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A/N: First off - MERRY (BELATED) CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR! Sorry, had to get that off my chest lol. Back on track now anyways, new chapter and some more new family! Also Blair's penthouse is out of action for a while! Not much humor or plot in this one but I'm really just setting up for the next few. This is, once again, a twoparter, simply because it was getting too long. Tiny bit of B/C fluff in this, again, leading up to more in the next few.

R+R! And thanks so much to everyone who time out to review these chapters and even to read them. It really means so much to me and I really appreciate it.

*****

"Cyrus you have not met the woman, she is a monster!" Eleanor cried.

"You just said that she reminded you of Blair." Cyrus folded his arms across his chest.

"Exactly!" Eleanor sighed, "I didn't mean that, but I've only just gotten rid of my ex-husband and his male lover, I don't think that I have the strength to handle my mother right now."

"Grandma's coming?" Blair asked excitedly, "I thought she was on a cruise?"

"Oh great." Eleanor muttered, "Yes, fine, you were bound to find out anyway, God knows that maid can't keep a secret, your Grandmother is coming to town for the annual Winter Wonderland themed get together."

"Great, I can't wait to see her."

"And why doesn't that surprise me." Eleanor nodded wryly, "No that's not why she's here, she's here to grill me about the wedding and the fact that Celia Rhodes is flying in tomorrow morning certainly didn't deter her. Now if you'll excuse me, I have Godzilla to prepare for."

"Grandma and Cece don't get on," Blair explained to Cyrus after Eleanor had left to go and shout at Dorota. "Think Love/Hate only wipe out the love and double the hate."

"I see." Cyrus smiled, "Well I should probably go and save poor Dorota,"

Blair rolled her eyes and took out her cell phone.

*****

"Serena I really don't see what the big deal is, I thought you had forgiven Cece for trying to come between you and Dan. You were fine with her this summer." Lily reminded her.

"I am, but you can't honestly say you're happy about this visit either." Serena sighed.

Lily didn't say anything and Bart gave a nod of agreement.

"At least she doesn't consider you the spawn of Saten." Chuck told her cheerfully.

"Are you sure about that?" Lily muttered under her breath.

"Guess what," Eric said, dropping into the chair next to Chuck and grabbing a grape of the platter. "Blair just called, she's coming over and apparently Lia's coming to visit."

"As in her Grandmother Lia?" Serena asked, "Oh my God B must be so excited!"

Lily let out a sigh of exasperation and turn to her husband, "I tell them that my mother is coming to visit and they run for cover, Blair's grandmother flies into town and they throw a parade!"

"What time did Blair say she was getting in?" Chuck asked interestedly.

"Around eightish tomorrow morning. And Blair also told me to tell you to give her at least an hour alone with Lia before arriving and stealing her away, whatever that means."

Chuck smirked reminiscently, "I take it she remembers Florida?"

"Florida?" Lily frowned.

"Chuck spent a summer there with Blair and her Grandmother before sophomore year," Bart explained, "Cornelia was very fond of him."

"So fond in fact that she spent the entire vacation trying to set us up," Blair smirked from the doorway with her girl posse behind her "She never did like Nate..."

"It shows she has good taste, and besides, you had Pierre to occupy you." Chuck retorted.

"Pierre? Ooh, sounds scandalous." Hazel and Iz giggled.

"Ew! Gross." Blair made a face, "Pierre was this forty-something year old, crooner who had a crush on me, and it didn't help that he made Cyrus look like Orlando Bloom in comparison. And besides, I didn't hear Romeo laughing when Juliet the eighty year old spinster gave him the key to her room and offered to-"

"Yes thank you Blair, I think we get the picture" Serena interrupted quickly.

"Wait..." Kati asked, "Who's Romeo?"

"She was talking about Chuck, stupid." Iz replied. "Remember he sleeps with all of those girls."

"I thought that was Casanova?" Hazel frowned.

"Yes bu-"

"Girls!" Blair snapped, before plastering a fake smile on her face. "Why don't we reconvene in Serena's room and leave Mr and Mrs Bass in peace. You're more then welcome to join us E," She called back over her shoulder.

"What? I don't get an invitation?" Chuck asked the remaining girls.

"Sorry," Penelope smirked, "Ex-s are off limits,"

"Since when does that stop you?" Iz asked.

"Since she's still trying to get B to break Nate and Jenny up," Hazel reminded her as their giggles faded into the hallway.

"You know I might actually join them-" Eric tried but a glare from his step-brother cut him off. "Or I won't."

"Nate will be here soon, you can join us."

"Yay."

"Girls, I am going to get going," Blair decided later that night.

"What? B I thought you were sleeping over," Serena pouted.

"I was, but Cyrus and my Mom went to that spa for the night before they pick Lia up at the airport, and Dorota's at her sisters again so I have the house to myself." Blair shrugged.

"To yourself huh? Sure there's not a boy?" Penelope asked.

Blair smiled mysteriously and didn't reply.

"Goodnight Blair," Serena rolled her eyes at her best friend.

Blair just laughed and winked at her before leaving the room and bidding goodnight to Lily and Bart.

*****

Less then an hour later saw Blair tucked up in bed, alone, with the Godiva gold collection at one side, Audrey playing on her flatscreen, and a glass of her favorite Dom Pérignon in her hand. She let out a contented sigh as she popped a truffle into her mouth and relaxed against the comforter.

A loud creak disrupted her relaxation. She looked around quickly before passing it off as Diablo messing about downstairs.

"Diablo come here," She called, grudgingly getting out of bed and walking to her doorway. "Diabl- Aah!" She screeched as the house gave out an almighty groan and water came pouring out from the roof overhead her bathroom. She slowly walked in the direction of the bathroom, screaming as even more of the roof collapsed, this time on top of her wardrobe.

Blair immediately grabbed her cellphone and called 911. "Hi, my name Blair Waldorf and the roof- the roof of my apartment of my apartment is collapsing!" She quickly gave them the address and listened as they told her to leave the house immediately and not to stop for anything. Nodding Blair hung up the phone and grabbed her dressing gown and her jewelery box that she always kept next to her bed, slipped on the red glittery Manolo's that she had discarded earlier that evening, and ran downstairs and scooped Diablo up from where she was sleeping comfortably on the sofa and got into the elevator as quickly as possible, once inside she took a deep breath and dialed her Mom's number, predictably it went to voicemail she sighed and left a message.

She was about to dial Serena's number when she remembered that the girls were sleeping over and she really didn't want to face them, she let out another sigh before getting out of the elevator and sneering at the night watchman who was fast asleep at his station. Debating internally about the need to stay and wait for the fire brigade or the police or whoever was coming, she decided negatively and shook the watchman awake none too gently. She told him the least possible details and instructed him to tell the services that she would be staying at a friends house. He gave a vague nod before turning over and going back to sleep again.

She glared at him before taking out her phone and dialing a number, she hesitated for a minute before pressing send.

"Blair?" Chuck's sleepy voice called. "It's gone two a.m., what can you possibly want at this hour?"

"I need your help," She said, trying her hardest not to let what she was feeling show in her voice.

"I knew you couldn't resist me, but why call? If you wanted me you know I'm right down the hall."

"Ew Chuck!" She forced a disgusted tone. "I- I'm not at Serena's, I went home early. Now will you please come and pick me up?" She heard the tremor in her voice and winced.

"Why?" His tone was softer now, more urgent, "What happened, where are you?"

"I'm at home, well the lobby at home, there's something up with the roof of the penthouse. Water kept pouring down, and it started to collapse. Serena's busy with the girls, my mom's not answering her cell, and I just- I didn't know who else to call." She furiously wiped tears from her eyes.

"Don't move, I'll be there in ten." He said quickly and hung up.

Blair looked around, glaring at the doorman who was ogling her in her slip and tied her dressing gown even tighter around her waist while attempting to hold both Diablo and her jewelery box securely.

"Diablo if you don't stop squirming I swear I will give you to Chuck to eat." She hissed angrily. When a limo pulled up in front of the glass Blair sighed with relief and hurried over to a very disheveled looking Chuck.

"Waldorf care to explain?" He asked testily, eying her outfit and the items she was holding before allowing her to slide into the limo in front of him. "Home." He instructed the driver.

"No! Take me to the Palace, I am not facing the girls like this." Blair leaned her head back against the seat with a thump.

"Not that I'm complaining, but what is with the choice of apparel?" Chuck asked finally.

"When the roof collapsed the water hit my closet- Yes, yes laugh it up," She scowled as he sniggered. "I'm lucky I keep my dressing gown next to my vanity, not to mention my jewelery box."

"Just one question," Chuck eyed the cat that he was now holding at arms length. "Did you really have to save the cat? I mean really Waldorf..."

Blair took one look at him before bursting out laughing despite herself. "Ugh why do these things always happen to me!? I'm telling you I'm jinxed."

"You are heiress to a billion dollar fortune, you are Queen of Constance Billiards and St Jude's, you have hundreds of guys fawning over you on any given day, not to mention the fact that you're drop dead gorgeous, and you have the luxury of being in Chuck Bass' presence." He reminded her, "I highly doubt that you're jinxed."

"Stop trying to charm me Bass," She groaned. "I've been up since five this morning seeing Daddy and Roman off to the airport." She leaned her head against his shoulder and reached over to pet her very disgruntled cat.

"What does that have to do with anything?" He asked.

"I'm so tired that it just might work." She gave him a wicked smirk that would rival his as he shook his head and smiled down at her.

*****

"I take it I'm sleeping on the couch," Chuck sighed as he saw Blair sprawled out across his bed in suite 1812.

"Do whatever you want Bass," She yawned. "Of course if you had gotten me my own room we wouldn't have this problem..."

"I tried Waldorf, but you heard what Dexter said; all the rooms are full."

"Your father owns the hotel Bass," She reminded him.

"Hence the reason that my suite was available. Now shove over."

"No way!" She sat up on the bed. "I only just got the maid to change the sheets five minutes ago, I don't want you contaminating them again."

"Your stupid cat is currently occupying the sofa and I wouldn't out it past him to smother me in my sleep." He took out his phone and dialed a number.

"What are you doing now?"

"Calling Bart,"

"Since when did Chuck Bass start to care about checking in?" She scoffed.

"Since my father started caring where I was," He told her shortly.

"Well hurry up and make the call then. I want to go to sleep." She rolled over on her side.

"What? Does this mean we aren't going to paint each others nails and chat about the boys we like?" He smirked mockingly.

"You're heinous," She wrinkled her nose but couldn't stop the corners of her mouth from rising into a smile. "'Night Bass."

"Goodnight Waldorf."

*****

"Morning," Lily patted Eric on the head and waved at Nate as she grabbed a coffee cup and poured a large amount into a cup and drank it black.

"Long night?" Eric raised an eyebrow.

"Like you wouldn't believe, honestly, how can teenage girls possibly make that much noise?" She sighed.

Nate and Eric both chuckled as Brigitta, the foreign maid, came in and told them that Eleanor Waldorf was in the lobby.

"What could Eleanor possibly want at this hour?" Lily wondered, "Show her into the living room," She instructed.

"Lily!" Eleanor cried, "We just heard, is Blair okay?"

"I'm sorry... What?" Lily asked in confusion, "Eleanor, as far as I know Blair left to go home last night just after twelve o' clock. Eric do me a favor and call Serena."

"We got a call from Blair last night, apparently the roof in the penthouse sprung a leak and did some damage? We don't know for sure yet, Lenny wanted to stop by here and check on Blair before going home."

"Mom Blair's not here," Serena said from the doorway, her face was pale. "I haven't heard from her since she left last night."

"Neither have we," Kati and Iz chorused, as all of the girls shook their heads.

"Gossip Girl is a no go," Eric added, snapping his phone shut.

"What's going on?" Bart asked, "Hello Cornelia," He nodded to Blair's Grandmother. "Are Blair and Chuck here already?"

"Blair's with Chuck?" Several people asked.

"See Eleanor I told you she would be fine, crisis averted." Cornelia smiled.

"Why would Blair call Chuck?" Serena frowned. "Stupid question." She answered herself.

"Hey Blair and Chuck are friends remember? They always have been." Nate reminded her.

"Actually I think they prefer mutual acquaintances." Eric smirked.

"Oh please, acquaintances went out the window the second she slept with him in a moving vehicle." Penelope muttered under her breath causing the girls to titter.

"Either way I'm sure they're both perfectly fine, now, where can one get a drink around here?" Lia clapped her hands together. "Scotch, if you have it." She instructed Brigitta.

"Mother!" Eleanor reproached, completely aghast.

"Go to hell Basshole!"

"I hear my Granddaughter's dulcet tones already." Lia smiled happily.

"When I'm with you I'm already there!"

Both paused when they saw their audience.

"Blair darling thank Goodness you're alright," Eleanor rushed forward and wrapped her arms around her. "What on earth are you wearing?"

"You should have seen what she was wearing last night," Chuck smirked and winced when she stood on his toe.

"Oh I've missed you two," Lia reminisced.

"Lia, always a pleasure." Chuck said charmingly, kissing her hand.

"Ugh," Blair scowled, pushing him out of the way and hugging her Grandmother, "Hi Grandma."

"Blair darling you look divine!" Lia gushed, "Interesting choice of day-wear. Are you going to a party?"

Chuck sniggered and Blair glared at him, while inspecting the glittery cocktail dress that she was wearing. "When the roof collapsed the water hit my closet,"

All of Blair's followers gasped and covered their hands with their mouths.

"This was the only dress I had in Chuck's suite, I must of changed out of it after a party some time." Blair continued, studiously ignoring Chuck's smirk and raised eyebrows.

Eleanor nodded in understanding and turned to Bart and Lily, "I am very sorry for imposing like this, we'll be on our way. Cyrus!" She called sharply, distracting him from his conversation with Nate and Eric.

"Well where are you going to stay while the roof is being fixed?" Lily asked with concern. "We would offer to have you here but what with my mother coming to visit and Nate staying here while his Mom's away we simply haven't the room."

"Yes well," Eleanor added quietly, "With my mother here as well I don't think that's the best idea, let's not add fuel to the fire, so to speak. No we'll be perfectly fine in a hotel, it will be like a holiday – of sorts."

"Well I'm sure I could fix something up at the Palace for you," Bart offered. "I think Lily's old suite is available."

"Thank you," Eleanor smiled gratefully, "That would be wonderful."

"Dexter is such a liar," Blair hissed under her breath.

"I'll see to the arrangements now," Bart said, kissing Lily on the head and walking to his study.

"Penelope if you send that photo I will make your life a living hell for the next six months!" Blair threatened quietly, watching her minions carefully. "That goes for all of you, if I so much as hear a whisper of this on Gossip Girl you will live to regret it."

Penelope sighed, "Whatever you say, Queen B," She said sarcastically, snapping her phone shut and picking up her clutch. "Come on girls, we're leaving. Thanks for inviting us Serena, it was fun." She eyed Blair and Chuck, "For the most part. Bye Nate."

"Huh? Oh, goodbye." Nate said absently. Penelope huffed and stormed off, with the other girls muttering their excuses and following.

"Does this mean that Blair was joking about having a new guy?" Is whispered on her way out.

"With B? Who knows," Hazel replied.

*****

"I don't know Grandma, that last dress seemed a little extravagant for my tastes," Blair took a sip of her cappuccino which was quickly followed up by a bite of her blueberry muffin.

"Don't be ridiculous darling, you looked lovely." Lia waved off before narrowing her eyes. "I'm sure young Charles will most appreciate you in it."

"Grandma," Blair said warningly.

"Yes, yes I know, I promised myself that I wouldn't interfere, but when I heard the wonderful news about you and Nathaniel breaking up I just had to come to visit!"

Upon another glare from her Granddaughter she added, "Stop looking at me like that, you know that I think dear Nate is a perfect gentleman, but I never thought that he was right for you. No," She decided firmly, waving her hand at the waitress to refill her cup. "Nate was just a placeholder, pleasant to look at but more tedious by the day. Charles on the other hand... Well there was always a spark between you two, don't bother denying it – I've heard all about your scandalous love affair."

"Grandma!"

"What? Oh don't get so worked up, you think I was innocent in my day?" Lia laughed, "Heavens no, I remember this one time... no, your mother would murder me. But then once... No that's not exactly child appropriate either. I know, did I ever tell you the story of how I got together with your Grandfather?"

Blair shook her head and leaned in interestedly.

"Well it was the beginning of the roaring sixties, I was young and foolish and he was arrogant and selfish, not to mention a frightful womanizer. We met through mutual acquaintances, though he claimed ever after that it was fate, and fell instantly in love. Not that either of us would admit it! Oh no, we were far too pigheaded for that. We danced around each other for a while, each toying with each others emotions, dangling new playthings in front of the others face in the hope that it would coax a reaction." Lia smiled reminiscently.

"It never worked until one day after I had seen him with a girl he knew I loathed. So, being the mature, well-bred lady that I was, I invited his enemy and rival to accompany me to a society event. Richard was not impressed, though he managed to remain stoic for the majority of the night until it came time for the dancing! And oh did we dance, I distinctly remember Donald – my date - leaned down to whisper something in my ear, the next thing I knew I was being pulled out of the fray of Richard and Donald fighting, both were determined to leave a mark on the other. It took ten fully grown men to pull them apart in the end."

"What happened?"

"I was furious of course, I don't believe that I spoke to your Grandfather for several months, and he was too proud to come begging. And then one night as I was walking down by the lake, I felt him come up behind behind me and he whispered in my ear, 'Are you done sulking yet or do I have to wait to ask you to marry me?'"

"And you said yes." Blair breathed.

"No," Lia corrected with a glint in her eyes, "Actually, I pushed him into the lake and told him to come and find me when he was ready to propose properly and to be aware that I wasn't willing to accept any less then a thirty carat diamond for the ring." She smirked wickedly.

"That story was so romantic," Blair sighed.

"Yes I suppose it is, though at the time I felt like I was the unluckiest girl in the world because everything was so complicated." Lia smiled. "Everything looks so much harder when you're young."

"What age where you when you got married?"

"Twenty-two. I had your mother when I was just turned twenty three. Richard and I were together for only twelve short years before he died of a heart attack. Those were the best years of my life... Anyway, enough chit-chat." She changed the subject briskly. "We have some serious shopping to do, that armoire isn't going to fill itself you know!"

"Grandma?"

"Yes?"

"That girl that you loathed, it was Celia Rhodes wasn't it?"

"Why of course dear, I thought that that was a given."

*****

***IMPORTANT: The past few chapters, (okay lets be honest) almost allof the chapters thus far have had the non-Judging breakfast club's parents - Namely Bart, Lily, and Eleanor as a main focus in the storyline. I really like writing it and I think that you like reading it but if not please tell me now because I tend to make things up as I go along and I have a few idea's for more storylines that incorporate them without (I hope) being overly fixated on them.