Chuck waited with his face in his hands thinking about what ifs. He could have killed her and the baby. She may never forgive him. She may raise that child with it thinking its daddy was dead. What if she was dead, he would heartbroken, depressed, and could never love again. He felt tears come to his eyes thinking about the fact she could be dead. He is Chuck Bass he doesn't cry, but this time he didn't care. He let some tears fall into his palms and wiped his face ith his jacket sleeve. Blair would be disgusted. A doctor walked up to him. "Mr. Bass, your fiancé is waking up you can go in now." Chuck nodded to the doctor and went into the white room. He had been in this hospital at times of his worst. Blair with fidgeting around, she had stitches on her arms and one on her forehead. She had nothing that major it looked. He sighed in relief. Blair being to groan and then her brown eyes fluttered open.

"Chuck Bass, you little bastard. What are you doing here." Blair mumbled. She sounded drowsy probably something thay had her on here.

"I saved your life, Waldorf." Chuck looked at the fire in her eyes. She was pissed and remembered it all.

"If that's true come over here for me to kiss you." Blair said. Chuck just shrugged and walked over to the love of his life. Blair slapped his face. "People who love one another don't land each other in the hospital.

"People who love each other also don't smack their faces."

"I guess we're not in love."

"Agreed." Chuck spat. They sat there in silence for several minutes. "Get your ass over here Chuck." He reluctantly got out of his seat and went over to her side. She called for him to come down around her face. Her hands gripped his neck as they pulled into a long pasionate kiss.

"I thought we weren't in love." Chuck coughed.

""Just because we're not in love doesn't mean I can't have some fun. Is this baby still in me because something is kicking." Blair put her hands on her stomach.

"Some how this baby is a trooper. The doctor said it is right where it was before the accident. I'm ready to talk."

"About what." Blair yawned.

"What you said we had to talk about in the bar. The first unborn baby." Chuck flinched at the thought of it. He could have been a dad at 17. being a dad at 21 frightened him. What frightened him more is that Georgina and Blair's children will be the same age. Those two were deadly expecially together.

"What do you want to know." Blair straighened herself up on the bed. Her ears were slightly red.

"Why didn't you tell me."

"You were Chuck Bass. You were a playboy and having the time of your life being one. I didn't want you to be the father of your bestfriends girlfirend's child. I didn't wnt to be a mother that soon." Blair felt tears creep in her eyes. She refused to let them fall. Instead she did the only other thing that she could do. She fainted.

...

"I thought you were getting in." Chuck spat.

"Oh did I say that. I meant no." Blair snapped.

"I was so excited for our talk though." he mocked. Blair relized that was her quick fantasy. Actually a nightmare.

"I'm going to go home and kill this baby the way you taught me. I still have your stupid scotch." Blair saw him grimace.

"Get in." His voice blasted.

"Why should I you're not incharge of me anymore." Blair rolled her eyes at his idea.

"Because you happen to be pregnant with my child. Also once you're in you are never out."

"This child is more mine than yours. Actually it is your child more than mine, you minipulated me into having sex with you."

"No it was a mix of both of us, you give one hell of a blow job." Blair wrinkled her face in disgust. "So will you get in."

"What happens if I don't." Blair's hands went to her hips.

"I said I will keep on trying. But it wouldn't be an accident if my limo runs you over."

"Bye." Blair scampered away. This is where it happens. As she walked away rain drops pur down on her. The limo drives up to her.

"You want to get in now?" He asked putting his elbow on the open window.

"Hate you." Blair said opening the door. The limo was nice and cozy compared to outside. Her body snuggled into the warm leather. "How did you change the weather." She snapped.

"I know everyone. I'm Chuck Bass" Chuck joked. Blair was not amused. "Sweets lighten up."

"I am not you sweets." Her mouth pulled into a smile she hoped he could not see.

"But you want to be." Hiseyes lightened up. It usually never happened at times like this.

"I'm tired, just take me home." Her eyes looked tired and droopy. She closed her eyes and was out like a candle. Her perfect head flopped down down on his lap softly. Chuck's hands played with her cheastnut curls. The car stopped abruptly at the Waldorf's building.

"Arthur just go to the Empire. She;s too tired to get up there by herself and will kill me for leaving her alone up there pregnant.

"Mr. Bass she did not seem like being in the mood to sleep at yor house."

"It's not just mine it's ours." They car whirled down the block and stopped at the hotel. Arthur opened the door and Chuck picked Blair up and brought her inside. He got into the elevator and used her hand to push the button. Her body looked lifeless and dead but fully alive at the exact same time. His penthouse was reached and her body began to fidget. Chuck ran over to his bedroom. He placed Blair's body on the bed. Next to her he got in, He undid her dress pulled it down and left her in the black lacy slip. He himself got undressed and put on some silk pajama bottoms that she got him. He groaned when she would get cold if he didn't pick her up and put her under the blankets. She was placed under the cover and Chuck jumped in and looked at the dark mirror. All he saw was a angel and a devil. His mind raced a million miles a minute. The thoughts were plain crazy. Just the way he liked it.

...

Blair got up at 6:30 in the morning. She had The Psychology of Buisness taught by Collin Forester in a hour and a half. She looked around the room .his wasn't her penthouse. Her head turned to the other side of the bed, looked less angry in his sleep. He never looked this happy, he must of had really happy thoughts. "Chuck! Wake up!" Blair poked him. He just grumbled and turned his back towards her. "Ugh! I'll have sex with you." He was still asleep. She said it a little louder.

"Maybe later, I have to get to work." Blair rolled her eyes. He was such a jack ass.

"I told you to bring me to my house."

"This is your house you said. Your mother will ask questions and you have all your mail brought to here. Soz this is our home."

"I hate you." Blair sneered.

"No you know love me, you just hate how right I am."

"you know me too well