A/N: Yay for a relatively quick update. I intend for this to become a regular thing (i.e. I update on Monday's until this story reaches completion, which will probably be around Christmas time). I will say that there is a LOT of switching points of view in this chapter. I was going for a certain effect that I'm not entirely sure I pulled off. Anyways, I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN GOSSIP GIRL

Rated: T mostly for language.

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No, Marcus couldn't know, if he did then it was over; everything was over. Marcus would lock her away in their house, no his house, her prison, and she would never see Chuck again. Knowing Marcus, he would probably kill Chuck, or do something to seriously harm him and she wouldn't even know. Blair could feel her pulse racing as her breathing became ragged; she wasn't just scared, she was terrified. Sergio still hadn't answered as she shakily repeated. "Does Marcus know?"

The menacing look on Sergio's face did not disappear and Blair found herself running a hand through her hair repeatedly. She could see it all going down in her head and was truly petrified. She felt as though she would hurl. "Oh God, oh God." She began to repeat.

"He doesn't know." Sergio finally spoke.

It took a moment for his words to breach Blair's state of panic but as they did she froze. "What?" She asked as she looked Sergio straight in the eye.

Sergio crossed his arms. "Marcus doesn't know anything about your lover paying you a visit you little whore." He had no fond feelings in him for the American girl that stood before him. Sure she was pretty but she clearly did not value her relationship with Marcus or the status that it would give her, if she was gallivanting around with some American boy. Sergio respected Marcus, he paid him well to do this job and really the point of his job was to keep Marcus happy. So if that meant keeping the American around, that's what he would do.

Blair's eyes flashed but she kept her calm; she was still in shock. "Why? Why haven't you told Marcus yet?" This didn't make any sense; Sergio hated her, why would he keep her secret? He was probably planning to wait for the worst possible moment to tell him; after all why would Sergio spare her the initial rage that would come from the reveal.

Sergio took a step forward. "There is no yet. Marcus will not find out about this little tryst of yours you ungrateful twit." His eyes remained ever menacing as he took yet another step closer to Blair. "If I told Marcus we both know how he'd react; not to mention that I would likely end up losing my job for not keeping a better eye on you. Telling Marcus would only cause drama when I can simply nip the entire situation in the bud right here."

Blair's eyes grew wide with fear as Sergio loomed over her. She opened her mouth to speak but he placed a finger over her lips and a hand around her neck, silencing her. "You will not see him again; I'll be making damn sure of that."

She bit her lip trying not to cry. She thought that Marcus was scary when he was mad but Sergio could snap her neck with one twist of his wrist.

"You will do as Marcus wants, be a good little wife for him and he'll never need to know about any of this. If things do not go my way, I'll track down your little boy toy and I'll kill him." He said, emphasizing his words with a brief tightening of his hold. "Do you understand?" He asked, still holding her threateningly. He wasn't going to let this situation get out of his control. Marcus would have her and the little bitch would act happy about it.

Blair nodded as well as she could in her current position. What was she going to do? How was she going to warn Chuck? Somehow their situation had just become more precarious than before and Chuck was on his way straight into danger.

Suddenly Sergio let go of her. "You might want to put a rain jacket in your carry on. The weather's nasty in London and we wouldn't want you getting sick now would we Princess."

As soon as his hold released, Blair jerked away. She wanted nothing more than to spit in Sergio's face but she knew that right there that would get her nowhere so she simply turned and went to pack.

Chuck couldn't help but smile as he got on the plan in Monaco. Blair was going to be getting on a plane in the airport he had flown out of this morning in only a few minutes. She should arrive in Heathrow not too long before him. He knew that he wouldn't see her today but it was still felt good to know that there was a chance that they would be in the same place at the same time. He had been careful when booking his flight into London, he was flying into a different terminal than she was and he had a body double waiting to board the plane to America. The guy he had hired would never even have to pass through security; he would just get on the plane using Chuck's ticket.

As Chuck sat down in the seat on the plane he knew that he had made the right decision. There had never been another option really. Blair had given up everything for him, all to protect him; of course he would do the same for her. Everything was arranged. He had purchased a flat in downtown London under the name of the guy he had hired for the plane. Chuck couldn't help but laugh as he remembered the guy's name, Donald Ross. Poor guy, what had his parents been thinking. Either way it didn't matter, Donald had big plans to become a Broadway star and Chuck had enough connections to get him an audition anywhere. Then there was Nate who would have a lot of fun making sure that it looked like Chuck was still in New York City, just in case Marcus decided to do a little checking up.

Chuck was as determined as ever that nothing was coming between him and Blair; he wasn't going to let that happen ever again. Even as they took off into skies that warned of thunderstorms, nothing could have dampened his mood.

Blair looked out the window as the plane took off, noticing that the skies matched her mood perfectly. Sergio had been right in suggesting a rain jacket; as dark as the skies were here, she could only imagine what they might be like in London; it was always rainy in London. She frowned as Sergio sat down next to her but tried not to let him see it.

"Cheer up Princess, you're going home." Sergio said with another one of his menacing smiles.

Blair turned her hair and glared. "That is not and will never be my home." Her voice was cold and icy as she tried to suppress the emotions that she was feeling. She didn't want to start crying again; that wouldn't do her any good.

"He's arranged a surprise for you." Sergio said trying to tempt her to be a little easier to deal with. When she didn't respond he continued. "Your mom is going to London to meet with a client and he's arranged a visit." Blair still didn't respond. Sergio shook his head slightly. "Your life would be so much easier if you would just accept all of this."

All of the sudden, it became too much for her to handle without some kind of response. "I had accepted this, I had. I had convinced myself that I could even be happy in London but then Marcus showed me his true colors once more. He doesn't care if I'm happy, he only cares about himself. I gave him my trust and he violated it. He admitted to me that you were a prison guard as opposed to a body guard. How do you think that feels to know that you don't have any choices? I have to ask him before I do anything."

Sergio glared. "You had a choice. You chose to get involved with Marcus." What a stupid child. This girl couldn't be more than eighteen years old and she had married a prince. Why wouldn't she just accept the fairytale?

"I never wanted to marry him; I never wanted to leave New York. No one ever gave me that choice!" Blair practically shouted.

Sergio's eyes lit up as he placed a hand on her shoulder and pushed her back against the seat; people were beginning to stare. "Am I going to have to sedate you?"

Blair knew immediately that he wasn't kidding and almost welcomed the option. Wouldn't that be easy to just go to sleep and not have to worry about all of this? She knew how to make it happen. "HEL. . ." The needle was in her arm before she managed to get out as much as a word.

Moments later when the stewardess appeared, Sergio had arranged her to look like she was sleeping.

"Is everything alright sir?" The woman asked politely. She knew who the girl was, they had been notified that the new princess of England was on the flight and so she knew that this was a situation that needed to be handled carefully.

Sergio smiled a charming smile at the flight attendant. "Yes. The princess has a fear of flying, she has a tendency to panic but she took some sleeping pills earlier and it looks as though they've finally kicked in."

"Alright then." The attendant replied with a smile. That certainly made her job easier. She didn't really care whether or not the story was true, it wasn't her business. They had simply been told that Princess Rhodes was on board the flight and to ensure that she didn't get off it until they reached London.

Chuck sighed as he saw the fasten seatbelt sign. Damn it he had to go to the bathroom. Fuck it, he was Chuck Bass, he didn't give a damn about airplane rules. Just as he was getting out of his seat he felt the jerk of the plane, forcing him back into his seat. What the hell was that? He was fastening his seatbelt as the plane jerked again, the turbulence beginning to cause the plane to bounce. Usually, he was calm about this sort of thing but as he looked out the window he realized that he couldn't see anything but rain and lightening; how was the pilot even managing to fly the plane? They were near Heathrow so they should have been landing soon; leaving them in the midst of the clouds.

Chuck had been on enough planes to know what to do to see if the situation was serious and he immediately looked to the flight attendants; their facial expressions would tell him everything. So he sought out the nearest one and one look at her face told him what he needed to know. This wasn't run of the mill turbulence. They looked calm but in their eyes he could see the worry. Just as he got himself properly fastened back into the seat he heard the pilot over the intercom.

"Attention passengers and flight attendants, please stay in your seats with your seat belts fastened for the remainder of the flight. We are encountering severe turbulence; moving around the cabin at this time is not safe. We will land in Heathrow as soon as possible."

Blair awakened groggily as her head hit the window. What the hell was going on? Her eyes looked around the plane as it jerked around. She saw passengers all over the plane gripping tightly to their armrest and the seatbelt signs on. She looked to Sergio and knew that if she really wanted to know what was going on that she would have to ask. The first few times she opened her mouth, she couldn't seem to manage to get words out, the drugs were still causing everything to be hazy. "What's up with the plane?" She finally spoke to Sergio.

Sergio looked over at her, a little surprised that the drugs had worn off so quickly; he was certain that he was going to have to carry her off the plane. "Look out the window and see for yourself."

Blair looked at him curiously but did as he suggested and couldn't help but gasp. Lightening filled the otherwise pitch black sky and thunder was rumbling through the air. No wonder the plane was jerking so badly. Her stomach was doing flips and she had no idea if it was from the turbulence or the drugs; likely it was a combination. She knew she was going to be sick before it happened and reached into the pouch on the back of the seat in front of her, pulling out the airsick bag.

She could tell that Sergio was disgusted by her display but she really didn't care as she emptied the contents of her stomach into the bag; making sure she didn't get any on herself. As she finished she turned to Sergio once more. "How long has this been going on?"

"About twenty minutes" he said as he gripped the armrest. He actually wasn't a fan of flying in the first place, he did not sign up for a rollercoaster ride. "We're trying to land in London right now."

Blair nodded and gingerly placed the bag into the seat pouch again so that she could hold on.

It had been a long time since Chuck had actually feared for his own life; but when the oxygen masks dropped from the ceiling he was afraid. This was new territory for him; he had never been caught in this kind of storm before; not while he was in an airplane. Chuck had always been one of those people who thought that this was something that happened to other people, not him, so of course he had never paid any attention to the flight safety. It was by sheer luck that he managed to figure out how to operate the mask.

As he braced himself for what seemed to be a likely crash landing; he tried to distract himself, think of other things. Naturally, his mind went to Blair. Beautiful, elegant Blair. She was the one and only woman that he would ever love. Hell, he hadn't known what love was before that night in the limo. He had probably always loved her, Nate had simply been a factor that he was unwilling to bypass but it had taken him so long to finally confess that to her. He had done so much wrong along the way but he didn't regret a moment he ever gave to her. She would be okay without him, he knew she would. Blair was so much stronger than he was. If he lost her he wouldn't want to live anymore, he knew that he would end his own life; but she was stronger than that. She wasn't weak like he was.

Suddenly it was as though someone had put a shock to his brain; Blair was flying into this airport too. If his plane was going through this, so was hers. And just like that Chuck Bass was one thousand times more afraid.

Blair didn't want to cry. She wanted to be strong; but she was terrified. She had shut the window because she couldn't handle seeing the storm; especially not after the oxygen masks had fallen. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt this much adrenaline rushing through her veins. She hated the feeling of being out of control and she had never felt that way more in her life than she had now.

What would happen if she died? There would probably be a large state funeral now, something absurdly grand, even for a Waldorf; but the people in England wouldn't even miss her, except maybe Marcus and she couldn't care less about how he would feel. It was the people back in New York that would really be sad. She thought perhaps they would have their own funeral; just those who mattered to her. What would it be like to be at her own funeral? She was certain everyone would be sad, or at least those who were of consequence. Surely all of her old minions would show up and pretend to mourn her death, but it was those closest to her, the non-judging breakfast club who would be crushed. It was like a movie playing in her head. She could see Kati, Iz, Hazel, and Penelope crying their crocodile tears in one pew. However, in another Serena, Jenny, Nate, Dan, and Eric would be sitting supporting one another. Some of them might say nice things about her; Nate would talk about how she was his first love and both Serena and Jenny would claim that she was their best friend, neither would be wrong. But where was Chuck? Likely over in a corner by himself. No in the movie in her head, the rest of them would have looked after Chuck, taken care of him. Of course the movie was correct; Chuck wouldn't have come to her funeral at all. He would have taken off; telling everyone that he was going on a trip. But she knew him and knowing Chuck meant that she knew his limits. She was one of those. Losing her, really losing her would cause an uncontrollable tailspin. And she knew deep in her heart that the only place that that tailspin would end would be in Chuck taking himself out of this world. She couldn't honestly say that she would do anything different. Well certainly Chuck's exit would consist of more fireworks and it would be quicker but she would still do it. Hers would just be slow and painful. She would try to drink it away; wasting herself away a little at a time until eventually there was nothing left of her.

Like the lightening outside Blair abruptly realized that Chuck was in as much danger as she was right then. Both of them were flying into Heathrow, both of them were in this storm.

The planes continued to be jostled through the air and on each and every one the lights began to flicker. The control towers had gone out and the pilots were going to have to try to land on manual overdrive knowing that there was no airline control to aide them. Passengers braced themselves as they prepared for the worst. Some prayed, some cursed, and some cried but not a single passenger on a single plane was ready for the sound of a nearby plane being struck by lightning and bursting into flames. Passengers heard the crash, some even saw it, no one wanted to believe it; but as pilots managed to safely land their own planes they each had to make the announcement that made it all real. "Ladies and Gentlemen we have landed safely but it is with great sadness that I inform you that we had a plane go down this evening. As we taxi into the gate, if you have a cellular phone you may call your loved ones and ensure them that you are okay. Please disembark calmly and safely as the gate will likely be chaotic. Thank you."

Gossip Girl here with breaking and possibly tragic news. It's been reported that a plane has gone down at Heathrow and if my sources are correct, some of our favorite (even if slightly absent) Upper East Siders were landing there today. More to come as soon as I receive confirmation.

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A/N: Don't hate me. You'll learn the result of the crash in next week's update. (as a point of clarification, Chuck and Blair were not on the same plane flight, they were flying out of different places. However, their planes were landing around the same time aka the time of the crash).

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