Author's Note:
Jack and Sophia lived in New York until her freshmen year of high school.
Nate and Sage broke up after Blair and Chuck's wedding. After that, he took a trip to Italy where crossed paths with Sophia. They had a one-night stand but Sophia doesn't remember because she was too drunk. He's actually Ava's dad.
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I imagine Sophia as Barbara Palvin.
Sydney International Airport
"Hey, dad is me. I just wanted to let you know that I am on my way to New York I know is short notice but there is something really important I need to tell you. I call you when I arrive at JFK. Love you."
Her dad was going to kill her and not just because she left him a voicemail telling him that she was on her way but also because he was about to find out that he was a grandpa. Her father had moved to New York two years ago after her uncle Bart died to help Chuck with the family business. He left before she could tell him that she was pregnant and after that she was too coward to tell him and it didn't help that he hadn't been back in Australia in two years.
"Mama play." Ava said to me while handing me one of her toys.
"Later sweetheart, we're almost leaving. Let's pick up your toys alright." I told her. At 18 months she didn't talk a lot but she could understand almost everything you told her. I know that as soon as we boarded the plane she was going to fall asleep.
As soon as I finish putting away all of her toys our seats were called to a board so I grabbed my purse, Ava's diaper bag, my carry on luggage and Ava's car seat. After we boarded I gave Ava my iPad so she could watch some cartoons until we took off and she fell asleep.
JFK Airport
I am so not ready to be back in the Upper East Side. I thought.
See life in the Upper East Side is glamorous, very glamorous and I used to love it but after me and my dad moved to Australia and I made from who were rich but were nice to everyone no matter if they rich or poor I realized that being born in the Upper East Side meant that you would learn to look down at everyone that wasn't as rich as you or richer. I also realized that all of them were spoiled. I remember when my mom was alive she would never get me everything I wanted because if she always gave me everything I would group up to be a brat. When Ava was born I decided that even though I had money to get everything she would ever want I wouldn't give her everything because I wanted her to group to be a great person, not someone who would throw a tantrum if they didn't get what they wanted.
"God help me. " I whispered as soon as the plane landed.
I looked at Ava who was still asleep. I brushed some of the hair that was on her face before unbuckling her from her car seat. When I was carrying her I put her car seat on top of my carry on and grabbed my purse and Ava's diaper bag. As soon as we got out of the plane and passed immigration I put Ava who was already awake in a bench. I got my phone out of my purse and dialed my dad.
"Hello. " he said as soon as he answered.
"Hey, dad. Did you get my voicemail?" I asked him.
"Yes. Are you already at JFK? Do you want me to go pick you up?" He said.
"Are you busy?" I asked nervously knowing that if he came to pick me up we were going to need a few hours to discuss my secret pregnancy.
"No. I will be on my way in a few minutes I am not far from there. I will call you when I get there so you can tell me where you are. Bye sweetheart." He said and hanged up.
"Well, Ava looks like you are about to meet your grandpa. " I told her when she looked at me. She gave me a smile and went back to playing with her stuffed bunny.
