Authors Note: I am starting a new chapter story and it is probably crazy but I can't get this story out of my head, so I decided to go ahead. If it doesn't get a lot of response, then I might just make it a 2 or 3 shot instead.

Background: This picks up after Chuck tells Blair that she is no longer invited to the opening of the club. The liquor license proves to be authentic, so the party carries on as planned. The rest of the story will not follow the episode. This is just where my mind went so I hope that you like it. Everything leading up to the club opening has happened as it did in the episodes, including the gay kiss and Blair's problems at NYU.

Rated: T for now.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gossip Girl or any of the characters.

Chapter 1

Chuck looked Blair in the eye. He couldn't believe that she had called Jack. "Jack Bass is the last person I would ask for help!" he shouted. There was anger in his voice and in his stare.

"I don't understand why it matters. You have the liquor license and the club can open like you wanted." Blair stood her ground. She didn't understand why he was so angry. He didn't ask for the favor, she did. She came toward him and tried to put her hand to his face to sooth him, but he backed away. "I have a club to open, and you are no longer invited!" Blair had tears in her eyes as Chuck walked back to the bar and turned his back on her.

"Fine", she shouted with as much emotion as she could, but you could hear the hurt in her voice. She looked at both Chuck and Serena, as neither of them made a move to look at her. She grabbed her purse and stormed out the door alone.

The next few hours were agony. Blair made her way back to her dorm room and sat on her bed in silence. Georgina was gone, so she had the room to herself for now. She looked around and felt empty inside. "Why does everything that I do and say turn out wrong? Am I really that awful?" She contemplated her thoughts aloud, but no one answered. She realized that she was all alone. Dorota had gone back to the penthouse to prepare for her mother's return from Paris. Eleanor was to return in a few days to work on her next project.

Blair sat as the tears ran down her face. "He's supposed to know that I am not perfect. He is supposed to be the one that love's me no matter what I do or say." She closed her eyes and felt the acid and her breakfast push up to her throat. She wasn't going to be weak. She pushed it back down and took a few deep breaths. "They don't need me, then they won't have me around." She hurried to her closet and grabbed her luggage and started emptying the drawers and closet.

The club opening was in full swing and the band was terrific. Chuck was walking around and greeting the guests and making sure that everyone was having a good time. Just as he finished talking with a business acquaintance of his, he spots Nate at the bar.

"Nathaniel, I am glad that you could make it." He slaps his good friend on the back and waves to the bar tender to get him a scotch. "I have to hand it to you Chuck, this is a great party, and the place looks terrific. How did you manage to get Mark to play here tonight? I heard he was booked up for months." They both looked over to the stage at the band. They were doing a great job and it had been a miracle to get them. Well, not actually a miracle, just a phone call from Blair Waldorf.

Chuck looked a little uneasy, but answered Nate anyway. "I didn't book them, Blair did. I guess she knows Mark's sister from one of her society clubs and was able to get him here tonight. I didn't want her to help, but I have to admit he was the perfect choice." Nate nodded his head and then asked "Where is Blair by the way? I thought she would be by your side tonight. She lives for this kind of thing." Nate noticed how his friend's face changed. There was silence, and then Chuck looked up to answer him. "She's not here. I was upset over her interference and told her she wasn't invited tonight. Actually, I expected her to show up anyway. She never listens to me."

Nate could see the seriousness in Chuck's face, even though his friend tried to hide it with is last remark. "Did you and Blair have another fight? That's been happening a lot lately hasn't it?" Chuck didn't really want to talk about his personal relationship with his girlfriends' ex-boyfriend, but Nate was his friend too and they were trying to be cool with each other now. "She called Jack and he procured the liquor license that I needed for tonight. She knew I would be angry, and she did it anyway." Nate looked at Chuck and saw that he was upset with Blair, but to keep her from the opening seemed rash, even by Chuck's standards.

"Maybe you should think about that then. She must have wanted to help you awfully bad to risk that you would be angry. I think we all know how loyal Blair Waldorf is to the ones that she loves. She might have been wrong to do it behind your back Chuck, but you gotta know she did it because she loves you and wanted this night to be great. She knows how much this means to you."

Chuck just stared at Nate in disbelief. "I probably overreacted, but Blair knows how I feel about Jack. I would rather have kept the club closed then ask him." Nate looked at Chuck and then raised his eyebrows. "Yet, you still took the license that allowed you to open the club tonight. I guess it wasn't so bad of a favor after all then." Just as Chuck was about to defend his decision one of the guys he had placed at the front door tapped him on the arm.

"Mr. Bass, this package just arrived for you sir." Chuck nodded his head and the man placed the large box on the bar and walked back toward the front doors. Chuck looked at the box and his face turned white and his stomach flopped a little. Nate noticed that his friend wasn't looking well all of the sudden. "Chuck, are you ok? Do you know who the package is from?" Chuck nodded his head yes and grabbed the edges of the top and slowly took it off of the box. Inside was the dress that he had given to Blair to wear to the club opening. Sitting on top was an envelope with his name on it. Nate stared as Chuck slowly grabbed the envelope and opened it, taking out the piece of paper inside.

Chuck stared at the paper and then dropped his arm to the side and wiped his other hand over his face trying to make sense of what he just read. Nate was getting more concerned by the minute. Just then, Serena saw both men at the bar and came up to talk to Chuck.

"Chuck, I am glad I found you. Everything is going great and the celebrities I invited are having a great time. We managed to get a lot of good shots outside the club. I would call the evening a great success!" She was very excited that the opening had gone well and that her help would make the club opening front page news. After all, it was her assistance in obtaining the celebrities to attend that would get his club the publicity that it needed and also help her with her current job. She was on cloud nine.

Chuck didn't answer and Serena noticed that he didn't look happy. She turned to Nate and asked what happened. "I don't know, he seemed fine and then this package arrived with a note and he hasn't said a word since." Nate pointed to the box on the bar and Serena went to look inside. "Wow, what a gorgeous dress Chuck." Just then Chuck looked up as if he just noticed Serena's presence in the room. "It's Blair's", was all he said.

Serena frowned a little and then spoke again. "But you told Blair she wasn't invited to the opening." Just then she noticed the note in Chuck's hand. "Chuck, did Blair send the dress to you?" He nodded yes and gave the note to Serena. She read it and frowned and Nate noticed. "What does the note say Serena?" She looked back at Chuck and when he didn't say anything, she read it out loud.

"Chuck, I thought you should have this back. It is much too beautiful to go to waste. Perhaps Serena knows someone who could wear it. I hope that the opening is a success. Love Blair." Serena looked over at Chuck and he was still looking at the ground. She could tell that he was upset and decided to ask the question that was hanging in the air. "Chuck, have you talked to Blair tonight?"

There was a long silence and he finally spoke. "No, I haven't. I've been busy trying to make sure that everything went as planned for the opening". He took out his cell phone and checked for messages. There weren't any from Blair. No texts, or missed calls, or voice messages. She had returned the dress he bought for her along with the note. He suddenly felt his stomach drop and a bad feeling took over. The stress of the opening had clouded his judgment. He should have called her later and told her to come to the opening and wear the dress. He should have known that she would be hurt.

Just as Serena was about to say something Chuck's cell phone rang. He looked at the caller ID. It was from Joseph, Blair's limo driver. He had procured the additional limo and driver for her use when she needed it. He answered the call right away and with a nervous voice.

"Chuck Bass." There was a moment of silence and then Joseph's voice came through as Chuck walked to a quieter part of the hotel so he could talk in private. "Mr. Bass, this is Joesph. I just wanted to check in with you and see if you needed me this evening." Chuck was confused for a moment and then answered. "Joseph, you are Blair's driver and need to be available if she needs you. If she doesn't, then you are free to go home for the evening. I am sure she will call you in the morning if she needs you."

Again, more silence and then Joseph replies. "Mr. Bass, I just assumed that you knew sir. Miss Waldorf indicated that she wouldn't be needing my services anymore and that I should contact you for my next assignment." Chuck was surprised by this but needed to find out what was going on. "When did you last speak to Miss Waldorf, Joseph?"

There was reluctance, but Joseph finally replied. "When I took her to the airport this afternoon sir. She indicated she was going on a trip and would no longer be needing my services. I indicated that I would be here when she returned, but she told me that I would no longer be driving for her as she wouldn't be using the limo again. I just assumed that you knew of this sir."

Chuck pinched his nose as if he was getting a splitting headache, and asked Joseph if he knew where Blair was going. Of course she hadn't told him, but it was worth a shot. He couldn't believe that she would just leave without saying anything. Yes, they had argued and he was angry with her, but this was not the answer.

He ended his call with Joseph and hit speed dial number 5 of his phone. "Mike, I need you to find someone for me and I need you to do it quickly." He gave Mike his instructions and then hung up the phone and couldn't help the uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. Everything had been going his way tonight, and now the bottom fell out. Just the thought of losing Blair made him sick, and he never imagined this would happen. Mike would find where she went and then Chuck would make her come to her senses and come home. Running away was always his thing, not Blair's. She always stayed and faced her problems with her head held high. Why was this time different? What had happened to make her leave without telling anyone?

He would never forgive himself if this broke them apart. He walked back to the party to give his friends the news, and wait for word from Mike. The music was still playing but the crowd was thinning out as it was getting late and time for everyone to leave. He wanted to be happy for the success of the opening, but his thoughts always came back to Blair and where she might be and how he missed her already.

Note: Please leave a review and let me know if you liked it!