Chapter 3
As Serena, Dan, and Nate arrived to waiting room in Lennox Hill Hospital, they all felt giddy and light, as if the worst of the storm had finally passed. Seeing Rufus awkwardly sleeping in one of the chairs, Serena decided to approach him.
"Rufus, Rufus, wake up…" As Rufus opened his eyes, and took in his environment, he remembered where he was but most importantly he remembered that everything was well.
As he stood up to stretch his muscles, he looked at the gang and told them that Lily was still with Chuck but that everything looked fine.
"What about Blair, has Louis come out at all," asked Dan.
Rufus smiled at his son, "No, I am afraid I have not seen Louis but I am sure he is well, Lily sent Dorota home to tend to her children shortly after you left and I promised to keep her informed. I should probably call her. If you excuse me."
As Rufus left Lily came out to the waiting room, "Mom, how is Chuck," asked Serena.
"Chuck is doing fine, his vitals look good and the doctor mentioned that it won't be long until he awakens. What about Blair, has Louis stepped out."
As Serena was about to answer, there was a bit of commotion towards the entrance of the hospital; almost as if a hurricane had arrived, or more specifically hurricane Eleanor. "Lily, where is Blair, is she alright," asked Eleanor.
"Eleanor, Cyrus, she is fine. She has some bruising and scrapes, but luckily nothing is fractured. However, I am so sorry Eleanor, she lost the child."
As Lily finished retelling all the information she had on Blair, she saw the one woman who was known as a pillar of strength momentarily stumble and catch her breath.
"How about Chuck is he alright," asked Cyrus while he held his wife.
"Yes, luckily the worst has passed, he is resting now. Eleanor, Louis has been with Blair all this time, he is a good man."
"Lily, I wish to see my daughter, take me to her please," pleaded Eleanor.
Stepping in for her mother Serena walked Eleanor and Cyrus towards one of the nurses desks and asked to see Blair Waldorf.
"I am sorry, but what type of relationship do you have with Miss Waldorf," asked a haughty nurse.
Using all of the sophistication and command that the fashion world had ingrained in Eleanor, she looked down at the nurse and said, "I am her mother, so tell where is my daughter."
Noticing her mistake the nurse, immediately, began to check on the computer, "I am sorry ma'am but Miss Blair was released almost eight hours ago."
"What! Under whose authorization did you release my daughter to."
As the nurse looked towards the screen and then back towards Eleanor, she only saw feral eyes looking back and with some trepidation answered, "It was her fiancée, Louis Grimaldi."
Sitting back against the driver's seat, Louis pondered over the events that had occurred in the last 24 hours. So much had changed, one minute he was happily engaged father to be and the next he was a man running with his amnesiac girlfriend. Regardless, of the fact that he had lost his fiancée and child in the accident, for the first time since he had bribed Chuck's psychiatrist, he felt peaceful and free.
His plan, although, crazy was coming together perfectly, in a way he owed Blair for teaching him how to be cunning and devious. He had matured with her and was no longer that naïve boy who thought love was the answer to everything. No he now knew that life was a tricky bitch, always changing and playing with one. But in order to get ahead one had to be conniving and manipulative. With these traits he knew he would be a better business man and leader for Monaco.
In a certain way he owed Blair and Chuck because had it not been for them he would still be that naïve little boy thinking love could solve anything and everything. He thought at first that his plan would be a failure and he would get caught red handed but everything was going smoothly and the one person who he thought would have the most trouble accepting his proposal was his most supportive, his mother.
"Louis, what are you doing? I heard that Blair is in your room, when the one place she should not be is in your room! So do you care explain to me why she is here."
Louis looked at his mother and wondered how to approach the subject he had been pondering in the last few hours.
"Mother you know that after the accident I was distraught, I wanted nothing to do with Blair, but knew that if our child was safe then I would have done right by her and married her. When I found out that because of her selfishness she lost the one thing that attached us I went numb."
Approaching her son, Louis stepped away, "No, let me finish. She wanted to leave me and take my child with her. You should have seen them, they were so worried for her and Chuck but no one blamed them."
"Louis, you know it was not their fault. They were in an accident caused by the paparazzi."
"Of course, I know that they did not provoke the accident, but tell me if she had not chosen Chuck would there have been people following her. So yes, I blame them for the death of my child, and I want them to pay."
"Louis, death is not the answer, you will be sentenced and any political affluence you have cannot save you from prison."
"Mother, I do not plan to kill Blair. Death is too easy of a solution, my plan is more elaborate. You see if I wanted them dead I would have not donated the blood that saved Chuck's life. No they need to know that the one thing that they love, is unattainable, and no matter how much they look they will never find one another. Mother, Blair cannot remember who she is, or who any of us are. She is scared and vulnerable and I plan to use that, but I need your help."
Sofie, looked at her son and for the first time saw a man. "I know she broke your heart, but she also made you mature which will serve you well. I should not approve, but I am your mother and she hurt my son, so tell me what have you planned for our little queen."
Louis could not help but smile at the memory, he was so close to the end that he could already taste the victory. As he approached the small town of Chapais in Quebec, Canada, he knew that he was at the home stretch.
Looking around the small town and seeing it engulfed in darkness he knew that it was now or never. He parked the car, and used darkness as his blanket. He covered, Blair as warmly as he could and carried her to the Nativity scene outside of the church. He knew that the cold would probably kill Blair, but he hoped that he had left her warm enough to give him enough time to call for help at a safe distance.
As he turned on the vehicle and drove away he could not help but look at his rear view mirror and the sight of the manger.
"You know that if you get caught you will probably go to jail," said Sofie to her son. "I know but I have a feeling everything will work out for the best. Do you remember what you have to do."
"Yes, as soon as Eleanor or any of Blair's friends arrive I should let them in, and tell them that you seeked the best possible care for Blair, thus taking her to Monaco. When they come again we will say that once in France she woke up and put up a fight while en route from the airport to the palace and scratched your face and fled. Since then we have not heard from her or seen her. As for you, you have been searching for her and were unable to find her. All of this will be confirmed by the doctor's that have treated her in the US as well as the doctor who is waiting at our home in Monaco."
Louis looked at his mother and saw something he had only seen a few times, admiration.
"Mother, you are sure that once we enter the Canadian border our pilot can make an unannounced entrance. I really do not need the border patrol breathing down our backs."
"Do not worry about Canada I already spoke to our contacts and they will make sure that your arrival goes unnoticed, but remember you must drive to the location we agreed upon and arrive as soon as possible to the terminal for they will leave within two hours of your arrival, that was all the time I was able to negotiate."
"Thank you, I know this called in a few favors that were owed to you. I will see you in Monaco and hopefully we can finally end this story."
"Take care my son, and remember I love you no matter what."
His plan had worked and as he got farther and farther away from the town of Chapais, he performed one last act of kindness towards Blair, "911 emergency how my I help you."
"There is someone sleeping at the Nativity scene near the church of Chapais."
"Is the person alright, sir sir can you hear me," however by that time Louis had already hanged up and continued his drive towards his awaiting jet.
As Chuck woke up he noticed two things that his body hurt like there was no tomorrow and his throat was as dry as the Sahara Desert.
"Chuck you are awake, how do you feel."
Turning his head to the right he saw the worried eyes of his sister Serena, using his eyes to communicate he directed his gaze to the pitcher of water at the foot of his bed.
"Oh you want water," pouring the water and then helping Chuck drink it Serena felt his brooding stare and knew that the questions were about to begin.
In his raspiest voice he asked, "Where is she, is she okay, what about the baby."
Placing the cup on the nightstand, Serena took a deep breath and prepared herself to tell her brother the truth. "She lost the child."
Chuck closed his eyes and out of pure determination and will he was able to detain his tears. Looking at his sister once more he asked, "Where is she, take me too her."
Seeing a stoic Serena, Chuck began to sit up straight and before he could physically hurt himself Nate came in.
"Chuck man, you have to rest up. You can't be walking around."
Looking at his best friend he said, "Listen Nathaniel I need to see Blair."
When he saw that both Nate and Serena exchanged glances he began to grow nervous.
"Where is Blair, I want to see Blair now!"
Serena placed a steadying hand on her brother's shoulder, "Chuck, Blair is missing."
At that point he began to scream, "What do you mean she is missing, she came in at the same time as me didn't she. So she must be here!"
"Chuck you have been asleep for three days, Louis took her to Monaco three days ago. Blair has been missing for three days and no one knows where she is."
At which point, Chuck screamed in anguish and let the tears finally flow.
It is a sad day, our own Queen B has gone missing. But never fear, I have a feeling we will be seeing our very own B glide back into Manhattan like spring. Keep your eyes open UES, you never know if what you just saw was a mirage.
You know you love me, XOXO GOSSIP GIRL