I adored the CW show Gossip girl...it was my guilty pleasure. The entire cast and crew brought this fantastic show to life! I got the idea for this Gossip Girl fanfiction over my winter break in December 2013. School didn't give me too much opportunity to write but I've made significant progress this summer.

Living Life in the Fast Lane is set 10 years after the Gossip Girl series finale...so the year is 2022. You'll need some brief background information to understand the point in life all the Gossip Girl characters are at. The story follows the lives of the Gossip Girl characters yet it mainly focuses around Blair, Chuck, Serena, Dan, Vanessa, and Nate.

Here are all the characters (along with most of their ages) who are involved in the story:

Blair (33) /Chuck (33)

Serena (33) /Dan (33)

Vanessa (33) /Nate (33)

Georgina (33) /Uncle Jack (40-ish)

Lily/William

Rufus/Allison

Erik (31)

Jenny (31)

I do not own any of these characters! Warning: There are many spoilers from the show in this fanfiction! This is rated M because of mild language and some scenes of mature content.

The first chapter revolves mainly around Blair and Chuck! Now you are ready to start reading Living Life in the Fast Lane!

I'd greatly appreciate your constructive feedback. Hope you enjoy my story! R&R!

Part 1-Time Heals Old Wounds As Great Memories Are Created

New York City was bustling with the usual Christmas activity and massive influx of tourists. The Upper East Side residents were kept busy with their own personal lives to be concerned with the activities of the common folk. Every Christmas was a very stressful time of year for Upper East Siders. They were planning their own extravagant holiday parties in an effort win the honorary mention of Christmas Party of the Year among their social circles

The Waldorf penthouse was lively with an array of activity. Chuck and Blair were in their respective offices while their two children, Henry and Adeline, chased each other around the penthouse. Henry, age 9, and Adeline, age 3, kept Dorota constantly on her toes.

The last few weeks Blair has been working longer hours to deal with last-minute approvals of design sketches for the new holiday clothing line for Waldorf Designs. She didn't always see eye-to-eye with her designers. "The holiday clothing line isn't intended for everyday women! Waldorf Designs offers clothing and accessories exclusively for high-end shoppers! How many times must I clarify this to you all! Rosamund have you verified with Bergdorf Goodman, Saks Fifth Avenue, and Barneys the specific launch date of this new holiday clothing line? Clarissa I need you to get 10 models ASAP! We'll be modeling the top ten outfits in the holiday clothing line during our upcoming fashion show. Also, I'll be meeting the Bergdorf Goodman, Saks Fifth Avenue, and Barney's executive designers next week for final approval. For God's sakes, we cannot lose our momentum. I understand the holiday season is fast approaching but I will not tolerate anyone slacking off their duties! That's it for today. Go home all of you." She shooed all four designers and their assistants out of her home office. Grabbing the San Pellegrino water bottle sitting on her desk, she washed down two Advil tablets without hesitation. While Blair usually loved her position as the President of Waldorf Designs, although there were days that was so overwhelmingly unbearable and stressful. These types of days would give her a raging migraine. She had been working since 4 am. "I need a nap," Blair muttered under her breathe in an aggravated tone.

Strolling out of her office while massaging her throbbing forehead, Blair sauntered down the hall into the main foyer. Her son was sitting at the dining room table playing with his medieval figurine set. After reading King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table legends to him over the years as bedtime stories, Henry became enthralled with the realm of King Arthur. Chuck vowed to her years ago that he wanted to be affectionate father toward their future children since his own father, Bart Bass, wasn't a loving parent to him. Dorota gently rocked Adeline, who was loudly sobbing, in her arms. "Blair! Blair! Miss Adeline hasn't stopped crying for almost an hour! I don't know what's wrong with her. 'I want my mommy' is mostly what she says between her sobs, but I didn't want to disturb you..."

"Don't worry, Dorota. I decided that that I am finished for the day. I couldn't spend another minute with my designers and their assistants who decided to be uncooperative with me today. The only way I can forget about my horrible day today is to spend time with my two children," Blair interjected. Dorota handed Adeline to Blair. "What's wrong, darling? There's no need to cry. Tell me what happened to you," Blair tenderly said to her daughter. It was 2:30 pm and probably her nap time. Carrying her wailing toddler daughter in her arms, Blair headed up the staircase. A nap would make a world of difference to the both of them.

Meanwhile, Chuck was leisurely lounging in his office with his two friends, Nate and Dan, and Uncle Jack. No relationship is perfect but over the years Chuck had become closer to Dan and Uncle Jack. Initially, he had called Uncle Jack to discuss this quarter's finances for Bass Industries while simultaneously determining new business strategies to further boost the company's success. Five years ago, Chuck appointed Uncle Jack to be the Vice President of Bass Industries. Despite their headstrong personalities, they made a dynamic team that revitalized Bass Industries into its glory days. Dan Humphrey and Nate Archibald happened to be wandering through their neighborhood and dropped by unexpectedly to pay their friend a visit. The four men were casually chatting amongst themselves while drinking Jack Daniels.

"I bet the NY Spectator keeps you even more lately as you prepare to open another branch in Chicago," Uncle Jack lightly remarked.

Taking a sip of his whiskey, Nate replied cheerfully, "Ironically I'm no busier than my normal business day. Although, Vanessa isn't too pleased I'll be missing Christmas festivities to head over to the new Chicago office to tie up all the loose ends. The opening celebrations of the new NY Spectator branch must go off without a hitch."

"The proper term I'd use is that Vanessa is pissed off at you for missing the first Christmas party she is making an effort to go all out for. She is getting to her wits end with the 'bitchy snob' aka Natalie Parlere, the well-known Upper East Side event planner Serena suggested her to use," Dan clarified with a hearty chuckle.

Chuck and Nate burst out in robust laughter over Dan's comment. The three guys understood Vanessa's stubborn personality usually lacked tactful subtlety. Vanessa was known for her extremely blunt nature. Jack looked at the three young men with a bewildered facial expression. Clearly, there was some inside joke or reference he wasn't in on. Georgina has been bombarding him with multiple texts asking for his opinion for their Christmas party in a couple weeks. Jack was intentionally ignoring all the texts.

The laughter suddenly died down when Henry burst into the office with a morose expression on his little face. "Mommy told me to give this to you to lock up in your office for a week." Henry's medieval figurine set was neatly piled in his skinny arms.

Chuck knew damn well that Blair wouldn't punish Henry like this without a legitimate reason. "Why did mommy tell you to do that? What did you do, Henry?" he firmly yet gently inquired. He hadn't seen Blair since she woke up at the crack of dawn to resolve matters related to Waldorf Design. Neither had he seen Adeline in the past couple hours since Dorota brought her around during lunch.

"Addie was pestering me while I was playing with my King Arthur and the Roundtable Knights figurines. No matter how many times I politely asked her to stop bothering me she didn't listen. I accidently ripped off the head and arms of her favorite Barbie doll to prove my point," his son explained remorsefully. "I didn't mean to be so mean to Addie. I just wanted to some peace and quiet." Henry had quite a temper at times. Like father like son.

Opening up an empty drawer of his mahogany office table, Henry placed the figurines one by one into the drawer with his face becoming increasingly brooding. Chuck understood how much his son loved his medieval figurines. His son sulked out of his office back into the main foyer. No one said that raising children was an easy job.

Dan and Jack were talking amongst themselves. Nate intensely stared at his iPhone screen that he almost forgot that he was in a room with three other people. Uttering swears under his breath, he ran his hand through his hair as he felt his frustration exacerbate rapidly. Today was supposed to be his day off from the NY Spectator. Rising out of the comfy leather seat, Nate threw on his winter jacket. "I'm so sorry but I must leave right now. It turns out my secretary forgot to let me know that today I had a conference with the New York Times editor in an hour," Nate explained in a cross tone.

"Don't worry, Nate. You don't need to explain yourself to us. We can meet up for drinks tonight," Chuck replied.

Nate dashed out of office into the main foyer towards the elevator. Blair holding their daughter, Adeline, in her arms entered the office. Addie wriggled out of her mother's arms and ran enthusiastically ran towards her father. Chuck gently placed Addie on his lap.

"Mrs. Dorota, mommy, and I just finished baking chocolate chip cookie in the kitchen. I wanted to see if you and your friends wanted a cookie," Addie said with a warm smile that spread across her beautiful, sweet face.

"Well haven't you been a busy-bee missy," Chuck replied to his daughter adoringly. "Uncle Jack, Dan, and I will come to the kitchen soon to get a cookie."

Adeline hopped off her father's lap. Blair subtly winked at Chuck then elegantly strolled out of the office with Addie skipping gleefully behind her.

Uncle Jack knew how his older brother, Bart Bass, wasn't exactly known for being a loving father to his son. He was legitimately proud of his nephew's transformation progress over these years. "If you told me 15 years ago that my nephew would become a lovable softy after setting down and having a couple children I would have laughed hysterically. Those children won't grow up living a life in which there father showed them no affection. What a drastically wonderful transformation you've undergone!" Uncle Jack noted. "Unfortunately, Milo isn't exactly the same sweet child he used to be. I swear he is becoming like his mother. It is actually very frightening. Georgina has steadily improved over the years while Milo is rapidly turning into the male version of his mom."

"I'd say the phrase 'the apple doesn't fall far from the tree' is very applicable to your situation, Jack," Dan remarked sardonically. Dan was always known for his witty remarks. Although, he personally felt some pity for Jack. Georgina and Milo weren't always the easiest people to live with. Many years ago, Daniel Humphrey briefly dated Georgina, who was pregnant not with his child, lived with him in his Brooklyn loft for almost year. Also, he helped to raise her son as if Milo was his own until they went to live with her fiancée at the time.

Jack nodded in full agreement and took a few swigs of his whiskey. It never failed to amaze him how after all these years he became close friends with his nephew's pals, Nate and Dan. How times have changed for the better over several years.

"Since we've discussed what was needed for the upcoming shareholder meeting for Bass Industries, you don't need to stick around if you have other important matter to attend to," Chuck said to his uncle.

"I'm trying to stay as far away from the house as long as possible. This gives me a valid reason. Georgina has officially gone into Christmas festivity madness. If I must hear another mention of tinsel and poinsettias, I'm going to go officially insane," Jack exclaimed with undertones of desperation. Uncle Jack wasn't a huge fan of Christmas season, especially when women incessantly went on about details of their holiday party planning and Christmas decorations.

Adeline elatedly burst into the study room. "Mrs. Dorota and I decided to bring the chocolate cookies to you." She ran out of the room after her short announcement.

Tagging along behind Addie, Dorota entered with a plate of cookies and placed them on the table. She took a moment to catch her breath. "Miss Addie has so much energy in her. I don't know where it all comes from. So difficult to keep up with her sometimes," she remarked between her breathes.

"She keeps us all on our toes, Dorota. It's truly amazing how the older we all get the less energy we have. Children don't realize what a gift it is to have vast amounts of energy bursting in them," Chuck replied with a faint laugh. "Also, Blair mentioned to me that you asked if you could have a surprise party for Anna here this Saturday. That won't be a problem. You're practically part of the family."

"Thank you, Mr. Chuck. My daughter is going to love what I have planned for her birthday party! Ms. Blair and you have been so kind to me over the years. I don't know how to repay you both!"

"Nonsense. I'm pretty damn sure that we all owe you so much. You've always been there for us all when our parents were too busy to spend time with their children. I'm going to be heading out soon to meet with a potential investor. If Blair inquires my whereabouts tell her I'll be back in a couple hours."

"Mr. Levinson's secretary just e-mailed me to notify us that he wants to move the meeting to the Ritz-Carlton. We should probably be heading out soon because it now peak traffic time in the city," Jack notified his nephew while glancing at his iPhone.

Dan brushed off the cookie crumbs off his suit jacket. "Serena is going to be furious if I'm not home tonight by 6 pm. I still have to go by the bakery in Brooklyn to pick the pies she ordered this morning for tonight's dinner. Our parents and a few other guests are coming to dinner tonight. Wish me luck!" He slipped on his winter coat and grabbed a cookie before leaving the study. "Tell me when you're meeting up for drink with Nate tonight."

Chuck took a couple more swigs of his whiskey. "Best not to keep Serena waiting too long. No problem, Humphrey. I'll text you the details after my meeting. See you tonight."

"I'll meet you outside in the foyer, Chuck. I need to call Mr. Levinson to confirm that our meeting is today at the Ritz-Carlton at 6 pm." Uncle Jack gathered up his gloves and coat before draining the remainder of whiskey from his glass. Chuck and Uncle Jack were going to need it since Mr. Levinson was highly recommended as an investor you wanted on your side despite his personality being exceptionally dull. His business expertise more than made up for his lack of a unique personality.

Closing the study room doors behind him and locking them, Charles followed a few steps behind his uncle to the foyer. Blair handed his coat, scarf, and gloves. All bundled up in his winter gear Chuck kissed his wife goodbye. As the elevator slowly opened, Adeline exclaimed in a shrill tone, "Daddy! You can't leave without hugging me!" He scooped up his daughter in his arms and softly kissed her tiny forehead. "Now be a good little girl while daddy is away for a couple hours. Tonight you can help mommy and I start putting up the Christmas decorations around the house."

Uncle Jack and Chuck stepped into the elevator. Addie gave her famous flying kiss to her father right before the elevator doors closed. They braced themselves for the blisteringly cold winter weather upon reaching the building's main lobby area. No matter how long you've lived in New York the winters were miserable for everyone despite NYC looking like a fairy tale winter wonderland.

Stay tuned...the next chapter will be focusing mainly on Serena and Dan!