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Okay, so thank you to everyone who told me to keep going with this story! So far I have written a few chapters and am really excited to see how this story goes. I may not be able to update frequently because I have a computer problem at the moment! So let me know if you think this is a good start and I'll try to update this story as soon as possible!

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Chapter 1

Blair was walking along the sidewalk, away from where Chuck had just been moments ago. He had just promised her that they would have a life together if she showed up at The Empire State building.

She definitely had in mind to stay away from that building. She was really confused about Chuck. She was still furious with Chuck about Jack and knew that it wasn't an easy thing to forgive. He sold her for a hotel. What loving and caring boyfriend does that to his girlfriend? But she knew he still loved her and she still kind of loved him.

Blair stormed down the sidewalk with extreme anger boiling through her.

She did not even think when she walked out onto the road to look.

The last thing she heard was a horn beeping. Seeing a yellow taxi hit her. She felt herself falling, then heard a crack and blacked out.

Blair Waldorf lay on the ground knocked out with blood seeping out of her mahogany curls.

The taxi driver rushed out of his taxi. Everyone behind him was beeping but he had just hit someone. He couldn't just not call an ambulance for her. He couldn't just leave her to die here. He pulled out his phone and dialled 911. After relaying all the details to them they sent an ambulance out for the girl. He hoped she survived. He would feel very guilty if he had killed an innocent person. She looked to be about eighteen or nineteen. He prayed for her as the ambulance approach.

The officer loaded her into the ambulance and took her to the closet hospital. They were in trouble. This girl might not live and she had a bleeding head wound. They needed to do a lot of work.

Chuck was sitting at the bar in his penthouse when he saw the Gossip Girl blast.

Spotted: B looking like a broken rag doll, or should I say a broken designer queen...

Underneath was a picture of Blair lying there on the ground with blood seeping out of her curls.

Chuck dropped the phone as he saw the photo. He just sat on the chair. His hone started vibrating and he just looked at his. It was a good half an hour when his phone was constantly ringing that he finally picked it up.

"Hello?" He asked with a shaky breath.

"Chuck, are you there?" A worried Nate asked.

"Yeah. I...I...I'm here." Chuck choked out.

"Did you see the blast?" Nate asked.

"Yes. I...I...I... Why did it happen to her?" He asked feeling himself inwardly breakdown. "I don't get it. She did nothing wrong. Why is this happening to her?"

"Man, I don't know we're going to have to find her though. She needs us more than anything." Nate said.

They were both quiet for a minute listening to Chuck's broken sobs. "Wait, what do you mean we need to find her?" Chuck choked out.

"I mean, that nobody knows what hospital she went to. There are lots of hospitals in Manhattan and Brooklyn, we don't know which one she went to." Nate said.

Nate heard the line drop dead.

"Jesus Chuck." He said as he realized that Chuck just might not be able to handle himself in a situation like this.

Nate ran out the door of his apartment and called a taxi.

He jumped into the first one that stopped. "The empire please. And step on it." He said as he threw a couple of hundred dollar bills over the seat.

"Yes sir." The taxi driver said.

Both not realizing that this was the car that had hit Blair.

"Did you hear about the accident with the young girl?" Nate asked the man being curious.

"Yeah." The man replied hesitantly. "I.. ah... saw it."

"Really?" Nate asked shocked. "Do you happen to know which hospital she went to?"

"Ah... Yeah." He said.

"What one was it?" Nate asked quickly.

"It was the major hospital in New York or Manhattan. I'm not sure of the name but you probably would know." He said.

"Oh sure." Nate said. "But how did you know?"

"Ah... I... I... I was the one who hit her." The driver said very quietly.

"Oh. Ah." Nate said as he went pale white. He was not sure whether to get angry or feel sorry for the guy. "What happened?" he asked.

"Well I was driving and I was about to go straight past when she stepped out onto the road looking down. I slammed the breaks on and honked the horn but it wasn't quick enough. She looked up at me and saw the car hit her. She then fell and cracked her head. I got out of the car and saw all the blood and then I called the hospital straight away. I'm sorry." He said.

"It's okay. I'm sure she would forgive you. I do." He said trying to put this guy at ease. The taxi went silent for the rest of the way there.

"Here we are Sir. I'm very sorry, I hope she gets better." The driver said again sometime later when they pulled up in front of the Empire.

"I hope she does too." He said ad reached for the door.

"Are you her boyfriend?" The driver asked being friendly.

"No. I used to be." He said and sighed. "But I ruined our friendship badly and my best friend was the cause of the accident."

"Oh. I'm really sorry." The driver said again.

"Yeah, I know." Nate said as he got out of the taxi and walked up to the Empire's front door. He walked through and over into an empty elevator. He was a man on a mission to get to his best friend to go and help Bair. He knew Chuck wouldn't be coping. He needed to go to Blair. He needed to admit out loud what he had done wrong.

"Chuck!" Nate called out as loud as he could as soon as the elevator doors opened.

"What Nate?" Chuck called as he rounded the corner on his phone.

"Yes Mike. I want you to find out what hospital she's in straight way." Chuck said as he spoke into the phone.

"But Sir it's going to take some time." Mike said into the phone to his boss.

"I don't want you to take your time. I need to find out now." He yelled into the phone.

Nate acted on impulse and took the phone out of his hand.

"Don't worry about it Mike. I've got it under control." Nate said.

"Okay." Mike spoke into the phone.

Nate hung up and turned to look at his best friend who was fuming.

"Why did you do that Nathaniel?" Chuck asked furiously.

"Because I know where she is." Nate said to Chuck calmly. He didn't want to get into a fight with Chuck when he was so upset and hurting.

"Why are you standing there. Let's go." Chuck said pulling Nate back into the elevator. He grabbed his phone and dialled his driver's number.

"Arthur." Chuck spoke. "I need the car out the front now."

Chuck hung up the phone and told Chuck what hospital she was in.

Both got into the car when it arrived and drove to the hospital. It was like a nightmare coming true for Chuck.

He'd seen Bart in this hospital and Bart died. He didn't want to have to see Blair die in this hospital or die at all. It would kill him and not just figuratively speaking but literally speaking.

The ride was quiet until Nate's phone started ringing.

He looked down at the caller idea and saw that it was Serena. He looked over at Chuck. "I have to take it. It's Serena." He said.

"Hi. How are you doing." Nate said into the phone.

"Nate have you heard about Blair. I only just saw the Gossip Girl Blast. It's awful she looks so..." She was cut off by what she was saying by a sob.

"It's okay Serena. She'll be okay. Blair can fight through anything. Especially when she wants to. She'll fight. I know she will." Nate said into the phone to try and convince Serena that everything would be okay.

"Okay. Do you know where she is?" Serena asked anxiously.

"Yeah." He said and relayed all the information to her.

"I'll see you there, I'll ring Eleanor and Harold. I'm sure Eleanor will want to know before she leaves for France and I'm sure Harold will want to fly over." Serena said.

"I'll see you there too. I love you." Nate said into the phone trying to try and calm her down.

"Yeah. I love you too." Serena choked out and then hung up.

Her best friend had just been involved in an accident. One that could have killed her or could still kill her.

Serena sat on the couch with her head in her hands, she could still not believe this was happening. To Blair especially. To the strongest of the four of them. She dealt with everything. She sorted through everything with them. She stood up to everybody for them and now they were going to have to be strong for her. But how can you be strong when the person you need to be strong for is the strongest, she thought.

She eventually gained the courage and rang Eleanor's phone.

"Serena, darling. What's the reason for your call? You know Cyrus and I are about to board a plane to France." She said as if Serena had forgotten and it was unimportant.

"Eleanor, Blair is..." She started to say but was cut off by the elderly woman.

"I know. Blair is upset that I'm leaving." Eleanor said.

"No, Blair is..." She started to say again but was cut off.

"She does this every time I go away from her. Blair is perfectly fine and is just putting on an act so I won't go." Eleanor simply stated.

"Eleanor!" Serena said fiercely. "Blair's in hospital. She got hit by a car only hours ago. She's been rushed in."

"Oh my gosh." Eleanor exclaimed. "My poor baby. I've got to be there for her."

Serena could hear Eleanor faintly in the background telling him about Blair. But she was back on the phone.

"Which Hospital?" Eleanor asked frantically.

Serena filled her in.

"I'll be there as soon as possible and don't worry. I'll call Harold. Just get down there yourself now." Eleanor commanded and hung up.

At least one of us is strong, Serena thought.

Chuck and Nate still sat in his limo trying to get to the hospital.

Every minute that past, Chuck would fidget more. It eventually took Nate to calm him down by placing a hand on his arm.

"She'll be okay." He said softly so you couldn't tell the waver in his voice.

"How do you know?" Chuck snapped with realisation finally hit him. "Blair is dying."

Nate looked a little taken back at Chuck's outburst. "We don't know that." He said calmly.

"No we don't know that but that's what's happening. She got hit by a car after talking to me. It's my fault. If I never talked to her she would have never gone in front of that car." Chuck started to sob.

Nate had never seen Chuck cry. He didn't know why but he felt sad and guilty. Chuck was his best friend and it had happened to him. His girl friend or ex-girl friend, whatever you wanted to call them at this moment, was lying on a bed dying and there was nothing they could do to save her.

The limo arrived in front of the hospital. "Come on man. We need to be strong for her. Just like she would be strong for us. Let's go see her." Nate said as he pulled Chuck from the car.

As they walked through the hospital, Chuck felt the night of his father's death happening all over again. He felt restricted, like he couldn't breathe.

Nate put his arm around Chuck's back and urged him on the whole way. They stopped out front of the nurse's desk in the intensive care unit.

"Hello." The nurse greeted them politely. She was middle aged and really nice. "How can I help you?"

Nate spoke up on fear Chuck would break down or snap. "Yes, you can actually. I need you to tell us what room a girl named Blair Waldorf is in. She's our friend and she's unconscious and we need to see her."

Te nurse checked through her files and then the computer. "Ummm... can you describe to me what she looks like, we have no record of a Blair Waldorf on our system." She said nicely.

"Yeah. She has mahogany curls. Brown eyes." Nate said oblivious to her being knocked out meaning they won't know her eye colour.

"Ah... Mr..." The girl started to say.

"Archibald." Nate cut in.

"Yes Mr Archibald, we don't know her eye colour because she's unconscious." She said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Can you describe anything else to us?"

Chuck piped in then. "she's really beautiful. She has mahogany coloured curls. She was bleeding from the back of her head. She was wearing a purple dress." He said as he choked out the last words.

"Yes. I know her. I can tell what room she's in. And what's her name again?" The nurse asked so she could get her file up and look up if she had an allergies or complications.

"Her name's Blair Waldorf." Nate said again as he watched tears drop out of Chuck's eyes. Please live Blair, Nate thought.

"Okay." The nurse said. "She's located in room 1812. It's just down the hall to the right."

Chuck gasped as he realised the significance of that number. That had been a special place for both Blair and Chuck. It had been Chuck's home and Blair's hide away. She had to live, she just had to.

"Thanks." Nate said as he urged Chuck to continue down the hall.

Chuck and Nate stopped outside of Blair's room.

"Are you ready?" Nate asked Chuck.

"No." Chuck said as he turned the knob on the door. They both stepped into the room and heard the beeping of machines.

Chuck took a step closer to her and he came into his view.

Chuck and Nate gasped at the sight they saw. No one had ever seen Blair like this. She was connected to all these machines. Drips, heart monitors, brain scans, all connected to some part of her body. She was pale, she wasn't even creamy, and her skin was like a transparent material with white paper underneath it.

Chuck looked away from the sight to get his thoughts coherent.

"It's okay. She'll pull through this." Nate said.

Both Nate and Chuck were interrupted by a nurse who came in and took some blood from Blair's arm for them to test.

"I'll be back in an hour." She told Chuck. "Just to check up on her. Mr..."

"Bass." Chuck said as he supplied his name.

The lady left.

Chuck just gave her a curt nod and placed himself on the chair by Blair's side. "Blair." He breathed as he watched her. After all that had happened over the past couple of weeks, he could not believe it had happened to her.

"It's my fault." He whispered quietly as Nate vacated the room.

Nate stepped out of the room to wait for Serena and give Chuck some quality and alone time with Blair.

"It's my fault." Chuck kept whispering over and over again to her. He didn't realise that an hour had passed and the nurse had come back in.

"Congratulations Mr Bass." The nurse said as she re-entered the room.

"You're telling me congratulations after everything that has happened?" He asked in disbelief.

"Well, considering the circumstances, we're going to have to feed it through a tube into her stomach or feed her through a drip so it can feed as well. You're going to have to consider these options Mr Bass, we need to know as soon as possible. The doctor also said he would like to speak to you tomorrow morning." The said as she told him their options.

"My girl friend is dying and you're telling my congratulations. And to pick an option that I don't even know what you're talking about?" Chuck asked with anger and disbelief in his voice.

"No, I'm telling you congratulations about the baby." She said like he knew.

"What baby?" Chuck asked not getting it. Not getting that Blair was pregnant. Not getting that he was going to become a father.

"Blair's baby." The nurse said finally giving Chuck the missing piece. She had been on edge lately, her temper had been short and she was crying so much whenever she saw him. "I'd say she's about thirteen weeks." The nurse said who lifted Blair's hospital gown and showed Chuck the slight bump that was located on her belly.

"Is the baby alright after the accident?" Chuck asked.

"Just a little shaken up, but fine." The replied as she disappeared from the room.

"You're pregnant?" Chuck asked in disbelief to a limp Blair. "Why didn't you tell me? I know I'd done some horrible things but not telling me Blair is stupid. I would've liked to know. I wouldn't have done to you with Jack, what I did." He said like it made a difference.

"Blair, I need you to come back." He said as he got up and stumbled out of Blair's room.

He met a bleary eyed Serena and a tired Nate.

Serena looked up as he approached and saw his expression. She thought Blair had died.

Nate instantly saw his expression. He thought something terrible had gone wrong and something had happened to her.

"Chuck's what wrong. Is she... Did she?" Nate asked with so much worry for his best friend and his girl friend. He had thought that she had died.

"No." He said shaking his head. He was feeling so confused. He didn't know how it could happen. Well, he did but they had always used protection. It must have just been a slip up.

"What's wrong with her then?" Serena asked Chuck urgently, getting really worried.

Chuck looked up at them. He didn't know what to do with this. It had been a major shock to him. It was really going to affect Nate since she used to be his girl friend and this was going to affect Serena since she was her best friend. By the looks on their faces neither of the knew what he was going to say. She looked over at Nate and prayed that he would be okay with it. He then turned his eyes to Serena and looked at her pleading for her comfort.

He kept looking directly into Serena's eyes as he spoke. "She's pregnant."

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