Title: Fix You
Authors: Sara And Lizzie
Rating: T for language, mild sex
Disclaimer: We don't own Gossip Girl, nor (sadly) do we own Chuck Bass
Summary: Post 2.13- Blair Waldorf doesn't give up and she never goes down without a fight. Don't come looking for him? She would chase him to the ends of the earth. After all she was his one and only. Our story of Blair and Chuck.
Author's Note: Hello, all. So we're back. New to GG, but not at all to fanfiction. We're going to try really hard to regularly update all of our stories, but couldn't resist getting in on the Gossip Girl action.
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The day after her mother's wedding, the same day she woke up to Chuck's note on her bed, the call came from Yale. She was in. She thanked them calmly, she told them how excited, how thrilled she was to be going to New Haven in the fall.
"I got in." she told her mother, her new stepfather and Dorota as she walked down the stairs. "I got in to Yale."
"Sweetheart that's wonderful!" Eleanor exclaimed, opening her arms. Blair stepped into them robotically, accepting her mother's congratulations, then Dorota's. She turned to Cyrus seriously, putting all of her hope in him.
"Cyrus, do you remember what I told you yesterday?" she asked him, her voice completely even, void of it's usual tones.
"About Chuck?" he asked her.
"About Chuck." She confirmed, holding his note out for Cyrus to investigate. She looked at him with pleading eyes, desperate for him to know what she wanted, what she needed. And somehow, he didn't disappoint her.
"Do you have any idea where he is?" Cyrus asked, while her mother looked at them, in some mixture of bewilderment and awe.
"If he's still in New York, he won't be for long." She paused, blinking back tears and looked at her parents. "I'm the only one. Who sees the good in him. Who understands him, if anyone can get through to him…." She trailed off, swallowed hard and steeled herself. "I have to try."
Eleanor shook her head. "Blair, that boy is unstable. You can't go running after him. Who knows what will happen to you. There's no way."
"I have to find him!" she said more forcefully. "He's not… he can't handle it by himself."
"His welfare is of no concern to you." Eleanor said gently. "He needs to deal with this on his own."
"His welfare is my entire future." Blair said, smiling. "I love him. And I need to go. I need to go to him, and find him, and help him."
"You love Chuck Bass?" Eleanor repeated. Cyrus coughed, and she shut her gaping jaw quickly. "Blair I had no…"
"You married Cyrus because you love him. I need to go find Chuck. Because I love him." She protested.
"This isn't your job, sweetie. You're so young, and this is so big, and complicated." Her mother said.
"I know it's not my job," Blair replied. "I but I'm the only one who can do this for him." A slow smile spread across her face as she finally saw her past, present and future all align with perfect clarity. "I'm his one and only."
Her mother looked at Cyrus, who was nodding. "Go." He said. "She has a break between terms." He pointed out to Eleanor.
"Mom," Blair said, "Please. If you ever… please let me do this." She looked at her mother and Cyrus, pleading with her eyes. Her mother gave the slightest of nods and reached for her daughter again.
"You're so damn stubborn." She muttered. "Headstrong."
Blair smiled up at her, feeling content with Eleanor, an unusual feeling. "Just like you." She said. She hugged Cyrus, and then Dorota for good measure and ran back up the staircase. She was haphazardly throwing items in a Louis Vuitton suitcase when Serena burst into her room.
"B, I heard the news! Congratulations!" She exclaimed stepping into the room with her usual fervor. She paused, looking at the suitcase, her eyes narrowing. "Where are you going?"
"Where do you think I'm going?"
"Oh, no B, please don't." Serena said, perching on the edge of Blair's bed. "What about school? Break won't last forever. There's school and Yale and everything you've worked for your whole life. Don't give it up for him. You won't win."
"God, no one gets it!" Blair exclaimed, turning to face Serena, her voice raised. "This isn't some game anymore. It's not about winning or losing, it's about love. I love him. And I promised… the worst thing he's ever done, his darkest thought, I promised, Serena, and I'm going to find him, and help him."
"You love him." Serena repeated, blinking. "Love. Blair loves Chuck."
Blair's phone vibrated on her bed, and she snatched it up immediately. Serena followed suit, fishing her own pone out of her bag. "It's Gossip Girl." She said.
"Shit." Blair muttered, tossing her phone back on her bed, next to the pile of clothing.
"B…" Serena said, shoving her own phone under her nose. "It's him. Spotted. Manhattan's newest billionaire at the Gansevoort hotel bar." Serena looked up to try and talk her friend out of it, but Blair was already gone, leaving only footsteps in the hallway.