Blair was already flipping through wedding magazines when Bart found her in the Waldorf Penthouse. He looked around and sees that Blair had already get rid of the white cloths and heavy drapes, keeping the furniture in place and a few parquets redone. It was done tastefully and definitely an Upper East Side elite style. Bart chose Blair for wife figure because she was an Upper East Side, she has taste, and she would be ready to play these mind games. In short, she wouldn't be a problem to him.

"Cupcake, this is pretty extraordinary," he kissed Blair's forehead and Blair smiled.

"Of course. It is my place, it should be done in an exquisite way. But I still need someone to fix the bedroom, I want to ditch that creaky bed," Blair said. "How are you today?"

"Well, Cecily is giving good feedbacks. That woman is really eccentric," Bart said as he sat beside Blair, flipping through one of her magazines.

"I hate her," Blair said blankly. She really does. "She kept looking at me like I don't belong."

"Well, maybe you should take your Waldorf name back," Bart said.

Blair laughed. "Never."

"Suits you," Bart said. He peeked at Blair who is still concentrating on her magazine. He nudged her to call her but she didn't budge. He hates that. He forcefully took her chin so she would look at him. "Look at me when I speak. You can never run away from this marriage, got it. I caught you when you almost drown and if you ever run away, I will drown you myself with my own bare hands." Blair could only stare at him, it was always like this. Bart lets her go. "Act like you enjoy the wedding. Cecily would be watching."

Bart left Blair alone and she could only stare at his back. It was as if she stopped looking at him he would kill her right instantly. Blair would lie if she said she was unafraid of Bart. She was terrified of him. He may be gentle at times but he can switch his personality if she does something wrong. She was very careful on not to get on his bad side, but his latest project having to side with a mere woman like Cecily Hoffman must have annoy him that he grows annoyed more and more recently.

Blair went through the magazine again, and sighed. As if she has somewhere to run to. She ignored that her hands were shaking.

Meanwhile, Chuck was doing everything he can to have the Waldorf family research through Dan. Dan had left out the Tyler Manning/Harold Waldorf situation because he felt it wouldn't be necessary to include that information. Whatever happened between the Waldorf stayed buried until it needs to be dug.

"Blair was all alone when Bart met her," Chuck said. "I only knew her through high school and that she dropped out. Then suddenly my dad brought her as a date on my 21st birthday. It had been a year after. I didn't know her family abandoned her."

"Well, Blair must have felt like Bart saved her and took her back in the Upper East Side. Regardless being seen as the prostitute, she's back in, more powerful than any women around," Dan looked into Blair's details. It was a little fascinating that her 'don't give a shit' attitude had actually carried her strong around the Upper East Side. "People don't recognize her as a Waldorf, they truly judge her as a mere whore which makes her kind of like the underdog. But her true nature of Upper East Side kicks in when it needs to be, thus making her a strong opponent to any of the Upper East Side women, and the best part is, those women don't even know it."

"Wow, I never see her that way before," Chuck admitted. "I only see her as this vulnerable doll that my dad bought, a doll that needs to be off that filthy hands."

That might be true, Dan thought. But really what makes Chuck better if he only sees her as a thing, the same way his father did. It didn't matter. What matters to Dan now is to make Chuck fall hard for Blair that he would be willing to kill his own father. Chuck's blood relations does nothing to him, so that should be an easy winning after.

"If you want Blair, you should lure her in," Dan looks straight at Chuck, who just chuckled.

"I did that with everything I have. Jewelries, clothes, even that damned macaroons she loved. None of that lured her in," Chuck sighed and cracked his neck as if he had done everything he could.

"No, that is what Bart uses to lure her in. She has all that, why would she go for you if you give her the same things Bart did," Dan decided Chuck was really hopeless and he had to steer him all the way. In a way, Chuck was really a kid. "Lure her into something she doesn't have."

Chuck stared at him. "I tried that too."

"That?" Dan was confused.

"I told her I could give her my heart, something that obviously Bart could never give, but she just ran away," Chuck said. Dan frowned, that was new. "She said then I could sell her away if I did."

"Someone must have made her tick off with that," Dan said.

"You know what, keep an eye on Blair. All these things made me dizzy. I have to run into a few clients, you keep an eye on Blair. There's a party in Vitrola tonight. I sent her an invitation and for some reasons, she just loves burlesque that she even put up with me," Chuck said as he left Dan in his office. Dan looked around, and unlike Bart, Chuck liked being at the top of his building. Dan looked around and sees Chuck has his own safe behind a painting. Too predictable.

"Mr. Humphrey," he heard his name being called and he sees his assistant eyeing him. "Do you need help with anything?"

"The combination of this safe," Dan joked but the assistant just eyes him. "Just kidding. I'm off."

Dan walked out of the building and looked around. It was around noon and he felt that he knew where Blair would be. And as predicted, she was at the park.

She was walking alone again, and today she bought a hot dog. Dan was curious, he was so sure a girl like Blair craves love even with all the luxury and attention Bart gives. It was kind of the cliché that the kind of girl she is digs that, or the kind of girl he thought she was. But from what Chuck said, she seemed really content with just getting the luxury out of Bart. She seeks nothing more, and to be honest, if it was like that, why the sad face when he caught her alone yesterday at the Guggenheim? Why the longing glances towards these people in Central Park?

Was it because Chuck said it? Dan was unsure.

Dan watched Blair as she strolled around the park, curious at every single glance she made. It wasn't towards the couples, but more towards the mothers and fathers who brought their kids along. Dan wasn't sure if he reads her correctly, he was wrong before but it seems that the thing that Blair craves was not love from a man, but love from a parent. He won't say he understand those feelings because craving a parental love is already out of the equation, but he gets where she came from if that was the case.

How does he use this new info as a benefit?

Dan saw Blair sitting down on a bench and he quietly hid behind a tree. He sees her smiling watching the small kid who is jostling out of his nanny's grip. It was a weird scene to be watching but something was amusing her. He quietly watched the same scene and he didn't get it at all. She stood up to throw away the trash when he decided maybe he should just go upfront. She saw him and she sighed.

"Before you speak, no I am not stalking. I'm here for business," Dan said. He might as well use this method. "Chuck sent me here."

"He did?" Blair eyes him. "For what?"

"To basically try and get you to accept him," Dan said. It was in a way the truth.

"He knows that I am with his father," Blair started walking away and Dan walked beside her, catching up. "And what type of guy sends his minion to woo a girl?"

"Well, he can give you what Bart gives you, it is also a plus that he's younger and probably will inherit all that Bass money," Dan said when reality is, Dan agreed choosing Bart would be the one to go if you want money. "He is also falling for you, hard." Dan didn't think so but he might as well say it just to see her reaction.

"The only reason he thinks he's falling for me is because he can't get me," Blair retorted.

"Why can't he get you? What is so wrong with Chuck Bass?" Dan was playing now.

"Well, for one, between Bart and Chuck, Bart is a little bit more of my type," Blair is annoyed.

"They are father and son. I'm pretty sure they are more alike than you know it."

"I'm satisfied with Bart. I don't need petty love from his son," Blair glared at Dan as she stopped walking.

"Satisfied? But petty love is still love. Why are you satisfied with a man who can't give you love?" Dan asked.

"Because I don't need love," Blair said, confirming everything Chuck had told Dan. Blair didn't want love.

"What about your parents?" Dan dared to ask. He knew they left her, but he was curious.

"What about them?" Blair looked down.

"What if they are here to take you back?" it was so personal that it shocked Blair he dared to ask that. "I'm asking because I may know where your father is."

"What?" Blair was speechless and the fact didn't enter her mind until a few seconds pass by.

"I may know where your father is, or rather Chuck knows. He knows because he cares for you, a lot that he went looking for your parents," that was a lie, but whatever. Chuck need not to know his methods. "That was how I knew you were a Waldorf, Chuck told me."

"Chuck found my dad?" Blair asked because she was confused. The father that she had lost since she was young might be around and that kind of scared her a bit. The scene where a father holding his daughter came to mind and she suddenly shakes her head. Dan could only watch her, confused. "I'm okay with my life, I'm happy with it, I don't need more." It was like a chant as she said it over and over again. Blair turned her face cold and hard as she glared at Dan. "I don't want to know where my dad is. So you tell Chuck, his caring for me failed."

Blair left and Dan decided not to follow her. Dan was wrong, she wasn't the strong woman; that was a cover, she is actually pretty brittle inside. Not a vulnerable doll as Chuck said, but more like a broken girl who patched herself up and tried to never break again that she puts all these walls around her. Held her the wrong way and she's back to breaking again.

Dan sighed. Why does it feel like he's in too deep?

Dan went back to Victor Vitrola as Chuck said Blair would be there. It was still empty and then he sees a familiar face. It was the informer from the Biro and he waved at him. The Biro didn't mention a meeting so it was weird that he was here.

"Hey, good to see you. How is the mission going?" the informer asked him.

"You are supposed to be neutral," Dan said, warning him. There are rumors that sometimes informers get caught up with the mission and some failed to attempt the precise assassination that could led into exposing the Biro. "You're not supposed to be here."

"I am invited," the informer showed him his pass. "I have a life outside of the Biro, Perseus, and this is my life."

"It is Dan here," Dan told him.

"You use Dan around here? I thought that was your real name," the informer faked a shocked face.

"How do you even know my name?" Dan stared at him.

"Let's just say I am a big fan of Perseus," the informer smiled. "And in real life, I'm called Nate."

"Be neutral," Dan warned him and left him at the bar.

"Dan," he heard Nate calling him. He looked back and sees Nate raising his glass. "Good luck, you'd need it."

Dan went backstage where the girls are and they were all eyeing him. One puts her hand on his shoulder asking him to stop but he kept moving. He needs to find Arthur and the only place he could be found is with the dancers. The reason two girls left the club was because Arthur kept sexually harassing them. He found him seducing one of the dancers and he snapped his fingers at him.

"Yes, Humphrey?" he was annoyed. The 2 days Dan worked in Vitrola, Arthur didn't have any chances at all with the girls. The new guy took all the attention and it seems that even the girl he's trying to seduce is watching Dan.

"I need you to fill me in with the guest details," Dan needs to know who is in for tonight so he could make sure he fish enough out of Blair. Bart would not be here as Chuck said Bart will be in Bass Company the whole night digging God knows what and there would be at least 15 guards with him. Dan had counted all the security cameras and it would be a little bit of impossible to create an assassination there.

"Well, there are the Upper East Side trust fund kids will be here, The Van Der Woodsens, the Archibalds, the Carlyles, the Baizens, whole bunch of rich kids. There will also be a few celebrities like Mario Lopez, Criss Angel and that billionaire's daughter, Bree Buckley," in short, none of the people is important to Dan. It was only rich trust fund kids around and he thought maybe tonight he should only go around Blair for more information.

"Well, I need you to clear the road for the guest arrival," Dan instructed him.

"That is Hunter's job," Arthur said.

"I know, but I don't want to go down to Hunter to tell him what to do. So you go down," Dan smiled and Arthurs wanted to punch Dan. Arthur grumbled when he left and Dan was about to leave too before one of the dancer pulled his hand.

"Thank you," he sees a dark haired girl with exotic skin, her tag name showed Vanessa. "He is a scumbag."

"Sure he is," Dan left and went to wait at the bar. He sees Nate talking to the waitress, smiling his white teeth and hand in his golden blonde hair. Dan was about to leave before the exotic girl Vanessa pulled him into the private room. He sighed when he sees Vanessa locking the door. It happened before with a girl named Ivy and he had to make her pass out to get out. He was about to do the same thing to Vanessa but surprisingly, she evaded the attack.

"I'm not an easy target Humphrey, so back off," Vanessa was rather serious compared to the seductive Ivy. Dan tried to flip her around but Vanessa was quick enough that she shoved him on the sofa, holding him from the run with a gun in her hand pointed to him. "Stay."

They heard the door being knocked 3 times and Vanessa opened the door, gun still pointing at Dan. Dan sees Nate coming in and Dan had his face straight.

"Hey, Perseus, nice to see you," Nate smiled as he sits down beside Dan. "You've met my partner Vanessa, hot young lady isn't she?"

"Just get on with it Archibald," Vanessa warned him.

"Alright, Abrams, chill," Nate said before looking at Dan. "Sorry about her, she's a bit sensitive at times."

"CIA?" Dan asked quietly.

"That was quick. How did you know?" Nate looked at him and Dan actually had guessed from Vanessa's moves. It showed the CIA training in her. "Never mind that, I'm curious, you can easily run from Vanessa, I mean you're trained to be the strong assassin here, why are you still here?"

"I want to know," Dan stared at Nate. "What do you cops want? If you wanted to expose the Biro you have done that when you were accepted as an informer. I must say the Biro is lacking nowadays."

"Well, I don't like to be called a cop, but whatever. We're here to make a deal with you," Nate said. "I don't want to expose the Biro. I said it before, I am a fan of Perseus, and I want to make a deal with you. Me, Nate Archibald, not CIA agent Archibald."

"Betrayal seems to be the norm in the CIA," Dan smirked and Vanessa didn't sit still with it.

"It is not betraying, it is using some of the benefits we earned. The CIA had been tracking the famous assassin Petra Biro since 1996 along with his men and organization but sometime in 2003 the CIA decided that maybe the Biro is doing some justice into the country that we led them peace, with the occasional arrest for formalities sake of course," Nate smiled. "We were supposed to catch you, Perseus for the formalities, but I saved your ass there. Sent a sparkly natured assassin named James Perry to the CIA. We said he was the leader of the pack in the killing business."

"Why?"

"You successfully killed William Van Der Bilt and I applaud you for that," Nate smiled. "He was my grandfather."

"You're searching for revenge?" Dan challenged.

"No, I actually felt like I owe you one for killing him," Nate said smugly. "I have my own reasons to want my grandfather be killed so don't judge me. I have a proposition, slash threatening for you. The Van Der Bilt had some information that the CIA needed but after his death it seems that he had passed this information onto the second man in charge, Bart Bass."

"And?" Dan looked straight at him.

"I want to work with you in killing Bart Bass. The Biro needs him dead but we need his secret, we need to know about the two floors he has above his office, we need his dirt," Nate looked at him seriously now. "I can help take the CIA off you when you kill Bart if you help me get those data."

"What exactly those data gives you?" Dan was curious.

"You need not to know that," Nate said. "All I need is the secrets and all you need is a bullet in his head. What would be better to have cops off your back for once?"

Dan thought about it and with the CIA off his back, his work could be a lot easier. Plus, it didn't hurt that Nate's CIA eyes could help him find even more information. He could easily break off the agreement if he sensed the deal backfired. Dan knows how to handle cops and he knows if he takes this deal, it wouldn't mean anything more than if he didn't. So what the hell. "Fine, deal." He shook Nate's hand and Nate smiled.

"By the way, Perseus, do you know what they called me in the CIA?" Nate said after they were out of the private room. "Hercules. Pretty ironic since you're Perseus, right."

"Yeah, whatever," Dan rolled his eyes and left.

Vanessa eyed him and looked at Nate. "Are you sure about this? Nathan would be pretty pissed if he knows about this."

"Don't worry. After we get the secret, Perseus is off to jail for sure. Like he said, betrayal seems to be the norm in the CIA," Nate said quietly.

Dan left and saw Blair already sipping her martini. He approached her at the bar and he sees her sighing. "I work here so you can't take me as a stalker."

Blair sighed and only looked away when Dan sat on the stool beside her.

He didn't know why but he spoke about it, about his dad. "My dad left when I was 11, and I am 100% sure he's not coming back. I was angry and I was hurt for a long time, that I decided that life didn't matter with him. But my sister kept reminding me that he was a wonderful dad that sometimes it is hard to be angry at him, even if I wanted to. If I were to be given a chance to meet him again, I would meet him again."

"What for?" Blair asked. She was listening the entire time.

"So I can convey my anger on him. At least he heard what I said and know how I felt. I think I would feel better that way too," Dan didn't realize this but he was honest with his words. He really did mean every words and it shocked him a bit. He was rarely this sentimental and now he's this weepy weak kid again. He hates that it made him feel a little better.

"At least you're angry with him," Blair spoke and it shows on her face how broken she is. "I don't even know what to feel for my dad."

Blair sat there quietly and Dan felt an overwhelming feeling inside of him. It didn't feel right, it felt horrible and he stood up, walking pass everyone up to the office. Blair was confused as she looked at him go. He closed the door and had his hand on his heart. It was beating fast and it shouldn't be. Suddenly all his anger, his sadness, every emotions he had when his dad hanged himself came to him and he panicked. Every inch of his body was in pain and he felt like screaming. He never felt this way before when he was talking about his dad to Jenny, but why is it that talking to Blair made him feel like a thousand needles had punched through his heart.

Dan broke a sweat as he found himself sitting on the floor, catching his breath. He needs to stop thinking about the past and move on. His dad is dead and so be it. What he is right now is an assassin ready to pull a bullet on a man's head.

He's an assassin. He's an assassin. It needs to seep through.

Dan sighed. He needs to clear his head off from Blair Waldorf. Maybe it is a bad idea after all to be involved with Blair Waldorf.

To Be Continued

A/N: Okay, I will at least take a week before continuing due to exams and quizzes in college. Make sure to read and review!