A/N: An ending to a story is always hard to write. Thank you for following Blair on her twisted adventure. Please leave me with one final review.

Twice Upon A Time

Blair let out a shrill scream as she shot up from her bed. Her hands were holding onto the sheets for dear life and she could still feel her heart thundering against her ribcage in a silent plea for help. She could feel its undying rhythm – beat after beat like the steady sound of beating drums.

"Chuck?" she whispered uncertainly as she surveyed her surroundings.

"Miss Blair," Dorota answered as she opened the curtains. "You have nightmare. You come down for breakfast now."

Blair mumbled several incoherent phrases as she raised her hand to shield the blinding light that dared to assault her vision. Dorota left the room then and Blair took a deep breath to calm herself as the remains of her nightmare trickled down her ivory skin. She clutched onto her bed for support and approached the mirror. She still looked like Blair Waldorf.

The brunette walked over to her purse and retrieved her phone, flipping it open to check her outgoing text messages. The last text that she had sent out was to Serena to inform her that Carter was taking her home. Had she really turned back the hands of time?

She approached her closet cautiously for confirmation. The doors swung open to reveal her school uniform and her old wardrobe and she breathed a sigh of relief. She decided to call Abby later. A celebration was definitely in order. Despite the fact that Abby had killed Chuck, Blair knew that her intentions had been pure. She ran downstairs to find her mother and Cyrus eating their breakfast.

"Good morning mom," she greeted her happily as she waltzed into the room and took a seat next to her mother.

"Blair, what's gotten into you?" Eleanor asked, completely boggled by her daughter's current behaviour.

"Nothing," the brunette responded as she ran over to give Cyrus a hug.

"Well, good morning to you too Blair," Cyrus chuckled as he returned her embrace.

He pulled back from her hold on him only to have Blair embrace him once again and shout, "Not enough!"

Just when Cyrus was about to question her sanity, a surprise visitor entered the room.

"Blair Bear," greeted the visitor from behind her.

"Daddy!" she squealed as she ran towards him. "You came back!"

Her father smiled against her chocolate hair.

"Oh Blair Bear," he explained. "I felt bad about the way we left things."

"No daddy," she insisted. "You had every right to be disappointed in me. I promise you that nothing like that will ever happen again."

"I forgive you Blair Bear," he whispered. "No matter how many mistakes you make in life and no matter how big those mistakes are, you'll always be my little girl."

"Are you staying?" Blair wondered as they both took their seats at the table. "When did you arrive?"

"For a while," Harold answered. "And Roman and I arrived last night. Believe it or not he was the one who scolded me and convinced me to make things right with you."

"Your father was so convinced that his words had hurt you that he booked a flight for him and Roman to come back to see you immediately," Eleanor interrupted. "He also demanded that Cyrus and I fly back home as well because apparently you need as much family support as possible since you lost Yale."

"Oh mother!" Blair exclaimed. "You and Cyrus are still supposed to be in Paris! I completely forgot about that! I can't believe you two actually came back early for me!"

"Well, you are my daughter," Eleanor stressed as Blair pulled her into a side hug.

She then turned to face her father and Cyrus only to find them beaming in her direction. Blair returned their grins just as Roman walked into the room and took a seat at the table as well. He had been lurking in the shadows to ensure that Harold had made amends with his daughter.

"Good morning Blair," he greeted her.

"Good morning Roman," Blair replied, getting up to give him a tight hug as well.

"Honestly!" Eleanor commented. "What is wrong with you this morning Blair? Are you still in shock over losing Yale? Don't worry darling. Cyrus can..."

"Your father and I are very sorry you won't be going to Yale in the fall Blair," Roman interrupted her. "You must still be very upset about this."

Blair shook her head to denounce his assumption.

"I'm fine. Really. Maybe it's destiny," she voiced. "Besides, Cyrus has connections at NYU. He could probably secure at least an interview for me."

"How did you know I have connections at NYU Blair?" Cyrus wondered. "I've never mentioned it before, have I?"

"I don't recall mentioning anything either," Eleanor noted.

Blair froze over her obvious blunder.

"I was just assuming that since Cyrus was such a connected person, surely he would have connections at NYU," she said, trying desperately to cover up her mistake.

The men shrugged and nodded as Eleanor glanced at her daughter suspiciously. Before she could press her daughter for the truth because a mother can always tell when her daughter is lying, the elevator door opened to reveal a fidgeting Serena.

"Well, that's my cue," Blair said quickly as she finished off her slice of toast, purposely avoiding her mother's wary glances.

"Have fun at school Blair Bear," her father told her.

"I will," she responded before heading into the elevator with Serena, grabbing her purse along the way.

"Chuck came home last night," Serena started the moment that the elevator doors had closed behind them. "He was drunk of course and he ended up confiding in Eric that you rejected him B. Eric came to me after and asked me to talk to you about it because he was really concerned. Chuck was so inebriated last night, he could barely walk."

"Better drunk than dead," Blair blurted out loud as the thought raced across her mind.

Serena looked at her best friend in confusion over her statement, but decided it would be best not to confront her about it.

"You love him Blair," Serena reminded her instead. "He made a mistake, but none of us are perfect. Will you please let him take you to school B? The limo is waiting outside. Eric and I will walk to school. Please just hear him out B."

"Are you actually defending Chuck S?" Blair asked in amusement.

Serena cringed slightly at her accusation, although she was guilty as charged.

"I guess so B," Serena declared. "I'm doing this for you as well though. I know you're miserable without him and honestly, he's miserable without you. You two belong together Blair."

"Thank you S," she whispered, pulling her best friend into a tight hug.

Serena pulled back from their embrace in absolute shock. What was wrong with her best friend? Normally, she would have to reason with her for much longer than this.

The elevator doors opened as they reached the ground floor and Blair turned to the blond and said, "You and Dan are the perfect couple too, you know? I hope you realize that S before it's too late."

"What?" Serena asked in utter disbelief. "That's it! Who are you and what have you done with Blair Waldorf?"

"Would you believe me if I told you I've been to the future?" Blair wondered.

"Are you feeling ok Blair?" Serena inquired, her eyebrows scrunched up in absolute confusion.

"I'll take that as a no," Blair stated. "Well S, I suppose you could say I had the strangest dream last night. We were all in the future and Dan was miserable without you. You were miserable without him too. You two belong together just like Chuck and I do."

"You approve of Dan now because of some strange dream you had last night?" Serena questioned as they stepped outside, taking in a breath of the fresh morning air.

"No," Blair answered, a smile gracing her delicate features. "I approve of Dan now because I want you to be happy."

"Blair!" Eric shouted, interrupting their conversation the moment he spotted the brunette. "Please let Chuck take you to school. Just hear him out Blair."

"Don't worry Eric," she assured him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I will. Serena was very convincing."

"Thank you," Eric said gratefully, breathing a sigh of relief.

The two girls shared one last hug before the brunette stepped towards the waiting limo. She turned back once more to address the younger blond.

"Hey Eric?" she began.

"Yeah?"

"Are you still with Jonathan?"

He nodded. "Of course. Why do you ask?"

"No reason," Blair exclaimed as Serena and Eric bade her goodbye.

Blair put her hand on the door handle then, but hesitated in opening the door. It was bothering her as to whether or not her weird adventure had been a reality or simply a futuristic nightmare. She decided to quench her curiosity before talking to Chuck. She took out her cell phone and dialed Abby's number. Abby had said that only the two of them would remember all that had happened.

"Hello?" a woman answered on the other end of the line.

"Abby?" Blair questioned, unable to recognize the voice. "Is that you?"

"I'm sorry, but I think you have the wrong number," the woman responded. "My name is Grace."

"Sorry about that," Blair said before hanging up the phone.

Blair could only stare at her phone as the dial tone began to sound in her ears. She double checked the number she had inputted into her phone. She was certain the number was Abby's. She had called her often enough to know it by heart by now. Had everything been nothing but a strange dream? It was absolutely possible. After all, she had had extremely odd ones many a times before. Time traveling and alternate dimensions did seem kind of stupid not to mention impossible. She settled for her theory and opened the limo door, sliding onto the leather seats with ease.

She turned around to find Chuck just staring at her. He had dark circles under his eyes and he looked absolutely dejected. Her heart fluttered at the thought that this was all because of her rejection of him from last night. Before Chuck could open his mouth to speak his mind, her lips found his and although he resisted at first, he eventually responded eagerly to her touch. He pulled back for a brief moment and observed her with questioning eyes.

"Blair?" he asked in concern. "Are you alright? You're usually yelling at me by now or giving me a death glare at the very least."

She smiled and told him, "Chuck, I had the weirdest..."

"Wait Blair," he cut in. "I need to say something first."

The brunette fell back into her seat and waited patiently for him to continue.

"I know I've hurt you, but I want you to know that I meant what I said last night. You are never an afterthought to me Blair. You are my destination. You have to know that Blair. I made a mistake with Elle. I swear she meant nothing to me," he finished. "I was just trying to convince myself that I could live without you. I..."

She straddled his hips then, leaned in towards his ear, and whispered, "Tell me you love me."

"I love you Blair," he murmured into her hair as he wrapped his arms around her. "I'm sorry. Please don't leave me. I can't live without you."

She nodded in a silent promise and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. Her finger traveled down the length of his jaw and he shivered underneath her elusive touch.

"I love you too Chuck," she answered, smiling through her tears.

Regardless of whether her strange adventure had been nothing but a horrible nightmare or not, although it seemed to be just that, it had served as a wake up call. From now on, Blair Waldorf would never let Chuck Bass go no matter what offenses he committed against her because she was incomplete without him. Chuck and Blair. Blair and Chuck. One could not exist without the other.

"Make love to me," she whispered as he kissed away her fallen tears.

"Make love to you?" he echoed as his hands memorized the intricate curves of her delicate body. "You sure?"

The limo rolled to a stop then and Chuck sighed as their school loomed before them. He had his hand on the door handle when Blair placed her hand over his to stop him. She then knocked gently on the barrier that separated them from the driver.

"Miss Waldorf," the driver greeted her as he rolled down the tinted partition. "What can I do for you?"

"The Palace," she instructed him before turning back around to face her lover.

"What about school Blair?" Chuck asked. "You have a perfect attendance record."

She smiled at him melancholically and explained her decision.

"We are so much more important than that. I had this horrible nightmare last night Chuck. I lost you in the end. It started with you dating Georgina and then..."

"Wow," Chuck commented. "That would be my worst nightmare alright."

He chuckled as Blair swatted at him playfully. He caught her wrists in his hands and the light-hearted atmosphere disappeared almost immediately.

"Make love to me Chuck," she reiterated, kissing his temple.

He nodded numbly at her in response. What had he ever done to deserve the goddess before him?

"I love you Blair Waldorf," he murmured once more against her plump lips.

She ran her hands across his bare chest and answered, "I love you too Charles Bass. I love you too."

"I cannot believe our prom night is here B!" Serena giggled as she stepped into the carriage. "The theme you approved of was genius of course."

Blair laughed. "This is going to be a night of fairy tales S. I mean, everyone is going with who they're meant to be with. I'm glad you and Dan are still going strong by the way."

"Yeah," Serena agreed. "I mean, I never thought we would both take our parent's engagement so well."

"This kind of thing has happened in a countless number of movies and whatnot S," Blair reminded her.

"Yeah, but did you see the nasty Gossip Girl post about it earlier this week?" Serena retorted.

"Who cares what she thinks?" Blair shot back. "Besides, no one else seems to have a problem with it."

Serena laughed. "That's because you made a public announcement that whoever dared to utter a word about it would face social isolation for the remainder of their lives B."

"Did I?" Blair questioned innocently, batting her eyelashes at her best friend.

"You did," Serena assured her. "You want to know another thing I can't believe?"

"Not particularly," Blair answered.

"Well, I'm going to tell you anyway," the blond scoffed. "I can't believe that Nate and Georgina are actually in love with each other B! When I read on Gossip Girl that Nate dumped Vanessa for Georgina, I thought it was a joke. I always thought it would be Nate and Vanessa at the end of everything, you know?"

Blair laughed lightly at her words.

"Actually S," she mentioned casually. "I always thought that too. Comes to show that the future is full of surprises, huh?"

The blond nodded in agreement as the carriage came to a stop.

"I'm so excited B!" Serena squealed once more as she stepped outside, their conversation forgotten.

"It will be a night to remember," Blair agreed, following Serena's lead.

"It sure will princess," a husky voice said from behind her.

She whirled around to find her very own prince charming standing before her.

"Chuck," she breathed as he held out a velvet box for her to receive. "Is this the necklace you've been wanting to give me?"

He nodded as he led her into the building. Blair touched her bare neck in anticipation over his gift. He had been hinting about it for weeks and she had been dying to finally see the piece of jewelery in question. They left some of their belongings at the coat check before making their way onto the dance floor. She opened the velvet box then and she gasped at the necklace before her. She wasn't in shock over how exquisite it was, although it was a beautiful piece. In that very velvet box laid the necklace from that one unforgettable nightmare. Had it only been a nightmare? Blair was surely questioning her previous conclusion now.

"Blair?" Chuck asked in concern upon witnessing her blank stare. "You hate it, don't you?"

"No!" Blair shouted a little too loudly. "I love it! I'm just in awe at how beautiful it is. That's all."

He nodded and clasped the necklace around her bare neck.

"There's an inscription on the back of the pendant," he whispered.

She tensed at his words as he flipped it over for her to see.

"I actually requested that they remove the original pendent and replace it with one with your name engraved onto the back, but the girl insisted that the necklace was created with this quote in mind," he explained. "The quote isn't really anything romantic, but the necklace was so beautiful, I just had to get it for you."

Blair was about to ask what the girl looked like when in the glimmering lights of the ballroom, she could finally read the words that had never been fully revealed to her in her nightmare, which she now believed to have been a reality.

The future is not a gift - it is an achievement.

"Odd quote to engrave on a necklace, right?" Chuck inquired as they swayed to the music.

Blair nodded against his shoulder, although she disagreed because she knew he honestly had no idea about the underlying truth to those words. She had worked hard for this future. It was an achievement indeed. She looked up then to find a familiar pair of green eyes staring back at her.

"Chuck?" Blair murmured.

"Yeah?" he responded.

"Do you see that girl?" she asked him just to be sure that Abby was visible to him as well. "The brunette with the green eyes?"

"Yeah," Chuck answered. "Actually, she's the girl that I mentioned earlier. The girl who sold me the necklace? I had no idea she goes to our school. She works part-time for her uncle or something like that. Anyway, her name is..."

"Abby," Blair finished for him.

"Yeah, do you know her?" he inquired curiously.

"Sort of," Blair replied. "I'll be right back."

Chuck nodded and went off to find Nate as Blair made her way over to Abby.

"Abby?" Blair greeted her uncertainly.

"Blair, it's been a while," she commented.

"So, it wasn't just a nightmare then. It really did happen," Blair noted.

"No duh!" Abby retorted, rolling her eyes at her.

"I called you though. Some woman named Grace answered your phone," the brunette tried to reason with her.

Abby laughed. "That's because you called me before I got my new number. Try my number again now."

Blair pressed the digits into her phone only to find Abby's phone ringing insistently in response.

"See?" Abby told her. "Grace's number is now my number. You just called me too early."

Blair laughed at her discovery. "Where's your date?"

"I prefer to be the observer at these sort of events," Abby explained, winking in her direction. "Speaking of dates though, I think you should get back to yours."

Blair hugged her then and said, "Thanks for everything Abby. I couldn't have done it without you."

Abby waved off her gratitude and started to disappear into the crowd. She turned around though to address Blair one last time.

"Blair?" she called out to the brunette.

"Yeah?" Blair answered.

"You know you love me."

Blair took a while to fully absorb what Abby had just said to her. She couldn't be Gossip Girl, could she? To answer her silent question, Abby opened her phone as Blair watched intently from where she was standing mere meters away. A new Gossip Girl blast distracted her insistent stare and Blair looked down for a moment to read the new message.

Spotted: Our Queen B wearing a shiny new necklace at prom given to her by none other than her very own King C. A source tells me that there was an inscription on the back of said necklace. The future is not a gift - it is an achievement. Wise words to remember everyone. See you all at graduation. You know you love me.

XOXO Gossip Girl

When Blair finally recovered from her shock and looked up, Abby was gone.

"Hey, are you ok?" Chuck asked in concern over her dazed state as he returned to her side.

Blair smiled and led him back to the dance floor. She looped her arms around his neck as she rested her forehead against his own.

"More than you'll ever know," she whispered. "More than you'll ever know."