Title: Coming Home

Author: Lightsofparis

Summary: Blair left for Australia fifteen years ago. She's come back to the UES, only for two weeks, for her daughter to get to know her grandmother but then Blair runs into an old flame, and her daughters father and Queen B regrets ever coming back and sometimes even ever leaving.

Authors Note: Um, This isn't an AU story btw. I don't think I mentioned that. Also sorry for never updating, I've been busy and I take a while with my stories. But Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I still don't own gossip girl, alright.

"I hate you. All of you" Chuck muttered. Serena and Nate had chosen to ignore him as soon as he saw the penthouse and knew where they were headed.

"Your evil, evil" He whispers. His eyes scan the living room of the penthouse.

"What are you doing here?" A voice snaps. Chuck stares at the girl before letting out a small chuckle. Serena turns to glare at him and Nate ignores him something he's grown used to doing.

"Audrey, right?!" Serena squeals, running over to the girl and enforcing her into a hug. Audrey awkwardly pats Serena's back and pulls away from the hug, a frown on her face.

"I asked you a question" Audrey snaps again. Nate rolls his eyes and steps forward, pushing his wife behind him. He holds out his hand for her to shake but she keeps her eyes on Nate, not even bothering to look at his hand. He drops it by his side and wipes it on his pants.

"Were here for movie night and we don't really need too be answering too some thirteen year old" Nate states simply. Audrey's mouth drops open. How dare he call me a thirteen year old! She thinks, along with a thousand other things included with insults but before she can voice any, Blair is in the room.

"Audrey, go up too your room. I'll be up in a second" Blair orders. Audrey lets out a sigh and throws her arms up in the air only to throw them back down again for dramatics. She mutters a fine and leaves the room. Blair turns to face Serena, raising an eyebrow at her former best friend.

"What the fuck Serena? I have a freaking kid. You can't just stop by, even if you did call beforehand!" Blair exclaims, stressing each word but she's not looking at Serena. Her eyes have strayed and are now staring intently at Chuck, who's got a bag in each hand, filled with food.

"B. Please let us have one last good time to remember. Audrey can stay at Chuck's place with the other kids" Serena pleaded, her voice going soft and whiney, only returning to normal at the end. Blair pursed her lips and looked at Chuck, waiting for him to agree to it instead he did the exact opposite.

"I don't think that's such a great idea. I don't know the Audrey kid and I don't want a stranger in my house" He stated, folding his arms across his chest. His lips in a thin line. He raises an eyebrow at Blair, waiting for her to either explode with insults for him basically insulting her daughter, or calmly bicker with him. He got neither.

Well, Well, our two favorite Upper East Side royalty seem to be full of surprises.

"That makes can all go home now" Blair dismisses, waving them away with her hand. She turns on her heel and heads up to her room without looking back.

Serena turns to face her step-brother, she glares at him and slowly shakes her head. Nate looks down at the ground, feeling un-easy. It's obvious Serena's about to explode but he doesn't want to make her even more mad by asking her not to, or warning Chuck.

"How could you!" Serena hisses, shaking her head more violently at Chuck. Her eyes are brimming with tears but Chuck doesn't feel in the least bit guilty. He slowly tunes his step-sister out as she starts to go on about how she wanted to just spend one night with Blair and feel like they were in high school; one night of leaving the real world behind. Instead Chuck's thoughts were fulled of the petite brunette, memories of her when she was barely able to form words, memories of when she was fighting with Nate and she would drink her problems away with Chuck, memories of them together, memories of them in the car right before it crashed, memories of that night in the limo. Every memory brought more pain down upon him, it was like somebody was stabbing him with a knife on repeat. His eyes have fallen to the floor and he realises it makes him look like he feels guilt for what he had done. It shoots straight back up and he turns away and walks toward the elevator.

"Chuck, man. Don't leave" Nate whined, as he watched his best friend sulk away. He glanced over in Serena's direction. Her mouth is agape and her eyes are furious. Her finger is still in the air, she was in the process of lecturing Chuck and wagging her finger in the air.

"What are you still doing here?" Blair's voice echoes around the room. Nate and Serena twist around in unison to find Blair. A smile graces Serena's lip as soon as she see's Blair and her face lights up like she's six years old, it Christmas day, and she had just gotten what she had asked for again. She wraps her arms around her small frame and holds her close, inhaling her scent. She doesn't ever want to let go. Blair closes her eyes and wraps her arm around Serena as well. Nate shifts from foot to foot and coughs awkwardly into his hand, gaining attention of the two girls. He smiles and waves at them. Blair rolls her eyes and parts her lips open to say something.

"I guess you guys staying couldn't be that bad. It would only be for a few hours, right? Audrey will be asleep, anyway" Blair pauses and looks around her living room. Her eyes linger on the spot where Chuck was a few minutes before when she had been in the room.

"Where's Chuck?" She asks, not tearing her eyes away from the spot he once was.

"He left. Come on, let's go!" Serena squeals, grabbing her friend's arm and dragging her up the stairs. Nate follows behind the two girls, feeling a bit left out. He whips out his phone and quickly texts Chuck:

Man, don't leave me alone with the girls. They'll eat me alive - N.

He hits send and re-reads the text when they got into Blair's bedroom. He lets out a chuckle, while looking at the N. Back in middle school when they first all got phones they would sign their texts off with the first letter of their first name and it's been the same ever since. He slips the phone back inside his pocket and looks around the room. It hadn't changed one bit since Blair left.

"You haven't even changed your room, Blair!" He exclaims, apparently surprised at the fact. Blair rolls her eyes and flops back onto her bed, closing her eyes.

"Yeah" She replies lazily.

"I haven't"

Chuck sits inside the limo, outside of the Waldorf's Penthouse. He feels like a stalker, but he doesn't have the will power to leave. His phone rings and he pulls it out of the pocket of suit's pant. He reads the text from Nate and shakes his head. There was no way he was going inside that house and having to put up with a classic NJBC sleepover. He looks at the penthouse from inside the limo and sighs. He opens the door and slides out. He pads up to the penthouse and rides up the elevator. He looks longingly at the stairs before walking up them.

He hesitates in front of the bedroom door before pushing it open, it's now or never, he thinks. His eyes survey the room and Nate looks up at him grinning.

"That was fast, brother" Nate greets him, Chuck walks over and they slap hands before Chuck slumps down next too him. His eyes turn to the screen, where the beginning of Tiffany's is playing. Out of the corner of his eye he see's Blair, who's already engrossed in the film.

"Finally made it, huh, Bass?" Blair teases, she turns to face him at the exact same time he turns to face her. There's a twinkle in her doe brown eyes and a lopsided lazy grin stretches across her lips as if she's stoned.

"I guess so" Chuck replies.