Chuck is suffering from a case of Leukemia. He is 24 and Blair just turned 25. They had been happily starting a new marriage when Chuck starts to get sick. There will be flashbacks to different scenes in time in no particular order. The story will mostly revolve around the Chair relationship and the ways in which the newlywed couple deal with the disease and the nightmare their lives have become.

Also, I have never had Leukemia and I don't know anyone who has had it so some of the details may not be 100 percent realistic. I have however done lots of research and read loads of material on the subject and I will try my best to make this as real as possible! I have had information about the subject given to me from someone who has lived through having Leukemia and will be using that information as well to make the symptoms and situations more real. But, overall, my intention is never to offend anyone who has had to suffer from this terrible illness. I hope that everyone takes this story for what it is; entertainment.

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Chuck had been locked away in the dark, shadowed room for almost three days now. And, in those three days Blair had been checking on him ever hour. Every time Blair would go in to check on him she would find him curled in a fetal position curled up in the very middle of his huge, plush bed.

He always seemed so tired these days and he was constantly sleeping. It was something that she still hadn't gotten use to. Because, the Chuck that she knew was always so vibrant and always so full of life. But that was gone now and her once vibrant, fun, and beautiful husband had been replaced by a shell, a very fragile shell that Blair felt compelled to protect. Now every time she saw him, she would find her heart beating just a little bit harder. She would feel the tears coming to her eyes. And it never failed, It happened every time.

Chuck was so different from the Chuck that Blair had always known. He was now crazy thin, and pale, his hair was thinner and, he was always cold and trembling. He was also quiet now and he was seemingly always deep in his own thoughts, thoughts that he never vocalized. It was like he wasn't even living anymore for some days he would just lay in bed unmoving and seemingly unaware of the world around him.

Sometimes he would seem to be barely breathing and Blair would find herself leaning over him just to make sure his breaths were still coming in and out of his body. He wouldn't even notice her there even though she was so close to him. And, she would look at his sleeping face and the feelings of utter helplessness would take over her. It seemed that there was nothing that she could do to help him.

Earlier that day, Blair had found herself standing outside of what had become his bedroom door, wrenching her hands. At this point she had already wasted most of her day checking on him, and trying to bring him some form of comfort that never seemed to come.

She'd come into his room and found him lying on the floor. He'd tried to get up by himself and to go to the restroom she assumed but he hadn't made it, the nausea most likely taking over.

Her voice caught in her throat as she kneeled down and ran a comforting hand down his spine. It caused him to shiver

"Chuck," she had whispered softly, she had wanted to get his attention for he had not seemed to notice her presence, "Chuck?" she had tried again when she received no response

"I can't…" he had said, He breathed a tense restrained breath as he tried to keep his hurting and physically ill body as still as humanly possible.

Blair found her perfectly arched eyebrows wrinkle in concern and her eyes began to water as her lip trembled at the raspy, quiet, and tearful sound of her lover's voice.

"What?" Blair asked softly she once again ran her hand softly down his back and his body stiffened. He was shaking as he tried to control the pain that her touch had caused. And Blair voice hitched as she noticed the tears forcing themselves from his eyes

"I can't deal with you right now… okay?" He asked panting, almost pleading for her to just leave him alone in his own misery and pain. His voice was hoarse as his words came out as it had been ripped from his throat.

Blair slowly lifted her hand to gently rub his back once again and he lifted his body as far away from her as his strength would allow "Chuck?" she responded she didn't know what to do and he was pushing her away again.

"Don't," Chuck had spit out between breathes. "Please…Please just don't touch me." He exhaled sharply and moved as far away from his wife as quickly as he could. Blair was about to move closer when she heard him began to retch. His body jerked slightly as he gagged and released a small amount of yellow bile onto the carpeted floor. "Oh… God" he exhaled as Blair leaned over him and attempted to help him up.

He jerked away from her slowly and closed his eyes "Please" he breathed again. He was fully crying now." It hurts, everything hurts" He whispered. Then he curled in on himself in the fetal position and rocked his body back and forth crying.

Blair had pulled herself up off the floor. She stood and watched him for a moment unsure of what to do next. As much as she wanted to help him, she couldn't. Her hands itched to caress him and provide comfort but that wasn't what he needed. She wasn't what he needed. She felt rejected as she bit her nails in an attempt to ease the pressure. She turned her body away from the grotesque scene and walked towards the door as quietly as she could; all the while fighting back the tears that were threatening to once again overflow from her eyes. She reached the threshold of the door and looked back at her husband once more before bolting as fast as fast as she could. All she could think was that she needed an escape as she made her way quickly down the hallway and away from her husband. She was crying so hard that she hadn't seen Serena until she had walked into her so hard, bumping up against her, almost knocking her down.

Serena had grabbed a hold of Blair and gently pulled her towards the living room before sitting her down on the sofa." It's Chuck" Blair panted as the tears steadily poured from her eyes.

"Mr. Bass needs assistance" Serena yelled out loudly to the in house nursing staff that had been waiting on call. Serena watched nervously as the nursing staff ran to assistant the master of the house

Serena then placed her hand on her friends shaking shoulder and pulled her in for a hug.

"It's going to be okay" she promised her broken friend as Blair cried on her shoulder. She was shaking her head in the negative and trembling she was crying so hard.

"He's dying S" Blair said softly "He's going to die, and leave me here all alone" She sniffled and pulled her body back away from her friend.

"You should have seen him Serena. He was suffering so much, and I couldn't help him… I couldn't help him" she whispered softly as the tears spilled from her eyes once more. She just wanted her husband back!

Please tell me what you think I am going through my chapters to try and make small changes and correct errors. So, please review! Thanks!