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One Day (Part 8)

Dan was pacing back and forth in hospital's hallway. It's been a while he was there.

"Mr. Humphrey?" The doctor walked out of Blair's room.

"Yeah… yes. That's me." Dan ran up to a man anxiously.

"Sorry for a delay but considering Blair's previous problems we had to take further examination." Dan frowned his brows in surprised. Doctor just looked at him unfazed adjusting his glasses. "Thankfully she is not relapsing." Dan's eyes went wide. "As I suspected it's exhaustion and dehydration caused by latest stressful events. She is on the drip right now, but I think in the morning she can be discharged."

"Ok. Ok." He ran his fingers through his hair nervously. "What do you mean by relapsing?"

"Again, what's your name Sir?"

"Um, Daniel Humphrey."

"That's right." He checked papers he was holding. "Your name figures as Ms Waldorf's emergency contact. I thought you are privy to her medical history." He definitely was not. He shook his head lightly. Too many baffling information. "This is her files." He handed him a folder with documentation. Dan took it hesitantly. "Give it back to her."

"Can I see her?"

"She need some rest. Maybe later…" Doctor offered. "Or in the morning."

Dan nodded. "Thank you." He sat on a plastic chair completely confused. This folder was too big as for relatively young and healthy woman. Technically, according to what the doctor said, he had rights to look into it, but he wasn't sure if he should. The concerns of Blair won.

He opened it and instantly skipped childhood diseases. He went straight to the most important part.

Maternity unit in hospital, which French name he couldn't pronounce. Some medical terms. He concluded that everything was ok. Then he flipped over and opened his mouth in disbelief. Psychiatric department. "WHAT?!" He said out loud.

Mental breakdown.

Depression.

Bulimia.

"Mother of fucking god!" He said to himself. He scanned pages of protocols. His eyes danced through letters frantically. There were doctor's diagnosis and course of her therapy – records of Blair's confessions.

He stood up and rubbed his face helplessly. Pained expression came over it. Her desperate 'I want my baby back!' made his eyes wet.

He knew everything now.

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He entered her room quietly. She was already asleep, changed in hospital's pajama, her hair tied in messy bun, IV injected into both of her hands. He moved a chair closer to her bed and sat down in the dark room.

After a while Blair opened her eyes slightly afraid.

"Blair." He got to his feet.

"Dan?" She asked surprised.

"You have fainted in loft, remember?"

"Yeah, yeah." She said with harsh and tired voice. "I'm sorry." She didn't want to create a drama, she just wanted to explain.

"You are all right. That's the most important."

"No. It's not." She sat up rapidly. "I… I lied to you…" She sniffed and wiped her already wet cheeks in frustration. She really wanted to stop crying. "And I need to clarify everything once and for all."

"You really don't have to." He said softly.

"I do. I really do." She took a deep, shaky breath. "I'm so sorry… I wanted to keep him. There was nothing I wanted more… France and adoption and everything else were against my will…" She paused. "I…" She looked away.

"I know." He cut her sentence off. "I know." He repeated meekly.

She looked at him with big teary eyes clueless. "How?" She fluttered her eyelashes and looked him straight in the eye. She knew he didn't say it just to dismiss her.

"I was allowed to have full access to your medical documents…"

He read it. He really knew everything. She was on the verge of tears again. "I'm sorry. I just have nobody here. You are the only person I could trust… I'm sorry…" She sobbed.

"Stop apologizing. You have no reason…" He sat next to her and took Blair into his arms. He wanted to console her so badly. He startled her by his action. But she didn't refuse. She wanted to be consoled. "I should be sorry. And I am sorry." He tightened his embrace. "That you had to get through this. Alone. And I couldn't help you…"

"You didn't know… and it's my fault. I should have done something… It's all my fault…." She hid her face into his shirt.

"No, it's not." He kissed her temple soothingly and rubbed her arm up and down. "It's not."

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Flashback

It was a week after their biggest argument. Over college.

They both had planned their years in Yale. They both got there. But Dan didn't get a scholarship. He had to stay in New York. Blair unhesitantly decided to stay in New York too. Dan said that she shouldn't give up on her dreams. And Eleanor Waldorf threaten her that she wouldn't give her money for study in Columbia. Finally Dan tried to intervene and met Blair's mother behind her back. What ended as a complete catastrophe. Blair felt betrayed and humiliated. She stormed the loft, yelled at Dan and got away.

One week later she came back to Abram's café one hour before closing and sat at a small table in the corner. Dan was busy but he noticed her presence before she even walked in. He got annoyed because there were so many clients that he couldn't even speak a word with her. She waited patiently until he turned around a door plate and closed the place.

She stood up and started to collect dirty dishes from tables.

"You don't have to do this, Blair." He said calmly.

"I know. But I want to help you." She opened a dishwasher and started to fill it in. Then she grabbed a bottle with sanitizer and cleaned a counter, while Dan took care of the rest.

When they were done with all duties. They looked at each other and met halfway.

"I'm so sorry, Humphrey."

He just opened his arms. She buried herself into him thankfully. She was so petit. He kissed her temple. "I just want you to be happy… what would make you happy, Blair?"

"You. I just want to be with you." She said decidedly looking up at him.

He sighed smoothing her chestnut waves. "I love you so much."

"I love you too." She said it back surely. He leaned in and kissed her. First time in a while. Chaste peck quickly developed into full and passionate kisses. He hold her so firmly against his body. He couldn't resist. His fingers tangled her hair. She clung to him and squeezed his shoulders. She couldn't resist. "I miss you. I need you." She said when they pulled apart for a second breathless and unbuckled the belt of his jeans. Immediately he perched her on a table and instinctively explored her inner thighs beneath her dress. Their lips were connected again.

And that how it was. Quick but intense. Both fully clothed. Both emotionally clean.

The thought that they weren't very careful didn't spring to their minds.

That's how they conceive their baby.

End of flashback

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"I shouldn't ask you that but… would you stay with me for a little bit longer…" She said pleadingly.

"Of course." He answered simply.

He sat back on his chair, while she laid down on her side. They looked at each other just like that. In complete silence.

It wasn't awkward.

They both felt rather comfort.

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When she woke up he wasn't there anymore. She just sighed. Maybe that's even better. She wasn't sure how she should act right now.

She somehow knew that that were just friendly gestures of his, but she felt unreasonably disgruntled anyways.

After the morning toilet and doctor's checkup she was basically ready to go. She just waited for discharge.

"Knock, knock?" She heard happy voice. "It's so, so good to see you."

"Alison?" Apparently Blair was going to experience shocker after shocker since now. The woman just scooped her into her arms. "What are you doing here?"

"Dan called me. So I just jumped into the car, and here I am." She smiled at her brightly cupping her face in her hands inspecting her subtly. "Please don't be mad at him."

"I'm not, I'm just… stunned."

"Don't be. You are family." She said easily. "And I'm taking you with me to Hudson." Alison announced taking Blair hand and leading her outside a room. "Dan is taking care of the paper work with a doctor right now so we can go to your place so you can pack." She said cheerfully.

"But…" Blair protested.

"No buts sunshine." Alison embraced her encouragingly. "You are making the voyage with me." She said with a chuckle.

'Humphreys' Blair thought contentedly, a tiny smile appeared on her face.

Was her life making a volte-face?

She didn't hope for a rainbow. But for the first time she felt that maybe right now, there was a little chance for a calm after the years of storm. Finally.

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tbc