Epilogue

"Dan, who's the ring for?" Blair asked, sitting on the couch of Dan's tour bus and looking at the jewelry box sitting on the table.

"Serena," he said, sitting next to her and resting his arm around her shoulders. "Drummer is proposing at tonight's show."

Blair nodded, "Cheesy. I hate the idea of public proposals. It seems like so much pressure to say yes. What if you don't want to say yes? What if you want to say no? I feel like it's humiliating for both the person doing the proposing and the person being proposed to."

Dan kissed the side of her head, "Well good thing I'm not the one proposing. I think Serena is going to love it. She's one for the flashy side of relationships. Although I'm not sure I, personally, count having sex every time we're in New York as a relationship."

"Oh really?" Blair said, turning. "Then what is this?"

"Well, I obviously come back to New York after tours. Such a difference, you see. They see each other conveniently and I actively seek out your company."

Blair nodded, "Oh yes, so different."

"Hey, isn't all my stuff now nestled into our apartment?"

"Yes, including the box of records that you will never listen to," she complained. "Can you please, at least, let me dump those?"

"No. There is a time and a place for every record."

"Maybe the time is now and the place is in the dumpster."

Dan laughed and nudged his elbow into her side, "I moved out of Brooklyn for you, let me have my records."

Blair bit her lip, "Fine. We just don't have as much space as we had in my last place."

"We're literally missing just a foot of space. I checked the plans of both places."

"A foot of space where that box could have gone."

"You are infuriating," he said, kissing her cheek.

"But you love me."

"I do," he nodded, standing up and stretching. "And I'm glad to have some time off after this show to spend time in our nice, new apartment."

Blair nodded, standing up and letting her arms rest on his shoulders, "I'm happy to have you home, Humphrey."

"I am happy to be home."

"So, I recently, I have to admit," Dan told the crowd, "moved from Brooklyn to the Upper East Side with my girlfriend." There were boos in the crowd at the mention of the Upper East Side and Dan laughed into the microphone, winking to the side stage where Blair looked proudly on. "It's not as bad as you would expect. I never thought I would be saying that. Anyways, we moved in together recently after a year of dating and many more years of her being my muse, which looking back is super pathetic. Guys out there who are thinking of becoming song writers, move on from your crush from ten years ago. 9 out of 10 times it doesn't work and you just look pathetic. I guess I am the lucky case where while I still look pathetic, I still managed to somehow snag the girl of my dreams."

The crowd starting aww-ing and Dan waved them off.

"So I would like to bring her out here for a special question."

Blair froze in place. They had just talked about how she didn't want a public proposal and wasn't one proposal enough for one night? She looked at Serena who was looking down at her new ring.

"Blair," he said, looking at the side and beckoning her to come out. He, walked to the other side of the stage and took something from an assistant and hit it behind his back.

Blair dragged her feet as she stepped on to the stage. She slightly hid her face from the audience as she walked towards Dan. "I'm going to kill you."

Dan smirked, getting on his knee and then pulling a Triangle from behind his back, "Blair, will you please accompany us on the triangle for the next song?" Dan pulled the mic from his mouth giving her a quick kiss on the cheek before whispering in her ear, "Come on, you think I would propose to you after that long discussion in the bus?" He leaned in and kissed her, "I love you."

Blair rolled her eyes before leaning in to kiss him again, "I love you, too."

"Please give a round of applause for my beautiful girlfriend, roommate and new band member, Blair Waldorf."

Blair smiled, giving a little curtsey while thinking that it had all come full circle. She was back here, at the same venue, where her life changed and she wouldn't have changed a thing.