Because you're still mine

Chapter 1

Blair sighed as she reached the door. This was a bad idea. She shouldn't have come but she had come so far.

Here Blair was, in Red Deer, Alberta. The trashy home n front of her was her own daughter. Well kind of. Blair had given up the small baby 5 years ago.

At the age of nineteen and single, due to her resent break up with boyfriend Chuck, she had been in no shape to be a mother.

She took a deep breath and knocked on the whit door.

A tall skinny woman with brown and blond curls answered the door.

"Hello," she said.

"Hi, are you Mandy Hictor by any chance?" Blair asked. She had hope in her eyes.

"Yes," The woman said politely.

"OMG, hi! I'm Blair Waldorf. Umm the birth mother of you daughter Charlotte." Blair said with confidence. She had practiced this speech in front of the mirror.

"Daughter? Oh no, I'm Charlottes foster parent. I spose you want to see her?" The woman asked.

"MY DAUGHTER IS IN FOSTER CARE!" I cried.

"Don't worry ma'am its okay. Come and see her,"

Blair slowly walked into the ugly home. She jumped when a cat walked past her. The foyer was a small tiled thing with a closet that held coats and shoes.

"Just wait here and ill go get her" Mandy smiled.

"Charlie," She called as she walked down the ugly hallway and disappeared into a room with a brown door.

Slowly, the woman came back with a young girl.

She was certain she had found the right girl. This girls face said Chuck Bass all over it. She had angular cheek bones and a smirk permanently glued to her face.

But at the same time Blair saw herself in the girl. The way she carried herself was the Waldorf way. She also had Blair's Chestnut curls and doe eyes despite the fact that they were the caramel colour of Chuck's eyes.

"Hello Charlotte." I said. She smiled.

"Hello. Who are you," The ten year old asked.

Blair gulped.

"Well I'm your real mother."

The girls eyes opened wide and she stared up at the older woman in wonder and amazement.

Blair gulped again. "And I was wondering if you would do me the honour of coming back and living with me. I have all the legal work done. Now all I need is the signature from Miss Hictor and your consent. Then we can go."

"Oh Mandy! Can I go with my mom?" The girl asked.

"Where are the papers?" She asked.

Blair noted that Mandy signed the papers a little too quickly for her liking. Thankfully the little girl didn't notice

She was to busy looking over Blair with wonder and amazement.

"Okay Charlie. Go pack and then we can leave," Blair said with a smile! She was now the proud parent of a little girl. It didn't even matter that she was a Bass baby.

The little girl ran down the hallway and into her "room". Much to Blair's dislike, it only took Charlie ten minutes to pack and she had a single suite case. In her hand she also had a purse.

As they were leaving to the taxi that would take them to airport, the young girl looked up at Blair in question.

"What's your name? Where do you live?"

Blair laughed.

"Well my name is Blair and we live in New York." She explained

"Brooklyn?" Charlie asked

Blair scoffed. "No silly. Manhattan!"

When Charlie looked confused Blair elaborated.

"You know? The Upper East Side!"

"Oh! Mandy says that, that is the rich side of the city. This is so cool!"

It was just after two in the morning when Blair and Charlie landed in NYC. Do to traffic, this meant it was three when they got home. Little Charlotte was a asleep.