A/N: I hope you all enjoy this chapter! I know did while writing it. Enjoy!

Blair's eyes fluttered open. She was no longer leaning on a hard stiff board. No, she was now resting on a soft silky surface. She turned her head and realized she was in a bedroom. Not just any bedroom, but Chuck's. She sat up straight on the bed. Why was she in there? Had she gotten drunk and slept with him? She looked at her body. Her clothes were still on. What was going on? She got up from the bed and looked around. It seemed that Chuck wasn't there. She knew she should leave, but a part of her didn't want her to. She sighed and sat down on one of the bar stools in his suite. She waited. She and Chuck needed to talk and they were going to talk tonight.

Chuck sat at the bar in the Palace. He took sip of his scotch. All he could think about was Blair. She was in his bedroom right now. Hopefully she hadn't gotten up. She looked so peaceful when she was asleep. Chuck couldn't help but smile at the thought of her. Someone tapped his shoulder. He looked up at them. There stood a strawberry-blonde, five foot ten with a crappy make-up job. She just smiled at him.

"Hey handsome."

He rolled his eyes and went back to take a sip of his scotch. The strawberry-blonde walked closer to him. She leaned right behind him and spoke softly into his ear.

"Why don't we get going off to your place?"

Chuck scoffed.

"No."

She raised an eyebrow.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Chuck sighed.

"Nothing. You still want to come by to my place?"

The strawberry-blonde smile again.

"Okay."

Chuck got up from the bar stool he had been sitting on. The bimbo followed him. She followed Chuck out into the courtyard in front of the Palace hotel. The bimbo kept following him. He hailed a cab and let the bitch step in first. She waited for him to come in. He just stood there. Her face grew puzzled.

"Why aren't you coming?"

Chuck just smirked.

"Because, I have someone that I love and it sure as hell isn't you."

And with that he closed the door on her and the cab drove away. He sighed and walked back into the hotel. He had just turned down a one night stand for Blair Waldorf. If this had been eight years ago, then he would have called himself an idiot. But something about Blair was to special for him to let go. He walked into the elevator and it took him to his floor. He walked to his suite. What if she isn't in there? What if she left? he thought. He took a deep breath and opened the door. He walked in quietly. He put his blazer on the couch and looked up. Blair sat on a bar stool in the mini bar in his suite. She hadn't seen him just yet. She had been looking the other way. He sighed and walked over to the bar and sat down beside her. She finally looked up at him.

"Chuck."

Tears welded up in her eyes but she didn't let them come down. Chuck's face grew soft.

"Blair."

They sat in silence. They couldn't stop looking at each other. Finally Blair broke the silence.

"What the hell Chuck?"

He looked at her with confused eyes. But that was just an act. He knew what she was talking about. He sighed.

"Do you want me to apologize?"

Blair nodded her head.

"Yes. You can never seem to do that."

"Well I don't think I should be the one apologizing. Who was the one in bed with my stepbrother?"

Blair let out a frustrated sigh.

"You don't even know what happened!"

Chuck just smirked.

"I don't need to be there to know what happened. Wow, Blair Waldorf and Eric Van der Woodsen. Great fuck buddies."

Blair stared at him in disgust. Was this guy she loved? She got up and headed for the door. Chuck looked away for a moment before getting up. They needed to talk, not have him insulting her. Her hand was on the door knob.

"Blair, wait!"

She turned around. His hand was out in front of him. Blair couldn't help but think he looked like a boy band member. She walked over to him.

"What is it Bass? Some more things to say about me?"

He sighed.

"Look I'm sorry for what I said."

Her face softened.

"Your sorry for what you said?"

He sighed and sat down on the couch.

"Yes."

Blair sat down beside him. She was clutching her purse.

"Chuck?"

He turned to look at her.

"Yes."

"Why did you have to be an ass?"

"An ass?"

"Yes, you didn't listen when I was trying to tell you why me and Eric were in the bed. And you always have to get into a fight with someone because of me."

Tears had fallen down her face. She hadn't meant for him to know so much, but it was just too hard to keep it in any longer. Chuck just watched her. He didn't know what to do. He debated with himself inside his head. He finally decided to put his arm around her. He whispered into her brunette locks.

"I'm sorry."

She looked up at him. Her eyes were angry. She got out of his embrace and stood up.

"No! You and me are over. You said it yourself. I'm tired of having to explain myself to you. It's annoying! I don't care how much I love you, my heart can't take this anymore. It's done breaking and now it finally wants to heal."

She walked out of the door. Chuck stayed sitting on the couch. I just lost her! he thought. He sighed. He wanted to run after her, but his heart needed to heal too.

Nate sat in the V.I.P. area at Victrola. He had been there for the past hour. The strippers hadn't really impressed him that night. He sighed. He might as well stay here a little longer. His phone started to ring. He picked it up and put it against his ear.

"Hello?"

"Nate!"

He heard Dan's voice. But why would Dan be calling?"

"Dan?"

"Yeah. I was wondering if I could meet you for some coffee?"

Nate looked at his watch.

"Yeah sure. Everyone gets a cup of coffee at eleven pm."

Dan laughed.

"I was in the neighbourhood and I just need someone to talk to."

Nate sighed.

"Sure. I'll meet you at Rosalito's."

"Sure man."

Nate hung up and put the phone back in his pocket. He left the V.I.P. area and went outside to hail a cab. Once inside a cab, he waited patiently to be dropped off at Rosalito's. The cab stopped fifteen minutes later. Nate quickly paid the cab driver and walked inside the little café. No body was there except for one or two employees. They looked up as he came in. He just sat down. Five minutes later, Dan came walking through the café doors. He sits at the table Nate is sitting at. A waitress comes up to them and takes their orders. After she is gone, Dan starts talking.

"I'm worried."

"About getting married?"

"Yes but something worse has happened."

Nate grew worried.

"What?"

Dan sighed.

"Someone told that Gossip bitch about Serena being pregnant."

Nate looked in horror. Why would someone do that? No one had a reason to hate Serena so why do it? He looked at Dan.

"Do you know who did it?"

"Not yet, but it is a member of the wedding party. Those were the only people who knew."

Nate nodded in agreement.

"So who do you think did it?"

Dan sighed.

"Honestly, I have no clue."

The waitress came back and gave them their cappuccinos. Nate added some sugar to his before speaking.

"I think it might have been Chuck."

Dan looked up at him.

"Why?"

Nate sighed.

"Well he was angry when we were at the meeting. Serena isn't exactly his favourite person in the world. He could just be angry at Blair. He could also be angry at Serena for making him come to the meeting."

Dan took a sip of his cappuccino.

"Those are good points. I know Chuck can be mean but I never in a million years he would do something like this."

Nate shrugged his shoulders.

"It was just a guess. It could be someone else."

"Could be."

Nate took a sip of his cappuccino.

"So what were you doing up here? I thought Serena was back at your place."

"Yeah she is. My publisher had called and I came up. Turns out they want to publish that book I was working on last year. It should be out in eight months."

Nate smiled.

"Congrats man."

"Thanks. It'll be out by the time Serena has the baby."

"That's cool."

"Yeah I know. I'm nervous for the wedding. I'm nervous about the book being released but I am a hundred times more nervous about being a father."

"You'll do great."

"You really think so?"

"Hell yeah. You'll be the kind of dad who would miss a meeting just to see your kid in the school play. Even if he only has one line."

Dan smiled.

"Thanks man. That really means a lot."

Nate just smiled.

"No problem."

They talked for a bit until Dan realized he had to get him and Serena dinner. Nate decided to go to the Palace and get a room for the night. Home was somewhere where he wasn't needed.

Serena sighed. She couldn't take the loft anymore. She grabbed her coat and purse and hailed herself a cab. Once she was inside the cab, the cab driver turned to her.

"Where to?"

"The Palace."

The cab started to drive toward the Brooklyn bridge. Serena sighed. The cab reached the Palace and she quickly paid the driver. She walked into the hotel and stepped into the elevator. She pressed the button for the penthouse suite. Once she arrived on the top floor she knocked on the door. Hopefully someone's some. Please let someone be home, she thought. The door opened at there stood Eric. He smiled at his sister.

"Hey. What brings you by at eleven at night?"

Serena sighed.

"The loft was lonely."

She walked into the penthouse. Eric took her coat and put it in the coat closet. They walked into the living room. Serena collapsed on the couch. Eric sat beside her. She sighed.

"I hate Gossip Girl."

"What did she do this time?"

"Well someone told her about me being pregnant."

Eric gasped.

"Who did it?"

"I don't know, but it must be someone from the wedding party. Who else would have known."

Eric nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry. We'll find the person."

Serena smiled.

"Thanks."

Eric sighed.

"At least I can help you."

Serena looked at him. There was more to what he had said.

"Are you okay?"

Eric looked up at her.

"Not really. Chuck totally freaked on me and Blair this morning."

Serena sat up.

"What?"

Eric sighed.

"Blair slept over last night and she got scared so she asked me to sleep beside her. Nothing happened. And then this morning Chuck came in and assumed the worst."

Serena was still in shock.

"Why didn't Blair tell me?"

"I haven't seen her all day."

Serena still couldn't believe Blair hadn't told her. They were best friends. Since when did they keep stuff from each other. She looked back at Eric.

"Are mom and Bart home?"

"No, they had another company dinner thing."

Serena sighed.

"Is mom ever home?"

"Sometimes."

Serena tucked her knees in.

"So, do you have class tomorrow?"

"Yeah. But I don't have to go until the afternoon."

"I guess you won't be hanging with Sharon then."

She smiled at her brother. It didn't take a genius to know that he had some feelings for Sharon. Eric blushed.

"I guess I won't."

"Oh come on, I know you like her."

"It's just a little crush."

"Eric she's married."

"I know, but I can't help it."

"Eric, the last thing you should be doing is getting in the way of her marriage."

He looked at her.

"Thank you Dr. Phil."

Serena sighed.

"Seriously Eric. You don't even know if she likes you back."

Eric sighed.

"Yeah, I know."

Serena looked at her watch. It was twelve forty-five. She looked back at her brother.

"I better get going."

"Okay."

He walked his sister to the foyer and got her coat for her. She put it on.

"Goodnight Eric."

"Goodnight."

She walked out of the door. Before she walked towards to the elevator, she turned to Eric.

"And try not to ruin any marriages."

Eric chuckled.

"Good night, Serena."

She waved goodbye and stepped into the elevator. She pressed the button for the ground floor. Once she arrived there, she went outside and called herself a cab. After tell the cab driver to take her to Brooklyn, she sat silently. It felt as if she were going home. After twenty five minutes, the cab stopped outside the loft. Serena stepped out and hurried inside. She took out her set of keys and opened the door. Inside, Dan had laid out the Chinese food he had picked up. Serena smiled.

"You shouldn't have."

She came over to him and gave him a hug. He smirked.

"Well it's pretty hard to return Chinese food, but if you don't want any-"

"No! I'm starving."

Dan pulled out a seat for her and she sat down. He sat beside her. They talked over a plate of noodles. After they were finished, Dan took out the fortune cookies. Serena opened hers.

Be at rest and peace with others, and only good may come to you

Dan opened his.

Major changes are coming but if you stay strong and with people you love, your strength will show

Serena smiled at him.

"Thanks Dan. This is just what I needed."

Dan held her hand.

"I think we both needed this."

Serena smiled and gave him a kiss. He kissed back. Serena looked around.

"Is Jenny home?"

"No she said she was at a friends."

Serena gave him a naughty grin.

"Well I think we should use this to our advantage."

Dan smiled back.

"I think we should."

Serena led him to the bedroom and shut the door. They needed to escape the drama from their lives.

Hello Upper EastSiders,

Seems everyone is going to the Palace tonight. Queen B was seen exiting the Palace this morning. Trouble in paradise? Well I sure hope so. King C was later seen escorting a blonde bimbo out of the Palace. Was he already done with her? That's what some are contemplating. Oh C, back to your old ways already. Other King N left Victrola to have a late night coffee with Almost Married Boy. What were they talking about? Only if N was drunk, would we know. Seems AMB bailed on him first. Probably back to Brooklyn where Queen S is sure to be. N didn't seem to have any other plans so where does he go? To the Palace of course. Later, S was seen going to the Palace too, but left half an hour later. What ever is going at the Palace, I'd like to join.

XOXO Gossip Girl