Ok so I was sitting around listening to my ipod when Hurricane by 30 seconds to mars came on and this idea came out from that inspiration. This may have a couple more chapters depending on if anybody wants me to continue it. Dair is not my cup of tea so dispite what you might think this isn't a dair fic. It's more a really different look at Chuck and how he could be super controlling, who wouldn't be when everybody you love dies or is taken away from you. He does love Blair, she does love him. She loves Dan as a friend only! He kinda has a crush on her, but loves her as a friend too. if you have questions ask. Critique is welcome. Review favorite alert.

Blair's frantic knocking echoed through the small Brooklyn loft as she prayed Humphrey had decided to stay in as opposed to being in Manhattan at the Vanderwoodsen-Humphrey house."Please be there. Please, please be there." Her chestnut hair was soaked and her silk dress stuck to her skin from the raging storm outside, but it wasn't the thunder or lightening that had her heart racing. No, Blair was running, and the only place she could think to go oddly enough was the Humphrey loft.

"I'm coming. I'm coming." Wearing only a pair of plaid pajama bottoms Dan rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he pulled open the door. "Blair?" Oh thank God. She could tell by his shocked expression that she was indeed the last person he expected to find on his doorstep. Looking over his shoulder Dan glanced at the clock in the kitchen before turning back to Blair with confusion and worry written all over his face. "What are you doing here? At two in the morning no less?" While it was true that over the past few months she and Dan had become good friends Blair still adamantly refused to set foot in Brooklyn claiming she was allergic to tacky.

"I...I just...I didn't." Shaking her head Blair knew that he could see her shivering, she could only hope Dan would put it off to her being cold. The tightening of his jaw however proved that he knew that wasn't the case. Reaching a hand out to touch her hair Blair flinched causing Dan to stop eyes widened in shock at the reaction. Never would she have ever have flinched at his touch, she was Blair Waldorf, Upper East Side Queen B. No, something wasn't right, and he knew it. Any other day she would have done nothing more than slapped his hand away and complained that he was trying to contaminate her as if he had cooties.

Dan dropped his hand before he stepped back and pulled the door open further in silent invitation. "You're soaked. Let me get you a towel." Heading toward the bathroom he expected at least some snide comment on how she would probably chafe because of the steel wool he called towels, but he heard nothing except the click of the door being closed and locked behind her. Leaning against the now securely locked door she closed her eyes for a moment to try and calm her frazzled nerves. Blair made her way to the couch, feeling more herself she wrinkled her nose slightly at the questionable material. Is that Corduroy? Dan shuffled back into the living room yawning slightly holding a towel that looked suspiciously familiar to Blair. "Is that a D. Porthault Humphrey?" A slight laugh escaped Dan as he scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Ya, Serena left one over here and after I tried it I just couldn't go back to the old ones." A hand shot up to cover the smile that spread across her face but it did nothing to conceal the laughter that escaped her lips. Smiling in return Dan lightly threw the towel at her and took a seat on the coffee table in front of her. He was glad that he could make her laugh even when she was so obviously upset, and every chance he got Dan strived to put a smile on her beautiful face.

Blair began drying her hair shaking her head at the absurdity of it all. "And here I thought I would have to make do with a Sham wow. You are just full of surprises." Propping his elbows on his knees Dan's expression turned serious to which Blair's only reaction was a raised eyebrow. "Speaking of surprises Waldorf, you wanna clue me in as to what's going on?" The silence was so heavy Blair could feel it weighing on her, taking away her air. Wide brown eyes filled with tears as she struggled to breathe until warm comforting hands cradled her cheeks and a soft calm voice assured her that she was alright, that nothing would happen to her. Blair so wanted to believe that Dan was right, but he had no idea. Nobody knows what he is capable of. "Blair, please you're scaring me here." His sad brown eyes almost made her want to tell him everything. Almost. Instead, her dainty hands raised to his and she revelled in a touch that wasn't meant to hurt her. Even now, with tears running down her face, hair a mess, Dan could think of nothing he wanted more than to kiss the girl he once so dispised. "I can't get away Dan, I won't ever be able to get away."

Blair was too good at pretending, too good at pushing people away for them to see that she was still wearing long sleeved blouses and thick stockings in summer. That she moved slightly slower and no matter how hard she tried their was always pain in her eyes. Rarely would any of the food on her plate make it to her stomach, she was wearing away and nobody could help her. Not Serena. Not Nate. And no matter how much she wished he could, neither could Dan. BANG BANG BANG "Open this fucking door Humphrey! I know she's in there." Terror filled her eyes at the sound of his voice, and an almost instant understanding filled Dan's. Gripping his hands as tight as she could Blair whispered, "He's here. He found me."

The door rattled on its hinges as Chuck threw his body at it fully intending to break it down if Dan didn't open up. "You fucking prick I said open the DOOR!" Blair was holding onto Dan shaking her head pleading with him, "No no please no don't please don't." At that moment Dan wanted nothing more than to beat the shit out of Chuck for whatever it was that had made Blair so afraid that she was begging him not to open the door. She was Blair Waldorf she didn't beg. "Fuck off Chuck theres nobody here but me." Chuck ignored him calling out in a terribly sweet voice, "Blair, I know you're there sweety just open the door. I'm not mad, we can just go home and forget this ever happened. What do you think huh?" It was quiet for a moment before...BANG "You BITCH! What are you doing in there? You fucking little Humphrey HUH?" Dan shot up at this, and Blair had to scramble to keep him from the door. "Please Chuck please calm down nothing happened." Her words were broken by sobs as she tried to appease the one man who scared her. Dan looked at her incredulously not believing that Blair, Blair Waldorf would take somebody talking to her in such a way. "Tsk tsk I don't believe you B. See I know that your sweet honorable chivalrous Dan wants nothing more than a piece of ass." Shaking her head in denial Blair looked up at Dan to see just a hint of shame in his eyes. Chuck was right! Pulling away Blair couln't stand to touch Dan anymore. "No! Blair that's not true, not like he means it."

"Then how Dan? You thought what 'oh there's Blair she'll do for a quick roll in the hay'!" Backing towards the door she didn't even want to hear Dan's answer. "No! It's not like that at all Blair. Please don't leave with him." I wish I could believe you Dan, but even if I did it wouldn't make a difference. Before Blair could reach the door it burst open with the force of one Chuck Bass. "Stay away from her Humphrey. She's mine!" She cried out as Chuck gripped her arm too tightly. He had left his fingerprints embedded in her skin so many times she lost count but it never stopped hurting. "Get your hands off her Bass unless you want me to reintroduce you to my fist." An evil smirk spread across Chuck's face at the thought. Blair screamed, "NO" as she tried to grab hold of him. Shoving her away she hit the counter before falling to the floor in a heap. Dan was stunned by the sight, until Chuck shoved him. "What did you think that you, Hum Drum Humphrey could take her away from me?" Shoving him back Dan felt a slight sting at Blair's old nickname for him. Blair was still crumpled on the floor watching them, hoping that Chuck would just get tired of Dan so that she could convince him to leave with her before any real damage happened. "Chuck please, let's go. We can just leave, come on."

Dan glanced at Blair and that was all the opening Chuck needed, with a right hook to the temple Dan was unsteady on his feet. Raising his fists in defence Dan didn't stand a chance, Blair knew it and couldn't hold back her scream. "You don't love her, nobody loves her like I do." A shot to the solar plexus had Dan hunched over gasping for breath. "Tell me would you kill for her? Would you kill to keep her?" Punch after punch Chuck wouldn't let up even with Blair screaming in the background. "Stop! Stop it, you're killing him!" Running towards him Blair tried to pull Chuck away and only succeeded in getting smacked across the face and tumbling back towards the floor. Crawling back towards him Blair touched her hand to Chucks arm lightly and he paused looking at her with a sneer. "See Humphrey she just keep crawling back for more." I do, I just keep going back. I deserve this it's what i want. Wincing Blair lifted her eyes to meet his, "I'm sorry Chuck I didn't mean it really, let's go home. I'll make it up to you I promise." She could hear Dan's labored breathing, and didn't doubt that if he still had the capacity to talk he would be telling her not to leave with the monster before her. His bloodied hand grabbed her neck and pulled her into a bruising kiss that she returned in hopes that she could tempt him away from here. "Waldorf , no." It was faint, a whisper, but with a growl that proved he heard it Chuck started to pull away. Whimpering Blair pulled Chuck back nibbling on his bottom lip before scattering kisses across his jaw to his ear, "Please Chuck, you know I love it when you get all dominant." Looking down at a swollen bloody mess that was once Dan Humphrey Chuck smirked in triumph, "She's mine Humphrey. Always has been always will be. I think you should try and remember this conversation the next time you think you could ever have her." I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Dan. Please forgive me, I can't be the girl you need. She watched as Chuck stood before her horrified by the blood spatters that littered his white dress shirt, the blood of an innocent man. Chuck offered Blair a hand up with a look that dared her not to take it. Looking down in shame she took his hand, and walked away from the one man who thought she was worth fighting for and with the one man who would kill to prove his right.