Five Years From Now
by: xSTARxSHiNEBABY
Summary: Five years has passed since the night he came back. Five years has passed since the night he left. Heʻs back in the city after all these years, looking for the one person heʻs always regretted leaving behind. He comes back to more that what heʻs expected. SPOILERS: ep. 2x13
A/N: Oh my goodness! You are all so very awesome. Much mahalo (thanks) to those of you who have reviewed! Iʻm so glad that you all like it. Iʻm done with my final exams & am going home for christmas break tomorrow, so I will be updating much more often. OK. QUESTION: What do you guys want to happen in the story? Where do you see it going? I already have a general idea of what I want to happen, but I would love the input of the fans of this story. Let me know!
Chuck counted backwards in his head as he nursed his newly mixed drink. He left New York five years ago to live in Bangkok first, then he moved to Japan. He moved Bass Industries to Japan, expertly changing itʻs name to Japanese so the company wouldnʻt be associated with his father. He made a lot of money and had a lot of women, he was living his dream life, but he wasnʻt happy, he knew it wasnʻt really his dream life.
So he came back to New York. No one recognized him here, so he managed to remain unnoticed. The old Gossip Girl had basically pronounced him dead when he hadnʻt turned up a year after he left, so he was able to slip under the new Gossip Girls radar. That is, until two months ago.
*Flashback*
He was sitting in central park waiting for school to get out. It was a nice afternoon in late August and nannies were scurrying to various schools preparing to pick up their ward. That was when he saw her, his Blair. She looked as lovely as ever, her hair was longer and her skin was fairer, and she looked softer somehow. She walked arm-in-arm with Serena towards Constance Billard School for Girls. He held his breath as they walked past him, hoping that she wouldnʻt notice him, she didnʻt. He wondered why they were heading toward their old school, so he followed them.
He didnʻt expect that when he got there, Blair would be hugging a little girl. Chuck thought up a number of explanations for that. The girl could very well be Blairʻs sister, a child that Eleanor and Cyrus had after he left. He suspected that the girl was four or five, which meant that Eleanor and Cyrus would have been expecting either before they were married or shortly after their marriage. He didnʻt expect that when the group walked past his hiding place that the little girl would call Blair "Mommy." Chuck quickly did the math in his head, the girl would have been conceived in Blairʻs senior year in high school After he left maybe? But Chuck was sure he had kept close enough tabs on Blair, until she left for France. He was sure that she hadnʻt been with any guy since him.
The next day, he followed as Dorota dropped the little girl off at school. He was even able to slip inside and figure out what room number she was in and what time school ended. He stood across the street until recess, when the girlʻs class was let outside for a few minutes. They were joined by the Kindergarten boys of St. Judeʻs. He really saw her for the first time then. He thought that she looked exactly like Blair had when they were in Kindergarten, long hair that curled at her waist, and the unmistakable Waldorf nose. She even carried herself like Blair, ruling the girls on the playground. But there was something about her that was familiar, he just couldnʻt put his finger on it.
He waited in the park until the school day was over. While he was waiting, he called his private investigator. He needed to know what was up with this little girl that belonged to Blair. His P.I. promised he would get right on it. At about 12:30, nannies began to head for the various schools again, Chuck decided to do the same.
He was standing outside of Room 102 when the teacher opened the door. The nannies and mothers of the other girls rushed into the room to pick up their girls. Chuck stood to the back, unnoticed, as usual. He was surprised that he didnʻt see Dorota anywhere. Finally most of the students were gone, and the teacher came out once more.
"Hello, sir. May I help you?" she questioned.
"Yeah, Iʻm here to pick up Chayla," he anserwed, glad that he had heard Dorota address the girl this morning.
"And you are?" the teacher asked again, picking up a binder and flipping through it.
"Her....Uncle. Uncle Bart," Chuck anserwed, using his fatherʻs name.
"Iʻm sorry, Sir. But you arenʻt on her contact list. You canʻt pick her up," the teacher replied.
Just then Serena ran down the hallway looking flustered.
"Oh damn. Sorry Iʻm late," she said stopping in front of the door, "Iʻm so sorry Iʻm late Miss Beck..." Serena looked at the man standing next to her and recognition filled her eyes, "Oh my gosh, Chuck."
"Chuck?" Miss Beck asked, looking confused, as she motioned to Chayla to get ready.
"What are you doing here?" Serena asked angrily, quickly signing the sign out sheet and making sure that Chayla had all her things.
"I just wanted to get a closer look at Blairʻs little one," he anserwed looking down at Chayla, "Sheʻs beautiful, looks exactly like Blair."
"You shouldnʻt be here, Bass. Especially not at Chaylaʻs school," Serena began walking holding Chaylaʻs hand.
"I didnʻt know that they changed the rules since I was gone. Itʻs still a free country, right?" Chuck said sarcastically.
Serena glared at him, then looked down at the shy and frightened little girl.
"Chayla, honey. You wait right here while Aunty Serena talks to this guy, okay?"
Chayla nodded her head and began to play with the little dog she carried everywhere with her. Serena and Chuck walked a little ways down from where the girl was standing. Chuck glanced at her again.
"Blair doesnʻt want you to see her," Serena said.
"Why not? Itʻs not like I care that sheʻs a mother or anything. I didnʻt come back for Blair," Chuck replied.
"Thatʻs a lie, Chuck and you know it. Thatʻs not why Blair doesnʻt want you to see her. Look at the girl closely, Chuck."
Chuck studied the little girl, she definitely looked like Blair. But as he observed her more, he finally realized what it was that he couldnʻt put his finger on. He remembered the picture that was always on his fatherʻs desk. An old wedding picture, a smiling and happy Bart Bass, with a woman next to him, so radiant and lovely, Chuckʻs mother. The little girl looked like Chuckʻs mother, from her face shape to her eyes. She definitely looked like Blair, but she reminded him so much of his mother.
"Sheʻs...mine?" Chuck asked, stunned.
"Thatʻs why Blair doesnʻt want you to see her, or well for her to see you at least," Serena replied.
"Why would Blair care anyway?" Chuck asked, suddenly very angry, "She probably married some french Lord and claimed that he was the father of the girl."
"Really, Chuck. Are you dumb? Donʻt you have some private investigator keeping tabs on Blair, anyway? She isnʻt married," Serena was exasperated.
"She didnʻt get married? How did she make this work?"
"No, Blair is not married. Sheʻs a single mother, she works for Waldorf Designs now," Serena replied, "Deciding to keep Chayla was the hardest decision she ever had to make, it was the biggest scandal of her life. But sheʻs made it work, because she loves Chayla, just like she would have made it work with you because she loved you."
Chuck looked at the little girl again as he thought about Serenaʻs words, "I gotta go." He said and quickly stormed to the door.
Chuck was just about to open the door, when a he heard a little voice behind him, "Excuse me. I know who you are. My mommy keeps your picture in her drawer in her bedroom."
Chuck turned around and smiling up at him was Chayla. It was like looking at a mini-Blair. And a mini-him.
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