A/N: Thank you to everyone who's read, followed, and reviewed so far! This is my first story and I expected a much smaller response - it's amazing to know that people are interested in my writing. Since you were all so kind I thought you deserved a quick update. Please feel free to review - your feedback will make me a better writer, so constructive criticism is welcome too! I appreciate every review, even it's just "I liked it, update soon." I like knowing that you care about what happens next :)


"This pregnancy will kill you if it continues. We need to terminate."

"No," Blair whispered. "No," she said again, louder this time. "I won't!"

"Blair, if you die, the baby dies too. Be rational. I know this is hard, and no one is expecting you to make a decision today, but you need to think about yourself too," Dr. Barnes warned gently.

Distraught, Blair turned to Chuck. Though he too had tears in his eyes, she already knew what he was going to say before he began speaking. "Blair, it's for the best. We can try again -"

But Blair had had enough. "Don't." she said coldly. She shoved his arm off her and stormed out of the room.


Blair ran out of the doctor's office as fast as she could, given that she was wearing four inch heels. The wind bit at her skin under her unbuttoned coat and she nearly slipped on a patch of ice, but she hardly noticed. "Arthur!" she cried in relief upon seeing the limo and its friendly driver standing outside. "Take me to JFK. Call Dorota and tell her to meet me there with my old bags," she instructed before climbing inside.

And there, in the backseat of the limo, she allowed herself to break. She curled into a ball, one hand resting protectively over her belly where her baby was cocooned, unaware of the doctor's cruel orders. And at the thought of losing her much wanted little girl, she broke down into heavy sobs.


Chuck only stayed a few more minutes to hear the end of what the doctor had to say. He knew that though Blair was not ready to think about termination at the moment, she would soon be grateful to have all the information. Dr. Barnes had also explained that it was extremely likely that the fetus (Chuck refused to think of the thing that might kill his Blair as a baby any longer) had triploidy, a condition in which a child has 69 chromosomes instead of the normal 46. As a result, even if Blair's life hadn't been in danger, the doctor would have suggested termination as an option. Triploidy frequently caused miscarriages, and if by some miracle Blair did carry to term, the life expectancy was about a month.

Chuck knew she would be devastated. But devastated he could handle. He could hold her while she cried over her loss until it stopped hurting so much. He had done it before, and he could do it again. Devastated was better than dead.

Upon exiting the building, Chuck was not entirely surprised to discover that Arthur was not waiting for him. Blair had probably been too upset in general and angry with Chuck to wait for him and instructed Arthur to take her straight home. He hailed a cab and gave the driver their townhouse address.


"Daddy!" Henry cried, running to greet him at the door. Theo toddled in behind him, followed by Rachel, the nanny.

"Hi boys," Chuck greeted them, kissing Henry's hair and scooping Theo into his arms. "Where's Maman?"

"Not home yet," Henry explained with smile, showing off his missing two front teeth. Blair had been furious when he deliberately pulled them out using a string and a door in order to beat Richie Barbour, who had lost three teeth - the class record. Henry had two more missing teeth and a very bloody mouth by the time he was finished. Blair was so furious that instead of leaving Tooth Fairy money under his pillow, she left a note explaining that the Tooth Fairy only leaves money when you loose teeth, not yank them out with a door. Chuck privately believed that the idea of Henry being toothless for the annual Christmas card photoshoot and other holiday festivities was far more distressing to her than the slim likelihood that Henry could have hurt himself, but because she was hormonal and stressed, he kept his thoughts to himself - and Nathaniel. Over a month later, the teeth had finally begun to reappear.

Suddenly, Henry furrowed his brow in confusion. "Why didn't Maman come home with you?"

"Well, Henry, she just...actually she...she wanted to...you see she...had to run some errands," he finished lamely.

"With Dorota? Cuz she just left with the BWC suitcases, the ones you told Maman to burn and she only brings on vacation when you did something wrong."

This was worse than Chuck originally thought. He clutched Theo tighter, perhaps too tight, trying to contain his anger at the doctor, at the bab-fetus, at fate for letting this happen. He and Blair belonged together, and the world seemed to want to rip them apart. The fucking incompetent doctor, the sick murderous baby, and whatever moronic fate or deity that controlled the universe were all against them.

Oblivious to his father's changing mood, Henry continued talking. "And then she has to take you for your timeout. Dan says sometimes she even spanks you and-"

"Why don't we go have a snack?" Rachel cut in, grabbing Henry's hand and prying Theo from Chuck's arms. Henry continued to blabber on about how poorly behaved Chuck was as she led him towards the kitchen.

As soon as the boys were out of sight, Chuck allowed his anger to overtake him. He punched the glass side table, causing broken glass and droplets of blood to shower upon the hardwood floor. The pain that rippled through his hand somehow ameliorated his aching heart. Satisfied with the damage he inflicted, he stormed upstairs, shards crunching under his shoes. Now he could focus on finding Blair. When Henry said Blair wasn't home, he'd hoped that she was at Serena's. But she could borrow Serena's clothes and hair products - no need for Dorota to bring her old suitcases, monogramed with her Waldorf initials. She was far angrier than he'd predicted. He knew exactly what she was doing.

Blair Waldorf-Bass was running.

And he'd be damned if he didn't try to catch her.