A/N: Okay, I'm happy to say I am updating! Yay! Thanks to a certain friend of mine (I love you, Lauren! hehe) making me feel better about GG about a little over a week ago. This chapter is dedicated completely to her. I still say the show went a bit stupid but I do agree with her that all of the characters are only going back to their past since that's all that's ever worked. But soon they'll realize they aren't those people anymore and everything will end up how it should. So, in conclusion, I'm back. LOL.

The only thing that really bugged me was the fact that SO many people lost all hope/jumped ship overnight so suddenly! That sort of thing seriously always gets on my nerves. In my opinion, it means you were never a real fan. Sorry if you're offended I guess, just that's how I personally feel. Anyways, on to the chapter. There's a certain part of Ch. 4 that inspired me with Chuck's idea in this one. Just to let you all know. hehe Well, enjoy! :)

Special Thanks/Dedication To: Suspensegirl aka my Lauren bb who made totally managed to lift my spirits & save this fic from its death. LOL. Love ya girlie!!! You're totally one of my fave GGSWs! hehe *hugs* :)


Chapter Twelve: Revisting The Past Even If It's For Just A Day

"Just give me a few minutes and we can go, okay?" Blair stated to Chuck as they entered her bedroom so that she could change. She brushed past him with a smile as she headed towards her closet.

"Sure. Take your time." Chuck laid on Blair's bed as he waited for Blair to be ready. He watched as his girlfriend searched an outfit that fit her mood for that day. He knew it could take it a little while before she was done. Letting his eyes wander around the room, Chuck spotted a group picture of him, Blair, Nate & Serena, or the Non-Judging Breakfast Club which Blair had named them only the other day, in a frame on her vanity table. He sat up in the bed to see it properly.

A smile curled up on Chuck's face as he stared at the picture that had been taken before Serena left Manhattan. Before everything got screwed up, he added to himself. He sighed as he thought about how much had changed since then. They were all different people now it seemed.

He was so deep in thought that he almost didn't notice Blair standing besides him, calling his name. " Chuck?"

Chuck turned his head, coming to his senses. "Huh?" he asked distractedly. He noticed she seemed quite ready to leave.

"You okay there?" Blair appeared to be concerned; frown in place. "I was asking you a question and you seemed out of it."

Shaking his head, Chuck stood up and put his arms around her waist. "Sorry. I was just thinking to myself. Can you repeat it for me?"

Blair pursed her lips, hiding her nerves. "I was only wondering... Where are we going exactly?"

Chuck linked his arm through hers. "Patience, Waldorf." He gave a smile of his own as he led her towards the door. As they exited the room, he added, "You'll see. I promise."

Blair smirked as they stood waiting for the elevator. "I'll get it out of you soon enough."

"Try as you might," Chuck began, amused at her determination, "I won't let myself crack. I'm like a vault. Locked down." The elevator door opened and the couple let themselves in.

In response to Chuck's comment, Blair pouted. She sighed, about to give up when a thought occurred to her. She smirked once more, stepping closer to him. "Is there any way that I could convince you otherwise?" She stood an inch from Chuck, who knew exactly what was going on. Still, with Blair backing him up against the wall wasn't really helping him keep his control in check.

He struggled to reply. "Perhaps..." Chuck managed, shifting with his eyes closed.

Blair giggled, burying her fingers in his hair. "Oh really?" She raised her eyebrows playfully. "And what would that be?"

"Blair..." Chuck couldn't hold himself back anymore. He kissed her with a smile as the door opened. As he led her out of the elevator, Blair continued to attempt getting him to slip.

"So...?"

Chuck sighed, tightening his grip on her hand. "It was supposed to be a surprise..."

"Maybe," Blair replied with a smirk, "I don't want it to be one."

She was making this is so difficult for him. He was actually trying to be romantic right now and she was trying to ruin his idea. He wanted to show her that he really could come up with things that were sweet and considerate on his own.

"You're not making this easy, Blair."

"I know." Blair grinned at him. They both let out a laugh at her bluntness. She stared up him in a questioningly way. "So, will you tell me?"

Chuck opened the door of the limo for her. He seemed hesitant to answer. "Well..."

Blair's eyes lit up. "Yes, Bass?" She knew she was getting to him.

"How about we talk about it during the ride over?"

That seemed to please Blair enough. "Fine." She kissed him before getting into the limo with a smile in place.


"So, Chuck, what is this big surprise of yours?" Blair snickered. She couldn't help but be still shocked that he could be this sweet. She was rather curious about this 'surprise'.

She saw Chuck, even if it was only for a few seconds, appear to be nervous. Somehow, he managed to speak evenly anyway. "It's nothing big. I mean, it is but..." He drifted off unsure how to explain the situation.

"Yes?" Blair asked, arching her eyebrow. Was he going to spill the beans now?

Chuck gave out a sigh. He struggled to begin. "I was just thinking this morning about what if I had never met you..."

Blair gaped at him; eyes widened. "What?" Why would he even say something that to her right now? "Why?"

In response, Chuck actually had the nerve to chuckle. "Not like that, Blair. I meant, I was thinking about how I probably never would have given something like this a chance if that night at Victrola hadn't happened..."

With that, Blair understood completely. She nodded. "Yeah." She bite her lip, trying not to smile.

Chuck continued. "And I guess I just thought that we could..." The limo slowed down to a stop at that moment. "Revisit the past a bit," he finished with a nervous grin.

Okay, Blair was lost now. "Huh?" What was that supposed to mean?

"We're here." That was all Chuck said as an answer. He opened the door and got out.

Blair stared at him suspiciously. She tried to look past him but failed. "Where is 'here' exactly?" She took Chuck's hand that he offered her to take. Stepping out of the limo, she now saw what the big surprise was. "Central Park? But..."

"It's where we first met."

"I know, I remember. We all played Tag."

Chuck laughed. "Yeah..." He put an arm around her, pulling her closer to him.

Blair sighed, thinking about that day when she & Serena had both met Chuck and Nate.

Well, it hadn't actually been the first time Blair had seen Nate. He had been at dinner parties that they had all been going to since birth. They'd just never properly talked before. But Chuck... that was the day that they had properly met. She had to admit, at first sight, she hadn't liked him. Somehow she could tell he seemed to have this weird presence about him that caught Blair off-guard. She didn't trust him.

Who would have thought years later that they'd be like this? Actually happy to be together? Shecertainly hadn't.

Blair smiled, remembering something slightly funny. "When we played, you always caught me right away but whenever it was my turn to chase you it'd take me forever." Laughter from Chuck followed this. Blair lightly swat at him with a smirk. "It wasn't funny!"

Chuck, still chuckling to himself, managed to reply. "Yes, it was." He stopped once he saw Blair pouting. "But in a cute way," he added. "I promise."

"Good." Blair pushed him away with a brief smile. "Or else I'd have to find a proper punishment for you."

"I wouldn't want it any other way," Chuck stated. He looked downright amused at her.

Blair rolled her eyes, crossing her arms with her head tilted to the side. "Oh, so you're a masochist now, huh?" she asked him, playfully.

"Of course I am. I'm with you, aren't I?" Chuck saw Blair glare at him for that comment. He sighed to himself. He had only been joking. Didn't Blair know that? He had no idea why he said what he said next. "You're one too, you know."

"Huh?"

"A masochist."

Blair gasped at how he said it so easily. Like he didn't know she found it to be insulting. Still, she thought about it. In a way, she really was one. "I..." She sighed, blushing a bit from feeling exposed. "I suppose you're right." She frowned. This wasn't exactly something to be proud of.

Chuck seemed to become aware of how Blair had reacted to that topic. He couldn't help but to feel bad. All he wanted to see on her face from now on was either a smirk or smile. No frowning allowed. "Okay. New topic." He pulled her to him. "I'm not letting you get upset today." Just like he hoped, the words brought that lovely small smile of Blair's to her face. She kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Aw," she stated with her eyes rolling. Blair lowered her eyes for a second before bringing them back up to stare into Chuck's brown eyes. She then glanced past his shoulders, looking in the direction of the playground area. She led him over that way as she remembered how exactly they met. "I remember that you pulled my hair that day."

"What?"

"When we met," Blair replied. "Well, before we met properly. We were all in line for the slide when you came up from behind me and pulled my hair."

Chuck smirked as he now remembered this memory. "Ah, so I did."

"But why?"

"Isn't that what all the boys were doing?" He saw Blair once again roll her eyes as she scoffed. "What?" Chuck asked confused.

"Nothing."

"I honestly did it because...well, you know that I like poking fun at people whenever I get the chance."

Blair giggled. "That I do." She shook her head, burying it into Chuck's shoulder as they continued to make their way through the park. They walked around with their arms linked together, small smiles in place. "You know, Bass, I can't decide whether to say good job or that this is incredibly cheesy."

Chuck groaned once he noticed her cheeky smirk. She would tease him about this. He decided that he wouldn't let her. "Don't make it into this into a huge thing, Waldorf." He paused looking deep into her eyes. "Please," he pleaded.

It was all he had to say to get Blair to back down. She knew even though Chuck seemed to be getting the hang of being a boyfriend a bit, this whole thing was still way too new to him. He was nervous because he knew he was bound to mess it up somehow.

"Fine." Blair sighed, letting a bright smile appear on her face once more. "Let's keep walking, shall we?"

Chuck nodded at that.

The pair walked all around the park talking about both nothing and everything. They had spent quite a few months ignoring each other that it should have been awkward. Actually, it was anything but that. That was the beauty of them; they didn't always feel the need to fill the silences between them.

Though Blair did let Chuck in all the details of Little Jenny Humphrey's dethroning. She couldn't help it. After all, Chuck enjoyed scheming & social destruction just as much she did, if not more. Actually, he did.

Blair had noticed Chuck's eyes had lightened up with admiration as she told him about the whole thing with Asher. She bit her lip as she managed going about the whole part involving Eric. At that, Chuck waved a hand dismissively. "He told me what you did. It's fine. You did what you had to do. Besides, as long as Eric was fine with it in the end, which I know he was-"

"I know." Blair sighed. "Still, I couldn't help but feel..." She paused, then hesitantly continued. "Guilty at first."

"Guilty?" Chuck's eyebrows rose. "Blair Waldorf felt guilty?" He dodged Blair's hand that she meant to smack him with. He chuckled to himself. "Kidding, of course." He slid his arm around her waist, pulling her to him even more.

Blair glared. "You'd better be."

With that, Chuck just continued to chuckle a bit more. He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose. In response, she raised her eyebrows at him, a little confused. "What was that for?" she giggled.

Chuck cleared his throat. He needed to tone down the happiness a little. He'd never kissed her like that before. So innocently on the nose. Especially in public. It just seemed so out of character of him. Or maybe it wasn't but it just didn't seem like it in Chuck's mind. "So, where to now?" he asked, trying to sound relatively normal.

Blair's eyebrows arched. "I don't know..." she trailed off. "Can we just stay here for a little while?" She grinned. "It's a nice day and we could just reminisce a bit. What do you say?" She stared up at him expectantly.

"I'd say..." Chuck smiled, "that sounds perfectly fine to me."


A/N: Okay... So I have to ask, was that ending lame? LOL. Just curious. I just really wanted to update by today since I've been wanting to for awhile. I honestly don't know what I think about this chapter. It seems totally awkward. Might edit it tomorrow. Well... I hope you'll let me know what you thought of this chapter in a review, please! hehe Thanks for reading! :)

I'm actually still watching GG even if it was pissing me off a bit so I feel I have the right to say this. I hate Nate! Not even totally because of the whole C vs N thing but because of the last scene with Blair. He's being controlling and she doesn't even look happy at all at the end. She looks trapped. Oh, and I'm loving Chuck even more these days. Haters can say what they want about him but I don't care. I always knew he'd remain my fave. :D Later!!!

xoxo, Heather