A/N: I'm so sorry guys for such a long wait! The school year just finished up which meant lots of exams, and then I got a case of World Cup fever being the avid soccer fan that I am, and experienced some writers block. But I am back and FINALLY have had time to update this fic! Also thank you guys for so many reviews! I love reading all of your thoughts on this and it means a lot so thanks!

Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl or any of its characters

Chapter 11: Shattered Glass

Madeline put the phone back in its cradle. Something had been up for awhile but it took her this long to realize it.

Madeline walked into Chuck's office. She came around the desk and sat down. His desk was pristine. Everything was in place from his calendar, to his pen holders. Even though she knew there was no chance of her getting caught, Madeline slowly opened the bottom left hand drawer. All there was were files on all his properties. Nothing.

Madeline moved onto the smaller drawer above it. Madeline sifted through its contents to only find his personal check book, security receipts and some scattered business cards.

Madeline then went to the other side of drawers to his desk and found nothing. Her curiosity was peaking and she knew this was going to bother her. Madeline stood up and stretched.

Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. Madeline tried to shrug it off, until she felt another stab of pain.

Madeline knew from some of her friends back home that have had this happen to them. While pregnant they started to feel abdominal pain which led to a miscarriage. Madeline felt herself start to panic a bit and picked up her phone to call her doctor. It immediately went to voicemail when Madeline remembered it was Sunday.

Madeline held her phone tucked under her chin and paced back in forth. Maybe this was nothing to worry about; maybe she was just imagining it. Then again she could have lost her baby. Chuck was unreachable, therefore making her second and better option come to mind. Madeline did what any good daughter would do when they needed feminine help; she called her mom.

Chuck Bass woke up groggily the next morning. He felt Blair curled up under his arms and felt himself remember what happened last night. Chuck grinned at all the memories from last night washing through him.

Chuck opened his eyes. He sat up and stretched out his arms. He looked back down to see Blair fast asleep and paused. He surveyed the room to see everything in disarray. Chuck smirked at Blair's eagerness last night. He turned his head to the clock which read ten to eleven.

Chuck sat there for a couple seconds until reality washed through him. On what he had to do.

Chuck pulled back the covers and got out of bed, doing his best not to wake Blair up. Chuck entered the en suite bathroom and took a quick shower, and changed.

He noticed Blair was still asleep and quickly scribbled down a note. Chuck knew Blair would freak out if he just left without saying anything. Knowing what was good for him, Chuck left the not on the bedside table. He checked himself in the mirror to see if he was ready and then left his old infamous hotel suite. As he walked out of the hotel room it felt to Chuck that he was entering the real world and the reality he was in.

He pushed the button waiting for the elevator to come anxiously. Chuck didn't exactly know how he was going to break the news, but he knew he couldn't avoid it this time. This was it.

The same morning Madeline woke up with a start. She sat up and felt something weird.

She raced into the bathroom to find blood. At the instant of this sight, Madeline knew this wasn't good. Her mom told her last night to wait it out. Her mom also knew her well enough to know that sometimes she'd think something was wrong to find out nothing was wrong in the first place.

But Madeline knew that something was defiantly wrong. It couldn't have been emergency room worthy but something having to do with her pregnancy. Madeline quickly changed and phoned her doctor. The secretary picked up and told her the earliest appointment she could get was at eleven. Madeline quickly dropped off Matthew at her mother's apartment and headed to see her doctor.

Madeline entered her doctor's office, her nerves setting in. Surely there was nothing to worry about but you could never be too sure.

Madeline took a seat in the waiting room until the ancient secretary told her to go in.

"Good morning Mrs. Bass how are you today?" Her doctor Ms. Adkins greeted. She held a clip board in her hand and pushed her glasses to the bridge of her nose. She closed the door behind her.

"I've been better," Madeline replied truthfully, "How have you been?"

"Just fine. Now, what brings you here?"

"Well it's just with my pregnancy I was experiencing cramps yesterday in my abdomen and well... I found blood this morning and I knew something was wrong," Madeline explained.

"Oh well, we should take a look at that then," Dr. Adkins replied a frown on her face. This was not a good sign.

"Last time we talked Mrs. Bass, I reminded you that this early in the pregnancy there is a chance of a miscarriage. Sometimes the body does it by itself. Something growing inside you is not a normal thing so the body treats it like a disease, and therefore gets rid of it. Many woman suffer through it if they've had a child previously before or not. I think that that could be the potential problem. We'll run some tests and then well be sure what exactly has been happening."

Madeline nodded slowly and swallowed hard. The double edge sword with pregnancy is the chance of a miscarriage, and with all the signs pointing at it, Madeline had no doubts that she probably lost the baby.

Madeline felt a pang of sadness wash through her, she was becoming attached to it, and now it would never have a chance of living. It wasn't intentional, but she still felt responsible for losing it.

After all of her tests, Madeline was given the dreadful news. She miscarried. Madeline was told to let her body find its way back to normal and she should still stick to the diet she was on before the baby was conceived.

Madeline left the doctors office glumly. She took the limo home but first decided to go for a walk. To clear all the bad thoughts that littered her mind.

Madeline strolled down the streets of the upper east side when she heard someone call her name.

"Madeline!" She turned around to find Serena Van Der Woodsen smiling like always.

"Hey Serena," Madeline forced a smile on her face and spoke with all the happiness she could muster.

"How are you?"

"I'm fine," she lied.

"How's the pregnancy?" Serena continued further.

Madeline wasn't comfortable telling anyone yet, not even to Chuck and decided to keep it to herself, "It's okay, I'm starting to get the cravings of every possible food it seems like, but I'll manage."

Serena giggled when Madeline asked," How's everything going with you?"

"Good, Dan's book is doing well, and so is the family."

"That's wonderful," Madeline replied nearing the Palace Hotel.

"Madeline you know that thing I wanted to talk about?"

Madeline crinkled her eyebrows together trying to remember what she was talking about, but she then remembered, "Yes what about it?"

"I um, can't hold it in anymore. I need to tell you and it's very important." Serena's ocean blue eyes grew darker with the turn of the subject.

"Okay, how about we talk about this over lunch- or coffee even if you're in a hurry."

"Sure," Serena agreed.

"Let's go to the penthouse its right here."

"Yes that would be better," Serena replied under her breath, as they walked through the foyer and into the elevator of the hotel.

Chuck entered the Bass penthouse after leaving Blair in his old suite 1812. It was eerily quite especially since they had an infant in the house.

Chuck stepped away from the elevator and called," Madeline? Madeline?"

Chuck felt antsy knowing this wasn't going to turn out well; but it had to be done. Chuck checked all the rooms to see them be empty. No one was home.

Chuck figured to wait for her but sent out a quick text telling her he came home early. Chuck then proceeded to wait for her. What felt like years later but in reality was an hour and fifteen minutes, the elevator door chimed open and Chuck bolted up from his seat. Madeline appeared from the elevator and Chuck made his way towards her when another person immerged from the elevator. It was Serena.

Fuck, Chuck cursed to himself. Of course the one time he needed to talk to her she brings company over. And Serena of all people? This was not good.

"Chuck?" Madeline spoke confused, "I thought you were going to be gone for a couple of days because of your important business conference."

"Hi Chuck," Serena spoke from behind her, looking disapprovingly to her step sibling.

Chuck resisted the urge to roll his eyes," Well things went better then expected and everything is back to normal," he covered.

"That's... good," Madeline set down her purse on the nearby chair and started walking towards the open kitchen.

"Umm, where's Matthew?"Chuck asked trailing behind her also changing the subject. She's acting really weird, Chuck noted.

"He's at my mothers for the afternoon. Serena would you like coffee, tea-"

"Madeline I need to talk to you."

He heard her mutter something under her breath. Okay she must know something, Chuck thought panicking.

"Privately," Chuck added.

"Well your just going to have to wait, Serena was going to do the same thing," Madeline replied.

"Well this can't wait, sister of mine you know the exit."

"Chuck," Madeline snapped at his rudeness. "Serena don't listen to him."

"No it's okay," Serena replied," I have a feeling Chuck and I were going to talk about the same thing."

Chuck walked over to Serena," Which is why you don't need to be here, "Chuck lowered his voice," I've got this."

Serena studied him, not believing him. "Serena leave, it's my problem."

Serena contemplated what he said,"Fine."

Chuck escorted her to the elevator," Thanks sister, always a pleasure," Chuck said as the elevator doors started to close.

"You bas-"Serena was cut off when the elevator door closed.

Chuck smirked and returned to the current issue at hand. He walked back to Madeline. She didn't look pleased.

"You didn't have to do that Chuck," Madeline spoke irritated.

"I'm sorry but I had to. Now... let's sit down."

"Fine," Madeline snapped following him into the living area. Chuck sat down right beside her on the couch.

"What is it you wanted to tell me?" Madeline asked crossing her arms across her chest.

"I just-I haven't been honest with you lately and there is something you need to know," Chuck began.

Madeline didn't say anything and she looked stonily at Chuck. He gulped and continued, grasping at every ounce of courage he had, "I... At the Gala a month or two ago, you asked me if anything was going on with Blair... I lied," Chuck paused waiting for a reaction.

Chuck noticed Madeline's jaw clench and she must understand what he meant by that, "I've been..." Don't be a coward, Chuck reminded himself," having an affair. I'm-I'm so sorry."

Chuck felt elated getting those words off his chest untill he looked up to meet her green eyes-big mistake. Madeline's eyes reddened but she still sat there in silence. She rapidly blinked the tears that were threatening to spill over her doe eyes and she stood.

No response.

What was she going to pretend like this wasn't happening? Just like Maureen?

"Madeline? Madeline?" Chuck called after her as she made a run for it into the master bedroom.

She didn't respond but slammed the door right in his face." Chuck exhaled deeply and leaned his forehead against the wooden door. He closed his eyes, wishing this nightmare would end.

Chuck's eyes opened quickly at the sound of shattered glass he heard through the door. Chuck felt worried and considered knocking on the door but decided against it. So he waited, he had to. To make sure Madeline was okay-carrying a baby and all. Chuck envisioned the glass shattered on the floor in what was probably in a million pieces, just like their relationship.

Madeline ignored all of Chuck's calls and slammed the door as hard as she could behind her.

Then the tears came. They escaped her eyes and slid down her pale, white as snow cheeks. Madeline leaned back on the door and slid down ever so slowly and slumped to the ground.

Again, this was happening to her. She thought she had it right this time, and yet again she got betrayed.

Madeline covered her face with her hands and sobbed silently. Her stomach felt queasy and the rest of her body felt numb.

Madeline grasped the door knob with both hands and shakily stood up. Slowly she began to walk further into their room. On her dresser she saw their wedding picture. Both of them were smiling as if they'd won the lottery. But then memories of Chuck with Blair dancing without having a care in the world invaded her mind. Chuck kissing Blair, Chuck on top of Blair.

Without thinking, Madeline threw the picture frame across the room. She heard it shatter against the wooden floors and she felt her heart do the same thing.

Looking at the broken frame facing down with her eyes blurry with tears, Madeline was seeing red. Flashes of anger started to surge through her.

She was betrayed. Broken. Again.

All because of him.

Madeline's mind began to spin at what felt like three hundred miles an hour. She pulled out an overnight back and started packing. She couldn't stand one more second of being in this place anymore. Not after knowing he'd been sleeping in the same bed as her and had just been with Blair twenty minutes earlier or however long.

Madeline stuffed the bag angrily with everything she would need. She finally emerged from the bedroom to see Chuck waiting until she was about to come out.

"Madeline I'm so-"

"Stop," Madeline commanded, so many emotions spiralling through her," You knew," Then the tears decided to return.

"You knew about my past relationships and how they've hurt me, you knew!" Madeline's tempo and volume started to increase.

"And you still betrayed me!"

"Mad-"Chuck stepped closer to receive a slap across his face. It could have been worse she could have kicked him where the sun didn't shine.

Chuck staggered back a little his cheek reddening and probably stinging.

"I trusted you Chuck! I believed you cared about me, wanted to be with only me when we got married."

Madeline's heartbeat was racing as she stopped to breath," I thought you were better then them," She shook her head looking disgusted," But your worse."

Chuck looked hurt with that last comment but Madeline didn't care. He deserved it. She was honest and loyal to him and this is what she got in return.

Madeline pushed past him and hurried towards the elevator trying to make a speedy exit. Of course the one time she needed to leave the elevator was on the fourth floor. Just great, Madeline thought sarcastically.

Chuck reappeared beside her and Madeline couldn't even look at him.

"Where are you going?" Chuck asked quietly.

"Anywhere but here," Madeline responded. To be honest Madeline didn't have a clue as to where she was going; she was a little preoccupied with other issues at the current moment. But she'd find somewhere to go.

"I didn't mean too hurt you," Chuck said quietly.

Madeline let out a sick laugh," I'm sure that's what you were thinking this whole time. And that's complete bullshit. It's no use trying to tell me anything Chuck, I won't believe a word of it," Madeline spoke with venom.

The elevator finally arrived after what felt like an eternity and Madeline entered," Don't text me, don't call me, don't even try to find me," She dropped her suitcase on the floor of the tiled elevator.

Chuck looked at her stunned. Before he had a chance to respond the elevator door started to close and Madeline spoke for the last time her voice cold as ice, "Good bye Chuck."

A/N: So? Hope you guys enjoyed it! Also I am not a doctor or anything so if there was anything wrong about the miscarriage I'm sorry and I'll try to fix it if there is an issue. Thoughts? Comments? Please review!