You Were Always Going to Win- Chapter One

A/N: I've just had surgery and I am a little woozy and out of it but I decided to post this story that I wrote at the beginning of the week. This is a little idea that popped into my head while watching the newest sneak peak and promo for the next episode of Gossip Girl. There is going to be two chapters of this and I really like the idea of this whole thing. Hope you do too. Enjoy!

They had plotted against Gabriel and it had turned pretty much into a disaster. Everything was going fine until they had woken up and they had both been embarrassed to see that they had fallen asleep holding hands. Chuck had told her repeatedly that he didn't want to hold hands over the last few months but it was obvious that in his subconscious he really did want to do it. Then she had gone and stolen his limo and ran back to Nate. Even the sound of his best friends name sent a wave of disgust through him.

He hadn't spoken to her in weeks and then the last few days it felt like they had found a comfortable ground with each other again. It was almost like they could forget about what happened between them and just go back to being plotting partners. But the feelings where still there for him. How many times had he tried to murder the butterflies that he still fluttered in his stomach? Nothing erased the image of Blair from his mind and he hated himself for that. She was his best friend's girl. Again. But it didn't stop him from still wanting her.

After the whole elevator incident when she had told him that she was done, he had tried his best and tried to forget her. He might have even succeeded for a few days; he had gotten himself caught up with some secret club that his father had been in. And then there was the whole Elle disaster. She had just been a pathetic attempt to forget about Blair but that hadn't worked.

Just when he had decided that it was time to forget about all the games and just admit to her how he really felt about her, she and Nate had gotten back together. That had been a low blow that had caused him to be drunk in his suite for several days. But then when they had finally started talking again and he had helped out with the whole Gabriel thing, he finally admitted it to himself.

He loved her.

That morning when they had woken up in his limo, he knew that he loved her and probably always would. She was the only girl that he had ever let get past his defenses. Everything about Blair was perfect. But he couldn't have her; they had tried too many times and failed each and every time. It was impossible.

She was Nate's again and he didn't want to screw up his friendship with Nathaniel again. But if Blair gave the word saying that she wanted to be together, then he was going to be with her. Screw Nate. All that mattered was Blair.

On top of that, Georgina was back in town. She acted like she was reformed but he knew better than that. And if he knew Blair, which he did, she was going to want revenge on her enemy and he was going to be more than happy to help her. Georgina Sparks better watch out for the wrath of Blair Waldorf because he knew what was going to come out of this.

Chuck jumped to his feet and headed out to his limo, he was going to be late. He was supposed to meet Blair, Nate, and Serena to figure out a way to catch Gabriel in his lies. He didn't know how much more he could take of being close to Blair without telling her how he felt.

XOXO

Blair and Serena headed into the Russian Tea Room while Nate and Chuck got out of the limo. Just as they were about to make their way in, Nate stalled him.

"Nathaniel?"

Nate glowered at him. "We need to talk about Blair."

"Trouble in paradise?" He asked with a smirk.

Nate sighed. "I told you last week that I wanted you to stay the hell away from her and what did you do? You did the absolutely opposite thing. You did everything you could to try and get closer to her, even after I told you not too."

Chuck felt his temper start to rise and he had the urge to cram his fist right into Nate's face. And he never did consider himself a violent person. "This might shock you Nathaniel but I don't take orders about who I'm allowed to see. And I don't really think Blair would be happy if she heard what you were saying right now."

Nate punched him lightly on the chest. "See? You're not even denying that you still want her. I've been wondering for the last few days why you haven't been telling me that you're not going to go after her. But then I realized you're not lying to me but only to yourself. You're still in denial for how you feel about Blair."

He threw Nate's hand off of him. "I'm not denying anything but good theory, Nathaniel. Maybe you can become the next Sigmund Freud. But, like I've been telling you, I'm not going to come in between you and Blair again. She chose you, that's it. I'm out of the game."

Nate shook his head in anger. "You can't get close to her like you did when you were plotting against Serena's boyfriend and lead her on. You're only going to make her more confused then she already is. Man up and tell her how you feel about her or cut her loose for good. You've got to do it for good this time because I want her."

He told himself to calm down but when he spoke to Nate it was in an angry tone. "You want her?" He asked in dismay. "You've never wanted Blair a day in your life, Nathaniel. She was always just a possession to you and how you could mold her into the perfect girlfriend. You don't want her to be who she really is; you just want her pretend to be the person she has been all along with you. The real Blair is the one that I unleashed that night at Victrola."

Nate got up close to his face and growled. "Don't you dare talk to me about that night when you fucked my girlfriend."

"You were broken up." He said for what felt like the thousandth time.

"For twenty fucking minutes before you had to screw her, and taint her!"

His mouth dropped open at Nate's words but he quickly closed it. "This is what I mean. I didn't taint Blair. I just accept her for who she is, like she does with me. Why do you think she ran to me that night at Victrola? Because she knew that she could come to me and talk and I wouldn't judge her. Everyone in her life is always judging her and that's where our relationship came into play. If you want to really be with Blair Nathaniel, then I suggest you accept her and just let her be who she is. And let her stop trying to be the little miss perfect that she is always pretending to be when she is around you."

"That's some speech you have there, Chuck. Even though the whole thing is pure shit."

Chuck wiped his hands down the front of his purple suit; his hands were itching to slap Nate again. That seemed to be going on a lot lately. "You don't understand Nathaniel but Blair and I have a very special bond. It doesn't matter if you are with her or not, it's always going to be like that with us. You can't just shoo me out of her life because I will find my way back courteousy of Blair. She wants me in her life and I will be there. We understand each other, Nate. Just like you will never understand her."

Nate sent him a death stare and looked at him like he was crazy. "What the hell is your problem? You were just a fuck to her! How many times did you sleep with her? Once or twice?"

A true smile lit up Chuck's face at this point. "You are very much in the dark, Nathaniel. Blair and I have slept together about maybe a hundred times. It could be more than that."

"You lying bastard! It was just that one night at Victrola, right?"

He shook his head. "No, it wasn't. After that night when I took her virginity we had a relationship for about a month before she went back to you at her cotillion. And we were sleeping together."

The smug look that had been on Nate's face vanished when he heard Chuck's words. "You had a relationship with Blair behind my back?"

He nodded tersely. "Yeah, I did. And I will never regret it." He was about to push the knife even deeper into Nate's side. "Do you remember that day when you came to Blair's apartment and asked her to go to the cotillion with you instead of the prince?"

Nate nodded yes.

A smirk appeared on Chuck's face. "Well when you came over, Blair and I were just about to have sex. What do you think about that?"

A look of pure hatred crossed Nate's face. "I don't believe you; I think you're just saying all of this to get to me. But even if it is true, she still chose me over you. So that proves that it was just about sex to her."

"Wrong again, Nathaniel. Blair told me that she loved me a few months ago."

"When?" Nate asked in shock.

"Right after my father died." He grimaced; it still hurt to think about Bart being dead. "She wasn't lying either and she wasn't just saying it out of pity. Blair did love me." And she still does, but he kept that part to himself because he was entirely sure that was true.

Nate thrust himself closer to Chuck and was just about to say something when Blair walked out of the Russian Tea Room. She noticed their angry expressions and they both looked like they were ready to kill each other. "Chuck? Nate?"

They both turned to look at her. Chuck felt his heart thumping just by looking at her. She was just so beautiful. She had a long blue, velvet trench coat on and her hair was loose, and cascading down her shoulders.

"What's going on with the two of you? What are you arguing about?" She asked.

Chuck answered her. "You."

Blair turned to look at him and shock overtook her face. She still felt it every time she was around Chuck, the butterflies overtook her. She wished it would stop but she knew it never would. Blair would never love anybody like she loved Chuck. It was just a fact of life. "Me?"

Nate grabbed her hand and made a big show of holding her hand. "Yeah, we are having a big argument about you, Blair. Chuck was just lying to me and telling me that after you had sex that night in the limo that you actually had a relationship with him. But I told him that was impossible."

Chuck held his breath while waiting for her answer. He just hoped that she wasn't going to lie about all of this to save face with Nate.

Blair dropped Nate's hand and looked him straight in the face. "Chuck wasn't lying; we did have a relationship for a few weeks."

The fight went out of Nate's voice and he asked weakly, "You're telling me that the both of you had sex more than once?"

Blair burst out laughing. "Once?" She glanced at Chuck and saw that he was smirking. "Well you could say it was once but then you would have to multiply that number by a hundred or two hundred times."

Nate's jaw gaped open but he didn't say anything.

"What?" She asked a testy tone to her voice. "We were together, Nate. Did you expect us not to sleep together?"

She walked over to Chuck and touched his shoulder. "Do you remember that one night…?"

"The shower night?" He answered instantly.

She giggled. "Yeah, we must have done it fifteen times that night."

Chuck grinned. "At least."

Nate chose to ignore the banter between them. "Blair, he also said that you told him that you loved him? Did you really do that? I can't believe that you would love him, it was all about sex for you, wasn't it?"

Her shoulders tensed and she walked back over to Nate. "I really don't appreciate you saying that I wouldn't love Chuck. At first it was just a way to get over you and it was about sex but let me just tell you, I fell hard for Chuck. I did say I loved him and I did mean it."

Elation ran through Chuck at her words, she was sticking up for him in front of Nate.

"Do you still love him, Blair?" Nate asked.

She wet her lips hurriedly. "What are we going to do play twenty questions? I thought we were here to help Serena."

Nate threw Chuck a look of pure disgust. "I don't want him to come anywhere near me right now."

Chuck felt his temper snap as he stormed over to Nate. He pushed him hard and he stumbled back a few steps. "I don't need this shit from you! I'm so tired of you, Nathaniel. Go fuck yourself."

Blair hurriedly ran over to Chuck. She touched his arm gently. "Chuck, calm down. It's okay."

He shook his head once. "I can't do this anymore, Blair. I know you're mad…"

She cut him off. "I know you think I'm mad because you told Nate about our relationship, but I'm not. I should have told him a long time ago."

"You're not mad?" He asked in shock.

"I'm fucking furious!" Nate chimed in.

Blair sent him a hard glare before turning back to Chuck. "I'm not mad, I promise you that. Are you going to come inside?"

"No." He said harshly. "I can't be around Nate right now." He leaned down to whisper into her ear. "I feel like I'm going to explode Blair, if I stay around him any longer. Not after what he said."

Nate growled with rage and pulled Blair off of Chuck.

"What the hell is your problem, Nate?" She asked before going back to Chuck.

Chuck couldn't help himself he wrapped an arm around her waist. Nate looked at the gesture and was about to say something but one look from her silenced him.

"What did he say, Chuck?"

He softly touched the side of his face. "I know that I have hurt you so many times Blair and I am sorry for that. I was an ass but I just didn't like the fact that Nate said that I was just a fuck to you. It was always more than that, wasn't it? You're the person that I ever slept with who I actually had feelings for."

Blair felt giddy at hearing him say that. She knew how hard it was for him to admit his feelings for anybody but especially her.

"Tell him the truth, Blair. Don't just say something to try and save his ego, and make him feel better about himself." Nate scoffed.

"You want me to tell him the truth?" She asked.

Nate nodded.

"Fine." She turned back to him. "Chuck, it was always more than sex between us. I think we both knew that and that's probably why it could never work between us." He swallowed hard at her words. She continued on. "We scheme and we play games, but a relationship between us would never just work. You could never give up womanizing and I always want the happy fairy tale ending. It's just not in us to work out."

Nate laughed at this.

They both ignored him and Blair said, "But, I did fall in love with you. You were everything to me and I did try to make it work between us, but the day you called me your wife, I knew that it was pointless to even try anymore."

"Blair…"

She held up her hand to stall him from saying anything. She placed a finger on the top on his lips. "Don't say anything; it just makes it harder than it already is. But I need you to know that I did love you, I wasn't just saying that to you. You believed me, right?"

He took one of her hands in his. "I know you meant it, Blair. I've never been surer of anything in my life than that. And I wanted to say it back to you but…"

"I know, Chuck." She said her words heartfelt. "We can't rehash the past anymore."

His heart plummeted. She didn't want him anymore; he had thought that when she had stuck up for him in front of Nate that maybe they could work things out. But her after her words now, he knew that they couldn't. It was time to move on with both of their lives. "I know. I'm going to go, I'll see you later." He moved away from her.

She didn't let him get very far. "I don't want you to go, Chuck."

He smiled a sad smile. "I have to, Blair. Actually, can you stop by the Palace later? I want to run something by you and see what your reaction is to it."

She was about to nod when Nate barked out, "She is not going anywhere with you."

Blair sent Nate a look that should have sent him to his death. But she said nothing to him and spoke to Chuck, "I'll be there."

Chuck nodded and sent Nate a furious glare before leaving.

She watched as he walked down the street and back to his limo. Once his limo had taken off, she turned back to Nate. She put a fake and sugary smile on her face. "We need to talk Nate, and I don't think you're going to like what I have to say."

XOXO

Many hours had passed since his fight with Nate and he didn't regret it one bit. He should have done this months ago; maybe he and Nate were destined not to be friends. If it came to choosing between him and Blair, he would always choose Blair. Unfortunately, she had basically told him that it was over between them.

A knock sounded on the door and he knew who was going to be on the other side of the door. That left him with a peaceful feeling, one he had never experienced before now.

He made his way to the door and opened it and there she stood. Blair. His Blair. No, not his Blair. Nate's Blair. Always remember that. She leaned against the door jam and looked back at him with a tired look on her face. She still had the same clothes on from before.

He swept his hand aside and she came into his suite, and collapsed on the bed. A sigh escaped from her lips when she hit the mattress.

"How did it go with Gabriel and Serena?" He asked.

A little grin tilted up the corners of her mouth. "I think it was a good idea we spied on him, Chuck. He admitted everything to Serena and that's when I left, I didn't need to see them arguing about it all. I've seen enough arguing for one day." She told him with a pointed look.

He sat down next to her and looked sheepishly at her. "Sorry you had to be a part of that. Nate was the one that cornered me though and demanded that we talk about you."

She sighed. "I'm sorry I came between your friendship again. I never wanted that to happen."

"It's not your fault, Blair. Nate and I haven't really been friends for a long time."

She let the subject drop. "So, why did you want me to come over here?"

An evil smirk lit up his face. "I pride myself on knowing you pretty well Blair, and so I know what you want to do now that Georgina is back."

"What do I want to do?"

The smirk stayed on his face. "You want revenge on her; she is your enemy after all. You want to ship her back to the boarding school she was at."

A grin stayed on her face. "How do you do that? You always seem to know what I'm thinking."

"Like I've said before, I know you better than myself. I'm prepared to help you get revenge on Georgina but if I do, you have to do something for me. And you would be wise to accept my offer Blair because who wouldn't be scared of a Bass and Waldorf plotting against them?"

She nodded. "You're right, Bass. I do need your help with executing the perfect revenge plot, so what do you want in return?"

His answer was simple. "If I help you, I want one night with you in my bed."

To Be Continued…

A/N: So, what do we think of this? I have one more chapter planned and this is all because of the promos I have been watching for the next episode. I do want to say sorry to anyone that likes Nate but he will be staying a complete ass in my fic. I'm still hating on him. Anyways, let me know what you think of this idea.

-Sam-