Authors Note: I'm SO SO sorry for the delay, I seriously need to buy a new computer cause it keeps deleting everything. Ugh! Anyways, this is short but I promise that the next chapter will be longer and hopefully I'll get it up sooner. Hope you enjoy this!

Please review, it doesn't take long at all I promise!

"There is never a time or place for true love.
It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat,
in a single flashing, throbbing moment."
- Sara Dessen

When Dan woke up by the sound of his alarm clock he wasn't sure where he was. He quickly turned the alarm off to get the annoying beeping to stop. That's when he smelt a familiar perfume, felt a soft body next to him. Blair, he though and smiled. She was lying next to him on her stomach, her face away from him sleeping peacefully. Dan didn't want to wake her but he couldn't resist moving a few curls away from her shoulder and pressed two soft kisses there. She sighed and rolled over so she was facing him, but she didn't wake up.

As quietly as possible he got out of the bed and put on his jeans, careful not to wake Blair. He needed coffee he decided. He walked through the corridor where Blair and he assumed Serena's bedroom was. He stumbled on the shirt Blair had worn and thrown away last night and grunted as he hit his little toe against the door frame. Cursing and jumping on one foot a few times he made his way to the living room. When he got to the living room and co-joined kitchen he saw Nate sleeping on the couch snoring loudly. Dan frowned at the sight, Nate who always looked like he had stepped right out of a commercial was now lying in a torn shirt, his hair a mess on top of his head and he smelled like a mix of alcohol and throw up. Dan looked around quickly but couldn't find a bucket or any puke anywhere so he assumed it was all Nate.

"Lovely. " He mumbled to himself as he made his way to the kitchen. He quickly found the coffee in a covert and the machine standing on the kitchen counter. He looked at the machine for what felt like forever, not knowing what to do. He had never made coffee before in his life, not to mention that the machine looked nothing like the one he had at home. He stared at it for a while, thinking that it wasn't rocket science, he should be able to figure out how to do this but couldn't for the life of him figure out where the filter went.

"Need some help with that?"

Dan turned at the sudden voice of Serena. She was standing in nothing but a long shirt her blond hair pulled back in to a messy bun and her arms crossed across her chest and an amused smile on her face.

"How long have you been standing there?" Dan rubbed his neck and avoided her eyes.

"Long enough." She quickly pressed past him in the small kitchen and pressed the necessary buttons to get the coffee maker going and got four coffee cups out as Dan watched in silence. She was opening drawers and cup boards and slamming them shut loudly, every once in a while she glared at Nate who groaned at the noise but didn't make any effort to get up. Dan decided not to get involved. Suddenly he realized that it was only about nine o'clock and he was pretty sure he heard when Nate and Serena walked through the door around four.

"What are you doing up?" He asked the blonde who was still facing away from him.

"Light sleeper." She shrugged and turned to him leaning back against the counter. "And since I saw yours and Blair's clothing on the floor last night I decided that this would be a good time to get to know you a bit better." She crossed her arms across her chest again "What are you doing up this early on a Sunday?" She was looking at him up and down, like she was seizing him up and it made Dan nervous. This wasn't the dancing partying Serena he had met before; this was Serena Blair's best friend, Blair's sister, evaluating him, making sure that he was good enough for Blair. To say that the blue eyes scanning him freaked him out would be an understatement.

"Oh, I have this brunch thing." He stuttered slightly, suddenly remembering that he didn't have a shirt on as Serena looked at him. Great, just great he thought.

"A brunch thing?" Serena raised an eyebrow mockingly but before Dan had the chance to answer they heard Blair from somewhere in the apartment.

"Dan?"

"In the kitchen!" Serena yelled much louder that necessary making Nate grunt in annoyance once again.

Within seconds Blair was standing next to the couch looking at Nate in disgust, her nose scrunched and eyes cold before she looked at Dan and her face softened and she made her way to the kitchen. She was dressed in a black tank top and red hotpants, her face free of makeup and hair disheveled, she had never looked more beautiful Dan decided. She leaned up to kiss him once she got to the kitchen, her worm lips curling in to a smile against his. She leaned against his side as he put his arm around her.

"I thought you left." She whispered against his ear.

"I wouldn't leave just like that, I tried to make coffee, didn't work." He kissed her temple and breathed in her sent.

"Looks like you had a good night."

Dan had completely forgotten about Serena and the couple turned toward her. She was giving Blair a knowing look which she ignored.

"Why is Nate on the couch?" She changed the subject and them took out a bowl and replaced one of the coffee mugs Serena had taken with a much bigger one..

"Because he's an asshole!" She yelled the last word and glared at Nate who had finally begun to make his way off the couch but tripped over his own feet and fell back on the soft furniture with a grunt.

"Is he still drunk?" Dan asked, amused by the scene in front of him.

"What the hell happened? What did you do?" Blair scowled at him.

"I didn't do anything." Nate mumbled, mostly to himself.

"He got so drunk Carter had to cut him off," Serena didn't notice the way both Blair and Dan winced by the use of Carter's name and continued "and when he did, Nate went completely crazy and actually jumped over the counter of the bar! I almost got fired! I had to convince Blaine not to fire me for an hour!" She threw her hands up on the air dramatically and let out a frustrated groan.

"Seriously Nate?" Blair looked at Nate in disbelief. Nate had never been one to drink himself in to a stupor, nor was he and angry drunk. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Nate had somehow managed to get himself in to a sitting position, swaying slightly where he was.

"I don't even remember that." He said quietly, avoiding the angry stares of the girls.

"Unbelievable!" They both said in unison, making Dan jump a little.

"Look," Blair finally said after a few awkward moments in silence "you two obviously need to talk, can't you help him get in the shower or something? You can honestly smell him a mile away."

"Blair come on…" Serena started to argue but stopped when she saw Blair's eye go to Dan and then back to her, gesturing that they needed to be alone. "Uhh fine." The blonde went to help Nate up and got him to the bathroom.

"That was… interesting." Dan watched as Blair poured them both coffee before moving around the kitchen with ease. Getting milk from the fridge and cereal from a cupboard poring it in the bowl before sitting down on the armchair in the living room and Dan followed sitting down where Nate had been lying only a minute ago.

"Is it always like this?" He asked.

"No not really, usually Serena's to hungover to do anything besides lying on the couch and Nate is either dealing or helping her. They usually don't fight at all," Blair took a few m mouthful of cereal as she spoke, "but when they do, they keep going at it for hours until one of them cracks, apologizes and they have sex. It's annoying really." She sighed when she heard something fall in the bathroom.

"Why did you change the cups?" Dan suddenly asked.

She looked at him for a few seconds, not answering. Her eyes became darker, sadder before she let out a few long uneven breaths.

"It was my dad's." She finally said. "After he left I threw everything I had ever gotten from him, but for some reason I kept the mug. I drink my morning coffee from it every day; Serena doesn't think it's healthy so she always tries to get me to use another one."

"I'm sorry." She had never mentioned her dad before and the revelation made him slightly uncomfortable for some reason.

"Don't be, it was a long time ago." Her mood changed as quickly as before, a smile on her face as she continued to eat. She spilled some milk while eating, the white liquid dripping down her lip and chin. Dan swiftly removed it with his thumb and licked his finger.

"Delicious." He smiled at her.

"Help yourself." Blair gestured toward the kitchen.

"No thanks, I have this brunch I have to get to, I need to leave pretty soon."

"Oh, okay." The change in her voice was minimal but Dan picked it up.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just thought that we would have a chance to talk. I mean last night was kind of…odd." She met Dan's questioning eyes "I mean, it was great, but you were so mad at me, I thought that you didn't want anything to do with me and then you show up in the middle of the night and kiss me."

"Maybe I realized that I didn't have that much to be mad about, and I couldn't stay away. You're like a magnet Blair." He took a hold of her hand "I would be crazy not to show up at your door and kiss you." He smiled at her and she smiled back.

"God damned it Nate, I cannot carry you! Stand up you asshole!" Their little moment was ruined by Serena yelling from inside the bathroom and then some curses and mumbles from Nate causing both Dan and Blair to snicker.

"Look," Dan said once it was somewhat silent again "I assume you want to get away from this, why don't you come with me to brunch? We can talk there."

"I don't know Dan…" She looked at him anxiously "I don't feel like being ridiculed by your friends and family."

"You won't be." Dan tried to reassure her but only got a raised eyebrow in return. "Look, I know that it might be different from what you're used too but it really isn't that bad. And it will give us time to talk, about everything."

"Oh really? Is that why your sister looked at me like I was garbage and Vanessa thinks I'm a whore because I dance to support myself? You don't think I notice the way she looks at me?" Blair looked at him icily, her brown eyes gloomy.

She tried to remove her hand from his but Dan grabbed a stronger hold, his thumb pressing small circles on her skin.

"I will talk to them. And if anybody is rude to you, they'll have me to deal with. I promise, because you Blair Waldorf, is the most amazing, beautiful and strong woman I've ever met. And if you come to brunch you can prove that to everybody, I think Chuck landed last night so he will be there to keep you company with me, and my dad will love you."

"What about your mom?" Her cold expression had softened a bit.

Dan sighed and rubbed his neck with his hand, "She might be a little harder to win over."

"You don't think it's too soon for me to meet your parents?"

"Probably, but this entire thing had gone fast hasn't it?"

Blair didn't respond, just looked at him.

"Any more arguments?" He smirked at her.

"I need time to get ready." She finally said, sounding a bit defeated.

"I'll wait right here." Dan kissed her deeply before leaning back in the couch, a triumphant smile on his face.

"You stop that now or I might change my mind." Blair warned him as she got off the couch. Dan didn't stop smiling which earned him a light slap in the back of his head as she walked behind him. He tried to grab her hand but she was too fast and suddenly he was hit in the face with her tank top. Stunned, he looked at her in only her boyshorts and followed her.

"Yeah, we might be a little late for brunch." He said before turning her around and kissed her while slowly leading her back toward her bedroom.