"So things aren't going that great, huh?" Serena asked Chuck that evening. Blair had left and so had Jack. But Serena had elected herself to stay and make sure that Chuck didn't run away again.

Chuck flipped through TV channels. "Can we not talk about it?"

"Look, I know that you probably still think that my mother cheated on Bart with Rufus. But I really don't think..."

"It doesn't matter now."

"Why not?"

"Bart cheated on her first."

"What?"

"In Bangok. One of the girls at the local night club recognized the name. Told me the whole story." Chuck turned off the TV. "Lilly didn't do anything."

Serena sat down next to Chuck. "I'm sorry," she said.

Chuck moved away from her, to the mini bar. Serena began to warn him not to drink anything stronger than coffee. "I know," he cut her off. "So how has Blair been?"

"She's doing good, actually. We went to the Hamptons for a while when I got back from Buenas Ares. Then things got better and we came back. Then you showed up again. Chuck, don't hurt her, okay?"

"Nah. Chuck and Blair is never going to happen. I don't want it to."

Serena nodded. There was silence. Then she said, "Blair went after you, you know."

"I know."

"Really?"

"Uh...she found me in the company of two lovely ladies and left. But not before we traded some heated words."

"Oh. She never told me that part."

Chuck went to stand in front of the window. "Heard that you and Aaron broke up," he said, changing the subject.

"Well, we weren't really..."

"With a last name like Rose how long can you really hold on to your dignity?" Chuck wondered aloud.

Serena laughed. Chuck could be so...charming at times. "We were supposed to get back together, but I really don't want to. What are you looking at?" she asked. Chuck's eyes were glued to something. Serena found that it was Blair. She and Jack were having a conversation outside.

"Okay, really, Chuck..."

"I know!"

"I've never seen you act like this. It's kind of funny. But heartbreaking," she added, seeing the look on his face.

"I've come to terms with the fact that Blair and Chuck aren't going to happen." His voice had that lazy swing to it.

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Serena was still asleep when Chuck woke up the next morning. Or afternoon. It was one-thirty. And Chuck wanted to see Blair. To talk to her alone and tell her that he was sorry for everything. With any luck, by tomorrow things could be okay for them at school. Since Chuck was expected to return back to St. Judes tomorrow.

Dorota told Chuck that Miss Blair would see him shortly, but Chuck took the liberty of climbing the stairs anyways. What he saw made him regret it. It made him regret going to the penthouse. It made him regret even coming back from Bangok. The bathroom door hadn't been closed all the way. All Chuck saw was Blair. And Aaron. In the shower. Or, from what he could tell. The girl's laugh was just like Blair's when she was... Yeah.

Chuck turned away in disgust. Slut. Bitch. Whore. How could she have? With her Aaron??? How long had this been going on? One thing was certain. Chuck was not sad. He was mad.

We all know how it goes on the Upper East Side. Don't get mad. Get even.

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Serena had been drunk. Of that she was certain. What she couldn't figure out was how she had gotten drunk. She remembered waking up to find Chuck drinking. She had tried to stop him, but somehow she'd taken a glass of something too. And now they were laying here in the middle of the room, passing a bottle back and forth.

"With Aaron?" she asked, for the fifty millionth time. Why wouldn't the room stop spinning. Oh yeah. Because she was drunk! And she was really hurt too.

"Uh-huh. So it seems," Chuck said, raising his self on one elbow, " that you and I are in the same boat."

Serena laughed. "I guess that you are correct." She rolled over. "Chuck, I'm sorry. About this whole thing with Blair. And then you come back and see..."

"Forget about it." Chuck's voice was lazy and whispery. His face came closer and closer to Serena's. They kissed, and the rest of the night melted into fog.

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"What the hell is going on here?" Bliar screeched, her voice high and panicky.

"Uh...Blair..."

Blair didn't give Aaron a chance to finish. She ran down the stairs, yelling.

"Mom!" She found her mom drinking tea and reading an Instyle magazine. Blair pointed an outstretched arm behind her. "Aaron and...Hannah are in my bedroom...in my bathroom...in my shower doing... Err!" she growled dramatically. "Make them stop!"

Eleanor had already set down her tea and was going up the stairs two at a time. Blair sat down on the sofa and crossed her arms angrily, not wanting to see the ugly scene again. Her room was contaminated. What had they been thinking? What if someone had seen them and thought that it was her. Yuck. Her life would be ruined forever.

Eleanor was yelling, more at the fact that it had been in Blair's bathroom than anything else. Blair rolled her eyes. She needed to go see someone. Namely, Chuck.

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Hey, readers! Okay, here's the deal. I'm letting you decide on the fate of Serena and Chuck's night. Should things have gone ...let's say: all the way, or should it have stayed with a drunken kiss? Whichever gets the most popular vote will be the way it went. But you need to get back to me ASAP. Hope you like it, and please (review). :) :)