I was in the mood for Chuck and Blair fluffiness so I wrote this little Christmas future fic. It's way too long but I didn't have the heart to chop and delete any of it. I liked all the parts so I left it intact. Hope you all enjoy and only one episode to go! I'm so ready for Chuck and Blair happiness finally.
It was nine o'clock on a Friday morning and Blair Waldorf Bass was still in bed. Under any circumstances this would be unusual but being a week before Christmas it was unheard of. She sighed contentedly as the cause of her still being abed kissed her deeply.
She felt her husband's hand cup her breast as his other hand made its way over her extremely large stomach and down between her legs.
She separated her mouth from his. "Chuck, I have to go into the office for a bit before I pick Henry up from preschool."
He squeezed her nipple between his thumb and forefinger causing her to gasp as he kissed her neck. "Dorota can pick up our offspring," he mumbled against her throat.
Blair wrapped her arms around her his neck as his mouth captured hers once more. She moaned, "I promised I'd pick him up. It's his last day before break and he wants to show me the gingerbread house the class made together."
He looked up at her sighing and giving her those eyes of his that were so hard to resist. "Don't give me that look Charles Bass. We've made love twice this morning."
Chuck kissed her again and moved his hand from between her thighs to her stomach. "You do realize that at some point in the next two weeks you're going to be giving birth and then its six weeks of abstinence for me."
She cupped his cheek. "Yes and I know how hard it is for you my darling. But I have a million things to do today." She kissed him gently. "I promise tonight we'll get Henry to bed early and then I'm all yours."
She started to struggle to get up when Chuck stopped her. He got out of the bed on the opposite side and rushed around to help her up. She swung her feet to the floor as he pulled her upright. He then handed her robe to her. She slipped into it as she stood up tying it high above her belly.
"Thank you. I don't know what I'll do all day without you to help me." She kissed him gently. "You should shower first."
He wrapped his arms around her. "We could save time and just shower together." He raised his eyebrows at her.
"That has never saved us time in all our years together." Suddenly she gasped as a sharp pain stretched from her belly to her lower back. She released a breath. "Whoa."
Chuck placed his hand over hers on her belly. "Are you okay?"
She nodded. "It's just Braxtons like I had with Henry. Besides if this little guy is anything like his older brother I don't expect him on time." She smiled at him.
"We Bass men can't be rushed."
She kissed him. "What time is your flight?"
"I'm leaving at eleven. The lunch meeting is scheduled for one and I'll be back in time for dinner." He was headed to Chicago where Bass Industries was in negotiations to purchase the Peninsula Hotel.
"Promise me you'll travel safely." She looked at him intently.
They were both thinking of a horrible night not so long ago. From that time onward she always worried about him flying. He kissed her forehead gently. "Always. I love you."
"Me too. I'll go get your coffee." She started walking away from him letting go of his hand reluctantly.
"Thank you." He headed to the bathroom.
Blair started down the stairs to the kitchen when she felt another pain. She gripped the bannister tightly and waited a second for it to pass. Suddenly Dorota appeared at the bottom.
"Miss Blair, you okay?" She looked worriedly up at Blair.
Blair forced a smile. "Fine just a twitch."
She walked the rest of the way down under Dorota's watchful eye.
"Perhaps its better you stay home today."
Blair shook her head as she headed in the direction of the kitchen. "I am perfectly fine. I have to approve some fabrics at the office and then I'm picking my son up from school and having lunch with him. We'll be home all afternoon."
Dorota followed her employer into the kitchen not liking this plan one little bit.
Blair awkwardly got up from her desk and headed into the work room of the atelier. Everyone was busy trying to finish the fall designs. She felt another sharp pain and could no longer deny the fact that she may actually be in labor. She glanced at her watch. It was eleven fifty. Henry would be getting out in the next fifteen, twenty minutes. She decided she would get him and take him back to the townhouse before heading to the hospital.
She said her good byes to everyone and headed downstairs and out of her building. She normally walked the four blocks to Henry's preschool but today she was incapable of it so she hailed a cab and five minutes later she was walking into his school.
Usually she waited patiently outside the classroom for Henry's teacher to release him but she didn't have time for that today. She boldly walked past the other mothers and their covetous stares swinging open the door to the classroom.
Ms. Valles, Henry's teacher, looked up from the book she was reading to see a breathless Blair. "Mrs. Bass, I'm sorry we aren't quite finished yet."
Henry upon seeing his mother got up from the rug where he was sitting and ran to her shouting, "Mommy!"
Blair wrapped an arm around her son. "I'm sorry I have a small matter of the utmost importance to attend to so I need to take Henry now."
Ms. Valles got up instructing the rest of the children to stay seated as she crossed the room to help Henry with his coat and backpack. "I hope everything is alright, Mrs. Bass."
Blair nodded. "Yes thank you. Have a wonderful holiday and we'll see you in the New Year." Blair turned leading Henry out of the room and down the hall through the doors and onto the sidewalk.
She clasped Henry's hand as she tried to hail a cab. Unfortunately there wasn't one to be had. They were three street blocks from their home. She started to walk to the corner. Pulling out her phone from her pocket she hit number three which was Dorota.
Henry looked up at his mother slightly confused. "I wanted to hear the story. Why we leave early?"
Blair felt another pain. "Sorry sweetie. We're just in a little hurry." She didn't want to scare him.
Dorota answered on the third ring. "Dorota is Arthur back from the airport?"
Dorota informed her that he was stuck in bridge traffic getting back into the City. Blair cursed and Henry's eyes became huge.
"Mommy you say bad word."
Blair looked down at him. "Don't you dare repeat it."
He smiled at her and Blair had a strong feeling she was going to hear that word at the most inopportune moment. "Dorota, I'm pretty sure I'm in labor. I just left school with Henry but I can't get a cab. We're nearly on Fifth and headed towards home. Make sure you have a cab there waiting for me."
Dorota started to panic and Blair reprimanded her. She didn't want to upset Henry. She hung up and dialed Serena who was just back from California.
Serena answered immediately. "B, what's going on? I've missed you so much."
Blair took a deep breath as she and Henry turned the corner and started up Fifth Avenue. "S, I don't have time for that right now. I'm in labor and Chuck is midflight to Chicago. I need you to meet me at the house."
Serena started to freak out and Blair was trying to calm her down when she was hit with a huge contraction as she felt a surge of wetness run down her thighs. In the midst of the pain she dropped her phone and doubled over letting go of Henry's hand.
Henry bent down and picked up his mother's phone. He held it up to his ear and heard Serena asking, "Blair? Blair, answer me."
A huge smile spread across Henry's face. "Auntie Serena!" It was then that he noticed the front of his mother's dress was wet. Only the top two buttons of her coat had been buttoned leaving the lower half of her uncovered. "Mommy had an accident."
Serena started to panic. "Henry, what kind of accident did your mommy have?"
Henry started to giggle. "She went pee, pee. Daddy is going to be so mad."
Blair straightened herself up as a man stopped next to her. "Ma'am are you alright?"
Blair grimaced at him. "Do I look alright?"
He took her elbow. "Can I get you a cab?"
"Yes, please."
He left her as he walked to the curb and started to try and flag a taxi. Henry who was still talking to Serena was starting to pace.
"Did you bring me a present from your trip?"
Blair reached out for the phone. "Henry, you can talk to Aunt Serena later. Mommy needs the phone." She took it from him and he immediately started to cry.
"I wanna talk to Auntie Serena!"
Blair had zero patience left. "Henry Charles Bass you stop it this instant." She took his hand in hers again.
"Serena, can you meet me?"
Serena was so relieved to hear Blair's voice. "Yes I'm already en route. I'll be across the park and to you in ten minutes."
Blair breathed a sigh of relief as hot tears started to roll down her cheeks. "Thank you. I'm a little scared right now that I'm going to have this baby on Fifth Avenue."
"There are worst places. Why don't you stay on the phone with me?"
Blair wiped her cheek. "No I need to call Chuck's assistant and get her to have them turn the plane around. I'll meet you at the house. Oh and thank you."
"What are friends for? I'm already halfway across the park.'
Blair felt relief as she said goodbye. She noticed the man was still unable to hail a cab. Midday wasn't the best time especially this far uptown.
She shouted to him. "Thank you for your help. I need to get home it's only two blocks. We'll walk."
The man came back to her and Henry. "Let me walk with you."
Blair shook her head as she started to pull Henry along. "No really you've done more than enough. Thank you."
Henry started to pull back on Blair's arm. "I don't wanna walk. I want Arthur to drive us."
Blair bent over as much as she could and looked her son directly in the eyes. "Henry you have to be helpful to mommy right now. Your new brother is ready to be born and mommy has to get you home so I can go to the hospital."
He shook his head. "I'm too tired to walk."
Blair thought for a minute. "Do you remember how you wanted to go to Disney World and daddy said not in his lifetime?"
Henry nodded wiping his eyes. "Well if you walk like a big boy the whole way home I promise you the biggest and best trip to Disney World. Okay?"
Henry eyed his mother suspiciously. "A real trip."
Blair nodded. "A real trip."
"Can I sleep in the castle?"
Blair nodded again. "You may sleep anywhere you'd like. Now let's hurry."
Henry was good as gold the next two blocks discussing all the things he was going to see at Disney World. Blair spoke to Chuck's assistant, Bethany, and she was going to contact the pilot and let them know to come back.
As they approached the townhouse Blair saw Dorota rushing towards them. She took one look at Blair and shook her head. "Are you okay?"
Blair hugged her. "I am now. Is Serena here yet?"
Dorota shook her head. Blair handed Henry off to her and headed into the foyer of the house. She dropped her coat onto the floor when she was hit with another contraction. She breathed deeply through her nose and exhaled through her mouth.
"This all feels so much faster than with Henry."
Dorota rubbed her back. "Second baby always quicker."
Henry, worried about his mother, went to hug her when he felt the dampness of her dress. "Mommy is daddy going to take away your specials?"
Blair looked at him questioningly. Specials were what Chuck and Blair called the stars that Henry earned for good behavior. After he earned a certain amount of stars he was able to do something or buy something fun. He would lose stars whenever he misbehaved. "What? Why are you asking that?"
"Daddy did that when I had my accident."
Blair stroked his cheek. "Mommy didn't have that kind of accident Henry. It's just water that lets me know the baby is ready to come."
Dorota decided to end this conversation. "Master Henry come with me, Katie make your lunch." She took Henry's hand and then looked at Blair. "I be up in a minute."
Blair forced a smile and started to make her way to the large staircase. Suddenly Serena burst through the door. "Blair!"
She rushed to her friend's side hugging her. "My car is waiting out front. Let's go."
Blair shook her head. "I want to take a quick shower and change."
Serena was about to argue when she noticed the determined look on Blair's face. She decided to just go with it and followed her best friend up the stairs.
An hour later and Blair was in her private suite at Lenox Hill fully sedated. She was eight and half centimeters dilated when she arrived. Serena was by her side the whole time. They found out that Chuck had just landed and was taking the helicopter back to the City. They didn't want to take a chance of him getting stuck in traffic.
Blair smiled at Serena. "I feel so good right now."
Serena laughed at her. "I feel slightly traumatized. I'm thinking about possibly being childless forever."
Blair nodded. "Well, when the option is procreating with Humphrey I say it's not such a bad choice."
Serena gave her a pointed look. "I'm going to ignore that because you're in labor and drugged up."
"I can't believe this is happening two weeks early. It's all Chuck's fault."
Serena set aside her Vogue magazine. "It takes two to make a baby Blair."
Blair shook her head. "I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about the early labor. He just had to have sex this morning and not just once but twice." Blair held up her two fingers in case Serena didn't get it. "He wanted a third go and I put my foot down."
Serena grimaced. "That's enough! I don't want to hear about your pregnant sex with my brother."
Blair giggled. "It was good too. He's so good at it." She had a far off look in her eyes.
Serena got up plugging her ears. "Stop it!"
Dr. Yorke entered the room at just that moment. "Alright Blair. Let's take a look. I have a feeling it's going to be time to push."
Blair started to shake her head. "No, no I can't push. Chuck isn't here."
Serena stepped back over to Blair's side and took her hand. The nurse put Blair's legs up. Dr. Yorke stepped between and proceeded to check her. "Blair, we can't wait. When it's time it's time." She examined Blair and then helped lower her legs. "You're fully dilated. We can try something called passive descent. As long as the fetal heart rate and you are okay we can wait to push till you feel the urge. It may buy you an hour."
Blair nodded. "I want to try that. I don't want to have the baby without Chuck here."
Dr. Yorke nodded sympathetically. "I understand but you need to realize that we may change course at any moment and once you feel the urge we need to start pushing. We don't want to do anything to put your baby at risk."
Blair agreed. "I understand."
"Are you comfortable?" she asked.
"Yes. Thank you."
Dr. Yorke nodded. "Good. I'll be back shortly to check you on you. Rest now so you have the energy later." She left the room with the nurse following behind.
Blair sighed as she rested her head back onto the pillow. "Would you try Chuck again? I need to know where he is."
Serena picked up her phone and dialed her brother. "Straight to voicemail which is a good sign, it means he's on the helicopter."
Blair nodded closing her eyes. "Perfect. I can't do this without him."
Thirty minutes later and Blair was in full hard labor. There was no holding back. Serena had spoken to Chuck and he was supposed to be there any minute. Blair was exhausted and upset. Serena was rubbing her back and trying to make her feel better.
After one particularly hard contraction she fell back onto the pillows and started to cry. "I can't do this without Chuck."
Serena pushed her hair back from her forehead and dapped at it with a cool cloth. "You are Blair Waldorf Bass there is nothing you can't do. Do you hear me?"
Blair nodded weakly. "You're right." She started to vaguely feel another contraction and Serena helped her sit up.
Dr. Yorke looked at the monitor. "Alright Blair, I'm thinking maybe two to three more good pushes. Are you ready?"
Blair took a deep breath. "Okay let's do this."
Just then Chuck rushed into the room. "I'm not too late am I?"
Blair looked over at him and burst into tears. "You made it."
He rushed over to the bed and wrapped his arm around her kissing her sweaty temple. "Of course I did." He kissed her again. "I'm so sorry. They wouldn't grant us clearance for takeoff and I had to do a lot of bribing."
Blair looked confused as she turned towards Serena and saw her shaking her head at Chuck. "Did you lie to me?" Just then her contraction started to crest and she beared down with all her strength. Chuck rubbed her back.
When it was over Chuck kissed her again. "We'll discuss all this later. Right now let's just concentrate on bringing our son into the world."
Serena passed him the cloth she had been using for Blair. "I'll give you guys some privacy."
Blair grabbed her arm. "You need to stay. You've been here for me and for the baby. I want you to stay." The next contraction started.
Dr. Yorke looked at them. "Alright this is it Blair."
Blair put all the strength she had left into this push and suddenly she heard Dr. Yorke say, "He's here and he's perfect."
Blair collapsed back onto the bed and started to cry as her newborn son did the same. Chuck leaned over kissing her forehead. "I'm so proud of you my beautiful girl." He kissed her lips gently. "You are so amazing." He kissed her two more times. "I love you so much."
The nurse laid their son onto Blair's chest. Blair touched his tiny fingers. "He's absolutely wonderful."
Chuck gently touched his son's cheek. "Just like his mother."
Serena's eyes were starting to pool. She had never seen anything more breathtaking than the sight of Chuck and Blair with their newborn son. She leaned over placing a kiss on top of Blair's head. "He's gorgeous."
Blair reached out and took Serena's hand. "Thank you."
Serena looked at her best friend and sister. "You're so welcome." She placed a small kiss on her new nephew's head and quietly left the new parents alone.
It was Christmas Eve and the Bass family along with Eleanor and Cyrus had just returned from dinner at Lily's. This was a tradition for them every year. Henry ran into the formal living room where the Christmas tree was, immediately after removing his coat and boots. They all heard his cry of disappointment in the foyer.
"He hasn't come yet!"
Blair lifted Edward Harold Cyrus Bass out of the baby carrier. He was sound asleep and didn't even stir. She settled him into the crook of her arm and entered the living room.
"Henry sweetie, Santa is probably somewhere over the Atlantic right now en route to the East Coast. He'll have been here by morning." She sat down onto the sofa exhausted.
Eleanor sat next to her daughter smiling at her three year old grandson. "I'm not sure Santa will stop here this year. Have you been good enough?"
Henry came over to stand in front of his Grandmother. "I've been super good Grand-maman."
Eleanor reached out and pulled him into a hug. Blair watched them with tears welling up in her eyes. Her mother was so much warmer with Henry than she had ever been with herself as a child. Older age and a grandchild had softened her. Cyrus came in followed by Chuck.
Chuck went to the bar and poured himself a glass of scotch. "Eleanor what can I get for you?"
Eleanor shook her head. "Nothing for me Charles. I'm still jetlagged. I'm thinking story and bed for all."
Henry started to jump up and down. "Can you read Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer to me? Please."
Cyrus laughed. "How could anyone say no to that face?"
Blair smiled. "Believe me it's hard."
Eleanor stood up taking Henry's hand. "Alright come on mon petit chou. Give your baby brother a kiss."
Henry leaned forward and very tenderly placed a kiss on his brother's forehead. "Good night Neddie." They were calling Edward Ned but Henry called him Neddie.
Blair smiled as she leaned over and wrapped her free arm around her eldest son. "I love you."
Henry wrapped his tiny arms around his mother's neck. "I love you mommy."
Blair kissed his cheek. "See you in the morning bright."
Henry then went to where his father was standing and lifted his arms up. Chuck bent down and lifted his son up into a hug. "I love you so much Hen."
"I love you more daddy."
Chuck kissed his forehead placing him down on the ground. "Not possible. Sleep tight."
Cyrus then bent over scooping Henry up. "Alright big guy let's go. Night, night everyone."
Blair and Chuck said good night and watched them leave the room. Chuck picked up his glass and sat down next to his wife and newborn son. He put his arm around Blair and kissed her temple lightly.
"How did we get so lucky?"
She turned her face to look at him. "I don't know." Her eyes were welling up with tears. "I'm so happy I could literally burst."
He kissed her lips. "I know exactly how you feel." He drained his glass and set it aside.
He touched her cheek and pulled her in for another kiss. "Do you know how much I love you?"
She nodded looking down at Ned sleeping soundly and then back up at him. "I could never love anyone more than I love you and our two boys."
She rested her head back on his shoulder and stifled a yawn. He kissed the top of her head. "You're exhausted. Let's get you to bed."
He removed his arm from her shoulders and took Ned from her. He stood up reaching out with his free hand to help her up. She groaned. "I'm too tired. I think I'll sleep right here."
Chuck laughed and took her hand. "Come on sleepy head." He gently pulled her to her feet and led her upstairs. Once they were in their bedroom Chuck laid Ned in his bassinet and went to prepare for bed. Twenty minutes later he was crawling in next to his beautiful, sleeping wife.
He turned off the light and then heard her whisper, "Vincent knows where all the presents are?" Vincent was their caretaker and he was coming in at one thirty to put the presents under the tree.
He smiled to himself in the dark. Typical of his type A wife to be worried about the Santa presents. "Yes I went over it with him three times this morning. Santa will arrive and everything will be perfect."
Blair rolled over and laid her head on Chuck's chest. "I'm sorry."
He was caressing her shoulder but stopped. "What are you apologizing for?"
"I was going to give you a special present tonight but I'm too tired."
Chuck smirked in the dark when he realized what she meant. "Blair, are you trying to say you were going to give me a blow job?"
She pushed her face into the silk of his pajamas. "Yes."
He hugged her tightly kissing the top of her head. "God, I love you. After all this time with me you're still too embarrassed to say it?"
"I'm a lady I can't help it." She lifted her head and placed a kiss on his lips. "In the morning. I promise."
"Merry Christmas to me." He kissed her again. "I'm just content to have you in my arms. I don't need anything else."
And he didn't. Everything he could every want or need was right there in that house. Their lives were perfect.