A/N: Hey everyone! I'm SO sorry. I know many of you guys waiting daily for the update but this was way more difficult than I thought.
Second problem was/is that my beta is lost :'( So I'm looking for a new one, but this chapter is
NOT PROOFREAD
So if you find mistakes, please tell me so I can fix that.
I also added music tips to get in the right mood for this chapter. I used that and it helped a lot.
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Music: Buena Vista Social Club - Candela
The five of them used the time in the plane to sleep. Nate's head leaned against Serena's shoulder. Blair sitting in Chuck's lap and snuggled against Chuck's chest. Eric stretched across a whole seat row. All too soon, the voice of the pilot woke them up.
"We're almost there. Please put your safety belts on!"
When they slowly moved back in their seats and did as told, suddenly the beautiful island underneath them in the perfect blue ocean became clear.
"Oh, Chuck, look!" Blair said excited
He just smirked and nodded.
Two hours later.
"Oh my god." The five stood at the street in front of the airport. There were only a few old cars and some tourist busses in front of the airport.
"What did you expect, Waldorf? I told you that this isn't New York." Chuck commented Blair's reaction.
"Yeah, Blair. You should have done some vacation in Latin America instead of Europe. Then you'd know how this is going to be." Nate mentioned.
"Yeah, just mock me. Thank you boyfriend and ex-boyfriend." Blair returned icily.
"How do we get to the house, Chuck?" Eric asked curious.
"We're early. It's 12: 40 and our ride was ordered for 13:00." Chuck explained.
"In which condition is the house?" Serena asked.
"In a good one. When we arrive there, the carpenter and the painter should be done." Chuck said nonchalantly.
"Chuck, I still don't understand how we should get here anywhere without car." Blair queried.
"Waldorf, would you stop it? I told you, we don't need one. Everything we need can be reached by a little walk and for anything else, I try to get a bike or two." Chuck answered.
"Oh, one like this?" Eric said amused and pointed at a man on a bike. On the wheels of the bike were no rubber anymore so the wheels were blank steel.
"Wow, that's going to be fun!" Blair sassed.
Chuck looked her straight in the eye. He shook his head a bit and broke the sight connect. His face fell a bit and took just a second for Blair to stand in front of him, wrapping her arms around him and gave him a slight kiss on the lips.
"I'm sorry." Blair mumbled. Chuck wanted to stay mad but the nearly needy look in her eyes made him melt, like usual. "It's okay, sweetie." he returned. A wide smile broke across her face. She kissed him a second time before…
"Mr. Bass?" a voice with Spanish accent called.
"That's me" Chuck said as he waved to the man.
"Mr. Bass, we're here. Is this your luggage?" the tall, thin man pointed at their suitcases and bags.
"Yes it is." Chuck nodded but as the man tried to stem Blair's suitcases Chuck made a step in the direction and took two suitcases himself. "It's okay, we can carry our stuff by our own. Thank you."
Serena, Blair and Eric exchanged confused glares as Chuck helped to pack the luggage in the trunks of two old Fords. Nate, as the gentleman and strong guy he was helped, too.
Music: Compay Segundo - Guantanamera
twenty minutes later
They drove with the old cars through the city and felt like being time-wrapped to the 60's. The people dressed in old fashion clothes, the old fashioned houses and the poorness was so obvious. It was the first time they all, except Chuck, realized what they are really in for. Chuck knew it from the very first moment he saw the house in Mexico.
They arrived in a wide, rough road. The red sand was raised like dust from the cars that drove about it. The suffocating heat was a hard burden for the spoiled UES kids. And the ride in the car was no fun at all. The shock absorpers of the cars had fallen into ashes years earlier. They finally arrived in a inlet of a small, gated house surrounded by high trees.
The front gate was open and two man in working clothes were just leaving the house with tools in their hands. They put the tools in a small, old van. When the five including their drivers got out of the car, one of the workers greeted them and asked who Chuck Bass is. Chuck took care of the bill and got a copy of it.
"The original one is sent out with mail. It's like we handle that here." the man explained and Chuck nodded and shaked hands with the man.
"You did leave the material I asked you to bring, don't you?" Chuck asked the man as he got in the van and he nodded.
"You're sure you'll do this on your own?" he returned and Chuck nodded.
The drivers took the luggage and placed right on the floor next to the ground. Blair flinched as they let her suitcases slip on the floor. Chuck paid the drivers also and they left.
The house was a pretty one. It was in L-form, orange painted, new windows with white frames and a pretty white front door. The house war surrounded with a 6 feet tall wall which was also painted orange. Behind the house is a garden. Nearly as big as a lacrosse field which was surrounded with flower bushes in front of the wall. The grass of the garden as perfect trimmed. On the backside of the house was a large terrace with a canopy. On the canopy hang lampions. It was a really pretty place.
As soon as the men left, Chuck closed the gate to the inlet and opened the front door. They got in and came in a pretty, yellow painted hallway with terracotta colored flagging. The flagging was the same on the whole floor. On the left was a huge, light living room with to old white sofas and an armchair. One wall was covered with bookshelves full of books. In another corner stood an very old TV. The room looked like imported straight from the eighty's. On the right was a large kitchen, completely white with pastel green walls .
They went upstairs. The staircase separated the upper floor in two sides. Like on the other flower, the flagging covered the whole ground. But this flagging was shiny white. On the left there were a small bedroom with pastel green walls (just like the kitchen) and a normal one bed made of dark colored wood with the fitting cupboard. A little desk next to the window completed the room. Just like all windows on the second floor it was from the ceiling to the ground and penetrated with little white frames.
The next was a bathroom with douche, tub and two sinks. All white.
"Wow, that looks like a hospital bathroom. We've to do something about that." Serena said as she took a look in the room and everybody nodded.
The next was a bedroom for two persons. The walls were painted pastel violet and the furniture (king size bed, cupboard, desk, vanity) were white.
"Oh, that's beautiful!" Serena said and clapsed her hands, Blair rolled her eyes.
On the other site was a bathroom, just like the other one and another bedroom for two. Through the L-form of the house there was only space for two rooms on this side. The last bedroom was painted in a light blue and the furniture (a kingsize bed, two small cupboards on each side, a desk and a vanity) were made of mahagony wood.
"That's perfect, Chuck." Blair whispered.
"So we're clear?" He asked and looked at Nate and Eric.
"Why did you chose the purple bedroom, Serena? Now I've to think about Chuck all the time." Nate mocked. Everybody laughed.
"Well, dear Nathaniel, then you're in for great dreams, I guess." Chuck said. "Let's go and get the luggage unpacked. Nate and I have to do some labor today."
"What? Chuck Bass and working with his own hands?" Serena asked in disbelief.
"Yes, sis. You would be surprised what these hands of mine can do." Chuck smirked.
"Ewww, gross!" Serena returned.
"What's the big thing you're planning to do?" Eric asked curious.
"Nate and I have to pocket setting the safe in the basement." Chuck answered.
"What basement? I haven't seen a door anywhere." Blair said confused.
"With good reason, angel." Chuck smirked again.
They finally had carried all suitcases, bags and purses into the house and every piece on the bed of the owner.
"Nate, come on. We need to do this before it's get dark outside." Chuck told his best friend across the hallway, from their bedroom to the other one. Nate nodded and got downstairs with Chuck.
"Blair we have to see this." Serena yelled as well through the whole house.
Blair and Serena followed the boys downstairs. Eric followed, he couldn't miss the show. He need definitely new anecdotes. And "Nate and Chuck working like worker" had potential. Chuck stopped in the hallway and took a look around. Everyone stared at him. He nodded and walked towards the staircase. He made a step to the side, kneed down next to it. The stairs was high enough for him to stand underneath it but he reached out a single flagging and pulled it up. Blair's and Serena's jaw dropped while Nate and Eric frowned. Under the flagging was a ring. Chuck pulled on it and a trap-door opened. Chuck slide in the whole and was disappeared the next second. Blair gasped but the next second a light was lighten in the basement. They all got closer to look in it. There was a small wood stair that leads in a small room. Maybe ten to ten feet. The room had a loamy ground and the walls were blank. No plaster, no render nothing but blank concrete.
"Nathaniel, would you mind to go and get the tools? The hammers, the chisels, the scoops and the dirt buckets from the inlet? Thanks." Chuck commanded from underneath.
Nate rolled his eyes and gestured to Eric to help getting the things, Chuck asked for. Meanwhile Chuck used his finger to print a quad on the dirty wall with his finger.
When Nate and Eric got back, Nate went down in the basement as well and Eric handed them the tools, the guys in the basement started to work.
"You girls, something to drink would be fine." Nate said after a while. He was all sweaty by now.
Blair rolled her eyes but walked in the kitchen, found glasses, a can and a tablet. But there was nothing in the fridge! Nothing!.
So she took water from the tap and poured it in the can.
She handed two glasses down and asked. "Bass, what are we supposed to eat? There's NOTHING in the fridge."
"Relax, Waldorf. I bought some stuff on the airport and tomorrow we going to shop." Chuck said.
When they finally had a big quad whole in the wall, the boys climbed out and went out of the house. They came back with a heavy, huge, packed package. They unpacked and it was an old fashioned safe with two combination locks.
"Okay. We'll need some concrete to fix it. Let's go outside and mix it. Can't be that hard. The workers let us two sacks of the concrete powder, sand and they said to use water. Let's take a bucket and filled it with it."
It was one for the ages. Nate and Chuck trying to mix concrete. with their brand new trowels. If somebody had told her a month ago she'd ever see Chuck doing something like this, she'd booked a visit in the nuthouse for that person.
But now she stands beside her next friend in the door of their new home and watched her boyfriend in his white undershirt and her ex with no shirt working on this building stuff in the twilight.
"Now I know why women find workmen so sexy, Serena." Blair mentioned with a smile.
"Uh hm." Serena answered.
The boys first tries weren't really successful. The first mixture was hard as stone within a minute. The next one was liquid as a soup. It took five tries until they had an acceptable result and went back to the basement.
Nate put some concrete on the bottom of the whole in the wall before they placed the safe on it. Finally they filled the rills around the safe with the concrete before they gratulated themselves and got out of the basement.
In the meantime Serena, Eric and Blair had checked the inventory of house. It was kind of sporadic but okay. They had a bunch of towels, a few cups, plates, knifes, spoons, forks, glasses, pans and pots and other kitchen things they'd need to cook.
"Honey, we're done. Come and look!" Chuck said excited. Blair and Serena came and nodded smiling.
"Good job, boys." Blair said appreciative.
"Okay, Chuck. I'm starving. Let's go in the kitchen and eat dinner." Nate said sternly.
Chuck nodded and let Nate go first before he took a last look and switched the light off.
Ten minutes in the kitchen.
"Really Chuck? That's it? I can't believe you!" Serena shouted as all of them looked down on two packs of chocolate cookies, a bottle wine and a bottle scotch. "Chuck you may could live from love, air and scotch but the rest of us mortals really would like to have a real dinner."
"SERENA, if you don't stop moaning now, I swear I'll send you back to the States and sell you to Hugh Hefner!" Chuch spat back.
"Okay everybody. Let's calm down. So there are twenty cookies in each pack, means eight for everyone." Eric tried to change the topic.
"Oh yeah, Chuck. Of course you know people like him personal. Your master, huh?" Serena shouted.
"No, thanks Eric. I'm not hungry." Blair mentioned merely. And suddenly the room went quite. Chuck and Serena stopped their arguing to eye Blair.
"Like hell you are, Waldorf. You'll eat." Chuck commanded.
"You're not my dad, Bass. And I said I'm not hungry." Blair yelled at him.
"Blair, we haven't eat in more than twelve hours. You have to eat." Serena tried to talk sense in her friend.
"I'm still not hungry, no matter what you say. I'm just not." Blair said sternly.
"Blair – no eating, no wine." Nate said as sternly as she.
That was the edge from angry to furious to Blair.
"I don't need the effing wine; Nate. Why can't you accept that I. Am. Just. Not. Hungry." she said before turning around and run up the stairs. Chuck ran after her.
"Well, that went well." Eric commented the scene.
Serena and Nate exchanged looks.
"Well more for us." Nate said happily.
"Nate!" Serena said in a maternal strength tone.
Chuck opened the bedroom door. Blair sat on the floor next to the bed, back leaned against the bed. She sobbed.
Chuck walked over to her, laid on the bed behind her so that his head could rest on her shoulder. He pressed a soft kiss on her cheek.
"Tell me what's going on, angel." Chuck whispered.
"Chuck, why didn't you believe me when I said I'm not hungry?" Blair said and the sadness dripped off from her voice.
"You must be hungry, Blair."
"But I'm truly not. And this experience in the kitchen there was really a bad one."
"Why, Blair? Because people are concerned about you?" Chuck got a bit angry.
"No, because people tell me what to do again. Chuck, why can't I have the control over myself at least here."
It took a while before Chuck answered.
"You're right. I'm sorry. Let's go, get a shower. Together." He smirked.
She giggled a bit but rose. Chuck pulled her in the bathroom next to their bedroom and slammed the door. Blair laughed as he started to kiss her neck roughly.
Nate, Serena and Eric heard the door slam and looked slowly up to the ceiling. When Blair started laughing, Serena shook her head.
"Can anyone else don't believe those two?" Serena asked in disbelief.
"Could you ever, Serena?" Eric asked in return.
Serena shrugged and Nate chuckled.
"I want to go in the tub. Chuck. It's been so long and I don't want a short session in the shower. Let's do this romantic." Blair moaned.
"You let the water in the tub, I'll take a shower first. Otherwise we would swim in a bath of dirt, sand and concrete powder." Chuck said disgusted as he looked down on himself.
"Owe!" Blair said. Then she giggled and he looked at her confused. "My little dirty boy." Blair said as she kissed him. He let his tongue slip in her mouth and they kissed until there were noises on the staircase. Serena giggled and Nate laughed. Blair and Chuck frowned.
"You guys, let's see how's first in using all hot water!" Nate screamed outside. Blair gave Chuck a stern glare and he nodded.
They were always in for a competition. It took Blair less than ten seconds to find the nyliner of the tub and turn on the hot water. Chuck was already in the shower when she turned around. He was so damn fast in putting his clothes off, Blair thought and smiled.
Blair reached out to feel the temperature of the water. It was still hot.
"Chuck, how's the water?" Blair asked.
"Can't say. I normally shower cold."
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. They didn't answer. The knock moved across the hallway.
"Chuck. I think it's Eric." Blair said.
"Well, bad luck for him."
Suddenly a voice rose in the hallway.
"YOU GUYS; THIS IS MEAN. I NEED TO PEE AND SOMEONE OF YOU IS LETTING ME IN; NO!!!" Eric yelled.
"GARDEN!" Chuck and Nate shouted back at the same time.
"Unbelievable!" Eric cursed loudly all his way down the stair and out in the dark. It was a dark night, no moon to be seen. When he reached the wall he was still cursing about his stepbrother, his sister and their crazy behavior.
"Like addicts." Eric mumbled as he suddenly saw something in front of the gate. It was the light of a handy display. Eric tried to get closer but the light disappeared fast. A person started running down the inlet back to the street and Eric ran over to the gate to see who it was. When the name reached the street and stand in the light, Eric couldn't believe it.
"Oh, no." he said to himself.
A/N: I know, I know, cliffhanger sucks but this is the being of a good one :-) I hope you enjoyed it and laughed at least a bit. This chapter was meant to be funny. Please review and let me know if it really was.