Helping Serena

"So what are we going to do about this little problem?" Blair asked as she walked into her bedroom with Chuck close behind her.

After leaving a distraught Serena, the duo decided that retaliation against a certain psychotic brunette was in order.

Somehow, they ended up in the back of Chuck's limo. Which somehow brought them back to Blair's place. Which was conveniently (or inconveniently?) abandoned thanks Eleanor away on business for the week and Dorota long gone for the night.

Chuck held back a grin as he found himself in Blair's bedroom for the second time that day—sans Nate and Serena, thank god.

He watched as Blair deliberately made her way over to her vanity where her laptop resided. Chuck thought she looked so sexy when she got down to business—being a business man himself. There was just something about plotting social destruction of another that made Blair that much desirable. She walked a little taller, smirked a little sexier and her mischievous eyes sparkled just a little brighter.

Chuck subconsciously tugged at the collar of his shirt.

"That's a very good question" he said, taking off his jacket.

Blair turned around when she heard the ruffling sound of fabric.

"Not so fast Bass. The clothes stay on tonight. We're here to help Serena, remember?" Blair asked.

"Of course. But that doesn't change the fact that we're in for a long night. Georgina is quite the conniving little bitch and it's going to take more than a simple Gossip Girl post to take her down. Besides, I do my best plotting when I'm comfortable" he smirked, locking eyes with Blair as he slowly removed his bowtie.

"Long night, huh?" Blair began "Is that why you sent your limo away the second my back was turned?"

Chuck chuckled.

"Nothing gets by you" he told her.

Blair rolled her eyes at his attempt to deflect her question. Secretly, she was thrilled by the prospect of Chuck spending the night—especially after their little tryst in the kitchen that morning—but she wasn't going to give in that easily this time around. If Chuck wanted to stay over, he would have to work for it.

"You think you're so suave" she chided.

"If the shoe fits" he counted.

"Getting back on topic…as much as it pains me to say it, we should probably try calling Dan and see if we can stop him from making a colossal mistake."

"I'm guessing it's a little too late for phone-calls, B. Georgie works fast and if I recall, she can be very persuasive when she wants to be" he told her.

Blair cringed when he called her Georgie. It was so…personal.

"There's a visual I didn't need to have" Blair grumbled.

"What was that?" Chuck asked, trying not to grin.

"Nothing. It doesn't matter; Georgina seducing Dan and terrorizing Serena is only the tip of the iceberg. It's only a matter of time before she gets bored and moves on to the rest of us. What we need is the plan of all plans to get that skank out of Manhattan permanently" Blair told him.

"Me-ow, Waldorf, I had no idea you were so threatened by her" he said.

"I'm not threatened" she caught his eyes in the mirror's reflection, her words from earlier replaying in his mind It's not like you didn't lose your virginity to her in seventh grade. "She's dangerous is all."

"To who?"
"To everything that crosses her path, obviously" she said, looking down.

"So what are you thinking? Blackmail?" Chuck asked walking over to her.

"What could we possibly use against her? Her whole reputation is built on scandal after scandal. She takes pride in them" Blair said.

"Not so fast Waldorf. Everyone has a secret. What we need is to bring in the big guns" he said, taking out his cell phone. "Chris? Chuck Bass. I need you to dig up some information for me fast."

Blair was idly listening to Chuck talk to his PI when suddenly her breath caught in her throat. She looked up in the mirror and confirmed her worst suspicion: Chuck Bass, running his fingers through the ends of her hair like it was the most innocent thing in the world. He wasn't leering back at her, hell, he wasn't even looking at her. He was looking down at his hand combing through her hair as he continued his conversation.

"Do you remember that girl I had you look into last week? Yeah, it wasn't enough; you've got to go back earlier. I need to know everything she's done in the past six months. It's urgent. Text me the moment you find something of use" he said before hanging up.

Blair sat frozen in her seat, trying her best to not be rigid. She didn't want Chuck to know the deep effect he had on her with even the simplest of touches.

"Your hair's getting longer" he said quietly, still looking down.

"I guess" she said.

"Why are you still wearing your headband?" he asked her.

Blair was baffled.

"Is that a trick question?"

Chuck smiled. "No. What I meant was that you only ever wear them when you're trying to impress someone. Like at the girls at school or at parties or high society events like tonight. But you hardly ever wear them around me."

"That's not true" Blair said, uncomfortable under his scrutiny.

"Sure it is. First time you took off you headband in front of me was at Victrola. Remember? After that, you didn't wear one headband the whole week—save your interview with the Times. But putting all that perfect-image garbage behind you, when you were with me, your confidence was through the roof; so carefree, so unlike the Blair everyone around you knew."

Moving her hair to the side, Chuck rubbed the nape of her neck gently. Blair's eyes fluttered closed and her lips parted.

"If I thought I wanted you before…knowing that I was responsible for that change, well, I just couldn't keep my hands off of you. Do you remember that Blair?" he asked quietly.

"Yes" she said, leaning her head forward slightly to give him better access to her neck.

Chuck, however, pulled his hands back.

"Of course" he began "The moment you got back together with Nate, the headbands came back as well. As if you needed them again." He reached up and pulled the silver studded band out of her hair.

"But this" he said, finally meeting her eyes in the mirror "this is my Blair."

Blair looked away, frightened by the intensity of his gaze. Chuck's hands dropped away soon after.

"I should call Serena" Blair told him, standing abruptly "See if she's heard from either Dan or Georgina."

"Sure" Chuck said, trying to not let the rejection show in his voice.

Excusing herself, Blair grabbed her cell-phone and went into the bathroom to call her friend.

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