Set after "The Revengers" Blair (along with the whole of Manhattan) believes chuck has died on board the bass private jet to Moscow. How will she deal with the heartbreak of losing the one person she loved more than anything else in the world? And can she cling on to the hope that chuck may still be alive?
She lay there in the sleepless darkness of her room. Surely she was dreaming and soon she would wake from this horrible nightmare. Life without Chuck was unthinkable. But maybe.. "No" she spoke out loud. She didn't want to jinx it. They had still not recovered any bodies from the crash. Blair clung onto the hope that Chuck was still alive, out there somewhere waiting to be rescued. The sound of an incoming call brought her back to reality. She grabbed her cell phone hoping it would be the one person's voice she had been dying without.
"Hey B its me" Serena spoke in a tone so filled with pity Blair couldn't stand it.
Serena. Not the voice she had been hoping for but still a comfort in itself.
"S! Its 3am what are you doing calling so late?"
"I needed to check up on you B." she sighed. "Dorota said you hadn't been sleeping and since you've refused to see anyone, even me, this is the only way to talk. How are you feeling?"
Blair had been cooped up in her room since word came of the accident. She couldn't face anybody. Everything was a constant reminder of him. But she couldn't let her emotions show. She was Blair Waldorf!
"Dorota needs to focus less on my behaviour and more on her's! She's so on edge lately I mean really, I know she's pregnant bu-"
"B.." Serena spoke gently. "I know this is insanely hard for you, but you have to talk to someone! Its been 5 days and the only human interaction you've had is with Dorota! We all miss him you know, we're all mourning. Its easier if we do it together. Me, you and Nate. We need eachother now more than ever. Chuck's death-"
"Don't say it!" Blair pleaded "Please Serena I can't hear those words. Not yet. I know you and Nate miss him too, I get it. But I really need to be alone right now." she choked back tears as she spoke.
"Come on Blair." Serena sighed.
"I'll call you later okay.." She hung up the phone without saying another word. She lay there in silence listening to the pitter patter of rain on her window. How could she carry on living with nothing to live for?
She rolled over and prepared for another sleepless night.
She woke to the sound of footsteps down the hall. Before she had the chance to sit up, Nate and Serena appeared at her bedroom door. She wanted to tell them to leave, that she didn't want to speak to them, but by the look's on their faces she knew. They were feeling it too.
Nate's hair was messed up, he had bags under his eyes and he was wearing sweats – the total opposite of his usual upper east side attire. As for her best friend, she looked awful- if that was even possible for Serena Van Der Woodsen. The pair silently made their way towards Blair's bed and sat down.
"Serena.." Blair began, with tears threatening to spill down her face, "I told you not to come. I can't. I can't talk. I don't want to!"
The tears were streaming down her face now. She knew her friends weren't going anywhere. She sighed at her own weakness. Blair Waldorf doesn't cry! Except when Chuck Bass is involved that is.. Before she knew it she was pulled into a comforting hug by Serena and Nate. She felt herself relax and hug them back. Their warmth enveloped her. She felt safe. Why had she been without her friends this past week? She needed them and they needed her. They were a family. Family. The thought made her begin sobbing. There were four people in this family, and only three were here. One was either dead or lost forever at sea. She clutched on to her friends and cried. For the first time all week she really cried. It was as though all the tears she had been holding back came flooding out all at once. She had been living in denial up until this moment. Suddenly reality hit her. He was gone and he wasn't coming back. Ever.