A/N: Okay, I'm really sorry for not updating since Saturday, it's just that school, friend problems and other things seemed to take up my time, but I'll try to update alot. Anyways, the season finale disapointed me. I mean Chuck made that speech and then they kissed and everyone thought that they were going to be back togehter and then Bart had to ruin it! Can't Bart just let his son be happy and not scare him? I hope season 2 has a lot more Chuck and Blair! But we'll have to wait three months, but we'll make it. We survived the writer's strike didn't we? Anyways, I just needed to let that out. Enjoy!

Blair was still in shock after her eyes had seen Jenny. She was the last person Blair wanted to see right now. Jenny was still smiling.

"Mind if I join you?"

Blair shrugged her shoulders. Jenny took that as a yes and sat down on the empty seat at Blair's table. Blair raised an eyebrow at her. Jenny was still smiling. She placed her clutch on the table. Blair sighed.

"Little J, we both know that we are never going to be friends, so would you mind telling me what this "meeting" is about?"

Jenny spoke.

"Carter's back in town."

Blair rolled her eyes.

"Wow, you really are slow. Everyone has known since yesterday. You must really get off dial up, Little J."

Jenny kept on smiling, no matter how much she wanted to step on Blair's foot right now. She needed Blair's help and she couldn't do this without her. Jenny spoke.

"He wants to show up at Serena and Dan's wedding."

Blair dropped the menu out of shock. Jenny tried to hold her laughter inside. Blair rarely did anything that showed her inner emotions. It was quite amusing. Blair looked up at Jenny.

"What did you say?"

"I said that he wants to show up at Serena and Dan's wedding. He said something about gaining back the trust he had lost so long ago."

Blair put her head in her hands. This was not good. Carter was not exactly the type of person you bring to an Upper East Side wedding. If he showed up, all havoc would run loose. Blair sighed.

"How did he find out about the wedding anyway?"

Jenny froze. She couldn't just tell Blair that she had mentioned it around Carter. She wanted Blair's help right? Jenny put on her best fake smile.

"I think he might have found out from Gossip Girl or Nate. They have been hanging out a lot together."

Blair didn't seem to listen. Her eyes were set on a champagne glass in front of her. Maybe she could be like Chuck and drink away the worries. She would drink away the worry of Serena and Dan's wedding being crashed by Carter Baizen. She would drink away the worry of Carter trying to harm her and actually succeeding so this time. And mostly, she wished she could drink away the worry of being with the man she didn't want and knowing the one she truly loved was only a phone call away. She swallowed her tears. She didn't need Jenny seeing her vulnerable.

She sent Jenny a fake smile.

"Well however he found out is not the matter. We need to stop him."

Jenny smiled.

"Just what I was thinking."

Blair rolled her eyes and took a sip of the champagne. She looked Jenny square in the eye.

"Let's just get one thing straight. We can work together at getting rid of Carter Baizen, once and for all, but at end of the day you go back to that loft on the other side of the bridge and I go home to my memory foam mattress and my hundred thread count Egyptian cotton bed sheets. Is that understood?"

Jenny nodded. Whatever it took to keep Blair happy and whatever it took to getting rid of Carter. Blair took another sip of her champagne.

"Who are you here with anyway? I know you and all of your father's Brooklyn artists that hang in his gallery still won't get you a table at Butter."

"Well if you must know, I'm here with Hazel."

Blair scrunched up her nose at the mention of her former "friend".

"Why?"

Jenny sighed.

"Me and her are friends."

And sort of dating but I don't need to tell you that, Jenny thought to herself. Blair eyed her suspiciously.

"Then where is she?"

"She went to the bar to get us some drinks."

Blair set her champagne glass on the table.

"Maybe you should find her then. You are friends and me and you aren't. You understand right?"

Jenny nodded. Bitch if you wanted me to leave just say so, she thought. She got up from the table and grabbed her handbag as well. She was about to leave when she stopped and looked at Blair.

"We should discuss a plan. Hazel's place at eleven tomorrow?"

Blair smirked. A Chuck smirk, observed by Jenny. Blair's ruby red lips parted.

"The only planning we will be doing is through texts and e-mails. And if we must meet it will be at my penthouse at night. I don't need any Gossip Girl posts saying that we are the next Jennifer Aniston and Courtney Cox and that we're vacationing in Romania next year."

Jenny simply smiled.

"Don't worry Blair. I wouldn't even dare to try such a thing."

Blair sent her a bitchy smile and Jenny was off to find Hazel. Blair downed the rest of her champagne and left. She hadn't been hungry after all. She paid the tab and then left. There was still some light out. She lifted her arm and hailed a cab. Once she was seated in the cab, she quickly gave the address to the driver.

"The Palace Hotel."

The driver did as she asked. Blair clutched her Coach handbag as she waited for the cab to stop in front of the familiar hotel, which had become like a second home for her. The taxi cab stopped a few minutes later and Blair took out a twenty dollar bill from her purse and handed it to the driver.

"Keep the change."

The driver smile gratefully at her but she didn't care. She stepped out of the cab and looked at the building in front of her.

There he was. He was in the building right in front of her. What would she say to him? What would he think of her untimely visit? Would he even let her in after that weird call she had made earlier that day? Blair sighed and strolled over to one of the benches in front of the hotel. She wasn't ready. Not yet. She placed the purse beside her and put her head in her hands. She felt one single tear fall down her face. Yup, I'm not ready, she thought.

Meanwhile, Chuck sat in his empty suite. He had been doing that a lot recently until yesterday when a little walk through his neighbourhood led him to Blair. He sighed and poured himself some scotch. I really need to stop drinking so much, he thought. He was dressed in his red silk robe with just a pair of boxers underneath. He grabbed the TV remote and sat on the couch. I have officially done what I said I would never do: Spend my nights as a thirty year old single man from a small town in Wisconsin would, he thought.

After twenty minutes of watching mindless TV, Chuck turned the TV off. He couldn't take it anymore. He sighed and walked over to his closet and pulled out a few clothes. Tonight is the night that Chuck Bass comes back, he thought. He quickly got dressed in his white dress shirt and black trousers. After applying some Armani Cologne for Men by Giorgio Armani and checking his appearance one more time, he walked out of his suite. He stepped into the elevator and waited as it took him down to the ground floor.

When the elevator doors opened he walked outside. His limo had already been called out to the front. He casually looked to his left and stopped in his tracks. What's Blair doing here?, he thought.

In the meantime, Nate and Carter were still at Nate's place. He had gotten him some stuff for the night. They were now in the rec room and Nate had just micro waved them some macaroni and cheese. The boys sat on the couch and ate in peace. Nate spoke.

"Perfect meal for any guy."

Carter smirked.

"Yup. Just pop it in the microwave and there it is. Instant macaroni."

"Touché."

The boys ate some more. Nate's mind seemed to be somewhere else though. What's wrong with Blair? What if she's hurt? What's going on with her?, he thought. Carter caught Nate's expression.

"Something the matter, man?"

Nate sighed.

"It's Blair."

"What did the princess do this time? Were the shoes she had been eyeing for a week sold at Bendal's?"

Nate placed his empty bowl on the coffee table.

"It's not that. It's just she seems a little on the edge and I can't seem to figure out why. Did she mention anything to you?"

Carter stiffened a little. You mean while I was trying to get her in my pants?, he thought to himself. Nate noticed that Carter's reply didn't come as fast as he had hoped it would.

"Did she mention something?"

Carter gulped. He needed to tell Nate something. He sighed.

"It's more like what she did."

Nate's eyes became wide.

"Well what did she do?"

Carter sighed and placed his empty bowl on the coffee table. Nate's eyes were still open wide.

"Look, I think she has some trust issues. I mean when you left to get me some water, she immediately came over to me and told me how much she missed me. She said she wanted to put the past in the past and want to be with me. So when I told her no because you're my friend, she got all mad and prissy. I think that this has something to do with Chuck."

Nate froze. That hadn't been what he had wanted to hear. Would Blair really do this to him? He had done it to her but that had been many, many years ago. He looked at Carter.

"Something to do with Chuck?"

Carter nodded. The less he said now, the better. Nate got up from his seat. His eyes full of anger. He grabbed his phone from his pocket and found Chuck's number. He waited for Chuck to answer. Unfortunately he reached voicemail.

"You've reached Chuck Bass. I'm not here, probably screwing your girlfriend. Anyway, leave a message and I might reply back."

Nate didn't hesitate.

"It's Nate. Look I told you stay away and you couldn't manage to do that. Just leave me and my girlfriend the fuck alone. And if you can't I can get someone to help you."

He hung up and turned around.

"Fuck!"

Carter tried to hide his smirk.

"What did he say?"

Nate tossed his phone on the couch.

"Voicemail."

"He's probably just being a coward."

"Yeah. Yeah."

Nate sat on the couch. His hands were by his face. He wanted to march over to the Palace and hurt Chuck as much as Nate was hurt on the inside. It would be good for Chuck to realize how much love hurt.

Meanwhile, Chuck looked at Blair. She sat by herself on the bench. She was looking at the ground, so she hadn't seen Chuck. He couldn't take his eyes away from her. Even when she was crying, she looked like a goddess. Wait, she was crying. Did Carter do something? Chuck immediately got out a handkerchief from his pocket and walked over to where Blair sat.

Blair heard footsteps approaching her. It was probably just a security officer asking why she was outside the hotel and crying. She sighed and looked up. Her expression froze when she realized it was Chuck who stood in front of her. He held out a white silk handkerchief toward her. She took it and sent him a gracious smile. He sent her a small smile back.

"Can I sit beside you?"

Blair nodded her head. She moved her handbag out of the way. He sat down. They were a few inches away from each other, but both of them felt the butterflies flying around their stomachs. Blair gently wiped away her tears. Chuck took a deep breath before speaking.

"What is it?"

Blair looked at him. He looked like he really cared. She hadn't seen that look in a long time.

"Just stuff."

"Stuff?"

Blair sighed.

"Carter isn't exactly someone I want to be around."

"Then tell Nathaniel."

"I can't."

"Why?"

"Why would he believe me?"

"I believe you."

Blair smiled. Without thinking, Chuck grabbed her hand and put it on his lap. Their eyes didn't tear away from each other. Blair's lips parted.

"Don't worry about me. Me and someone are planning to get rid of him."

"Someone?"

Blair smirked.

"Yes. But they're the last person I want to work with."

"Who?"

"Don't worry."

She looked down at her watch.

"I better get going."

She got up from the bench. Chuck got up also. She looked at him and smiled.

"Thanks."

He smiled back. Without a second thought, Blair wrapped her arms around Chuck. He instantly responded. He missed her and she sure missed him. He wanted to hold her forever but they separated. Blair remembered the handkerchief in her hand.

"I'll wash it and give it back to you tomorrow. Alright?"

Chuck nodded. He would get to see her again. Blair smiled and turned around to get herself a cab. Chuck's eyes didn't tear away from her figure as it disappeared into the New York City night life.