Nate paced back and forth in his living room for what seemed like an eternity until the phone rang. Nate picked up the phone and silently brought it up to his ear.

"There's a USB, in your father's safe. I want that and in exchange I'll let him go. And Nat, don't look at what's inside."

Nate heard a click on the other end and ran out of his apartment and jumped in the car. He'd seen the safe in his father's study for years now but he had no idea what was inside or even what the code was. He made a list of all the numbers had would have some sort of significance to his father.

He hopped out of the car and ran into the townhouse .His father's study was usually impeccably neat but the place had been completely turned over, only the desk was left untouched. They had been there. Nate walked over to the far wall and ripped the painting off it's nail, behind the painting was a small black safe. He punched in numbers restlessly until he punched in his own birthday and the small light turned green. He opened it to find bonds and a small silver USB drive. He snatched it and powered on his dad's computer then plugged the drive in. He didn't know what he'd expected to find, definitely not this. There were dozens of pictures of William Vanderbilt, pictures of him socializing with very controversial people. Apart from the pictures there was a single other file and Nate jumped at the unexpected voices he heard when he double-clicked the file. He recognized the voice but he'd never heard the tone before, it was his grandfather. And he was threatening the Captain and he wanted something desperately.

Nate's head was spinning as he tried to piece this together.

Nate burst into his grandfather's study. "Where the hell is he?"

"Nathaniel, what are you doing here?"

"Where is he?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"You took my dad! And you're holding him hostage."

"Those are some serious accusations. I really have no idea…"

He held out a black USB drive. "This is what you want. Here…take it."

William was speechless. He walked slowly over to his grandson. "I have something I want to show you. Come."

"I'm not going anywhere with you. I can't believe you would do this."

"He's staying in a room at the Empire hotel. I'd hardly say he's being tortured. Now come."

Nate silently followed his grandfather into the car and crossed his arms in front of his chest angrily.

"How'd you know it was me?"

"They called me Nat. You were the only person to tease me with that nickname when I was younger. I remember panicking because I thought it would stick. I hated it."

"You would sit angrily across from me and cross your arms over your chest, just like you are now."

"I deserve to be angry. You kidnapped my father and used him against me to help get back incriminating evidence he kept of you. You almost ruined my wedding day and my you certainly ruined my honeymoon. Not to mention I've been worried sick thinking someone was going to hurt him. Was it worth it? Just for this?" He held up the black USB again.

William silently got out of the car, when Nate got out he realized he was in front of the Empire. He followed his grandfather inside and William walked quickly inside a room. "That's not the real USB. Give me the real one."

"Why would I? I don't trust you."

"Nathaniel, being a Vanderbilt comes with responsibilities. I built upon my grandfather's empire just as you will build upon mine. I do what I have to do to keep my family intact. I wasn't going to let your father ruin it. Someday soon, everything I have is going to be yours."

Nate shook his head. "I don't want it. I'm not like you. I would never do something like this just to guard a reputation. I don't want any of it. I already have everything I've ever wanted and I won't let you keep me from it." He threw the silver USB at him. "There. Now let me take my dad home."

William called a number and hung up before saying anything. A few seconds later the Captain walked in the room, he was escorted by a couple of men wearing black suits. He held a coke in one hand and smiled at his son.

Nate looked at him. "Let's go."

The Captain gave him a hug. "Can you give me a few minutes? I just ordered room service."

…

Chuck couldn't hide his amusement. Nate was obviously pissed off by the story but he found the whole thing so ridiculous it was funny.

Nate gave him a dirty look. "It's not funny! I missed my honeymoon and I was late for my wedding. My dad is an idiot. And my grandfather is a fucking douche bag."

Chuck laughed. "You rescued your dad from his kidnappers and he told you to wait…because he wanted his room service." He was laughing so hard she could barely talk.

Nate started laughing too. He suddenly found the humor in it all.

Chuck handed him a glass of scotch. "Cheers. To...saving family from other family."

"Next to ours fucked up families we seem pretty normal. At least they make us look good."

Chuck nodded and took a small box out of his pocket. "Think Blair would like it?"

He looked at the big diamond ring. "Yean, I know she would…I miss Serena."

"Yeah…you'd probably be getting laid right now."

Nate shook his head. "Don't even tell me that. I'm already pissed off. So you're proposing huh?"

"Yup. You married your best friend. I think it's time for me to marry mine."