A/N: Sorry guys, I know it's been awhile, I sprained my wrist falling down the stairs, stupid me. So typing has been a little slow but it's getting faster and I'm starting to feel better. So without further delay . . .

Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl or its characters

Rated: T mostly for language.

Blair smiled as she got in the town car. Roland had started collecting her mail for her every morning. Most of the time it was stuff colleges were still sending her, or something from her dad; but sometimes it was the kind of letter that made getting through the day a little bit easier. Today there was one such letter sitting on the center consol. "Thank you." She said with a smile on her face as she got in the car.

"Of course Princess." Roland said shutting the door. As he got in the front seat he turned to face her. "If you don't mind me asking, who are these letters that bring you such joy from?"

Blair smiled again. "A friend from New York. Someone that I miss very much."

Roland nodded. "I'm sure that must have been very difficult for you; leaving all of your family and friends behind."

Blair nodded. "It was." Roland was a nice guy and he treated her really well; but he had no idea what it was like for her leaving New York and he never could.

"So according to the itinerary for this morning. You are meeting the wedding planner and the Queen at Buckingham to work out some logistics. Then you and Marcus are scheduled to meet for lunch before heading to a Gallery opening this afternoon and dinner back at the house." Roland said courteously.

"That sounds about right." Blair said sitting back in her seat. Today wasn't nearly as busy as most had been over the past couple of months. They said the second wedding would be soon but she didn't really know. She had been in London for a month now and still felt completely out of the loop about everything. She had received two letters from Chuck now, this made three. The worst part of all of this was that mail was so slow getting back and forth across the Atlantic Ocean, it was almost a week from when she sent a letter, to when he received it. It was one week until Christmas, her favorite time of year and she was considering asking Marcus to let her spend it in France with her father. But first she opened up the letter.

Blair,

Your last letter made me laugh. The next time the Marcus's mom tries to put you in an ugly wedding dress just tell her where she can put it. If you can stand up to the Queen of England, I'm sure you can take Marcus's mother. The flash drive has on it the iTunes library for your iTouch on it and I added a new song, I think that song conveys my feelings better than anything else could.

Things here are going pretty well. They tell me that I need to move on but I still haven't told anyone but Jenny about your letters. I think using Jenny as the mail carrier was a good idea though, that way if Marcus sees you can always tell him that they are to and from Jenny. By the way, she says to tell you hello. Jenny and Nate had some difficulties right after you left because she thought he was still in love with you, but they've worked things out. Humphrey and Serena are still doing fine. Although they seem to argue a little more than I remembered them doing before. We've started something new. Every week Nate, Jenny, Dan, Serena, Eric, and myself, get together and go on an adventure of some sorts. Last week we ice skating in Central Park, then yesterday we went to the top of the Empire State Building; none of us had been since we were in first grade. School is going well, Bart's happy because my grades have gone up.

I miss you too. I wish I didn't have to miss you. I hate missing you. I sleep a lot now; or so Jenny and Nate tell me. I do it because when I sleep I dream of you and it's almost enough. I love you.

Always have, always will,

C. Bass

Blair couldn't stop the single tear that slipped out or prevent Roland from seeing it.

"Princess, is everything alright?" He was concerned. Blair was rarely happy, except for when she received the letters from New York. He wasn't sure of the circumstances but he had known Marcus a long time and with that he had known the kind of things that he was capable of when given proper motivation.

Blair folded the letter, placed it in her purse and put a false smile on her face. "Of course, everything's fine."

As soon as she got back to the house that evening, she practically ran for Cammie's room to listen to Chuck's song. She saw it at the end of her playlist, he had titled it, I Hate Missing You. She double clicked and turned up the speakers. Chuck started speaking. "Hey there. I know I told you how much I missed you in the letter but this song says it better. It was hard being back in the studio without you. I know I said this in my letter too Blair, but I thought you might like to hear it from me. I love you." Then he started singing and Blair could tell he was playing the guitar as well.

I miss the sound of your voice
And I miss the rush of your skin
And I miss the still of the silence
As you breathe out and I breathe in

She had missed his voice, more than she realized; she missed it more than she knew was possible. They had been separated for longer than this before but somehow she had forgotten it's exact sound. Oh God, had she forgotten what he looked like?


If I could walk on water
If I could tell you what's next
Make you believe
Make you forget

Immediately, Blair went to her pictures on the iTunes that Chuck had loaded and looked at him. She exhaled. She still knew every curve of his face and with these pictures she would never forget. She listened to Chuck's song over and over for the next few hours, until it was time for dinner with the family.

So come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire
And the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love

"I don't get how you are coping so well." Serena said to Chuck as she walked out of the movie theatre, hand in hand with Dan.

Nate bumped Chuck's shoulder, his other arm around Jenny. "Seriously man. You've dealt with this a lot better than the rest of us. You haven't found a way to talk to Blair in secret have you?" He said jokingly.

"Of course not." Chuck said sticking his hands in his front pockets and avoiding Jenny's gaze.

Eric stopped and turned. "I still can't believe that we are doing this. I know this isn't a big deal for most of you but I'm with Chuck on this one. It's a little too scary for me. Bad things happen down there."

"Come on Eric, it's just the subway." Nate said stepping forward and leading Eric down the stairs, followed quickly by Dan and Serena.

Jenny grabbed Chuck's arm and held him back. "I told you they noticed."

"I'm still not telling them Jenny." Chuck said firmly.

She crossed her arms over her chest. "Chuck you are crazy, they won't think that you are weak, they'll understand. What they don't understand is how you are getting by at all. Everyone knows that you and Blair are crazy star-crossed lovers."

"Are you guys coming?" Dan called from the bottom of the stairs.

"Yeah, sorry I dropped an earring; Chuck found it though." Jenny yelled down.

Chuck started to go but Jenny put out her hand. "Wait, this came today." She said pulling a letter from her purse.

Chuck couldn't keep the smile from his lips. "Thank you."

"You could thank me by telling them; I hate keeping things from everyone." Jenny said starting down the stairs.

Chuck followed her. "I'll think about it okay."

"Okay." Jenny said before calling out. "Wait up guys." And both she and Chuck rushed to catch up.

So come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire
And the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love

Blair was listening to Chuck's song again in Camille's room when she saw that it was 9:45. Marcus should be home in fifteen minutes and she wanted to be downstairs in their room when he got home; she needed him in a good mood. She had been waiting on the perfect time to ask if she could spend Christmas with her dad but Marcus had been so preoccupied lately with government stuff that the time never came and now it was only three days until Christmas. So she turned off the computer and went downstairs.

She only had to wait a few minutes before Marcus turned up, ten o'clock on the dot. "You're nothing if not punctual." Blair said smiling.

"Hey, I promised I'd be home by ten tonight didn't I." Marcus said taking off his suit jacket and hanging it up. "I'm sorry I've been so busy lately, I just got really behind on all this mess here when I was in New York." He added, loosening his tie and walking closer to Blair.

Blair smiled again. "It's okay, they've been keeping me on a busy schedule."

Marcus frowned. "It's not okay. I've been neglecting you."

This was it, the perfect opening for Blair to ask for her favor. "Well, I can think of something that you can do to make it up to me." She said batting her lashes.

Marcus sat down next to her on the bed. "Name it and if it is in my power to give it to you, it's yours."

Blair looked at Marcus and spoke. "Let me go spend Christmas with my father in France."

"Blair, I don't think that's a good idea." Marcus said tilting his head understandingly.

Blair's eyebrows furrowed slightly. "But you said anything."

"I know." Marcus said quickly. "I just don't know that I can leave to go to France right now."

For a moment, she had almost given up but then she saw a loophole. "Then let me go alone."

"Blair . . ." Marcus started.

But Blair interrupted. "Please Marcus, I've never spent a Christmas away from my father."

Marcus's nose scrunched up in a way that Blair knew meant he was thinking about it. After a couple of minutes of silence, he spoke. "Okay, but Roland is going with you for protection you know he is a trained bodyguard."

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you." Blair squealed wrapping her arms around his neck.

Marcus wrapped his arms around her tightly. God she felt so good. "You're welcome."

"This is the best Christmas present you could have given me." Blair said pulling back a little. She knew what she could do in return so to seal the deal she leaned in and kissed Marcus softly.

He was surprised by the kiss, but he kissed Blair back slowly deepening it.

After a few moments Blair decided it had probably been long enough and pulled back. She smiled before saying, "I need to get ready for bed and can I use your cell to call my dad?"

"Of course." Marcus said handing her his phone. As he watched her get clothes from the closet and walk into the bathroom Marcus couldn't deny the feeling in his heart. The one that told him that he was falling more in love with Blair everyday.

Chuck sat down on his bed with Blair's letter in hand. It had felt longer this time since her last letter. He opened carefully as always and began to read.

I miss the sound of your voice
The loudest thing in my head
And I ache to remember
All the violent, sweet, perfect words that you said

Chuck,

I'll start with the light stuff because it's important too. I love that you guys are doing that kind of stuff. I miss New York almost as much as I miss you. Skating in the Park is one of my favorite parts of winter. I hope you fell on your ass though because you never would go skating with me, so I know you didn't know how. You are going to have to keep me updated on all of you guys' adventures, I miss the normal everyday stuff. It's okay if you want to tell them that you are talking to me. I know that they will understand that I just couldn't let you go. They're all part of the Non-Judging Breakfast Club remember, they won't judge.

Things here are basically the same as always. They keep me really busy. I'm always going to Gallery openings, ground breaking ceremonies, and royal concerts. Not to mention the wedding plans; which are horrendous by the way. This thing is going to be gigantic; the guest list is like a thousand people long. Marcus hasn't been around much either and I spend most of my time up in his sister's rooms. I usually sleep there and Marcus still hasn't tried to pressure me into anything.

The song was beautiful and it was so good to hear your voice again. I know this is hard to believe but I think that I had started to forget what it sounded like. I haven't been letting myself listen to your iPod because I knew it would make me miss you more but you were right; hearing you say that you love me was like heaven. I miss you so much it hurts. Sometimes it hurts so much I can't even breathe. I love you too.

Forever,

Blair W.

He knew what she meant about missing her so much it hurt. Even reading her letters hurt but this was so much better than nothing because each letter was a little piece of Blair.

If I could walk on water
If I could tell you what's next
Make you believe
Make you forget

He wanted to go to sleep because like he told Blair, when he was asleep he dreamt of her. That's where he got to hear her voice and see her face. It was as close to the real thing as he could get and he needed it. When he had told Jenny that he slept more so that he could dream of Blair she had thought he was kidding. She had claimed that there was no way that he could ensure that he would dream about her but she was wrong, Blair was all he ever dreamed about.

So come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire
And the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love

Just as he was laying down his cell phone rang. Chuck considered not getting up to answer it. He was ready to dream; but at the last second he grabbed for it. "Hello, this is Chuck Bass."

His eyes widened. "Of course. I'll call my driver right now. Yeah, the eleven o'clock is perfect." As soon as he hung up the phone he jumped out of bed. He only had two hours.

Blair fingered the necklace around her neck as the plane took off. She wasn't good with take-off's or landings and she wasn't very well going to hold Roland's hand for support. At least this time Marcus had let her fly first class. She looked down at the necklace; Marcus had given it to her for Christmas this morning as she boarded the plane. He had been disappointed that he had to give it to her on Christmas Eve instead of Christmas but he knew that she was happy to be going to France. She had to admit the necklace was beautiful, a perfect string of pearls and sapphires fell on her collarbone. It must have cost a fortune; but it reminded her of a very different necklace given to her by a very different guy; a guy, who's song was stuck in her head.

So come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire
And the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love

The plane ride went well and Roland was wonderful. He took care of all the luggage and the car service out to the chateau. "Thank you Roland." She said once they were in the car.

"Don't worry about it, Princess, it was simply luggage." Roland said smiling.

Blair gave him a soft smile back. "No, I mean thank you for coming to France with me. I know it was really last minute and I'm sure that you would rather be spending Christmas with your family. And I really wish that you would call me Blair."

I miss the pull of your heart
I taste the sparks on your tongue
I see angels and devils and god when you come on
Hold on, Hold on, Hold on

Roland nodded. "You're welcome, Blair." He said, saying her name as though he was testing it out. "You should know though that I'm not really deserving of your gratitude. I don't really have any family left, so coming with you, I will likely have more of a Christmas than I would if I had been working at your home or at the Palace."

Blair frowned slightly thinking that he didn't have anyone to share Christmas with. It reminded her so much of Chuck, she was Chuck's family. "Well I'm warning you now, you are going to be expected to partake in all Waldorf Christmas traditions." She was smiling now, they were almost to her father's chateau.

hold on, hold on, hold on....
sing shaa la la la

sing sha la la la laaa

When they were finally there Blair practically ran into the house. She didn't bother knocking because she knew she was always welcome. "Daddy" she screamed running into his arms the second that she saw him.

"Blairbear, I'm so glad you are here. I thought that Roman and I were going to be alone this Christmas., until I got your call last night." Harold said holding her tightly. Before pulling back to look at his married daughter, leaving his hands on her shoulders.

Come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire
And the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love

Blair tilted her head slightly. It was weird, she thought she heard singing. She must have left her iPod on in her purse again.

"What's wrong sweetheart?" Harold asked at seeing her confused face.

Blair shook her head slightly. "Nothing, I just thought that I heard something. I should probably go help Roland with my bags."

Harold squeezed her shoulders gently. "No, you sit down relax. I'll go help . . . Roland you said?"

Blair nodded and watched her father leave. She couldn't believe how happy she was to be here.

So come on get higher
Loosen my lips
Faith and desire
And the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me
Drown me in love

Okay now she was sure she heard something and it sounded like Chuck's song. There's no way that could be playing here. "Daddy, where's the music coming from?" She called out but her father had already gone outside so she followed the sound.

She walked towards the living room, maybe it was on the TV or something, Chuck didn't write the song after all, it was by Matt Nathanson. She opened the door, for some reason she was tentative.

It's all wrong
It's all wrong
It's all wrong, its so right

As she opened the door the sound got louder, so she knew that she was on the right track. The sight that greeted her almost made her collapse. The TV wasn't on.

Chuck looked up at Blair from where he was sitting on the coffee table with his guitar. He looked right into her stunned, tearful eyes as he finished singing.

Come on get higher
Come on and get higher
Because everything works love
Because everything works in your arms

Blair walked forward in slow motion, as though she was afraid that if she moved too quickly Chuck would disappear.

Chuck finished his song and sat down his guitar. He was half afraid that Blair was going to faint before she made it to him so he stood up and closed the distance with two large steps. He took her face in his hands and kissed her.

Blair pulled back and there were tears streaming down her cheeks. "You're really here."

"I'm really here." Chuck said before kissing her again. "I love you Blair." He said against her parted lips.

"I love you too. Oh God Chuck I love you too." She said before kissing him once more.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the update. The song is Come On Get Higher by Matt Nathanson. Reviews are always appreciated.