, there was a bit. Then again, perhaps I’m just making it up.
“So, you knocked up Serena, huh?” Blair looked on at him through the mirror. She had taken the backseat. Same as Serena.
Dan appeared to nod, or maybe he was gulping, but he kept his eyes straight on the road. Blair said no more.
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Once inside the Van der Woodsen apartment (or so it seemed), Blair was lectured by Lily on how she could have let Serena get pregnant and what type of nerve she had, and what kind of a best friend was she?! And how WORRIED she was! The woman was practically hyperventilating, and Blair wasn’t doing too well either. The sweat had piled on once again….across her face and arms and legs. She was gulping to steady herself, but of course no one could tell this. She composed herself quite well.
“Lily!” she nearly screeched, and the woman straightened herself to listen to the fiery brunette. “I’m pregnant too!” she spoke forcefully, and Lily’s eyes widened as she lowered her gaze to the round circle that now had resumed its laboring in the midst of Blair.
“Oh! Good Heavens!” she exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hand, and pushing an Eric that was suddenly there, down the hall. She pointed to the closed wooden door, just a mere few feet in front of the young Waldorf. “She’s in there,” she spoke, barely a whisper….and Blair nodded her peace, and walked inside, shutting the door behind her.
Serena sat at the edge of the bed, though every time Blair looked to her, she seemed to be getting closer and closer to lying down. It was odd and ironic to say the least. She paced though, suddenly having no pain but demanding that they both get ready for the birth of their babies. There was not much room to do this in though.
“Where’s Chuck?” Blair suddenly asked, and Serena gestured towards the adjoining bathroom, which had a closed door. “What’s he doing in there?” she leaned over, clutching at her stomach, whispering.
Serena shrugged, and cringed suddenly as her contractions became more intense. Blair seemed unmoved though, and then the bathroom door burst open, to a commonly clothed Chuck. Blair’s eyes flew to him and she noticed his fly was unzipped, but said nothing about it.
“Why are we not at the hospital?!” he exclaimed, suddenly concerned.
Blair’s mouth dropped open, but she did not seem willing to respond. And it had not seemed to even make a difference in her mind. Serena cried out in agony and yet the two seemed unmoved. Blair felt a sudden pain though and moved to bend down to cover up what might have been excruciating. Chuck walked to her then. He did not run, he did not really seem to be that concerned. But he still walked to her. Looked over at Serena briefly, then back at Blair. It all seemed to be some sort of unspoken message. They needed to get to the hospital. NOW.
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Now, I do not know how they got there or where Dan was in all of this. But the last, the final scene of my dream….though maybe I forced it a bit, since I wanted a happy ending. =)….was Blair, lying in the hospital bed, holding her baby. Chuck kneeled over at her side and stared on at the delicate child. They both were so enraptured by it, and could not steal their gazes away.
In the room across the hall, Serena held her baby in her arms, and Dan seemed to be across the room finding himself busy with one thing or other. Merely fascinated by the medical tools in the room. He had watched the birthing process after all….and while it may have frightened or disgusted some, he was utterly amazed by it. He turned then and looked at his beautiful lover, glowing in her new maternal state. Their gaze could not be shifted. They simply looked on, and smiled.
But my dream could not end on Dan and Serena, because I have drifted so far since I favored them as one true pairing (in gossip girl at least). So, we go back to Chuck and Blair smiling at their baby. Blair, almost entirely too easy now, turned her head to look up at Chuck, and not more than a second later he turned his gaze to hers as well.
Just as quickly as she had looked, she felt herself drawn back to the baby’s sleeping from. Chuck still looked at her though, if only from her profile. He kissed the side of her face, and said,
“You’re beautiful.”
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A/N: So, I may have improvised a bit at the end, but…I couldn’t leave you hanging with their sudden decision for the hospital. My mind was cruel to me. I will not do the same to you. ;p And unfortunately, I still have many things to do…and so I cannot write that second chapter tonight. *sigh* But I hope you loved this, and I will update with that second chapter soon. It’s an NVJ dream, if you were curious. Then, after that…I will not update until I dream GG again. I think that’s reasonable. Then, this ‘story’ will never end! *gasp* PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
5/19/2008: Much 'I Do' About Nothing
5/12/2008: Woman on the Verge
5/5/2008: All About My Brother
4/28/2008: Desperately Seeking Serena
4/21/2008: The Blair Bitch Project
1/28/2008:
1/9/2008: A Thin Line Between Chuck and Nate
1/2/2008: School Lies
12/19/2007: Roman Holiday
11/28/2007: Blair Waldorf Must Pie!
11/14/2007: Seventeen Candles
11/7/2007: Victor/Victrola
10/24/2007: The Handmaiden's Tale
10/17/2007: Dare Devil
10/10/2007: Bad News Blair
10/3/2007: Poison Ivy
9/26/2007: The Wild Brunch
9/19/2007: Pilot
9/19/2007: Pilot