This is my multi chapter future fic. Everything is canon through the five year flash forward. I am basing this story on that timeline. So if we go by that Blair was 24 when she had Henry which makes her forty-three in this story. Hope you enjoy my take on the future Basses. As always I own nothing except the new characters I created.

Cordelia Eleanor Bass rushed down the hall of Constance School for Girls with her chocolate curls bouncing. It was the last day of classes before winter break and she couldn't be happier. She wanted to get home as quickly as possible since her Aunt Serena was arriving and so was her older brother Henry. She smiled to herself as she opened her locker. Henry was nineteen and a freshman at Yale. She had just seen him four weeks prior at Thanksgiving. She adored her older brother and couldn't wait to hear all about school and the fun he was having.

Tonight was also the annual Bass Industries Family Holiday Party. It was always held at the Palace hotel and it was always a magical night. When she was a little girl she used to look forward to the arrival of Santa Claus in the Grand Ballroom, presents in tow, fake snow falling gently. But now that she was newly sixteen and a sophisticated young lady she was looking forward to dancing all night with her handsome boyfriend and wearing her brand new Waldorf Original gown.

She grabbed her book bag out of her locker and set it on the ground and then slipped on her coat. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out a tube of Chanel lip gloss and dabbed a small amount onto her plump lips.

"I was going to kiss you but now you can forget it."

She turned to see her gorgeous boyfriend, Matthew Goring, standing behind her. "You'll kiss me gloss or no gloss." She smiled up at him.

He kissed her deeply sliding his hands into her coat and up her back. He pushed his tongue into her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck and entwined her fingers into the back of his hair pulling him closer.

"If Dad saw you right now you would be in so much trouble."

Cordelia pulled away from Matt to face her younger brother Ned. He was leaning against the locker next to hers.

Edward Harold Cyrus Bass was fourteen and the spitting image of their father. Their mother often joked that had she not given birth to him herself she wouldn't believe he was hers.

He pushed himself away from the locker. "Mom just called and she's out front."

Cordelia sighed and rolled her eyes. "Why is she here?" Normally Daniel, their driver, picked them up on his own.

Ned shrugged. "She said something about having a fitting and stopping by on her way home or something. I'm not sure I tuned her out."

Cordelia picked up her bag and slung it onto her shoulder. She leaned forward and gave Matt one last kiss. "I'll see you tonight."

He nodded. "I'll be there at seven."

"You better make it seven-thirty. We have family photos and you don't want to be present for that craziness." She grabbed the sleeve of Ned's coat giving it a tug. "Come on."

Cordelia paused on the way out of the building to say good bye to a couple of friends. She was the Queen of Constance just like her mother and Aunt before her and she ruled with an iron fist. Absolutely nothing got by her. Not everyone loved her but there wasn't a girl in that school that didn't wish to be her. She was a gorgeous, intelligent young lady with the perfect boyfriend. Plus her last name was Bass and that trumped everything.

Her best friend Sophia Stanhope came up to her slightly out of breath. She grabbed Cordelia's arm. "Cor, I just heard that Joanna is wearing plum silk tonight. She told Wendy Martin that no one was going to tell her what color she could or could not wear."

Cordelia stopped dead in her tracks. All the girls attending tonight's party had been giving strict instructions that the color plum and any shade of it were completely off limits. It was Cordelia's color for the evening.

"How dare she? Is she still here?"

Sophia tilted her head towards the doors. "In the courtyard."

"Well I hope for her sake she has a backup dress."

Ned groaned. "Cor, we don't have time for this. Mom is waiting and you know how she gets."

"This will only take two minutes." She stormed out through the doors and into the courtyard. She spotted Joanna Parker sitting at a table chatting with some other girls.

Cordelia suddenly realized how much she disliked Joanna with her perfectly straight, blonde hair and blue eyes. It didn't help that she had dated Matt for about two months sophomore year. Cordelia stepped right behind her and cleared her throat. Joanna turned slightly to take in Cordelia's very upset face and turned back to face the girls she was talking to.

Cordelia glanced at the two other girls. "If you would excuse us, I need a minute with Joanna."

The other girls knowing better than to cross Cordelia Bass, got up wishing her a Merry Christmas as they left the table quickly.

Joanna turned sideways on the bench. "What's got you all riled up?"

Cordelia crossed her arms in front of herself. "I think you know exactly why I'm upset. You are going to have to pick a different dress for tonight."

Joanna stood up glancing at Ned and Sophia. A few other kids had stopped to watch what was going on. Everyone loved a good Cordelia Bass smack down.

Joanna tilted her chin up defiantly. "I'm wearing my dress."

"Then you'll find yourself no longer on the guest list."

Cordelia was just getting started when suddenly there was a commotion behind them and she heard her mother's undeniable voice. "Excuse me."

Blair Waldorf Bass appeared at the top of the steps in the courtyard wearing a tailored custom made Dior skirt and coat, hair perfectly done and the scent of Chanel around her. "Cordelia, what in the world is taking you so long? You're Aunt Serena will be at the house before we get there. Let's go."

Everyone was staring at Mrs. Charles Bass. Even at forty-three she was a sight to behold. Everyone knew her and her husband. They were the King and Queen of Manhattan society and they ruled beautifully together.

She crossed her arms much like her daughter was doing. "Now," she demanded.

Cordelia rolled her eyes. "I'm in the middle of something Mother. Just give me five minutes."

Blair took a deep breath and two steps forward. "Whatever you and your friends are discussing can be done via text on the ride home."

Joanna smiled a fake smile at Blair. "You are right as always Mrs. Bass. Cordelia I'll see you tonight." She turned grabbed her bag and went back into school through the doors.

Cordelia pushed a hand through her hair and stormed past her mother heading down the stairs and to the waiting limo.

Daniel held the door open for her as she slid into the opposite seat throwing her bag onto the floor of the car. She really disliked her mother sometimes. Blair Bass was perfect. She was the perfect wife, the perfect business woman with the perfect family. It made Cordelia want to scream. How could she possibly measure up to all that?

Blair slid in followed by Ned. Daniel glanced inside. "Straight home Mrs. Bass?"

Blair nodded adjusting her skirt. "Yes Daniel. Thank you."

The chauffeur shut the door on them. Blair ran a hand through her perfectly arranged curls and then looked at her daughter. "Cordelia what was that all about?"

Cordelia glanced sideways at her mother. "You humiliated me in front of my peers."

"All I did was meet my daughter afterschool. Do you know how many times my mother did that?" Cordelia knew this was a rhetorical question so she remained silent. "Zero. So forgive me for wanting to pick my children up from school and maybe get to spend ten uninterrupted minutes with them." Blair rearranged her coat. "What a terrible mother you have?"

"It's not that you came to school it's that you came up there and retrieved me like I was five years old or something."

"I told Ned we were in a hurry. I have a lot on my agenda today, Cordelia, with your Aunt Serena and Henry arriving and your father's party. I'm extremely pressed for time."

Cordelia sighed. "Whatever."

Blair leaned forward and placed a well-manicured hand on her daughter's knee. Her Harry Winston engagement ring and diamond wedding bands glinted in the interior light. "Cordelia, darling, you know I would never intentionally embarrass you."

When Cordelia turned her head away Blair, sighing, sat back in her seat. She was about to say something more when her phone rang. She glanced at the caller id and answered it immediately.

"Serena! Have you landed already?"

Cordelia tuned her mother out as she stared out the window watching the park go by as they made their way further uptown. Sometimes she wished she was anyone but Cordelia Bass.

Cordelia was the first one out of the limo and through the front door of the Bass family townhouse. She rushed through the foyer as everyone followed behind. Dorota was setting out tea in the formal living room. Cordelia had never really thought about the fact that Daniel and Dorota must communicate unbeknownst to her because tea was always being served just as they were arriving home. Another one of her mother's machinations of this she was sure.

Dorota stepped into the hall. "Miss Cordelia your father brought those chocolate biscuits you like all the way from London."

Cordelia threw her coat onto the hall table dropping her book bag onto the marble floor. "I don't want any Dorota." She rushed past the woman who'd been a staple in her life ever since the day she was born without a glance.

She was just setting a foot on the bottom step to go up to her bedroom when her mother's voice stopped her. "How dare you speak to Dorota like that young lady?" Blair Bass didn't yell, neither of her parents did, they had a certain tone they used and this was it.

Cordelia plastered on a fake smile and turned to face Dorota. "I'm sorry Dorota but if you don't mind I'm extremely tired and I'm going to my room. Thank you very much."

Dorota who could feel the obvious tension nodded. "Of course Miss Cordelia. It's okay."

"No it's not okay," Blair snapped. "You are going to sit down and have tea with the family."

Cordelia gripped the highly polished bannister. "I don't want anything."

Blair removed her coat as Ned went into the living room and sat down. "I don't care what you do or do not want. You are going to sit down with us and be civil."

Any other time and Cordelia would have done exactly what her mother had told her to do. For sixteen years she had allowed her mother to control almost everything she did but something snapped in that moment.

"I don't want any tea! I'm sixteen years old and I think I'm old enough to decide whether I want tea or not! Why do you get to decide everything in my life?" She was yelling at her mother for the first time ever.

For a split second Blair was shocked into silence and then regrouped and calmly took a step towards her daughter. "I'll tell you why I get to decide these things. It's because you are my child," she pushed a finger into her own chest, "whether you like it or not. I carried you for nine months and I birthed you after twenty-two long hours of excruciating labor. I have loved you, doted on you and given you everything you could ever want for in this life and then some. So when I tell you to sit down and have tea, you are going to sit down, put a smile on your face and have tea. Are we clear?"

"What is going on?" Neither Cordelia nor Blair had noticed Chuck coming out of his office and into the foyer.

Blair turned to her husband and crossed the marble floor to where he stood looking confused. She kissed him gently on the lips. "Nothing. We're just sitting down for tea. All of us." She glanced over her shoulder at her daughter.

Cordelia watched as her mother squeezed her father's arm and then entered the living room to sit next to Ned. She heard her ask, "So Neddie how was the algebra exam today."

Cordelia knew this routine well. If her mother didn't like the way things were going she just pretended they weren't happening and moved on.

Cordelia was still standing there on the bottom step of the grand staircase glaring in the direction her mother had just gone.

Her father came to her. "Cor, sit down and have tea with us." He removed the death grip she still held on the bannister. "Come on, do it for me, sweetheart. I was in London all week and I've missed sitting down with my family."

Cordelia sighed. "Fine but I'm only doing this for you and not her."

Chuck shook his head sighing. "Of course."

She took her father's hand and they entered the living room sitting down on the opposite couch from her mother and Ned. She picked up her teacup and took a sip.

Her mother smiled and continued to chat as if nothing had happened. Just another typical afternoon in the Bass household.

Blair was still upset from the fight with Cordelia as she entered the master bedroom to get ready for the party. Sometimes she felt like she had no idea who Cordelia was or where she had come from. She had always tried to have a relationship with her daughter that she had never had with her own mother at that age. She and Chuck had made a conscious decision when they decided to start a family to be present parents. She made sure she was at every school event, piano and dance recitals. She was home most mornings to have breakfast with the children and home a lot of nights to tuck them into bed when they were younger. Now she was starting to wonder if it was all worth it. Maybe she had been too available.

She quickly changed out of her clothes and into a French silk slip which had been handmade in Paris. She sat down at her vanity in her dressing room and began to remove her makeup.

Lost in thought she hadn't heard Chuck enter until he was right behind her. She jumped slightly. "You startled me."

He placed his hands on her bare shoulders. "Sorry." He leaned forward and kissed her cheek. "Can we just stay home tonight?"

She smiled as he kissed her ear. "Who would've ever believed that there would be a day that the great Chuck Bass would want to stay home instead of going out."

He pushed her hair aside as he nuzzled her neck kissing it lightly. "Anyone who had someone like you as their wife would understand completely." He pulled her to her feet and turned her to face him. "I've missed you."

She glanced up at him seductively. "How much?"

He kissed her deeply as he turned them and pushed her up against the wall of her dressing room. The silk fabric covering the wall felt cool against the bare skin of her back. She felt his hands slide up her inner thigh and for a minute she completely let go as she felt him push aside her thong. She gasped as he pushed two fingers deep inside of her.

He smirked at finding her wet. "Even after all these years you are always so ready for me, aren't you?" He kissed her as he pumped his fingers in and out of her a couple of times.

She moaned as he removed himself from her and picked her up quickly carrying her to their bed. He laid her gently back onto the mattress.

Chuck stared down at her for a minute and Blair immediately felt self-conscious. "What?" she whispered.

He shook his head. "Every once and awhile I'm shocked that you're actually mine." He reached down to his belt and began unbuckling it. "We've built this incredible life together and you're so perfect. Sometimes I don't think I deserve you."

She sat up reaching for the buttons on his custom made Turnbull and Asser shirt unbuttoning each one slowly. "It's true you don't deserve me but you're lucky I fell in love with you in spite of that."

He pulled the shirt free from his pants and discarded it onto the floor. "You're such a little bitch sometimes."

She laid back removing her thong and tossing it aside. "I know and you wouldn't want me any other way."

He pulled his pants and boxers off and let them join the growing pile on the floor. He was on top of her and inside of her in one thrust. "Absolutely not."

Twenty minutes later she was spent and relaxed for the first time in a week. Her head was on Chuck's chest and her arm was draped across his bare stomach. "Thank you." She was panting slightly.

He kissed the top of her head. "You're welcome." He started to play with the curls that were in disarray at her back. "What was going on with you and Cordelia this afternoon?"

Blair sighed. "She's been so rude to me lately Chuck. I feel like no matter what I do it's the wrong thing."

Chuck lifted her face up so he could look at her. "She's a teenage girl Blair."

"I know I just thought we'd have the kind of relationship where we'd be able to really talk to each other and she would feel comfortable talking to me about everything and we'd never disagree. The kind of relationship I didn't have with my own mother when I was her age." She felt tears welling up in her eyes and hated her weakness showing like this.

Chuck rubbed her back. "She's your daughter Blair, not your friend."

"Easy for you to say, she adores you."

He kissed her deeply. "Not as much as I adore her mother."

He rolled her over spreading her thighs wide and settling himself between them. He was hard again. A week of no sex would do this to him.

"I can't Chuck. I have to shower. Robert will be her any minute to do my hair."

He pushed into her as she gasped. "He'll wait."

Her kissing him and pulling him closer to her was the only acceptance he needed.

The Bass holiday party was a huge success and the next couple of days passed by in a haze. Cordelia had spent the day shopping with her mom and Serena and had just finished hiding her brothers' presents when Sophia knocked and without waiting for a reply burst into her room.

"Cor, have you talked to anyone today?" Her cheeks were bright pink and she was breathless as she tossed her coat onto Cordelia's desk chair.

Cordelia plopped down on the edge of her bed. "No, I was shopping and you know my mother doesn't allow me to bring my cell phone when I'm out with her. I literally just got home." She then realized that her friend was pacing and looking very nervous. "Sophia what's wrong?"

Sophia was the exact opposite of Cordelia. She had strawberry blonde hair and pale skin with a dusting of freckles on her face. She was slightly plump and always second guessing herself. She didn't even have a quarter of Cordelia's self-confidence. They had been best friends since kindergarten when Cordelia had punched Billy Weinstein in the nose for teasing Sophia.

She stopped pacing wringing her hands together. "Oh Cordelia there's all kinds of horrible rumors going around."

Cordelia felt a knot in her stomach. "What kind of rumors?"

Sophia glanced at the door still ajar. She crossed the room closing it and came back sitting down next to her best friend. "It's about your parents."

Cordelia felt a second of relief. "My parents? What is it now? That my mother is pregnant or maybe that my father has a second family in Iowa? Please Soph these things go around all the time." She got up and sat down at her vanity picking up her hairbrush.

Sophia got up shaking her head. "Cordelia this is about their past."

Cordelia stood up to stare at her best friend. "Oh for God's sake Sophia just spit it out."

"They're saying that your parents only got married because your father was wanted for the murder of your grandfather. Your mother was the only witness so your father married her so she couldn't testify against him."

"That's crazy. My parents did get married quickly after Grandfather Bart died but that was only because they had waited so long to be together. My grandfather's fall from that roof was a tragic and horrible accident." She was shaking her head. She had heard the story a thousand times about how after the accident her parents had realized how short and precious life was and how they couldn't wait another minute to spend the rest of their lives together.

Sophia wouldn't look at her best friend and Cordelia knew there was more. "What else aren't you telling me?"

"There's other things too."

Cordelia sat back down next to her friend. "Like what other things?"

"Stuff like your father using your mother in a property dispute."

"Using her how?" she swallowed the lump in her throat.

Sophia stared down at the floor. "I guess your father traded her for a hotel deed."

Cordelia stood back up shaking her head. "No. There's no way. My father adores the ground my mother walks on. There is absolutely no way he would do something like that." Her mind was spinning.

Sophia got up to stand in front of her friend. "People are saying there's an actual contract."

"Where is all this information coming from?"

Sophia placed her hands on her friend's shoulders. "Don't freak out. It's Joanna Parker."

Cordelia let out a sigh. "That little bitch. It's obviously all lies. She's just trying to get back at me for having her removed from the guest list the other night. I'm going to make her pay for this one."

"There's more Cor. Joanna is saying that Matt gave her all the information."

All the color drained from Cordelia's face. "She has to be lying right?"

Sophia shrugged. "I don't know. From what I've seen today anything's possible."

Cordelia took a deep breath and straightened her shoulders. "Well there's only one way to get to the bottom of this." She went into her closet grabbing a coat. She was going to see Matt and she was going to clear this whole mess up. There was no way any of this could possibly be true. Her parents were so in love it was sickening. She knew they had a complicated history but this was beyond anything she could imagine. She would talk to Matt and he would explain how the whole thing was a huge misunderstanding or Joanna's way of twisting the truth to get back at her. Either way no one was going to mess with her family and get away with it.

A/N I chose Cordelia as Chuck and Blair's daughter's name because it's the name of King Lear's faithful daughter in the Shakespeare play. Obviously Eleanor is after Blair's mom. Edward/Ned has always been a favorite of mine. Sorry if any of you are unhappy with the choices but that's life.