The regrets are useless,
In my mind,
She's in my head,
From so long ago
Remember in the darkest night,
If my memory serves me right,
I'll never turn back time
Forgetting you, but not the time

Chuck was woken by an employee who tried to be nice to him and bring him food. Sadly, Chuck wasn't in the right mood for humans – or for anything.

"I haven't ordered you," he said and rubbed his temples. He had a terrible headache since last night. He could hardly remember about last night, something with a dancer in the club who pissed Chuck off. And now his head seemed like it would explore. "In fact, I don't want to see anyone. So please leave."

"But Sir, you haven't eat since … the accident …" the man whispered and scratched his head. He looked embarrassed.

"Leave or you're fired," Chuck growled and rolled his eyes. The pain was unbelievable, only the hole in his heart was worse.

The man tried to say something, nodded and whispered: "As you wish, Mr. Bass." Chuck sighed when he was finally gone. Chuck hated people, he hated his employees, his former friends, he even hated himself – just because he wasn't dead. And that he gave Blair that stupid promise not to begin suicide!

He has laid in his bed for two days, but the phone still rang and Nate still tried to get to Chuck's room. They all acted like they would care of him but he knew that wasn't true. They just wanted to satisfy their hunger of help – well, they could go to church, too!

"Well, you are a basshole, but you're my basshole!"

What happened with him? He hadn't been thinking about the old memories since yesterday. And they just … disappeared. But now they were back – and much more worse.

He thought he'd lost his mind, but … was this really Blair Waldorf at the bar who smiled at him? She wore a white dress he had never seen before, her hair was curly and a little bit longer that in his memories. And this smile … She really killed him right now.

"Hey, Chuck," Blair whispered. "Do you like my hair longer?" She stepped next to his bed and looked at the room. "Wow … seems like you had fun without me."

She grinned at him and sat down at him. He immidiatly hold her waist and pulled her little body to him. She wasn't dead, her heart was beating in a regular beat. And her skin was still like porcelain when he kissed it.

Blair took his hands and nailed him on the bed so he couldn't move. He hair were everywhere and in the middle there were her ruby lips who smiled at him. Oh god, these lips really tortured him!

"Chuck, do you love me?" she said and leaned down to him to give him a little kiss on his lips. The last kiss they had was at the hospital, but now Blair's lips smelled like Blair and not like a dead body.

"I do," he immidiatly said and looked into her dark eyes. His finger stroke her hand and he whispered: "Is this a dream? Are you real?"

Her face were near to his as she grinned again and said: "Does that matter?" Then their lips exploded in a passionate kiss. It felt like home to both of them. All the questions in his head disappeared as Blair purred like a cat.

After a few minutes Blair let go of him and opened her eyes again. She wasn't smiling anymore when she said: "Do you want to be with me forever? And with 'forever' I mean to eternity."

"Of course."

Blair smiled again. She kissed him again and whispered into his ear: "Close your eyes, Chuck. Let's go home." He could feel her breath on his skin and closed his eyes. Her touches burned in his skin marks that his body was hers – always have, always will.

Blair lay on him now, he could feel her cold toes on his. He trembled a little bit, but that was okay. "What do you mean with home?" he asked and looked in her half closed eyes.

Blair sighed and shrugged her shoulders. She then stroke his cheek with a finger and blinked. "You don't need to worry about that," she said and laid her head on his breast. "It's a better place there, everyone's so nice …"

He looked a little bit shocked at her, happily her eyes were closed. "You mean heaven?"

"Shh …" she stopped him a little bit annoyed. "I'm trying to enjoy the moment."

Heaven … how would it be there? Would he even go to heaven like Blair or would go to hell – well, after all he did …

When he fell asleep the only thing he thought was: "Whereever I will go, please let Blair be there …"