The Hardest Words

Description: My story takes place at the beginning of Season Two where Blair returns home alone and Chuck meets her with flowers in hand. I have changed it so that Blair doesn't bring home Marcus, or anyone for that matter. I always thought it would have been much more interesting to do this from another direction. So here goes………

Disclaimer: I don't own Gossip Girl or Chuck. If I did he would be in every scene.

Chapter 1-Coming Home

The Jitney was an ok form of transportation, but it certainly didn't compare to a private jet. Blair told herself it was very respectable to be arriving home alone, because, after all, that was the way she had left. The truthfulness of it was hurtful, even if it was only in her mind. She didn't dare say it out loud.

She looked at her shoes as she descended the metal stairs of the motorcoach. She was so tired. Yes, it was late, and the ride was long and somewhat uncomfortable, but that wasn't the only reason she was tired and she knew it.

It was certainly a shock when she turned to wait for her luggage and saw him there. He was looking right at her with flowers in hand. She immediately decided she wasn't going to make a scene, even if she wasn't prepared for any of this. She thought that even Chuck Bass wouldn't have the nerve to meet her here like this, but there he was.

"Hello Blair". He just stood there like some limo driver that had been sent to pick her up. Void of emotion and looking just a bit scared of her. Most of the drivers were of course, but Chuck wasn't. He wasn't scared of anything, except for his father.

"What are you doing here Chuck?". "Better yet, how did you know when I would get in?" Blair stood her ground, firm, but not hateful. She didn't have the strength at this point to be hateful. "Nate", he said in a low soft voice. "I called him as soon as the text from Gossip Girl came in that you were returning. I knew he would know what time and where, as he always does". Chuck said the words so matter of fact like, as if it was an every day thing to meet her at the Jitney.

"I'm tired Chuck, and I don't want your flowers". She checked her voice carefully, so he couldn't recognize the slightest of shaking. "Frankly, I don't know why you are here, or even care for that matter. I am sure that my mother's driver is here to pick me up, so I don't have time to stand here on the street in the middle of the night and tell you all the reasons why I don't care. I am sure that you will figure it out on your own."

With the last word she immediately turned around just as her driver walked up and picked up her luggage. She kept walking and didn't dare turn around to see if he was still standing there. The nerve of him to come here like this, like nothing had happened between them. But then again, he was Chuck Bass, and he was used to getting his way, even when he was the one in the wrong. No wait, especially when he was the one who was wrong.

He didn't follow her, and she was grateful. She really was tired, and although she hated herself for it, she could feel the tears welling up in her eyes. Damn him anyway. It only took a few words and she was already in tears. She closed her eyes and could feel the beads as they ran slowly down her face. She promised herself that this time it would be different. He wouldn't get a free pass. If the time away had taught her anything it had helped her gain her self respect, and she intended to keep it.

Chuck stood there and watched as she walked away into the waiting car. He knew it wasn't going to be easy, but he had regretted his last minute decision all summer. He kept himself busy and tried to stay distracted from the fact he had made a mistake. It hadn't worked, of course, but this feeling was new to him so he didn't have all the answers yet. "You are so stupid Bass, so stupid", he said to himself under his breath. He walked back to the limo and stepped inside. "Let's go home", he said. He layed back on the leather seat and closed his eyes. He would figure this out if it killed him. He needed a game plan and it needed to be fool proof. Poor Chuck, it seems that he hasn't learned his lesson at all. He is still playing games, and he should know better than anyone that Blair never gives in that easily.

End of Chapter One-please review if you are so inclined 