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Chapter 5

Serena sighed, knowing that this would definitely be a long night.

"Well, just start from the beginning." She said exasperatedly and sat down across from Blair, willing her eyes to stay open.

"I think I had a sex dream about Chuck." Blair rushed.

"What?" Serena shouted now suddenly wide awake.

"I mean, it would have been a sex dream if he and your son hadn't come to wake me up." Blair explained as if the fact that things hadn't moved that far made it okay.

"What do you mean it would have been a sex dream?" Serena asked, trying to remain calm.

"I mean, I dreamt that we were in my room and he was holding my hand. And then I told him to join me on the bed, and then we kissed. But then Ryan was jumping on my bed in real life and he woke me up." Blair said quickly.

"So what do you think this means?" Serena asked, attempting to stay non-judgmental although she was slightly disgusted.

"I don't know. I mean, we have spent a lot of time together these past couple of days, and he rescued me from this guy at the bar the other night. Maybe I'm just lonely and I'm trying to latch onto the nearest person for comfort." Blair responded.

"B, he's engaged." Serena sighed.

"I know. And I would never try anything with him, it's just I haven't stopped thinking about this dream. And then when I went to the park with him and Ryan, we were in his limo and I couldn't help remembering our first time together." Blair said.

"Wait, what?" Serena asked.

"Our first time," Blair said blushing, "it was in the backseat of his limo."

"Blair, all this time and you never told me that you had dirty limo sex with Chuck." Serena scolded but she was amused.

"It wasn't dirty limo sex…he was gentle. Besides, I didn't think you would want to hear the sordid details of our affair." Blair said with a small smirk.

"Okay, good point." Serena admitted. "So that's it, that's the reason you woke me up at twelve in the morning."

"No. After the park with Chuck, I came back to my room and Nate was waiting for me. He asked me out to dinner and I accepted." Blair paused, catching her breath.

"He took me to the place we had our first date and he ordered all of my favorite foods. We were talking and flirting and relaxed and we were both having fun." Blair went on.

"Did he kiss you?" Serena asked her voice loud with anticipation.

Blair was about to respond when a groggy Dan stumbled out of his bedroom to see what had woken him.

"Serena, what the hell is going on?" He mumbled.

"Blair and I are talking." Serena said, interested to hear the rest of Blair's story.

"This is perfect; I need a guy's opinion anyway." Blair said.

"Dan, sit down for a minute and tell me what you think. Nate and I went out tonight and we had a really good time and he brought me back to the Palace and he leaned in to kiss me, and instead he gave me a hug." Serena gasped when she heard this, but Blair ignored her.

"What the hell does this mean? Was it a date? Was it just a platonic dinner between friends? Is he trying to fuck with my mind? Is he mind-fucking me, Dan?" Blair demanded, getting a little worked up about the matter.

"I have no fucking clue, Blair. It's after midnight and I'm tired. But from what it sounds like, it was just dinner between two old friends. Now why don't you go back to your room and get some rest." Dan said and walked back to his room.

"Yeah. Yeah, Dan's probably right." Blair said.

"Probably." Serena agreed.

"Anyway, that was it. I just needed to know what to make of everything. I'm going to go. Love you, S. And thanks for listening." Blair said and walked over to the door.

"Love you too, B." Serena said and headed over to her bedroom.

"Sorry about all of this." Blair said.

"What are friends for?" Serena asked. Blair smiled and left.


"So, I heard about your dinner with Blair." Dan said conversationally to Nate as they sat in one of the Palace's restaurants enjoying a quick meal before work.

It was Thursday, the day that Nate, Chuck, and Dan usually met for breakfast to catch up before heading off to work. Today though, Chuck hadn't shown up. Dan and Nate assumed he had spent the night at Joanna's, as he had done on several other occasions, and would not be coming. They were wrong.

Just as Dan had spoken, the two men saw a nervous looking Chuck and a pissed-off looking Joanna enter the restaurant. He was trying to talk to her and she looked like she was having none of it.

Chuck caught Dan's eye and mouthed "help," subtly pointing to Joanna. Dan nodded and got up, cutting off Joanna's march to a private table.

"Hey Chuck, Joanna, why don't you guys join us?" Dan asked in an innocent tone.

Joanna muttered something inaudible but grudgingly sat down across from Nate. Chuck slid in next to her and Dan sat next to Nate.

"What were you guys talking about?" Chuck said, trying to get Joanna's mind off of a certain brunette who seemed to be causing a great deal of trouble in his relationship.

"I was just telling Nate that I heard about his dinner with Blair yesterday." Dan informed, and Chuck inwardly groaned as Joanna stiffened at the mention of that particular name.

"Wait, how did you hear about it? Did Blair tell Serena?" Nate asked curiously, neither guy realizing the pleading looks Chuck was sending them.

"No, actually, I heard it from Blair herself, at around twelve this morning." Dan answered with some annoyance.

"What?" Nate asked in an eager voice.

"Yeah, she was all worked up over it." Dan continued.

"Was she, now? Looks like I still got the moves." Nate said smugly.

"What do you mean?" Dan asked.

"She was all worked up over me. It means the date went well." Nate explained.

"It was a date?" Dan suddenly asked, feeling slightly tense.

"Of course, isn't that what she said?" Nate questioned.

"No. She told Serena and me that she didn't know what it was. She didn't know if it was a date or a dinner between two old friends. I told her it sounded like the latter." Dan said, suddenly feeling he had made the wrong judgment.

"You what?" Nate demanded angrily.

"Was I not supposed to?" Dan asked.

"No! What were you thinking, man?" Nate yelled.

"Chill. How was I supposed to know what to say? And besides, it sounded like it was just dinner between friends to me. You didn't even kiss her." Dan tried to defend himself.

"Because I didn't want to freak her out." Nate argued.

"Relax, okay. This can be rectified." Dan said.

"How?" Nate asked angrily.

"Well, you could umm, what you could do is invite her to game night tomorrow night." Dan stuttered.

"And how would that help anything. Dinner and board games with you, Serena, Chuck, and Joanna isn't very romantic." Nate said.

"You ready for this, Serena bought this couple's board game, 'The Newlywed Game' or something. Anyway, it's perfect." Dan said.

"Alright. Yeah, that might work. It'll remind her of all the things we have in common." Nate thought out loud.

Upon hearing this, Chuck flinched. He didn't want to have to witness a Nate-Blair date, especially with Joanna not trusting him. He didn't want to do anything that might further anger her. She was already suspicious enough that he had more than just-friend feelings for Blair as it was. And to be honest, he wasn't sure if she was wrong.

"Chuck, Joanna, you in?" Nate asked now excited at the prospect of winning Blair over.

"Sure." Chuck said, trying to sound calm.

"Wouldn't miss it." Joanna said, shooting Chuck a look that said 'I'm watching you.'


"Sorry! Sorry, sorry, sorry!" Blair called as Dan opened the door to his suite.

Everyone was already seated at the dinner table, and looked like they had been there for a while.

"You okay, B?" Serena asked.

"Okay? I am more than okay, I'm fantastic." Blair replied enthusiastically.

"Why's that?" Serena said as Blair shrugged off her jacket to give to Dan.

Everyone paused for a moment at the sight of what Blair was wearing. It was an absurdly short grey and black smock dress that left very little to the imagination.

"What the hell are you wearing?" Dan said bluntly. Blair smiled.

"It's called a dress." She shot back sardonically.

"Says who?" Dan asked with a smirk.

"Christian Dior. Anyway, the reason that I was late was this." Blair said excitedly and pointed at her feet, or more specifically her shoes.

"Oh my God, those shoes are…are…" Serena started but couldn't seem to describe the perfection of the Michael Kors silver sling backs.

"I believe the word you're looking for is orgasmic, and yes they are." Blair said satisfactorily.

"I thought they weren't available until June." Joanna spoke for the first time since Blair's arrival.

"Let's just say, I know a guy." Blair said with a smug grin.

"And now you're going to be so happy that I was late because," Blair paused and pulled a bag from behind her and opened it, pulling out two shoe boxes. "I got you these!" She finished in triumph.

She handed Serena one box and Joanna the other.

"I had to guess your size, but you looked like and eight." Blair said to Joanna, who nodded that Blair had guessed right.

"And I know that you have freakishly large size eleven giant feet." Blair said with a smirk to Serena.

"I love you." Serena breathed.

"I hear that all the time but it never gets old." Blair replied and sat in the remaining seat at the table, next to Nate and across from Chuck. Joanna sat to Chuck's right and Serena and Dan sat at the heads.

"This was very thoughtful of you, but I can't accept these." Joanna said.

"What? Of course you can." Blair said.

"No, no they're too much." Joanna continued.

"Look, I know we just met and everything but you're marrying one of my oldest friends so you're like family now." Blair explained as Serena slid on her new shoes.

"I would be thoroughly offended if you did not accept these." Blair added, which seemed to satisfy Joanna.

"Thank you." Joanna muttered.

"My pleasure." Blair said, and turned to Nate.

"So I hear we're married now." She said and he blushed.

"Yeah, I guess so." He said sheepishly. "It's only a game."

"I know, that was a joke." Blair said and rolled her eyes. "Anyway…"


"Nathanial Archibald, now you listen to me. If you do not start getting some questions right real fast, there won't be any Nate Juniors in your future. Have I made myself clear?" Blair yelled to Nate, who was sitting next to her and flinched at her harsh tone.

"Yes, sir." He said in mock respect.

"That's not funny." She said back.

"This is pathetic. We are losing to Mr. and Mrs. So-Cute-You-Want-To-Puke and these two, who have know each other for like a second. So let me repeat myself, get your shit together." Blair ranted.

"Me? What about you? How could you not know that lacrosse is my favorite sport?" Nate demanded.

"Give me a break. The only thing you ever talked about for twelve years was sailing." Blair said.

"Sailing is not a sport, Miss Perfect." Nate said patronizingly.

"It most certainly is." Blair defended.

"Okay you two, let's break it up." Serena said.

"Sorry." They both mumbled.

"Now, Dan please read the next question." Serena said and let out a deep breath.

"Okay, so the girls guess first. Everyone clear your boards." Dan instructed.

He was referring to the dry erase boards that each player had, which allowed them to write down their guess. The idea of the game was the players were separated onto a team with their "other half." One player would read a question and a player on each team would have to guess what their significant other's response would be. Every correct guess would allow a team to move their piece a step further on the game board.

"At what age did your partner lose his or her virginity?" Dan read.

The girls scribbled down their answers and then hid their boards from their partners.

"Okay, Nate, let's start with you." Dan directed.

"Fifteen." He said.

Dan then pointed to Blair, who flipped over her erase board to reveal the number fifteen. She gave Nate a high five. They moved their piece up a space.

"Chuck." Dan said.

"Thirteen." Chuck answered.

Joanna's face flashed in rage for a moment as she flipped over her board to reveal that she had written sixteen down. They did not move their piece.

"And sixteen for me." Dan said and gave his wife a wink. Blair mimed throwing up.

Serena raised a fist in the air as she flipped over her board where the number sixteen was written in messy handwriting. Their piece advanced one space forward.

"Okay, now the guys guess." Serena said cheerily.

Each guy scribbled his answer on his own dry erase board and held it so that his partner couldn't see.

"Okay, we'll start with Serena." Dan ordered.

"Fifteen." She said and Dan's board showed the number fifteen on it.

"Seventeen." Joanna said and Chuck flipped his board over where the number seventeen was written.

Finally, it was Blair's turn. She was looking somewhat uncomfortable about the whole situation and wasn't looking Nate in the eye.

"Sixteen." She mumbled and Nate looked at her in shock.

"What?" He demanded disbelief and anger mixed in his voice.

"What? I meant seventeen." Blair said quickly, realizing her mistake.

"No you didn't, Blair." Nate said with his anger growing.

"Wait a minute. We broke up the day before your seventeenth birthday, the night you went to Victrola with Chuck." Nate began, putting the pieces together. Blair looked down.

"So, so in order for you to have lost your virginity when you were sixteen, you had to have slept with him within a day of our breakup." Nate said glaring at Chuck.

"Nate, it doesn't matter." Blair said softly.

"What do you mean it doesn't matter?" Nate demanded with fury.

"It was a long time ago; let's just go on to the next question." Blair said and looked pointedly at Dan.

"You sick son-of-a-bitch." Nate yelled to Chuck. "You couldn't wait one minute to get your hands on her, could you?"

"Nate, c'mon man, let it go." Chuck said with a forced laugh.

"How could you do this to me?" He said his voice laced with pain.

"Nate, could we just not do this right now." Blair pleaded.

"Un-fucking-believable." Nate said and stormed into the guest bedroom.

Blair stood up but Chuck put his hand up to stop her.

"Let me." He said and followed Nate.

After five minutes of loud yelling and sounds of things crashing, Nate stalked out of the bedroom and forcefully grabbed his coat. He strode out the door, not saying anything to anyone.

Chuck emerged from the bedroom with a black eye and a bloody nose. All three women gasped and Dan walked to the kitchen to get ice.

"Oh my God, Chuck, I am so sorry." Blair said.

"It's not your fault." He tried to reassure her as Joanna examined his face.

"Maybe we should go to the ER." Joanna said worriedly.

"I'll be fine." Chuck said and grabbed the icepack from Dan.

"I'm sorry." Blair said to no one in particular.

"I think I'm going to go, S." Blair said as she picked up her coat.

"I feel terrible." She said as she gave her best friend a hug.

"Don't worry about it; this was totally Nate's fault. He overreacted." Serena tried to soothe her.

"I should have known that this would upset him." Blair said and shook her head.

"Anyway, bye everyone. Sorry again, Chuck." She said and walked out the door.


Blair sat at the bar silently nursing her drink, a scotch this time. Chuck slid into the seat next to her.

"Come here often?" He asked as the bartender handed him his own glass of scotch.

She chuckled and turned to look at him.

"I cannot tell you how sorry I am. I feel just awful about all of this." Blair said quickly.

"Relax, Blair. This wasn't your fault." Chuck said and took a sip of the amber liquid.

"I should have just said seventeen. I don't know why I even did that." Blair continued.

"It's fine. Nate will come around tomorrow when he's sober and realized he was being an ass." Chuck responded and looked at Blair.

"I'm not supposed to be talking to you." He whispered after a moment.

"What? Why not?" She whispered back.

"Joanna, she…she's very protective over me. She seems to think there's something going on between us." He managed to get out.

"How could she think that? Should I talk to her?" Blair asked.

"No. I'm dealing with it." Chuck said.

"Oh. Maybe I should go then. I don't want to get you in trouble with your fiancée." Blair stuttered and made to get up.

Chuck grabbed her arm.

"Don't. I like spending time with you. I've missed you." Chuck said and Blair sat back down.

"Me too." She agreed.

They sat in comfortable silence for a while, each lost in their own thoughts. Finally Blair turned to Chuck again.

"Chuck, do you ever wonder what would've happened if we stayed together." Blair asked with red cheeks.

"All the time." He said.

She moved closer to him, grabbed his face with her small hands, and pulled him into a mind-blowing electrifying kiss.


Some quotes in the story above were borrowed from other works, so I've cited them here for anyone who's interested.

"What the hell are you wearing?"

"It's called a dress."

"Says who?" – Clueless (Movie) (This isn't a direct quote but it is very similar to the actual lines from the movie)

"I hear that all the time but it never gets old." – American Wedding (Movie)