Title: Going for gold.
Story summary: Blair is after the gold but what exactly is it.
Chapters: 4 out of 15.
Pairings: Blair and Chuck.
Rating: T to be safe.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Quote of the chapter: there would be no society if living together depended upon understanding each other. Eric Hoffer.
L O V E
"Blair". Eleanor shouted as she tripped over yet another box.
"Yes mother". Blair had only been there a few hours but already was ready to move out.
"Move these boxes". Eleanor barked back.
"It's ok Blair, Charles will get them". Bart shouted up to his new step daughter.
"Thank you Charles". Blair smiled at him sweetly as he placed yet another box on her already overcrowded floor.
"You're welcome Blair". Chuck was becoming irritated with his father's constant demands.
"Chuck". Blair called to him as he exited the room.
"Yeah". Chuck popped his head round the door.
"Drink". Blair titled the bottle of single malt scotch in his direction.
"Yeah. Who am to refuse?". Blair smiled as he walked to her taking the bottle.
"So who's pouring?". Blair smiled at him.
"Me or you never know I might get my lady friend to do it". Blair looked confused as Chuck walked
out of the door. "Don't worry Waldorf I'll save you some".
L O V E
"Charles time for dinner". Blair had quickly learnt using Chuck formal name irritated him.
"Im coming Blair". Chuck descended the stairs a foul look on his face.
"You wish Bass". Blair smirked as Chuck raised his eyebrows at her.
"Blair, Charles hurry up". Eleanor demanded as she took her place dutifully next to Bart.
"Yes mother". Blair sighed dinner with her mother was the worst part of living with her.
"Now don't you wish you didn't have to do this". Chuck took his place next to Blair.
"If you're just going to wind me up about it don't bother". Blair resisted the temptation to stab her
fork into his hand.
"Blair please". Eleanor glared at her daughter. Chuck glared at Eleanor
"Actually Eleanor me and Blair have a charity event to attend so if you will excuse us". Chuck held his
handout for Blair to take but instead she pushed out from the table and stalked upstairs, Chuck
smirked before following her.
L O V E
"What are we doing here?". Blair frowned as they pulled up outside a seedy looking bar.
"Keeping a low profile and some bonding time". Chuck raised his eyebrows at her suggestively.
"Eww Bass". Blair got out of the limo and began to head towards the bar.
"Drink". Blair signalled to the waiter who ascended on them.
"What's it to be". Blair was about to order.
"Round of shots" Chuck smiled as he saw Blair look at him.
"Shots, seriously". Blair looked doubtful before necking the one put in front of her.
"Yeah Blair seriously". Chuck smile before canning his. As the hours passed so did the amount of
tequila they consumed.
"Chuckie". Blair slurred as she tried to stand up.
"Blair". Chuck was used to drinking this much.
"I wanna go home". Blair had to repeat herself before he understood.
"Come on then". Chuck tried to support her as best he could trying to guide her through the crowd.
"Where are we?". Blair slurred as she flung herself on Chuck's bed.
"In my room whilst I get you some clothes". Chuck eyed her closely as she tried to roll under the
covers a thump alerted Chuck that is worst fears had been confirmed she had gone of the bed.
"Chuuck I fell". Blair giggled as she pulled at the covers and they feel on top of her.
Chuck watched from the door and smiled this was a new side to Blair, a fun side and if he was honest
He liked this more than he liked normal Blair, she was herself.
"Blair come on let's get you on the bed". Blair pouted
"but I wanna sleep on the floor". Blair made a point of putting her head on the floor but suceded in
banging it harder than she expected. "ouchie". Blair giggled again at the look on Chuck's face.
True he had dealt with more drunk girls than he had sober but this was Blair, she was different it was
his job t look after he not take advantage.
"What the hell is going on". Bart fumed as he stormed into the room finding Chuck holding a bag of
ice cream to Blair's head as she pouted and huffed clearly agitated at having ice cream on her head.
"I feel". Blair giggled again into Chuck's chest.
"Charles what the hell did you do to her" Bart stormed across the room dragging Blair up by the arm,
Blair stumbled in drunkenness which just infuriated Bart even more.
"I'll take care of her". Chuck wrapped an arm around Blair waist as she stumbled the second time.
"No I think you've done more than enough". Bart grabbed at Blair again making her yell in pain.
"You're hurting her". Chuck went to grab her again.
"And in the long run so will you". Bart let go of Blair making Chuck move to grab her.
"There is nothing between me and Blair". Chuck squared up to his dad.
"Good, cos I'm risking a whole lot for Eleanor she is finally reigniting my social status". It was then that Chuck clicked on to what was going on.
"You don't love Eleanor at all". Chuck was shocked.
"That's not the point". Bart tried to retreat out of the room.
"Then what is you and Eleanor is just a business arrangement". Chuck said before he thought.
"Don't you ever repeat that again". Bart fumed in Chuck's face.
"why it's true your using Eleanor as a good image and she's using you for money doesn't that make
her a hooker". Chuck was beyond caring. Bart looked shocked at his sudden outburst.
"Chuck". Blair stared at him in shock, yes she had heard the whole conversation but knew this was
between Chuck and his Father.
"Blair". Chuck turned to face her finally remembering she was in the room.
"How could you?". Blair stumbled as she tried to exit the room.
"Blair please". Chuck made a move her.
"Don't touch me". Blair fell straight into Bart who guided her almost paternally from the room.
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