Chuck's POV
'What is it?' Carlisle hurried over to me worried.
The dark Alaskan night sparkled with stars above as endless snow stretched before me. In the distance the multi-coloured heads of my new family disappeared over another snow dune, in search of their prey but the blond doctor stood feet away with a concerned expression fixed on his face.
'Nothing, nothing,' I mumbled shaking my head wearily shrugging my adoptive father off.
'Chuck, when one of my children suddenly stops still and doesn't move an inch for several seconds I think something is up,' Carlisle gazed over me thoughtfully, 'especially when we're on a hunt.
'I don't know I just got this feeling,' I muttered, ashamed I had been caught in my moment of weakness but slightly touched that the doctor had been keeping an eye on me all the same.
'A feeling?' Carlisle asked dumbfound, probably all ready going though countless options and ideas of my diagnosis, 'what sort? A physical one or emotional?'
I shuffled my feet nervously. Great, now Carlisle thinks I'm some sort of nut job. Thank god we smelled that family of bears or the rest of our family would have stayed and listened to my pathetic nonsense.
'It's probably nothing. I'm fine, really,' I tried to slip past him but Carlisle grabbed my arm. I expected a stern lecture but all I received was one blonde raised eyebrow that clearly said 'stop messing with me and tell me what's wrong,'
Rule Number 15 of being a Vampire: Raised eyebrows are not to be messed with.
'It's just I get this feeling, like a connection,' I sneaked a glance at Carlisle's face to judge his reaction but he was carefully nodding. I hate telling people my feelings and stuff; I've never liked it even when I was a child. Only with Blair can I say anything without feeling like a complete fool, 'when Blair does something stupid or puts herself at risk. It started when I was changed though I had gut feelings when I was a human about when Blair was going to hurt herself. I suppose it's like my gift though a lousy one at that. It can't stand up to mind reading or seeing the future,'
'Hmmm…' was Carlisle answer to my musings.
'It's nothing as you can see,' I muttered again. Quickly I began running off to the scent of the others, embarrassed by my outburst.
'Well, I'll take it into account,' Carlisle said as he caught up with me, 'but they're with Alice. She would never put our family in danger or let Blair do the same. Trust your mate,'
'I'll try but I know Blair and I think she's gone behind my back,' I confessed my darkest suspicions wearily. It had been nagging at the back of my mind since Blair slammed the door in my face; the look in her eyes moments before had been hiding something from me and the only possibility I could think of was that she had gone against Carlisle to New York.
The doctor didn't answer for a few moments so I was left to deal with the tangle of thoughts surrounding my head.
'When we return to the cabin I'll ring Alice if that will make you feel better. Unfortunately there is no signal in this deep a wilderness but you have my word when we return your problem will be my first priority,' Carlisle smiled over to me.
'Thanks,' I smiled back as the faces of the others came into view. Carlisle rushed over to Esme and embraced her warmly. While it usually took years for me to trust someone and then not entirely, I was all ready thinking of Carlisle and Esme as the parents I never had but always wanted. Carlisle easy use of calling me one of his children had sent a happy wave through me though I would never admit it to anyone ever. I think it says something about your upbringing when a coven of vampires can give you more love than a family of humans. Only having Blair here would make this picture complete.
'Please don't do anything stupid Blair,' I whispered into the still night air as I raced over to join my family.
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Gossip Girl here. Did anyone else see Serena looking like a lost lamb this morning on Fifth? Who you searching for S? Still waiting for B to make her grand appearance with C's love child? You know you love me xoxo
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Blair's POV
'Serena, Serena,' my shouts were muffled by Alice's hand clasping tightly on my mouth. Her and Nessie half dragged me though Central Park receiving slightly puzzled looks from bystanders.
'What the hell were you thinking?' Alice muttered angrily low enough for only me to hear, 'What if she saw you?'
'I wanted her to see me,' I semi-yelled against her stone hand. Curling back my lips I bit into the creamy flesh. Alice instantly dropped her prison tight grip and my escape became possible.
I stumbled blindly before four hands descended on me. 'Stop it Blair; people are looking,' Nessie hissed in my ear, 'you'll blow our cover,'
Instantly I stopped struggling. Shoot, I hadn't thought of that.
'But I need to see Serena,' I wailed.
'You can't Blair, you can't,' Alice said sadly.
'I have too, she needs me,' I cried pathetically. Now the passer-bys were really starting to stare.
'Come on lets get out of here,' Alice said gently helping me to my unsteady feet. Together they supported me over to a secluded bench that was mostly hidden from the path of humans. Alice neatly placed my dress down before forcing me to sit. I began to cry tearlessly as soon as I came in contact with the wood.
'I just want to see her once,' I wept.
'You know that's impossible Blair. Stop trying to make me feel guilty. You can never speak to Serena again,' Alice said annoyed, 'I still can't believe you did that after promising…' Alice's voice trailed off in my mind as an idea hit me.
Alice said I couldn't speak to Serena but that didn't mean I couldn't send her a message like an email.
'…and don't get me started on what Carlisle will say,' Alice was still ranting.
'You said I couldn't speak to Serena right?' I asked excited, my sobs forgotten.
'Yes, Blair. But you seem to forget that little fact earlier…'
'So could I at least send Serena a message that I'm ok? Supposedly she's been trying to find me for three years according to Gossip Girl. Please Alice, I won't be breaking any rules as I won't say what I am or where I live. Just one little email?' I begged Alice without embarrassment. This was too important to get self-conscious about.
Alice stared helplessly at Nessie unsure. Nessie was biting her lip looking scared.
'I don't know Blair…'
'One letter that's all I ask. I could set up an email account, send the email then delete the account straight away. Serena could never reply to me. Please, please, please,' I knew I was staring to win as Alice's golden eyes flicked with defeat.
'As long as the account is deleted then Serena wouldn't be able to find us would she?' Nessie said thinking, 'and maybe we could tell Jasper to cover our tracks just in case. He'll do anything for you Alice,'
I was beaming brightly. My plan was going to work.
Alice glared at me, 'Fine, but if this backfires it's your fault,'
'Thank you, thank you, thank you,' I shrieked throwing my arms around Alice and Nessie in a hug that could break a human's bones, 'I promise this will work,'
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Serena's POV
'Blair! Blair! Blair!' I screamed. I knew that voice anywhere; Blair was here.
'Hey, watch it,' some random person yelled at me. I didn't care.
'Blair, Blair, Blair,'
'Look where you're going,' another randomer shouted as I ran into them.
'Where are you B?' I whispered defeated. Maybe Gossip Girl was right and I was going mental. But I was sure I heard her shout my name.
'Excuse me, have you seen a brunette woman…' I began but was blanked by another raincoat.
I spend the best part of the morning calling around the UES fruitfully. By the afternoon I was ready to give up when my phone buzzed in my pocket. Gingerly I took it out to be confronted with a new email. It wouldn't hurt to check, it could be my mother saying I was allowed home again:
S, it's me B.
I gasped and nearly dropped my phone on the wet pavement. It was… Blair?
Before you read any further you have to promise me that you won't tell another living soul that I have sent you this or that you've have had contact with me. Promise?
Don't come looking for me Serena. I can't ever see you again ever and I can't tell you. You probably wouldn't believe me anyways if I told the truth, I know I wouldn't if I was you. But to save you worrying I'm fine and so is Chuck. We're getting married soon and I wish you could be there to be my head bridesmaid. Always know I would have picked you for that. I'm sorry I left so suddenly three years ago; one thing I wish for every day is that I could of at least have said goodbye to you properly.
I love you S so much; never forget that. But you have to move on with your life. Go back to Brown and finish collage. Make amends with your mum. Find some new friends who love you for who you are. Don't sleep with horrible men who only want sex. Meet the man of your dreams. Have a truly wonderful and amazing life with no regrets.
Thank you for being the best friend anyone could wish for,
Love Blair xxx
Blair was alive?
I yelled happily. Blair was alive! I wasn't going mental; I had heard her this morning. I clicked to reply to the email but was greeted by the message:
This account is closed.
Damn it. In a rage my phone slipped though my fingers and crashed to the ground. Shit.
Bending down I reached out to pick it up but I was beaten by a dark skinned hand.
'Hey that's mine,' I said huffily as I glanced up to the taker of my phone.
'I know,' laughed the most gorgeous man gazed down at me. His skin was chocolate brown while his eyes were the same shade of black as the thin wisps of hair that peeked out from under his green beanie hat, 'I was just trying to help,'
'I'm sorry. I've had a very weird day,' I said as I graciously accepted my phone.
'Why don't you share it with me? I'm an excellent listener and I know a great little coffee shop near here. What do you say?' the amazing grin was back in place.
'Great. I'm Serena,' I said cheerfully.
'My name's Savion,' the man replied linking his arm with mine. I giggled at his friendly casualness that was so different from the sexual forwardness other men made around me. It felt… nice.
'So Serena, what's made your day bizarre?' Savion asked as we walked leisurely though the crowded streets.
'Where do I begin?' I laughed as a plane flew over head disappearing into the grey clouds.
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Spotted: S smiling for the first time in ages.
