"What?!" Chuck asked. "Look, I walked her into the door. She had to have gotten in." He replayed the events of last night. If only he had stayed with her…
"I called Nate and he says he doesn't really remember much. Serena says that she got off at Nate's. That means you were the last person to see her. Please, you must have seen something." Eleanor Waldorf sounded like she was on the verge of tears, this was a very seldom event.
"I promise you that I would tell you everything I knew." After a couple of minutes, Eleanor said something unrecognizable and she hurriedly hung up.
"Where could she be?" Chuck thought to himself. Without a second thought, Chuck got in the limo and anxiously told his driver. "To Nate Archibald's please. And make it fast."
When Chuck walked into Nate's living room, he saw Serena was already there…along with Dan and his little sister Jenny. Chuck glared at Nate. How could everyone be there before he was? Why didn't Nate call him?
"Look, Jenny's here because she had nowhere else to go and Blair was her friend, I guess." Dan said.
"Humphrey, sorry but I really don't care right now. Has anyone checked any of the places a drunk Blair would go early in the morning?" Chuck replied.
"Actually Chuck, we were wondering where a drunk Blair could have gone with you." Serena said staring intensely at him.
"Are you being serious Serena? To be honest, I did absolutely nothing with Blair last night. I walked her in to her door. That's it. That was the last I saw of her. I suggest instead of pointing fingers we go do something. Nate, back me up here."
"Yeah, let's go look for her. I don't really know where she would want to be. Any suggestions?" A weary-looking Nate said.
When Chuck was about to reply, the sound of a car pulling up in the driveway surprised them. After the doorbell rang, the group got up to get it. Everyone watched as a man in uniform held up a badge.
"Can we help you officer?" Nate asked.
"Yes, I think you can," replied the man in a gruff voice. "Is a Mr. Chuck Bass here?"
"Yeah, that would be me." Chuck replied.
"Well, we would like to take you downtown for questioning relating to Blair Waldorf's disappearance last night." The officer took Chuck's arm and dragged him into the police car.
"Why are you doing this? I didn't do anything. I swear…" Chuck's heart felt like it was about to burst.