A/N: Thanks again to all those who reviewed (I especially love the super long reviews). They give me so much motivation! Oh and I just wanted to say that I don't have a beta, so all mistakes I make are entirely my own fault. Enjoy! (And review if you can!)

Flirting With Danger – Chapter 4

"You have a meeting with Mr Ivan tomorrow, and here's the information you requested on Miss Waldorf," Madeline handed him a file about 2 inches thick.

"What? You got that much information on her?" Chuck looked at her incredulously.

Madeline nodded. "Of course, Mr Bass. If someone searched for information on you...it would be this thick as well." She headed out the door.

"Yes, but I'm Chuck Bass."

Madeline turned back to face him, a look of shock on her face. "You mean...you didn't know Blair Waldorf works for Henderson Inc?"

Chuck nearly spat out his coffee. "She works for who?!"

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"Serena! Why the fuck are you in LA!? Call me." Blair left a message. God, she was so pissed off. She had never worked with a partner before. Never. And she didn't want to either.

She got into the town car that was waiting for her outside the Henderson building. "Saks, fifth avenue!" she practically shouted at the driver.

"Something wrong, Ms Waldorf?" Ken, her driver, asked curiously.

She sighed, "yes. They think I can't to the next assignment on my own. Can you believe it? I'm going to have a partner!"

Ken glanced at her in the rearview mirror, "perhaps it's for the best. The mission could be more complex than your previous ones."

"You know what, Ken? Take me to Templeton Hall, instead. I need to shoot something."

Templeton Hall was the training base for secret agents like Blair. They could come and go as they pleased. At Templeton Hall, agents from differnt companies owned by the CIA could come and train. Be it shooting moving targets, running a few kilometres, boxing, or even just working out at the gym, everyone flocked to Templeton Hall.

To the rest of the population, Templeton Hall was known as The Templeton - a cheap hotel. Since it was located on the Upper East Side, nobody ever gave it a second glance.

Once Blair arrived, she went to her personal changing room and slipped into a green Juicy Couture track suit. Pulling her hair into a messy ponytail, she headed straight for the shooting range.

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Chuck watched as Blair alighted the limousine and entered The Templeton. Why on Earth was Blair going in there?! He snapped a picture and forwarded it to Gossip Girl. He knew it was such a high-school thing to do but if Gossip Girl told everyone, then he could ask her why she was there without her having to know that he was stalking her.

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"Blair, you need to come to headquarters right now!" Gwen informed her, in a panicky voice.

"Huh? Why?" Blair asked as she peeled off her sweat-drenched clothes.

"The director wants to have a word," Gwen replied vaguely. "Come ASAP."

"I'll be there in half an hour, I'm going home to shower first," Blair said and hung up. What could Josef want now? Maybe he had somehow convinced the board of directors that she could do this on her own!

Forty five minutes later, she was in the elevator, on her way to meet the director for the second time that day.

"Good afternoon," Blair greeted him with a genuine smile this time.

Josef frowned, "Blair, do you know about this?" He swiveled his computer screen around for her to see.

On the screen was an all too familiar website. Gossip Girl.

Spotted: Queen B leaving a limousine and entering The Templeton. Can you say ewww?! If you don't believe me, scroll down and see for yourself. I have proof. Thanks for the picture, SmokedFish221.

Blair was speechless. Who could have possibly seen her?

The director's steely grey eyes bored into her. "What do you have to say for yourself?"

"I don't know what to say. I completely forgot about Gossip Girl. It's entirely my fault," Blair hung her head in shame.

"You're such a promising agent, Blair. I just...didn't expect this from you," he paused and gave her a small smile, "do you have any idea how many Upper East Siders have tried to check-in into The Templeton since you were sighted there?"

"What?" Blair gaped. "Are you kidding!"

Josef shook his head. "It seems that you have quite an influence over people here. Anyway...it's all been cleared up but I was wondering...do you know Chuck Bass?"

"Chuck Bass?" Of course I know him! I lost my virginity to him! Blair took a deep breath. "Yes, we are...acquaintances. Why?"

"His phone was the one who sent the photograph to Gossip Girl," Josef shrugged.

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Blair phone vibrated. It was a message from Chuck.

Why the hell were you going into The Templeton!? - C

"Asshole," Blair fumed under her breath and called him up.

"So are you going to tell me why you were stalking me?" Blair said immediately when he answered his phone.

"Blair?"

"Yes its me. What? Have you forgotten my voice already?!" she snapped.

"I wasn't stalking you," he answered angrily.

"Oh really? Because I know you sent that picture to Gossip Girl and how the hell would you know I was going to The Templeton if you weren't following me?" she retorted.

He was silent for a moment. "How did you know that I sent that photo to Gossip Girl?"

Blair gulped. Shit. I can't just tell him - oh, I'm a secret agent working for the CIA.

"That's not the point, Chuck," she hissed. "Why the fuck were you following me?"

"I wanted an explanation," he replied. "An explanation for last night."

"What?!"

"I saw you almost get mugged last night. I needed an explanation for your sudden martial arts skills. I needed an explanation for you being so...un-Blair."

Blair closed her eyes and buried her head in her pillow. How could she have been so damn careless?!

Then she had a realisation. "Well, how did you know it was martial arts?" she countered. Not everyone could recognise martial arts when they saw it.

"You didn't answer my question," he said coldly.

"You didn't answer mine, either. We're even, Bass." Blair hung up. She had had enough Chuck Bass for the day.

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