A/N: okay people so here it is, another chapter. I only got like 5 reviews again. Which is not good but I decided since there is at least 5 ppl I will just write the story for those 5. But please review, review, review. I will continue the story but it won't be that much longer. I'm currently rewriting The Life Of Amanda Bass again because I fell I can do it better. So check it out, whenever it comes up. When I finished this story I will continue on my prince and what happens in Vegas.
Warning! There are spoilers in it from the twilight saga.
3 months later, Blair is 4½ month pregnant.
I took a deep breath before turning the knob of the door to my hotel room. I entered the room, the familiar feeling on sadness and loneliness filling up my entire body. This happened every night, and I was almost at the point where I had gotten used to it, but it still hurt to think about just how lonely I actually was. The first couple of nights the feeling had overwhelmed me and I had almost called chuck, just to hear his voice, to imagine he was still there for me, cared for me and wanted me with him. Then my thoughts would go to Isabella, how big of a disappointment her mother was, and for a moment I would sit back and hope that Chuck's new love would be better for her, able to be the mother I would never be, and then I would look down at my stomach, that was home to yet another child with a lousy mother, this one just wasn't fortunate enough to be taken away for something better.
As you probably already realized my self esteem is about 0. I feel horrible, like the worst person in the world and it harms the baby I'm carrying, because I hardly ever get around to eat and sleeping is nearly impossible. A few weeks ago I made the biggest mistake. Because I couldn't sleep I went out and bought the first books in English I could find, I bought all four books in the twilight saga and read them over a week, the books only made me feel worse, envy Bella for the love Edward had for her, the way even Jacob loved her. Just a simple girl, lucky enough to be loved by two so incredibly men in such an amazing way. Whenever I would fall asleep I would dream of myself with such a love that Bella and Edward shared, the love people were willing to die for, a love that never faded. A love so opposite to the kinds of love I had always known.
From my mother's uncaring ways of loving me, to my dad, who actually had shown be a little of that love but he left me which only showed that the strong unbreakable love wasn't there either. Then there was Nate's way of loving me, or rather owning me, with Nate it wasn't even close to being the love I now dreamt of every night, or at least every time I would sleep.
Chuck, however was a complete different story. You could probably say the love had been there, but it still hadn't been totally completely the same, because to Chuck it was all just a game, a game he simply had to win. Perhaps I felt that kind of love for him, but what was that kind of love worth if it wasn't mutual? Chuck perhaps was my Edward but I wasn't his Bella so the story was different.
There were two kinds of love however in the books I could relate too. The feeling of sister love that I felt for Serena. The way that even when we were fighting I would love her, kind of like the bond between Alice and Bella. But my strongest relation was too how Bella loved Renesmee, the exact same way I love Isabella and the child under my heart. A unbreakable love, you would suffer for. I left Isabella with Chuck, because I know she's better off with him and without me. I did everything to forget about myself and only think about her safety. Much like Bella does in the books. And even though I was able to relate there, the books made the pain in me even worse.
I suffered every day. The time would pass much to slowly, and I knew, if I kept living this way I would end up killing myself. But what other choice did I have? I had decided to do this and I couldn't just go back. This was my own decision and now I would just have to live with it. There wasn't much else to do really.
So I continued this sad pattern of life, slowly but surely ruining myself and my unborn child's life, but what id didn't ruin was Isabella and Chuck's chance of happiness. I owed them both that much.
With Chuck in New York.
"fucking no its not okay, you wasted 3 months and what did you find. That she lived at the plaza hotel under another name. Well damn good work, but that doesn't really help me find her now does it?" Chuck shouted in the phone.
The private investigator apologized over and over on the other end, but Chuck was too angry to think things through.
"I don't want to hear it, you have a month and while you try to find her, I will find another investigator who might be able to do what he's paid to do" Chuck shouted, before hanging up. He was sick of this. How hard could it possibly be to find her. Sure she had done her best to make sure he didn't and even asked him not to but she didn't know him very well if she believed he would just sit back and let her vanish of the earths surface. No he was going to find her, even if he had to travel the globe himself, so be it.
Also the fact he was under time pressure made things worse, he had to find her before the baby was due. He couldn't bare if she had to go through another delivery without him.
He shivered at the thought and leaned back in his chair, looking at the three frames on his desk. The first was a picture of himself and Isabella, the second was the ultrasound picture of his and Blair's second child, and the third was a picture of himself and Blair at Bart and Lilly's birthday.
He sighed, life sucked without her. The only reason he would get up in the morning and be alive was the girl on the first picture, the little girl who owned the second biggest part of his heart. The biggest part of course belonged to the girl's mother, it was ridiculous how it had taken him such a long time to figure that out. Everything would have been much easier if he from the beginning had known what the feeling he had with Blair was. But no one ever though him about love. His own father had been cold heated and immune to love ever since the death of his wife and Chucks mother. Chuck wished he had gotten to meet his father while his mother was still alive, to be able to see why a person could have actually wanted to spend her life with him. He smiled to himself, happy that he hadn't turned out as his father.
The credit he gave to Blair, without her, everything would have been different. If she had stayed with Nate, Chuck would have ended like his father. The thought made him shiver, even though the temperature in his office was high. And maybe if he didn't find Blair, in the end he would end up like Bart anyway.
This thought made him even more determined to find her. He picked up the phone again, pressing for his secretary.
"Yes Mr. Bass?" the voice of his secretary Marie floated through the phone.
"I need you to find the three best private investigators in world. I don't care if they're from Australia, I just need them on the phone by the end of the day. This is top priority, the only thing you have to do today. Just find me the three best okay?" he asked and took a deep breath when he finished. If 3 wasn't enough he would hire 3 more, and keep doing everything in his power to find her within 4½ month. Preferably less.
"Certainly Mr. Bass" Marie said before hanging up. Chuck decided there weren't anything else he could do today, so before he went completely crazy he should pick up Isabella from Serena's house.
Serena had been in shock over the news of Blair's leaving. Then she had been hurt for days and now she was angry. Angry over the fact that her best friend, who was practically a sister, would leave without saying good bye or anything.
It was hard dealing with the angry Serena, when he himself couldn't find a way to blame Blair for what she had done. He knew it was his own fault so why would he even consider being angry at her. She only did it because she thought everyone was better off without her.
Chuck hissed to himself under his breath, nothing was better without her and he would make sure she knew that.
2½ months later with Chuck and Isabella
"Daddy, why haven't you found mommy yet?" he little girl asked from her seat in his lap. Her eyes looked up, staring into his owns, the two pair of eyes now locked together showed the same emotion.
Sadness
Isabella had spent many nights blaming herself for her mother's vanishing, she would cry herself to sleep most nights and Chuck would sit helplessly by her side and watch her cry, watch her sleep and finally sleep for a limited time himself. He knew he looked like hell. Serena had told him, Karen had told him, hell even Lily had said it out loud.
But it didn't matter, as long as she wasn't there, nothing really mattered. The only thing that did was finding her, within the limited time they had to do so.
It was getting worse for Chuck every day, knowing that with each day that passed they came closer to the deadline. He hated that she had made such an effort to make thins impossible for him.
One of the three investigators he had hired 2½ month ago had been almost certain she was to be found in Sweden, but even though Chuck had all the investigators he had hired go to Sweden to find her it had been impossible but at least now one thing was sure, she was not in Sweden.
Chuck had actually almost lost count of how many investigators he actually had on this case, every second week he would hire more because the ones he already had couldn't find her. He had people all over the world looking for her. Each day made him more depressed and eager to find her. At one point he had almost decided to go himself but all the people he had on the case advised him to stay at home if she decided to come back. Chuck highly doubted that, she wouldn't go through that much trouble hiding herself, to just one day walk into the apartment, but he had listened to them and stayed out of it. But he knew he wouldn't be able to do that for much longer.
"Bella baby, you know how I explained that the world is so big and mommy is just one tiny person among 6 billion people, it takes time to go through all the places and then your mother is very good at hiding" Chuck tried to explain. Having Bella was the hardest part, to explain things to her and do his best to keep himself together for her. It was probably a good thing she was there, otherwise he would have lost his mind.
But it was destroying them both quickly. Isabella because she felt to guilty for everything and Chuck for the fact that she wasn't there. Even when she had been with Rupert it had been easier, because at least he knew where she was and was able to see her. Now she was completely gone and he had no idea how he would cope if they didn't find her. He couldn't life without her but Bella couldn't life without him.
1 month later with Blair, she's now 8 months pregnant.
Blair's pov.
"Yes so Miss Waldorf you should be perfectly fine, and I guess I won't see you until the day" the doctor smiled at me. I sat up and started to adjust my clothes.
"So everything is totally fine?" I asked, I was paranoid. I had to know everything was 100% okay before I would even start to believe that.
My new doctor, whose name was impossible for me to pronounce, so I just referred to her as doctor, smiled at me. She probably had her fair share of paranoid mothers.
"I assure you Miss Waldorf, you have absolutely nothing to worry about" she assured me once again, in her fat Danish accent.
Yeah Danish accent. A couple of months ago I had to leave Sweden behind for something else, and I couldn't bare going far. I had gotten attached to the Scandinavian air. Anyway, the investigator who had come to Sweden to look for me, had left for the states when he wasn't able to find me.
I knew it was kind of stupid hiding like this, but I felt kind of like I had too and Denmark was actually pretty great. It was pricy sure but I had the money, the people were so amazingly friendly and the food pretty good. The only minus was the language.
But I was lucky enough to find a very good doctor who spoke perfect English, the accent just always made me smile.
"okay I trust you" I finally said with a smile before standing up, picking up my 4.5 inch Bottega Veneta heels. Even with the huge stomach, I managed to balance on them. However I did catch the disapproving look from the doctor.
"Blair, I would advise you to cut down on the heels and invest in some flat shoes" she said with a slight smile.
I nodded my head, "yeah I probably should" I agreed. I knew that was probably the best idea but I hadn't gotten around to it. I was busy hiding from Chuck's crazy investigators.
"good, so I will see you in about a month" the doctor said with a smile before leading me out.
Half an hour later I was at my hotel. I had decided that living in the capital probably wasn't the best idea, so I lived half an hour outside Copenhagen, but the best English speaking doctor I could find was in Copenhagen. I had rented a car to drive there.
The hotel I had found, was okay. A dumpster compared to the palace but none the less okay. Denmark was less extravagant than America but I enjoyed being able to go outside in a pair of worn out jeans and a grey sweatshirt , without getting weird looks and comments. I had bought 5 pairs of flats, and only one of them was from a known designer, the other 4 pairs were simply just shoes I had bought for practically nothing.
The weather was almost like New York, it was windy and cold but bearable. I could imagine myself living here for a long period of time actually without getting sick of it.
And now I had too, I couldn't leave before the baby was born so I was stuck here, a fact that I pretty much enjoyed. Chuck would never find me here, which made me relax and stop worrying all the time. I lived completely isolated, the only human contact was with the people working at the hotel and my doctor.
I spend all my waken hours reading, everything I could get in English and I had even started reading some books teaching Danish. It was almost impossible for me but at least I tried.
I still didn't sleep much, dreams of Chuck hunted me which made sleep a less important thing day by day. I got bigger and bigger all the time and at the moment I thought of myself as a whale. Thank god Chuck had never seen me like this, I looked horrible.
But then the thing I loved most about Denmark came in handy again; no one really cared how I looked.
With Chuck 1 week later, 3 weeks till Blair is due.
"So you found her or you didn't, it's a very simple question" Chuck said into the phone irritated.
"Yes Mr. Bass we believe we have indeed found her. She lived in Stockholm the first couple of months but when we came there, she figured it out and left Sweden" the investigator explained.
"Well I knew that 2 weeks ago" Chuck pointed out madly, this was taking too long and his time was running up. Who knew, she could have already had the child.
"Yes Mr. Bass, I know. So we went through Norway, Finland, Germany and every other option we could think off, but then a few days ago one of my men realized we had forgotten a small but insanely important country, right under Sweden" The investigator explained, his voice enthusiastic.
"yea…" Chuck said nervously, what if they had actually found her? Maybe he would be able to make it in time.
"So I had every single employee of mine go to Denmark and search for her, and since the country is rather small it didn't take us long to find the clue we have been waiting for" the investigator went on.
"So you found her?" Chuck wanted him to confirm it, tell him exactly where she was and what she had been up too.
"not exactly but we are closer than ever" the investigator said, Chuck felt the anger return.
"WHAT?" he shouted angrily through the phone.
"Well you see, we found her doctor, but finding her is a better more tricky" the investigator explained.
"Your joking right?" Chuck asked furious.
"I'm afraid not sir, but I do have some good news" the investigator said quickly, clearly he was scared to death by the angry Chuck Bass.
"what?" Chuck asked, still furious.
"Well, we spoke to her doctor, and she confirmed that Blair hasn't given birth yet and she is ordered to stay in Denmark until the baby is born which should be in about three weeks, so we still have time. We can have you here by tomorrow afternoon if you wish so" the investigator said quickly not daring to slow down.
Chuck felt a smile form on his face, he still had time and now he knew where she was.
"Perfect, I will be on the first flight tonight and I will expect you in the airport waiting" Chuck said, his voice calm and business like again. The anger almost gone.
"certainly Mr. Bass" he managed to choke out before Chuck hung up the phone, only to deal another number.
"Hello?" the phone was answered after three rings.
"Good morning sis, I need you to do something for me" Chuck said with a smile.
1½ hour later he found himself on his private plane traveling towards Denmark. He had dropped of Isabella at Serena's house, explaining everything to both of them. Serena had been reluctant, she wanted to have Blair back but was still insanely mad at her.
Isabella had wished him good luck, kissed his cheek and hugged him tightly for minutes.
And just before he left she whispered the four most amazing words.
"I love you daddy"
With Blair the next day.
I felt oddly getting out of bed this morning. Everything seemed different. The weird phone call from the lobby insisting I should stay in my room all day without giving an explanation.
But it actually fitted me perfectly to stay in bed, the huge amount of extra weight added to my body made everything more complicated and after walking a meter to too I felt about ready to pass out.
So when my doctor called me around noon, and told me to be at the clinic as soon as possible, everything seemed even more weird. She had said herself she didn't need to see my until the day I was due, and that was 3 weeks from now.
I decided however it was best to do whatever she said, and ordered a taxi to drive me to Copenhagen, it would be expensive but if it was about my child, I would pay anything.
It took a little over half an hour due to heavy traffic, as expected the bill was enormous but as I had said before, money shouldn't be a problem.
I knocked on the door twice before entering, finding my doctor behind her desk, a smile upon her face.
"Good afternoon Blair, I am so truly sorry to interrupt you today. I know you must have other things to do" the doctor started to apologize.
"it's not a problem, is it about the baby?" I asked nervously.
"partly, the reason why it was so urgent for you to come here, is because I have someone who really wanted to see you" the doctor started. I looked at her weirdly.
"…apparently it's really urgent so I agreed to help. I think this will help your pregnancy too" the doctor continued before I was able to ask question.
Everything was too weird for me, I didn't even think about chuck or any of his investigators.
"so when do I meet this person?" I asked weirdly, things were going around in my head and I wasn't able to think clearly.
"right now" the doctor said before standing up, opening the door.
I stared at the door intensely.
As said before, I hadn't thought of the possibility of it being chuck, not until he stepped through the door at least.
A/N: hope you liked it ;D sorry bout the twilight thing, I just love those books and I'm sorry about the spoilers I just got inspired. I read all the books and they are so amazing, if you haven't read them yet you really should. So please review. Thanks.