*After tossing and turning all night, Blair finally laid on her back and listened to Dan snore. Her best friend still was grasping her hand, but had turned into a mess of blonde curls. She knew all too well what Chuck was doing right now, either packing his bags or in the study about to finish off yet another bottle of whiskey. Alcohol poisoning serves him right. Sure that was a little harsh, but what gave him the right to have someone else? He finally admitted that he loved her but he was attached to someone else? This situation made no sense.

She laid in complete silence running the conversation back through her head, trying to decode it.

"I'm seeing someone else." The first blow to her stomach.

"I thought you needed to know. I can't bring myself to not be honest with you." She wanted to believe him so badly, with everything she had in her, but he was cheating and cheaters cannot be trusted.

"I love you. I'm ending it when I get home." Who was this girl who Chuck was seeing ? She knew that he didn't love this girl as much as he loved her, but she was still an important role in his life for him to have to wait to break it off.

The name. Victoria. She had asked him about the name and he shut her up. He looked nervous when she had said the name.

"That isn't important." Oh that information was oh so important to Miss Waldorf. With knowing the first name and knowing she was located in the UES with relation to Chuck Bass, oh she'd be sure to find out who this girl was. Why Chuck had to wait to break it off with her.

Blair sighed and finally pushed the covers off of her. Quietly she tried to loosen Serena's grip on her hand, without waking up the sleeping couple next to her. She rolled out of the bed and found her way out into the hallway. The hallway that did not belong to her house. It was Christmas Eve and Blair was not in the comfort of her own home. The house was warm though and there were lights on throughout the house, so Blair knew that she'd be able to take comfort in something.... or someone.

He's up, he's been up all night. He's waiting for you. Her veins filled with excitement as she rounded the corner and enter the living room. Although he did hurt her and she would never forgive him for saying that after sex, she was still a little girl about Christmas. She wanted to spend Christmas with the man she loved.... even if she didn't know if she was the only one he loved. Ugh. That thought made her sick.

The living room was quiet, except for a familiar movie playing on the television screen. Breakfast at Tiffany's. That brought a smile to her lips. What made it even better, was there was a Christmas tree set up next to the bookshelf. It had white twinkling lights all over it and was decorated with red and gold ornaments. Underneath it were mounds of presents, decorated in metallic colored papers and bows. There were even six stockings hung up on the fireplace mantel. Chuck Bass had really outdone himself this time.

"Oh my goodness. This is amazing," Blair commented as she sat down on the leather coach next to the chair Chuck was occupying.

He did not remove his gaze from the movie. He was upset. But instead raised his glass up to his lips. This time the liquid was clear, which meant it was either vodka or water; Blair couldn't guess which one. "Thought you might enjoy it, Waldorf."

Blair crossed her legs and pulled her robe on tighter. Although he's an ass, he did look completely sexy sitting watching her favorite movie, even though she knew he'd stayed up all night decorating for one of her favorite holidays. He was showing her commitment, the only way he knew how to.

"Listen Chuck, I have a bone to pick with you." He rolled his eyes. "But yes, I do enjoy it very much. It's beautiful."

Without skipping a beat, Chuck grabbed the remote and muted the movie. He did not look at her, but she knew why. He was afraid of letting his emotions show. "Talk."

"All I need to know is why you haven't cut it off yet. Who is she? If you love me so much than you should be able to end it." Chuck nodded, knowing that what she was saying did make complete sense. He turned his head and looked her in the eyes.

"The woman you're speaking of, Victoria, is my father's assistant."

They sat there in complete silence for about ten minutes. His news hit Blair like a ton of rocks, not able to comprehend what he had just told her. Chuck had been messing around with someone close to Bart? Someone so close to the businesses?

"I'm ending it when I get home." There was a reason why he couldn't end it here.

She placed a hand over her mouth as she finally understood. "What does she know?"

Chuck sat down his glass and leaned down to place his head in his hands. He was hurting about something and Blair could sense this. She got up and knelt down next to him. Blair placed her hand on his and looked up at him with pleading eyes. Chuck hurting what not something she wanted to see.

"You can tell me anything. This will never leave us." He didn't look up at her. "I love you Chuck Bass and this will change nothing."

Finally after pausing, Chuck tilted his head and looked Blair in the eyes. His eyes were watery and she knew this girl was really hurting him.

"She knows my dad's secrets. She knows his secret about the first building he ever built, and she knows my father's current state." Blair raised an eyebrow at him, not understanding why he never confided this information in her before. "My father is extremely ill."

This was a secret that she could guess. Bart was a wealthy businessman; of course he had his secrets.

"Chuck, I think you should tell your father that this woman is doing this. It's information he needs to know." Chuck nodded and stood up.

"No, I've slept with her and she can use that against me. She knows about us; about how I'm in love with Blair Waldorf. She'll find a way to ruin us. Or ruin my family."

There was no way in hell that this girl was going to out-bitch Blair Waldorf. She grabbed both of Chuck's arms and made him look her in the eyes.

"She has information on your father and on us, so what? Suck it up and take this bitch down. We've all made mistakes but they are always easy to fix. I love you and I can give you the best piece of advice you can get."

He half smiled at her, not understanding what she could possibly say. "Oh you do, Waldorf?"

"You just happen to be notorious for taking bitches down." They smiled at each other. "You're Chuck Bass..."

Those words echoed in his ears. You're Chuck Bass. She really did know exactly what to say to him to make him feel better.

"It ends tonight. I will handle it as soon as she's in the office." He smiled and grabbed Blair underneath the butt. Quickly he swept her into his arms. She kissed him lightly. "But for now, we're going to play like you're Mrs. Bass..."

Blair grinned. She loved hearing those two words. "Sounds naughty. I'm in."

Chuck carried her over to the couch and laid her down. The two started making out, with the most beautiful Christmas gesture Blair had ever seen behind her. Chuck Bass was in love with her. Chuck Bass was in love with Blair Waldorf. He was going to end his affair and come clean with his father. Hopefully now they could figure out their relationship without all the extras.

She pulled away from him for a moment and looked at him. He had always looked so rough to her, rugged and sexy. But he was different lately, he was soft and full of emotions. It showed in his taste, his touch, the way he moved around her. He was handsome and was finally hers.

That night they made love once more. This time Chuck was more careful and caring. Blair loved the feelings that he was giving her. Hope, love, and complete honesty. This time after sex they lay naked on the couch watching the movie wrapped in a blanket.