This originally started out as a Oneshot but along the way I decided to turn it into a Twoshot. So there will be one more Chapter for this Fanfic.

I was inspired by fromlittlececily (tumblr), who has made a beautiful Dair Art about this.

Since it's slightly AU, here are a couple of things you need to know: Blair married Chuck and they have a son, just like in the series. But Dan never married Serena. He moved to Rome permanently, when he left New York at the end of Season 5 and has never returned to New York. Until the 10 year High School reunion comes up...

. Reunion .

"No way. You're at the reunion?"

He almost had to hold the phone away from his ear, because she was nearly screaming at him.

"Either that or I stumbled into some other party."

"Wow. Your stupidity continues to amaze me, Dan Humphrey."

"Thank you, Georgina. You can shut up now. And the next time something like this comes up please remind me that I should stick to my instinct." Which was kind of ironic, since his last book was actually called Instinct.

Ever since he had left New York seven years ago, Dan had lived in Rome and become not only become an almost famous author, but had also founded his own publishing house which was pretty successful. People knew his name. They didn't always know exactly what he was famous for, but the name Dan Humphrey rang a bell with most people in Italy and even some other parts of Europe.

Dan had never wanted to expand to the US market. Especially in New York. He had never wanted to return here, not in a million years. This town, or rather its residents, had broken him. To be even more precise: One very specific resident.

Blair Waldorf.

Or, it was Blair Bass these days. That was the last thing Dan had ever cared to find out about her. Shortly after Dan had left New York Georgina had told him that they were getting married.

Ironically Georgina was the only person from New York he had still contact with. Every now and then she came to Rome and they met every time, but they were just friends (or acquaintances you didn't necessary want dead, but wouldn't cry about either). After a while though, Dan had told Georgina he didn't want any more information about his former friends. Every one of them had moved on to the life they had been born into and Dan simply didn't play a part in their lives anymore, which he was fine with. He had built up his own life in Rome and was perfectly happy with it. He even had found a couple of girlfriends in the past years but he found himself incapable of leading a relationship which lasted longer than a couple of moth. Mostly he broke up with them. He just couldn't find what he was looking for, of course, he didn't know exactly what that was, because 'Blair' wasn't what he was looking for. She was what he was running away from.

So, naturally, he had not wanted to attend his 10 year High School reunion. The only reason he came to go in the end, was thanks to Jenny (and, well, Nate).

Jenny was the reason he was in New York. But Jenny and Jenny only, therefore Dan had tried to avoid getting in touch with anyone else. And – knowing his former friends – he also stayed away from the newspaper. Jenny, however, was a very bad place. Her attempt of becoming a designer as failed again, Dan had stopped counting them. But when he received a call from her last week that now also her boyfriend had left her, he had come to New York right away. Not only was he here to be there for her, he also wanted to convince her to move to Rome, so he'd be able to keep an eye on her. So far, he hadn't been successful.

He also hadn't been very successful in not running into any of his old friends... about a week after he arrived he had run into Nate by accident. They hadn't had much time to talk but Nate had insisted that Dan would come to the reunion. Usually he had no problem standing up for himself, but he didn't want to admit that he still wasn't comfortable seeing Blair again, so he said he'd stop by.

And unfortunately Dan was a man of his word.

"Well, have fun at your funeral. Considering they found out you used to be Gossip Girl they should be ready to crucify you. Unless you're lucky and seven years are enough to forgive and forget, but I doubt it."

"Why is it that I always feel so much better when I talk to you? I'll never know."

After Dan hung up he walked inside party room of the hotel That's right. The hotel, owned by Chuck Bass. Since St. Judes and Constance weren't exactly a normal school so they weren't going to held reunions in the gym, like any other school. They had chosen the Bass hotel for the party and Dan couldn't be happier.

He was just going to find Nate, have a drink with him and then leave, hoping he wasn't going to run into anyone else who wanted to talk to him badly enough to hold him prisoner.

Dan had gotten himself a glass if champagne and was looking for Nate but there were so many people he barely had time to recognize anyone. It wasn't like anyone tried to talk to him anyway. Maybe they were ignoring him on purpose, he didn't know, but he was glad they did.

Fifteen minutes went by and Dan found he had looked for Nate long enough. He emptied his glass in one go, put it on the table next to him and headed to the exit. He was almost there when he saw a woman running inside the room, with a phone on her ear. The moment he saw her he felt like someone had hit a pause button with him. He froze and felt like he didn't even breath as he watched her.

As he watched Blair.

She seemed to be stressed out, he saw that even from here, but he couldn't imagine why she would be. After all, she ought to have many servants to make her life easy.

Blair was scanning the crowd, obviously looking for someone and when she saw Dan her gaze got caught with him. A light smile appeared on her lips and she started walking straight towards him.

What was happening here?

"Humphrey!" she said once she arrived at him.

Dan managed to pull himself out of his coma just in time to nod. "Bass."

At that Blair winced and frowned for just a second but pulled herself together the very next one. "I need your help with something."

Dan looked at her in disbelief. "You're kidding, right? We haven't seen each other in seven years and the first thing you want from me is a favor?"

Blair didn't say anything, she simply looked at him and if Dan didn't know her better he thought there was insecurity, fear and just a tad of hope in her eyes.

"You haven't changed a bit." he said and tried to walk past her, but Blair took a step sideways to place herself in his way.

He exhaled in frustration, but she ignored that when she said: "Dan... please. I don't know what to do. And I can't possible ask anyone else."

"Why not? You have contacts for basically everything. Call them and ask for help. Call your damn husband, I don't care, I'm not helping you out."

Blair grabbed his arm. "I can't. I do that, I call anyone, Chuck finds out and-... please. I know it's a lot to ask but I need you to help me. You're the only one I can trust not to tell him."

There was so much desperation in her eyes he would have shaken her hand off and walked away. But he couldn't. If anything, Dan had never been able not to help anyone who needed it... not even Blair. And he couldn't start now.

"Fine. What is it?"

A rush of relief flew over Blair's face. "Do you know how to break into a car?"

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"No, Blair, I do not know how to break into a car!"

"Are you sure? You grew up in Brooklyn..."

Blair had grown up over the past years – she had needed to. She had come over her habit to say things first and think about them later (or never). However, tonight she fell back into her bad habits. If it was seeing Dan, or the stress she was exposed to lately, she didn't know what it was – but she regret her words the moment she said them.

"You want my help, don't you?" Dan asked.

"Yes, yes I do... just come outside. Please." She then used the fact that she was still holding on to his arm and dragged him out of the hotel into the parking lot. "I don't know how it happened but I'm pretty sure Chuck somehow taught him how to do that... but the moment I got out of the car Henry must have pressed some buttons and the car was closed! I can't enter it and Henry is still inside!"

Dan frowned. "And Henry would be...?"

Blair froze. She hadn't thought of the possibility that Dan might not even know about Henry. As far as she knew Dan was still in contact with Georgina (which was really just disturbing). She'd thought that bitch was bound to rub the fact that Blair and Chuck had a son right in Dan's face. Obviously she hadn't.

After a very long hesitation Blair said: "My three-year old son." She didn't look up and simply focused on the way. Dan didn't reply and Blair tried to ignore the uncomfortable silence.

Finally, they arrived at the car. She knocked on the window of the passenger seat. "Hi Baby... Mommy's here. Everything is going to be okay..." Turning around to Dan she said: "Please get him out of there!" She felt her eyes tearing up. This was too much. Everything Chuck had put her through over those past weeks and now this... It might be considered a cruel irony of fate that it was Dan, whom she hadn't seen in so long, who was here to help her with this. But Blair was glad that it was him. She'd always felt the most comfortable with Dan and right now that was what she needed. That, and her son out of that car now!

"You drove here yourself?"

"That's besides the point!"

"Are you sure? You grew up on the Upper East Side..."

Blair really wanted to hit Dan for that comeback. But since she kind of deserved it (and still wanted him to do something for her) she contained.

"I'm just saying, I've never seen any of you drive a car yourself. Up until today I figured you didn't even know it works."

"You know, you can pick on me as much as you like once Henry is out of there, but until then focus!"

"Right. Sorry." Dan started to walk around the car, examining it. "What's he doing here anyway?"

Blair sighed. "I was bringing him to Dorota. I gave her a room for tonight in the hotel, she is going to watching him for the reunion."

As Dan reached the back of the car he stopped and frowned. "Did you know the trunk is still open?"

"What?"

To proof it to her Dan opened it and it sprang open. "Whatever Chuck taught him to do... it didn't involve locking the trunk, too."

Blair exhaled in relief. "That's good, right?"

"Yes, that's good." Dan got rid of his jacket and gave it to her. "Hold on to that, will you?" And Blair did. She watched Dan crawling through the trunk into the car. While she did she held his jacked close and didn't realize that she was close enough to smell it until she did. It was weird but just smelling something of Dan's gave her great comfort. When Dan was in the back of the car he unlocked the doors.

Immediately she opened the door to get to her son. "Oh thank god..."

Dan got out of the car and took his Jacket back, while Blair got her Henry out of the baby seat. She then took him into her arms, held him close to her and closed her eyes, whispering "You're alright... you're alright..." while she dandled Henry back and forth.

When she opened her eyes again she saw that Dan was watching her. Her eyes were now filled with tears, tears of joy but also because the tension was falling off of her. "Thank you. I know I didn't deserve your help. But thank you."

"Don't worry about it. That's what I always do, isn't it?"

Blair managed to look at him for a moment or two, but then she started crying. It even alarmed Henry. "Mommy?" he asked but Blair kept dandling him.

"It's okay... Mommy's okay..." She looked at Dan again. He had helped her but he was going to leave once they left the parking lot... Blair wasn't ready for that. She didn't want to be alone. Going to the reunion was nothing more than that to her, because no one in this room knew what was going on. She'd have to put on a happy face and continue to lie about her marriage. And right now, she wasn't ready for that.

The last years had broken her. She wasn't Blair Waldorf anymore, she was Blair Bass and that had changed her in ways she loathed. It was different with Dan. She felt like she could be herself again. Blair Waldorf... the girl she missed so much but she hadn't been able to see her in a while. With Dan around, Blair found it easy to see.

"Dan? Can you help me bring Henry to Dorota?"

It would buy her just a bit more time but right now that thought comforted her. Just a little bit more time with the one person, who made her feel safe in a world that had Chuck Bass in it.

He hesitated for a moment before he said: "Sure."

That's it for today. Please leave a review :)
I'll try to upload the second Chapter as soon as I can.