Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, based completely off the Television Series, in which there was not a category, The credit completely goes to Cecily Von Ziegesar, and CW, This is just my take on how somethings possibly went.
Chapter One. The End Is Only the Beginning.
This could not be happening. They hadn't even been married that long, and they were always safe. Blair paced through her and Chuck's suite at the Empire. What was she going to tell Charles? They both wanted children of course, it was just so soon. Chuck was still cleaning up his company after his father and being a suspect, and she was still personally cleaning up her head after the last two years. Then there was the whole matter of the loss of her first child.
She sat on her vanity stool and stared at the plastic home pregnancy test in her hands. she turned gently around and laid it on the wood surface. Hands shaking, she picked up her phone and pressed the picture of her best friend. "S? I need you here. Now."
Settling down on the couch, Serena Van Der Woodsen pulled her friend's hands into her lap. Trying to hold them steady as Blair stared ahead with a look that could only be called utter terror. "B? Come on B, Tell me what is wrong," Serena pleaded with her, " Blair, Please you're terrifying me now." Blair stood with her friend's hands still in hers and led her into the bedroom. Slowly dropping Serena's hands she turned and pointed to the vanity. Serena looked down, and raised the hand that once was occupied by her best friend's to cover her mouth. "Oh B, Is it true?" she asked. Blair nodded, "Take me to the hospital, S?"
Blair shifted uncomfortably on sanitary paper a short limo ride later. Serena glancing out the window at the city, "Blair, are you sure you don't want me to call Chuck? He really should be here." Blair jerked her head up, "I just want to make sure this is real Serena. I Just.. ever since I lost my little girl," held back tears leaked out of the young girl's eyes, "I just, I'm scared S."
Serena walked over to her breaking friend, " Blair Cornelia Waldorf- Bass, I am going to be here through all of this, we all will be." The door opened and the stern, brunette doctor stepped in with the bloodwork. She gave Blair a nod and handed her the paperwork, "Congratulations Mrs. Bass, your seven weeks along."
The limo ride over had been quiet for the most part, Blair had consented to letting Serena call the N.J.B.C to make breaking the news a little bit easier, and to make it a little more fun they decided to make it a gift. Blair had found an old gift box and carefully wrapped her pregnancy test up in tissue paper and laid in the box on top of her blood work papers. She also had purchased a pink and blue striped silk bow tie and placed that in there as well. She heard the bell ring of the elevator and walked into the living room to sit by Serena who had made everyone drinks, and poured her a glass of lemonade. "Blair, is everything okay? I was in a meeting, but Serena sounded urgent when she called." Chuck was the first of the two boys to question the meeting as they walked to take seats. Chuck choosing to sit on the arm of sofa beside his wife.
Nate sat down in the arm chair, sipping the scotch S had made for him, "Yeah, we haven't had one of these meetings since gossip girl shut down." The ding of the elevator rang through the space and everyone turned the head quick. "What am I? On the outside again?"