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Blair was about to press the elevator button to go down before she stopped and turned around, facing Serena. "S, I just have a really bad feeling about this. Did you see Chuck's face last night? He was as close to begging as Chuck Bass will ever come."

Serena sighed and slunk her shoulders down. "B, Chuck is just being overly protective. He's been spending all his time with you and he probably just can't stand the thought of being away from you, even if it's only for two weeks."

Blair nodded and turned around to press the button, but stopped abruptly again, and bit her bottom lip. "But what if he finds out Serena? What if his P.I. tracks us down and tells him where we really are? Oh my god! What if Chuck decides to make a surprise visit and comes down to Miami only to find out that we're really sipping from wine in some italian vineyard!?"

Serena set down her carry-on, pressed the elevator button, and grabbed both of Blair's shoulders. "B, breathe." Blair nodded and took in a deep breath and was about to open her mouth to voice another fear, but Serena cut her off. "Blair, stop freaking out. You're going to ruin your trip if all you plan on doing is checking over your shoulder for Chuck every second. Plus, you know how busy he is with Bass Industries. He will probably be sitting in the same spot when you get back, right behind that big mahogany desk. So just relax and stop acting like you're on the run from the police. Capeesh?"

Blair narrowed her eyes, giving Serena the death glare before relenting and rolling her eyes. "Fine, but if Chuck and I are no longer together after this trip, you will have to deal with the wrath of Blair Waldorf."

Serena bit back the response she wanted to give, which was somewhere along the lines of her having to already deal with Blair's wrath on multiple occasions, and instead replied with a brief nod before dragging her through the open doors into the elevator.

After the doors closed, Blair turned to face Serena. "By the way, do you think they've got good cell phone reception? You know...in case Chuck calls me?"

Serena turned her head towards Blair to give her an incredulous look right as Blair broke out into giggles. Serena shook her head, but couldn't help the grin that broke out on her face. "Oh, B..."

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Blair and Serena followed Arthur who greeted them once they stepped off the elevator and took their baggage from them. Chuck was waiting by the limo, talking on his cell phone over what seemed like a business deal. Serena got into the limo as Arthur opened the door for her and looked towards Blair.

Blair held up her index finger, signifying she'd get in in a moment. Chuck put his hand on Blair's upper arm just as he ended his phone call. "Pompous bastard thinks he gets the rights to the building site after all the hard work the company went through to establish the place."

Blair bit her lip, a habit that was becoming more and more frequent, slightly nodding like she knew what he was talking about.

Chuck noticed her nervous gesture and asked, "Is everything okay, Blair?"

"Yeah!" Blair replied, her voice a pitch too high.

Chuck cast her a doubtful glance, but shook it off when Blair smiled at him. "So, you guys will be gone for two weeks to stay with Lily's sister?"

"Yes, Chuck. We went over the itinerary multiple times."

"And you're sure dear Aunt Carol has left her drug-experimenting ways behind her? I don't want some drug gang to bust through her house while you guys are there."

"Chuck," Blair exasperatedly responded.

Chuck looked at Blair, completely serious, as if the concern he had just voiced was just as common as other every day worries.

"Chuck, I'm going to be fine. Enlarged pores and frizzy hair, most likely, but still in tact. Please just promise you won't be spying on me with your P.I.?"

Chuck raised an eyebrow and tilted his head slightly to the side. "Why? Is there anything you're hiding?"

"No!" Blair blushed at her quick response before replying more calmly, "No. Nothing at all. It's just Serena is already pissed we had to change plans and you having your own little detective following us is probably going to annoy her to no end."

"I don't care about annoying Serena."

Blair put a hand on his chest, using her other to smooth Chuck's suit lapels down. She looked up at him with pleading eyes. "Please, Chuck? She was really upset before and I just want this to be a fun trip for her too."

Chuck sighed, turning his head to look at the limo, as if he could see through the dark, tinted windows. He looked back at Blair and rubbed his thumb over her cheek. Blair gave him a shy smile and he gave her a small smile back. "Fine, but if you need anything or you feel unsafe at all, you better call me, Waldorf."

Blair nodded and leaned forward to give Chuck a kiss. After, he pulled back and put his forehead against hers. "I mean it, Blair."

"I know and I love you for caring so much. I'll call you, promise."

Blair turned to get in the limo, but Chuck tugged on her arm, stopping her. "Not so fast, Waldorf. If I'm not going to see you for two weeks, I expect a better, longer kiss than that."

Blair smirked before leaning towards him again and grabbing the back of his neck to give him a deep, passionate kiss.

Chuck's eyes slowly opened once she let go and he asked, "How bout you take the later flight?"

Blair grinned then shook her head. "Bye, Chuck."

Chuck gave her a sly smile, "Bye, Blair," and watched as she got in and the limo pulled away from the curb and into traffic.

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"It's only been ten minutes, Chuck."

Chuck looked up from his spot on the couch to see Nate standing in front of him, giving him what Nate probably thought was a smirk.

"I'm aware, Nathaniel. It's also been a month since high school ended, but your need to state the obvious is still as strong as ever."

Nate rolled his eyes before slumping down on the couch next to Chuck.

"They'll be back in two weeks. Plus, this could be your chance to throw another Lost Weekend party."

Chuck smiled as he fondly remembered the infamous party. "It was a fantastic weekend..."

"Exactly. What do you say? Some good scotch, naked women, the best hash...you in?"

Chuck seemed to ponder the idea for a second before shaking his head. "Nathaniel, Blair would have my head on a silver platter if I so much as looked at another girl, nevertheless, a naked girl."

"Okay, so we won't have naked women. We'll just have scantily clad women hanging around, serving drinks and lap dances to the guys who don't have girlfriends."

Chuck looked doubtful, "I don't know..."

"C'mon, Chuck. When are we ever going to have a chance to throw a party like this any time soon? You won't have to even touch the women. Just smoke up and throw back a few drinks. For old times' sake?"

"I guess I could relieve some stress while I have all this time alone. But you breathe a word of this to Blair and I swear I'll cut your man-bangs off in your sleep, Archibald." Chuck gave a menacing glare to emphasize the fact that he was deadly serious.

Nate nodded and stood up. "Don't worry about it, man. I got it all taken care of."

"How comforting...," Chuck replied sarcastically, rolling his eyes before taking the last sip of his scotch.