A/N: Okay, I guess I deserved the lack of reviews but please don't let me suffer and help me! :D

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Chapter 14 (or should I say Chapter 13 part two?)

15 years ago

Blair and Serena had been in France for only two month but Blair was already depressed.

She couldn't stand her father's villa anymore, she had just to get out and fortunately Harold Waldorf had thought that would be a good idea, at least he didn't have to deal with her infamous meltdowns while she was relaxing herself.

It was not that he didn't love his daughter, he did, and he loved her very much. She was his daughter, how could he not love her, she was a part of him.

But he was a man and his little girl had become a woman and truth be told he had never really understood woman. He hadn't understood his ex-wife and he most likely would never understand his daughter or any other woman. And he was sure that Serena was the right company for his poor daughter that was troubled by pregnancy hormones.

Maybe she would talk to Serena because unfortunately she hadn't talked to him, yet.

She'll come to you when she's ready was all he thought about her situation and he knew it was true she would talk to him eventually. She just wasn't ready yet…

So the both girl stood in front of the Ritz in Berlin, they had visited the city and the "Brandenburger Tor" as those German people called it.

They had visited the loosely pieced of the infamous Berlin wall and had spent a few nights in full clubs, they didn't drink anything and they didn't really enjoy it, either but it was what they used to do.

"Maybe we should go to a spa or so" Serena had suggested when Blair and she had come at 2 in the morning an unusually time for the girls to come home.

"Admit, partying while pregnant or with a pregnant friend is just no fun" Blair whispered, starring at the ceiling.

"Blair, we're just not in the mood to party that's not your fault. And besides maybe a few quite days are exactly what we need, don't you think?"

"Maybe…"

"So what do you think about spending a few days in a luxury spa? I'll let my Mom pay, maybe Bart will let Bass Industries pay." She laughed happily.

But Blair kept silent, she just continued to stare at the ceiling and suddenly Serena noticed what she had said "Bass Industries" as in Chuck Bass.

"I am sorry" she muttered.

Blair turned her head and looked at Serena with sad eyes.

"It's okay" she mumbled "I guess his name shouldn't hurt me that much. It's just a name… isn't it?"

She laid her head on Serena's stomach and drifted off to sleep. Serena had always admired that about Blair, she just had to close her eyes and all of a sudden she was deeply asleep.

"It's just a name" Blair said in her sleep her voice barely hearable. Then she sighed heartbreaking. "Chuck…" Serena didn't know that that breathtaking sigh would follow her, her entire life.

That had happened the previous evening as already mentioned now the girls stood in front of the Ritz giving up their stuff so they could drive to a spa somewhere on the countryside.

When they stood in front of their cab, Blair dropping an arm protectively in front of her stomach, a limo with dark tinted windows passed and the person inside of the limo immediately turned around. One of the girls, the petit brunette one had caught his view.

Blair…?

Chuck Bass thought as he turned around to muster the two women in front of the Ritz but his driver had already passed by and all he could see was long blond hair that disappeared into a yellow cab.

A taxi as it was known in Germany.

"Follow that car" he told this driver.

"Which car, Mr Bass?"

"That taxi… äh I mean cab."

Was he really stuttering? Oh my…

"As you with, Mr Bass", he replied politely.

But inside he was laughing of his young chef. Where did this boy live? In some kind of ancient action film?

Oh yeah right, he came from Manhattan and he knew very well that if you were raised on the Upper East Side you couldn't be any good or normal.

Chuck was rolling his eyes about himself, either. All he had to see was a petit brunette girl about her age who was accompanied by a tall blonde one and he forgot everything else and just headed after those two particularly girls without even knowing if it truly was them.

This was Berlin for god's sake!

What would she be doing her anyway? There was nothing that bounded her to this city, nothing that meant anything to her but then again there was also nothing for him, not a fucking thing that he cared about… but he was Chuck Bass. There was nothing he really cared about… nothing and no one. A few months ago he had told Nate that he cared about three things. Look, I care about three things Nathaniel, money the pleasure money brings me and you." He had lied then because he had recognized that there was one person he cared about more than he cared about all of those three things together.

But that had been months ago, that had been before everything had changed. For worse.

He hadn't been happy then but he didn't care that he wasn't happy he had accepted that he was not one to be happy. He had accepted that being privileged wasn't just a mercy it was also a curse. It was both at the same time.

But suddenly he had learned how it felt to be immensely happy and only seconds after that he had learned how it feels to lose everything.

Nothing had changed his life was still the same the difference was that he had seen how beautiful life could be and after losing her, losing what had made his life that beautiful he couldn't stand his life anymore. Finally he saw how cowardly he was and he tried to change he wanted to become worthy of her and the luck he was longing for but he failed. Maybe he just wasn't meant to be happy maybe he was marked for loss and hate maybe he was just the true definition of a jinx. So he returned to his old life, he returned to the life he had appreciated just weeks ago but suddenly it wasn't enough. His life had remained the same but he hadn't. He had tried to change and truth be told he did. All the things he had approved of his old life they didn't mean anything to him anymore… he was blinded by the light she had brought in his life and suddenly everything was dark, every color had turned grey and all he wanted was to see the colors again.

What the hell is wrong with you? Chuck thought after he rethought the last thought. You want to see the colors again? Ew, that's sound like a line of a really bad chick flick. He shivered in disgust.

And you know what's worst… that's it is real.

"Sir? I'm afraid we lost the car. There's just too much traffic here and way too many cabs" the voice of his driver interrupted his thoughts.

"It's okay" Chuck said in totally unlike Chuck Bass manor.

"I guess, it's better that way anyway", he added.

But wasn't so sure about that himself.

15 years later

Oh my god, oh my god… was all Audrey thought as Chuck Bass (or should she think about him as her father?) leaded her to a private room.

He was her father somehow… she had never had another one just as she never had a mother. Of course Serena had been sort of her mother but Audrey had always known that she wasn't her real one.

Serena had been the one she run to when she was hurt. She was the person who always listened to her no matter what happened, with Serena Audrey bought her very first bra and with her she visited each of her doctors. She had been the one who called the school when Audrey was ill.

She did all of the things a mother was supposed to do but she wasn't Audrey's mother.

That didn't change the fact that Audrey still loved her like a mother, there was enough space in her heart. Space for the mother she had never known and space for the woman who had tried to replace the exactly that mother.

What it was different with her father… father that was a strange word. She had heard it a million times, had used it several times but she had never thought about it that way.

She mustered the man who was walking next to her, that man she barely knew but who was connected to her in a strong way. His destiny was connected with hers. She shivered as she thought the word "destiny". Maybe it's your destiny.

She pushed the thought of Damien and their destiny aside and concentrated again on her life.

Why had she even wanted to change her life? It had been good. Okay, there had been something missing but she had had everything a 15 year old teenage girl could ask for. The one thing missing was her father and of course her mother but she had accepted the fact that she'd never have a real mother a while ago. As mentioned before she had had Serena that was great that was enough at least for her. And all the things she had had hadn't been enough of course she had needed to have everything.

Message to Audrey: You can't have everything.

That's not possible. There's always something missing, accept that, please.

Now it's too late, she thought.

When they stopped in front of a dark mahogany door she read the number on it.

1812

1812 what a fateful number, what a coincidence. Or wasn't it?

In 1812 a lot of things happened, some of them had been spoken about some other had been kept a secret. But in that suite had been happening a lot of things that remembered Chuck of Blair.

"Better a broken nose than a broken heart" he had told Nate years ago. Damn had he been wise when he had been younger. He had been so right, a broken nose could heal within weeks it was painful but it got better and better, you could be sure of that.

A broken nose would always heal at least if you had the best doctor in the bloody entire world.

But a broken heart was another thing it was painful, too that's the things that both of these diseases both of this injuries have in common but it was far more painful than a broken nose and the worst thing about a broken heart was that it took an awful lot of time for it to get better.

With a broken heart you suffer from everything that remembers you of the lost person and the time you spend with your former soul mate.

Yeah, he had been very wise a broken nose was always better than a broken heart the only thing good about a broken heart was the fact that you had had a great time with the person you had just lost because otherwise you wouldn't miss her that much.

Yeah, that's the only thing good but for this good thing it's worth to suffer when it's over and done with.

That might sound masochistic but he'd say it was worth it.

"So…" Chuck started as they entered the suite.

"So…" Audrey replied awkwardly.

Maybe they were truly alike.

"That means…" Chuck tried again.

"That…"

"Uhm…"

"I assume…"

"You're…"

Audrey rolled her eyes, okay this was getting really weird, of course she was also simply overwhelmed but hello she finally wanted to go on with everything.

So she said: "You're my father".

Chuck just stood their starring at her with sad eyes and somehow she thought that if he would be alone he'd have started to cry but he wasn't alone she was with him so he wouldn't start to cry, not in front of her.

"I guess."

That was all he could say to her.

She didn't reply anything just kept starring at him; he hadn't changed much of course he was older than on the photos her aunt had shown her and he sort of lost that smirk in his eyes but he still was a handsome man and she could understand why her mother had fallen for him.

But to her he was just a stranger and she would need some time to get to know him.

"So what do you want to do?" he asked carefully.

Maybe he should ask her to live with him; she was his daughter after all.

"Auntie S and I are staying at Lily's and I think I should go looking for her…"

Chuck interrupted her immediately.

"I don't think that's a good idea, you'll stay with me. I assume Serena left anyway."

"She left?!" Audrey asked confused. "What where did she leave to?"
"Back to France I guess?" Chuck said.

"No, no!" Audrey shook her head.

"She wouldn't leave me! She promised never to leave and she wouldn't break that promise.

She couldn't… Why did she do that to me?"

She stormed quickly out of the room and yelled: "Serena!"

Chuck ran after her and reached out to hold her back. But she tried to fight his strong arms.

"Serena!" she yelled again. "Serena! Serena!" Tears were streaming down her cheeks and blinded her.

"Serena!" she shouted one last time then she collapsed on the floor.

"Audrey, come on stand up. You have to get out of here" he tried to lift her up but she hold onto the floor screeching her nails into the ground.

Then, all of a sudden, she looked up to him.

"Did you talk to her?" she wanted to know.

He didn't say anything, he didn't need to she could read the answer in his eyes.

"WHAT DID YOU TELL HER?"

He kept silent.

"WHAT DID YOU TELL HER?"

"I told her to leave and never come back" he answered low.

"You're ass, you're idiot…"

She was so furious that she didn't notice the two persons that made their way toward her and Chuck, so she continued.

"When my Mom asked me to give you a shot I thought why not maybe he changed everyone deserves a second chance and I really wanted to get to know my Dad. Well, I guess I just did, he's a total ass who doesn't care what he does to other people."

"What going on here?" asked a voice Audrey didn't know before Chuck could even open his mouth to reply.

"Nothing, Nate" This time Chuck was the quickest. "Stay out of my business."

Nate? Audrey thought. She looked at the person who had followed him, it was that Damien guy.

"You're Nate Archibald?" she asked him.

He looked at her weirdly. "I am. How do you know my name?"
"My mom told me about you and my aunt did it, either" she explained.

"My name's Audrey Waldorf" she added. "I am…"

"…Blair's daughter" he finished the sentence for her.

She just nodded; she didn't know what else to say.

"But who is your…" Nate thought out loud, then he turned around focused Chuck.

"You!" he shouted.

And then he stormed to him picked his jacket and slammed him to the wall.

TBC

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