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Chuck clicked his tongue as he checked his watch again. He stared outside the window of penthouse apartment. Pacing back and forth like a lion in a cage.

6:24

He was trying his best not to worry, but it wasn't like she was late for a casual dinner date. This was the rehearsal dinner. Their rehearsal dinner and in less than 24 hours she would officially be his wife. Normally, these thoughts made him happy, but at the moment all seemed irrelevant due to the fact that he had absolutely no clue where his fiancée was.

"Shit" Blair muttered under her breath. She was late. She had decided that a little afternoon shopping would be the best way to calm her pre-wedding jitters. A little shopping quickly turned in to a new fall wardrobe. She picked up her phone to be greeted by 15 missed calls.

" I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please wait until after the wedding to punish me" She smirked when she heard the sigh on the other line. She gestured to her driver to get them the hell out of here.

" I still don't understand why you're so nervous" Blair rolled her eyes. For someone who was supposed to be her best friend Serena knew nothing about how Blair felt about Chuck.

" You know S, I'm already late there really is no point in going anymore" Serena gasped on the other line and Blair bit her lip. The amount of guilt Serena was about to lay on would be extra thick.

"You promised me you'd be here. I can't stand another one of these events without you. You've been in Paris FOREVER!" Just as Blair was about to cut her off to remind her she had only missed half of their senior year of high school she bit her tongue before Serena could also use that against her. "Besides, the bride-to-be is also late. So if you can slip in before her it will be fine." Blair sighed "I'm on my way"

Serena grinned yet another fight won "I love you!"

"Whatever" She replied but Serena had already hung up. Blair leaned on the side of her door to look out the window. Who the hell gets married at 19? she asked herself the question and she knew the answer.

Chuck Bass

"You know if you weren't going to be my wife in a couple hours I wouldn't be talking to you" Chuck said into the phone. After waiting another 10 minutes she finally called. Natalia exited the hotel lobby a dark haired man trailing behind her and hailed a cab.

" And, if you weren't going to be my husband I wouldn't care" Despite himself he grinned Chuck loved that she was able to dish back whatever he gave her. It was one of things that made him think she was worth keeping around.

" Cut to the chase Brooks, Where are you?" He replied impatiently not wanting her to think she was going to be easily forgiven. Natalia rolled her eyes and before entering her cab she kissed the dark haired man at her side on the cheek.

" I'm 15 minutes away dear. Don't worry you'll have me soon enough" Natalia then held her hand over the receiver and gave the cab driver directions as Chuck replied

"I better"

" Hold the door! Please!" Blair ran towards the elevator not wanting to be another minute late for fear of being scolded. She'd been back in New York for less than a week and was sure that Serena wasn't ready to go back on Blair time...yet.

As she approached the elevator she looked down to smooth down her skirt. When she entered the doors she brought her gaze back up slowly to the woman next to her.

Her shoes?

Loubotins.

Cute.

Her dress?

Marc Jacobs.

Hot.

"Thanks for holding the doors" Blair smiled sweetly still assessing the woman.

Natalia smiled politely in return and was just about to welcome her when her phone rang "Hello?"

Blair continued to gaze at her from the corner of her eye. Her dark brown hair was similar to her own. Her skin color was a bronze that she could only achieve after summers in the Hamptons. Natalia could feel her gaze but chose to ignore it because, it happened.. often. Mostly from men, but the occasional woman didn't stop her ego from getting any larger.

Blair picked at her own clothes feeling slightly inadequate reminiscing on days she felt standing next to Serena. She couldn't help but overhear the woman's entire conversation.

" I love you" She said repeatedly to the person on the other end. She cleared her throat before continuing " I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't love you"

Blair smirked a little. High class hooker? She missed the treacherous ways of the married men in New York. There was always a scandal right around the corner.

The woman's face suddenly turned agitated. " No. Stop it. We've already come this far. If I call it off than we won't be able to follow through with all the plans we made."

Blair gulped a little. She wished she hadn't been listening.

"In a few months this will all be over, Te prometo mi amor" Natalia hung up the phone quickly and turned to Blair.

Blair could feel the blood rushing to her cheeks. Had she noticed I was listening, Oh shit. She smiled

" What floor are you going to?" Natalia asked sweetly.

In a rush Blair had forgotten to push a button. She looked at the numbers and Penthouse had already been pushed before Blair could reply the elevator doors opened and an applause broke out.

" About time my fiancee arrived. Ladies and Gentlemen we can begin" Chuck had address Natalia's tardiness. Public humiliation was the best form of punishment. As Chuck walked down the stairs to greet her and he noticed the woman standing beside her.

Blair Waldorf.