Blair and Chuck pulled up in front of the hospital in Chuck's limo. They both dashed out of the car, their party cloths still on, and
into the ER.
At the front desk, Chuck fought to find the attention of one of the nurses. Finally grabbing one he asked with a worried tone.
"Hi, I'm looking for Nate Archibald, he supposedly came in earlier this morning."
"Yes he did, you should be able to visit him in a couple hours."
"Why? What's wrong with him?"
"As Mr. Archibald is still minor and dependant, I can not disclose any information about him to you at the moment, seeing as you
not family. I assume you are not family?"
The nurse talked in an annoyed voice, last thing she needed was a bunch of rich teenagers bugging her while she was trying to
work.
Blair wouldn't take it; she spoke with rage, and determination in her eyes.
"Look lady, I don't know if you know who your talking to here, but three of the wings in the damn building were paid for by his
father, so you better find me a doctor who's ready to let me see Nate right now, and tell me what's going on, or I'll make sure not
only that you get fired, but that you'll have to move to Alaska to get hired in the US."
She pointed at Chuck, who just looked at the nurse with and it's true kind of smirk but he nurse didn't budge.
"I am not allowed to disclose any information by law, and you do not get special privileges because Daddy bought the hospital."
Blair fumed from the ears at the women's snide comments.
"Chuck."
Blair turned to him.
"Call your father right now."
He didn't know if his wife's ways were going to work but he played along. He pulled out he cell and dialed his father. The
secretary answered.
"Hi, can I please speak to Mr. Bass, this is his son speaking."
The secretary put him on the line.
"Father."
"This better be important Chuck, since when do you bother me at work?"
"Nate's in the hospital father, and they refuse to disclose any information. As you might know, both his father and mother are,
temporarily unavailable-"
Bart cut his son off.
"Fine, I'll deal with it."
Minutes later a doctor strode into the waiting room.
"Mr. Bass."
Chuck raised is hand and motioned to the doctor.
"Over here."
"Hello, Mr. Bass, if you and this young lady over here would follow me I can explain Mr. Archibald's predicament."
They walked along the long hallway and stopped in front of a glass window. Inside the room, Nate could be seen, hooked up the
all sort's of monitor's and tubes. A nurse was in the room removing his artificial respiration tube; apparently he didn't need it
anymore.
"Mr. Archibald was very lucky today, he was found by a maid unconscious, if she had come so much as two minutes late, he
would have died. The combination of alcohol and prescription drugs in his system were very dangerous, the mix of the two,
proved too much strain for his heart, and he went into cardiac arrest, he also had liver failure, because his liver refused to clean up
the mess he created in his body. At the moment, we're helping his liver clean out the mess, by filtering his blood, getting rid of
the drugs and alcohol. He should be fine, but we need to monitor his heart, which is still week from the shock. We also suggest
that he finds help, so that this doesn't happen again. You can go in when the nurse is finished, as you can see, he is starting to
wake up."
Blair and Chuck looked in the window; it was true Nate had opened his eyes. They rushed into the room, ignoring the nurse's
protests. Blair moved up to Nate and slapped him across the face. He was shocked to see her and Chuck, plus the fact that she
had slapped him.
"You son of bitch, stupid, asshole, jack ass… could have killed yourself, never heard about something like this… absurdity…"
She went on insulting him, poking and prodding at his stupidity. Chuck broke through.
"I swear to god Nathaniel, if you ever scare us like that again, I'll personally filter the poison into your body, and send you to
hell."
They both pulled up a chair, on either side of the bed, Blair mumbling something about immaturity and Chuck something like
'should have used cocaine, prescription drugs, ha!'
Nate smiled at his best friends, happy, feeling warm that they cared. Looking from Blair to Chuck, back to Blair, grinning at how
they never shut up. I guess they really do deserve each other, not so bad of a match. He interrupted their tirade.
"I'm sorry."
He had tears in his eyes. Blair took his hands in hers, smiling.
"You scared me half to death, that's what you should be sorry for. That other stuff, well, that's in the past, and as you can see-"
She flashed her wedding ring at him.
"It didn't cause that much damage."
She teased and Chuck grinned at her 'witty banter" and replied as well.
"What she said."
Nate laughed.
He looked to Chuck, smiled, and than to Blair and back to Chuck. Blair was rambling again, so Nate took the opportunity to
catch up with Chuck.
"I've missed you."
"I know you have."
"That's my Chuck, not capable of displays of emotion."
Chuck grinned, and pointed at Blair's necklace.
"That's one huge display of emotion."
"Ya, I was just wondering how many hotel's you had to mortgage for that thing."
"Actually, the profits at Victrola paid for that thing."
"Really?"
"Yep. Dad's never been prouder. Not. He still complains that I'm not serious, ran off and got married, bla, bla, bla."
They laughed together, and continued their useless conversations, as usual. At some point, Blair slid on the bed next to Nate and
fell asleep, but Chuck and Nate continued talking. Serena showed up, and started her own tirade, and then urged Chuck to take
Blair home. She would stay with Nate, since he had to stay overnight for observation. He agreed, but promised to check in, first
thing next morning. He picked up Blair, and carried her out the limo and took her home.
Chuck laid her on the bed, and started to undress himself.
"You know, you never really did ravish me like you promised."
Chuck turned, naughty look on his face, to his wife who had just woken up.
"Oh, well then, I might just have to do that now, Mrs. Bass."
He walked forward to the edge of the bed and leaned in to close in on her lips as she got to her knees on the bed. His hands
tangled in her hair, her arms around his waist.
WARNING THE FOLLOWING PART IS RATED M FOR SEXUAL CONTENT, IF THIS OFFENDS YOU JUST SKIP TO AFTER THE STARS, YOU WILL STILL UNDERSTAND THE STORY, I WROTE IT TO WORK BOTH WAYS.
She moved her hands to his belt buckle and undid it, tossing the belt across the room. She kissed from his belly button, slowly
moving down. When she got to the edge of his pants, she unzipped them, and let them fall to the ground. She stood up on the
bed, and let him unzip her dress; it too fell in a pool around her feet. She stood there, in her undergarments, the light shining into
her hair.
Chuck was blown away by her beauty, as always, he pushed her down so she fell on the bed, and climbed on top of her. He
kissed her full on the lips, and moved, to her neck, she arched her back in pleasure, which gave him the chance to slip his arms
around her back and remove her bra. He took her nipple in his mouth, sucking it, rolling it between his teeth.
"Chuck…"
She purred. He teased, kissing a trail of kisses down to her panty line, he blew air down her sensitive area, which made her shiver
and arch her back in pleasure, pushing herself into his face. He slipped a finger under her panties and slid them down slowly,
torturing. He entered a finger in to her wet entrance, and then two, she moaned and bucked her hips to his fingers, but he would
let her push them in more. She was fed up, she needed him. She sat up, naked, and smiled naughtily and him.
"Two can play at that game."
She pulled him up to her lips and flipped him, so she was on top straddling his hips, she could feel the bulge grow in his boxers
as she took control. She slowly unbuttoned his shirt while grinding her hips, making him moan in pleasure. She removed his shirt,
and kissed him full on the lips, making him sigh for more, she kissed his neck, making him want more, and she tortured, just like
he did, making her own path of kisses down his chest, to his bellybutton, and then pulled his boxers off with her teeth. At that his
shaft gained full momentum. She made her way back up, sliding her finger up his foot, tickling his toes, up his calf, knee, thigh,
inner-thigh… She got to his penis, and locked eyes with his, taking it in her hands, she slowly slipped it in her mouth, making
him groan.
"Blair…"
She smiled, she knew how to play this game, and she always won. She sat up and he locked eyes with hers, she looked beautiful,
wearing only his diamond necklace. She moved up, and caught his lips in hers, and had the same time lowering herself onto him.
He almost came just at the feeling of her inside, but held it in. She slowly started grinding her hips, and he lifted his to hers, in
sync, they rocked, moaning, and groaning, never separating their lips. He placed his hand on the small of her back and flipped
her over, and has they he landed on top of her, his penis pushed in further, and she screamed his name, she wrapped her arms
around his neck, her legs around him, and bucked her hips to meat his trusts, moaning.
He kissed her, passionately, on the lips, on the neck, and he thrust deeper and faster, and harder.
"Chuck…"
He let in a last trust and she came, shuddering around him, making him come as well, and they lay there, in each other's arms.
After love making like that, they fell soundly asleep, connected.
Spotted: Lonely boy, not so lonely again. What is it with this lonely thing not sticking? B and C seen rushing to the side
of N, followed by S and eventually D, do make sure he's ok. C seen carrying B into their apartment building, she was
asleep in his arms. How cute. She was sporting one humongous diamond necklace, presumably from hubby. I wish I had
a sugar daddy like that.
Till next time, XOXO
-Gossip Girl
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