Author : Laura (alwaysbluex)

Disclaimer : I do not own gossip girl. Just this storyline.

A/N : Sorry it wasn't done when I said it would be, but I'm making up for that with a long chapter! (at least for me).

2 years ago -

"They stumbled into the nearest bathroom. Blair wasn't thinking about tomorrow, even twenty minutes from now. All she was thinking about how much she had missed him these past five years. She fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, as her dress was already discarded on the floor. He pushed her up against the sink, and began to kiss her even more fiercely than before. She was about the get rid of his boxers to the floor when the door opened… "

She looked over, legs still wrapped firmly around Chuck's waist. It took her a moment to realize who was standing in the doorway, glaring at both her and Chuck. "Blair?" Serena choked. "What the hell is this?" She looked angry, really angry. Blair stayed calm, and rolled her eyes. "No need to judge, S. You've done much worse." She said, pushing chuck away and retrieving her dress from the bathroom floor. Serena brushed her long golden locks out of her face, and sighed. "Marcus doesn't deserve this Blair, and you know it."

"Just stop Serena? It's none of your business!" she spat. An idea began to form within Serena, maybe not a smart idea, but it would be for the best. "Yeah, it might not be my business, but I'm sure Marcus would LOVE to know about your infidelity." Blair rolled her eyes. "you wouldn't do that, I'm the bitch, not you." Serena let out a bitter chuckle. "Wanna bet?"

Serena sped out of the bathroom before Blair or Chuck could stop her. She wasn't sure why she felt the need to tell Marcus. In some weird way she felt as if she was helping Blair. Serena knew how much they loved each other, but their pride always got in the way of that. Reminding herself she was actually helping Blair, she tapped on Marcus's shoulder. "Marcus, I think we need to talk… privately." she added.

She led him to a deserted hallway. Her mind was frantically searching for an answer. How would she tell him this. Should she even tell him this? Blair might hate her forever, or she might thank her later on. Serena let out a sigh. "Marcus, I don't know how to say this.." she jumped, startled by the noise that was coming from the end of the hall, as the sound got closer she realized who it was. "SERENA." Blair yelled, running as fast as her heels would allow.

Serena slowly turned around to face Blair. Blair's eyes were pleading for Serena to keep her mouth shut. "B." she started "He needs to know what I just saw." she was going to add you'll thank me for it later, but that would not help the situation. "What did you see Serena?" Marcus questioned. After a long pause. Serena decided what she was going to say. "I saw Blair making out with another man In the bathroom." Serena then avoided all eye contact with Blair.

Marcus looked at Blair, and right away he knew Serena wasn't lying. Her lipstick was smeared, her curls were a mess, and her dress was missing most of it's buttons. "Marcus, .. ." she began to plead, but he cut her off. "What's wrong with you Blair, we're getting married tomorrow. I cannot believe you." "I know, but if I could just explain." Marcus let out a bitter laugh. "No explanation needed, this wedding is not happening. I see what this is all about, you want my title. That's the only thing you enjoy about me, and that isn't enough for me." Blair was outraged by his accusation and slapped him across the right cheek. The sting bounced off the ceiling of the hall way.

"We're done Blair." he said, looking past her. Tears began to crowd Blair's face. "B.." Serena started. "DON'T, you talk to me. Ever again." she spat. Walking down the hall she needed to think of what her next move would be. What could she do? It was ruined, all ruined. Black tears ran down her face, she quickly got rid of them. She decided she should go outside, no one would notice she was crying, since it was raining already. How convinent

Two hours later things made less sense then before. She couldn't believe how badly she had fucked things up. "I blame it on Bass." she said to no one in particular. If he hadn't said those three words she had wanted him to say for so long, this wouldn't be happening. He shouldn't have said them! It was too late. Now, she's all alone, just like before. But the only difference is before she was able to go back to Chuck . Get drunk at the palace bar, and her worries would evaporate with enough alcohol.

The banging at his door was pissing him off tonight. Naturally he would be amused, but he didn't need any woman tonight. He needed one, and her name was Blair. But she was getting married tomorrow. Even though he had tried to stop it, it hadn't worked. After five minutes of persistent banging he decided to open the door. Whoever was on the other side was about to get an earful.

They just stood there, looking at each other. Blair was soaking wet, her make-up had been wiped away, and her eyes were red and puffy. "Bass, I think we need some alcohol." she let out a pathetic laugh. "I was just thinking that as well, Waldorf." She went straight to his dresser, and rummaged through until she found a white dress shirt, then proceeded to the bathroom to change. Chuck just stood there dumbfounded. She was getting married to Marcus tomorrow, wasn't she?

Blair came out in only one of his white dress shirts. It baffled him how she could look even better in that, then in her thousand dollar dress. She plopped on his bed, burying her head in his pillows. After a few moments of silence she said. "Serena told Marcus, the wedding will not be happening tomorrow. Which is why I must get drunk off my ass and forget this day never happened."

"If you insist Waldorf." he handed her a bottle of vodka and a glass. However she dismissed the glass completely and went straight to the bottle. "Whoa, princess slow down. I want you to remember some of the things that happened tonight." he smirked. "No, Bass. You don't LOVE me. You were high when you said it, and I was dumb to believe it. So that is one thing I defiantly want to forget." she sighed, talking another gulp, it burned her throat. But she enjoyed it.

"I know why your hesitant to believe me. But to be honest, I think I always have. Which is hard for me to admit. That night in the limo just made me realize I could no longer dismiss it, or deny you. I haven't been able to say I love you, because it's hard. I don't say it to anyone. But I really do love you Blair, I'd do anything for you." she butted in. "Except go to Tuscany with me." Chuck looked down at the ground. "Relationships aren't my thing Blair." he smirked. "But for you I could make and exception."

She remembered all the times in the bar when they would make exceptions, just for each other. The fact that he remembered made all the difference. Maybe she did love him? There was plenty of reasons why she shouldn't. But for now that didn't matter. She flew across the bed, lips crashing together. "Lets finish what we started in the bathroom Waldorf." he smirked. "Sounds good to me Bass." She smirked back.

The constant ringing of her cell phone caused her to wake up. She glanced at Chuck's alarm clock, it only read 8:30 am. Which meant they had only been sleeping for two hours. The night was full of missed passion, but they had finally fell asleep in each others arms around 6:30 am. She groaned finally getting up to grab her cell phone after the fifth ring. Her heart stopped at she looked at the caller id. It was Marcus.

Quietly she grabbed Chuck's shirt and headed to the bathroom. "Marcus?" she said quietly, making sure not to wake Chuck. "I just want to apologize Blair, for jumping to conclusions without knowing what actually happened. Being without you last night made me realize how much I love you." "Marcus…" she started. "Please, Blair. Lets forget about last night, today's our wedding day, and nothing will ruin it."

She bit her lip. Except for what she did last night. She did love Marcus, but she also loved Chuck. Though, Chuck would never change his ways, not even for Blair. She wanted a steady relationship, children, a place she could call home. But she knew Chuck wouldn't be able to provide that for her, he would always fall short. Hot tears stung her eyes. "Okay Marcus, we will still get married." Marcus sighed with relief. "I love you Blair." with that she snapped her phone shut.

She wiped her tears away, not allowing them to fall onto her cheeks. Slowly she opened the bathroom door and looked at Chuck. He was going to hate her. She walked over and snuggled back in bed. Just a few more minutes, and she would have to leave him, for good. When she climbed into bed it woke up Chuck. "Good morning gorgeous." he smirked. "Ready for another round." she looked down at the floor. "Chuck we need to talk."

"WHY BLAIR? You don't want to be with him." Chuck spat. Blair shook her heard. "Chuck, that isn't true, I've loved him for many years. I'm sorry about last night, it was a foolish mistake, one I won't make again." This hurt Chuck more than he realized at the time. "Get out." Chuck said blankly. She nodded , and slowly walked out, fully knowing this would be the last time they probably ever spoke. "Bye, Bass" she whispered."

A/N: I didn't think I was going to make this two year flashback so long. But I need to in order for you to understand what exactly is going to happen in the present for Blair and Chuck. Reviews are always welcome!

So for the next chapter I WILL actually finish the two year flashback.

The Blair/Marcus will be a wedding from hell! Lots and lots of drama to come.

Gossip girl starts in just three days! Time really does go by fast.

Btw. I will have the next chapter up before Monday. It will be very long, and probably the last one.