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Blair looked around her surroundings. It wasn't her room. There were no periwinkle coloured walls, instead they were maroon. The bed was just a little bit harder and the sheets felt like the same hundred thread count Egyptian cotton sheets on her bed. But when she looked at them she realized they were the light pink ones she had at home. No these were gold. She looked over at the side table. Her head was throbbing. She saw a familiar phone on the table. She smiled. Chuck Bass allowed me to stay. How sweet, she thought. She looked over at the foot of the bed and saw a red silk robe waiting for her. She got up and put it on.

Blair walked into the living quarters of the suite. She saw Chuck sitting on the couch in his red silk robe. He looked up when Blair entered. A smile formed on his face.

"Good morning, Waldorf."

She walked over to where he was seated and sat down beside him.

"Do you have any aspirin? My head hurts."

Chuck nodded and got up from the couch and toward his bar. He went behind it and came out with two pills and a glass of water. Blair gave him an appreciative smile before downing the pills and taking a long swig of her water. She set the now empty glass down on the coffee table. Chuck spoke.

"Breakfast?"

Blair bit her lip. Nate is probably waiting at home for me to catch breakfast with him, she thought. She took a deep breath before replying.

"No thank you. I have to get going anyway."

She got up from the couch and grabbed her coat and umbrella from where Chuck had left them the day before. She took off the silk robe and put her trench coat on. She grabbed her umbrella and headed for the door. Before she touched the doorknob she turned around.

"Thanks Chuck."

He smiled. She smiled back before walking out the suite doors. As she walked toward the elevator, she couldn't help but think of the time she had spent with Chuck. Sure, she has been with Nate for almost three weeks now, but something happened when Chuck was around. Like everything that Nate did was not even a fraction close to how amazing Chuck was. She pressed the call button for the elevator. She clutched her Coach handbag and umbrella. Aside from her hair, she looked like she had yesterday.

The elevator doors opened and Blair walked in. She pressed the button for the ground level and the doors closed. She looked at her reflection in the elevator mirror. She couldn't wipe her smile off her face. I can't believe Chuck didn't take advantage of me. I thought that was his specialty, she thought. The elevator doors opened and Blair stepped out.

Once she was outside, she sat down on a bench. Her heart was still racing from seeing Chuck. When she had finally calmed down, she got up and hailed herself a taxi. She climbed in and told the driver her address.

The cab stopped in front of her building. She stepped out after paying the taxi fare. She took the elevator to her floor. The elevator doors opened and she rushed upstairs to her bedroom. She shut the door behind her. She tossed her umbrella, handbag and trench onto her bed. She looked out the window. The view was breath taking. The windows of buildings shimmered as the sun reflected on them. She could see some of Central Park. The trees were green and full of life. She looked down at the people walking along fifth avenue. Everyone had smiles on their faces. Everyone was happy, just like her. She couldn't contain it anymore.

She squealed. She didn't realize how loud she had been until Dorota barged into her room with a worried expression on her face.

"Miss Blair, are you alright? I heard a high pitched scream."

Blair giggled.

"No Dorota, I'm alright."

Dorota raised an eyebrow.

"Are you certain, Miss Blair?"

Blair smiled and grabbed Dorota's hands and started to twirl the two of them in her room.

"I'm alright Dorota. Really, I am."

"Well you seem more than alright, Miss Blair."

"I do?"

"Yes, Miss Blair. What is it?"

Blair blushed.

"I'm in love!"

Dorota gasped.

"I am so happy for you, Miss Blair!"

Blair smiled.

"Thank you."

Dorota beamed at her. I really do hope it isn't that Nathaniel boy. He never did treat her with respect, he thought. Blair sat down on her bed. Her smile had not wavered. She had missed this feeling. Dorota looked at Blair.

"I must go back and finished the brunch meal. Your mother is coming back today."

Blair gasped.

"Really?"

"Yes and she wanted you to wear one of her designs. She said she would like you to wear the black and red one."

Blair nodded her head. Dorota left. After the door had shut, Blair let out a sigh. Her happiness was still there, but not as much. Her mother was coming back. Sure she loved her mother, but with brunches they always reminded her of what their family had been and what it was now. It was no longer Blair, Harold and Eleanor entertaining guests, it was just Eleanor and Blair.

Blair groaned and got up from the bed and trudged to her closet. Sure enough, there was the black and red dress Dorota had been talking about. It had one strap which was nice and wide. The dress was made of black silk and the embroidery had red beads making flower shapes. Blair let her hair stay down. The brunette curls rested on her shoulders. She applied a layer of ruby red lipstick which also brought out the softness of her eye shadow. She put on her ruby earrings and her Ericson Beamen necklace that Chuck had gotten for her seventeenth birthday. She only wore it when she felt truly happy.

After checking her outfit for the seventh time, she walked out of her bedroom. She wasn't at all surprised when she saw guests sipping four hundred dollar champagne. She put on her best smile and walked down the long stair case. When she reached the bottom, she saw more familiar faces. She saw Serena and Dan sitting on one of the suede couches. Neither of them had champagne, bad for the baby. A small crowd was around them talking about the upcoming wedding.

Blair eyes darted to where Eric was. He had brought along Sharon and Evan. Evan sat quietly on a chair. Eric had his arm around Sharon, although her face was worried. Wonder what's wrong with her, thought Blair.

Suddenly, her eyes caught Chuck's. She couldn't look away. He started to make his way toward her. He was wearing a black Armani suit with a light pink dress shirt under. He was wearing his signature scarf. Blair smiled as he approached.

"Glad you could make it. Thanks for telling me about my mother's brunch that I had no idea about."

Chuck sighed.

"Look I only found out after you left. Honest."

Blair looked into his eyes. They were telling the truth. She sent him a small smile.

"I believe you."

Chuck smirked.

"I knew you would."

A server came by with a tray full glasses of champagne. Chuck grabbed two and gave one to Blair.

"Thank you."

She sipped the champagne. She loved being next to Chuck. It was enough to give her butterflies. Chuck couldn't take his eyes away from her. She's just so beautiful, he thought. Blair's eyes wandered around the room. Everyone seemed to be in their own universe, Chuck and Blair included. From the corner of her eye, Blair saw Eleanor approach her and Chuck. She smiled at the two.

"Blair."

She kissed her daughter's cheek. Blair did the same. That's how an Upper East Side mother would show her love. Eleanor's eyes darted to Chuck's.

"Oh Charles, I haven't seen you in a while."

He smiled and took her hand and gave it a little kiss.

"I believe the pleasure is seeing you, Miss Waldorf."

Eleanor smiled. She had always been particularly fond of Chuck but never thought he and Blair would get together. It wasn't in the plan for her daughter. Eleanor turned to her daughter again.

"Blair, I would like you to meet someone."

Eleanor started to lead the two to a group of people that all had a glass of champagne in their hands. Chuck gently placed his hand on the small of Blair's back and they walked to where Eleanor stood waiting for them. Blair looked at the man beside her mother. He was around six feet and looked a few years older than her mother. He had an award winning smile. Eleanor turned to Blair.

"Blair I would like you to meet Richard Clayton, my boyfriend."

Richard held out his hand for Blair to shake. Blair put on a plaster smile and shook it.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Clayton."

"Please, call me Richard."

"Okay, Richard."

"Your mother tells me that you've graduated from Yale."

"Yes. I majored in journalism and fashion. Mother taught me best."

Eleanor gave an approving smile. Chuck tried not to laugh. It still amazed him how much Eleanor would do to keep a good name. Richard spoke again.

"Really. That's astounding, Blair."

"Thank you sir."

Blair smiled and looked at Chuck. He still had his hand on her back. Blair turned back to Richard.

"Richard, I would like you to meet Chuck Bass. My friend."

Chuck and Richard shook hands.

"Bass did you say?"

"Yes."

"Well son, you must be proud of your father's enterprise. Are you going to follow in his footsteps?"

"I am thinking about it, but I want to try other stuff out first."

Eleanor and Richard excused themselves and went to talk to some other guests. Blair turned to Chuck.

"He seems nice."

Chuck read Blair's face.

"But not the guy for your mother?"

Blair sighed and nodded her head. Chuck decided to change the topic. He looked at Blair's neck and smiled.

"I see your wearing the necklace."

Blair place her finger on the necklace and stroked it. She smiled at Chuck.

"It's my favourite."

Chuck felt the butterflies dance in his stomach. They looked into each other's eyes. He wanted so badly to kiss her right then and there, but he couldn't. He hated self control. Blair was lost in his eyes. They made her forget about everything else in the world.

They heard elevator doors open. They looked to see who had arrived. Blair almost dropped her champagne glass. There stood Nate and Carter in their best Ralph Lauren suits. After they each grabbed a glass of champagne, they made their way to Chuck and Blair. Nate kissed Blair. Chuck looked away. After they separated, Nate looked at Chuck.

"Hello."

"Hello."

Chuck took a sip of his champagne. Why on earthy did he have to bring Carter Baizen, he thought. Nate didn't stop glaring at him. Chuck excused himself. He didn't need anymore awkward silence. Carter and Nate watched him walk away. Blair quietly sipped her champagne. Carter looked at her.

"It's great to see you again Blair."

"Yeah, it's um great to see you also."

Carter smiled. He glanced around the room and saw Eric and Sharon standing by the window. His face dropped. He looked back at Nate and Blair.

"Excuse me, I have to go see an old friend."

He left, leaving the two alone. Nate looked at Blair.

"So?"

Blair raised an eyebrow.

"So what?"

"Yes or no?"

"Yes or no to what?"

Nate sighed.

"Will you marry me?"

Blair quickly took a sip of the champagne. She hadn't even had time to think about an answer. She swallowed the champagne and looked into Nate's blue eyes.

"Nate, maybe we should wait a while. We don't want to rush anything, right?"

Nate gulped. That was not the answer he was hoping for. But he wouldn't show that. He smiled.

"Yeah, I understand."

Blair smiled and gave him a quick kiss.

"Thanks for understanding."

"Anytime."

Meanwhile, Chuck had gone to join Serena and Dan. They barely spoke, but there was no one else for him to really talk to since Blair was off with Nate and Eric was comforting Sharon. Chuck watched Nate and Blair from across the room. Serena noticed his angry eyes. She nudged Dan and he too looked up at Chuck. They both smiled. They knew Chuck would never admit it, but he still loved Blair. Serena spoke, interrupting his anger.

"See something you like?"

"No, just something I want gone."

Serena giggled.

"You can't be mad at him. You two were the best of friends."

"Were being the key word. Besides, he's the one who started it."

Serena rolled his eyes.

"You sound like a five year old."

Chuck sipped his champagne.

"Is that possibly the best you come up with, Van der Woodsen?"

"No, but I'm trying to be nice to you."

Chuck rolled his eyes.

"Well I don't need your pity."

Serena sighed and looked at him.

"Chuck, why don't you go get your annual check up at the medical clinic. The nurse is waiting to tell you which STD you have this month."

Chuck scoffed and walked away. Dan turned to Serena.

"I think that's the first time I've seen him just walk away without getting the last word."

Serena smiled.

"Well it seems Mr. Chuck Bass is in love, yet again."

"I agree he's in love, but I think he's always been in love with a certain Waldorf. I mean whenever they were together he was so un-Chuck like."

Serena raised an eyebrow. Dan spoke.

"Okay, just a little less like him. I guess he and Blair do belong together."

"Me too, but who's going to convince them?"

"I don't know. It's not like we could try to set them up at the rehearsal dinner or something."

An idea hit Serena. She smiled and looked at Dan. His face grew confused.

"What?"

"You're a genius."

"I've always known that, but thanks for the compliment."

Serena playfully slapped him.

"No, about the setting them up thing. Why not!"

"Serena, I was joking."

"But think about it, we could pull it off."

"No we couldn't."

"And why not?"

"Nate."

They both looked over at the couple. Serena sighed.

"He thinks he's in love with her, but he's not."

"But what if he is?"

Serena took a deep breath before speaking.

"Then we'll just have to find him someone better."

"Who?"

"I don't know, but I have a feeling she might be right under our noses."

In the meantime, Carter walked slowly up to Sharon and Eric. They were still facing the window and didn't see him approach. He cleared his throat. They both turned around. Eric felt Sharon freeze. He rubbed his hand on her shoulder to try to calm her. It didn't work that well. Carter looked at the two.

"It's great to see you both."

Sharon just faked a smile. Eric spoke.

"Yeah man. Great to see you."

"I heard Serena and Dan are tying the knot."

"Yeah you heard right."

"Wow, can you believe they're getting married?"

"Actually I can. They actually love each other."

Sharon looked at the ground but she still felt Carter's gaze on her. She heard tiny footsteps running toward her. Soon there was Evan looking at her.

"Mommy, when are we leaving?"

"After we eat."

"Well when are we eating?"

"In a few minutes."

"I'm bored."

"Well I'm sorry but I can't do anything about that right now."

Evan crossed his arms and let out an annoyed sigh. He turned to Eric.

"Eric, can you ask them to hurry up and let us eat so we can leave?"

Eric smiled.

"I have a feeling even if I did as a million times, they wouldn't let me."

Carter looked at the little boy.

"You know I could ask them for you."

Evan looked at Carter.

"Hey I saw you yesterday."

"I guess you did."

Carter held out his hand.

"I'm Carter."

Evan stared at the hand. He just looked at Carter.

"I'm Evan."

Eric tried not to laugh at Evan's refusal to shake Carter's hand. Carter awkwardly but his hand in his pocket. Evan turned back to his mother.

"Mom, is the food ready now?"

Before Sharon could answer they heard Dorota's voice cut through the room.

"Brunch is served."