A/N: So sorry for the long wait. I got inspired on my other two fanfics and ended up writing a lot for each of them. But no worries, this is the one that I'm really inspired for now :) By the way, I've started a new progress type thing on my profile and I'll be updating that regularly to give you guys an idea of how it's going.
xoxo Kate.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl or its characters

Rated: T mostly for language.

"I can't believe that you're really here." Blair said, pulling away from the kiss and placing her forehead against Chuck's. She felt like she was in a dream. This was so surreal. "How is it, that you're here Chuck?" She had thought the question several times but hadn't wanted to ask it because she hadn't wanted to stop kissing him. She was still afraid that this was only a dream and she would wake up, so she didn't want to lose a minute with him.

Chuck smiled, never removing his eyes from Blair's own dark brown ones. It felt good to look at her beautiful face, to hear her voice which had lately been only in his head, to touch her soft skin, and of course it felt good to kiss her full red lips. This was so much better than any dream of her he had had over the past few months. "When you told your dad it would just be you and a bodyguard, he called me. He had already booked me a plane and I left immediately for the airport. I did leave Jenny a note on my bed, knowing that she would probably be the first to come looking for me. So with the plane ride and the time difference, I got here about two hours ago."

Blair smiled again. This was real, she wasn't sleeping; how could this possibly be real? "How long can you stay?" She asked, dreading the thought that he might not be here long.

"I guess that's really up to your father but as long as he and Roman are okay with it, I'll be here as long as you are." Chuck paused smiling before cocking his head. "Which is how long exactly?" Chuck asked his forehead still resting against hers. Chuck hadn't cared how long it was for, he just wanted to see her. But he had thrown a week or so's worth of clothes into a bag, just in case.

"Right at two weeks." Blair said, bringing her lips back to Chuck's once more and kissing him. She slinked her arms up around his neck as he deepened the kiss. Everything about this felt so familiar, so completely perfect.

Chuck couldn't believe it, two weeks. He was going to be with her for two weeks. That included New Years, one of Blair's favorite days of the year and of course Christmas. He continued kissing her, his hands rubbing her back. They were completely lost in the moment, drowning in each other.

"Well, Princess, this is quite a surprise." Said a voice, in the vicinity of the foyer.

Shit, Blair thought suddenly, pulling away from Chuck and turning to face Roland who was standing in the living room doorway. She had forgotten all about him after seeing Chuck and just like that their cover was blown. Roland would call Marcus and he would order her to come back, or come down and get her himself. "Roland . . . I can explain." Blair said quickly.

Chuck wasn't sure what was going on but he wrapped his arms around Blair from behind, in a protective gesture. He didn't know who this guy was, most likely the aforementioned body guard. How could they have been so careless?

Roland assessed the situation quickly, Blair had been kissing a young man about her age when he had walked in and now the boy was holding her protectively, while staring at him suspiciously. He knew who the boy was immediately if not by name. "So this is the New Yorker who's letters make you so happy." He said as a statement.

Blair however, answered anyway. "Yes. This is the guy from the letters." She felt Chuck's hold on her tightening. She was scared and she could tell he was as well.

"I see." Roland said thinking about what he was going to do next. On the one hand, he should call Marcus and let him know the situation but on the other he really didn't want to, Blair was the one member of the Royal Family that had ever been nice to him and he was scared for her if Marcus knew about this. Plus, he had never seen her this happy before. "You didn't know he was going to be here did you?" Roland asked perceptively. Blair hadn't given the slightest indication that anyone was going to be here other than her father and his lover and he had a feeling that if she had known that the boy was going to be here she would have been unable to sit still on the jet.

Blair shook her head slightly. "No, it was a surprise." She glanced at the various faces in the room, her father and Roman were both present now as well. Chuck's even breathing steadied her.

Chuck leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "If he calls Marcus we will disappear off the face of the earth. We will go somewhere that he could never find us. I'm not losing you again Blair, I won't."

Blair smiled at the thought of disappearing with Chuck. She knew how complicated that would be but it would be their last resort.

Roland looked at the couple curiously, he couldn't tell what the boy had said to her but whatever it was had made her visibly relax. Her eyes no longer held fear and she was even smiling just a little. Roland spoke quietly. "I believe Princess that I was sent as more of a spy than a body guard. My instructions said that I should report to him immediately if you came here to meet someone other than your father and Roman." He noticed Blair inhale sharply at his words but she didn't look surprised nor did she break eye contact. Apparently, Marcus knew about the other boy as well, thought Roland as Blair stood boldly before him. This whole situation was kind of fishy. "However, I suppose that since you weren't actually intending to meet him here, I don't have anything to report. The report never mentioned what to do if someone was here that you didn't know was going to be here." He watched as Blair's eyes suddenly lit up.

Blair quickly detached herself from Chuck's embrace and ran over and threw her arms about Roland. "Thank you, so much."

Roland chuckled as he held the young girl for a moment before she pulled away and back into the safety of the boys embrace, who had since followed her across the room.

The boy reached out a hand to shake Roland's. "Chuck Bass." He said as Roland took his hand. Roland's eyebrows shot up. "THE Chuck Bass? As in the sole heir to Bass Industries?" Roland asked impressed.

"I hope so." Chuck said smiling at the middle aged gentleman. He could like this guy, especially if he was going to keep their secret.

Roland smiled in return. "So does someone here want to fill me in on what's going on here?"

Blair exchanged a glance with Chuck, who shrugged. "Might as well, he is keeping our secret."

That's when Harold Waldorf stepped forward. "Yes, I believe I'd like to know what exactly is going on as well." He looked at his daughter, slightly worried. He had let her keep her secret and hadn't pressed. He had been respecting her privacy, but she was in over her head now and it was time he knew what exactly was going on.

Chuck laced his fingers through Blair's and gave them a reassuring squeeze. It was her decision whether or not she wanted to tell them, but either way he would support her.

Blair spoke assuredly. "Okay, well we better sit down, this might take a while."

Chuck chuckled quietly. "Might."

Everyone did as Blair said and took seats around the living room. Harold and Roman on the couch, Roland in a chair, and Blair and Chuck on a loveseat. After everyone was seated Blair spoke. "I guess for everyone to understand I'll have to start with Bart and Lily's wedding."

Chuck was still holding her hand as he spoke as well. "Actually, a brief summary of before then would probably be best. Do you want me to?" He asked and Blair replied with a nod. Chuck turned back to the group. "Blair and I have always been best friends but she dated the same guy, a guy who happens to be my best friend, until the beginning of our junior year. He slept with her best friend—"

Harold sat forward suddenly interrupting. "Nate and Serena slept together!"

Blair nodded, "Yes Daddy."

"Why didn't you tell me honey? I know how important he was to you." Harold asked concerned. He wanted to wring those two teenagers necks for that but clearly it no longer upset Blair. She seemed as calm as ever. Actually, around Chuck she seemed almost tranquil, which was saying something for a perfectionist like Blair.

"I got over it." She said squeezing Chuck's hand and smiling at him. "Continue."

Chuck nodded. "So they eventually ended things and Blair and I got together. It was good for awhile but Nate decided he wanted her back and I blew it big time. After that I did some extremely questionable things because I was angry and it took us until my father's wedding to Serena's mother to reconcile. But I messed up again. We were suppose to go to Tuscany together before Blair came here for the summer and I got scared and stood her up. I came here because I realized I couldn't lose her but I wasn't allowed to see her." Chuck said glancing at Harold and Roman. Both of which looked slightly guilty. "Blair was seeing someone else, Marcus actually. So I left but when she brought him to the Hamptons I conspired to get her back. She was staying with my step family and I was supposed to be staying with Nate but when I heard she was coming I moved in. I told her that I was sorry, that I did it because I was scared, that I came to France to find her, that I wasn't giving up this time."

Blair smiled and started talking. "He wrote me a song, explained to me why he was scared in the first place, and told me that he loved me and we umm . . ." Blair trailed off looking away as Harold coughed. "Sorry Daddy." He smiled reassuringly and she continued. "Well, I had a date with Marcus that night so I decided to use it to break up with him. He didn't like that and come to find out, he had known about Chuck all along. He had realized immediately that I was using him to make Chuck jealous and he had noticed how Chuck felt about me. He had been tailing us and the maid had told him about what Chuck was planning with the song and he had set up video cameras and filmed us. I asked him not to release the tape and told him that one way or the other it didn't change my decision. He practically laughed in my face, telling me that he was determined to have me."

The entire room, with the exception of Chuck, gasped. Roland was shaken. He knew the kind of things Marcus was capable of and he didn't doubt the girl's story for a moment.

Everyone looked as though they wanted to say something but Blair raised her hand so that they didn't. "It gets worse." Blair said before continuing. "He had set up a crime, fabricated evidence, bribed witnesses and everything, to take Chuck down if I didn't consent to marry him. I reluctantly agreed and he forced me to . . . and Chuck saw." Blair was near tears so Chuck took over.

"I thought she had gone back to him and I shut her out completely. They kept their engagement secret for a while but she knew I was still holding on so at the end of the summer gala's after party, she said awful things to me, broke the necklace I gave to her for her 17th Birthday, and put on his ring. I proceeded to embarrass her in front of everyone and Serena told me what was going on. I didn't believe her but I followed Blair and Marcus anyway and overheard them. I saw him hurt her and afterwards she and I made up and agreed to see each other in secret. Marcus went to Yale and Blair and I worked to find something on him to get us out of this mess." Chuck said, speaking for a while.

Blair knew without him saying to take over. "Marcus came back from Yale claiming that he couldn't be away from me, which made things difficult for us. He was supposed to be in England for a while but found out about the Royal Family debacle and came home, where he caught the two of us. He forbade us from seeing each other and imposed all sorts of rules. Eventually I put a stop to it because he had no way to enforce the rules and still get me to marry him. We were still searching for something to take him down but we didn't find anything."

Chuck interrupted this time. "We thought we found something at the last minute, but it turned out that Marcus had set me up to find it to get me out of the way and distract me. I tried to stop her from marrying him and she refused. I made a huge scene at the wedding, where I was the best man upon Marcus's insistence. Then we said goodbye on the landing pad and I didn't here from her again until she wrote me."

Blair knew that she had to take over again because that was all Chuck knew. "Marcus told me that he loved me and I pushed him away. He has worked hard trying to win me over and I don't hate him anymore. He even gave me my own private rooms in the house." Roland raised his eyebrows. "No one else even knows about them; they belonged to his sister."

"Camille?" Roland asked surprised. "Then he must love you. If I had to guess it was Camille's death that turned him into the guy who did those things to you two. But the fact that he loves you doesn't excuse what he has done. I'm sorry, and you have my word that I'll never tell him that the two of you remain involved. You make Marcus a better man from what I have seen; however, you don't deserve to be miserable in order to do that."

"Thank you." Blair said sincerely before turning to her father and Roman. "Well?"

Harold pursed his lips. This explained so much. "I understand why you didn't tell me. I would have kidnapped the two of you a long time ago and of course I wouldn't have let you go through with the marriage."

"Yes, why don't you just disappear, the two of you together?" Roman added.

Blair and Chuck both laughed but it was Blair who spoke. "Chuck suggested that option just moments ago in the case that Roland wasn't going to keep our secret. But the thing is, I don't want to spend the rest of my life running. To never be able to see you or mom again and all of my friends would be torture. At least right now Marcus is being really lenient but Chuck and I have realized that we can't not be together."

Harold gave his daughter a grim smile. "Okay." Then he stood. "It's Christmas Eve, you're here for two weeks, and I believe that this is a conversation for another time."

Everyone nodded and Harold disappeared for a moment before coming back with five of the large candy canes that had always been his and Blair's tradition.

"What is this?" Roland asked holding up the cane.

Blair smirked a little. "THAT is one of the many traditions that I was referring to earlier." Then she smiled and ran to her father. "Merry Christmas Daddy." She said hugging him tightly.

"Merry Christmas Blairbear." He said in return before whispering in her ear. "I know you and Chuck are going to want to get . . . reacquainted, with one another but I need you to wait until after tomorrow. I'm afraid Roman's mother is staying with us tonight, she's been here for two weeks," Blair could hear the exasperation in her father's voice; she knew that he wasn't a big fan of Roman's mother mainly because the woman objected to their sexuality. "And unfortunately she is in the guest room, right between yours and Chuck's. So just put off celebrating for one night, baby."

Blair nodded as she pulled away even though she was blushing furiously. It was strange to have you father know that you were planning on having sex. She turned to Chuck and hugged him to her.

Harold walked over to Roland. "It's getting late and I think I'm turning in. If you will follow me, I'll show you to your rooms."

Roland nodded before turning to Blair, who flipped to face the departing men. "Goodnight Princess—"

"Blair." She corrected him. "At least while we are here, call me Blair."

Roland nodded once more. "Right, Blair. Sleep well."

Blair smiled. "You too Roland and let one of us know if you need anything."

Roland nodded again, before turning to Harold. "Lead the way Mr. Waldorf."

Harold chuckled. "I believe the same rule applies to me. Call me Harold."

"And me." Added Roman.

"Might as well add me to the list." Chuck said as he stifled a laugh when Roland once more nodded.

"Are you turning in as well?" Harold asked Blair.

Blair looked at Chuck who raised his eyebrows, before facing her father. "I think we'll stay up a little while longer and talk." Harold raised his eyebrows slightly and Blair sighed. "Don't worry Daddy, we will behave . . . tonight."

Harold groaned a little at the thought of his little girl doing such things but Roman spoke up. "Come Harold, we discussed this, they are young and in love."

"I know." Harold said shaking his head. "But you will always be my little girl." He said to Blair.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." Blair said smiling. On doing so she noticed that her jaw muscles hurt from lack of use up until today.

Harold walked over to his daughter and hugged her. "Goodnight Blair."

"Goodnight Daddy." Blair said as Harold and Roland started up the stairs.

Roman walked over and hugged Blair as well. "Goodnight Blair, we are so happy to have you here for the Holidays. And you as well Chuck." He said giving Chuck a nod.

"I'm happy to be here." Chuck said smiling and tightening his arms around Blair once more.

"Goodnight, you two." Roman said before heading up stairs.

Chuck spun Blair around quickly. "Alone at last." He said smiling down at the only girl he'd ever loved. "You know I like your father and everything, but I thought he was never going to leave."

Blair laughed. "I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you to." Chuck said, no longer joking. "When Roland walked in on us, I thought I'd already lost you again."

Blair exhaled. "I know. So did I. What did you think of Roland?" Blair asked curiously. Chuck was usually really outspoken about people and most of them he found something to fault them with.

Chuck thought about it for a moment. "He seems like a nice guy; he won me over when he agreed to keep our secret but the man nods a lot." Chuck said cracking a smile. "You know, the muscles in my mouth hurt. I feel like I've used them more in the past few hours than I have in months."

Blair laughed out loud. "I thought the same thing earlier."

Chuck started laughing as well before their eyes locked and they realized just how close together they were. Chuck took a hand and brushed her jaw, allowing his hand to continue back into her hair. He brought her head to meet his as he leaned in and their lips touched for the first time since Roland had interrupted them. Her lips were soft against his and he lightly ran his tongue along her lips, asking for her to permit him entrance.

Blair willingly opened her mouth, allowing Chuck to deepen the slow sensuous kiss. As his tongue entered her mouth, she let out a slight moan.

At Blair's response, Chuck turned briefly to check behind him before slowly sitting down on the couch. As he sat, he continued kissing Blair, and with his hands on her hips, he guided her onto his lap. As their kisses intensified, Chuck broke away slightly, kissing his way to her ear. "What do you say we continue this upstairs?" He asked his voice husky.

Blair sighed. "Now that wouldn't be behaving now would it?" Blair asked jokingly.

Chuck groaned. "I want to be with you Blair. I want to make love to you." He traced his finger along her jaw once more, letting it linger over her lip before bringing his mouth to hers.

This time it was Blair who pulled back. "Normally, I would race you there; however, Roman's mother is in the room between ours so my dad asked me to keep it chill for one night."

Chuck grinned. "Oh, I can be very quiet." He said kissing her neck. "She would never know."

As Chuck continued kissing her neck, Blair could hardly speak. "Oh . . . um . . . Chuck, stop it." He pulled back, grinning guiltily. "The point is, that I can't be quiet. You know me."

Chuck smiled. "Yes, I do." The glint in his eyes was still mischievous. "Unfortunately, I would say that we probably need to stop kissing before we break our word accidentally because I haven't seen you in over a month and I'm not sure I can keep my hands off you."

Blair smiled openly before leaning in and kissing Chuck once more on the mouth before pulling away and scooting off his lap. "I think you have the right idea. We have two whole weeks together." She curled up against his side and he wrapped his arm around her.

Chuck noticed the clock and turned and kissed her shoulder. "It's midnight Blair. Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas to you too, Chuck." Blair said before snuggling back up against him. Most Christmases Blair would be looking forward to lots of gifts so she would be anxious to get to sleep but she had already received the best present she could have ever asked for so she was simply content in the moment. "Merry Christmas to you too."

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the update. I've decided to have several of these Holiday chapters so be prepared for lots of CB in the future. Reviews are always appreciated.
xoxo
kate