Title: Time Will Tell

Author: RightSide

Rating: PG13/T… could be bumped to R for violence.

Pairing: Blair/Dean/Chuck/Nate

Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl or Supernatural. Please do not sue me and my overly active imagination.

Summary: Gossip Girl meets Supernatural when Blair is kidnapped by a demon. With Dean by her side, she reenters the world she has come to know with a different set of ideals. Will she be able to return to her old ways? Will she want to?

A/N: For Supernatural, it is set before the pilot. Dean is around twenty. The Gossip Girl half is television based. It is set after episode 13, The Thin Line Between Chuck and Nate.

Chapter 1-

Serena couldn't stop herself from opening her phone as the tone sounded, letting her know there was a new text message in her inbox. Still cuddled soundly against Dan's side, she flipped open her phone. It was from Gossip Girl. Squealing, she gained her boyfriend's attention and both read the message together.

"Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, Upper East Siders. She might not have been our favorite person, but Queen B wasn't found in her bed this morning. Is this latest piece of gossip an act, or is there a reason the police are searching high and low? Only time will tell. You know you love me. XOXO. Gossip Girl."

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It was dark, so dark Blair couldn't make out a damn thing except for the black and the musty smell of cold, wet earth. A grunt sounded from behind her. Attempting to turn around and face the person, Blair found herself pinned down by something.

"Help," her voice cracked. Before she could blink, he was before her. While she was still blind, she could hear his heavy breathing. Then his hands were on hers, checking her binding and undoing it so fast she could hardly feel his movement.

"Blair Waldorf?" he asked gently. Confused, she backpedaled immediately. It was too fast, though, and she found herself falling back into the nothingness that surrounded her.

"Whoa there. I'm not gonna hurt you."

"Do you know how to get out of here?" she asked. Pushing herself up, she clung to him. Feeling his surprise, she tensed. Before she had the chance to let go, however, he clasped her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

"Yes. Follow me." he began to pull her foreword, but she stopped him.

"That… it wasn't Chuck. I don't know what it was, but it could come back."

"Don't worry," he said, tone soothing, "It can't hurt you anymore." He set a quick pace. At first she could not understand why if the threat of that… that… thing was gone. But then she realized as she winced from the pain. He knew somehow, this man whose face she had not even seen in the light of day, that she had been cut several times over. The amount of blood she lost was having dangerous effects. Her legs buckled beneath her, body heavy and slowly growing limp as she became tired.

The last thing she remembered before she lost consciousness was his strong arms wrapped around her as he carried her out.

And then there was nothing but light.