Oh, oh. I was in Canada. No 'net access, which meant no updates. I just got back, so here I am.

Updating.

This episode almost made me cry. But I am able to work through this chapter because I am happy. I am happy because…(Doctor Who fans who haven't watched the finale, skip this part) Rose Tyler got her happy ending!! But not really. Except yeah…

Okay, okay, I'll stop fangirling now. Sheesh.

Continuing, now…

"Take one 'it' girl on a pedestal, add a crowd eager to see her fall, and give them the means to knock her down."

1x13: The Thin Line Between Chuck and Nate

Blair slid into a seat at the bar, staring blankly at the drunk boy in front of her. She breathed in and out deeply, closing her eyes in an attempt to keep from crying.

She took another deep breath. "I came to congratulate you in person. You ruined my relationship with Nate, Serena, all of my friends." She paused, fighting back tears, her breathing shaky. "Even little Jenny thinks she's too good for me. So, bravo! Just like you wanted." She thought back to her debutante ball. "I have no one to turn to but you."

Chuck raised his head slowly, focusing on the brunette in front of him. "Actually, you don't even have me." He sneered.

"Enough." Said Blair, feeling the beginnings of a cold shiver down her spine.

Chuck smirked. "I'll try to be more succinct." He paused, regarding the glass in his hand as he thought through his words. "You held a…certain…fascination, when you were beautiful, delicate, and untouched." He watched in pleasure as Blair hid her face with her hair as he spoke. "But now you're like one of the Arabians my father used to own; rode hard and put away wet. I don't want you anymore." He lied. "And I can't see why anyone else would."

Contrary to Chuck's belief, Blair was not crying. She was seething with anger as he spoke, and by the end she was simply numb.

She smirked. Numb was good. She could use numb.

She put her hand up to Chuck's face and pulled his face towards hers. Their lips met in a kiss filled with anger, frustration, and passion. Blair smirked, and bit down on Chuck's bottom lip.

He yelped in pain, and she smirked, leaning over so she could whisper in his ear.

"If I'm one of your father's Arabians, does that make you your father?" She whispered. "After all, remember who did all the riding, Charles? Wasn't Nate. Oh no. Nate was a one-time thing, and he couldn't even follow through." He attempted to grab her hand, but she danced away, still smirking, feeling the best she'd felt all day.

"You, on the other hand…" She turned back towards Chuck, eyes glowing. "You were just fun." She darted back up to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him, breaking away before he could begin to enjoy it.

"But don't worry. I know why you're being such an asshole." She glared. "It's not that you don't want me…" She paused, smiling. "It's because you think someone else will."

"Don't be ridiculous." Chuck said, feigning indifference.

"Oh, tsk, tsk, Chuck. Still acting like a jealous boyfriend." She teased him, having fun watching him squirm.

"What do you want me to say?! What the fuck do you want me to say, Blair?" He yelled, drawing the attention of some of the people in the bar.

Her smile grew, and she pressed herself up against him. He breathed in sharply, summoning every ounce of self-control he had. "Tell me…you want me."

"I want you." He breathed.

"Tell me that it killed you to see me with Nate." She continued.

"You already knew that, or you wouldn't be making me say it, would you?" said Chuck, stepping back. Blair pouted.

"Good to see that your back." He said, smirking.

"…what?" she was caught off-balance.

"Use your brain, B." he said, sneering. "Since when have I ever been able to say no to you?"

"Never…" realized Blair, eyes widening. "Why?"

"Do you realize what you looked like? Like…you were some puppy everyone had kicked. I figured I'd just have to keep kicking you until you had enough that you fought back." He spread his arms. "And look, it worked."

Blair considered it. "You know, that is one extremely messed-up battle plan, but you are right. It did work." Her eyes widened. "Oh, shit. I have to apologize to Serena now." She began talking to herself. "Take down Little J, kill Cabbage Patch…" she began making a mental checklist.

"Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain." Muttered Chuck, smirking.

"Do you know how to get into a locked apartment?" asked Blair disinterestedly.

Chuck stared at her. "If only I had my sonic screwdriver." He deadpanned.

Blair narrowed her eyes. "Rose, Martha, or Donna?" She pointed at herself.

Chuck scoffed. "You're too white to be Martha and too young to be Donna, so I'm going to go with Rose."

Blair smiled. "Good."

"I seem to remember us kissing a few minutes ago." Hinted Chuck.

Blair rolled her eyes. "Do you think about anything else?" She turned around.

Chuck moved closer to her so that he was right behind her. "Sometimes." He breathed in her ear.

Blair slipped out of his grasp. "Not happening tonight, lover boy. I have plans to make and friends to win back." She walked out the door, blowing a kiss back to Chuck, and winked at him.

He signaled for another drink and sat back down.

Okay, I kind of hated how Blair just sort of keeled over in this episode. She was just, like, oh…too bad, nothing left to stay for. Blah blah blah.

Sorry, I'm slightly tired.

Anyways, thank you to all my lovely reviewers and readers. You guys make my day when you review. And to any fellow Doctor Who fans out there, WATCH THE S4 FINALE. IT'S ON YOUTUBE. IT'S AMAZING.

Also, this was kind of short, but I guess that's how it happens. Thoughts?

See you on the review page!

Zoe