Chuck was baffled. "Wait, what?" he stammered.

"Where's Nate?" she asked again.

"Oh he's, uh, downstairs I guess. Serena's there too". What was going on?

"Serena?" Blair asked with a look of shock. "No that can't be true. Serena is at boarding school".

Chuck's heart stopped beating. No, it can't be. "You know what Blair; I'm going to go get Nate".

"Thanks" she said as she lay back down onto her pillow.

He needed to find the doctor fast. No she couldn't possibly have, no this couldn't be happening. He then spotted the doctor that had come to talk to them before. "Hey you!" he called out. Serena and Nate were still standing with the doctor. "What the hell is wrong with my girlfriend?"

"Now sir, I tried to tell you before..." but Chuck cut him off. "Why is she asking for HIM and why does she think SHE is still at boarding school!"

"Sir!" the doctor almost yelled. "Your girlfriend has been diagnosed with a case of retrograde amnesia. She has lost the more recent part of her memory".

"What does 'the most recent part' mean? How much of her memory has she lost?" Chuck asked.

"We don't know. We never bothered to find out"

Chuck was just about to say something when Nate cut him off. "Thank you doctor. We will find out" The doctor hurried away, most likely afraid of Chuck by now. "Chuck" Nate started. "Why don't I go talk to her? You said she was asking for me. I think you should calm down before you see her again". Chuck turned slowly toward the waiting area, a dazed expression on his face. "I'll look out for him" Serena called as Nate went to go see Blair.

Nate slowly pushed the door open to Blair's room. They had made sure she got a single room. She looked so pitiful, lying there with her leg in a cast, head all scraped up. She opened her eyes when she heard him come in. She smiled. "Nate!" she squealed. "Hey" he said softly. He pulled up a chair next to her.

"I'm so glad you came" she said. Nate made a tight smile. "Blair, do you know what day it is today?'

"Well, not the exact day. I do know it's supposed to be my mother's dinner tomorrow night. I wonder if she'll still have it. She will of course. I most likely will not be attending. I don't think I'll be good enough for her in a cast."

Nate felt a pit in his stomach. He was pretty sure he knew what dinner she was talking about. "Blair, can you at least tell me the year and month?"

"Oh sure. It's September 2007".

That was all he needed to hear. 3 years of her life. Gone just like that. The worst part was, those were probably the most life altering three years she will ever experience. So she didn't remember...

"So, who are you seeing these days?" Nate asked her.

"Uh, you of course! What kind of question is that!"

Oh no. No, this isn't happening. "Blair, there is something you should know, but I don't want you to get upset..."

"What? What is it?" Blair sounded demanded.

"Well the thing is...you know you were in a car accident right?" Blair nodded. "Well, you didn't just break your leg. You have amnesia Blair."

Blair stared at him for a moment. Then laughed out loud. "Yea right. Amnesia, what a foolish idea!"

"Trust me" Nate said. "I wish it was. The date today is August 23rd 2010. You have lost three years of your life".

Blair turned white as a ghost. She was silent for a moment. "You're serious?" she asked. Nate nodded. "But if it's three years later, that makes me...19! I've graduated High School! I should be in..." Blair stopped and turned to him. "Nate" she said quietly. "I AM attending Yale, right?" Nate was silent for a moment. He wasn't sure what to tell her. He decided the truth would be best. "No. No, you're not attending Yale. Please don't freak out" But Blair was already heavy breathing. "Blair, take it easy..." "Bathroom. I need to get to the bathroom." She said through her heavy breathing. "No Blair! You can't! You don't do that anymore! Please!" He held her down for a few seconds before she calmed down. He could see she was blinking back tears. "I'm not going to Yale? How can that be? I was always supposed to go to Yale. Why!" She sat up. "What happened!" she sobbed.

This was going to be tricky. "Well Blair, it's sort of a complicated story..." "I think I can keep up just fine thank you very much" she spat.

"Ok. Well, it started with this new teacher who came to Constance in our senior year..." he proceeded to tell her the story of how she sent the blast to Gossip Girl, thus landing her in detention and ultimately causing her to lose Yale. Blair didn't speak. "Well" she finally said. "I guess that DOES sound like something I would do".

Nate had to smile at that. "Yes, it does". She was silent for another minute. Then horror struck her face. "Nate" she said slowly. "Are we...together right now?" He had been afraid of this. She really did have to know this though. "Ah Blair. I'm really sorry, but no". She turned away from him. She would never let anyone see her cry. Not even when they WERE together. "I think you should go now" she said quietly.

"Blair, please" Nate said. "No please just go" she pleaded with her head facing away from him. He had no choice but to leave her in her misery.

Chuck hadn't spoken one word since Nate left. He couldn't believe it. There was only one thing he was afraid of, and he was pretty sure his fear was going to come true. Serena nudged him when she noticed Nate walking down the hall. "So" she said when he reached them. "What does she remember?" Nate glanced at Chuck. "Well" Chuck finally said. "Tell us". "Ok" Nate finally started. "As far as she's concerned, it's the night before Serena came back from boarding school. Meaning…"

"Yea, we know" Serena said glancing at Chuck, who had sunk down into the chair with his face in his hands. "No" they heard him say, the sound muffled by his hands. "She doesn't remember us. Not at all!" he sat up then. "She doesn't even remember how it started. If she could only have kept at least one more month!" he paused and looked at them. "She doesn't remember loving me. She doesn't love me. She loves YOU!" he pointed to Nate accusingly.

"Ok Chuck calm down. All we have to do is tell her…" Serena tried consoling him, but he wouldn't have it.

"Tell her? Tell her what Serena? She lost her virginity to me in the back of a limo, thus beginning an endless relationship of games and heartbreak, all which lead to us finally becoming a real couple, all of which she doesn't remember. She could hardly believe it had happened back then. I don't think she'll believe it now" Chuck was in quite a state by now.

"Well, then we'll just have to make her remember" Nate stated surely.

"How?" asked Chuck.

"Well, you know her better than anybody. Show her things; take her places that might trigger something. Amnesia doesn't always last forever. Memory often comes back. We'll just have to be patient with her".

"But Nate" Chuck said. "She is in LOVE with you. She can't just get over you like that" he snapped his fingers.

"Then we'll have to play this right. I'll tell her I want to get back together with her; while in the meantime, you try to help her get her memory back". Chuck made a face at Nate's suggestion. Serena came and put her hand on his shoulder.

"I know it's going to hurt Chuck, but we have to do what's best for her. I'll also help with her memory. I can fill her in on all the meaningless details. We'll get through this." Serena smiled "After all, we ARE the Non-Judging Breakfast Club. This will be easy."

Chuck had to smile at that. "I just hope you're right".