Sorry this took so long, I have mid terms… :(

Chapter 2

"from the heavens to the womb
to the heavens again
from the ending to the ending
never got to begin
maybe one day we can meet face to face
in a place without time and space
happy birthday"

-Happy Birthday; Flipside

„Happy Birthday Audrey", she whispered to herself. She had turned off all the lights in her room and now she sat on her bed, her sheets stripped around her, a single white candle in front of her.

She held an old photo in her hands and looked down at her 16 years old mother, a mother she had never met. She had been beautiful, with hazel eyes and ruby lips. She smiled genuinely in the camera. Next to her stood Serena, she was the exact opposite with light blond hair and deep blue eyes, but somehow they were equals, they were best friends, they were sisters by choice.

The digits of her alarm-clock changed. They welcomed a new day, her 15th birthday, she lived for 15 years, it was a day to celebrate, but it always stood in the shadow of another anniversary. Her mother died 15 years ago; Blair Cornelia Waldorf had been a strong, beautiful young woman, barely 18 years old, when she died in childbirth.

The door opened nearly soundless.

"Audrey?" Serena asked into the shadows.

"Yes?"

Serena felt her way to the bed and sat down next to Audrey.

"Happy Birthday", she whispered.

Audrey kept silent.

"Sweetheart?"

"Was she happy?" Audrey wanted to know.

Serena frowned. What was she supposed to tell her? The truth? The whole said story? Or should she just keep silent about it all.

"Audrey, we had this conversation a million times, she was happy and she loved you more than anything."

"Tell me more! You never tell me anything about her, but I want to know every single detail. I'm not a child anymore; I have a right to know."

Serena sighed and started a story, which was just a poor-copy of an eventful part of Blair's life.

"She was the queen bee at our school, she was so popular, every girl wanted to be like her and every boy wanted to date her. She was a whole lot more than my best friend, she was my sister, and with our families we needed each other. We also fought a lot, but no matter how hard we tried we couldn't stay mad at each other for long. It didn't take long at all, for us to make up.

There were also a few other girls, we called them "the girls of the steps" because we always met at the steps of the Met, but they weren't our real friends, they were wrong and when something happened and we needed them, they let us fall.

That's the reason you should be careful who you call a friend, real friends are those who stand by your side no matter what you're going trough and they'll always believe in you and your friendship and not in some gossip.

Oh and then there were was Chuck and Nate, they were best friends,and they were true friends. The four of us called each other the "Non Judging Breakfast Club" because we got through anything together, without judging and complaining." Serena stopped because she didn't know how to go on.

"They never showed up for her funeral nor when she was in the hospital, did they? I saw photos of both those days and they aren't one a single one of them… if they were her true friends, then why haven't they been there?" Audrey asked confused, and Serena finally understood that she had been right, she wasn't a little girl anymore, she was so smart and she was old enough to understand, but she wasn't the person, who could tell her everything.

She didn't even knew what to say, how to explain, why Blair's so called "best friends" never showed up in her time of need.

"They didn't know, she didn't told them, she didn't want them to see her like that, so she ran away without even saying goodbye and they didn't know about it, until it was too late", she tried to explain.

"Why didn't she tell them?"

"Because she knew…"

"Knew what?"

"She knew she was going to die…"

15 years ago

"Miss Waldorf?" a nurse in a white hospital gown made her way towards Blair.

"It's your turn."

Blair nodded, stood up, gripped Serena's hand and pulled her with her.

"I'm scared", she whispered as they exited the waiting room and went in one of the exam rooms.

"You don't have to be."

Serena took a seat right next to Blair and didn't let go of her hand.

They waited and waited, well they maybe waited about two minutes but I felt, like they were waiting for more than an eternity.

"Miss Waldorf, how are you?" with those words the doctor finally entered the room.

"Doctor Rose", she greeted him low. "I'm fine, kind of tired all the time, but it's okay."

"That's normal", he told Blair.

"We have your results", he added. "Is your father here as well?"

Blair nodded and her eyes wined, they were asking a soundless question.

"He's sitting in the waiting room", she mumbled hesitant.

"Maybe he should join us then, Miss van der Woodsen, would you mind getting him?"

"No, not at all."

Serena stood up and left the room.

Blair's father had taken the news surprisingly well, he was glad Blair had turned to him and that she had decided to keep the child, he even kept Eleanor way when she tried to talk Blair and convince her into getting an abortion. He had said that he wished that Blair would have gotten pregnant few years later, but that he would be there for her, he and Roman did everything for Blair. That made Blair's life a whole lot easier.

Right now he sat in the waiting room, he said he would be there for his daughter, but he was aware of the fact that she needed to do some things without his help. She was legally grown up and she was old enough to get along by herself, that didn't meant he hadn't an eye on her, while he wasn't with her.

"Harold?" Serena asked and told him that he was supposed to come with her.

As they stood in front of the door and Harold knocked slightly, she felt her cell phone vibrating in her pocket; she looked at the ID "Chuck".

She pointed Harold to go ahead as Doctor Rose answered the door.

"What of "Leave us alone" is too difficult for you to understand?" she answered the call.

"Serena?" Chuck lulled.

"Oh my, drunken Chuck again. Do you like your little hobby? Does it satisfy you? Do you feel complete while you're drunk?"

"No, not at all. How is she?"

"No comment."

"Please, let me speak to her", her soon-to-be stepbrother pleaded.

"Wow Chuck Bass is actually asking for something. But NO, you've done already; she doesn't want to speak to you. All she wants to do, is to forget and to move on, that's the only thing you two should be doing together, I'm speaking of moving on, I think that's the best for all of us."

There was silence at the other end of line and Serena felt somehow guilty.

"Chuck?"

"Mmh…"

"How are Eric and Mom?"

"They're worried", Chuck answered honestly. "They can't understand why you're wasting all your time in France and honestly I can't understand it, either."

"You don't have to understand it. You don't know the whole story", she sighed.

"Then tell me the whole story", he demanded.

"No Chuck, I can't tell you." She said, but all she wanted to do at this very moment was tell him to get his fucking ass up and come over to France because she didn't know how much longer she could handle Blair all by herself.

"Just leave us alone and tell Mom and Eric I say hi", she added.

She was about to hang up, when she heard him saying," "Will you come for the wedding?"

"Wedding? They set a date?"

"Yeah", he lulled, "the wedding of the season, which will unite both our families, will take place in three months."

"Why didn't you tell me before?" she screamed.

"Because you told me to leave you alone, besides Lily has called Harold, but somehow he wasn't answering his phone… so will you come?"

"Will you bring her with you?" he asked low.

"Chuck you're showing weakness and no I don't think we'll make it."

"Take care", she said while shutting her cell.

"Oh god", she whispered to herself, this was too much at the same time and she felt overwhelmed, usually she turned to Blair if she felt that way, but Serena had a feeling that Blair was overwhelmed herself.

"Damn!" she yelled.

She entered the room after pulling herself together.

She closed the door behind her and turned around, but immediately stopped in her movements when she saw what was happing inside of the room.

Blair lay in her father embrace, sobbing.

"What is it? What happened?"

Serena knelled down beside Blair and stroked her curly hair.

"What happened?" she repeated afraid.

Blair didn't answer, maybe she just couldn't, maybe it was hard enough to breath for her, but maybe she just didn't want to. Whatever the reason was, Blair didn't tell her, so Serena looked up at Harold, who was holding his daughter and his eyes looked red themselves, as if he was about to cry.

"What happened? What did the doctors say?" Serena asked him.

First it seemed, like Harold wasn't capable to speak, either but then after a long, long while he finally opened his mouth.

"They said there might be complications; they said she could die."

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