Chapter 2-
They were back at the precinct now, and Blair was pacing around nervously as waited for the medical examiner to be done with the body.
Chuck didn't know what to say to her. He had hoped that she was wrong, but he was doubtful. If there was anyone Blair knew as well as himself, it was Serena.
Not having anything better to say, Chuck mumbled "you sure it's hers?"
"Yes. I'm positive. I was there when she got it engraved."
Chuck frowned. He'd been a cop for a while now, but there wasn't anything that could have prepared him for this. What should one say when their best friend/partner finds their friends bracelet on a victim's body who's was not their friend's?
After several more silent minutes, Nate came back out from the lab holding a folder which contained the results to several tests he had performed on the body. Blair rushed up to him, immediately pestering him with questions. Chuck slowly followed behind her, knowing that he would have to give her some space just in case there was bad news.
Other than Blair, Nate Archibald was Chuck's closest friend. So, in other words, his best-guy friend. Nate was the force's medical examiner, so Chuck and Blair had met him after training camp. He was a fairly good-looking guy, with a boyish face, dirty blonde hair, and clear blue eyes. Blair had tried setting him up with Serena, but that proved difficult since Serena had stopped most contact with Blair. Regardless, Nate was kind, caring and funny and the three of them got along great.
Nate waited until Chuck came, and then began telling them what he had found.
"So we're still working on identifying the body, but we found several interesting things in relation to how the victim died. While it's obvious that the cause of death was 3 gunshots to the heart, there were some peculiar things that popped up when we searched the rest of the body and ran a toxicology test."
"Well what was it?" Blair asked, slightly annoyed at Nate's ambiguous answer.
Nate continued.
"Well, upon further examination of the deceased's body, we found some strange markings on along her sides and spine. They turned up to be charcoal, as if the murderer had drawn on the body. The marks don't seem to resemble anything, except the one along her spine seems to be shaped in an 'S'. Since at first we didn't realize that it was just charcoal, we ran a few more tox screens. Then we found this…"
He handed them the folder, which contained several charts and numbers. Blair immediately opened it and started scanning through the document rapidly while Chuck glanced at the results over her shoulder.
"This is a list of what we could last find in her system in addition to how much of it was there," he added. "You can see most things are at a normal, which isn't really helpful. But there's two weird things here. First, there was a significant amount of charcoal in her system which means that she either consumed some or had it injected somehow since the markings aren't enough to cause that much presence internally. Second, we found significant amounts of cocaine in her system. Not enough to kill her or anything, but enough to tell us that she was definitely high at time of death. Speaking of, TOD was at around 1:30 am this morning."
"So do you think this might've been a drug deal gone wrong or something?" Chuck asked.
"I can't say for sure. The presence of the charcoal makes me question that. Plus, if it was a drug deal, I doubt that she would've been high at time of death."
"Right," Chuck said curtly.
Chuck glanced over at Blair. She looked really torn up. He could tell that Nate's comment about the 'S' shape along the victim's body had made her suspicious. Blair clearly thought that Serena was related to the murder in some way. He couldn't take looking at her worried face. Chuck normally didn't care about what was on the minds of the women he'd been with. But with Blair, things were different.
He knew she had a troubled past, her parents had been murdered when she was a teenager and she had not taken it well. He hated seeing her upset or flustered, and he always wished there was something that would make all her pain go away. She always put up a façade that made it seem like everything was alright (except for now of course), but Chuck knew better. He hated that someone so beautiful and full of personality rarely opened herself up to anyone. He was glad that he was lucky enough to be included as one of the people who got to know all of her.
He walked closer to Blair, and put a reassuring arm on her back. He kissed the top of her head and whispered into her ear "Don't worry. I doubt she has anything to do with this. It's all a coincidence…There's surely a logical reason for this…It'll all work out…"
She stepped back and looked up at him. She gave him a quick hug and whispered back "I hope you're right…"
xoxoxo
Blair was flustered. She didn't know what to do. She was worried about Serena. She hadn't heard from her in over a year, and she was terrified that she might've gone back to her old ways. Nate had mentioned that the victim's body had cocaine in it. And the victim was wearing Serena's bracelet. It couldn't have been someone else's Tiffany's bracelet. Serena's mother had purchased it, and sent it to get engraved. When Serena went to pick it up, Blair had come along.
She picked up the evidence bag that contained the bracelet and looked at it and read the engraving.
5/15/06 S, never look back. Keep going forward. Congratulations graduate. LVDW
The engraving was haunting Blair. Serena couldn't be a murderer. They may have both had their rough patches during their teen years, but they were passed it now.
Blair put her head down on the desk, and a single tear fell. She realized what was happening. She couldn't cry here at the police headquarters. She sucked it up, and contained herself.
Blair Waldorf does not cry. Blair Waldorf does not cry. Blair Waldorf does not cry. She kept repeating it to herself until the tears disappeared.
She pulled out her phone and sent a text to Serena, knowing it wouldn't do much good. It was worth a shot though, she thought.
S,
We need to talk. It's important.
Text/Call back ASAP.
B
She put her phone back, and turned around in her chair to see that Chuck had returned. She smiled. His presence always felt reassuring for some reason. It was good to have a friend that was always there,she thought.
"You alright?" he asked.
She sighed, contemplating to respond.
"I will be," she replied honestly.
"Any plans tonight?"
"Nope."
"Good. How about we watch Breakfast at Tiffany's and get some popcorn?"
She smiled. He knew her too well.
"Sounds good. What about uh…Elle?"
"Eh…I was done with her anyways. Plus, my best friend is more important right now anyways."
She smiled again, gathered her belongings, and walked down the hall. She felt like the luckiest girl in the world, knowing that every woman in New York would be dying to get Chuck Bass to drop everything for them if they had had a rough day. She couldn't help but pride herself on the fact that that girl would always be her (or at least she hoped).
xoxoxo
Serena was seated on the couch of the one bedroom apartment she had rented. Head between her knees, she was trying to hold back the tears. She failed and began sobbing. She didn't know what to do.
Her phone buzzed.
Great, she thought. What now?
She saw a text from Blair.
Blair.
Oh God, what had it been… a year now? More than that? Serena felt guilty, but she knew it was for the best. If Blair only knew what happened after college….
S,
We need to talk. It's important.
Text/Call back ASAP.
B
She knew she couldn't avoid Blair forever, but she needed more time to try and figure out how to fix this herself. She sighed and pressed delete. She would talk to Blair soon, she promised herself.
Hopefully she'd be willing to help if it came to that…
A/N:
Ok! So, so far it seems like you guys seem to be enjoying the story! So as promised, there was some Chuck (there will definitely be more!)! Hoped y'all liked the continuation, and if you did (or even didn't) you know what to do next!
Expect an update in a few days?
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