There's a lot going on in this chapter, hope you guys like it! Oh and I got the beach scene from that new show revenge.
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Serena woke up and frowned because Nate was no longer next to her. She heard the shower on in her bathroom and walked into to brush her teeth and splash water in her face. Nate poked his head out and smiled at her. "Come join me."
She heard the doorbell ring. "Hold that thought."
She grabbed her bottle of water and headed for the door. She opened it quickly and felt the bottle slip out of her finger when she realized who it was. She tried to close the door again but he held it open and let himself in.
He looked around. "All alone, Serena? What a pity."
Serena didn't want him to know how scared she was. "What the hell are you doing here?"
He gave her a smirk. "You should know why I'm here."
"Get the hell out. I have nothing to talk to you about."
He reached over and brushed her hair over her ear. Serena couldn't help but recoil at his touch. "Where is it?"
Serena shook her head at him. "I don't know what you're talking about."
She turned to walk away but he grabbed her wrist hard. "Tell me!"
Serena tried to pull her arm back but he tightened his grip. "Let go of me!"
Nate's voice came from behind her. "She said let go," Damien took a second too long to listen to him and by the time he let go of Serena, Nate was already punching him square in the jaw.
Damien swung and missed and Nate gave him a hard shove. Damien was pushed a few steps back, tripped over the rug and fell backwards. Serena let out a loud gasp as Damien's head crashed hard against the glass coffee table and he fell to the ground.
Nate's eyes widened when he realized Damien wasn't moving. He leaned over to feel for a pulse but he couldn't feel anything. "Serena, call an ambulance!"
Serena froze, thinking of all the questioning that would surely happen. "No."
Nate looked up at her, surprised at her response.
Serena shook her head. "We can't do that."
Nate carefully felt Damien's head for blood and felt a few drops. He wiped his palm on his shirt and grabbed his phone out of his pocket. His fingers trembled as he tried to dial the 3 numbers.
Serena snatched the phone from him.
Nate stood up to face her. "We can't just let him die!"
"I can't be interrogated again!" Serena leaned over to him and placed her palm under his nose. "He's still breathing. Just don't move him. I'm calling Chuck."
Chuck and Blair were over in a matter of minutes. Blair's eyes widened. "You killed him!"
Nate shook his head. "It was an accident! He tripped. But he's still breathing. Crap, we need to call an ambulance."
Serena was about to give in. She reached over for the phone but Chuck snatched it from her. "No! We will not call an ambulance. This is what we're going to do. My car is waiting downstairs, the back way. Serena, get some of those big black plastic bags. Blair, go grab Serena's empty suitcases. Nate, go downstairs and get a bellhop cart. Now! Go!"
When Nate got back with the bellhop cart he helped Chuck get Damien's legs into a plastic bag. He stopped Chuck before he put one over his head. "He won't be able to breathe."
Chuck rolled his eyes and tore the bag a bit. "There! Now help me get him on here." They placed Damien on the cart and Chuck placed the empty suitcases over him. "Now it just looks like we're going away."
They carefully wheeled the cart to the elevator and down to the lobby. Instead of going out the main entrance Chuck went out the back way. His driver popped the trunk and got out to help them. Chuck shooed him away. "They're light. We need no help. You can go back in." Nate helped him get Damien and the suitcases into the trunk and the four of them climbed into the car. Chuck looked around before he got in. "Drive!"
Serena held Nate's hand tightly in her own as they drove past away from the city and across the bridge and into the Bronx. Chuck picked a motel, where the concierge was half asleep when he assigned him a room. He checked in under Damien's name and wheeled the cart from the car to the crappy elevator.
He opened the room and they tossed Damien onto the bed. Chuck fished three small pills from his coat pocket and placed them on the dresser. "For the headache."
Nate removed the plastic bags and threw them down the garbage disposal on his way back to the car. They both climbed in the car and Chuck looked at his driver. "I'm thinking about buying this place. It's nicer from the inside. Let's go back home."
Chuck sat talking on the phone while the other three were silent the whole way back. Chuck finished making all his phone calls and looked at all of them. "He's going to be fine. This goes without saying but I'm going to go ahead and say it anyway…" He paused to look at Nate and Serena. "This never happened."
They nodded and Serena gasped. "My mom's coffee table. She'll notice the crack instantly."
Chuck shook his head. "I bought another one as soon as we left. The movers just called to tell me that they've delivered it and have gotten rid of the other one, as I instructed them to do. I wiped the glass with bleach while you guys got all the stuff."
Serena smiled at him, he thought of everything. "You scare me."
Chuck gave her a smirk and turned to Nate. He pointed to the blood on Nate's shirt. "When you get home, burn it."
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Serena gave her doorman strict instructions to never let Damien Dalgaard into her building. Still, she was worried he'd be back. Especially after they dumped his body at a cheap model in the Bronx.
She pulled on her dress and walked down to the car where Nate waited. He smiled and kissed her. "Beautiful, as always."
She smiled at him in his suit and pressed a button so that a barrier came up to block them from the driver. She zipped her dress down. Nate's eyes widened. "Here?"
Serena nodded and he quickly tore off his jacket and tie. She climbed on his lap and kissed him passionately. He slid off her dress and she kissed his neck and pulled his pants off. He grabbed her hips and brought them down to his lap slowly until he was inside her. Serena let out a soft moan and kissed him again. They moved as one and he kissed her everywhere until he felt her body begin to spasm. She bit her bottom lip and moaned his name softly and they finished together. She let out a deep breath and climbed off him carefully. He pulled his clothes back on and looked out of the window to notice they were only a couple of blocks away. He zipped Serena's dress back up and made his tie while she fixed her hair.
Serena smiled at him and checked to make sure he was all tucked in. She leaned over to straighten his tie. "Perfect."
He smiled at her. "You too."
The car had not even stopped moving when the door was already being torn open. Chuck poked his head in. "Just wanted to let you know. Damien's here."
Nate nodded at him and they climbed out. Nate kept his arm protectively around Serena as they made the rounds, making sure to say hi to everyone their parents pointed out for them.
Damien walked over to them and gave them a smirk. Nate returned it. "How's your head feeling?"
Damien shrugged his head. "It's getting better. Thank you for asking. Serena…you're looking hot."
Serena rolled her eyes at him. She pulled Nate away. "Come on, Nate. Your parents just got here, let's go say hi."
Damien stood in their way. "We still haven't finished the conversation we started a few days ago, Serena."
Nate leaned towards him. "Don't ever come near my girlfriend again. Don't even look at her. Got it?" He slapped the back of his head where he'd hit the table.
Damien winced in pain but he quickly recovered. "Got it."
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Blair looked around at everyone. It was her 18th birthday party and she was going big. She was having a party on the beach at the Hamptons, they'd set up a big platform because she refused to let the sand get on her best heels. She slipped on her dress and stared at herself in them mirror. Chuck's birthday present shined beautifully on her neck and she smiled at herself.
Serena let herself in. "Wow, B. You look hot!"
Blair smiled. "Thanks. So do you."
"Everyone important is already here. So you can make your grand entrance now." Serena held out her arm and her best friend took it.
Everyone she invited was there, of course and she smiled at them politely. There was a fully stocked bar and even had a fireworks show planned. She'd normally have thought fireworks were tacky but she made an exception since it was almost 4th of July.
Nate wrapped his arm around Serena while the fireworks went off. He kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear. "Now's the perfect time for us to get away."
Serena smiled at him and followed him down to the water. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they kissed each other passionately. Nate turned his head slightly and began to kiss her neck. Serena opened her eyes for only a second when she saw someone laying by the plants not far away. She pulled away from Nate. "There's a creepy guy watching us."
Nate looked over. "Hey! You over there!" He knew for a fact no one else from the party had sneaked off to the beach. "This is a private party!"
Serena followed Nate and noticed the balled up blanket that was near the man.
Nate looked over his shoulder at her. "I think he's sleeping. Hello!"
Serena unwrapped the blanket and felt her heart stop. "Nate! Nate!"
Nate turned to see Serena with a gun in her hand. "What the –"
Serena dropped it instantly. "It was in the blanket!"
Nate rolled the guy over to find two bullet wounds in his chest. He didn't want to scare her. He tried to keep his voice calm. "Serena…Serena, I don't have my phone on me. Tell Chuck and call 911."
Serena didn't have her phone either. She ran back to the party, the sand suddenly felt like it was sinking her down. She grabbed Chuck and Blair and pulled them to the side. She couldn't stop trembling. "There's a body by the water. And a gun. We need to call the police!"
Blair shook her head. "I will not call the police! They'll ruin my party!"
Serena gave her a shocked look. "He's been shot! Who cares about your party!"
Chuck turned Serena to face him. "Okay. Listen, I'll take care of it. Tell Nate to make sure no one touches the gun."
Serena froze. "Uh..."
"Damn it, Serena!" He shot her a death glare. "Just stay here and we'll take care of it. Go get your phone. I'll let you know when it's done." He pushed past them and quickly went back to the beach.
Nate was kneeling over the body. Trying to find a pulse somewhere. "Chuck, thank god! Is the ambulance on its way? He's turning purple and I can't feel a pulse. I think –"
"He's dead." Chuck lost his cool. He turned aggressively to Nate. "Why the fuck would you let Serena touch the gun? You're an diot!"
Nate got up to face him. "Are you fucking kidding me! I'm sorry I was too busy discovering gun shot wounds on a man's body to babysit!"
He turned away and angrily shoved Nate out of the way. "Move!" He grabbed a handkerchief out of his pocket and grabbed the gun. He stuffed it in the inside of his coat.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm keeping it! What do you think they'd say if they found her fingerprints all over it? I'll get rid of it. The police is on it's way. You say you found the body and no gun. They'll assume it's lost in the ocean. Serena will say that she was with you and that she ran to tell me to call 911. And Blair knows nothing, neither do the other guests. Because we didn't want to freak them out. Okay?"
Nate nodded and stepped back as a pool of blood formed. He frowned at Chuck. "Who would do this? It had to be no more than a minute before I found him. I didn't even hear a gun shot."
Chuck thought for a second. "They did it while the fireworks were going off."
Nate thought about this man's family. Maybe there was someone he could call. He leaned over and grabbed the man's hand to check if he wore a wedding ring. "Chuck…" He grabbed the man's fist and flattened his hand. In red lipstick it said: Happy Birthday, B! Xoxo
Chuck's eyes widened. He snatched the handkerchief from Nate's suit pocket. "Let's just keep this to ourselves."
Nate cleared his throat. "The officers are here. Put that away!"
Chuck reached over and gave the hand one big swipe. He hoped he'd rubbed it enough so it was illegible but that was unlikely. They both straightened up. "Hello officers."