Disclaimer: I am the new executive producer of Gossip Girl and that is why I am here penning down FFs, instead of season 6. Makes sense? No? Well it shouldn't cuz it isn't true.

Main Characters: Chuck and Blair

Timeline: Five years post 4.22

Genre: Romance and Drama

Summary: Paige Waldorf has a simple wish. She wishes to find a prince for her mama. Little does she know that she is playing around with a Pandora's Box? Secret unravel, the past merges with the present, leaving the future blurred and uncertain.

I expect most of you to go: What? Another fic from you? You don't even update the one you write regularly... Well all that is true but I couldn't help myself. I had to write this. Having said that read through it and tell me if I should continue.

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The glitz and glam of an UES party was never something one got used to. As time went by, making new trends old, creative event planners ensured that they came up with different and lucrative new themes. Every party was different and yet the same.

At least to Chuck Bass…

The same people who dressed up as lavishly as they could afford to, the same fake smiles that graced their faces when they talked to him, the same untruthful compliments flowing smoothly from people who criticized him the moment he turned. Even the women were the same- not the same faces per se- but they were exuded one of the two vibes. Either they smiled seductively hopeful of his attention for a night. Or, they glanced with definite curiosity as he was introduced. The latter were hopeful too; but their hopes were higher. They wishes to figure him out and bring out the inner human and the not the ruthless but highly successful president of Bass Inc.

The thought disgusted him. There was no inner human. This was him. Pure Chuck Bass...

He would have let go of these parties altogether but Lily insisted on his attendance for the sake of Bass Inc.

"It's the gala for Bass Inc, Charles. This means attendance is mandatory" she had emphasized. He had conceded as he always did and shown up.

He watched from the sidelines as she spoke out, perfectly presenting the figures of last year. She was the public face of the company. He preferred to stay in the shadows, keeping his strategies secret and hoping with enough public appearances by Lily, the media would lose interest in him. And yet the more he eluded the media, the more interested and desperate they seemed to become.

Even now as Lily informed them of the increased profits of the last year, he could see that most of the room's attention was towards the dark corner he stood in. But to be fair, he couldn't blame them. He was flanked by Serena and Nate. His best friend was becoming something of a legend. The Spectator was known for its devotion to honesty. Friends or family, Nathaniel presented the truth and only the truth. He had destroyed many of Senator's careers. They all looked up to him now in fear and awe. Serena on the other hand had become a writer. Her summer in LA had landed her on a movie set and from then on she never looked back. Two years later she scripted The Bad Girl Chronicles- and the movie grossed over millions of dollars, making Serena an instant hotshot in the scripting world. She was now working on a sequel.

And he, Chuck Bass, was the youngest billionaire in the world. He had doubled his fortune in four years, making the Times magazine label him as the strongest force in the business world. They were all famous. They were all the envy of UES. If Constance and St. Judes ever filed a Who's Who, the three members of NJBC will top it.

And yet the last and most ambitious and most deserving of them wouldn't even feature in it. Constance had forgotten its queen. The UES didn't remember Blair Waldorf. The name was hardly ever whispered and most people would look confused if you said it. After a few minutes contemplation, they would probably talk of the scandal. But that was less and less common. In the UES where scandal was as abundant as money, a five year old suspicious disappearance was very quickly forgotten.

Blair Waldorf had left New York five years ago and never returned. Ten weeks after her flight to Monaco, a small press release had announced that Prince Louis had broken off the engagement with Blair Waldorf. That was the last anyone ever heard of her... She disappeared without a trace. Thousands of calls to her parents, a dozen visits and unlimited dollars spent on PIs brought forward no results. The UES buzzed with the news for a few months, and then the gossip muted and as the time went by no one cared to remember. The NJBC still talked about her but as they were too busy moving along with their glittering life, the memories were gathering dust. A few tears escaped Serena on occasion as she wrote about the feisty brunette in her script, a picture of Blair along with the three of them adorned Nate's desk but he hardly had time to glance down at it.

And that infuriated Chuck.

He wondered if the society knew that without Blair Waldorf, there would be no NJBC. There wouldn't the most awaited screening of Bad Girl Chronicles, because Serena Van der Woodsen would have succumbed to alcohol poisoning ages ago. They wouldn't be gathered here to celebrate the huge dividends they were be gaining from Bass Inc shares because Chuck Bass would be living as Henry Prince in some old alley of Paris.

And yet the Queen of UES had deserted her land a long time ago...

And no one grieved for her.

It was perfect.

Having grown up with dreams of fairytale, Blair Waldorf could admit that the scene seemed cut out of tales which are read to starry-eyed girls every night leading to the fatal misconception embedded in their minds that there was a Prince Charming waiting for them in the wings. Some girls are intelligent, leaving these tales in their childhood where they belong. Others pursue them until they are made to face reality when it harshly slaps on their face.

Smiling at the grim course her thoughts had taken her, she turned back to dreamy mode. There, standing at the altar was a prince, as charming as they seemed in the Disney movies and he waited for his princess. Louis was standing erect in his black suit looking every bit of prince he was. The elaborate arrangement of hydrangeas complimented perfectly with the pale pink bridesmaid dresses. The bride wore a sparkling tiara which held back her curls and a long veil. She walked slowly, with a happy smile on her face. The royal family looked most pleased as the bride made her slow journey towards her prince.

Nothing was out of order. It was perfect. Just like a fairytale.

She smiled happily as she passively took in the scene. Her eyes roamed but, after every few minutes, came to rest on the most beautiful sight in the world. Standing at two feet tall, with her brown curls held up by her trademark headband, was Paige Waldorf. She was dressed in the pale cream customary flower girl dress and her smiles were wide and happy. Blair felt her heart melt as she took in the sparkling doe-eyes. As though sensing her mother's stare, Paige looked up and waved at her mom.

Blair waved back, with a hearty smile. Unfortunately the motion seemed to turn many people's attention back to her. She felt eyes boring on her back and ignored them. She wouldn't bother by the people today and yet when the whispers started they were harder to ignore.

"I can't believe she showed up today..."

"Well, what do you expect from Americans?"

Blair's smile faltered for a moment but she quickly recovered herself when she caught Paige's eye. She gave another bright smile but seemingly unconvinced by her mother's act, Paige wandered down to her.

She climbed up to her mother's lap.

"How did I do?" she asked breathlessly

Blair kissed her tiny nose. "You were perfect, Paige"

Paige giggled at her.

"I was, wasn't I? Did you see what Aurelia was wearing? I told her red headband would crash horribly with her hair."

"Yes, Paige. But now hush...the ceremony is still going on" Blair said not wanting anymore unwanted attention towards them.

Paige shook her head stubbornly "But I was right, wasn't I? Who wears a red headband when you have red hair, mama?"

Blair nodded "Yes, of course you were right. But keep quiet now, or else Princess Sophie would ask us to leave and you don't want to miss the wedding do you?"

Paige frowned, her doe eyes squinting hard at her mother. Princess Sophie was an imposing character who always looked down at her with hard eyes. While it was hardly ever that she saw the Princess, she hated the way she spoke her mama. One day she will find a way to summon her genie and make him protect them. Till then, she was all the protection, her mom had.

"No one will make us leave" she said firmly

Blair arched her eyebrow.

"Really and how can you say that?"

Paige shrugged her tiny shoulder matter-of-factly "I 'm Paige"

Blair smiled disappeared. She clutched her little girl closer and pressed her tiny head to her heart. The sweet smell of strawberries calmed her. The ceremony came to a flourishing end with no hiccups. She sighed as Prince Louis and Princess Isabelle kissed for the first time. Now that Louis was married, maybe she will be able to convince him better. She certainly hopes so.

She felt a tug on her dress and looked down.

"Mama, why is Louis kissing her?"

Blair laughed "Because he is her prince" she said fondly

Paige nodded, as though taking in the information. "Why don't you have a prince, Mama?"

Blair ruffled her hair. "I don't need one. I have you. Now hold on to my hand tightly and don't let go, okay?"

Paige obediently took her hand, grasping tightly. She had told Aurelia that the exact same thing. Her Mama needed no one, because she had her. But as Aurelia pointed out, every princess needed a prince, and her mama was prettier than any princess ever. Paige sighed inwardly. She would enjoy the reception tonight and get to work immediately and find Mama her prince.