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[Continuing... Pt.1, Pt.2, Pt.3.a, Pt.3.b, Pt.4, Pt.5, Pt.6, Pt.7, Pt.8, Pt.9, Pt.10, Pt.11, Pt.12, Pt.13, Pt.14, Pt.15, Pt.16, Pt.17, Pt.18, Pt.19, Pt.20, & Pt.21.]

He's barely out of the car to come up and get her before she's wrapping her arms around him and burying her head against his neck. His arms go around her automatically, hugging her tightly before he helps her into the car. He just hugs her to him as they drive back to his place, murmuring softly because he's not sure what happened but she's clearly upset about something. He's just waiting until they can settle comfortably before he tries to get her to talk about what happened.

She's grateful that he doesn't poke her about it for the time being, she just couldn't stand it in there any longer. She had to get out and she just didn't want to talk about it yet either, she was still processing a little so getting the comfort with soft words was just what she needed right now.

He helps her out of the limo and upstairs to curl up in his lap on the couch. It's only once she's resting against his chest, snuggled in his arms that he finally looks down at her. "What happened, Blair?"

She rests her nose against his throat lightly before she sighs gently. "Everything is wrong," she murmurs after a moment.

He waits for a moment, thinking she'll continue if given time. It's only after a little bit of silence that he prompts softly, "What's wrong, Blair?"

"Serena to start," she murmurs softly and snuggles more against him. It's another long pause, but she does answer this time. "My parents. That arguing last night didn't get any better this morning. Everything was so...cold at breakfast and I hated it. The only words they exchanged were short and snappish." She shivers slightly, almost like she's cold despite it being summer. "Why is everything starting to crumble in my life, Chuck?"

"I don't know, Sweetheart, but I'll be here to help you through it all." He cups her cheek softly, thumb brushing across her cheek. "Did you keep any of your breakfast down?"

Her head dips, not able to look at him as she shakes her head and the tears finally come. Everything she's been working with her therapist towards, that Chuck was trying to help her stay strong to, she couldn't take her parents fighting on top of everything else. "No," she murmurs very softly.

He hugs her tighter to him, kissing her hair and murmuring softly to try and calm her down again. "I didn't mean anything by the question, Blair." He'd just been worried because he knows high stress situations are triggers. "Shhh, I'm here. It'll be alright. I'm sure it's nothing."

She sniffles while she nods at his words. "I hope so. I just, hate how everything is falling right now." Her head raises to give him watery eyes. "I don't want to lose you too."

He kisses her softly, hands cupping her face gently. "What have I promised you from the beginning?"

"That you won't ever get bored with me or leave me," she answers very softly.

The look he gives her is soft but stern, watching as her eyes lower. "I will be here for you, Blair. No matter what's going on in your life, you can come here and I'll wrap you up and tell you it will be alright. Just like I know if I have problems with my Father, I could come to you and you'd do the same." He smiles softly at her, "And I'm telling you now, that I'll help you through anything that happens, though lets wait to see if it's just a small tiff before you get too upset, okay?"

She snuggles again, nodding at his words. "Okay." She kisses him again before she curls tighter against him. "Can...I stay here tonight? My pajamas are still over here and with my parents fighting, only Dorota will notice I'm not there tonight."

He hugs her tightly, kissing her hair. "You are always welcome to sleep here, Blair."

She smiles softly, "Thank you, Chuck."

"You're welcome," he murmurs into a gentle kiss. "No, how about we settle in and get your mind off this and only learning how to play video games?"

She chuckles softly, though it still has that watery sound that comes from crying. "I don't promise to be good."

He chuckles himself, grinning at her. "You don't have to be good, you just have to curl up in my lap, arms around you and fingers over yours on the buttons and take credit for the kills I give you?"

That has her laughing softly, head tilted up to look at him. "Now what is the point of teaching me if you're just going to do that? I'm in your lap on a regular basis because you're warm and comfortable, you don't need an excuse to get me here."

"I know, but you did ask what we found so fascinating about the game, figured I could at least show you," he answers with a grin and a nuzzle to her temple.

"Well show away, my Knight."

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