A/N: I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

Blair woke up around ten thirty the next day. It was Dorota's day off, so Blair decided to go to a quaint bakery in Queens. She got ready and took a taxi to the small bakery. It had been a while since she had last been to Queens. The cab stopped at the little bakery. She paid her fare and marched inside. It was very warm and inviting. There was always a little fire going on. She loved it here because she could always come when it felt like the world was ending. She sat at a table near a window. She liked looking out at the street. People always seemed nice. A waitress came over to take her order.

"A cappuccino."

The waitress went back and in a matter of minutes, Blair's cappuccino had arrived. Blair drank it in silence. She picked up a napkin and took out a pen from her purse. She started writing.

I love you Chuck. I don't want to ever be without you.

-B

Blair stared at the note. He'll just think I'm a needy bitch she thought. She crumbled up the napkin. For the remaining time, she finished her cappuccino and decided to go for a walk in the neighbourhood. Her father used to take her there all the time. She walked down the street. Some stores were open. Nothing really caught her attention. She was about to call a cab when she saw familiar red hair. No way she thought. She made her way over to the lady.

"Sharon?"

The lady with red hair turned around. The child that she was holding hands with also looked at Blair. The lady spoke.

"Blair?"

Blair smiled.

"Sharon!"

Sharon had been a girl that Blair and everyone else had met on a cruise that they took a couple years ago. They had found out she was pregnant at the time. She had been sixteen. Blair gave her a hug. They separated. Sharon still looked great. Her red hair was put into a bun. Blair looked at the boy by Sharon's side.

"And who is this?"

Sharon smiled.

"Evan."

Blair smiled at the little boy. Evan hid behind his mother. He had the same red hair as his mother. Blair looked back at Sharon. She spoke.

"So, how are you?"

"I'm alright. I've gotten married."

Blair gasped.

"Really? To who?"

Sharon blushed.

"A really great guy named Chris Parker. He works on Wall Street."

Blair smiled. I would have never thought that Sharon would marry someone from Manhattan, she thought. The girls talked for a bit. Blair still couldn't believe how much Sharon had changed. Sharon now resided on the Upper East Side. She had been in Queens that day to visit her mother. She didn't talk about Carter, so Blair assumed that he was still in jail and that he and Sharon had broken up. Sharon looked down at her watch before speaking.

"I'd hate to be rude, but I promised Evan that we would go to Central Park."

"I understand."

Sharon hailed a cab. Evan stepped into the cab. Before Sharon climbed in, she turned to Blair.

"Why don't you come with us?"

Blair smiled.

"Sure."

She climbed in after Sharon. The drive to Central Park was mostly quiet. The only conversation was made by Blair and Sharon. Evan stared out the window. He didn't know who this lady was and he didn't plan to. They arrived at the park. Evan immediately went for the swings. Blair and Sharon found a bench to sit on so Sharon could supervise Evan. Blair smiled.

"He is so adorable."

Sharon smiled back.

"He is but it makes up for his temper tantrums."

The girls shared a laugh. Blair sighed.

"It must be great having a family and all."

Sharon smiled.

"It is. Are you and Chuck married?"

Blair sighed.

"No we actually broke up."

Sharon's face softened.

"I am so sorry. I thought that you two were truly soul mates."

Blair smiled at Sharon's comment. She had felt like that too. Like Chuck was the one. She looked back at Sharon.

"Oh well, we're just friends now."

"Well, that's better than nothing."

"I guess but I want more. I want me and Chuck to be together again."

"Then why aren't you?"

Blair was about to answer, when she realized that Sharon was right. Why wasn't she with Chuck if they loved each other? She looked at the ground.

"I guess we just needed a break from each other."

Sharon noticed that Blair seemed to not want to talk about it, so she dropped the subject. She looked at Evan. He was playing with a little blonde girl. She smiled. They seemed so cute together. She looked back at Blair. She was still looking at the ground. She spoke.

"Blair, can you watch Evan for a bit? I need to go get some coffee, I can get you some as well."

"Sure. Could you get me a non-fat latte?"

"Sure."

Sharon got up and went to get them some drinks from a nearby café. Blair watched the red headed boy. He was so adorable when he smiled. She noticed that his smile disappeared when the little blonde headed girl left. It was almost as if he was heart broken. He came over to the bench. He looked at Blair.

"Where's my mom?"

"She went to get some coffee. She'll be back soon."

He sighed and sat down beside Blair on the bench. Blair smiled.

"So, did you have fun playing?"

He crossed his arms.

"Yes."

Blair tried to think of something else to talk about. What do you and a six year old kid who hates you, talk about? she thought. Evan didn't look at her. She was about to say something on toy trucks, when she saw Sharon approaching them with two lattes in her hands. Blair smiled. Thank God! she thought. Evan lit up when he saw his mother.

"Mommy!"

He ran up to her. Blair walked behind him. Sharon passed her a latte. Blair smiled.

"Thank you."

Sharon smiled back. Evan grabbed her hand and they started walking. She and Blair quickly said goodbye. Blair started walking the other way. Suddenly, her phone started ringing. She read the screen. It read SERENA. She smiled and put the phone up to her ear.

"Hey, S."

"B, I'm glad you picked up. Could you come over?"

"Sure, why?"

"I need help deciding which place setting to use. And you know my mom, she would go through hundreds of them so I told her that you would help instead. So can you please? I don't want to this with my mom."

Blair giggled.

"Fine, just don't whine so much."

Serena laughed.

"Done. So what are you up to?"

"Nothing. You remember Sharon, the redhead?"

"Yeah."

"I met her and we hung out in Central Park with her son."

"Really? How is she?"

"She's alright. She actually resides in the Upper East Side. Seems she did well for herself."

"I'll say. Is she still with Carter?"

"Nope, she's married to someone who isn't a rapist."

"Well that's good, bye. See you later B."

"Bye S."

Serena hung up and looked at Dan. He was fast asleep on her bed. She smiled and stroked his hair. I wonder what he's dreaming about, she thought.

Dan walked through the door of his loft. He had been living there with his wife, who was expecting this month. He looked around the loft.

"Serena! Serena! Anyone home?"

He saw Serena coming from the living room. He smiled at her.

"Hey Serena, how are you and the baby?"

She glared at him.

"Where have you been!"

"I had work, but I came home as soon as I could."

"Well it wasn't fast enough. Jeez you are so useless. Why did I marry you!"

Dan gulped.

"Because you love me."

Serena laughed.

"Are you kidding me? Why would I love a person like you?"

"Come on Serena, don't be mad that I didn't come home fast enough."

"Well too bad, I'm mad."

"Serena, how about we do what you want to do. Let's be happy for the baby."

"I want to have a divorce."

Dan's face dropped.

"A d-d-d-divorce?"

"Yes dumb ass. I don't want to be tied down, I want to be free. You can have the kid if you want, it doesn't really fit my lifestyle."

She started to walk away. Dan stood shocked. He spoke.

"Serena, let's talk about this. We have each other. Aren't you happy?"

She looked at him and laughed.

"Who would be happy in Brooklyn?"

She started to walk to the bedroom. Dan followed her. He wasn't just going to let her leave him. She was already packing her stuff. There was one packed suitcase by the foot of the bed.

"Serena, please don't leave. We can move if you want. We can do whatever you want, but please don't leave!"

She looked at him.

"I need to get out of here. I don't need you."

The doorbell rang and Serena smiled. She picked up her suitcase and walked to the door, with Dan in tow. He too was curious to see who was at the door. She opened it. There stood Nate. Dan stood in shock. Serena gave Nate a hug.

"Hello Nate."

He smiled and gave her a kiss.

"Hey Serena, ready to go?"

She nodded her head. Nate looked at Dan.

"Sorry man, but you'll never be good enough for Serena."

The two walked out of the door leaving Dan even more shocked. Was this true? Would he never be good enough for Serena? He needed to get out of here.

Dan's eyes started to flutter open. He smiled when he saw Serena looking at him. She spoke.

"You okay? You were squirming a little when you were sleeping."

He sighed.

"Yeah, I'm alright. Just a bad dream but it doesn't matter now that you're here."

She smiled and gave him a kiss. In the meantime, Blair looked at her outfit one more time. She put on her red Chanel headband and picked up her Coach handbag and headed down the stairs. She waited in the living room. It was almost seven and Nate would be here any moment. She waited patiently. Suddenly, she heard the elevator doors open. She looked up and saw Nate walk in. She smiled at him. He was holding a bouquet of Hydrangeas. Blair walked up to him.

"Nate, you shouldn't have."

He smiled at her and handed her the flowers.

"But I wanted to. Someone like you deserves them."

Blair couldn't help but blush. She set the flowers on the side table. She was sure Dorota would put them in a vase. She turned back to look at Nate.

"Should we go?"

He grabbed her hand.

"We shall."

He led them to the elevator and together they went to the ground floor. What would tonight bring?