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But … Here I'm with more Chuck and Blair for you guys!

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But I got a question for you! Yes. You who is going to read this chapter!

I watched Gossip Girl season 1 and there's one episode where Chuck hit his head. After that he is in his limo with an ice scotch and Blair helps him.

Do you have any idea of what I'm talking about?

Or I just imagined this episode?

Please…I really want to know! If you remember send me the answer trough the reviews!

Thank you so much!

Previously

I don't want to go to a hospital.

Here. Take my phone and call Doctor Dean. Everything is going to be fine. I'm not going to a hospital.

But…

3. Chapter – Sexy Doctors, IV Fluids and Ambulance Riders.

She put him on bed and went to pick up his phone. She exited the room, dialed the number and listened to a female voice.

Hi. May I speak with Doctor Dean, please?

Yes. The woman on the other side spoke.

This is in the name of Chuck Bass. Blair said.

I can send a car in 10 minutes. Was the last thing the voice said before hanging up.

Okay. Thanks. I guess. She said looking at the phone.

I talked with the doctor's office. They will send a car in 10 minutes. She told Serena who was leaving his room with an empty glass.

Great, he asked me for water. I'm going to pick it up, okay? She said.

Sure.

Chuck's Bedroom

His head was resting on the mattress. He had a small cold cloth on his forehead and a blanket over his body. His eyes were closed, but she could tell that he was awake.

You had a night mare. Not a question. More like a statement.

Hun…He didn't open his eyes.

I didn't know that was something that scared Chuck Bass. She teased.

What are you talking about? I was dreaming about you. He bit back.

She was ready to answer when a voice on the intercom startled her.

Miss Waldorf? Doctor Dean is here.

Send him in.

Then a beautiful, dress to kill redheaded entered the room holding a doctor's bag.

I think you have the wrong room, miss…Blair looked disapprovingly to the woman.

You can call me Doctor Deanna; Bass here on the other hand like to call me differently.She said.

Doctor D. He smirked.

Chuck. She said with a smile and a softer voice.

What's wrong this time?

Do you know her? Blair tried really hard not to sound jealously.

Let's say she is the family's doctor.He joked.

What are you feeling? Doctor D asked business tone.

Cold, hot, sweating, head spinning. Chuck sounded exhausted.

He woke up with a 104.3 fever, threw up on the bathroom, fainted, I gave him a cold bath, bring his fever down a little, 2 cold pills and he went to sleep. He was having a nightmare and throw up again. Didn't have anything after that and his fever is now 105.3. She cut him.

OMG what do we have here? Catch your breath, kiddo. Doctor D mocked.

I think for the first time Bass you're actually in good hands. I'll run a quick exam and set up an IV line. She threw Blair a questioning look.

It's really necessary? He asked.

You heard her. 105.3. We don't mess with a fever this high. IV fluids or hospitals!

But there will be needles. He sounded really childish.

Don't worry I'll be quick.

Blair was taken aback - Chuck Bass afraid of needles. This was getting better and better.

I don't want her here. He pouted.

Please wait outside, Miss Waldorf. The doctor said.

She was shocked to hear that, but waited outside without any further comments.

After 15 minutes.

You did pretty good Blair. Can I call you that way? The doctor was actually being nice to her.

Yeah. Why not. She sounded bitter.

His IV fluids should last at least 3 hours can you please send someone to change it after that? Doctor D asked.

What do you mean by someone? I'll be here. Blair was outrageous.

You'll do an excellent doctor material, you know that? Doctor D winked at her.

I…thanks. She said shyly. How long have you known Chuck?

A while. I was at med school when his mother died.

Oh. They looked at each other silently.

If things get out of control, call me, anytime. This must be a very bad case of the flu, but I don't want things to get messy. You just make sure to change his IV on time and everything must be okay tomorrow.

Okay. Thanks. Doctor Deanna.

You can call me Doctor Dean.

She entered the room as silent as she could.

Blair? Chuck's voice was so tiny.

Yes?

Just making sure.

So you know her? She asked.

She is a good doctor. No judgments. He answered.

And you are afraid of needles. I thought with all the drugs… She hesitated.

Smoke, sniff…pills – hell yes, but I don't do needles. He admitted and sounded like a lost little boy to her.

Okay. Why don't you go for a shut eye now? She suggested.

He grabbed her hand and almost made her jump with fright.

Would you stay? His eyes heavy with sleep.

I… She didn't want to leave, just yet.

Would you stay with me? Please? He was almost sleeping now.

Yes, Chuck. I'll stay.

Thanks. And he was sleeping.

Later.

She must have drifted off to sleep herself.

It was dark outside when she woke up holding hands with a sleeping Chuck.

Oh god. She whispered.

He stirred a little, but didn't wake. She looked at the clock and saw that she had forgotten about his IV.

F…. She cursed.

She changed the bag and made sure everything was okay, and hoped that Bass will be alright in the morning. So she could blackmail him with all this sickness material. She left as silent as she could and went home.

Blair

She didn't have a good night of sleep though. Dreams of a dying Chuck made her really cranky in the morning. Hoping to see him up and about at school she busied herself into looking at least adorable to his eyes. She was a little bit late so she couldn't spot Bass at the boy's corridor.

The classes spent like a blur and before she could control it, she was texting Nate.

[10:27 – Blair]: Have U Seen Chuck? B.

Fell moments later.

[10:29 – Nate]: No. He wasn't at school.

This sent all her alarms on. Something was wrong, really wrong.

Chuck

He woke up with a dull headache. The ones you have when you had too much to drink, but he was quite sure he didn't have anything to drink since the scotch with Vanessa.

That thought brought all the memories.

Blair. Vanessa. His father. Blair. Now his head was aching full force.

A fever. He had a fever. And Blair was there. Was everything a dream?

He looked at his arm and saw a long gone IV line. No. he had help, her help. She was there for him. Despite himself he was smiling. Things can turn around after all, Chuck Bass.

He was contemplating calling for room service for a large breakfast, when he decided to take a bath first - A shower more precisely.

He got up slowly and adjusted his head to his spinning room, and made to the bathroom without problems. He looked at himself in the mirror and was glad he decided for it first.

He looked like death warmed over. A shower will do him good.

After a good shower he left the box feeling almost his back self.

But a wave of dizziness made him think otherwise. He remembered that he didn't have anything to eat in the last 48 hours. His last thought before he smashed his head against the sink was:

F… I should have had something to eat.

She was panicking… no good! She got in his room running.

When she entered it and didn't see his form on the bed. Her panic only increased.

She heard the water running on the bathroom - The shower.

Chuck. Answer me. Panic.

Nothing.

If this is one of your pranks. You'll be in serious trouble, Bass. Fear.

She opened the bathroom door and screamed in terror. Chuck was out cold on the titled floor a small pool of blood on the left side of his head.

Chuck wake up. Blair had tears in her eyes.

His pulse was there, but his breathing was shallow. She was panicking. Think Waldorf Think.

She took her phone and dialed.

Doctor Dean? She cried.

Yes. The same female voice answered.

It's Blair Waldorf and I need your help. She was almost screaming now.

I'm sending an ambulance.

TBC…?

So I'm not sure about this, but I have an idea to finished it…I think one more chapter will be enough.

But should I continue? I think I can torture him forever. (*evil grin*)

*Writer's note:

About the italic, bold and everything… suspensegirl and MaritzaMarkle mentioned and I'd like to know if anybody else want me to change the way I'm posting. I thought this way would be easier to indicate the dialogues, but if it's confusing I can change it.

Let me know…