Title: Save Me

Chapter 2: Uh Oh

Author: Shelby

Summary: Blair disappeared one day. Chuck never stopped looking for her. A year later a girl covered in bruises tells him what happened to Blair. He learns of her whereabouts, but she's in danger. And it's her marriage to a man he knows thats killing her. Can he save her?

A/N: First off thanks to all the wonderful reviewers! As long as you guys keep reviewing I promise to keep putting out chapters. I would also like to personally thank Sunday nights who has agreed to be the beta for this story. Seriously I hope this will make it easier for you guys to read, with less mistakes and things going on. Without further ado please enjoy chapter two.

She wrapps covers around her frail body as she lies in bed alone. Honestly, she likes it better like this, it meant he wasn't touching her. She glances up at the clock seeing it was nearly ten o'clock, she had slept in. She knows why because she was still exhausted. It seems no matter how much sleep she gets, her body still finds it harder and harder each day to get out of bed. She glances out the window, it's sunny today, nice out. She hears sound downstairs, she knows she must get up. So she sits up slowly, the bruises covering her body aching with pain. She stands up, her feet hurt, ankles soar and swollen. She walks over to her closet getting out a simple outfit. A long sleeved shirt, designer, and a skirt complete with tights to hide the cuts and bruises on them. As she looks in the mirror she sees how much damage has been done. It's getting way worse, each time he hits a bit longer, a bit harder. After she's dressed she runs a brush through her curls and applies make-up all over her face covering the destruction he put there. When she is done she opens the bedroom door and breathes deeply, bracing herself for anything. Then she goes downstairs stopping at the bottom. He's sitting at the table reading the newspaper, from the outside it would look normal.

He looks up, smirking at her, "For a while there I thought you weren't going to get out of bed," his eyes fall back down on the newspaper. She walks cautiously over to the table sitting down across from him.

"Charlie was up late last night, he had a fever," she lies, both of them know it. Both know what really happened last night, but neither will talk about it.

"Is that so?" he asks with fake interest as his eyes stay glued to his newspaper. A maid comes in and smiles down at Blair offering her coffee Blair nods.

"Nothing else thank you," she says politely and with that the maid is gone. Blair then looks up at Jack, "How are things going at work?" it should be a safe subject, she thinks silently to herself. He purses his lips as he looks across at her. He sets his newspaper down.

"Do you really want to know how work is Blair? For correct me if I'm wrong, but you've never seemed interested before," he mocks. She looks down biting her lip. A cut already there opens up and she tastes blood. She wipes it looking back up at him with wide eyes, filling with fear. He smirks standing up and walking over to her. He comes from behind wrapping his arms around her waist. She flinches keeping her face forward.

"I'm sorry dear, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Works fine," he breathes into her ear. She squeezes her eyes shut, holding her breath as he kisses her neck. He stops and she opens her eyes turning her head to see what he's doing. She sees her sleeves have come up a bit, the bruises are revealing themselves. His face sets into a hard frown.

"I fell," she quickly adds. It wasn't a complete lie she did fall when he knocked her down. He turns towards her quirking an eyebrow. She doesn't understand him when he's like this. Pretending he's done nothing by what he says, yet mocking her about it with his eyes. He smiles as he slides the sleeves back down, the bruises vanishing.

"Well you should be more careful then, shouldn't you?" he says standing up behind her. She nods slowly keeping her eyes forwards again. He stares down at her, she can feel his eyes burning into her.

"I'm going to go pack," he says his voice trailing off a bit.

Blair turns around, she stands up, "Pack? Where are you going?" her voice is a mixture of relief, fear, and alertness. He smiles stepping closer to her and placing a hand under her chin. She blinks away a flinch as he smiles a sickly sweet smile.

"No need to worry dear, just a few days away on business," he smiles caressing her cheek. She feels the bruises underneath the make-up stinging. As if they know they are in contact with who put them there.

She shakes her head swallowing, "Oh no... I wasn't worried I was just curious... umm how long will you be gone?" she's already planning her escape, even though she knows she would never go through with it. If it was just her life in danger she would, but the baby upstairs she loves more than anything is a reminder that someone else is in danger as well. Jack raises his eyebrow as he frowns. He then lets go of her cheek grabbing her wrist and yanking her forward. The bruises there are screaming with pain as new ones are developing.

"Are you happy I'm leaving Blair?" he asks breathing harshly onto her face, threat in his voice. She looks up at him, her eyes forming tears of fear as she shakes her head.

"No, no Jack I'm not that's not what I meant, please..." she winces in pain as she stutters on with fear evident in her voice. He pulls her closer whispering in her ear as he places a hand on her neck.

"Good, because I'm never leaving you Blair and you're never leaving me," with that he pushes her off of him. She catches her balance and stares up at him nodding. He smiles,

"I've had the maids go into town and get you everything you need while I'm gone. I figured you and Charlie could just stay here and rome around the estate," he smirks letting her know she really is his prisoner. She nods looking down and crossing her arms.

"Well help me pack?" he says raising his eyebrows and holding out his hand for her. She nods again walking towards him and taking it as he pulls her up the stairs. On the way there a maid stops them.

"Charlie is taking a nap miss, he's been fed breakfast already," she nods as a small bow. Jack tightens his grasp on Blair's hand. Blair nods and the maid is gone. Blair and Jack walk up to their bedroom. They began packing in silence. Blair eyes him cautiously as if any moment he will strike out and hit her to the ground, luckily he doesn't, yet. When they are done a maid comes up taking the suit case. Jack shuts the door behind her. Blair freezes in front of the bed, her back to him. She feels his arms wrapped around her again and his breath on her neck.

"I'm leaving soon, but we still have enough time for you to give me a proper goodbye princess," he whispers into her ear. She looks down biting her bottom lip.

"I'm really tired, I think I may be sick," she says with fear. She knows very well this may anger him, but she'll try anything to keep his hands off of her. Keeping his body out of hers, instead of in as it poisons her a little bit more. Her eyes widen as she feels him fuming against her. His grasp tightens around her and then he grabs both her wrists spinning her around to face him. She looks up in fear.

"I'm sick of you pushing me away Blair," he fumes getting up in her face. He's growing red with anger, it reminds her of fire, which reminds her of hell. It's fitting for this.

"I... I'm not Jack I just I really don't feel good, I'm not..." she stutters on her voice weak. He cuts her off pushing her down on the bed. He's over her in a matter of seconds, she's dead still. He begins taking off her clothes. She closes her eyes pretending it isn't happening. She feels him placing sloppy kisses down her now naked body.

"Now why do you have to make me do this Blair," he breathes in her ear as he bites her neck. She holds her breath as she feels his face now above hers, staring down at her. He tightens his hand around her wrist.

"Open your eyes princess," he breathes. She does as he says and looks up at him. He smirks,

"That's a good girl," he then leans up a bit to undo his pants. She looks away as she screams silently. She feels him push inside her, she whimpers. She looks back at him, he smirks down at her before attacking her neck again. Finally after an hour of this, it's over. He gets up getting dressed as she lays there silently staring off into space. He leans down next to the bed kissing her cheek, she doesn't flinch, she's numbed down.

"I'll come back as soon as possible," he whispers into her ear. She nods slowly. "Love ya princess," he says getting up and walking towards the door. She listens until the door shuts and she hears him going down the stairway. An hour later she gets up and showers, scrubbing her body till its raw. Then she does her cover-up routine all over again. After that she puts on a fake smile and walks down the hallway. She pulls out a key unlocking the door to the nursery. She walks in closing the door behind her and putting the key back in her pocket, it keeps him safe. She walks over to the crib and pears down at him.

His small mouth yawns and then his big brown, dark eyes open and stare up at her. His tiny face twists into a smirk. She reaches a hand down stroking his dark brown hair.

"Hey there Charlie, are you ready to get up baby boy?" she says softly and sweetly smiling down at him. His little arms shoot up, reaching for her.

"Mama," his small face forms a frown as his arms keep reaching. Blair smiles reaching down and picking him up carefully. She then dresses him in a little pastel polo, Charlie giggles a bit.

She tickles his stomach and then picks him back up and both of them exit the room. She holds him tightly to her as she walks down the stairs. She can feel Jack has left, she breathes a sigh of relief walking towards the door. A maid comes out looking at her with a smile, even relief on her face is show.

"Miss Blair would you and Charlie like me to make you lunch?" she smiles glancing at the baby who is staring at her with wide, curious eyes. Blair smiles shifting Charlie to rest on her other hip.

"Make a basket I'm going to take him outside today," she smiles. The maid nods and then disappears Blair grabs a small coat for Charlie and then they both step outside. The sun shines down, she smiles up at it. She can breathe fresh air, and it feels good. She looks around at the estate that goes for miles. It looks open and free, but to her it's a boundary She erases the thought quickly looking back down at Charlie.

"Don't worry sweetie, he'll be gone for a while, it's just you and mommy," she smiles rubbing her nose against his.

The baby giggles, "Mama," he coes. She smiles walking over towards a pond so he can watch the ducks. She sets their things down, a large blanket and they both sit there. She watches as he sits up a bit holding out his hand. She laughs a little hand him a piece of bread. He smirks grabbing it, it crumbling a bit in his hand. He then crawls across the blanket, getting a bit close to the water and the ducks swimming in it. Blair jumps up quickly walking over to him and picking him up.

"Not too close to the water Charlie," she scolds holding him close. He stares up at her, and she knows he doesn't understand. She smiles sitting down and setting him in her lap. She then takes the bread ripping a piece and throwing it to the ducks. Charlie giggles clapping his hands. Blair smiles down at him, then rips him a piece handing it to him. Charlie throws it, but it barely reaches the water. He frowns looking up at Blair, knitting his small eyebrows together. She stares at him for a moment, she can see him. She sees him in Charlie. She swallows looking away from Charlie and tearing him another piece of bread handing it to him. He throws it, and it goes a little farther this time. She looks back down at Charlie who is smiling proudly as he claps his hands. It's moments like this she's extra glad that Charlie refuses to call Jack daddy. When Charlie is satisfied and uninterested in throwing bread anymore she scoots them further back up on the blanket.

"Baba," Charlie cooes reaching over to the basket. Blair smiles reaching in and pulling out a bottle handing it to him. Charlie smiles at her and begins sucking on it. She lays down next to him closing her eyes, smiling at the sun pouring down on her.

"HmmHmmHmm," Charlie hums while he sucks on his bottle. Blair opens one eye glancing at him. He removes the bottle from his lips and throws it to the side. She laughs a bit. He then crawls over closer to her laying down beside her. Blair closes her eyes again.

"Mama nite nite," Charlie whispers, she opens her eyes to see he has a finger pressed to his lips. She smiles kissing his cheek.

"It's okay Charlie mama's just resting," she says running a hand through his hair. He stares at her for a moment and then crawls forward grabbing a flower and bringing it back to her. He holds it out to her smiling. She takes it smelling it and then handing it back to him, he mimics her.

"I love you Charlie," she whispers, "I won't let anyone hurt you." He isn't paying attention, but she feels better to say it. He then turns towards her, she closes her eyes again. She feels him lean down and place a wet kiss on her cheek.

"Nite, nite mama," he commands. He then snuggles up next to her. She wishes they could stay like this forever. Safe, warm, untouched by the cruelness of their own home.

The flight here took forever. Even in his own private jet it took an hour longer than it should have. He's pretty sure he forced the pilot into early retirement after all the cursing he shot towards him to make the plane go faster. He's trying to calm himself now as he climbs in a limo for Bass Industries, Australia.

The driver nods at him with a smile, "Mr. Bass we haven't seen you out here for a while, shall I take you to your usual hotel?"

Chuck shakes his head, "No take me to my uncle's home." He grinds his teeth after mentioning a claim on the bastard. He'll feel better when he's strangling him to death.

The driver looks at him strangely, "I didn't know you two still spoke after you fired him a year ago are you sur..."

"Yes I'm sure dammit now take me there!" Chuck screams losing it. The driver nods and starts the car pulling out. Chuck sighs laying his head back on the seat breathing in and out with deep breaths. He needs to calm down, he thinks silently. He stares out the tinted window and the sun shines in flashing a light like a camera going off in his face.

"Smile," Serena beams as she comes up to Chuck flashing a camera in his face. He rubs his eyes scowling.

"Gee sis could you try not to blind me before the party's over?" he reaches for the camera, but she pulls it back.

Nate comes up laughing and patting him on the back, "Oh come on Chuck smile a little, we will be officially done with high school tomorrow."

Serena holds up her hand high fiving Nate, "That's right senior year is over baby, graduation and college here we come." Chuck rolls his eyes at them and turns around scanning the party. He stops when he sees her. She's staring at him with doe brown eyes. He smiles nodding, surprised at himself for doing it. They haven't really spoken since the elevator incident where she told him she was done. She stares at him for a moment and then smiles back, throwing him a small wave.

"Why don't you go talk to her," Nate says from behind him. Chuck whips around to see a smirking Nate and Serena.

He glares, "I don't know what you're talking about Nathaniel, I was merely eying a hot blond in the corner."

Serena rolls her eyes, crossing her arms, "Chuck just shut up with the bass-tard, mother-chucker, bass-hole, neeed I go on? Act and go talk to Blair, she'll be starting Yale soon and no telling when you'll see her again."

Chuck sighs, "Fine, I'll go talk to her, but just because I'd rather not associate with Cabbage Patch seeing how he's the only other option at this party as an excuse to get away from you two." With that he turns around ignoring the giggling from Serena and Nate as they watch him walk towards Blair. She looks back up at him and he can see she's surprised to see him walking towards her.

"Blair," he breathes stopping in front of her. She stares up at him, brown eyes meet brown and he feels his heart melt a little.

She smiles, "Chuck, long time no talk." He nods signaling the bartender for a scotch. He turns back towards her quirking an eyebrow.

"Can I get you anything?" he ask, a slight tone of seductiveness. She blushes, he beams inside.

She nods, "Martini please, dry." Chuck orders it and then hands it to her, nursing his own scotch. She stares down at it taking a sip and then looking back up at him.

"So how have you been?" she asks twirling her almost empty glass. Chuck stares down at her, he hates that things are awkward like this. She looks up, waiting for a response.

"I've been good, taking over Bass Industries after graduation, thanks to Lily," he says it in a genuine voice and she smiles.

"I'm glad you moved back in with them, I think it's been good for you," she smiles finishing her drink and setting it down on the bar.

"How would you know, we never talk anymore," he speaks not harshly, but with a pang of regret filling his voice. He looks up at her she's now staring at him intensely.

"I think we should talk Chuck, clear some things up before I leave," she almost whispers it, in case of eavesdroppers trying to get in a last piece of Gossip Girl. Chuck nods setting down his drink. He then follows her out into the hallway and up to his suite. The party was conveniently located at the Palace. They enter and he shuts the door behind them, she spins around staring at him. She then walks around looking things over.

"It seems different in here," she says rubbing her bare arms. He walks over to a closet looking for a jacket. He finds one of his own and walks over handing it to her.

"It's because it hasn't been lived in for months now," she takes the jacket from him and wraps it around herself. The sleeves falling over her hands, them out of sight.

"Thank you," she smiles bringing it up around her. He nods and then goes and sits down on the couch. He looks up at her and motions for her to sit next to him. She's hesitant for a moment, but then she sits down, staring straight ahead. It's silent for a while and then finally he breaks it.

"I really am sorry, for everything," he breathes. She turns towards him surprised at his choice of words. He looks over at her continuing, "All you were trying to do was help and I should have let you, you were right that day in the elevator when you left." When he's done he turns away in shame. She lets out a gasp. She then looks away from him.

"I failed you," she says just above a whisper. He turns towards her confused. She turns towards him and he can see tears developing in her eyes, "I told you I would stand by you through anything and that I'd always be there and then I just... gave up," she turns her head shaking it in shame. He stares at her in a frown and then when she turns back towards him he finds his lips on hers. They kiss passionetley for a while and then she pulls back.

"Chuck what are we doing?" she gasps, breathing for air. He caresses her cheek for a moment breathing heavily himself.

"Blair please I need you, one more chance," he breathes. She stares at him and then she finds herself moving forward capturing his lips with hers again. They're caught up in the moment, nothing else exist as they make their way to his bedroom. They connect their bodies like they have so many times before and she falls asleep in his arms. He decides tomorrow he'll tell her he loves her, he'll tell her.

"Mr Bass?" Chuck's head snaps up and he looks at the driver, he realizes the car has stopped. The driver nods, "We're at the gate of the estate sir, but I'm afraid we've hit a bit of trouble." Chucks fists clench at his sides, but he regains composure quickly.

"What seems to be the problem," he asks in a collected way. Looking out the window to see they are in fact at Jack's estate in front of a large gate.

"Mr. Bass isn't home, he left for business a few hours ago it seems, would you like me to take you back to the hotel?" the driver questions with a smile. Chuck feels something in the pit of his stomach. Jack's gone, he hadn't planned on this. Was Blair still here? Chuck opens his door stepping out to see an old man with white hair sitting in the booth that opens the gate. He walks over ignoring his driver who's calling to ask what he's doing.

"Excuse me?" Chuck says a bit loud in case the old man can't hear. The man looks up from his newspaper and smiles at Chuck.

"Why I'd never thought I'd see the day," the old man smirks at Chuck. Chuck frowns in confusion. Did he know this man? The old man laughs, "Oh Charles don't tell me you forgot good old Whitey, I used to help you and Nate sneak back in when you stayed here with your uncle as teenagers remember?" Chuck's facial expression changed as he recalled the summers Bart brought him here. He was aloud to bring Nate along and they would sneak out at night, the old man helping them out of some messy situations.

"Wow Whitey you're still around?" Chuck laughs patting the old man on the back. Whitey smiles, squinting his eyes in the sunlight.

"Come to see Jack?" he questions as if Jack is a normal person worth of a descent name. Chuck grinds his teeth, but masks the expression again. Chuck smiles,

"I was going to surprise him, but I heard he isn't here, do you know when he'll be back?" Chuck asks shoving his hands in his pockets. Whitey frowns looking down, his thinking face on.

"No... I don't... we're never really certain with these business trips of his," he then looks back up at Chuck smiling, "Mrs. Bass is home though."

Chuck raises his eyebrows in fake surprise, "Mrs. Bass? You mean Jack finally found himself a wife?" he feels like punching something.

"Yep, beautiful one too, everyone here loves her though I don't see her as much anymore she doesn't really leave the estate," Whitey says with a sigh of disappointment He then smiles up at Chuck,

"Well I'm not really supposed to let anyone in while he's gone, but you're family. I suppose you could go and meet her if you'd like, I'm sure Jack wouldn't mind," White runs a hand through his white hair. Chuck nods,

"Thanks Whitey," and then he says goodbye and climbs back in the limo. The gates open and the driver pulls forward. Chuck looks back to see Whitey smiling and waving at him. He feels his hands get sweaty, and he realizes he's nervous. He just wants to find her in one piece, and he just wants to take her away with him. It should be easy, yet a feeling in the pit of his stomach suggest otherwise. The limo comes to a stop in front of the house. He exhales deeply, here it goes.

Blair's squeezes her eyes feeling sun beating down on them. She frowns opening them unsure of where she is. She sits up and realizes she must have fallen asleep by the pond. She sighs knowing she's still safe and then she looks down beside her, it's empty.

"Charlie," she breathes with fear overcoming her body. She sits up completely looking around anxiously. She can't see him, she can't find him. She stands up frantically,

"CHARLIE! CHARLIE!" She screams checking behind bushes and all around the grass. She feels hot tears coming and then she freezes in her spot. She looks down at the pond.

"No," she breathes out she then runs towards it crying and screaming, "CHARLIE! CHARLIE!" She looks down in the clear water she can't see him anywhere. She keeps searching over the small pond sighing with relief when she realizes he isn't there. It only takes her a second and she's up running through the grass, "BABY WHERE ARE YOU! DON'T HIDE FROM MOMMY!" She screams running towards the house looking everywhere.

Chuck steps out of the limo looking around. The estate goes on for miles he doesn't see anyone. He's about to go knock on the door when he hears a noise. He spins around looking over in the grass seeing nothing. He walks over guessing it's some kind of animal in the tall grass. He still can't see anything and he's about to turn around and leave when he hears rustling again.

"What the?" he bends down looking closer in the grass. Suddenly he sees a small face pop up staring at him with large brown eyes. The baby giggles latching onto him,

"Hihi," he coes grabbing onto Chuck's collar. Chuck jumps back away from the baby. He stares at it frowning and then his eyes widen as the baby's smile twists and he lets out a wail. He begins crying and screaming,

"Shit," Chuck mutters rushing over to him and picking him up. The baby's crying stops immediately and then latches onto his scarf.

"Scasca," the baby informs him. He's about to go inside and ask someone about this when he hears screaming and crying.

"CHARLIE! CHARLIE WEHRE ARE YOU! PLEASE CHARLIE!" Chuck looks up to see someone running towards them the sun blocks his view though.

"Mama," the baby says and then tries to wiggle away from Chuck. Chuck looks up again, realization hitting his face. And then she's in front of him. Mascara stained face, and crazy brown curls, she freezes in front of him, her cries silenced.

"Blair," he breathes staring up at her brown eyes.

"Chuck," she says out of breath, a frown of confusion on her face.

"Uh oh," Charlie giggles staring at both of them.

A/N: So not the best chapter, but cliff hanger am I right. I hope you guys still want to read it. Okay and yeah so I was having difficulties with my tenses, ask my beta lol. And at first she took on a large task of chaning all of this present to past to match chapter one, but I've decided to keep it present from here on out and go back when I have time and change the first chapter to present tense. That way it will be a lot less work for her lol. So the next chapter will be right tense, present, and she can focus more on grammer and things like that.