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She was flowing.
…Or falling?
She had no idea. All she knew was that she felt serene, at peace…like all the heavy weight had been lifted from her shoulders.
And it felt great.
To be away from the burden, away from the troubles, Georgina, the world…into a place where she…
Where exactly was she?
Clad in a flowing floor length dress, long blonde hair soft and light as a gentle wind breezed passed her beautiful face, blue eyes filled with confusion as she gazed at her surroundings…
Water? A lake! Or no?...
Blue…
Everything, everywhere was in shades of blue…black and blue…mostly blue…
She had no idea anymore.
Blue eyes gazed up, high up to eternity. She couldn't see the sky. Even if she stretched her hand, her eyes, herself, she wouldn't be able to reach that light above all the black blue. Twirling, roaming, twisting…
Serene…peaceful...swirling...
Was she just getting dizzy or was everything around her moving?
Serena…
A name.
Her name, she realized.
She looked away from the light of far, far away and tried to find that soft voice calling her.
Serena…
There it was again.
She turned around, whipping her long blonde tresses as she did so, only to find that she was on the blue…standing on the dark blue waters…the lake.
The voice.
Serena…
She remembered Georgina, the old friend who was threatening to destroy everyone around her…Dan, Blair, Eric… and she felt afraid…
She didn't move or dare walk through the waters, afraid she might suddenly fall into the deep blue waters and drown with the image of Georgina invading her mind and all of her being.
So she remained still on her spot.
Because she didn't want to die that way.
The waters rippled gently around her and the wind continued its soft breeze against her flawless face.
She inhaled the smell of nature, the smell of the sea…the smell of peace and serenity…
Where was she?
Serena…
Why was it everywhere peaceful she went, Georgina would always follow her?
I'm here, Serena…
But the voice wasn't like Georgie's. No malice. No plot. Simply just. So it piqued the blonde's curiosity.
If it wasn't Georgina, who was calling her?
Who are you?
And Serena found she couldn't find a voice to raise in this odd, blue place.
Serena…
The waters rippled a little more roughly now, the waves splashing even more dangerously around her…Something was happening. The voice was getting stronger and Serena's heart began to pound as she felt the voice's face being revealed to her.
Everything was spinning, twisting, twirling…
All of the blue…
And all Serena could do was stand on her spot on top of the waters and watch its magic dance around her.
A glow emerged for out of nowhere. A beautiful light. And all of Serena's previous thoughts were completely washed out.
She closed her eyes and reveled in it. She had never felt so much at peace.
Don't fear for me.
The voice breathed softly. It was close, so within her grasp that she had decided to open her eyes and see for herself who it was…
Blair?
Serena's heart swelled in relief. Her best friend was here with her, amidst the confusing, calming blue.
Blair shined before her, a rare and gentle smile grazing her soft lips. There was a certain glow about her Serena couldn't define and a sadness in her eyes that Blair decided not to hide for now.
It was a rare moment, for Blair to be like this. Open to her…completely being close to her…something was wrong...
What's wrong, B?
Blair was flowing, Serena realized. Her feet never touched the blue. The light was with her. Serena didn't understand...
A hand gently touched her cheek in comfort.
Comfort? Why would she need comfort? Serena wondered.
What's going on? Where are we?
Blair just smiled, understanding but silent.
Don't be afraid, S. I'll always be here with you…Even if you can't see me anymore…
What?
Serena didn't understand what Blair was saying. Serena could see her, so clear before her eyes, as clear as a bright sunny day in Manhattan.
Blair's eyes rolled down unexpected tears. Serena could only look up in wonderment and confusion.
B?
I love you, S.
Serena knew that tone. And then everything clicked. She understood the tears, the sadness, the comfort all of a sudden. It meant goodbyes.
Why was Blair saying goodbye to her?
I love you too, B. She finally responded. And held onto her best friend's small hand.
As if she was holding onto dear life.
Blair leaned forward and gently kissed her forehead. Sadness and love all filled in her doe eyes.
Remember, that I'll always be here for you, okay?
And she began to move away.
No!
Wait! What was happening? Serena panicked. The blue was taking over and the light was fading.
Blair!
Don't go!
She had no voice once again. Overpowered by the blue.
Blair was fading, disappearing before her eyes. Serena did not want to be left alone.
Its okay, Serena.
Blair!
Don't be afraid…
BLAIR!
She was gone. The light was gone. And the black and blue remained surrounding her.
But she wasn't at peace now. Not anymore.
Instead she felt cold and alone and scared. In denial. Confused. Lost.
BLAIR! Serena desperately cried out. It was no use.
She couldn't have that. She couldn't accept that.
BLAIR! COME BACK!
BLAIR!!
She woke up with a start. The ringing alarm of her cell phone blowing her ears, throbbing her already aching head.
Her arms flailed tactlessly and a glass shattered somewhere beyond her. She tried to open her heavy eyes, trying to get in tune with the world once again.
Hard wood. Nope, she definitely wasn't at home in her own bed. Nor was she in the blue again.
With all the strength she could muster up, Serena finally pushed herself upward and tried to gauge at her surroundings.
She groaned in disgust.
She was in some cheap ass bar club, probably somewhere in Brooklyn. She had gotten so drunk she had passed out on the bar with nothing but a stool to hold her upright. She was surprised she didn't fall.
She paused and tangled her already tangled hair, trying to assess the situation and what she should do next. More like trying to mentally stop her painful hangover.
…which definitely was the most difficult task at the moment.
Her head felt like exploding!
Well she definitely didn't want to go home. Not like her mother would ever accept her in without asking questions and she couldn't deal with any of that now. In fact, come to think of it, she didn't want to leave this joint at all anymore.
Could she live here?
She could learn how to do the dishes or be a bartender or something. She didn't know. All she knew was that she didn't want to go back into her world where Georgina invaded it, destroying everything that walked her way.
So Serena remained seated.
Her thoughts turned back to her weird dream.
She didn't understand it at all. And she didn't like the feeling at all either. Because it felt so real. As if Blair was really trying to tell her goodbye…and something…something else…
It was in her strange, sad eyes, in her I love you, S speech, in the way her cold hand touched her cheek.
Why would someone with so much light be so cold?
Serena had to wonder as she paused all sorts of movements and touched her own cheek, as if Blair really had touched her seconds before.
What was going on?
The dream felt real. And frightening. And… Blair was leaving her.
She didn't want Blair to leave ever. Of course, she never once paused to think in the past that Blair didn't want Serena to leave ever either.
She shook her head wildly, shutting that thought away. When she was well and over this hangover, she'd visit her best friend and ask what's up. Maybe Blair was just having a problem and Serena just had to come save her again. That was her job.
Saving the people she loved.
Her cell phone beside her blared to life as it rang its usual tone, it's volume twice as loud to her ears at such a time like this. Someone was calling. Serena wasn't in the mood. Shit. She wanted to make it shut up because it was annoying.
Her head still felt like exploding.
As she moved to grab it furiously, her hands froze in the nick of time as the voice mail came on.
Serena. The voice caller droned.
Serena choked on her drink as Georgina's sweetly distorted voice boomed through her phone.
I've been calling for hours now. But you're not answering. And I'm getting impatient. You know how I am when I'm impatient. I thought we've talked about this? Well, no matter. It's alright. There are substitutes for you when you're not here. Can't wait to play again. I'll see you soon, S. You're gonna love this.
Serena's heart doubled as Georgina emphasized the word love. She felt she couldn't breathe right. What was she up to now? Shit. Serena wanted to cry. And all her plans of running to Blair in the morning have been ruined once again. Shit. Shit. Shit! She was hiding again. From Blair, from Dan, from everyone.
Serena was running away again. And if one day, Blair decided to leave her, Serena had no right to have a say in it. Maybe that's what the dream meant.
Stupid spoiled bitch. Serena cursed. And threw her phone away as if it was poison.
No. She'd remain here. She didn't care. She'd drink her cares away and dream of serenity and the blue. Not Blair. Because that Blair made her dreams scary. No.
She grabbed another bottle of beer from the counter and carelessly drank it all in a gulp.
Drinking and drinking and drinking…
Drenched in the waters, lost in her sorrows…
She'd drown in the blue, she realized now.
And Serena didn't give a shit anymore.
She welcomed the blue with open arms to come and take her away.
Waldorf Residence – The Morning After
Blair Waldorf breathed in heavily as the morning rays began to hit her.
She stood outside her little balcony, gazing across the city as it slowly awoke to a new day.
New York was always beautiful and breathtaking in the morning. She'd briefly remember her sweet memory with Chuck when they had first watched the sunrise together on the hood of his limo and kissed once again after such long separation and cold wars had transpired between them.
She smiled to herself at the memory.
Blair glanced back to her bedroom just to check if Chuck's sleeping figure was still there and smiled, satisfied that he was still sprawled on her bed, blissfully sound asleep.
He was such an innocent boy when he wasn't trying.
She turned back gleefully to the city and the rising sun, when her smile slowly faded. She wanted to smack herself.
She had just gotten back with her boyfriend, they'd had great make up sex just hours ago and she knew she should be by his side right now, clinging onto his warm body and just peacefully sleeping beside him. With him.
God, she loved him.
She knew that now. And she knew he loved her too.
I love you, Blair Waldorf...
But Blair just couldn't bring herself to stay by his side and pretend that nothing was wrong with her, that nothing was bugging her and that nothing was troubling her very troubled mind.
Too much filled her head to make her sleep soundly beside him. Oh, how she wanted to. A night without any worries at all was another thing she desperately yearned for. But she couldn't have that. Not now. Not even with Chuck holding her close. Especially with Chuck holding her so close to him. She was afraid he'd just know without her having to say anything.
It was like she wasn't even allowed to be completely happy without having to worry about her little slight mis-condition.
He couldn't know. She'd decided firmly.
She'd been thinking about it the whole early morn she was awake.
She remembered him when his mother had died when he was young. He had locked himself in his own room, locked himself completely from the world. Living in darkness and barely eating. He was sick for days and never accepted anyone to go past his doors. Not even his best friend Nate…
Of course, being the young Blair that she was, she'd daringly defied him and walked into his doors as if she owned the stench-filled place.
There, he had let her into his world. Well, she let herself in. But the point was, she saw a glimpse of the real Charles Bass. And his world was such a dark, cold and heart-breaking place. Everything was in chaos.
Chuck had really loved his mother. And she had been taken away from him because of some rare cancer they both didn't completely understand back then.
Blair had taken care of him at the time.
Everyday, she'd grudgingly come by after school and fix up the mess he created in his room, tell him stories about the latest bitch she clashed with or what her day had been like, regardless of whether he gave a shit or not, or force him to watch her favorite movies. Sometimes, when she was feeling nice about it, she'd let them watch his favorite movies. She'd care for his wounds and she had become his annoying personal nurse.
Basically, at the age of 9, she had been his constant company until he was ready to face the world again.
And when he finally brought himself out of his cold world, he had changed. Completely.
Chuck Bass was born.
Charles was gone, along with his dead mother.
He began to live dangerously, sleeping with Georgina first then sleeping with the rest of the world after. Parties, booze, women. Although, he made sure he never completely opened himself to others ever again, nor to ever show his true emotions to anyone at all.
Except to her.
He had always been different with her.
He was always different with the people he cared for.
And now she was going to destroy him by placing her own grave beside his dead mother.
Perfect.
Blair was so caught up in her gloomy thoughts that she was startled when a pair of strong arms snaked their way around her thin waist and a delicate kiss was placed on her cheek.
"I see you've awakened."
Instantly, she relaxed and melted into his arms, closing her eyes as he planted morning kisses all over her.
And all her troubling thoughts just chucked out of her head. He had that effect on her.
She turned around and caught his lips.
"Don't you think you've had a little too much of lovemaking to last a week?" Blair inserted teasingly.
Chuck just smiled and pulled her closer to him. He had nothing but a sheet to cover him up and that seemed about to be gone in a few.
"I could never get enough of you."
Soon, her thin nightgown was on the floor before she knew it, along with his own sheet.
They kissed each other hungrily and groped at each other as if they hadn't done so the night before.
Chuck suddenly lifted her from the floor, erupting squeals from her and strapping her to him even more as made his way to lay her down on the bed.
"You have been very cruel leaving me alone in bed, Waldorf."
God, she loved it when he breathed her name.
The kisses and the groping and the clinging and the thrusting and the moaning didn't stop. Until they both reached their highest point of ecstasy.
Oh yes…
Chuck was very good at what he did.
Indeed, it was such a beautiful morning today.
The day that lay ahead would just get even better.
The Palace – Late Night
Chuck Bass entered his suite with spirits high in the air, he felt like was about to burst.
This was, by record, the happiest day of his life.
And he just couldn't keep that new goofy smile off his face!
He let his out-of-character moments slide for now. He was back together with his girlfriend and was just completely happy about it. He loved her. He finally told her that he loved her. And much to his surprise, she loved him back as well.
It seemed like such a fairytale, this whole love thing. Having someone love you as much as you loved them.
Chuck Bass was never one to be a cheesy, lovesick Humphrey, but he recognized these things, especially now that he was finally coming to terms with his own confusing feelings for Blair. He had always been afraid, had never wanted to commit himself to anyone but here was this doe-eyed girl he's known his whole life making him fall on his knees in the name of love… for her.
Things were starting to get clear now. He loved her. And suddenly, he felt like he could take on anything.
Chuck settled himself on his couch. And he sighed in blissful content, briefly thinking that it felt like he hadn't been in his own suite in ages. He'd been spending so much time with Blair, this was his only time back in his own private place.
He didn't mind leaving it for long days on end but there was always this sense of comfort whenever he'd step into his own private quarters after such a long absence.
Nothing could ever distort his territory no matter how cruel the world got outside of it.
That's how he always put it.
He leaned back further into his couch, letting its softness comfort his tired muscles - today had been filled with strenuous activities after all – and just quietly thought about his relationship with Blair. His Blair.
These days have been heaven and hell for the both of them. Heaven because they've finally reunited after all the shit they've put each other through in the past. Hell because of… that sudden breakup she initiated just the day before.
Again his mind was trying to connect the dots.
She had been acting weirdly lately. Being squeamish with him from time to time, suddenly dropping break up bombs on him and sometimes, givving him that sad, faraway look that he never could understand or put his finger into.
Something was obviously troubling her… He'd come to that conclusion one to many times already… But what? His mind screamed in frustration.
Until now, he still hadn't gotten that level over with.
And obviously, it was too much of a trouble enough for her to go to extremes and try to break it off with him completely.
If it weren't for Humpty-Dumpty's sister, they'd probably be still broken up, wallowing in their own miseries and possibly waging war against each other once again in the next two days or so.
He'd made a mental note that he'd have to thank Brooklyn's sis for this favor.
And then it clicked to him again.
Humphrey girl definitely knew something. Or… she knew everything. What Blair was hiding, what was troubling her.
Jenny wouldn't have come to him if she didn't know anything.
Because she obviously wouldn't have given a shit about Blair after the stunt she pulled on her.
But that secret must've probably been big enough to move the social climbing bitch or she wouldn't have been brave enough to come to him of all people and plead Blair's case.
Or at least a partial part of it.
He made a quick decision, he knew it could definitely jeopardize his newly made-up relationship with Blair, but he had to try to find a way to help her.
And how could he help her if he didn't even know what she was so desperately hiding from him?
Again, he was briefly reminded of how similar his girlfriend and stepsister were acting during the past few days. Desperately hiding secrets from their boyfriends and taking extreme measures just to keep everything hidden from them.
Chuck wondered if Serena knew anything about Blair.
He stood up, movements frantic, thoughts running all over his head and purpose in mind. He quickly grabbed his jacket and made himself to move to his door.
Coming from his peripheral vision, something caught his eye that made him cease all his movements.
He swiftly turned back.
He hadn't noticed it before when he first entered his suite. But he sure as hell remembered that he did not put anything like that there.
He froze and all thoughts of Blair and heading off to Brooklyn or finding Serena temporarily flew away from his mind.
Something was amiss…
Because Chuck swore he did not leave that bottle of tequila with a shot glass by its side on his bar counter.
Scotch perhaps, would've have been understandable. That was after all the drink he was currently drowning in before he left this place for Blair's.
Well that was amiss now and in it's place was some bottle of tequila he only reserved for when he was having a party.
Alarm bells began ringing in his head.
Someone was in his suite…
He thought this place had the top-notch security in the whole world – an exaggeration, of course – but still top-notch enough to guard his privacy and his home.
He was so going to fire a bunch of the Palace staff as soon as he found out who broke into his suite.
"Oh geez Bass, don't be so tense. It's so unbecoming of you."
The temperature seemed to have dropped a Fahrenheit down as soon as he heard the voice.
The voice he hated with his entire being. Him and a few others too, he added.
He slowly turned to face her, all defenses up, his face darkening, and his voice as sinister as hers.
"What the hell are you doing here, Georgina?"
The real question was: How did she get in here?
Damn. He was seriously going to do a lot of firing after he throws the bitch out of his room.
Georgina purred and inched closer to him. Chuck wanted to die right then and there. Or he wanted to push her away from him, wring her neck and throw her body out the window…or something…
"Aww Chuck, where's your fun?" And suddenly her hands were placed delicately on his shoulders and her face was so close to his. Shit. "You used to have a lot of those back then when we…"
And just when her cold lips were about to touch his, he roughly shoved her away, completely knocking her on the couch and accidentally knocking a couple of very expensive furniture as she went down hard.
Chuck Bass couldn't have cared less about the furniture though.
He was furious.
"Get out." He boomed menacingly. She was momentarily petrified by his unexpected actions and he gained even more power as he looked unemotionally at her terrified eyes. "Get out of my suite and get out of this town. You're not welcomed here. Leave Serena alone. Leave me alone and get out. Or I swear to God, I will destroy you."
Instead of her running out as he imagined her to do right about this instant, she gave a loud, piercing shrill of a laugh.
This completely irked and annoyed Chuck all the more but he stood his ground as he watched the psycho before him laugh her lungs out as if he just told some sort of funny joke.
This wasn't fucking funny. And Chuck was fucking laughing.
"May I ask what is it you find so damn funny?"
After a few more annoying moments filled with her joyous laughter, she finally quieted down into a chilling silence and calmly stood up.
This sudden change in behavior completely baffled Chuck and more than ever he just wanted her out. Now.
"Au contraire, Chuck." She hissed. "I think it is I who will be the one to destroy you."
She gave him the once over and smirked at him, as if this was some mere game to her.
"She hasn't told you yet, has she?"
Chuck understood immediately that she meant Blair.
Alarms were blaring all over his brain, deafening him.
"Stay away from her."
Georgina wasn't going to touch his girl, he'd make sure of that.
She just giggled in glee. The absolute psycho.
"I can't believe it." She said shaking her head mockingly. "Snow White, the perfect, innocent, honest girlfriend of yours didn't even bother to tell you, her boyfriend, her deepest darkest secret."
The siren kept ringing in his head. Georgina knew Blair's secret…whatever the hell it was.
Georgina knew Blair's secret…
Holy Mother of -
He tried to keep himself calm but this mere fact meant Blair was placed the most dangerous grounds without her even knowing it. He couldn't allow her to get hurt. He had to protect her.
Damn it. It seemed the whole world knew "Blair's secret" except him.
This upset him.
Obviously.
And Georgina knew too. And so she used it to her advantage.
"Blair Waldorf…" She droned one, taunting him. "The one and only girl who you have made yourself to love…" She spat out with disgust, turned her back on him and made her way to the counter, mindlessly pouring herself a drink as if she owned the place. She took a sip. "I'm sure she loves you as much as you do her." Another sip. "But then, I wonder, why is it that she hasn't trusted you enough with her big secret?"
Chuck's jaw clenched. He knew she was completely manipulating him, twisting his mind…He knew he shouldn't be buying whatever she was saying now but...
She made a point.
Why hadn't Blair trusted him enough with her secret? Why did he have to beg it off from someone else? Humphrey's sister, for that matter?
Georgina looked straight at his eyes, playfully, challenging. She shrugged as if nonchalant.
"Maybe she's just scared. You know? After that stunt you pulled, it's really hard to find trust after something like that happened." She chuckled delighted. "You are still, after all, Chuck Bass."
She said his name with such venom that it jolted sense in him, snapping him back to the real world.
"What do you want, Sparks?"
He was cutting down to the chase. If he was, so would she.
"Simple. You."
What?!
"Excuse me?" Did she just say what he thought she said?
Georgina put her drink aside and slowly moved closer to him again, careful and cautious this time around, but still playful and malicious.
"You heard me."
"Why the hell would I want you?" Chuck spat out distastefully. He'd rather hang himself, honestly.
"Here's what, you spend the night with me, I tell you Blair's secret. It's the perfect exchange."
When Chuck remained silent, she knew he was considering her little bribe.
"Aww…come on, Chuck. There is a reason why Blair would still keep up with secrets with you. She doesn't trust you. And with good reason. You can never really be faithful. You abhor commitment and fear it. You want this. Sleeping around with a bunch of women from time to time. And even if your so called love would prevent you from doing so now, it's something you'd regret later on.
"I'm just trying to save you from a hell life such as that. I was always your first. And I'm here now to be your salvation. Chuck Bass. I made you. It's who you are. Take it."
And with that she slowly unbuttoned her jacket and needless to say, she wore nothing but a blue lace bra underneath it. Licking her lips seductively, knowing this was probably turning him on.
"Just the way you like it." She whispered sultrily.
And then, she kissed him.
Full on, tongues and all.
And he responded.
Georgina laughed inside as he fell perfectly into her little trap. Playing with Chuck Bass had always been such an easy thing.
It was Chuck Bass we were talking about here anyway.
Too bad for Blair Waldorf. Unfortunately.
She tried to rid him of the jacket he put on only minutes ago and sat him on his couch, climbing onto his lap, completely taking control.
She moaned as she continued kissing hungrily the lovesick fool completely wrapped around her little finger.
"Just like old times."
She was about to strip him off completely with his shirt when he momentarily stopped kissing her and moved to whisper in her ear.
"Yes, once a slut, always will be."
He didn't say with his usual sexy, seductive voice. He said it with so much cruelty that Georgina had to pull back and stare shock at the sudden turn of events.
What was happening?
"That's right. Put it on me like the slut that you are." He smirked. "No wonder Serena had decided to shift gears these days. Probably got tired with the life you were leading her into. I wouldn't blame her, of course."
He knew he hit the right mark when he saw a flash of pain cross her eyes for a fraction of a second.
He didn't waste any more time. He mindlessly threw her off his lap so she landed on his floor again, got up, fixing his polo and made his way to open the door as if nothing had just happened between them.
He didn't say anything anymore, merely gestured with his hand to slowly make her way out, like some stewardess ushering their passengers out of the airplane.
Georgina's eyes flashed with anger and humiliation as she realized that she was the one who had just been played.
She couldn't believe it. The Chuck Bass had played her. And made her appear as if she was one of his whores that he picked up from some cheap-ass bar.
She grabbed her jacket at her side, swiftly put it on. stood up angrily and glared at him with so much hatred.
"How dare you. You are going to pay for this, Bass." She hissed. "Remember what I said about I will destroy you." She smirked evilly and made to walk out of the door. "Tell her precious girlfriend to start watching her back or rather, her heart."
That did it.
Chuck shoved her to the wall, his hands tightly wrapped around her neck, eyes blazed with so much darkness and anger. He could've killed her right now if he wanted to.
And by God, did he want to.
He was completely pissed right now.
"You. Stay. Away. From. Blair." He warned dangerously again. One more move and her neck would be broken.
Georgina didn't even seem fazed. But he knew she was terrified of his violent actions and so she made herself loosen around his heavy hand and inched closer to his face and whispered, "Fine. She wasn't really my target anyway. Just trying to have some fun."
After a long moment of staring at each other, challenging blue and brown eyes clashing with one another, Chuck finally released her, satisfied with her answer.
He didn't buy it, of course but knew she'd stay away. For now.
Georgina brushed his hands away and patted her jacket as if dust had just clung to her.
She began to make her way out of his door, when she threw a parting statement to him over her shoulder.
"Perhaps Blair should be the one to explain the truth to you, that is, if she'd ever bring herself to trust you completely."
And with that, Georgina f-ing Sparks was gone.
Bitch.
Chuck slammed his door shut at her wake.
The happiest day in his life suddenly took a wrong turn and became the worst day of his life.
He walked over to his bar counter and brought out his favorite Scotch once again.
He thought about the things that Georgina said as he gulped a full glass in one second.
He couldn't hide it. He was worried. Completely, utterly worried.
Blair was in so much trouble now and he realized the impact of that. Georgina knew everything about her and Georgina wasn't kidding around. And no matter how much he threatened her now, he knew she'd strike again soon.
He couldn't predict Georgina's next move and that was the problem.
Damn it!
This was Serena's fault. If she hadn't brought back that psychopath of an old friend, none of this would be happening.
Speaking of the blondie, where the hell has his step-sister been running to these days?
A/N: alright so that was chapter 14. another long chapter, i know. How am I doing so far?
Please don't kill me for that slight Chuck - Georgina action back there. I had to wonder. :p
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