Hello! Okay, so this is going to be a TOUCH different. Why? Because it's a little birthday present for a WONDERFUL GG fan and twitter darling, Liz. Now, you know me, I'm CB to the core, but our Liz? She loves her some DS too. I know, I know, I'm baffled by it too, but I guess the heart wants what it wants. So to honour my lovely Liz... here is a DS heavy CB I Will chapter. I COULDN'T WRITE A TOTAL DS FIC! It's not in me. But I could have some fun. This takes place a few weeks or months after CB's epically wonderful wedding. HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIZ! Here we go...

Serena and Dan sat on stools at a crowded bar. His arm rested on the wooden bar, and was a prop so he could casually have his arm around her, while his other hand rested on her thigh. One of her long legs was slid between his open ones, and rested on the peg of his stool. They couldn't stop themselves from looking at the other, smiling and moving closer. They'd agreed to take this slow, but on nights like tonight, and pretty much every night, Dan didn't want it to end. He wanted it to be her and him. Unfortunately, they were here for different purposes tonight.

He watched her as her head swung around repeatedly, sending her long blonde hair flying around her and hitting him in the face. He leaned back a little with a smile on his face.

"Sorry!" She laughed, her hands coming up to his cheeks.

"It's fine." He chuckled. "I'm used to it."

She giggled and let his face go. "You better be, because I'm never going to be a bob kind of girl!"

He smiled again, loving the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed.

"So..." He started as he bridged the reason for their wait. "Blair gets us here, and then ditches us, huh?"

"Dan, it wasn't Blair's idea." Serena's mouth twitched with guilt.

"Really?" He quirked, not believing her for a minute.

"Really."

"So who's idea was it? Chuck's?" Dan snorted.

"Sorry. Try again."

"Wait... this was your idea?"

Serena sighed. "Dan... She's my best friend. And she's fun!" She fixed him with a look.

"And clearly you thought so not too long ago."

Dan's tongue lodged in his cheek, as he couldn't deny his Blair Waldorf phase. He'd come to the conclusion that every guy had one. Which led him to think about the man who would clearly have a Blair Waldorf life-time addiction.

"Fine. Blair Waldorf can be... something." He ceded. "You're on your own with Chuck Bass though."

"First off, they're married now. Newlyweds." Serena emphasized. "They don't do much without the other right now-"

"Or ever." Dan added in.

An affectionate smile curved Serena's lips. "True. But they're Blair and Chuck. Chuck and Blair. It's their thing."

"And secondly?"

"Secondly?" She blinked.

"You said 'first off' so that implies there will be a second point."

"Oh, yes! Second... Blair and I are best friends. This is what happens when two best friends have partners. They double date!"

Dan gave an exaggerated moan, and Serena playfully shoved his shoulder. "The last time Blair and I were both happily seeing people, we hung out all the time! It was so much fun!"

"The last time... you mean when you were dating Nate?" He drawled.

Serena blushed. "Maybe... I don't remember the particulars..." She hedged.

"Uh huh." He nodded. "You can tell Blair that I'm ever so happy to fill in the gap in the Non-Judging Breakfast Club's roster."

"I told you! This wasn't Blair's idea!" She repeated, as her hands ran up and down his chest to sooth his little outburst.

"Okay, okay." He said, not wanting to rock their reconciled boat.

"There's something I should probably tell you..." She looked away, as if scanning the crowd again.

"Hit me." Dan said, raising his hands and signaling to bring it on. "What else? Nate's going to stop by?"

"Full disclosure?" She looked at him with open eyes.

"Serena." He sighed. "You know we need to be honest with each other if our relationship is going to work."

"Okay, Gossip Girl." She chirped teasingly.

He rolled his eyes.

"Blair and Chuck maybe haven't spoken to each other in three days..."

"What? Why?"

"Sometimes, with those two, we operate under a 'don't ask don't tell' policy... So I'm not totally sure."

He was about to say something, but then an arrival to the bar caught his attention. "Speak of the devils..."

Seconds later they were joined at the bar by the newlyweds. The girls hugged each other, and Chuck scanned the bar, but before he could even signal, the bartender appeared with a scotch for Chuck and a martini for Blair. "Mr. Bass. Mrs. Bass."

Dan rolled his eyes at seeing this, but stopped when Serena's hand squeezed his leg. So instead he went with. "Hey, Chuck."

"Humphrey." Chuck nodded at Dan.

Dan eyes the other couple, and for a moment he thought Serena might have just been messing with him, because to all outward appearances, the Basses seemed as tight as ever. Their bodies leaned towards each other. Blair's shoulder pressed to Chuck. Chuck's hand rested on the dip in Blair's waist.

But Dan had been watching them, and writing about them, for years. There was a tension, and little things like now whispered asides about his hair.

"So, I hear you to crazy kids aren't talking. I guess we're in for a quiet night!" Dan declared with a smile and clapped hands.

"I'm not talking to him." Blair's eyes narrowed on Dan, and she emphasized. "It doesn't mean that I can't say to you..."

She then slipped in to perfect French, which he didn't understand, but given the way Chuck smirked and Serena gasped, he took it as not good.

"Shall we head over to the concert?"

Chuck looked down at his existing drink, and then back up at Dan as if he was a moron. So Dan only made seven slight comments about them missing the opening acts as the Chuck and Blair slowly finished their drinks.

Finally the two couples took their box seats at the historic venue, the girls on the inside, the guys flanking their girl, just as the lights dimmed. Serena squealed and grabbed Blair when Florence + the Machine came out, causing Blair to laugh and squeal too. Dan laughed at the energy. Chuck smiled because he'd always loved Blair's laugh... and everything else about her too. Two numbers in, Serena, Dan were on their feet dancing like fools, and Serena dragged a half resisting Blair along too, when Florence spotted Serena from the stage. A few minutes later a manager appeared at the booth, inviting them backstage. Serena squealed again, and started to drag Blair with her and Dan, but she stopped at the slight shake of B's head, and her nod to a still sitting Chuck. Serena nodded, kissed her cheek, and whisper/yelled over the music that they'd meet them in the lobby after the show.

Over the next hour Dan and Serena not only watched the show from backstage, but were called out onto the stage and danced along with Florence singing No Light, No Light. After the show they hung out in Florence's dressing room, and Dan got his picture taken with + The Machine. As they stumbled, laughing, into the now empty ornate lobby, he loudly declared that this was one of the best nights of his life. He quietly wondered, in his head, how Chuck and Blair could have missed it.

Just then the couple themselves, came down the stairs from the boxes section, and smiled at them in greeting.

"You guys should have come! It was amazing!" Dan burst out, still on a high from everything that had happened tonight.

Blair looked at him, confused for a moment, then shook her head a little before looking to Serena. "Are we done now?"

"Yep! You did good!?" Serena clapped and hugged her friend, knowing it had taken her a lot of begging to get Blair to agree. Chuck was easy. He'd go where Blair went.

Blair rolled her eyes and glanced in her purse for a moment.

"I've got them." Chuck smirked and patted his breast pocket.

Blair rolled her eyes, and headed towards the row of gilded doors. Chuck got there before her and held it open for her, and with a last nod, the Basses were gone. It suddenly hit Dan that he'd been tolerated that night.

"Wait..." Dan looked at Serena. "So this wasn't really Blair's idea?"

"You know you've really got to start listening to what I say." Serena teased with a smile.

Chuck and Blair came out of the venue, and Arthur was right out front, opening the back door when he saw them. Blair got in first, sliding to the far side of the limo, to wordlessly stare out of the window. She did not look over at him as he climbed in. As he settled in his seat, he undid a button on his jacket, then pulled out the scrap of black lace that was inside his breast pocket. He smiled as he rubbed the material between his fingers and remembered how she'd stayed standing after the other couple had left. She'd moved in front of him, blocking his view of the stage, but giving him the perfect view of her spectacular backside. She's started to sway to Heavy In Your Arms, and soon she was more than just swaying. Blair was dancing. Dancing for him. It was erotic. He always wanted her, and this was one of the nights she was driving him wild. His hands had grasped her hips, pulling her down into his lap, his lips seeking her neck.

Soon she'd been dragging him into the darkened recesses of the booth, doing things to his body to the beat of the music that drew sounds from him that was barely muffled by the thumping music. After the climax, both the concert and theirs, they'd taken time to redress and reset themselves before heading down to meet Dan and Serena.

Now Chuck looked at his wife, and then slid across the leather seats. He kissed her shoulder. She pulled it away.

"A little late to be playing hard to get... especially since I've got your panties..."

She shifted huffily some more, giving him her back... but this also gave him access to her neck. And in seconds his tongue was working its magic on her skin.

"Forgive me." He whispered against her ear.

"You stole from me." She reminded him.

"Just a little bit."

"I'll have to rotate out more of my shoes." She pointed out, still put out that he'd changed the plans to the reno of their master suite in their town home.

His lips sucked on her ear before whispering softly. "I took a little bit from both our closets... so that we could have a full nursery on that floor."

Blair froze at his words, and then slowly turned around to look at him. She wasn't pregnant, and they weren't trying to get pregnant, but hearing him talk about their future baby warmed her and brought tears to her eyes.

She leaned in to press her forehead to his, and he nuzzled back.

"Okay." She whispered. "You can have the space."

TahDAH! Happy Birthday again Liz! My lovely S! GIANT HUG!