A/N: Thank you again for your reviews! This chapter is a bit earlier in their relationship. I think that's all I've got to say.

Now what do you keep standing there for
It's over, it's over
(What do you keep calling for, what do you keep calling for)
Don't you know it is

GOSSIP GIRL BLAST - From Bendel's to book loans
Spotted: B leaving the walls of Columbia with books in hand. With all the boy trouble she has had, we forget that she used to be top of her class. It's good to have you back – scheming, style, smarts and all. Just be careful with that limo shaped shadow that is always at your heels.

Blair sighed and closed her phone. She managed to get to her car before Chuck could get close to her. He was still trying to convince her that they weren't over and Blair was fed up with it. It had been almost four months since she told him that it was over officially (again) but Chuck was still persistent. The phone calls and the stalking were becoming too much for her to handle.

Suddenly her phone rang. She sighed in relief at the Caller ID.

"Hey," she smiled.

"Hi," Dan chuckled, "Are you free tonight?"

"Not entirely," she confessed, "I have two tests coming up and a paper I need to research for."

"Blair Waldorf staying in on the weekend," he said, "That's a change."

"A little bit of change is good," she replied, "You can still come over, I wouldn't mind the company."

He thought about it, "Sure. Let me grab my things and I'll meet you at your place."

It took about two hours until the elevator rang and opened. Blair walked down the stairs, ready to playfully scold Dan.

"Did you fall into a pothole on the way –"

She stopped at her tracks when the familiar face stared back.

"Chuck," her voice was tense, "What are you doing here?"

He slowly walked over to her, trying to stay balanced. The smell of alcohol was prominent on Chuck's clothes and lips. Blair took a step back.

"It's barely six in the evening," she hissed, "Do not tell me you are visiting me while drunk."

"How – how could you choose him?" he slurred, "He's Brooklyn."

She rolled her eyes, "I'm not talking to you about this in your current state."

"Like you'll talk to me any other time," his voice got louder, "I want to know why. After everything we've been through."

"I'm happy," Blair explained, "I'm in a good place. A place I haven't been in a long time. I'm myself again, the woman I've always wanted to be –"

"I could have helped you –"

"No, I don't think you could have."

Chuck looked at her with sadness in his eyes. His voice was low, "We were ChuckandBlair, BlairandChuck…"

Her voice matched his, "We were but not anymore. We haven't been for a long time."

There was silence between them, neither of them was sure of what to say next.

"Chuck, I think you should go," she sounded exasperated, "Get some rest. Go back to work with Bass Industries, I'm sure Lily needs you and your father –"

"Please don't mention him," he put his hand up.

She nodded, closing her mouth. Chuck looked at her one last time. Blair kept her composure and waited for him to leave. Finally, with a defeated sigh, he turned around and left the Penthouse.

"Are you ok, Miss Blair?" Dorota appeared from the kitchen.

"Yes, I'm fine," she smiled at her, "I could use some hot chocolate and macarons."

"Of course," the faithful companion left.

Twenty minutes later, Blair moved all of her study materials to the dining room. The elevator doors opened again but this time, Dan walked through the foyer.

"You're late," she commented.

"I know, I'm sorry," he apologized, "It's just that my dad needed my help with something and I guess he and Lily are still on the rocks. I'm sorry."

She just stared at him blankly before breaking into a smile, "It's ok. You're here now."

Blair got up and gave him a kiss. Dan struggled to hold on to her with his books in his hands. She kept her face close to his, enjoying his presence.

"Hey," his voice was husky.

"Hi," she whispered.

He looked concerned, "Is everything ok?"

"Chuck came by," she told him, "He was drunk and –"

"Drunk," he sounded alarmed, "Are you ok? Did he hurt you?"

"I'm fine," she cut in, "He just had a setback. I told him to go home."

Dan kept quiet, concern etched on his face.

"It's over," Blair assured, "He's home and I'm here and so are you."

She kissed him again, "Come on, join me for drinks and dessert."

He followed her and set his stuff down. They fell into a comfortable rhythm with Dan occasionally looking over to her. He hated to admit it but when it came to Chuck, Dan still had insecurities.

Blair's eyes met his, "Stop looking at me like I'm going to leave for Rome at any second."

He smirked at her remark, "I'd come after you too, you know that?"

"Lucky for you, I have everything I need right here," she said, "Now stop distracting me."

A/N: This chapter is shorter than the others but I liked how it turned out. I hope you did too, please let me know. =) I'm thinking of the final chapter now.