A/N: Sorry it's been so long! I've been super busy with the musical and school and everything but I hope to have updated my other two stories by the weekend and hopefully another chappy of this one. Thanks for all your support! Keep reviewing loves!

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The lights faded, the sounds silenced and his world came to a crashing halt. The city spun around him and he became dizzy , and there was nothing he could do about it. There was nothing he could do for her, there was nothing he could do for them. He turned from her and ran; He ran to escape the words that she had spoken that were echoing through his head. There was nothing that could've stopped him.

"I have ovarian cancer Chuck. I found out two weeks ago. They said that there is nothing they can do for me. I will die. They did say, however, that I could still accept treatment and hope to lengthen my expectancy if even just a little bit." She stared down at her feet and waited for any kind of response. She knew that he was hurting, but he needed to say something.

"How long?" He whispered. It took everything she had to mutter those two little words that would hit him like he had just been stabbed.

"A year."

Chuck poured himself a glass of scotch when he returned to his suite at the Palace. He had called his limo when he reached the Brooklyn Bridge to take him home and had already had two glasses in the car. He couldn't even comprehend what was happening. His Blair was dying. He had gone to her today to yell at her and demand that he'd get to know his child. He went to her to find answers and he had found them. His Blair was going to leave him, whether he liked it or not. He hadn't fought for her in over five years and now when he wanted to just go back to her, there was only a year for him to love her. She didn't know that though. He remembered that she had no idea that he was still in love with her. He hadn't had a chance to tell her. But he was going to now.

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Blair sat on Serena's run down sofa, bawling her eyes out. He had run away from her. She had told him her darkest secret and he ran away. She had told him once that she would stand with him through his darkest thoughts and he obviously could not do the same for her. She knew he still loved her, but obviously not enough.

There was nothing she could do about the tears that were staining her white blouse sleeve. The tears dripped onto them and she watched as they formed little puddles on her sleeve. Suddenly she heard the front door open and wiped them away, expecting Serena and her daughter to come suddenly flooding through the doorway, however it had only been an hour, and there was no way that they would have been home so early. Blair sniffled and peered around the broad corner that led to the main entryway.

Hmm…she thought. There was no one in the room. The thoughts began rushing through her head and fear claimed her. There is someone in the house….What am I going to do? Blair picked up an umbrella off the coat rack that was next to her and made her way back into the living room where she was previously sobbing. Nothing. She snuck from the living room into the dining room and kitchen and again found absolutely nothing. Her heart began to race faster and faster and sweat began to trickle down her forehead as she crept upstairs and into the hallway. Suddenly she could hear rustling coming from the guest room where she and her daughter had been living. Her grip tightened on the umbrella and she pushed her way into the room and lunged at the dark figure that was sitting on the bed, beating it ferociously with her navy blue umbrella.

"OW! OW!" cried the figure, "Blair! What the hell? Get off of me!" Blair suddenly stopped, recognizing the voice and pushed herself back into the doorway. "My god Blair!"

"What the hell Chuck?!?!? I thought you were an intruder!" Blair wailed, dropping the umbrella. She placed her hand on her chest and tried to catch her breath.

"I didn't think you were home so I thought I'd wait here," he said quietly, sitting on her bed again. She eyed him up and down, suspicious of his motives.

"And what exactly are you waiting for?" she whispered harshly. He knew she was mad about how he'd just taken off earlier, but he just hoped she would understand.

"I'm waiting for this," At that moment he stood up and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her lips into his. The sparks began to fly and the heat that radiated between them was quite apparent. Blair was shocked at the action, but immediately reacted with a return of the action. Their lips molded and meshed together in the most perfect of ways as she ran her hands through his hair and his were placed on her cheek and waist. Blair realized what exactly she was doing and began to panic. Mid-kiss, she opened her eyes and pulled away dramatically. Chuck's eyebrows cocked in confusion.

"What are you doing?" she whispered to him hysterically, her hand covering her lips as if she had just been violated in the worst of ways. He took two steps towards her and stared her directly in the eye.

He whispered, "What I should have done five years ago," as he reached into his jacket and slid onto one knee. He looked up at her shocked face as he flipped open a little box, revealing what she could only recognize as his mother's wedding ring.

"Blair, will you marry me?"