Hello all! OK so my writers block and laziness have finally subsided so I decided to update my stories before they came back to wreck havoc on my life. So this is the next installment and I decided to focus on the scene where Blair meets with Marcus and Catherine for brunch and threatens to expose their affair if they don't leave the country and Catherine pays off Nate's debt. So here's a deleted scene where Blair encounters Chuck the moment she walks out of the restaurant.


The Ex Files

"My my my... Those faces," Chuck drawled as he looked over at Catherine and Marcus entering their limo, "and yours," he turned and stared at her. "I take it brunch with your future Mother-in-law didn't bode over well."

Blair rolled her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to put her emotions in check after a trying brunch with the incestuous duo. "You know, you're precisely the last person on the face of this earth that I want to see right now. And the funny thing is, that's probably not the first time you've been told that. In fact, I know I must have said it to you at least a couple hundred times," Blair bit out as she turned around and began walking down the block. "What are you doing here, Chuck?"

Chuck followed closely as Blair began making her way down the bustling street. "I like to call it divine intervention. Seeing as out of the millions of people in Manhattan, I happen to run into my favorite one," Chuck teased as he hooked his arm through hers and steered her clear of a subway gate.

Blair tugged away from his touch and turned to stare at him. "OK. What will it take for you to leave me alone?" Blair asked as she folded her arms and stared him down.

"You know what I want Blair," Chuck breathed out softly as he reached out to cup her face, but kept his hand a few inches away from making contact.

Blair shuddered slightly as she felt the warmth emanating from his palm. And although many would call her an idiot and say it was only the summer heat, she knew it was his warmth that she felt. It could only be his warmth that set her skin on fire, made her blood boil, her breath hitch, her body tremble. "That's no longer an option," Blair mewled out softly as she turned around and tried to walk away.

Her efforts were thwarted when Chuck reached out and turned her around in his arms. "It'll always be an option. Especially now that, if what I saw earlier is any indication, Lord Marcus is out of the picture," Chuck prodded in his smarmy tone.

"What makes you think Marcus is out of the picture?" Blair challenged, unwilling to yield just yet, knowing that Chuck had read the situation correctly.

"Instinct. Something is telling me this is the perfect time to strike," Chuck murmured as his hands melded down her body and landed possessively around her waist.

"I'm not yours for you to stake your claim," Blair scowled as she pressed her palms against his chest. "And you're making a scene. Let go of me, Chuck."

Chuck smiled but refused to let her go. "I doubt anyone is finding anything abnormal about this situation. You clearly want me. I clearly want you."

"There is nothing clear about it. You decided to bury and obscure everything that ever existed between us. You dug "us" in to a hole so deep, there is no way that you can crawl your way out of it. So I suggest you stop trying, because anything that could have been will never be," Blair growled out as she mustered up all her strength and pushed against him hard enough to cause him to let her go.

Chuck frowned as he caught his footing and began to give chase to Blair once again. "Well I suggest you stop fighting it. Because resisting it will only make you look more foolish when you finally submit to it," Chuck drawled casually as he placed his hands in his pockets and smiled smugly at her.

Blair could feel her every nerve unfolding and she desired nothing more at that moment than to slap him. But she didn't allow herself the pleasure. Didn't allow him the pleasure knowing he got to her. "Goodbye Chuck," she said sternly as she began to walk away again.

"Goodbye? I thought I'd walk you," Chuck teased as he started following her once again. "We're both headed to our lovely school anyway..."

"I'd rather not have you stalking me all the way there," Blair bit out as she carefully made sure her body made absolutely no contact with him as they walked side by side.

"What happened with Marcus?" Chuck asked instead, ignoring her jab.

"Why do you care?" Blair hissed as she cast an angry glance at him, never halting her walk.

"Call me sentimental. From what I saw, things didn't go too well."

Blair sighed deeply and shook her head. "Well your right. And I guess you'd find out sooner or later. Why not sooner, right?" she asked to no one in particular.

"Right..." Chuck provided, waiting patiently to hear the news he looked forward to hearing ever since the Lord came into their lives.

"Catherine and Marcus are leaving the country," Blair stated without elaborating. She hurried her steps and ignored looking at Chuck's face.

"Where does that leave you?" Chuck continued, the smile already forming on his lips. It was a lucky thing Waldorf was avoiding his gaze.

Blair groaned out in frustration and stopped and stared at him. They stood before the school, who's grounds were empty considering everyone was in class. "Where do you think, Bass? They'll be in Europe. I'll be here. It's over," she finished softly as she turned and began making her ways up the stairs.

Chuck watched as she walked away, shoulders a bit slump, the sassiness and attitude she normally held not there at all. He was overjoyed that it was over, but maybe she wasn't. "You deserved better, Waldorf," he shouted, causing her to turn and look at him with a shocked expression. She stared at him for a moment, both lost in each other's eyes, trying to understand the deeper feelings that threatened to surface. Chuck finally broke the spell.

"You still do..." he finished lamely and uncomfortably as he hurried and walked quickly into the school, avoiding the strong gaze that watched his every step.