AN: One Shot. After season 4, a quick overview of their lives.
It was ironic how it all ended. How they ended, never to be together again. No one expected this to happen. No one thought love could fail the idea of their perfection.
Blair had come back. She couldn't bare the separation, she came back and ran back to Chuck, but he was gone. She waited a week as he made plans to return. She didn't rush him; she had forever to spend with him.
Chuck came back and saw her standing in his pent house in all her glory.
"You came back?" His smile grew as he took the few steps he needs to reach her. His hands found their way around her waist and pulled her in for a hug. He hadn't realized how much he missed her, but at the sight of her, he almost cried.
"I came back for you, and you can never give me away." She hugged him tighter and began to cry into his shoulder. "I love you Chuck Bass, only you." She looked up into his eyes and allowed her tears to pour.
It didn't matter when, or how, or even why. She was here now, that's all that mattered.
"I'm pregnant," she looked away ashamed. She knew this moment could all go to hell the second she admitted it to him. The second she provided another reason to being with him, but he was thankful. He was thankful she came back to him, and brought back what was his instead of anything else.
"Blair," he didn't know what to say, but he felt elated. He could have a family; he could be a man, a father, someone who will protect Blair and their children. "Marry me," he brought her face to look at him, and gave her his best smile. "Marry me, make me the happiest man on earth... the happiest man in the universe... marry me and I'll never let you go"
They shared a searing kiss at that moment, neither letting each other go.
They swore eternity together, and promised themselves that they would do everything in their power for their love, and their child's happiness.
Months passed, and the baby was due. It would be a beautiful baby girl that Chuck prayed for every night. He was never a religious man, but at times like these, he'd pray. Blair was sick.
She was very sick; she wouldn't be able to go through with the pregnancy. The doctors all told her to accept that the baby was no good. It would kill her, but she refused to listen.
She believed in this baby. It brought her back to Chuck, and gave them the life she'd dreamed off the past few months.
The doctors took her in, and hours later brought out a beautiful baby girl. Chuck stood there in shock, he cried and yelled, and was begging to see her but the doctors said it was too late. She was gone; she died the same way his mother supposedly did. She died giving birth to a beautiful girl that brought them together.
Blair would have never chosen her own life over this little being. Chuck knew as much, and was thankful he was lucky enough to spend these last few months with her. As her friend, her lover, her husband...
The little girl began to wail, and he couldn't cry anymore. He had to be strong for her. So he held her a little bit closer, cooed at her gently and whispered his love to her.
"I love you baby girl... I love you baby Blair"