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Chapter 10: Silence of the Bass

Blair Waldorf heard the sound of a phone ring. Blair pushed away a couple stacks of magazines getting to her cell phone. The caller id displayed the caller. It was Serena.

Blair wasted no time and answered right away, "Serena! Thank god. It's about time you responded. Where are you?"

"No where you need to know."

"Very helpful S."

"Blair, I just called to let you know that I didn't tell Madeline."

Blair did a little happy dance.

"Its good to know you came to your senses Serena."

"A simple thank you would have been nice."

"Yeah, thanks," Blair said quickly. Thanks for stressing me out for past twenty four hours! Blair wanted to add.

"B, this still isn't right. Madeline has done nothing to you. This affair has to stop."

"You know what needs to stop? You trying to be the mother Theresa in this situation."

"Blair I don't need your bitchiness right now. Just be thankful I didn't say anything."

"Oh and what am I supposed to do now? Roll out the red carpet and kiss your feet?"

"Kiss my ass, more like it."

"Too many have done that," Blair retorted.

Serena ignored her comment. "Blair just because I didn't say it last night, doesn't mean I might let it slip some other time."

"Are you trying to blackmail me?" Blair replied becoming defensive.

"No-but if it is the only way to get through to you then yes. As much as I keep saying this B, I'm doing this for your own good."

"Oh with all your experience you must know what to do," Blair replied sarcastically.

"B, it was different for me. In my case Maureen knew about the affair and was messed up enough to let it keep going as long as she appeared publicly with Tripp. Madeline isn't like that, she would be destroyed."

"That's what everyone keeps saying. Why does she have to be treated as if she was a fragile as glass?"

"Well if you weren't judging you'd know that there probably was a reason behind it. So, if you don't tell sort this out in a week, I'm going to tell her and actually finish the job this time."

Sure you will, Blair thought sarcastically. If she didn't do it the first time, what makes Blair think she will?

"Serena don't you having anything else better to do with your time? Chuck and I have this covered."

"Yes I do, but I don't want to see my best friend get hurt when all of this explodes and is left crawling back to me for support."

"That will not happen," Blair assured Serena.

"You're that sure?" Serena asked skeptically.

"Positive, now best friend I have things to attend to," Blair concluded.

"Yeah, living at home with no job, life must be tough."

"Don't even Serena, I got a job at a law firm since I've been back and I am very busy. What do you exactly have to offer?"

"I'm going to be late for my modeling shoot, I have to go."

Blair heard Serena hang up her phone and she did the same. What best friend would blackmail her "for her own good"? Apparently hers would.

"Well hello gorgeous," Chuck spoke answering his phone.

"Bass," Blair replied on the other end of the phone.

Blair continued, "I have a surprise for you."

"You do?" I'm hoping this involves-"

"Whatever your thinking, is probably not," Blair replied smirking.

"Pity," Chuck replied.

Blair rolled her eyes, "I think you'll get over it."

"Anyways Waldorf, what is this secret?"

"I'm not telling you! That's why it is called a surprise. Listen just come to suite 1812 in the palace. Bring a suitcase is all."

"When shall I be there?"

"Tomorrow at six sharp."

"I wouldn't miss it Waldorf."

"You better not," Blair scoffed as she hung up.

Madeline entered the dinette in the early morning. When she woke up she was starving and cooked up a breakfast for champions.

Chuck entered the room texting away on his new blackberry. He smirked at what looked to be like he'd been reading a text message.

"Good morning," Madeline pecked his cheek.

"Morning," Chuck sat down and kept texting away on his phone. He helped himself to some scrambled eggs and toast.

Madeline sat down across from him, "So I haven't seen you that much in a while. Is everything okay?"

Chuck looked up, "everything is fine. Why wouldn't it be?"

"I don't know, you've been spending many hours at work I just thought something was going down at Bass Industries."

"Nope, everything is fine. I'm working on a new proposal though. It's just taking up lots of my time," Chuck replied as he kept texting away.

"I see," Madeline spoke a little irritated at her husband's lack of attention.

Chuck's phone buzzed and he picked it up and smirked.

"Chuck…Chuck?" Madeline spoke trying to get his attention.

Chuck's head shot up, "Who's texting you so much?"

"Um… there seems to be a problem with the proposal I've put together."

"And your happy about this?"Madeline asked confused.

"No, my new employee seem to have a sense of humor with this all, lightening my otherwise depressing mood. Listen, I'm going to have to talk to some clients out of town. I'll be leaving tomorrow in the early evening for a couple of days. Is that alright?"

"It's fine…but you haven't spent much time Matthew lately-"

"I'll be back after lunch, and will be back to spend the rest of the afternoon with him."

"Oh… okay," And you don't want to spend time with me? Madeline thought to herself.

"I must be on my way. I'll be back after lunch," Chuck kissed Madeline's cheek and headed out.

Blair opened the door to room 1812. She still had the key from when they dated before. Chuck gave a copy to her in case he had something planned for her, or if she ever needed a place to stay.

Blair opened the door and walked into the suite. The style had changed to a white and black colour scheme and everything had crisp lines and modern style. Everything was still in the same format, but just different colours and furniture. Blair set her channel purse on the crisp leather black couch and walked into the bathroom to see a large tub, walk in glass shower as well as a sink with a marble counter top. Blair defiantly approved. She saw some of Chuck's hair care products that he used and smirked to herself. He used more then she did.

Blair then waltzed to the walk in closet. Blair noticed something. All the clothes inside were from when they dated. He kept all my stuff here still? Blair wondered. She would have thought he would have disposed all things involving her. Apparently not.

Blair walked deeper into the closet and looked along many of the built in shelves. She opened one of the drawers near the bottom. She knew she used to keep her lingerie in here. She opened it to find everything to how she left it. Blair grinned as she looked through her silky nighties and other delicates. Blair heard her cell phone's ringtone and closed the drawer. She then padded out of the closet and dug into her purse in search of her phone.

Blair read the caller display and felt a smile grow on her face it was Chuck.

"Bass."

"Waldorf," she heard him respond on the other end.

Chuck continued, " I just called to inform you that I will be available for the next couple of days."

"Really? And what am I supposed to do? Jump up and down at this kind of information?" Blair smirked.

"Well I told Madeline that I had a business meeting in Boston, when I'll be spending quality time with you."

"I believe we've been over this but I thought you were going to talk to her?" Blair spoke. She knew she was the other woman; but in this case it was different. Chuck and her never formally broke up. It's twisted and confusing how this all came to be.

"I will first thing after your surprise which I am so eagerly awaiting for."

Blair felt herself relax at this, "It will be something you will never forget Bass."

"I hope not," Chuck replied.

Blair rolled her eyes but felt her stomach become a little queasy. It had been an on and off thing for the past couple of days but it was nothing more then a couple tablets of gravol couldn't fix, "Well I must go now, but I will see you tomorrow Bass."

"Time cannot move fast enough but, I will see you then."

It was late at night and the day had been quite eventful. Chuck came home as promised and spent the rest of the day with Matthew and herself. It was nice to have his company, even though he will be leaving tomorrow again for a couple of days.

Madeline started to pull the covers up and started to crawl into bed. Chuck was in the bathroom when she heard his cell phone vibrate on the nightstand. Madeline crawled to the other side of the bed and picked it up to see who it was. Madeline felt her stomach drop to read the ID "BLAIR."

What was she doing calling my husband? Madeline thought suspiciously. She hit the ignore button and proceeded to look through his text messages. Curiosity was getting the best of her, and being the younger sibling meant you knew how to snoop around for what you wanted. Just as she was about to open the SMS messages sent and received list, she heard the toilet flush and footsteps come towards the door.

Acting upon impulse, Madeline put the phone in its proper spot and quickly crawled under the covers- not wanting to get caught. Chuck appeared rubbing his eyes tiredly and then crawling into bed beside her. Madeline kept her eyes shut appearing to have fallen asleep. Chuck turned the light off and turned his back away from her.

Usually he used to wrap his arms around her and fall asleep. In fact he'd been doing this for a while now… But it's kind of understandable; Madeline knew she sometimes kicked in her sleep. Madeline kept thinking about it and realized that something was up. He seemed fine, but all the small things that they'd used to do they didn't do anymore. They say to not sweat the small stuff but sometimes, the small stuff is what you treasure most.

Madeline shook away the bad thoughts and drifted off to sleep, slowly but surely.

Later the next day, Chuck finished packing up his overnight suitcase. He had to take the necessary precautions to make sure this would work. Then plan was to originally have phase two complete by now-that being confessing to Madeline about everything. But Blair got in the way and he could never say no to her. So Chuck resolved this by spending time with Blair, but then coming clean to Madeline when he returned. It was the only plan he could think of that would not have him continuing this mess. Blair would not want this to continue any further and neither did he. He already felt the guilt on a daily basis.

Chuck picked up his suitcase and set it down in front of the elevator. He went into Matthew's playroom where he said his goodbye and then saw Madeline.

"Well I hope you have a decent time," Madeline spoke fixing his tie, "And be sure to call when you get there."

"I will try my best to remember," Chuck kissed her cheek, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye Chuck," Madeline spoke waving to him. Chuck felt his stomach quench with guilt. He clicked the elevator button and the doors closed. Chuck felt relief not having to face her now.

Chuck descended to the eighteenth floor. He stepped out of the elevator and walked up to his suite. Suite 1812. He knocked firmly on the door trying to not picture his family a few floors above him. Chuck heard someone unlock the door and saw the door open to reveal Blair. She was dressed in her matching bra and underwear set that looked vintage. Probably one that was still stored in his closet here. She had on a white and practically see-through robe on. All of the thoughts he had previously had vanished.

Chuck stepped pulling his luggage beside him, and shut the door behind him. Chuck took her appearance in, "Waldorf, you look as stunning as always." Chuck smirked as he kissed her softly on the lips.

"Thank you," Blair replied smiling at the compliment. Blair guided him further into his suite. It had been bombarded by candles. Blair always had a thing with candles. Chuck could never pinpoint what it was but he thought it had to do with the atmosphere it brought to a room. The intimacy it brought.

Chuck spotted a bottle of champagne and chocolate covered strawberries and éclairs. His favorite.

"I hope you still like them," Blair spoke, noticing his line of vision.

"I love them," Chuck smirked just staring at her.

"Good," Blair smiled.

"Now why don't we start off with a toast?" Chuck proposed. He took the champagne bottle, popped it open and poured a glass for each of them.

"To us," Chuck said holding up his glass.

Blair studied him for a moment holding eye contact with him then echoed, "To us." They both clinked their glasses together and sipped at their champagne.

"So how is the lawyer's office going?" Chuck sat down on the couch helping himself to an éclair.

"It's going well; I have a case already that I have started on."

"That's great. I can see you in the court room arguing your point to the judge. Especially in a little black suit-"

"Shut up," Blair shoved his shoulder rolling her eyes. It was Chuck Bass at his finest.

Chuck noticed that along with the strawberries and éclairs was also whipped cream cherries, blueberries and some other fruits just as he was about to help himself to some fruit Blair swatted his hand away.

"Ah ah ah Bass, that is for later."

"What do you mean?"

"It's for desert, we still have dinner to eat."

"Waldorf, what are you planning to do with this"

"Now that is a surprise, but I'm sure you won't object. You'll enjoy it quite a bit."

Chuck had an idea of where this would be going,"You're a naughty girl Blair."

"No-I decided to remind you of that one time in Tuscany where you got to play that game."

"Strip poker?"

"No- you were blindfolded, and you had to find certain types of fruit…"

"Ah," Chuck felt the memories flash right through him, "That game."

"In that case Waldorf, Let's skip dinner and go straight to desert."

The next morning Madeline checked the landline to see that Chuck hadn't called. No text no nothing.

Madeline dialed his cell phone number. No response. She tried several more times but there was no answer. Madeline thought it was best to call Gina. She knew everything that went on as Chuck Bass's personal secretary.

"Hello, Bass Industries please hold," Gina's voiced trilled from the other end.

After thirty seconds, she answered, "Hello?"

"Yes, hello Gina this is Madeline Bass-"

"Oh hello Mrs. Bass how are you doing this lovely morning."

"Uh just fine. Gina, I was just wondering if the plane arrived to Boston okay."

"What are you talking about Mrs. Bass?"

"Um, you know the one my husband boarded for a business trip. First class, it left around seven thirty p.m. It was Jet Blue airways I believe."

There was a brief pause, "Mrs. Bass, Mr. Bass is not attending a business trip this week. Didn't you know?"

Madeline froze, what?

"Uh, yes Gina. I forgot that it was next week, so sorry to bother you." Madeline quickly covered and hung up haistily.

Madeline had this bad feeling in her gut. Something was defiantly up.

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