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Author's Note: Thank you for reading and reviewing. I changed this chapter a few different before I settled on how this went. I hope you enjoy.

Breaking Point

It was two days before Serena got back to Dan's. He watched her waltz in and once she spotted him she gracefully made her way over to him. "How are you today Dan?"

"Serena, I've been waiting for you. Did you find her?"

Serena tilted her head, "Who?"

"Who? Serena how could you forget?"

She shook her head and laughed, "Dan I'm only teasing."

"So you found Eleanor?"

"No." Serena moved and sat on one of the couches.

"Serena, you…you can't just let this be. She's trying to find her daughter."

"Dan I know the importance of this, if you just let me finish you would realize that I told Nathaniel and he will take care of everything."

He closed his eyes, he wasn't sure about Nathaniel. Sure he was a good guy, but he and Chuck were friends…if Chuck had taken Blair then Nathaniel might very well already be aware of it. Frowning he realized that Serena wasn't going to believe anything about Nathaniel; at least anything not good. He knew that they had something between them, it had been a while ago, and before he and Serena had started…he shook himself of those thoughts. He had to focus; a mother had lost her child.

He began moving to the door, "Of course. Well then I'm glad you are at ease. I must go and speak with someone."

Serena frowned, "You're leaving? I just got here."

His first reaction would have been to stay with Serena, but Serena would want her friend safe. He had been the one to see it after all; he should be the one to alert Eleanor, which is something he should have done when he had first seen it. "Then stay, I shall not be long at all."

A sparkle entered her eyes which had momentarily been gone, "You will return quickly?"

"Yes." He leaned towards her and the two shared a kiss before Dan departed.

It didn't take him long to find Eleanor, she was currently at his sisters' forest. He quietly moved his way through knowing that she wouldn't want her animals to be disrupted. He didn't have to wait for long to see Eleanor as she was walking towards him not long after he had entered the forest.

"Daniel, do you have my daughter?"

"I do not."

Her face hardened at his reply, "I shall search your place."

She began to walk around him when Dan reached out and touched her arm, "Wait. There is no need for that."

"You will not tell me what there is and is not a need for. My daughter has been stolen and if you try to prevent me from seeing her then I shall make sure you will never see the sun again."

Dan waited until she was done before he stepped in her way once more and continued, "You may search my home however your search will be fruitless and a waste of time when I know where she is."

He took a step back as he watched her eyes harden, her jaw tighten and a look appear in her eyes that told him if he was mortal he would surely be dead. "You took my daughter!"

Dan held his hands up and stepped back to put a little more distance between himself and the enraged mother. "No, no I did not. Nor have I taken any part in her being taken."

"Then why do you know where she is?"

"I was in the sky at the time; I saw her being dragged under the ground by Charles."

"Are you informing me that my daughter is underground with that sordid God of the Underworld?"

"That is what I saw. It was against her will."

"Of course it was!"

Eleanor moved past Dan and within a few moments she was gone from sight. A huge sigh escaped Dan's lips; she was quite a terrifying Goddess. He knew that there was no way anyone would stand against her. Then he considered Charles and realized that he was a stubborn God and he did rule the Underworld. Shaking his head he decided that since he had informed Eleanor he would return to Serena and enjoy the rest of his day.

Eleanor stormed to the entrance of the Underworld. She couldn't believe that he had taken her precious daughter. And at this point Blair would have been under there for about two weeks. Her daughter with that deplorable creature who was doing who knows what to her innocent daughter. She shook her head as she entered the cave and moved past the spirits waiting on the shore.

She signaled Charon over. He moved his boat closer to the shore but did not move all the way next to it where she could get on. He nodded to her respectfully, "Eleanor."

She watched as the cloaked figure remained in the boat not moving it further or closer, "I wish to speak with Charles. Bring me across the river."

He slowly shook his head, "I can not do that."

Eleanor felt her jaw tighten, "You what?"

"I have been given orders from Charles to not allow you to cross. Forgive me."

And with that Eleanor watched the boatman move away from the shore. First he stole her daughter and now he was not even allowing her entrance into his wretched place.

It was not going to end there. She turned around and headed to Nathaniel's. Even if Charles wasn't allowing her in, surely he would let in Nathaniel.

It didn't take her long to get to the Palace. And once she entered she stormed over to the throne that Nathaniel was sitting on.

"Eleanor. You have come back. I must assure you that Blair is not here. Unless…you have found her?"

"Of course I did, and it was no thanks to any help from you."

"Really? You found Blair?"

Eleanor glared at him wondering why he was so astonished at this. "Why are you so surprised?"

"I-I'm not. Just…happy for you."

She raised an eyebrow and watched as Nathaniel looked around the room. "You must go to the Underworld and bring her back."

"The Underworld?"

"Yes."

Nathaniel took a deep breath, "I'll make a deal with you. You either come here and live in the palace or join the others who have moved on, and I will get Blair for you."

Eleanor stared at the young God in disgust. "My daughter is kidnapped and you're making a deal."

He shrugged, "It's just…something that needs to be taken care of."

The harvest Goddess continued watching until something dawned on her, "You knew this whole time where she was."

"No, I had no idea where she is."

"Maybe you didn't know where she was, but you knew who had her."

"Chuck merely offered to help me out."

"You get me my daughter back now!"

"Nathaniel, what is going on?"

Nathaniel and Eleanor turned towards Vanessa's voice. Nathaniel shrugged at the same time Eleanor spoke, "He knew that my daughter was kidnapped by Charles."

Vanessa looked at him, "Nathaniel? Is that true?"

Eleanor watched with pleasure as Nathaniel grew uncomfortable, he did not like confrontations. He put his hands out in front, "I did not hide her."

"No, but you are going to tell Charles to return Blair to her Mother."

Nathaniel looked between the two Goddesses and final a huge sigh escaped his lips, "Eric!"

Within a minute Eric was standing in front of Nathaniel and looking curiously at Eleanor, he then turned to Nathaniel, "Yes."

Eleanor crossed her arms and glared at Nathaniel who after looking at Eleanor looked at Eric, "I need you to go to Chuck and tell him that he needs to return Blair."

Eric's mouth fell open, "Chuck took Blair?"

"And Nathaniel helped in this silly plot." Eleanor added.

The Messenger God looked at Nathaniel but instead of saying something about Blair being kidnapped he nodded and then replied, "I will be back quickly."

Eleanor turned and watched Eric silently disappear before turning back to Nathaniel, "You had better hope that when he does return my daughter will be with him. If not…" She trailed off to angry to continue.

Chuck looked over at Blair who was sitting at the table looking at the bread that was in between the two of them. She had been surprisingly calm and…friendly ever since she had come out of her dressing room the other night. Others might have been more at ease; however this made him wonder what was going on in her mind. It was quite obvious that it wasn't because she was content on where she was; she had to be coming up with something else, he just wasn't sure what it was. Yet.

He had an idea of course, well lots of them. She had him give her a tour of the Underworld…it just seemed too simple to be just a tour. Since it was an odd request after all that time of demanding to go home he showed her that there was no way for her to leave. Perhaps once she saw that she was indeed not leaving the Underworld she would deal with it and blossom down here. She didn't need to be stifled by Eleanor, she was a beautiful flower when he had met Blair and without her Mother keeping her down he was sure Blair would become the flower that she was.

Beautiful and perfect.

Much like the flower he had given her.

And she needed time. Time to grow and realize that her rightful place was at his side not only ruling the Underworld but by his side in every aspect. He didn't like to share, but somehow the idea of sharing with Blair…it was quite appealing to him.

But how was he going to make sure that she received time for that? She hadn't touched a drop of food no matter where he had placed it, so forcing her to stay down here because she ate the food wasn't working at the moment. She still could crack and eat something but he was also pretty sure that she was just as stubborn as he was. Though to be fair, her stubbornness was part of the reason he had continued noticing her. That and when she was refusing him, whether it be blatantly or politely, it only made him want her more. So though she had yet to take any of the food that didn't mean he would stop trying.

Blair was still looking at the bread, "You can eat anything that you wish to."

He kept his eyes on her face and found that he wasn't surprised when annoyance flitted across it before she fixed her face into one of…calm. She smiled at him, "Why I do thank you. However I find that I am not at the moment hungry. Perhaps another time?"

"Perhaps in the very near future you will allow all these wonderful tastes to enter your mouth, one place I would gladly hope to taste soon myself."

He watched with pleasure as a blush appeared on her cheeks, he had decided that there was just something about that…he had been with other girls who had not yet known men but he had found that the blushing from them was more irritating than anything else. If they were with him quite obviously they shouldn't be all that innocent, even if it was their first times. That was indeed one of the reasons he didn't sleep with many females that were innocent, instead choosing those that had more experience. However, on Blair when her cheeks flushed, he couldn't resist and it instead caused him to want to do something to her. Whether it was to whisper something in her lovely ear and then proceed to allow her to experience it or just too just take her right then and there on the table…

Leaning forward he took his cup and quickly poured the liquid down his throat.

She tilted her head to the side and looked at him, "So thirsty?"

"Perhaps a little."

He looked her up and down and was once more glad that he had gotten this particular chiton. He loved how her one shoulder, the one he was closest to, had no strap…although he had noticed that her hair was currently hiding it from his view. He did like her hair, it was soft and quite beautiful, but right now he wanted to see that shoulder. Reaching towards her he noticed that though she stiffened she did not move in the slightest, which could most definitely be a good thing. He slid his fingers down her hair and slowly moved it off her shoulder, "I do not think we should do your shoulder a disservice and cover it up do you?"

He placed his finger lightly on her neck and then slowly moved it from her neck and down her shoulder barely touching the skin. As he did so he watched her eyelids flutter shut. Leaning down slowly he pressed a gentle kiss on her shoulder and as he did so he inhaled taking in that scent of lavender and vanilla that still seemed to be there. Moving closer to her slowly allowed him to move his finger up and slowly trace her jaw without her realizing it. He let out a breath which she must have felt because she stiffened up and began to move away.

"Shh." He murmured against her skin. He placed another kiss by her ear and slid his body closer even more. With one of his hands he started stroking her hair while his other slowly moved down her arm and then back up, moving over and touching her jaw again.

Without any prompt from him she tilted her face to him and a sigh escaped her lips. Her eyes were still closed as her body relaxed just a bit more. He moved closer to her lips but before he was able to touch them he was alerted that someone from Nathaniel was in his throne room waiting to speak with him. He was about to ignore it when he realized that it was apparently urgent.

He clenched his jaw and moved away from his soon to be Queen, "I'll be back."

The moment he spoke the words the spell that had settled over the two of them broke and he saw her eyes snap open and easily turn her look from one of almost pleasure to one of anger and loathing. His only thought as he moved out of the room was that he wanted to wring someone's neck.

She had been relaxed. She was almost willing to move just a bit further with him. He would take that. He had never put out so much effort for anyone. He had to almost fight with her every step of the way, though he was actually quite glad for that because it made things interesting. He frowned as he once more remembered how calm she'd been. The fire was there, even in this recently decided version of herself where she was calm he could see the flashes in her eyes, but she was trying to hide the flame and pretend that nothing was there.

The cool exterior, the fire below.

He once more mentally threatened whoever had interrupted them. However once he saw who it was he knew he couldn't do that. Eric stood looking at one of the paintings. No matter what Chuck couldn't be angry with Eric, he was one of the few Gods whose company he enjoyed.

"Eric. What is so urgent that I had to rush down here?" He moved over and sat on his throne all the while watching the messenger God.

Eric moved closer to the throne, "You have two thrones now." It wasn't a question, but a statement to which Chuck didn't reply. After another minute Eric spoke up again, "How have you been? I have not seen you since the last festival."

"Things have been…well."

Eric sighed, "I know Chuck."

"You know what?"

"I know that you kidnapped Blair and have her down here somewhere."

Chuck thought this over a minute. Nathaniel already knew that he had Blair; there was no reason for him to get more involved. Unless…

"Is there a point?"

His mouth dropped and it took him a few minutes to get back to what he was going to say, "Eleanor wants her daughter back."

"Well that's too bad. She's not leaving."

"Chuck, Eleanor is demanding her daughter."

"Is that my problem?"

"You did take her."

"I took what should and will be mine. Nothing wrong with that."

Eric shook his head, "You can't take people. She needs to go back to her Mother."

"She doesn't need that."

"Why in the world did you take her to begin with?" Chuck didn't say a word. He wasn't going to express his overwhelming desire to have Blair all to himself in front of anyone. He wasn't able to understand the complete hold that she seemed to have on him. All he knew was that he wanted her and he was going to have her. He would make her his and no one, not even her Mother was going to stop him. "Chuck, why would you do that to her? She's completely innocent."

Chuck snorted, though Blair was indeed innocent in the realm of physical relations, she was still quite devious in all other aspects. Of course she had her innocent side there too, but he knew that she was cunning and would do what she could to get her way. Eric glared at Chuck, "This isn't funny. Where is Blair?" He began looking around the room as if Blair was going to materialize.

"You won't find her."

"What did you do with her?"

"She's someplace that only I know, and no one else is going to have her. I'm done here."

Chuck stood up but didn't move when Eric began talking, "What am I going to tell them?"

"Nathaniel and Eleanor?" Eric nodded and remained silent as Chuck responded, "Tell them she is where she should be. And I'm not letting her go."

With that Chuck turned and began heading back to Blair leaving Eric behind.

Blair watched as Chuck disappeared. Once he was gone she stood up quickly ashamed that she had enjoyed herself and actually wanted him to kiss her. Her body needed to be in more control, and she needed to be further away from him. Moving quickly out of the dining room she looked over down the hall where it led to the throne room. She knew that he had gone down that way so she wasn't going to try going down there, it would only put her in reach of his hands.

Looking around she saw that her only options were his bedroom, the bathing room and her...closet. Without thinking twice about it Blair hurried into her closet, which wasn't really a closet, it was more of a room. Once there she shut the door and inhaled slowly a few times. She moved over and sat down to try and shake herself from her thoughts that still lingered on him.

She wasn't sure what was wrong with her, he had kidnapped her and she didn't want anything to do with him. Then again it was just her body. She hadn't had any physical relations in any way other then some hugs, and that was far too common place. That kind that he kept providing was all new, that was surely the only reason she was responding. And although she had decided to keep that reasoning something deep down was still there telling her it was more.

Ignoring the voice would be the best option. Besides if she wasn't so…nice…to him perhaps there wouldn't be this issue. She had to be to get him to allow her to wonder freely without him following her. It was a step, that's all it was she decided as she started changing into a very simple robe. Once she got him to allow her more freedom then she could wonder around and find a way to escape, unless her Mother got to her first.

But until then she had to be careful. Considering what had almost happened at the table she knew that she was done for the evening. Once she had changed she brushed through her hair and settled down on her couch where she had been resting each night. So far Chuck hadn't come and tried anything on her, he hadn't even moved her. In fact the past two days when she was in here he seemed to leave her alone. She wasn't sure how much longer that would last; though perhaps he would finally realize that she was a lost cause and move on.

Either way she didn't want to deal with him anymore that evening. She put down her brush as she realized that it wasn't that she didn't want to, more that she couldn't deal with him. If he had not left so abruptly she might have done something she would have regretted. It was then that Blair realized that she would have to try and stay away from him. No more physical contact, not that there was much before.

She still hadn't figured a way out and that was frustrating her even more. Chuck had made it very clear that the only way she was leaving was with his permission, and she had a feeling that since he decided that she was 'his', she would never be leaving.

The young Goddess was still waiting for Nathaniel to come through and help out her Mother. Surely they wouldn't be much longer. Blair missed the sky and the sun still. She missed the plants that actually looked alive. She missed all the beautiful flowers. She had none here. The beautiful daisy that she had put behind her ear and the beautiful flower, her favorite flower that she had finally discovered had disappeared on her way to the Underworld.

After finally finding her perfect flower…she wouldn't be able to ask her Mother about it.

She shook her head firmly trying to make sure that she realized that she would indeed see her Mother because she would be rescued from this place. Besides she couldn't do anything here but change and bathe, she couldn't even eat. She still hadn't eaten anything though she wanted to. The food looked quite beautiful and it smelled delicious, but she was not going to cave. There was nothing he could do to make her cave.

There was the traitorous thought that crossed her mind that if he decided to do certain things…touch her the way he had those few times…that she might cave.

Shaking herself of it she realized that she only had to worry if she was near him and that was one thing she would try to remedy. Though she knew that it might be difficult to be both the sweet girl and the girl who wanted no one to touch her she knew that it would be worth it in the end.

She only wished she did have something else she could do while she waited Nathaniel and her Mother. She was dreadfully bored and hoped that she could have something to do to pass the time. Something that didn't result in spending all of her time with him. Blair knew that she wouldn't be able to do anything at the moment and decided to let herself sleep.

Chuck moved back up the stairs. He was glad that he had to permit access into the Underworld. Things wouldn't go so well if just anyone could come down. So Eleanor knew, and had apparently gone to Nathaniel, which of course meant that Eleanor knew that Nathaniel had known and was trying to use it to his advantage.

Though he liked Eric he was still upset that it had interfered with an almost willing kiss from Blair. He could remember how soft her lips had felt against his. He very much wanted to be able to touch her lips again, and have her want him. It had seemed so close, though since he had to leave he was sure that she had retreated back to herself and was now even more closed off.

He stopped by the doors to the dining room.

It was empty.

She was gone.

He turned around and looked over at her room; she had to be in there. She had been in there the past couple of nights. Frowning he went over and knocked on the door. After a moment he heard an annoyed, "What?"

There was the fire that he had grown accustomed to, "You have disappeared, are you done with dinner?"

He could practically hear her roll her eyes, "I was not hungry, and do you not remember any of the things we spoke of?"

"I remember everything your mouth has done."

"Well the only thing I have actually done with my mouth was use words with you."

Chuck couldn't believe that Blair had actually said that, "What other uses have you considered for your mouth other than words."

"Nothing! I-I'm tired."

"Then we should go to bed."

"I'm not stopping you."

"Will you open the door?"

"Why should I? I might not be properly dressed."

"Then I really do wish for the door to be open now."

He really wanted to know what her facial expressions were as they were speaking. He was fairly positive that he could guess on certain ones, but there were some that he wanted to see. He finally heard a sigh from her, "It's too bad, I'm already dressed and am about to fall into a deep slumber."

Chuck reached for the doorknob and then paused. All he wanted to do was go in there and pick her up and take her to his bed to make her completely his. But each time he started moving towards that direction he would realize that she wouldn't be willing and he wanted a willing and ready Queen. Blair was all the other things he wanted for a Queen, now it was just that one part.

Unfortunately Chuck wasn't sure how to do that since all women usually threw themselves at him. She was not. She was staying far from him. But she was affected by him, physically at least, and that had to mean something.

He would allow her this night, but tomorrow some things were changing. First she wasn't going to be sleeping in there anymore. And second he needed to do something, to give her something; he just wasn't sure what it was yet.

Eleanor stood exactly where she had been standing when Eric left. She could tell that Nathaniel was more than uncomfortable and she could care less. He let her daughter get stolen away and then said nothing about it. He was lucky that she had given him this chance to go and get her daughter. Vanessa had tried to get Eleanor to take a seat but she had refused. What did Vanessa know about having one very precious daughter? She couldn't know. Eleanor looked towards the entrance hoping to find Eric coming through. No such luck.

"Please Eleanor, take a seat. Surely I can get you something?"

Eleanor glared at Vanessa getting more annoyed with this request the third time it had been spoken, "The only thing I want is my daughter. Unless you can produce her this instance I suggest you cease your insufficient questions."

A few minutes later Eric entered the room…slowly. Nathaniel stood up from his throne, "Eric, I'm so glad you are back."

"Where is my daughter?"

The Messenger God opened his mouth and then closed it. He looked at Nathaniel, Vanessa and then at Eleanor. His mouth turned down and he looked at the floor before looking back the way he came. "She's in the Underworld."

"We know Eric. Does Eleanor need to get her?" Nathaniel asked.

"Chuck said that Blair is where she should be and he's not letting her go."

"What?" Eleanor could barely contain the anger anymore. She was near her breaking point.

"He…that's what he said and he left."

"Did you see her?"

"Well…no, however Chuck informed me that she was indeed there, he's just not going to let her go."

Eleanor whirled around to face Nathaniel, "Go and get her!"

"But…I really…I need…"

"Nathaniel, you helped. Go talk to Chuck."

Nathaniel looked between Vanessa, Eleanor and Eric, "No."

"What?"

"Look, we can't get her and…maybe there is a reason. Chuck will give her back when he's ready."

"I will not let my daughter be used."

"I'm not using her. Chuck, well…listen that is my final say."

Nathaniel got up and began to walk out of the room. Eleanor glared at him, "If you leave this room and do nothing about my daughter then you will be sorry that you even set eyes on my daughter."

He put his hands up in a placating way, "I'm sorry, but there is nothing that I can do."

"There is everything you can do." Eleanor set her chin high determined, "Fine, then we'll do this your way."

Confusion filled Nathaniel's face, "Really?"

"You take everything from me. I'll do the same."

And before he had a chance to respond Eleanor left Mount Olympus and began her descent to the world below. Since they were keeping her child from her she would repay the favor. Her heart ached with the loss of her daughter. She was done; her breaking point had been reached. Nothing was good now, looking around she only saw bleakness. She passed a grove of trees that were only just barely starting, instead of nurturing them she casually passed a hand over the area and slowly the branches began drooping.

Slowly she moved through the world allowing plants to slowly retreat back within thmselves. She had already moved past parts that should have a dark green on the leaves in the trees, but once she moved past the leaves began to change color.

She could hear snatches of conversation, "The leaves shouldn't be that color." "I don't know what happened, I only just planted them." "If the plants die, I'm afraid we'll have nothing to eat."

Eleanor tried to drain out those conversations; they were the last thing she wanted to hear. She didn't like to hurt all these plants or cause the world to be in the state that it would soon find itself, but at this point she really didn't care.

Her thoughts shifted back to Blair. She knew that her daughter hadn't run away. Kidnapped! How could anyone do that to her daughter? Especially Charles. God of the Underworld.

Eleanor continued her massacre of the world and realized that she wasn't sure that Blair would come back the way she had been before. Eleanor would love her still the same, but Charles…there wouldn't be any reason for him to continue trying to find another woman.

As she made her way through the last section of Earth she felt herself lean against the barren tree, she needed for her daughter to be alright. She calmed her breathing down and looked out at the field of brown in front of her. Soon enough the weather would turn really cool and there might even is a blanket of snow in no time.

Looking up at the sky she hoped the snow would come soon enough. Perhaps Nathaniel's followers would give up on him, she could only hope. One thing she did hope for was that her daughter would make it through the unbearable time that she would be spending underground. She only hoped that her daughter would be fine by the time she got her. And if they still refused…then it would be a permanent winter.