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Chuck had no idea what he was doing or where he was going. His heart and mind were stuck on finding Blair. He ran through the wilderness, ducking branches and going around bushes. He would find Blair or die.

He stopped for a moment to catch his breath. He pulled out his phone to look at the time. Blair had been gone for nearly three hours. How was he ever going to catch up? He didn't even know where he was going.

He looked at his phone again, but this time saw his phone's wallpaper. It was a picture of himself and Blair on their wedding day. Chuck closed his eyes tightly.

"You can't wear a purple tux, Chuck," Blair rolled her eyes at her husband-to-be.

"Why? Our colors are purple and white?" Chuck pointed out.

"I am not going to marry the purple people eater. You can wear a black tux with a bow tie. Look at this," Blair shoved her mother's sketch book in Chuck's lap.

Chuck and Blair were planning their wedding. Blair agreed to purple and white being their colors because she wanted to please Chuck. To be honest, She had become fond of the color purple.

They had sat with wedding planners, galore, to try to prepare the most lavish and beautiful wedding that New York had ever seen. Blair, of course, put her mother in charge of designing their clothes. So far, everything looked amazing. Then Chuck had to go and ruin everything by announcing that he was going to wear a purple tux. Blair allowed him everything, but she couldn't handle him wearing a purple tux, it would completely throw off the aesthetics.

"Fine," He agreed. They had been arguing for an hour and Chuck was tired. He wanted Blair to be happy, so he gave her her way.

"Thank you," Blair scoffed and then yawned. Finally, he was seeing reason.

"Give me a kiss," Chuck said and leaned in.

"No," She was much too mad at him."You don't deserve it."

"How can I not deserve it? I gave you your way." Chuck leaned in again, but was not granted what he wanted most.

"You argued with me for an hour." Blair stated calmly, and she ducked his advances to her lips.

"I will be arguing with you for another ten hours if you don't give me my kiss!"Chuck leaned toward her more forcefully. Blair got up and backed away. "Waldorf! Get back here and kiss me!" Chuck warned. Blair now found this to be quite amusing so she skipped around their apartment. Then she saw Chuck was not amused, so she came back, sat on his lap and kissed him tenderly.

"That's my girl," Chuck captured her lips again.

"I'm going to kiss you forever and ever, Bass." She caressed his face and kissed him again.

"Mmmm, you better," Chuck deepened the kiss. He then scoped her up in his arms and carried her to their bed.

"I will find you, Honey," Chuck vowed. He took off running again. His heart told him he was going the right direction.

xoxoxoxo

"That damn fool!" Officer Cano scowled at his men. "Now we have to rescue that smart-ass, son-of-a-bitch too!"

"You know, Sir, maybe that kid has a point. He seemed so sure," An officer spoke up.

"Fine! Let's follow the son-of-a-bitch, this way," Cano pointed to Chuck's tracks.

xoxoxoxo

"We is gonna break here for now. Let's do some huntin'," Cade said. "Jonah, go West, I'll go East. Horace, stay here and watch her. Ya better not 'fall' again."

Cade took his weapon and headed East.

Jonah scoffed at the idea of leaving Horace to watch Blair. Horace will jump her the second he thinks nobody is watching. He decided it was best to stay close by.

Horace was very satisfied with Cade's decision to leave him alone with Blair. He licked his lips and stared at her.

Blair noticed him gawking and cringed. She decided to ignore him, and looked at the lake in front of her. She let her mind wander to nice thoughts of Chuck. She missed him so much.

"What is this?" Blair asked Chuck when he handed her a large wrapped present.

"It's an early wedding gift," Chuck smiled as Blair ripped open the package. "You can wear these outfits on our honeymoon," Chuck had given his bride-to-be several new "outfits."

"These are the skimpiest pieces of lingerie that I have ever seen," Blair said as she looked at the lingerie piece by piece. A couple of them weren't even full pieces, more like scraps of material.

"Yes. Some of them are even quiet trashy." Chuck smirked and started imaging Blair in and out of them. He was, of course, completely proud of himself.

"I'm marrying a disgusting pig,"Blair rolled her eyes and shoved the scraps of material back in the box they came in.

"Oink oink, Baby. You know you love it," Chuck snorted and Blair a couple times and then licked the side of her face. "I'm half hound dog too."

"Or horn dog."

Blair suddenly snapped out of her daydream when a cool draft blew threw the trees. She shivered and hugged herself to keep warm. She longed to have Chuck keep her warm. She decided to keep her spirits high, and believe that he would find her.

"Youse chilly, Momma?" Horace asked and attempted to sound sexy. "I can warm ya right up,"

Blair scoffed and closed her eyes. She was almost embarrassed for him because he was such an idiot. She just ignored him and tried to think happy thoughts of Chuck.

"Cat gotcha tongue?" He smiled. Then he pounced. He pushed Blair so that her back was flat on the ground. He held her arms over her head and started kissing her neck.

"NO! STOP IT!" Blair screamed and began violently kicking her legs.

"YOU HUSH UP!" He covered her mouth his crapped lips.

Blair almost threw-up when she felt his foul tongue enter her mouth. She hoped he had not just given her a disease. Before Blair knew what happened, Horace was not on top of her anymore. She was still in a trance. She could taste him and smell him- She started vomiting. Even the taste of her own vomit, was better than him.

After she was finished, she looked up to see Horace and Jonah wrestling. The two men did break apart.

"Youse spyin' on me, little Jonah?" Horace barked.

"Ya know better than to put your hands on her!" Jonah yelled.

"I was just playin'. I would not dream of touchin' your daddy's property," The older man lunged at Jonah to make him jump. Jonah stood his ground.

"Youse lucky it was me that caught ya! Pa would kill ya!" The teen hissed and kicked dirt at Horace.

"That would be a terrible mistake. Killin' a fine fella like me, over a woman. Like I said, I's just playin'," Horace then picked up his rifle and went West to hunt. He left Jonah to watch Blair.

"Thank you," Blair said very softly. She didn't know she had an ally in Jonah.

Jonah just shied away from her, "I was just protectin' ma daddy's property. Horace his an idiot. He knows Pa would kill him."

"You still saved me," Blair smiled at the young man.

Jonah just ignored her as he prepared to light a fire. The girl seemed cold. "My Pa will turn against anybody. Right now, he is bein' nice to ya, 'cause youse new. He will turn against ya too, if ya don't start likin' him real quick." Jonah warned.

Blair just stayed quiet.

"Do you believe in God, Miss?" Jonah asked.

Blair nodded yes.

"I would start prayin' right about now, if I was you," Jonah told her, so matter-of-fact.

xoxoxoxo

Chuck found himself in the middle of the forest with no where to go. He looked around until something shiny and silver caught his eye. He went to retrieve the item. It was Blair's eyelash curler. She had been there. Chuck picked it up, kissed it, and put it in his pocket. He closed his eyes and a smile crept to his lips. He was going in the right direction.

"Who are you?" A man with a French sounding accent demanded.

"Who are you?" Chuck demanded backed. He pulled out his gun and aimed at the other man. By the looks of him, Chuck could tell this guy was about 40 years old. He looked clean and spoke good English, despite his accent. Chuck knew this couldn't be a mountain man, but he was not about to put is gun down.

"Are you working with Cade?" The man asked as he raised his hunting rifle at Chuck.

"What do you know about him? Have you seen him? Did you see a young, brunette woman with him?" Chuck asked.

The other man put his gun down. He knew exactly what Chuck was doing without having to ask, "I'm after Cade. Come to my camp, and tell me and my friends what happened to your woman. You can eat there, and in a half an hour come with us when we search for the bastard again."

Chuck put his gun down, "Thank you, but I don't have a half an hour to spare."

"Yes, you do. Trust me, you are more likely to find her with our help. I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this, but If Cade wants your woman dead, she is dead already. A half an hour will make no difference."

"Oh God," Chuck put his head in his hands.

"My name is Matteo Delage. We all have a similar story. Now it is even more important that we find the son-of-a-bitch before he hurts your woman, like he did ours'. What is your name?" Matteo extended a friendly hand to Chuck.

"I'm Chuck Bass. Cade kidnapped my wife, Blair," Chuck explained.

"Come with me this way," Matteo motioned to Chuck and was pleased when Chuck followed him. "I have studied Cade for the last two years. He is a monster that moves through this forest like a cheetah, but he's getting old."

"Why have you been studying him?" Chuck questioned.

"Three years ago, he terrorized my town. He raped and killed five women. One of them was my wife, Natalie, and the rest were my neighbors. He raped and shot my daughter as well. He left her for dead, but thankfully she survived. For a whole year the widowers sought justice, but gained nothing. The police cannot help us, because they cannot find Cade. This has left my town with no closure. I began to study. I found that he is wanted for many murders, rapes, and kidnappings on the French side his 'playground,' and on the English side." Matteo sighed after he explained everything to Chuck.

"His playground?" Chuck looked confused.

"This forest is his playground. He thinks he's a god," Matteo muttered.

Chuck looked ahead, and saw a small campground. There were tents, sleeping bags, and a lit fire in the middle. He noticed a group of seven men and one woman. The men were loading their guns and looking at their compasses. The young woman sat by the fire and warmed her hands.

"This is my daughter, Chloe," Matteo introduced Chuck. "Sit by her and eat something."

Chuck did as he was told, "Hi, I'm Chuck." He shook Chloe's hand.

"What did the bastard do to you?" Chloe asked without having to be told what Chuck's story was.

"He kidnapped my wife," Chuck explained.

"I am sorry. I will pray for her safety," The girl told Chuck and then served him a bowl of soup. The campers had a large pot hanging over the campfire. Chloe had poured several cans of vegetable-beef soup in the pot and cooked it.

"Can I ask why you are here? Your father is set on getting Cade, and keeping you safe. I wouldn't think he would let you come along," said Chuck as he ate his soup.

"My father could not stop me. All that I had, Cade took from me. My mother, my virginity, my innocence of life, not to mention my modeling career. I have nothing left, but my father and God," Chloe revealed with a tear in her eye.

"Those are terrible loses. It is a grand thing to have God on your side. You cannot get your mother or your innocence of life back, but I'm sure you can still do some modeling," Chuck tried to give the broken girl some hope. From what he could see, she was attractive and tall enough to be a model.

"You know, my mom sent my pictures to a local agency when I was four-years-old. They liked my pictures, and for the next ten years I did small children's shows and print ads. On the night before Cade terrorized us, I was picked to do a set of print ads for Ralph Lauren. It would have made my career. Then Cade came and took it from me; nobody wants a model with bullet wounds, burns, and scratches on her face. Now, I have so many scars on my body, I cannot do it again,"Chloe's face crumbled and she started to cry. Chuck scooter closer to her and hugged her. He did this in a friendly and almost brotherly way.

As he held Chloe, his mind drifted to thoughts of Blair. Here he was, warm and fed. Did those mongrels give her anything to eat? Was she warm enough? They were used to the elements, did they have the sense to light a fire for her? Chuck blinked and a couple of tears down his cheeks.

"Thank you so much. You are very kind," Chloe calmed down and sat up. She noticed that Chuck had tears in his eyes. "We will find her," she insisted with a nod.

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Blair studied Jonah intently. He was lighting a fire for her. He had saved her from Horace. This kid truly did not want to harm her.

"Have some jerky and water," He handed her a canteen, "It ain't never been used, Cade stole it just yesterday," He gave her the new canteen and then some venison jerky.

"Thank you. I really do not want to eat deer meat," Blair said and she gulped down some water.

"I'll try to find some fresh berries for ya. You gotta eat somethin'," The young man insisted.

"You don't want me here," Blair whispered. "I can see it in your eyes. Let me go."

Jonah studied the girl. Could he trust her? Yes he could, she wouldn't sell him out, "Miss, I can't let ya go. He will kill us both. I am trying ma best to help ya. Ya can't say nothin'. "Jonah whispered as quietly as possible. He did not tell her that he had her purse and had been leaving a trail. He didn't want anyone to know that.

"Why is he doing this? Why would he hurt you?" Blair questioned.

"He's doin' it 'cause he can. He thinks he's a god. He would hurt me, 'cause he ain't my real daddy. He kidnapped me and Ma along time ago. He killed her, 'cause she wouldn't get knocked-up. He makes me call him pa." Jonah explained.

"He wants me to have his children, doesn't he?" Blair's face crumbled is disgust.

"Just be as nice as ya can. If he thinks ya like him, he'll leave ya alone and protect ya, for now," Jonah explained quietly. "You can't tell nobody about this. I'm tryin' to help ya."

Blair nodded. Who would she tell, anyway?


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