Blair knew who she meant. Dan.

"What?" she asked cautiously. They were at work and she didn't want to get emotional.

"Dan. He still loves you. He hasn't been himself since you left. He's, I don't know, sadder."

The words pierced through Blair's heart.

She had avoided it for the past few years. The guilt. The sadness. The poor choices.

"How do you know?" she asked

"Well, he hasn't really dated anyone seriously... and when I told my dad I was coming to work with you he called me."

"What did he say?"

"Nothing really which was weird. He mainly just wanted to know how you were. He'd heard about Eleanor but didn't know if he should call... or if it would upset Chuck."

"He doesn't know about Chuck?"

"No, but I told him I didn't think you were with him. Honestly, he sounded... I don't know. It was weird." she trailed off. "Anyway, he's coming ot see me on his new book tour."

Blair's heart stopped and then sped up. Dan was coming to Paris? Could she see him? Was she ready?

"When?" Blair asked

Jenny seemed surprised and impressed by her tone.

"Ummm... Thursday I think. Yeah, Thursday."

Thursday? That was just two days to prepare.

"Oh my God." Blair whispered to herself

"What?" Jenny asked

"Umm... that's great Jenny." she said trying to keep calm

"I hope you bring him by. I'd like to see him."

"Sure, I will. I mean... if it's not too weird."

"No, it's fine. I'd ummm, like to see him." she repeated

"Okay, cool. It's okay I brought this up, right?"

"Of course, Dan is... was... my best friend. It's been too long."

"Do you miss him?" she asked even though the answer was all over her face.

"Yeah, I do." she finally answered wistfully

Her eyes gazed downward between joy and tears. The next two days she spent primping herself. She got her hair and nails done, she even bought a new dress.

Thursday morning she went by the cafe to get her morning coffee. After she paid and thanked the cashier she turned around and her heart started instinctively pounding.

He was there.

Sitting at a table by the window. Reading a worn out copy of a book.

Thoughts ran through her head. She wasn't ready. Did he see her? Would he be upset?

Suddenly he looked up and their eyes met across the cafe. His eyes were hard and first but quickly softened. When he smiled they lit up and Blair started to walk over to him.

"Of all the coffee shops in all the cities in all the world..." he said, smiling

"Dan!" she said, her heart pounding so loud she feared he could hear it.

They hugged and Blair breathed in his flannel shirt and the familiar smell. Sh noticed his head toward her ear and he whispered in it "I missed you."

The both felt it.

She sighed back "I'm sorry." and tried to hold back tears.

In the middle of a cafe in Paris Blair felt more at home than she had in a long time.

After what seemed like an eternity but was actually less than a couple of minutes they broke apart, still holding each other at the waist.

"Should we-" Dan was cut off while pointing to the table.

Blair's eyes lingered on him open and raw. She clutched his hand and he lead her to a seat. For the first time Dan recognized the words in her eyes he had overlooked all those years ago.