This is my contribution to Limoversary. I chose to use the "seven" part of the prompt. I will be posting a total of seven one shots this week; one a day. Follow this fic for updates. These one shots are set in my "White Lies and Dark Secrets" universe. Even though the show has been done nearly two years now I'm still in love with this perfect couple and find myself still inspired to write about them. I hope you all enjoy. Feel free to share your thoughts via reviews, PMs, Twitter or Tumblr. Thanks for reading! xoxo


Seven Hours

It had been seven hours ago that his beautiful wife had pushed his son into the world. Seven hours ago that his life had turned completely upside down. Seven short hours ago that he had kissed her gently on the forehead thanking her for giving him the greatest gift he would ever receive; a son of his own. They were a family now, just the three of them. It was seven hours ago that he had stumbled, bleary eyed and dazed into the waiting room where Lily, Eleanor, Dorota and Serena were all waiting for the news. He had accepted their congratulations and hugs relaying weight, length, hair color and all the other little details they wanted to know.

It was six hours ago that they had finally gotten Blair settled and freshened up in her private suite. Surrounded by their family they had toasted the newest Bass arrival and gushed over his chubby cheeks and dark blue eyes that he had only opened briefly.

It was four and half hours ago that he had insisted everyone go so Blair could rest. She was exhausted even if she wouldn't admit. He could see her fighting to stay awake and if he were being honest he was being selfish. He wanted his family all to himself.

Four hours ago he lay down next to his deliriously happy but tired wife wrapping his arms around her as she cradled their son. They had talked softly about how perfect he was and how smart. Blair could tell already that he was a Yale man through and through. She had reached up to touch Chuck's cheek her eyes glistening with tears as she whispered an "I love you" against his lips.

The nurse had come in to check on her and move Henry to the bassinet which she placed right next to the side of the bed within Blair's reach. She then made sure Blair was comfortable before leaving them alone.

Chuck had held Blair while she fell asleep which didn't take more than three minutes. She was midsentence talking about a list of things she wanted Dorota to bring up to her when she drifted off. He laid there for a half hour keeping watch over his sleeping family.

He had spent the past hour going through work emails and responding to text messages from Jack, Nate, Eric, Harold, and other acquaintances offering congratulations. News had traveled fast that the Bass heir had arrived.

He was sitting in the large overstuffed chair thinking about his own childhood and father, swearing to himself that he would be different. He would love his son unconditionally. He would praise him and hug him daily. He would be the kind of father that took his son to the zoo and lunch with a stop at a toy store afterwards. He'd be a loving and kind father. He vowed, while sitting there, that he would protect and treasure his child always.

Henry at the moment started to stir. Chuck glanced at Blair. She was in a deep sleep. He doubted she'd hear anything at the moment. Chuck got up slowly and approached the bassinet where his swaddled seven hour old son was beginning to fuss.

Staring down at the baby it really hit him that he belonged to him and Blair. They were solely responsible for his well-being. He felt his heartbeat begin to speed up. He was someone's father.

Henry at this point was beginning to let his father know that he didn't like being ignored. Chuck, with shaking hands, reached down and gently picked up the crying baby. He held him close kissing his forehead.

"It's okay, Daddy's got you." He patted his bottom gently. He knew he was going to have to call for the nurse. He had absolutely no idea how to change a diaper plus Henry was probably going to need to be fed.

For the moment though ththe baby had settled back down pursing his full lips. Chuck touched his mouth gently. It was Blair's lips. He was amazed at seeing little pieces of each of them in their child.

He sat back down in the chair holding his beautiful son. It had only been seven hours but he was already hopelessly in love.