A/N: Hey, hey!

I'm sorry it took this long to update this story! The ones who read my other story know that I didn't feel like updating due to the bad course GG is currently in.

But that bad vibe is in the past. Unfortunately GG's bad course is not…

Let's get started again!

Three is a crowd. Right?

Chapter 2.

'Yes, I didn't expected otherwise.' Blair was already tired of this conversation. Why did I even think he wouldn't use his influence as boss to get want he want. From lesser people I might add.

Blair suppressed a sigh. Let's just get this seemingly awkward conversation over with. The sooner I can get home. The sooner I can start making the preparations for my coming permanent resident.

She walked over to the chair standing in front of the big mahogany desk.

'May I?' Blair pointed to the chair.

Chuck gave a flick of the wrist. 'Be my guest.'

Blair gladly sat down in the comfy chair, giving her feet a little time off.

'About the baby. Let's get a few things settled first' Blair began her train of demands.

'You're not going persuade to get rid of it. By your usual ways of offering me a large sum of money. I'm going to keep it. End of discussion.'

'Second. I have no problem of you being involved in this growing creature's life. I always think it's in the best interest for a child that it has a mother and a father, even if they are not together. If you don't want to be involved, I have no problem with that either. However I would like that you would at least acknowledge that you're hers or his father. Of course that doesn't mean he or she is entitled to anything that is related to Bass Inc.

Third and final. I don't expect you to support me in any way. I myself have built up a pretty steep fund to take care of mine, or if you prefer our baby.' Blair sat tense in the chair after her declaration and demands wondering how he would react.

Chuck measured her up from head to toe. After he was certain she was done he spoke.

'Those are pretty big statements and I would be happy to oblige them, but how do you know for certain I'm your baby's father?'

'Oh please, don't act like you have forgotten that we have had sex three weeks ago after Serena's get together.'

'I'm not denying anything and how could I ever forget. I remember every little detail, how your breath is starting to hitch when you're close, the slight clawing at my back, the-' Blair put her hand up.

'That's beside the point.'

'That may be, but I'm not entirely convinced that I'm the man you're looking for. Three weeks is still three weeks' Chuck mused smugly.

Blair gritted her teeth a little, she hated to tell this piece of information. It gave him such power over her. Power she wasn't willing to give up. But in light of recent events she just have to man up and tell him.

'Do you want me to spell it out for you?' 'I haven't been with anybody else since we did it three weeks ago.' 'Yet.' Blair added. She was willing to give him a finger not her whole hand.

'My, my I guess what they're saying is true. Once you had a Bass you never want anything less. Never would I have thought that it counted for you too.'

Blair was willing herself to stay calm. It wouldn't solve anything if she got angry. She was determined to discuss this calm and rationally. Although this motherchucker made it pretty hard to stay true at that promise.

'Again beside the point.'

'Nevertheless you can't deny that I hold a certain charm.' Chuck reached for her hand but Blair shrugged his hand off.

She was fed up with this 'cat and mouse game' she wanted answers and she wanted them now. No more beating around the bush.

'If you may or may not have, that's not the reason I came here in the first place.'

Blair took a deep breath and continued. Time to know what he thinks about the whole situation. At least I know he's not going to yell at me or going to rip my head off. He had the chance to do that exact same thing the minute I told him the baby was his.

'Now that we have established that you're the father of my unborn child. And I have laid all my cards on the table. I think it's time you laid your cards on the table. What's your choice?'

Chuck took a moment to form his answer correctly. He kept looking at her while he thought. Blair tried to read of his face what he was thinking and feeling. Nothing as usual. He didn't show a thing. His emotions were too well hidden by his mask, that was craftily formed throughout the years. The only time when she saw him without his mask was when he came up to her after the funeral. At that exact moment she didn't see Chuck Bass the womanizing Basshole instead she saw Chuck just Chuck a scared and insecure teenager that just lost his father. Blair wanted to be there from him, comfort him. Alas when she woke up he was gone and a few weeks later he came back minus a few hundred brain cells but with a much stronger mask. Over the years not once had she seen him without his mask…

'Can I tell you later?' Came out of the blue. Blair looked up and saw he wasn't quite done.

'I need to think about it a little more. It's a big decision I don't won't to act rash.'

'O-of course. Blair stuttered a bit surprised by his reaction.

'Sure.' She stood up and walked backwards to the door.

'Take all the time you need. Just not too long. 'Cause you know the baby is going to be here in nine months' Blair tried as a joke.

Chuck chuckled softly at the awkwardness of Blair's moves.

Before she could twist the doorknob and make herself scarce he spoke again.

'I'll let you know soon Blair. 'Cause I know the baby is going to be here in nine months' he winked at her and tried to put her at ease by meeting her halfway.

'Right' Blair gave out a nervous laugh.

She opened the door and made a beeline for the shiny elevator.

Chuck smirked when he saw her making her way fast over to the elevator. Suddenly he wasn't in the mood to pay that promised visit to Kiki anymore.

He didn't know why…

A/N: A short one this time. To see if I still got it.

You let me know. Next time Chuck's POV also gets an appearance.

Until next time..