"Blair, are you sure you don't want to go home? Maybe that's all this is, homesickness." Harold offered.

For the past three days Blair's condition hadn't changed. Her stomach refused to hold anything and her head felt like it was going to explode.

"Its not homesickness." Blair grumbled.

"Well you haven't seen Serena in over a month." Her father pressed.

"I've gone longer."

"You miss your headbands?"

"I'll buy new ones." She countered.

"You miss Dorota." Her father was right about that. She did miss Dorota.

"I don't wanna go home." She whined.

"Well, Bear, as much as I would love to have you stay here, I cant let you. Roman nor I can stay here and make sure your being taken care of properly. I, personally, don't trust anyone with my baby." He smiled softly at his ill daughter.

Blair wanted to pout with her father but her eyes wanted to shut. Maybe she did need to go home. Not like it can get any worse from here on out. Everything would just fall back into place…minus Chuck.

Blair felt her father press his lips to her forehead and heard him say something to the manner of calling her mother. She was tired of protesting though. If it would save her a headache, she would go.

She tapped her phone to check the time. It was late and her battery was dying. She didn't care enough to charge it for once though, since if she wanted the charger it was all the way across the room. Plus that way no one could get a hold of her. It was better that way. Right now she didnt feel very socialable.

Once her father left, she blinked her eyes up at her ceiling. She knew sleep wouldn't come. No matter how much she wanted it too. So she rolled onto her stomach and began to file through what could have been the cause of her illness. It wasn't food. Wasn't any type of stomach virus because the only people she had really been in contact with was her father and Roman. What other thing could have caused this? Was it her period? No…that was-

The cogs in her mind started turning faster. Her period should have been here three weeks ago, but she didn't really notice because of stress. It shouldn't be this late. No.

Her hand flew over her mouth in shock. Could it be that, the night before…

_*_

"You look terrible. Like Brad Pitt when he first got his money." Jack was standing next to Chuck's bed.

Oh this must be a nightmare. If he could ignore it long enough maybe it would fade away.

"I've gotta say, you have some of Bart's qualities but you lack a backbone. At least Bart married the women before he left them. Or knocked them up, but seeing as you're the only kid he has I suppose he was careful." Jack shrugged his shoulders.

"Go away you stupid dumb ass figment of my imagination!" Chuck growled from the pillow he'd had his face buried in.

"Nephew, your imagination could never be this good." Jack motioned to himself with a chuckle.

Chuck groaned loudly and sat up. Dammit. He was real.

"Why in the hell are you here?" He rubbed his eyes free of sleep.

"As your guardian I have to make sure that your alive."

"Well I am," Chuck faked a smile and fumbled around on the nightstand by his bed for a cigarette.

"Barely." Jack scoffed.

"To what do I owe your visit dear uncle?" Chuck's words were dripping with venom.

"Like I said, have to know your alive, and you want to come back with me." Some sort of twisted delight came over Jack's face.

"Why would I want to do that?" He puffed at his cigarette.

"No questions, but if you don't, I might be a great uncle soon."

Chuck tilted his head up to look at the man.

"Your high. The only girl-" the fog in Chuck's mind lightened some. "Blair? She took off somewhere."

"France to be exact. Trouble about that is, she has part of you with her. Well, aside from your heart and balls, that is." Jack snickered.

Chuck arose from his bed so he was on eye level, or close to it, with Jack. He was tired, had a headache, sleep deprived, and not in the mood for riddles.

"Just spit it out." He stamped what was left of his cigarette out.

"Blair," Jack spoke slowly, "is...with…child."

All the color dropped from Chuck's face and his knees were ready to cave out from underneath him.

"Apparently the long arm of gossip girl reaches over seas too. Someone snapped a picture of her leaving a clinic. This is an issue that needs to be nipped in the bud. It'll look bad on the company since the only company Blair has had since she left here is two gay men, one of them being her father." Jack's face had gone cold now. "Go find her and demand that she get rid of it. After all, it's the only logical solution. Your not fit to be a father, you cant even handle being a kid."

"Blair cant be." Chuck muttered to himself. He refused to believe that Blair was pregnant. She would never allow herself to fall into something like that.

"Like I said. Call her. Meet her. And nip it." Jack sneered in disgust.

"She wont answer my calls. She is mad at me." Chuck said absent mindedly.

"Well, go to her. Its not like you don't know where she is. I don't care if you have to gag her and drag her in there by her hair. Do it. Otherwise everything your father worked his entire life to build will be ruined. I don't think Blair will hide the fact that-"

"If I'm the father, she will hide it. She would rather have it buried with her, than ever admit it." Chuck spat at him.

"If you don't go, I will. I wont anywhere near as gentle as you might be." Chuck at that moment wanted to punch his uncle in the face. He hated how he always referred to Blair in that manner.

"I'll call her." He already had his phone out and pressed to his ear.

Damn! It'd gone straight to voicemail. She was avoiding him.

"So I am buying a plane ticket for myself?" Jack smiled coyly.

"No. I'm going. I know exactly where to find her." The only place she would go to in France. Her father's. "I'm going on the first plane out."

Chuck's mind was getting clearer by the second. He needed to go to her. He needed to find her. As strong as Blair was, she couldn't be this strong alone. She needed a man beside her. More specifically, the man she loved…and…one that…

Chuck swallowed hard. One that loved her.

_*_

"B! I've missed you so much!" Serena wrapped her long arms around Blair's neck as soon as she entered the penthouse.

"I know! I've missed you too!" Blair hugged her best friend back.

"So is it true?" Serena hugged her tighter.

Blair only nodded and wept against Serena's shoulder.

"Hey, hey," Serena cooed, "its okay. We'll figure this out. We always do."

"What am I gonna do? I'll never get into Yale now! Chuck is never coming back. I'm gonna be a single mother for the rest of my life cause nobody will want anything to do with me."

"B, they're not going to brand you with a scarlet letter. This kind of thing happens all the time. We just have to go about this like adults. After all, you wanted to be more lady like didn't you?" Serena pulled away from Blair.

"But Serena! This doesn't happen to girls like me! I'm Blair Waldorf! BLAIR WALDORF!"

" I know who you are. I also know that you cant do anything so cruel as to-"

"Don't you dare say that word. I don't care if Chuck cant grow up! I can. Maybe when he finally thinks he can handle being in a relationship he will come back." Blair put her arm over her stomach. Guarding her tiny forming baby.

"I want going to. I know you can. I'll be by your side through it all." Serena smile.

"Oh S! I'm still so scared though. What will my mother think? I don't think my father will be able to laugh this one off."

"How did your Dad tell you all he was gay?" Serena asked.

"Like a bombshell." Blair sighed.

"There we go. At the right time, we'll drop the bombshell. I mean look. Your mom and dad are still friends."

"He lives in France. They don't ever see the other one. Of course they get along." Blair rolled her eyes.

"Well maybe we can get you a place in England." Serena laughed. Earning a laugh from Blair as well.

"Seriously though Serena. Everyone knows cause of that nappy red head over in France. I cant believe that girl ratted me out! To Gossip Girl no less! Why in the world would someone in France care about our lives?!" Blair crossed her arms over her chest.

"Its like a soap opera. You know how addicting those are, B." Serena hugged her friends shoulders. "Dont worry! You'll get frown lines if you dont quit!"

"I'm aging all too fast all at once." Blair laughed.

Thats that chapter. Thank you all who voted on the poll. I'm gonna have it open until I end the story. Also a BIG THANK YOU to Supensegirl. You're a Doll.

-RAWR-