A/N: So again an OS. Serena, I always though she's lost. Now I had to choose between Dan and Nate. I actually prefer an OC, but I had to choose some one familiar so I chose Nate. Yeah, a hot hottie [no competition to Chuck] Again drama and I really do feel bad for the characters, but this time I felt even worse. I just couldn't leave this without a little Happy End.

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You don't know the time. You don't know if it's day or night and actually, it doesn't matter.

Your suite is a mess. Cocaine, hash, tequila, and vodka are lying everywhere. Two strangers sleep next to you.

You look rather the same both inside and out.

The red lipstick smudges, your tear-streamed face, and messy, blonde locks cloud your eyes.

Wavering, you stand up and open your closet. You search for something and you don't even know why. After minutes, you find it.

An old, dusty, grey box. It feels heavy and you already know what's inside.

You bite your bottom lip not letting the tears escape and open it.

Pictures. You see pictures of your childhood when everything was so easy...so perfect.

You see a happy picture of your best friend when you were sixteen.

Her brown curls, her smile, and everything else seems so real to you that you can't believe she's gone.

Then you see a picture of your family: your mom, Bart, Eric, and Chuck.

After Bart's death, you were all a mess just like you are now.

Your mom found comfort in Rufus and that made everything worse.

The dark haired boy, your brother, sank more and more into drugs, sluts, and alcohol. He was broken and nobody could help him not even Blair.

There wasn't a funeral. A scandal would have been bad for your mom, you think bitterly.

They had lost him and together with him – everything.

Blair left without a word; without a sign. It was too hard for her to be called the poor girl who had tried to be his girlfriend.

You don't know if she's happy or if she has a family now with children. You don't even know if she's alive.

Now you know how it feels when somebody you love leaves and this pain is making you breathing harder.

Your mouth feels like sandpaper. You can't swallow and then you see the next picture - your first love, Dan.

You both were so happy for a time and then it was the same old story. He couldn't stand the alcohol and drugs anymore. So, he moved on, leaving you broken and alone.

Finally, your hot tears escape. You're trying to choke back your sobs, but you are unsuccessful.

You see again how everyone had abandoned you while you slowly returned to your old ways; while you would wake up every morning without any knowledge of what you had done last night.

Usually, fear advises you against things. This time, you feel the fear is too late.

You feel the fear of being alone, the fear of being irrelevant, and the fear of being forgotten.

Shafts of bright light flicker through the room when someone suddenly opens the door.

You hear a familiar voice shouting your name in worry and concern.

Suddenly, you remember the voice. You see a blonde man with the same blue eyes of ten years ago standing in front of you.

I found you is all he says.

You look in his eyes and you feel hope. Maybe he's the reason for trying; for trying to live and find your family and Blair. Maybe, just maybe...happy endings aren't impossible.