It was early evening when Blair was readying herself for dinner with Louis. She would break the news to him then and she chose a private place to do so. But as she sat there, in front of her boudoir brushing her hair, her eyes were glazed over at the sight of a shimmer. The reflection of her engagement ring in the mirror caught the chandelier and the whole room was sparkling.

What would they say when this was all over?

Well, for starters the press would make her a crazy; crazy for letting a royal life go. She had always envied Serena's face in WWD and on Page Six—she always got the attention for the both of them. This time it was different, the paparazzi knew her name—the fiancée of Louis Grimaldi. The truth was though, she didn't like it; it was too much. Sure she loved being on his arm at lavish parties and being in the good graces of the royal family, but she felt disconnected from it all. This wasn't her world. Once the news of their breakup was out, it would only be a matter of time until the press gets wind of the pregnancy. How can you hide a bump for that long, really? Birkins only go so large and her patience only so strong.

Forget the press and the Upper East Side, what would her mother say? She had a love/hate relationship with Chuck; Blair could only wonder how she'll take news of their baby? Harold was a different story—he loved Chuck, they bonded over many things. It was nice to witness them together, especially knowing the relationship he had with Bart. Serena and Nate would be thrilled, she knew that already and if they were the least bit skeptical—they would see the brooding in his eyes has finally settled at the thought of their new family.

Clearly, this baby was not a force to be reckoned with, definitely a Bass that's for sure. Making it utterly impossible to anything but imagine what life will be like with Chuck's baby on the way was becoming sort of frustrating for her. She didn't notice she was rubbing her belly, until she heard his voice.

"That is the sexiest thing I have ever seen."

There he was, clad in a gorgeous double-breasted suit, a box in hand.

"Chuck! What are you doing here?" she hissed.

"Relax—Dorota let me in. I brought you some macarons to ease the stress."

"You're making this harder for me, Bass." She knew she looked stressed out. It didn't help that she hadn't answered any of his calls or texts since she left him this morning, not even when she was shopping with Nate.

"Listen to me, let's just go somewhere—escape all of this."

"Hey! There will be no running anymore. Is that what you want to teach our son or daughter?"

"Not at all, I just wanted to see if you were still on track. I needed to liven you up a bit."

"Is that nice? I'm pregnant here! Give me a break!"

"That's exactly what I'm trying to do, which is why I brought reinforcement."

"Chuck, I love macarons, but …"

"B!"

"Oh my God, S?"

The ultimate reunion; the two practically jumped on each other.

"What are you doing here Serena?"

"Well, first I got a call from Nate, you know how bad he is at keeping secrets—I could tell something was up. Then, I see you coming out of THE house on Gossip Girl. Then, Chuck called to see if I could come home for a night or two—said you needed "girl bonding," but wouldn't spill on the details. So, here I am. What's going on, B? I know it's something big for sure."

"Well… um, I…"

"Blair. It's just Serena. It's okay." He motioned for her to sit on his lap.

"S, we're pregnant."

"WHAT? Blair that's fantastic you and Louis must be thrilled."

Just then Blair started crying. "Great, just what I thought would happen."

"What are you talking about, B? I am beyond excited for you."

"No, no S—WE ARE pregnant," Chuck said.

"Wait, the two of you? When did you even sleep together?"

"The night of the Constance Ball."

"This news is even better. If there is anything I know it's that the two of you love each other. You may have not wanted to face it then, but now it's staring you in the face. I love you, Blair and I love you, too Chuck. This baby is not a mistake; it's a sign if anything."

"You think so, really?"

"Do you know what Chuck is like without you, really? Do you know what you're like without him? You're unbearable, crazy for gossip of the other from Nate and me, and frankly—really annoying."

"Ouch."

Blair let out a laugh in between tears. How could you not love him?

"It's the truth! This baby will be more than loved. Forget about her being spoiled, that's a lost cause already—but she will be so cherished because you two cherish each other."

"Wow, S—that was pretty deep. Looks like California did you some good."

"Did you tell Louis?"

"Tonight."

"It will be fine, Blair—really. We'll all be back at the house waiting for you afterwards."

"Oh yeah, thanks for keeping that minute bit of information from me."

"Sorry," she said sheepishly.

"Miss Blair—Mister Louis is on his way."

"Time to face the music."

"It will be fine, B. You and Louis—it's still new. You can't erase four years. What you and Chuck have between you is far greater than anything that you have with Louis. It's real."

Serena kissed Blair's forehead. "I love you, B. Chuck, I'll meet you outside."

"When did she get so smart? Must be that medical marijuana out there—maybe it has a reverse effect on her."

She laughed.

"Wow"

"What?"

"Nothing, I made you smile—a real smile. It's been a while. Anyway—I should get out of here. See you back at the house?"

"Our house—yes."

"It will be fine, Blair. I promise."

He kissed her on the neck, picked her up and put her on the bed—and that was that.

She was playing with her risotto, when Louis asked her.

"Blair, what is it my love?"

"Noth-Actually, Louis—I need to tell you something."

"Why did I know this was coming?"

"What do you mean?"

"2,000 peonies are not easy to hide, Blair—"

"Oh, Louis."

"—and then you came here. I gave you a head start to see how you felt and when I didn't hear from you at all, I knew.

"You don't understand."

"No you, don't understand Blair. Do you know what I went through for you? I was willing to give up the throne for you and now this. If you knew this was how you felt, why did we carry on? Why did you let me propose?"

"Because—we let each other off the hook, but apparently that wasn't enough."

"How do you mean?"

"I'm pregnant."

"How is that even possible?"

"A couple of months ago—"

"The Constance Ball, you were late; you were with him."

"Louis—"

"ENOUGH."

"I don't know what to say. You know you really surprised me Blair. I thought there was more to you than this world. More to Blair Waldorf then Chuck Bass and Gossip Girl—I guess my mother was right."

She was crying again. Here she was again, another loss tied to Chuck. This wasn't his fault—this time she had to own up to what she did. She led another man on. She thought she could do it—fall in love along the way, isn't that how the royals did it?

"Louis—I'm so sorry, truly. I don't know what to say."

She slipped off the ring and set it down between them.

Just then, their phones beeped.

Not now, not now, not now, please.

SPOTTED: Chuck Bass entering the mysterious house on Madison through the back door with Serena and Nate. It looks like we have our answer, a fearsome foursome reunion? Some things never change, right B? This is just keeps getting more interesting.

"Ah, your palace awaits you. Au revoir, Blair."

And there she sat, alone.