Chuck got to Blair just in time, and he caught her right before she hit the floor.

"Jesus, Blair." Chuck said looking at her in his arms, not realizing he said it out loud.

"I'm sorry Chuck. I'm so sorry..." Blair said as Chuck gently sat her back on the bed.

"Hey. Don't worry about it. Not the first time I've had a girl falling all over me" he said with a smirk as he walked over to grab the dress that he had dropped to the floor. As he walked up to the bed, Blair gave him a playful slap, and smiled. He leaned down and kissed the top of her head.

"Are you ready to go home, Waldorf?" Chuck said as he went around to the other side of the bed and began to untie the back of Blair's hospital gown. He knew he had to keep his composure. Blair looked stunning, and as much as he wanted Blair, he knew that she did not have the strength to participate in their usual "activities." He took a deep breath as he undid the last tie; she was wearing a red, lacy, matching ensemble. He walked back around to the front, and Blair put her arms up, as he helped her slip into a simple, royal blue dress.

"What?" Blair said, as Chuck stared at her.

"Huh?" Chuck said snapping back to reality, confused.

"You are staring at me! What? Is something wrong? Do I look ba.." Blair snapped before Chuck cut her off.

"Nothing is wrong, Blair. You just look stunning, as usual." Chuck said calmly before taking her hand, and kissing the top of it. "You stay here, and I will go and see if I can take you home." Chuck said before leaving the room.

Blair didn't try to get up, instead she looked around the room. By the window there was a large vase of peonies, obviously from Chuck. To the right of her bed stood the IV pole that she was more than happy to finally be detached from. To the left of her bed sat a single chair, for the only person who had been there the whole time. Chuck. It didn't look very comfortable, but he had sat in it anyways. A light grey suit jacket was draped over the back. Even in a hospital Chuck had to be dressed to the nines. This made Blair smile.

Blair looked up as Chuck walked back into the room, smiling. A nurse followed him in, pushing a wheelchair.

"Alright Ms. Waldorf, Mr. Bass here has officially checked you out of this room, are you ready to go?" The nurse said as she pushed the wheelchair next to the bed, and put on the breaks.

"Yes, I am" Blair said happily. Chuck walked over to her left side and put a hand under armpit and took her small hand in the other. The nurse did the same on the right, and they helped Blair into the wheelchair. Due to protocol, the nurse had to push Blair out of the hospital. Chuck walked along side with all of her belongings in tow. Once they got to the main entrance of the hospital, Chuck went outside to give all of Blair's things to Arthur. The nurse wheeled Blair right up to the door of Chuck's limo. Chuck scooped Blair up from the wheelchair, placed her in the limo, and closed the door.

"Have a good evening, Mr. Bass," the nurse said as she walked away.

"Thank you," Chuck called back as he went around to the other door to get inside the limo. Chuck looked at Blair and realized how small she looked. She looked so tired. With the traffic, it was going to be a good 45 minutes before they reached her apartment.

"Come here," Chuck said tenderly, pulling Blair close to him. She relaxed into him, and quickly fell asleep.

What am I going to do now? Chuck thought to himself. The traffic made the ride extremely long, but he didn't mind as long as Blair was safe in his arms. How can I make her see that she is perfect? That she doesn't need to change? Chuck drew circles with his fingertips on her arm. She looked very peaceful.

The limo pulled up to the front of the building, and suddenly Chuck was extremely nervous. Am I going to be enough? What if I do something wrong? What if I can't help her? Chuck gently woke Blair up.

"Blair? Blair, we are here." Chuck whispered as she opened her eyes. Blair looked out the window and was relieved to see the door to her building again, finally home. Chuck went out his door, and Arthur was already loading Blair's things onto a cart to be delivered to her penthouse. He opened the door to the side where Blair was sitting, and he offered her a hand. He knew that she would still be extremely weak, but not as weak as she had been in the hospital. He helped her stand, and then put an arm around her waist to steady her, they walked like this to the elevator.

Once the doors to elevator closed, Blair leaned in close to Chuck, turning to lay her head on his chest.

"I'm tired, Chuck," Blair sighed. Chuck gently ran his fingers through her hair.

"I know, Blair. We are almost back." Chuck whispered back, before placing a kiss on the top of her head.

The doors to the elevator opened, and Chuck swept Blair up into his arms, and carried her into the apartment.

"Mr. Chuck? Ms. Blair?" Dorota said excitedly as she hurried towards the pair.

Chuck looked down to Blair in his arms, and saw that she had drifted off to sleep. He looked up at Dorota and she gave him a nod. He began walking up the stairs towards Blair's bedroom. Chuck paused before entering her bedroom. The last time he was here, Blair ended up in the hospital. He continued past the threshold, and placed Blair gently down on her bed.

"Chuck?" Blair said sleepily.

"Blair, shhh, it's okay. I am just going to put you to bed." Chuck said as he slipped off Blair's shoes. She nodded with her eyes closed. He walked over to her dresser and pulled out a black teddy for Blair to sleep in. He walked back to the bed, and pulled Blair against his chest, so that he could unzip her dress.

He couldn't believe how vulnerable she was. Blair was hurting, and there wasn't much that he could do.

He took a deep breath before pulling the dress the rest of the way off her tiny frame. He slipped the teddy onto Blair and pulled back the silk comforter. He picked Blair up, and gently placed her so her head was on the pillow. He thought she was asleep, but suddenly Blair pulled Chuck down to her.

"Stay?" Blair said softly, opening her eyes.

"Of course," Chuck said huskily, nuzzling his nose against Blair's.

Chuck climbed into bed with Blair and pulled her in close. He leaned down and gently whispered into her ear, "You are going to get through this, Blair."

Blair snuggled in close, and her breathing steadied. Chuck didn't dare move, he didn't want to wake her up.


Blair woke up the next morning in the bed alone. She quickly got out of bed to search for Chuck, then she heard it, the shower was running. Thank god, Blair thought. She was feeling a little better today; sleeping in her own bed definitely gave her some energy back. She quietly opened the door to the bathroom, and slipped off her black teddy. Chuck was facing the shower wall, washing his hair. He hadn't heard Blair come into the room. God, he is hot. Blair thought watching the water drip off his skin.

Blair stepped into the shower, and wrapped her arms around Chuck's waist.

"Blair! You should be in bed, are you okay?" Chuck said concerned turning around.

"Mhmmm, I am more than fine," Blair said, placing kisses along Chuck's chest. She took a hand and trailed her finger along his chest, stopping just shy of his member.

"Blair…" Chuck moaned.

"Please.." Blair said. " I need you, I need this. I want this…" Blair continued, but suddenly she felt extremely dizzy. Shit, Blair thought. I guess I really can't do this yet.

"Blair?" Chuck said worriedly. Blair's facial expression had changed, and Chuck noticed immediately. He quickly put an arm around her waist, and pulled the two of them out of the shower, right as Blair went limp in his arms. Shit, Blair. I really can't let you out of my sight. Chuck thought to himself. He grabbed the nearest towel, and wrapped Blair in it. He sat down on the edge of the tub and spoke softly to her.

"Blair? Blair? Hey, Waldorf? Wake up," Chuck said as he rubbed her back, his wet hair dripping down onto her.

Blair slowly opened her eyes. She started to speak, "I'm sor.." but began to cry. Chuck pulled her in close. Chuck began to dry her off and then he sat her down on to the lid of the toilet. Blair was still crying. Chuck grabbed a towel for himself, and quickly dried off, and then towel dried his hair. He walked over to Blair, picked her up and sat her back down on the bed.

"Blair, I need you to stay in bed, okay?" Chuck said quietly. Blair nodded, as tears continued to stream down her face.

"I am going to go downstairs and get you something to eat, okay?" he said, wiping the tears from her face.

"No, please don't Ch…" Blair quickly responded.

Chuck cut her off, "Blair. You don't really have a choice. It will make you feel better. Stronger. I promise"

Blair rolled her eyes, but didn't protest anymore. He isn't going to let me win this one. Blair thought.

"I need, no I BEG, you to stay right here, in this spot the entire time I am gone, okay? I do not want to come up stairs and find a naked Waldorf on the floor…" Chuck commanded as he smirked at Blair. She gave him a small smile, and bit her bottom lip.

"I promise I wont move from this spot." She responded quietly. Chuck leaned down, and kissed her, before helping her lay down onto the silk pillow.

Blair listened as Chuck walked down the stairs. She loved everything about him, even the way he walked. Suddenly she heard an unfamiliar voice shouting. "Chuck?" Blair called out frantically. She heard more shouting, and then she heard the glass from the vase on the table in the foyer break. "CHUCK" Blair screamed, although she was still weak, so it wasn't very loud. "CHUUUUCK" Blair started to cry. She tried to get out of bed, but then got extremely dizzy, and she didn't want to fall. What am I going to do? What am I going to do? Where is he? Blair's mind was racing. Suddenly, she heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

TBC…..

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