Hey all! I have a snow day and I actually have some free time so I thought I should continue. I'm sorry it has been soooo long; senior year is kicking my ass. Read and Review please!

"Blair?" Serena knocked on the door of Blair's bedroom. Muffled sobs were audible through the oak door. "Blair, honey, let me in please." Serena heard as the door was unlocked and she very quietly let herself into the bedroom. She gasped as she took in the aftermath of the Blair and Chuck break-up. Tissues were strewn across the room, as well as old cartons of take-out Thai and pizza boxes. Old Sinatra played over the stereo system and Blair was lying in the middle of her unmade bed, staring into the chandelier that hung over her bed. This was a Blair that Serena had never seen before. Her always perfect hair was unkempt in a messy ponytail, her delicate designer clothes had been replaced by an old pair of Juicy sweats that had gone out of style years ago, and her make-up was smudged down her face, obviously from the crying. Blair barely turned her head to acknowledge Serena as she rushed to her friend's side.

"Oh, honey, I'm so sorry about Chuck. Is there anything I can do?" Serena comforted as she pulled her friend into an embrace. Blair began to cry into Serena's shoulder.

"I need to leave New York, S. It's just too hard. It's going to get even worse," She breathed. Serena pulled back and looked at Blair.

"No, Blair. Just stay here with us. It will all work itself out, you'll see. You need your friends right now." Blair pulled away and shook her head.

"You don't understand Serena—" Blair began to yell, but Serena stopped her.

"What don't I understand Blair?" Blair's sobs became more violent and she began to shake.

"I'm pregnant, S" Serena's mouth dropped at the news, "I want to keep the baby, but I don't want Chuck to know okay? Not right now. I can't even stand to look at him. I. Need. Out." She pleaded with Serena through her eyes. Serena nodded and hugged her best friend, "Let's get you out."

Blair sat on the edge of her bed back at Dan and Serena's apartment, looking at a picture of the day Macy had been born. She was lying in the hospital bed, holding her precious newborn daughter. A tear slipped down her cheek as she remembered thee day as there was a light knock at her door.

"Go away," she yelled and glanced back down at the picture. Suddenly, the door slid open and Chuck peered his head into the bedroom. "I said go away." Chuck slid into the room and sat down beside her, noticing the picture in her hands.

"I wish I could've been there, you know?" he whispered, "You both look so beautiful." Blair began to cry a little harder now and Chuck was at a loss for what to say. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and much to his surprise, she did not pull away.

"I wish I didn't have to leave her," she sobbed. She buried her face into his satin-clad shoulder and cried. He was stunned at her opening up to him like this. He stroked the back of her hair and tried to calm her.

"Blair, you need to get treatment," He whispered as calmly as possible. He didn't want to scare her away from him. He kissed the top of her head and a tear slipped from his own eye. "Please, Blair. Get treatment. Macy needs you around as long as she can have you. She deserves a mother. Please," Tears streamed down his own cheeks now as he pleaded with her.

"No, Chuck. I don't want her only memories of me to be memories that are dark. Memories of her mother lying sick in bed for who knows how long. I want to be able to give her good memories she can have for the rest of her life," She cried into his chest even harder. He pulled her as close as he could and she yet again did not move.

"Then Blair, please, do it for me. Let me have enough time to love you and our daughter the way you both deserved for so long. Please, Blair! I love you so much and I can't watch you die—" He broke down into uncontrollable crying at this point. Blair looked up at him and saw the broken little boy in front of her. "Everything I love dies" he whispered.

"Chuck," she whispered. She pulled his eyes to her own and watched his shake with his despair," I need you to love me now. Please. I'm not going to get treatment. I just need you here for me okay?" She pleaded him with her eyes and he pulled away from her glance. He wasn't going to let her do this to him. "I love you Chuck, please."

That was all he needed to hear. He leaned over and kissed her gently, as if he were afraid he was going to break her. They wrapped their arms very slowly around each other and got caught up in all the love they had missed out on for the last five years. He held onto her like she was going to run again. He wasn't going to let her go this time. They kissed feverishly, clinging to each other as if this was their last day together. Their love radiated through the room. Suddenly Blair pulled away from Chuck. "What's wrong Blair?" he whispered. She shook her head slightly and looked him dead in the eye. "Make love to me Chuck."

He sat there and looked at her, confused for just a moment. Her eyes were doing all of the talking. She truly loved him and had missed him. "Are you sure?" He asked. And with that, just like she had done over eleven years ago, she kissed him and gave him his answer.