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This and the previous chapter are all set up. The next chapter will finally get things really going with Chuck and Blair interaction! As always none of this belongs to me. Any reviews are greatly appreciated. Enjoy!

May 6th, 2011 was the date that had changed her life forever. It was the day she realized she loved him and always would. It was the day she realized that the fairytale she had wasn't the one she wanted. It was also the day she conceived a child.

It took her three weeks to admit she wasn't getting her period and she had to take a test. Upon seeing the positive sign she spent the next five weeks doing what she did best. Ignoring what was really happening and rewriting her life. She acted like nothing was wrong. Morning sickness was seasickness, swollen breasts were her body's reaction to the heat and her patience constantly tested because of the stress of the wedding.

The next five weeks after that she spent convincing herself that the child was Louis'. The wedding was planned for November and they had talked about starting a family as soon as possible. Louis wanted an heir and had decided there was no reason to wait.

She knew deep down inside that the baby was Chuck's. The last time they had made love they had been careless. She had pulled him into that room knowing full well that he would never refuse her anything in that moment. He had mentioned that he didn't have a condom and she had said she was due to start her cycle in two days, hardly the most fertile time of the month for her. She needed him and nothing else mattered. In their passion and desperation they had thrown caution aside and that was how she ended up finally at her ob/gyn's office in NYC fifteen weeks pregnant.

The doctor had done an ultrasound and Blair saw her unborn child for the first time. It was perfectly formed. She could see the hands and feet, the tiny spine and hear the heart beat clear and strong. She immediately felt a burst of love she had never felt before.

Her doctor informed her that if she was thinking about termination she would have to decide this week. They wouldn't preform an abortion with Blair any further along. Up to that moment she thought it had been a viable option but now having seen her child, his child, she knew she could never do anything intentionally to harm it.

She spoke to the doctor about a DNA test to confirm once and for all the paternity of the baby. The doctor had explained that the only option at this point in her pregnancy was an amniocentesis which carried some risk to her and her unborn child. When the doctor told her they would also need to swab Louis' cheek Blair panicked and explained how her fiancée could never know. The doctor asked her to bring in his toothbrush and they would see if they could find enough cells to perform the test.

So it was a week later, with Blair now sixteen weeks pregnant, that she learned that Louis was 99.9% ruled out as the father her baby. There was no more denying it. She was pregnant and it was Chuck's child. Now she just had to figure out what she was going to do.

She knew she had to tell Louis. It wasn't fair for them to continue under these false pretenses. She felt horrible doing this to him. She loved Chuck but there was also a part of her that loved Louis. She knew that he loved her and he was going to be devastated to learn the truth but she owed it to him.

She glanced at the small silver clock on her dressing table. She had ten minutes before they were due to leave for the Standard Hotel. Serena was hosting a welcome back to the City party and she and Louis were the guests of honor. It really was the last thing she wanted to do but Serena was so happy when she discussed the plans with Blair earlier in the day that she couldn't disappoint her by not showing up.

She ran a hand through her dark, brown curls as she sighed at her reflection. She was going to see Chuck for the first time in more than three months and it made her sick to her stomach.

She crossed her room to the full length mirror and standing sideways she looked at her protruding stomach. It wasn't huge but there was a definite and very noticeable bulge. She pulled her silk slip tightly over it and ran her hand along it. In the old days the sight of her stomach sticking out like that would have had her running to the toilet. But now, knowing it was his child inside of her, made her feel empowered. She rubbed her hand over the bump one more time and headed for her dressing room.

She pulled the Chanel dress from the hook where Dorota had left it after pressing it earlier. She stepped into it and pulled it up her body. It felt slightly tight across her waist but it wasn't until she tried to zip it that she realized just how tight.

Dorota found her two minutes later practically in tears and fighting with the zipper. "Miss Blair, the doorman just called to say the Prince is on his way up. You have to hurry."

Blair turned to face her. "The zipper is stuck."

Dorota entered the dressing room and started to struggle with the zipper. "Miss Blair, it not zipper but dress. It's too small."

Blair collapsed into the chair in the corner. "Now what am I going to wear?"

Dorota looked suspiciously at the woman she practically raised. "What is going on? You have been exact same size minus or plus a couple pounds for past four year. You are moody and cranky more than usual and you cry over littlest thing." Dorota's eyes widened in surprise. "You pregnant Miss Blair." It wasn't a question but a statement."

Blair felt the floodgates open and started to sob. Dorota pulled her to her feet and wrapped her arms around her. "Why you cry Miss Blair? You and Prince are getting married. This is good thing. Like Vanya and me."

Blair felt a certain sense of relief that at least someone else knew her secret and she wouldn't have to carry it all on her own anymore.

She shook her head. "Dorota, I really, really messed up."

The housekeeper looked at her. "What are you talking about? How did you mess up?"

Blair wiped her cheeks. "The baby's not Louis', it's Chuck's."

Dorota was now in need of the chair and she fell back into it. "Mr. Chuck? Oh, Miss Blair what are you going to do?"

Blair pulled herself together quickly as she heard Louis call her name from the bottom of the stairs. "I'll be ready in a minute," she shouted down to him.

She grabbed two tissues and dried her face. "I have to tell Louis preferably tonight. But until then you need to act like nothing has changed."

Dorota stood up and nodded. She took Blair's hand. "What will Mr. Chuck say?"

Blair shook her head. "I don't know. I'm not even sure what I'm going to tell him. I can only handle one problem at a time."

Dorota left her to go down and see to the Prince. Blair searched her closet until she found the perfect ice blue empire waist YSL dress. It was a bit snug across the bodice but it hid her stomach. She stepped into her Louboutin heels and checked her reflection. It would do.

Taking a deep breath she plastered on her best smile, grabbed her Marchesa clutch and headed downstairs to greet Louis. It was going to be a long night.