To be honest this is just a bit of fun. I started writing it a while ago – summer does that to my muses :S – and found it today, along with quite a few others ;) So, I figured I might as well try make something of it and then post it and see if it gets any response :)

Hope you like…

Title: Family Matters
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters
A/N: Starts off with SPOILERS from the first episode of Season Two – or ones reported from a while ago, but who knows. Oh, an this could have been season two compliant, if I'd posted it before the spoilers all appeared – like last month when it was first typed, but there you go… ;)
Summary: With Blair Waldorf living mere feet away from him, hardly even glancing an eye in his direction nevermind actually speaking to him, Chuck Bass needs a distraction. And what is family if it's not there in times of need?

"Change always comes bearing gifts."
– Price Pritchett

Chapter One: And The Family Just Keeps On Growing

The server is standing by Blair as she lounges in the sun on the patio by the pool.

"Miss Waldorf," he addresses her, offering her a drink.

She smiles at him, taking a refreshment from his tray, and saying, "Thank you."

Moments later, when the server has already scuttled off, a shadow casts over her, and she turns her gaze upward to look at said interference with annoyance.

Chuck Bass is standing over her, before he leans across her body to grab a towel, smirking as he watches her hold back a shriek.

Instead she fits him with a peeved expression and mutters calmly, "You're getting me wet."

He merely smirks at her in response, and she swears it's gotten wider since he first appeared. "Now we're getting somewhere."

She leans forward and pushes him away with both hands, telling him, "Yeah, getting over there."

A chuckle escapes from his lips as he regains his footing.

The server appears once more, and clears his throat, effectively gaining the attention of both of them, as he says, "Excuse me, Mr. Bass, someone is here to see you."

They both turn their heads to the sound of footsteps approaching, and share identical looks of complete surprise at who they see crossing the threshold towards them.

"Chuckie!" is the scream, of what could only be described as absolute joy.

"Ownie!" his cry came out more startled than sheer, boisterous excitement; not that the other noticed of course; but Blair can already see the smile tugging at his lips.

...

Ownie Bass, or Rowena as she was Baptised, was Bart Bass's youngest child, a daughter no less.

A seven-year-old bundle of seemingly endless energy; with that damned smirk and sarcasm she'd learned from her big brother already perfected and readily put into motion at a moments notice.

Needless to say, she's a handful.

And lucky them; as it appears she'll be staying for the remainder of the holidays.

Just what she needs, Blair thinks to herself, another Bass to wear down the resolve she's worked so hard to maintain through a series of French men and their wondrous cuisine; not to mention fashion. Shopping, after all, was a priority when it came to healing a broken heart.

She watches as the corners of Chuck's eyes soften, as his little sister speed-talks, her hands flying around animatedly, and her face brimming with delight.

He may be an absolute ass, but get him within ten feet of that little girl and he was like someone else entirely; it was how it had always been.

She had this fantastic ability to change his whole persona in a matter of moments.

Maybe two Basses were indeed better than one.


TBC…

This was started forever ago and I figured I might as well try and make something of it and post it before the season premiere. Chapters will most likely be rather short, and the story shouldn't span too many of them, but we'll see.

It's mostly just a bit of fun tbh

Also, where Ownie's been for the past however long will be revealed soon enough ;)

Thanks for reading, and please let me know what you thought – it means a lot!
Steph
xxx