"Mom? Do you think I could talk to you for a while?" Blair asked Eleanor in a timid voice, very unlike the usual tone in which she talked to her mother.

Eleanor had been making her way across the black and white tile floor of the foyer when Blair emerged from the elevator, and for some reason Blair felt like telling her mother everything. She was nervous to find out how Eleanor would react, but Blair was hoping she would look past her mistake and she how much she needed her right now.

Eleanor turned around to look at Blair curiously, as she pulled her gloves on; it was unusual to hear a question like that coming from her daughter.

"Blair, darling, I'm just leaving to meet with the buyers from Bendel's."

"Oh, of course, Bendel's…how could I forget!?" Blair answered with a laugh, rolling her eyes at her own stupidity to appease her mother. Bendel's wasn't exactly the first thing on her mind these days.

"Are you feeling alright?" Eleanor asked, still unsure of why Blair suddenly needed to talk to her and why her icy attitude was no where to be found. "You're looking a little pale."

"Um…yeah, I'm fine, I just –,"

"I know, darling, could it wait until later though," she interrupted, glancing at her Fendi watch, "I'm late already."

Blair turned away to prevent her mother from seeing her eyes fill with tears, for what seemed like the millionth time in the past few days. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth to reply, but when she turned back the sight of the elevator doors closing made her stop short.

"Its waited two and a half months, a couple more days couldn't hurt," Blair whispered to herself. She blinked away more tears and quickly wiped one away with her knuckle before it could make its way down her porcelain cheek.

She stood in the foyer for a few moments longer, before she decided that she had someone else she needed to talk to. Chuck. This conversation would be the hardest. The outcomes were unimaginable, but she had to tell him before Gossip Girl got a hold of the story, which she undoubtedly would.

Blair made her way into the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator and then climbed the staircase to her room. She felt exhausted, and she wanted nothing more than to curl up in her bed and watch her favorite classic movies, the ones where the stars weren't pregnant teenagers, much to her dismay.

Some Like It Hot was just beginning to roll the opening credits when Blair's cell phone buzzed next to her, on the purple bedspread. She picked up the phone, smiling when she read the message.

1 New Message: Serena van der Woodsen

Hi baby! Just wanted 2 make sure UR alright! Love U!

- S

It had been less than an hour since she last saw her, but she was glad Serena was thinking of her. Blair giggled a little, thinking of Serena worrying about her already, and then quickly texted her back.

To: Serena van der Woodsen

I'm alright, thanx! It's only been an hr, silly! Love U 2!

- B & Baby

Serena's text message had given Blair a good idea. She would text Chuck before actually calling him to gauge his reaction to her trying to contact him. He would most likely be surprised to see a message from her anyway, and she wasn't even sure he would reply, considering their last conversation. Blair thought back to them sitting in the darkened bar, remembering how he had compared her to one of his father's stupid horses, and instantly felt angry. That Basstard better be surprised, I wouldn't be contacting him over nothing!!!

To: Chuck Bass

Bass, I need 2 talk 2 U! Don't B smug, it's imprtnt!

- B

Blair pressed the SEND button and waited for the text message to go through. She could just see his face in her mind as he received the message, that annoying smirk and him thinking she was probably coming back to grovel. Wrong! Then her cell phone beeped back at her…Message Could Not Be Completed.

"What the…" Blair snapped at her cell phone. She tried resending the message, only to receive the same result.

"Damnit!" Blair spat out, and then quickly put her hand against her stomach. "Oh, mommy's sorry, baby!" Maybe the baby couldn't hear her, but if she was going to go through with this, she surely didn't want her child to come out thinking she was a volatile bitch like everyone else did.

Deciding that the text message just wasn't going to work at the moment, she began dialing his number. He was going to have to find out some way or another! So she held the phone to her ear and waited for him to answer, but he never did.

"Disconnected!?" Blair said, yelling at her cell phone and glaring at the screen as if it was the phone's fault. She was getting aggravated now, you could never get straight to the point with Chuck, and you always got the run around. The cell phone was now abandoned on her bedspread again, and she was furiously punching the numbers to the Bass' penthouse into her regular phone.

After the second ring one of the Bass' male staff members answered. "Hello, Bass residence."

"Yes, this is Blair Waldorf, may I speak to Mr. Bass please?" Blair asked in a polite voice, that did nothing to reveal the rage she was about to bestow on Chuck in a few minutes.

"I apologize, Miss Waldorf, but Mr. Bass cannot be reached at the moment."

"No, I'm sorry, I meant Mr. Chuck Bass, not his father." Blair responded back, thinking that the man had made a mistake. Bart Bass was always away on business and was hardly ever reachable, so the mix up made sense.

"I understand, Miss Waldorf, but Mr. Chuck is away."

"Well, do you know where he can be contacted? I'm a close friend of his and I need to be in touch with him." Blair asked. So what if she had lied about the friend part, it was very important.

"Again, I apologize, but Mr. Chuck has relocated to the Caribbean and has asked that no one be given the phone number to contact him." The man stated this fact so nonchalantly that Blair wondered if she was the only one on the Upper East Side who didn't know.

"I'm sure there must be a mistake, I'm Blair Waldorf, and surely he would've wanted me to be able to contact him!" Blair responded back smoothly, trying to sweet talk her way into getting the number.

"There's no mistake, Mr. Chuck informed the entire staff that everyone he should need to be in contact with was already notified. Now, I do apologize, Miss Waldorf. Good day to you." The man replied tersely.

"Wait…I…he must have…" Blair sputtered, but the line had already gone dead.

"Ugh, leave it to Chuck Bass to make every possible aspect of my life difficult!" Blair screamed, throwing the phone across the room. Her emotions were already shot from the events of the day, and the Chuck situation pushed her over the edge. She collapsed against her pillows and began to sob, tears running into the satiny material and staining it a dark violet color.

"Is it safe to enter?" Eleanor asked jokingly from outside the partially opened door of Blair's room. She had heard the screamed curse against Chuck Bass and the sound of the phone hitting the floor. So Eleanor assumed that Blair was just in one of her moods, but when she pushed open the door the sight surprised her. Eleanor may not have been the best mother, but seeing her daughter crying her heart out definitely concerned her.

"Blair-Bear, what's wrong, sweetheart!?"

Blair didn't answer; she only shook her head and buried it further into her pillow. She was crying so hard she could barely breathe, so Eleanor did the only thing she could think of, she laid down next to her daughter and held her as she cried. Eleanor couldn't even remember the last time she held her daughter like this and it made her feel pensive and guilty.

"Why are you back so early?" Blair whispered to her mother, who had been gently stroking her hair for the past ten minutes, trying to calm her down.

"I already met with the buyers." Eleanor simply replied.

"But you were supposed to have dinner with them after the meeting…"

"You seemed upset earlier, so I came back."

Lifting her head to look her mother in the eyes, Blair quietly asked. "You cancelled your business dinner to come home with me?"

"I did…today I knew something was wrong, but I had to leave and I'm sorry for that. I know I'm not always here for you, but I'm here now and if you would still like to talk, we can." Eleanor said to Blair, still tenderly petting her hair.

Blair nodded her head silently. She was more nervous than she had ever been before, mainly because her mother was suddenly being so attentive to her and she didn't want to ruin that. Blair took a few deep breaths and then began her story.

"The night after my birthday party I…I had sex with Chuck Bass and now I'm pregnant and I can't reach him, and I'm sorry if I've disappointed you or if I embarrass you." Blair stated simply – looking away – scared to see her mother's reaction.

"Blair, I…I wasn't expecting to hear this." Eleanor said quietly.

More tears made their way down Blair's cheeks, "I'm so sorry!" she sobbed out and put her hand over her eyes. Then Eleanor surprised her once more by taking her into her arms and whispering comforting words.

"Shh, I know you didn't mean for this to happen, everything's going to be alright…" Eleanor whispered.

"You're…not…not mad…at me!?" Blair gasped out, trying to catch her breath, practically hyperventilating in the process.

"I'm surprised, but I'm not angry with you," Eleanor said gently.

Blair felt relieved by her mother's reaction and her crying eased; she wasn't expecting her to be this calm. "Thank you…um, Serena took me to the doctor today and I'm two and a half months along, if you wanted to know."

Eleanor smiled, thinking of everything Serena did for Blair and how protective she was of her. "Serena is a sweetheart, she'll take care of you, I know she will and I'll be here for you too."

"She will, thank you mom, I love you." Blair said hugging her mother tightly.

"I love you too, Blair-Bear…so what are we watching next, Breakfast at Tiffany's?" Eleanor asked with a smile and got up to put Blair's favorite movie into the DVD player.

"Sounds perfect," Blair said, smiling back.

Hope everyone liked the new chapter! I truly believe that Eleanor loves and cares about Blair, she just gets caught up in her career and the UES lifestyle, so in this story she's going to be a supportive mother! Don't forget to review...Thanks!!!