A/N: tada, a new chapter, barely a week after the last one. I know it's rather short but the next one shall be longer.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter! I'm glad to see that there are still people out there who actually read this! But though, I've rather disappointing news: I just heard that they kill Nair on the books and replace it with Chair. HONESTLY! I love chair sometimes on the show but the boosk will copy now the show? I'm so displeased with that one, that I'll finish my Nate story (Nate is done) now first and then write a three-shot Nair. Please don't get mad at me but I really want to do that first. Since I heard this today, I'm really not much in the mood to write Chair stories right now. Sorry.
„What?" Chuck asked when got closer to Lily.
"Yes. You heard right. You father had an accident. When he was inspecting on one of his sites, he fell. And he's not very well, Chuck. You need to come home." Lily explained.
"When did this happen? Why didn't you call?" Chuck hissed. He was confused? Was he worry? Was he angry? Probably both. His father couldn't be hurt, could he? He was the big bad Bart Bass. Chuck just couldn't imagine that his father could get weak.
"And you should come too, Nate. Given to everything, maybe this is the opportunity that will make things work." Lily suggested.
Nate's stomach tighten at Lily's comment. Ever since his mom had brought up the issue, Chuck and him avoided that topic completely. They decided to ignore it and continue their friendship as it was. The idea of being blood related to each other was still kind of – well, weird.
Nate nodded though.
"Okay then. Please go, grab your things, I'll call the pilot." Lily declared.
"You're here with the Bass Jet?" Chuck asked in disbelief. It was a business week and he knew very well that the plane was constantly used from Monday to Friday. And it was a Tuesday.
"Yes, Chuck. I didn't want to book commercial. That just would have cost time." Lily returned.
Blair, Serena and Eric made their way upstairs.
"Lily, how serious are his injuries?" Chuck asked. He was still frozen in the place. Nate still sat on the table.
"Chuck, when I left he come from the surgery room. He was okay. Not good but steady. They put him in an artificial coma until tomorrow. So the sooner we get back, the sooner you can see him and stay with him when they wake him up." Lily explained.
Nate nodded and went also upstairs in order to pack his things.
"And you just left him there alone?" Chuck asked in disbelief. Anger built up inside of his stomach.
Lily shook her head. "No, Anne promised to stay with him. And , believe it or not, Dorota offered to stay in the hospital as well. I think she really miss people around her since Blair's gone and Eleanor more in Europe than at home."
Chuck hesitated a second before he nodded and followed the others upstairs. 'He has a kid with Anne, so they liked each other somewhere along the way' Chuck thought to himself as he opened the door of his and Blair's bedroom. Blair had already laid four suitcases on the bed and floor. Open, so that she just could throw things in them. And that she did. She grabbed everything haply and throw it in the suitcases.
"Blair, we'll need days to sort my things from yours." Chuck mentioned her behavior.
"No we won't. That will take Dorota just a few hours when she's going to unpack those in my house." Blair returned nonchalant.
"Your house?" Chuck lifted an eyebrow at her.
"Yes, Chuck Bass. You're not going to stay in the Palace when we get back. You need a home. And I couldn't call the apartment 'home' if you're not there. So you'll stay with me." Blair explained her plan just like it was the most natural thing in the world.
"I don't think so." Chuck replied.
Blair stopped her activity and turned her gaze to his. "Why not?"
"Well, I don't think that Eleanor would approve of that. And I also don't think that Lily would be fine with this." Chuck returned as he started to throw the clothes haply in the suitcases, just like she did before.
"I don't care, Bass. You'll stay with me. Your daddy is ill, you need someone who bolster you and I don't think that Lily can do that. But I do." Blair said firmly.
Chuck eyed her again in curiosity. "Is that so?"
Blair's eyes met his. "Yes, Chuck. That is so. I will stand by you through anything because I love you."
Chuck pulled her in an embrace in no time and gave her a butterfly kiss on her lips. She smiled at him. The love and the worry he saw in her eyes were overwhelming. "Thank you, Blair."
Blair pulled back and frowned a bit. But the very next moment she smiled again. Chuck was confused but let it slip right now. When they finished packing, there were only five last pieces that still hang on the door. It was the white silk dress, Blair's two dancing dresses and the two they'd borrowed from Isabella.
"Blair, what about your dresses?" Chuck asked.
Blair looked at him. "They belong here. Well, at least mine. The other two we've to bring back before leaving."
Chuck just nodded. He didn't know why exactly he got so impatient but he wanted go back to NY as soon as possible.
He took all four suitcases at once and carried them downstairs. Blair just shook her head at him before she hung the white dress and her 'work clothes' in the closet.
Five minutes later, All of them sat in the two cars, Lily had ordered to bring them to the airport after a little step by at Jose's house.
Meanwhile in New York.
As soon as Lily called, Anne ran off to the hospital. She sat now next to Bart's bed, holding his hand while he laid there in a coma. 'This is Lily's place. She should be here. She's the wife.' Anne flinched at the word as she thought about it. She still didn't know how to explain to Nate that she filled for divorce. An immediately divorce that was. For every common person this would be something impossible. But not for the Vanderbilt family. They were in high positions in every political relevant office on the Upper East Coast and had very powerful friends.
Sitting there and play Bart's wife was wrong in every way, but right now, Anne was lucky to have something to distract herself from sitting alone in the empty house or doing the garden. Even if the view in front of her broke her heart a bit.
After their quick visit at José's the NJBC, Eric and Lily sat in the Bass Jet that was headed back to New York. Chuck had given all the money they got from José back to him.
"Nate, where do you want to stay when we're back? I guess you don't want to be at the Archibald house right now?" Blair said.
Nate looked at her. He hadn't thought about that so far. "No idea." was his short reply.
"Well we could get a hotel room." Serena suggested.
"Nonsense. You have your rooms at home Serena. Nate can have the guest room. I'll tell Cece that I need it." Lily interrupted.
"Oh, no, Lily. You can't kick your own mother out. He'll stay at our house. Chuck will be there, too so shall be fine!" Blair cut her off.
"No, he'll stay with us. Grandma will understand." Serena snapped at her.
"You can't kick your grandmother out, Serena." Blair snapped back in disbelief.
"Oh, you would know, huh? You never had one!" Serena fired back.
Blair didn't reply. She just shook her head and looked out of the window.
"That was a low blow, Serena." Chuck said.
"No it was not!" Serena tried to defend herself.
"Yes it was. And I'd love to stay at your house, Blair." Nate mentioned.
Blair turned her gaze to him and beamed. That made Serena pout. Eric rolled annoyed with his eyes.
"Why do the two of you always fight out of the blue?" Eric asked annoyed.
"THAT is something I try to figure out for years now, Eric darling." Lily cut in. "But now, rest. All of you. We've a long day ahead."
All of them stayed quiet. Blair snuggled into Chuck's chest. Serena curled up in a pouting ball, leaning away from Nate. Eric and Lily just rolled their eyes at them. About two hours later they'd be back in the city they fled from just several weeks ago. And the idea of this haunted them in their dreams right now.
A/N: I know, again a cliffhanger. I'm a b**ch but I can't help it :o)
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