A/N: Hey guys! I am so sorry it has taken me this long to get another chapter posted. I've had this one done for weeks and I am just now getting around to uploading it. I'm sorry. I feel so guilty for making you wait so long. All I can really say is most of the time real life trumps fanfiction.

So I know this is super late, but how 'bout that finale, right? The Chair scenes were so beautiful! Chuck's face in the last one when Blair leaves with Louis is so heartbreaking. I absolutely adore Georgina! She is so funny! And I totally did not see the Charlie/Ivy thing coming! I can't wait to find out what that's all about! As for the pregnancy test, I kind of hope that it's not Blair's. I know a lot of people are really excited by the idea of a Baby Bass, but I just don't think they're ready. I want them to get back together because they realize they love each and can't live without each other. I don't want them to be forced into a relationship because of a mistake that they both felt terrible about. That being said, I don't think it's Serena's because as far as I know she hasn't slept with anyone lately. I'm actually hoping that it is Eleanor's. I think it would be so adorable to see Eleanor and Cyrus with a baby. Plus, that would make for some great Blair temper tantrums!

Thanks to tiff xoxo, LeftWriter224, Emma, lisottina81, QueenBee10, ilovecujo1993, shopno, Curious Blonde, Temp02, TriGemini, HighOnLife, aalso, Elaine, jamieerin, and H for your lovely reviews!

Disclaimer: I don't own Gossip Girl. If I did, I wouldn't torture fans by making them wait for months to find out who's gonna have a baby.

Do you understand who I am?

Do you wanna know?

Can you really see through me?

Now, I'm about to go.

...

Just tonight, I won't leave.

I'll lie and you'll believe

Just tonight, I will see

That it's all because of me.

...

Just tonight, I will stay

And we'll throw it all away

When the light hits your eyes

It's telling me I'm right

And if I, I am through

It's all because of you

Just tonight

Just Tonight - The Pretty Reckless

When Chuck got back to his suite at the Palace that evening, he was surprised to see Serena waiting for him. She looked angry.

"Sis, to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?" he drawled.

Serena scowled at him. "Blair just called me. Chuck, what were you thinking? She's engaged to Louis. You can't just crawl into bed with her."

"She didn't seem to mind so much…until she woke up."

"Chuck, you can't do this to her again."

"You were the one who told me to talk to her! And I tried," Chuck responded angrily.

"Well, what did you find out?" Serena asked.

"Not much," Chuck answered dejectedly. "But I think you're right for once. Something is definitely wrong."

"Well, how do we find out what it is? You know Blair. She's not gonna tell us."

"I'll call Mike," Chuck answered, pulling out his phone.

"What? Chuck, no! You can't have her followed by your private investigator. If she ever found out, she'd never forgive you," Serena cried, alarmed.

"Well, do you have a better plan? I'm leaving for Beijing on Tuesday and I won't be back for at least three weeks."

"What? Why are you going to Beijing? Does Blair know?" Serena questioned him.

"It's a business trip. I'm looking to expand my empire. And Blair doesn't know and she probably won't care."

"Chuck, you should tell her. And don't call Mike. Nate and I will figure something out."

Chuck scoffed. "You and Nathaniel?"

Serena glared at him. "Yes, Chuck. We'll take care of it. Just don't have her trailed. Please."

"Fine, fine. Just don't let her get any worse. Make sure she eats. I'll try to talk to her again when I get back."

"Alright. Nate and I will take of her. See you in a few weeks."

Chuck just watched as the elevator doors closed behind Serena, leaving him alone with his thoughts.

It had now been two days since Blair had woken up with Chuck in her bed and she was still thinking about him. She couldn't stop. She was furious with him for being an arrogant Basstard and scared that he would figure out her secret, but then she would remember the way his warm body felt when it was pressed up against hers and she would feel something similar to longing.

Meanwhile, Louis had been treating her like a princess. He was still feeling guilty over the last incident. He was showering her with flowers and gifts. This only served to cause her more confusion. When he acted the way he was now, it was easy to forget about the bad things.

And to top it all off, Eleanor was due to arrive any minute. She was flying in from Paris because she wanted to be involved in the wedding planning. Blair was dreading her arrival. She knew as soon as Eleanor got here, the criticizing would begin.

Chuck had just finished packing and was sitting down with a glass of scotch when he heard a frantic pounding on his door. He glanced at his watch; it was almost midnight. As soon as he reached the door, He knew who it was. He could feel the familiar electricity even through the solid wood. Hesitating, he opened the door slowly.

And there she was. Blair was standing before him, looking slightly disheveled. He still had to catch his breath as he took in her beautiful face.

"Blair," he breathed out softly.

She gave him a tight, fake smile and pushed past him into the suite. She went straight to the bar and immediately poured herself a drink. Chuck shut the door that he was still holding open and walked cautiously over to where she was now perched on a bar stool.

"Blair, what are you doing here?" Chuck asked.

Instead of answering, Blair just looked at him questioningly. "Why weren't you at the Empire? I went there first…but you weren't there." Blair was slurring her words slightly and Chuck realized that she was drunk. He wasn't really sure what to do. He had only seen Blair drunk a handful of times. He settled on just answering her question.

"I don't live there anymore. I stay here now."

Blair looked confused. "Why? You love the Empire."

Chuck grimaced. "I just…I just can't. Too many bad memories." He looked away from her, ashamed and full of regret.

"I forgave you," Blair said softly.

"You shouldn't have," Chuck replied, still not looking at her.

Blair placed her hand on his cheek and turned his face so was staring into her dark eyes. "Chuck, what you did to me was cruel and manipulative. You treated me like I was your property and not your girlfriend. It hurt more than I could ever have imagined and I hated you for a long time for doing that to me. But I forgave you and I moved on. You need to do the same."

Chuck looked at Blair and felt his heart breaking…again. He knew she probably wouldn't even remember this conversation in the morning but right now she was here, with him instead of with Louis. That had to mean something.

Blair poured herself another drink and gulped it down.

"Hey, Blair, slow down. What's going on? Why did you come here?" Chuck asked.

"My mother arrived today. Did you know that?"

When Chuck just shook his head, Blair continued. "She wanted to come to help plan the wedding. She's only been here for half a day and already I feel like…" Blair stopped speaking as a single tear rolled down her cheek. She wiped it away angrily. "I just needed a drink."

Chuck nodded, understanding immediately how she felt, even though she hadn't said it. He knew all too well what it was like to have a critical and disapproving parent. He poured Blair another drink and then poured himself one as well.

They sat silently for a while. Chuck was happy to just be with Blair. He couldn't stop staring at her. She looked so beautiful. Her eye makeup was smudged and her hair was falling out of what had started out as a fairly elaborate bun, but Chuck loved that she felt safe enough and comfortable enough with him to let him see her like that.

All of the sudden, Blair stood up and stumbled away from the bar, breaking Chuck out of reverie.

"Waldorf, where are you going?" Chuck called after her. Blair just kept walking unsteadily away from him. Chuck was sure that she was going to fall any second. Those heels that she was wearing looked hard to walk in even if you were sober.

When she made it to his bedroom, Blair turned back around and looked at him. "Aren't you coming, Bass?" she called playfully. She shot him a "come hither" smile and disappeared into his bedroom.

Chuck sat motionless for a few minutes, unsure of what to do. His brain and his heart were arguing with other very outspoken parts of his anatomy. On the one hand, he wanted her so badly he could barely think. On the other hand, she was drunk and upset…and engaged. He didn't want to take advantage of her or do something that would make her hate him in the morning.

He got up and walked cautiously over to his bedroom, not sure what he would find. What he did find filled him with a strange mixture of relief and disappointment. Blair was curled up on his bed, still clothed, holding his DVD of Breakfast at Tiffany's.

She held it out to him and looked up at him with her big, brown eyes. "Please?" she wheedled.

As Chuck took the DVD from her, their fingers brushed, sending sparks of electricity shooting up his arm. Chuck stepped back quickly and started the movie. When Audrey appeared on the screen, he turned back to Blair, unsure of where to sit. Blair inched over to what Chuck still thought of as her side of the bed and looked up at him. Chuck suddenly felt as if all of the air had been sucked out of the room. Moving slowly, he climbed onto the bed and settled himself down next to the love of his life. Blair scooted closer to him until he could feel her soft curves pressed against his side and rested her head on his shoulder. Chuck was shocked. He knew Blair would never be acting like this if she was sober, but he couldn't help the feeling of joy that came over him.

"Thank you," Blair whispered softly.

Chuck looked down at her and she turned her head and looked up at him. She was staring at his mouth and Chuck noticed her eyes darken slightly right before she leaned in and pressed her soft lips to his. Chuck was surprised but he immediately reached up and tangled his fingers in her soft hair. Blair let out a soft moan and Chuck could feel the vibrations in his lips. The kiss deepened until Blair finally broke away, gasping for air.

"Chuck…I…" she began.

"Blair, it's ok," Chuck reassured her.

"No…I…I'm sorry. Can we just watch the movie?" Blair pleaded.

"Of course," Chuck answered, a little relieved. He didn't want Blair to regret anything and he knew she would if things progressed any further. So he lay down next to her and just luxuriated in the feel of her soft skin and the smell of her brown curls.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

Chuck opened his eyes reluctantly at the sound of his alarm clock. Groaning, he rolled over and shut it off. He looked over to Blair, ready to apologize for the rude wake up. Expecting to look into her beautiful face, he felt his heart drop into his stomach when all he saw was an empty spot where she should have been. He noticed a small slip of paper on the pillow. Chuck felt a surge of hope as he picked it up. Maybe she just went to get coffee?

The piece of paper only held one sentence: Last night didn't happen.

Chuck was overwhelmed by a rush of emotions. Anger. Sadness. Betrayal. When Blair had come to him last night, he had thought that maybe it was because, deep down, she was still in love with him. Finding out that she wasn't was too painful to think about.

Chuck got out of bed and headed to the shower. He had to get ready. He had a plane to catch.

A/N: Once again, sorry for the long wait. I hope you liked it! Please leave a review and let me know what you thought about it. Hopefully, I'll have another chapter up soon.