AN: The previous chapter wasn't as good as I wanted it to be but I hope I'm making up for this one and the upcoming chapters. This is going to be a very short and light chapter. Something big's gonna happen soon. I'm cooking up something but I'm still trying to figure out how to make it work so please tune in and don't forget to R&R.

Spoiler Alert

Anyways, have you guys seen the pictures of Nate & Vanessa kissing? My, my, my! Am I totally surprised with this development and as much as I'd love to see C/B happen, there's a tiny part of me hoping for Nate to realize Blair's good for him and man up for her. I hate Vanessa, by the way… I find her annoying and I think her character's irrelevant. So this probably means that Nate isn't gay and there's a chance that it could either be Eric/Chuck who'll come out in the future episodes as what's been said in the spoilers.

Chuck Bass didn't know anything about love until he had his heart broken. Love and sacrifice are two words that go together; for only when you love someone deeply enough that you enable yourself to make sacrifices and in being selfless, you prove the unconditional love you have for that person. It wasn't because he didn't have the courage to fight for Blair that he has finally decided to leave (again). After seeing her and Nate together, his giving up simply implies acceptance on his part and so much more. He winces at the thought of him realizing all this while he was trying to sit comfortably on his chair at the back of the plane he's boarding. His pilot had some emergency to attend to and finding no substitute to fly his private jet, he bought a plane ticket to London at once after the fruitless confrontation that he had with Blair. Looking at the photos of them together, he smiled back at the memories he had with her.

His thoughts were interrupted when he noticed a dark haired girl wearing a white cashmere sweater dress with matching beige boots with stiletto heels struggling to put her bags into the luggage compartment. He stands up to offer his help.

"Thanks." She smiles at him with her rosy pink lips and emerald eyes.

He smiles back, saying nothing.

"Well?"

"Could you do me a favor?" He gives her a pleading look.

He takes his phone from his blazer and takes a picture of him and her.

She teases him saying, "Trying to make someone jealous?"

He replied in a serious tone, "Trying to make someone think I'm over her."

"Oh," was all she managed to say in response. "Well, let's make her believe that." She kisses him on the side of his lips as she takes his phone from him and snaps a photo of them together.

Blair just got in the limousine when she heard the beeping of her phone. She flips her phone open, rolling her eyes and smiling at the same time upon seeing a picture of a smirking Chuck and a mysterious dark-haired beauty.

Scrolling down, she chuckles at his text, "B, I think I just found my soul mate".

"Oh! My! I seem to have forgotten my manners! I apologize for not introducing myself properly." He extended his right hand towards her for her to shake, giving her one of his infamous smirks. "The name's Chuck Bass."

"Don't act so formal on me now. We just almost kissed, sort of, whatever." She said rolling her eyes at her words. "I'm Alexis Figuerroa. You may just call me Alex or Lex for short." Still she shakes his hand.

"Then Alex it is." He smiles at her again and she smiles back. They have been doing that a lot, seemingly. "You know, my parents named me Charles, actually." He adds, rolling his eyes and letting out a sarcastic laugh at himself.

She realizes they're both alike (with the eye-rolling and self-demeaning jokes/sarcasm). "I think it sounds like… royalty. It suits you."

He raises his brow with his face asking 'really'? "So…Alex in London. Hm?"

"New job. I'm starting over, New York's just drained me out but it still is my favorite city nevertheless." She turns to look at him and finds his dark brown eyes enchanting. "What about you, Chuck Bass?" She imitates the arrogant way he said his name.

"Need to work hard in order to earn a living." And get over a girl, He thought. But not just any girl.

As if she has just read his mind, she asks, "So… What did you tell the girl?"

"Told her I just met the girl I'm about to marry," he jokes in his charming way, handing her a glass as he pours champagne over his.

She lets out a small carefree laugh, raising her left brow at him, "Champagne's for celebrating but I'm not really sure what we're celebrating for?"

"Funny. I just asked myself that question. But I guess… Good things are bound to happen." He chinks glass into hers, offering a toast, "To new beginnings."

"And broken hearts about to be mended." She said before taking a sip of her champagne.

Nate Archibald was carefully shaving his face in front of the mirror while his fiancé was busy applying her make-up in front of the dresser in the bedroom.

"I won't be surprised to know if you land on a leading role in some big Hollywood movie in the future." He glances at her outside the bathroom door and back to his reflection.

"It's just a sideway gig, hon." They're getting dressed up for a premiere they have to attend to tonight, in which Blair had asked Nate to take him as her date two weeks ago. Blair has a cameo appearance in the new James Bond movie wherein she plays a receptionist. "But as I always say, never set your expectations too low."

After staring at herself in her vanity mirror for about thirty seconds and finally smiling in satisfaction, Blair stands up to help him with buttoning his dress shirt and fixing his bow tie. Nate enjoys her attending to him, doing things for him whenever they're getting ready for events like this one, whether it's for a charity event, some party or a family dinner. "Tux looks good on you, Archibald."

"What if I have to kiss someone in the movie? Like, let's say… it's a romantic story." She asks with a look of curiosity and playful tone.

"Well… You and I both know who your leading man is in real life, right?" He said smiling at her, placing his hands on her waist and pulling her towards him.

"Really? You won't get jealous at all?" She inquires, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"But… Then again, I think I'm just gonna close my eyes to the kissing scenes."

She places her lips on his and he kisses back hungrily, savoring the taste of her tongue as she grabs his hair. Their kisses always start slowly building up a tempo then a lot of tongue wrestling as they turn aggressive with each touch. Breaking away from him to catch her breath, she asks battling her eyelashes, "Like that?"

"Only I can kiss you like that."

She wipes the lipstick mark on his mouth and smirks, "Confidence. I like that." He grabs her hand away and tries to kiss her again and stops after he hears her utter the words 'I have to get dressed. Don't wanna be late for the big premiere.'

He zips up her satin white dress, kissing the nape of her neck then turning her to face him. "You look absolutely breathtaking." He takes a moment to take in her beauty. "There seems to be something missing, though."

Nate walks away from her and takes a velvet box from the drawer. He asks her to sit on the edge of the bed. Her face was filled with surprise. He adorns her neck with a beautiful black pearl necklace. "I think this would look perfect on you."

She knew a lot of men who hate spending their money unnecessarily but they don't seem to mind spending their money on things that can do something for them. Nate was practical but then he didn't mind ravishing her with such expensive and exquisite things. Every time Nate does something over the top, she feels like a real princess but this time she knew that he's only making up for his indiscretions. "It's beautiful Nate but you've just given me a diamond necklace." That worths 150,000, she mentally adds referring to the one he gave her when he proposed.

"I accompanied my mom to Christie's auction house and when I landed my eyes on this, I immediately knew it would look perfect on you so I had to get it. I was bidding against this nattily dressed gay man; who, my mom insisted was probably bidding for the wife of some new billionaire."

She laughs quietly and gives him a kiss on the cheek, thanking him. "I love you. Not only because you keep on showering me with luxurious things I can do without… I'm not that materialistic, you know?"

"You love me because?" He clasps her hands in his.

"I love you because you make me happy. You're my prince charming, my knight in shining armor. You're my own Paul Varjak."

"Well, in that case. No matter how mushy it may be, I'll say it anyway knowing that you love being cheesy." He caresses her face with his other hand brushing against the small of her back, "I love you, too. You're my princess, my damsel in distress… and what's the other one?" He says the last bit with a confused look on his face.

"Nate, you're ruining it!" She playfully slaps his chest, rolling her eyes.

"Oh yeah. You're my own Holly Golightly." He paused. "Beautiful, impetous and a big city social butterfly." He has watched Breakfast at Tiffany's a hundred times with her to know who Audrey Hepburn's character is in the film.

She can only sigh in return to his sweetness as she lets herself melt into his arms.

Back in the Humphrey-Van der Woodsen loft, Serena was brushing her teeth in front of the mirror when her husband entered the bathroom.

Placing his hands on her tiny waist while they were both happily gazing into each other's reflection in the mirror, he whispers into her ears, "The children are tucked in their beds, asleep. What do you say about..."

She wipes her mouth with her hand with him kissing her neck, running his hands wildly on her thighs and sides. Getting immediately turned on by his doings, she finally faces him and kisses him on the lips with all the passion she can muster. While having two children to take care of in the household and other things going on in their lives, they'd be lucky to have some time to share intimate moments together and this is only one of those rare occasions when they can make love. Despite him being busy with his booming writing career and her being one of the most sought-after eventologists, they were both learning how to balance their time between work and parenthood. Even though they have been doing a good job at that, they seem to spend less quality time with each other but nonetheless, their marriage is stronger and more stable than ever.

He carries her back into the bedroom, laying her gently with her hair messily laid out on the pillows. "Before anything else..." He hands her a white envelope.

She sits up and opens it revealing two tickets to Italy.

"Happy anniversary, sweetheart," he said placing a small kiss on her cheek. "We'll be leaving this weekend." He notices her worried look and was about to ask why she seems unhappy.

"But what about the kids? Who's going to take care of them?" She asks worriedly.

"My dad, your mom and Bart, Blair and Nate... I've already talked to them and they all agreed to take their turns in looking out for our children... so don't worry about it. I assure you they'll be well taken care of."

"So they all knew and not even one of them... Not even Blair gave me a hint?" She playfully pinches his cheeks. "You're one hell of a scheming bastard! Blair's rubbing off on you."

He laughs at her silly remark. "And I adore your filthy mouth." He cups her face in his palms and kisses her again softly.

And with his reassurance in mind, she finally squeals in excitement and hugs him tightly. "Finally we'll be having time for ourselves on our own-- away from here, away from everything! Our last time spent together without any distractions was like ages ago on our honeymoon."

"I know. I'm happy you're happy."

"I love you so, so much, Dan Humphrey."

He turns off the lights, lights some candles and they make love to Justin Timberlake's Until the end of time, without the CD player malfunctioning this time.