Chuck lay sprawled out on the bench in his cell, not caring about all of the asses that had been seated here or what type of germs he was currently lying on. He had counted all the bars that aligned his cell the first hour he had been in the cell, and only ten minutes ago he had read all of the death threats that had been carved into the bench.

A loud banging on the door made him jump and almost roll off the bench. Chuck tilted his head back and saw an upside down officer glaring at him. "You have a visitor," he grumbled, "I thought I wasn't allowed visitors?" Chuck questioned, "she persuaded us" the door to the holding cells open and Chuck heard the clinking of heels against the concrete floor.

The guard moved aside to reveal none other than Elle. Elle turned to the guard and put on her best flirtatious smile. "Would you mind giving us some alone time? I promise we'll behave" she ran her hand down the guard's covered chest but you could tell by his face that he was affected. Chuck scoffed in disgust. Once again Elle was working her charm to get what she wanted.

"You have five minutes" he stuttered "can't we have ten? Chuck and I have some serious things to discuss" she tucked a stray curl of blond hair behind his ear and the guard actually shivered, shivered can you believe that? "I'll be outside" he walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

Once he was gone Elle turned to Chuck who got up from the bench and walked over to her. "What are you doing here Elle?" he asked "I just came to visit my favorite brother" she replied "I'm your only brother and we dream of killing of each other" Chuck retorted. "Your right what I really wanted to see was the great Chuck Bass in a cage" she took out her phone and aimed it at Chuck "say cheese" Chuck glared in reply and she snapped the shot. She looked at the shot and smiled. "Oh this is going right into the scrapbook" she beamed.

"Cut the crap Elle, why are you here?" Chuck demanded. The smile on Elle's face was gone in a blink of an eye and replaced with a frown. "Your little girlfriend is sticking her nose where it doesn't belong and I told you that if that happens I'll have to put her down" she said coldly "what are you talking about?" Chuck asked. "Seems Blair has her investigator looking into me and luckily he's not the sharpest tool in the shed so even if I did lay down a crumb a blind and senseless mouse would find it before he did" she stated. "I told her not to look into it" Chuck turned away from her and ran a hand through his all ready messy hair. "Well apparently she didn't get the message because now I'm having to have all of my information moved" Chuck turned to face her.

"She wont find anything I swear just leave her alone" Chuck begged "you can swear all you want but the truth of the matter is Blair is relentless and she wont stop until she gets what she wants, she's kind of like me in a way only I usually want someone dead" Chuck gripped the bars and stared down at the concrete floor where splatters of blood could be seen. "Plant evidence," he muttered, "what was that?" she asked. Chuck looked up at her with his glare firmly in place "I said plant evidence. Evidence of someone else" he said through gritted teeth. She tapped her chin in thought then a smile crawled onto her mouth. "That's perfect. I'll make it someone young, tan, blond and we can't have a good cover without the complicated past, I'm thinking abuse from the evil stepfather" she said and looking at him as if he would give her another brilliant suggestion. "You disgust me," he said in revulsion. "So you've told me many times, come on Chuck get a new a line, that ones getting old" she walked up to the cell until she was practically pressed against the bar, she leaned in and whispered in Chuck's ear.

"I'm still going to kill her" Chuck's eyes widened and he could feel the smile on Elle's face. She leaned back and patted Chuck on the cheek, he was still in shock from what she said that he didn't even feel her acid touch to his skin "it was a nice try though" she added in a disgustingly sweet voice "see you in court Chuck" she turned on her black heels and strutted out of the room. When the door slammed shut Chuck snapped out of his shocked state.

"ELLE!" he screamed at the top of his lungs.

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Blair was stumbling down the streets after drowning herself in alcohol at VICTROLA after her investigator had called her and told her he was at a dead end; meaning he had nothing. She had gone to VICTROLA to drown her sorrows away and she had succeeded, before she looked over at the stage and remembered when she had strip teased for Chuck. That's when she decided to go home.

She had tried hailing a taxi but she was no Serena so none of them stopped for her so she was forced to walk. Little did she know that she was being tailed by a black car, that had no significance other then there wasn't any license plate or serial number on the car whatsoever had been following her since she had left VICTROLA with Elle behind the wheel.

It hadn't taken much brain-power to figure out where Blair would be; her boyfriend had been arrested and said boyfriend owned a nightclub that was known for dirty dancing, drugs and wide varieties of alcohol.

As Blair was crossing the street Elle pulled on her black sweatshirt's hood, revved the engine then gunned it straight for Blair. The blinding lights and the screeching tires was all Blair saw and heard the car rammed into her side and she flipped through the air before ramming into the gravel of the road with a sickening thud.

Gravel was imbedded in her hands legs and arms. The back of her skull had cracked causing blood more blood to form around her, her right leg was twisted at an odd angle and she had various cuts and bruises all along her body, including a long cut that went from the hip that had hit the car up to her side. And she was out cold.

Elle sped off and almost in slow motion people ran to Blair's side and someone brought out their cell phone and dialed 911.

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Serena climbed out her taxi and just as she was walking towards the door of the building she lived in she heard the screeching of tires and she looked in the direction she thought the noise was coming from in time to see someone get by hit by a speeding car.

People rushed to the victims side and being curious and wanting to see if the victim was all right which she doubted they were hurried over to the growing crowd and pushed her way to the front. She froze and stood with her mouth open when she saw who the victim was. Blair.

Serena rushed to her fallen friend's side and checked her neck for a pulse while being gentle not to move her because she knew that it was not a good idea to move a person that had just been hit by a speeding car. She was relieved when she found a pulse, but it was very weak.

Serena pulled out her cell phone and dialed 911. She brought the phone to her ear and waited impatiently for someone to pick up.

"911, emergencies what is your emergency?" asked a female officer.

"My friend was just hit by a car and she's in really bad shape, her pulse is really slow and I don't know what to do" she sobbed "okay calm down mame, just tell me what your name is and where you are and we'll have an ambulance sent" the officer said calmly.

"My name is Serena Vanderwoodsen and I'm in the middle of Broadway and Main" she said having to look at the street names because she had forgotten where she lived due to the traumatic moment going on. "Don't worry Ms. Vanderwoodsen, an ambulance is on its way, just stay on the line with me until they arrive" the officer advised "okay" Serena gently grasped Blair's scraped up hand and gently rubbed it to maybe help Blair know that she wasn't alone.

Three minutes later an ambulance appeared and Blair was loaded into the back along with Serena who refused to let her friend out of her sight.

A/N: Hope you liked this update and I hope you leave me some loving reviews because I wont update until you do.