You're Undeniable

Chapter Two: I Can't Do It Alone

Once she hung up the phone, Blair went into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She was a disaster – she'd stopped crying, but the evidence of her tears was etched on her face by streaks of black mascara. Letting out a huge sigh, Blair washed her face and reapplied her makeup before grabbing her handbag and leaving for Chuck's suite – that is, after she made a little pit stop at Zitomer's.

She arrived at the Palace a bundle of nerves. Blair didn't even know if she forgave him for kissing someone else, and she was going to tell him she thought she was pregnant with his child. After the elevator ride that seemed like hours, Blair was finally in front of 1812, and she carefully extracted the key from her purse and was just about to unlock the door when she head a loud frustrated groan…and she knew it wasn't Chuck. So Blair quickly opened the door, but froze when she recognized the voice.

"Come on, Bass…help me out here."

She violently shook her head – there was no way Chuck was with Georgina fucking Sparks right now. No way in hell. Even if she had just said they were over…it wasn't like she was serious. This wasn't supposed to happen. He was supposed to beg for her forgiveness and tell her he loved her and find some way to convince her that he would never kiss someone other than her ever again. He wasn't supposed to have gone running to Georgina.

Blair stormed into the bedroom, ready to tear both of their heads off, but her anger turned into confusion when she took in the scene – Georgina was straddling a half-conscious Chuck, attempting to undress him. Chuck slowly shook his head, and slurred, "But Blair…and you disgust me…and Blair." he kept saying, but was too drugged up to form complete sentences.

Finally getting the courage to speak, Blair yelled at the crazy girl, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Georgina whipped her head around and looked at Blair in shock. "Get off of him!" To Blair's surprise, she listened and climbed off of Chuck – it was more than clear that her plan was ruined. Blair then made her way to the bed and sat down next to Chuck; the first thing she noticed was his dilated pupils and she brought her hand to his face to open his eye wider and get a better look – they were huge. "What did you give him?" she demanded.

Georgina shrugged – even though this plan was a bust, she was still Blair's roommate, so there would definitely be so many more opportunities to make her miserable. "I'll let you take care of him," she replied, refusing to answer Blair's question. "I'll see you soon."

She didn't reply – Georgina had to know that neither Blair nor Chuck would just let her be after this, and she was way to consumed with making sure Chuck was okay to threaten the girl. Once Blair heard the door close, she sighed and said, "What the hell is wrong with you Chuck? Why would you even let her in here?"

"Blair?" he asked, and she just rolled her eyes, "she set me up."

"I know." Blair's face softened and she forced out a small smile, unable to do anything other than look into his tired, guilty eyes. "Just go to sleep. We'll talk about it later." With that said, Blair lied down next to Chuck, and he rested his head on her chest. Despite the situation, Blair couldn't help but enjoy the fact that he was the one cuddling up to her and she was the one holding him. It wasn't that Blair didn't love burying her head into the crook of his neck and having Chuck wrap his strong arms around her, it was just nice to be on the other side of things for a change.

Hours later, Chuck slowly opened his eyes, and found that his head was throbbing. "What the fuck happened?" he mumbled to himself, without realizing that he was using Blair as his personal pillow.

"You let Georgina drug you and I found her attempting to take your clothes off." Chuck furrowed his brow at her and Blair sighed, "I'm sorry I didn't believe you about that skank. I should trust you."

Chuck nodded and then slowly stood up, "I think I'm going to take a show--" he let his voice trail off when he noticed Blair's handbag. Well, more specifically, he noticed the box sticking out of her handbag. He slowly walked up to it and turned around, showing her his discovery. "Is this...yours?"

Blair looked at Chuck in shock - she had planned on easing him into this, but apparently Chuck had other plans. "Um..." she started - silently cursing herself for not thinking up a way to tell him. She sighed, "That's why I came here," she looked down, avoiding his eyes at all costs. "I've been avoiding taking it for a while...I just can't."

All of the sudden, Chuck's headache was irrelevant, and he was somehow able to block out the pain and concentrate on the situation at hand. He scoffed, "Well that's a great idea, Blair. Are you planning on being the woman who doesn't know she's pregnant until she's sitting on the toilet and the kid pops out?"

"Well," Blair stood up, suddenly angry, "I'm glad you're being so supportive." she told him, her voice laced with sarcasm.

"God, Blair...that's not what I meant!" he groaned. "If you're pregnant you have to know! You can't be an idiot and ignore it!"

"Excuse me?!" she started. "You did not just call me an idiot Chuck--"

Chuck cut her off, "I didn't mean that either!" he yelled, frustrated with the whole situation. "You need to be healthy, Blair...you know, go to a doctor or something. You can't just pretend it doesn't exist because then you're going to hurt it...and yourself!"

Blair furrowed her brows at him - she had gone over almost every possible reaction in her mind, but none was like this. She imagined him telling her to get rid of it, running away, and even being supportive, but she never thought he would be angry with her for not seeing a doctor. But she finally let out a sigh, "I know...It's just, I couldn't take it alone, and Serena's at school, and I was scared, okay?" she told him, as tears started forming behind her eyes. "I didn't know how you'd react. Whenever things are good between us, something always happens to break us apart."

He briefly closed his eyes and walked over to where she sat on the bed, taking a seat next to her and then placing a hand on the small of her back. "I'm here, okay? I'm not going anywhere." he paused, "but you have to take the test, Blair."

She nodded slowly and whispered her response, "Okay..." Blair then stood up and took the test from him, making her way into the bathroom, but she briefly turned back to face him – for some reason, it felt like she was walking to her death. It ended up that Chuck was following her – apparently he intended on being in the bathroom with her. But Blair held up her hand, "You can wait out here."