Aaron and Serena stare at her phone as it rings. She swears she doesn't want to answer. Aaron gives her permission to answer it, to still have feelings and misgivings about Dan, which is magnanimous of him, and just asks, again, for time. "I think I might be falling in love with you," he adds desperately, and she ignores the call. Dan stares at the phone, while Aaron kisses Serena as they head to the airport.

Blair and Chuck lie curled on top of the sheets, still in their clothes, even their shoes. She holds him, his hair in a wave across his face and the pillow; they are beautiful. At the end of the burlesque, at the end of their performances, finally: when all the poses and stances and affectations drop, when the end of the world comes, when you forget all the bullshit and maneuvers and the million ways of hiding. When they admit their hungers and their loneliness and their needs, their love, what then? They look like children. They're just children.

For, my sweetheart the melancholic
You have crossed the river Styx
And the waves have taken you away

Rufus spots her in Grand Central before she sees him, wearing her traveling clothes and standing in the center of the room with her bags. She smiles delightfully at him as he approaches; it turns to ashes. He puts his hand on his hips and asks it like a slap across her face: "Just tell me one thing. Was it a boy or a girl?"

As I lay my head on your chest
I can hear it your veins
Wake me up when you come to bed

Blair reaches out to him in the night, but he's not there. There's a note, in Westwick's handwriting. A goodbye song after all. She begins to weep.

I'm sorry for everything.
You deserve much better.
Don't come looking for me.
-- Chuck

Was my love not strong enough to bring you back from the dead?

Not enough.

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