This one shot takes place about seven months after Serena and Dan's wedding so technically it's not set in the five year gap before the flash forward but I still decided to post it here. I think I'll keep all my future one shots together. This one is the four weeks following the birth of Chuck and Blair's daughter. Each week is told from a different character's perspective. It's over 7,100 words long and I should've probably divided it up but I was feeling generous. Hope you all enjoy and feel free to review if you want. Also if you have any story prompts PM them to me or send me a message on Twitter at ShawnMarieH and I'll try to fill them if they inspire me. As always Gossip Girl doesn't belong to me.


Week One: Henry

Henry Bass awoke on this particular Friday morning not to his mother kissing and hugging him awake like usual but to Dorota rubbing his back gently and whispering, "Wake up sleepyhead."

He reluctantly opened his eyes rubbing the sleep gently from them. "Where's mommy?"

Dorota stood up and walked over to the large expanse of windows on the other side opening his heavy drapes allowing the bright sunlight to stream into his room.

"Your momma is at hospital. She and your papa went there in the middle of the night. Today is the day Master Henry. Today is the day you get new baby sister." She turned to face him with a big smile on her face.

Henry suddenly decided that he didn't want a baby sister. Not if she was going to be responsible for taking his mommy and daddy away from him. He felt like crying and turned his face into his pillow.

Dorota crossed the room back to his bed and pulled his covers from him. "Time to get out of bed Master Henry or you'll be late for school."

Henry shook his head and didn't move.

Dorota reached out and picked him up from the bed. "Just think by the time you come home from school your new sister may be here."

She set Henry down onto the floor and took his hand leading him to the bathroom. She leaves him there so he can go to the bathroom and wash his hands before taking him downstairs and into the breakfast room.

He looks up at her questioningly. They never eat breakfast here. They always eat breakfast in the dining room with his mother and father. "Why are we eating here? I want to eat in there." He points in the direction of the dining room.

Dorota takes his napkin and lays it across his lap. "Not today Henry. It's just you for breakfast no need to dirty that room."

She leaves the room for a minute and returns with a bowl of oatmeal. She sets it in front of him along with a bowl of fresh fruit. "You eat a good breakfast and then I'll take you to school."

Henry eats his breakfast because he's extremely hungry otherwise he may have protested at being subjected to dine in such squalor.

By nine o'clock he is in his classroom and having a wonderful time with his classmates. The morning flies by and when the teacher leads the children out for dismissal he sees Jessica, his nanny, right away. He goes running out to her and sees that she has brought Monkey with her. He embraces his best friend scratching the back of his neck just the way Henry knows Monkey likes.

Monkey barks and nips at the sleeve of Henry's jacket playfully. Henry giggles and then reaches out hugging his nanny.

Jessica gives him a squeeze and then takes his hand and starts the five block walk back to their house. Henry asks her if his mother is home yet.

Jessica stops squatting down to look Henry in the eyes. She explains that it may be a day or two before his mom is home again and how she and the baby will have to stay in the hospital for a little bit just to make sure everything is okay.

Henry feels his eyes start to pool with tears and Jessica hugs him whispering how she knows this is hard for him but it's a happy time because he's getting a new baby sister.

They start walking once more and after a minute Henry stops again and looks at Jessica. "You're my nanny right?"

Jessica smiles down at him. "Yes Henry I'm your nanny."

Henry nods his head. "So you won't be my sister's nanny. Only mine."

Jessica gave his hand a squeeze. "Well at first your sister will have Lillian to look after her. Lillian is the same baby nurse that took care of you when you were born but after three months or so I will also be your little sister's nanny. I'll look after both of you." She started to walk again. "Won't that be fun?"

Henry scowled as he followed Jessica. He was starting to like this new baby thing less and less. He glanced at Monkey and knew he'd never betray him like everyone else. Monkey would hate the new baby just as much as him. He knew it.

Jessica had fed Henry lunch and then took him and Monkey to the pond to feed the ducks. Henry and Monkey chased the geese away so they wouldn't steal the bread from the ducks. They returned home in the late afternoon happy and exhausted. Henry ran through the foyer and into the kitchen to get his snack.

Dorota was at the island cutting up apples for Henry. She smiled at him as he climbed up onto the stool. "Guess what Henry?"

Henry shrugged picking up an apple slice and dipping it into the peanut butter. "What?"

"Your new baby sister is here."

Henry quickly looked around the kitchen. "Where?" He felt panic.

Dorota laughed at him. "Not here in kitchen but at the hospital. Your momma gave birth to her just over an hour ago. Isn't that exciting?"

Henry shrugged his shoulders. "I guess."

"You finish your snack and then we'll get you washed up and changed and then I take you to hospital to see her."

Henry leaned his elbows on the marble countertop. "Will mommy and daddy be there?"

Dorota nodded. "Of course. Now finish your snack." She set a glass of milk in front of him.

An hour later and Henry and Dorota were entering Lenox Hill Hospital's maternity wing. Blair had a private room at the very end of the hall. As they walked down to the room Dorota went over a list of rules which included; no running, no shouting and being gentle with mommy and the new baby.

They entered Blair's room which was dimly lit. Classical music was playing softly. Henry glanced around and saw his mother lying in a big bed. He immediately shouted "Mommy!" and letting go of Dorota's hand went running across the room. Obviously all rules had been forgotten.

Before he reached the bed he was intercepted by his father scooping him up. "Whoa, slow down Henry." He kissed his son on the cheek. "You need to wash your hands and then you can sit next to mommy and your new sister."

Blair smiled up at her son. Chuck took Henry to the sink and helped him wash his hands with soap and water.

Dorota had gone over to Blair hugging her and fussing over the new baby wrapped in her arms.

Chuck brought Henry back over to Blair. He sat him next to her on the bed. "Be gentle. Both your mommy and your new sister need extra care right now."

Henry glanced at his mother. She looked fine. Her hair was loose and hanging down her back. There was a light pink silk ribbon threaded through her curls. Her skin was glowing and her cheeks were flushed pink. Henry thought she looked perfect. He smiled at her.

Blair wrapped an arm around her son and kissed the top of his head. She took a deep breath. Henry giggled. "Mommy why are you smelling me?"

She kissed his cheek. "Because I've missed you and I've forgotten how good you smell."

Henry laughed. "Mommy you're silly."

Blair kissed him again giving him a squeeze. "I know I am but I'm your mommy so you have to put up with me." She brought her other arm cradling her swaddled daughter closer to Henry. "Meet your new sister Cordelia Eleanor."

Henry looked at the bundle in his mother's arms and furrowed his brow. She was all wrinkly and pink and she had hardly any hair. Plus she was so small. She wasn't going to be any fun at all.

He looked from the baby to his mother and then his father. All eyes were on him. Chuck smiled. "So what do you think?"

Henry shrugged. Blair looked at Chuck and smiled. She then turned her eyes back to her son. "Do you want to hold her?"

Henry shrugged again. "Okay."

Blair carefully laid Cordelia into Henry's arms. She left her hand at the back of the baby's head for support.

Dorota smiled and pulled out a camera from her coat pocket. "Mr. Chuck sit next to Henry and I take family picture."

Everyone smiled at Dorota as she took the picture and then Henry looked at his sister again. Chuck ruffled his hair. "She's perfect isn't she?"

Henry looked at his father as he reached out to touch his sister's hand. He didn't like how his father looked at her; like she was the only thing in the room. He started to shift his arms pushing the baby off his lap.

Blair gasped and quickly gathered her daughter back into her arms. "Henry Charles, you cannot do that. You have to be gentle with her and when you are finished holding her you need to tell us so we can take her from you."

Henry folded his arms across his chest. "I don't like her."

Chuck looked down at his son with a stern look. "Don't say that Hen. It isn't nice."

Henry scowled. "I don't care. I don't like her and I want to send her back."

Blair scoffed. "Henry, there's no sending her back. She's ours. She belongs to your daddy and me and she's part of our family now."

Henry crawled over his father sliding off the bed. "Well I don't want her in our family. I want a brother instead. Trade her for a boy." He was staring angrily at his parents.

Blair and Chuck exchanged shocked looks. Chuck got up and walked over to his son kneeling in front of him. "There is no exchanging her Henry. She is here and she's not going anywhere. I think you're tired and maybe a good night's sleep will improve your mood." He reached out hugging his reluctant son. "I love you."

Henry stared at the floor. "Are you and mommy coming home tonight?"

"I'll be home later tonight but after you're asleep. We'll have breakfast together in the morning okay?"

Henry nodded and then looked over at his mother. "Are you coming home mommy?"

Blair shook her head. "Not tonight darling. I'll be home late tomorrow."

Chuck stood up pushing his hands into his pocket. "Blair we've talked about this. Tomorrow is too soon. Maybe Sunday."

Blair shook her head. "I'll be home tomorrow Henry I promise."

Chuck lifted his son up into his arms. "Mommy can't promise that. The doctor may have her stay longer."

He took him back over to Blair and held him out to her so she could kiss him. "I love you Henry. You're my sweet, big boy."

Henry was silent as Chuck set him down and led him over to Dorota. As Dorota took his hand and said her goodbyes Henry watched his mother coo over the baby. She had never called him her "big boy" before. He was always her baby. He sadly followed Dorota down the hallway and to the elevators. He knew his baby sister was going to ruin everything and she was.

Week Two: Monkey

There was a strange scent in the house now and it had been there for the past five days. It wasn't the scent that he used to smell when he lived alone with his Master; that scent was expensive scotch, smoke, custom cologne and sometimes cheap perfume. It wasn't the scent that had arrived when the Lady had entered their domain; that scent was flowers, Chanel No. 5 and something light and powdery. The Boy, who was his best friend, smelled of green grass, sunshine and strawberries. This smell was new and different. It reminded him a little of the Lady but something else as well. It was kind of like the smell of the cotton candy the Boy had once brought home with him after playing in the park. It was sweet and soft.

He had been forgotten about a lot these past five days. He had gotten an occasional pat and walks by the housemaids but not the usual attention. There was no curling up in the family room with his Master, the Lady and the Boy in front of the fireplace at the end of the day. The Boy who usually played and roughhoused with him had been in a foul mood and hadn't even thrown one ball in the backyard for him to catch.

The Lady hadn't been down much in the last five days either. She was spending a lot of time in the Master's room and he wasn't being allowed inside.

It was midafternoon. He could tell from the way the sun shone in through the large glass windows in the family room. The boy was usually home by now. He was watching the bluebirds twittering outside the window. He saw a squirrel and began to bark incessantly.

That was how the Lady found him as she entered the room. "Monkey what are you barking at?"

He turned his head to look at her cocking it to one side. She approached him holding something small and blanketed in her arms. Reaching down with a free hand she gave him a pat looking out the window.

"Are those pesky squirrels back again?" She left him there as she crossed the room and sat down on the couch.

Monkey padded over to her to inspect what she had in her arms. He could smell that sweet smell again.

The Lady had laid her bundle in her lap and was chatting to it as Monkey came over. She looked at the dog. "Do you want to say hello to Cordelia?"

Monkey nudged his nose against the blanket and sniffed. Yes this was the smell he had been smelling. Suddenly the blanket made a noise and shifted. He jumped back. The Lady laughed softly reaching out to pet him.

"It's okay. She's just saying hello. No need to be a scaredy cat." She continued to pet him and soon he felt secure and safe again.

He jumped up onto the couch next to the Lady and laid his head gently on top of the blanketed bundle.

Two minutes later he heard the front door open and then heard the Boy shouting as he ran into the house. Monkey jumped up off the couch and ran to greet him.

"Monkey!" The Boy wrapped his arms around his neck and Monkey was happy.

His Master patted him as he walked past calling out the Lady's name.

She responded, "We're in here."

He followed the Boy and his Master back into the family room.

His Master kissed the Lady and sat down next to her picking up the bundle and kissing it as well.

"How was lunch with Daddy?" she asked as she hugged the Boy to herself.

And so they spent the rest of the afternoon all together in the family room. Monkey curled at his Master's feet with the Boy lying next to him hugging him tightly. Everything was back to normal and he was happy again.

Week Three: Chuck

It had been twenty-one days since Blair had given birth to their daughter, Cordelia and it had been nineteen days since they had brought her home from the hospital and just like with Henry before her this was an adjustment period for them. Suddenly his once orderly and perfectly ran household was in total disarray; chaotic and loud.

The worst part was the lack of privacy for him and Blair. There was always someone around even in their bedroom. It was Eleanor, Lily, the baby nurse, Serena, Dorota, Blair's assistant, the nanny even Henry had become a staple in their room. The adjustment to having a sibling had been hard on him so Blair was allowing him much more access to their room at all hours of the day and night much to Chuck's disdain.

The final straw had been last night. He had begged Blair to let Cordelia sleep in the baby nurse's room for one night. He was dying to be alone with his wife. After much coercing and bribing she had agreed.

They had Dan, Serena, Nate and his new girlfriend, Ellen over for dinner and everyone had just left. Blair had checked on Cordelia and Henry while Chuck took Monkey out for one last quick walk and locked up.

When he finally made it back to their room he found his wife lying seductively on their bed dressed in nothing but a very sheer black robe that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. She had taken her hair down and her curls hung loose down her back.

He tossed his suit jacket on the chaise and approached her loosening his tie and kicking off his shoes.

"What do you think you're doing Mrs. Bass?"

Blair slowly slid off the bed and stood up. She closed the distance between them reaching out and slowly unbuttoning the buttons on his dress shirt and pulling it free from his wool trousers. She then slowly pushed it from his shoulders.

She placed a kiss to his bare chest and looked up at him with her big, brown eyes. "I want to be your wife tonight and not the mother of your children."

He swallowed hard. "Blair it's only been three weeks."

She pulled his belt from the loops of his pants and tossed it aside. She reached down and cupped him through the fabric of his pants. "I know. I also know how hard it's been for you the last twenty-one days. I've been so busy and I feel like I've neglected my husband."

He pushed his hands through her hair and pulled her to him for a kiss. "You haven't neglected me. You've been taking care of my children. That's more important than anything else."

"Well tonight I want to take care of you." She kissed him deeply as she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and maneuvered him to their bed. "I wanna have sex." She placed a kiss to his neck.

He reached out untying her barely there robe. "It's too soon Blair."

"My bleeding has stopped, my stitches are healed and I feel great." She kissed him as she slid his pants down a bit. "Better than great actually. I called my doctor today and she said to listen to my body and if I feel like it then it's fine."

He pushed her robe open looking her over. She was beautiful. He loved her body post pregnancy. Her curves and her breasts were perfect. God, he wanted to make love to her so badly but he was worried about hurting her. "I feel like there was a but in there that you're not telling me about."

Blair slowly kissed her way down his body until she was on her knees before him. They had done everything by the book when they had Henry. They had waited the full six weeks before having sex as hard as it had been.

Blair looked up at him from her place on the floor. "Yes she said 'but only if your husband is ready' and," she pulled his pants all way down freeing his raging erection, "from the look of things you are more than ready."

Before he could protest again she had taken him deeply into her mouth. Chuck's hands instinctively entwined tightly in her curls and all the reasons they should wait flew completely out of his head.

Three minutes later and he was ready to come. Normally he could last a lot longer but it had been too long.

Just as he felt her take him completely into her throat cupping his balls he called her name ready to explode and suddenly the door from their sitting room into their bedroom opened and there stood Lillian, their proper British baby nurse, dressed in her fluffy blue robe with a wailing Cordelia in her arms.

It took them all a second to realize what was happening.

Chuck was the first to react pulling himself out of Blair's mouth and yanking up his pants. "Fucking hell."

Blair quickly pulled her robe back together and jumped to her feet. Lillian was stuttering. "I'm so…I do apologize…the door…I knocked…" She started to retreat from the bedroom.

Blair tying her robe turned to face the completely embarrassed woman. "It's fine Lillian. I'll meet you in the sitting room."

Lillian hurriedly left the room closing the door.

Blair turned back to Chuck with a coy smile on her face. "I think we may have actually broken through her stiff reserve at last and someone forgot to lock the door."

Chuck was now sitting on the bed; his pants were hanging open. "I didn't know you were going to be giving me a blowjob tonight." He ran his hands over his face. "Fuck."

She stood between his spread legs and reached out running a hand through his hair. "Let me feed her and I'll be right back. Don't move."

"Blair…"

She cut him off leaning over him and kissing him gently. He then watched her go into the closet grabbing a thicker robe to put over the sheer one and leave the room. He had completely lost his libido. He got up showered and putting on a pair of silk pajamas crawled into bed.

Twenty minutes later Blair returned. Chuck looked up from the book he was reading and watched her cross the room shedding the outer robe as she did so.

"Someone needs a punishment for not following directions. I told you not to move."

Chuck sighed as he set the novel aside. Blair crawled on top of him straddling his lap. He grabbed both her wrists in his hands to stop her from unbuttoning his pajama shirt.

"Blair I'm not in the mood anymore."

She sat back slightly looking hurt. "Seriously Chuck? We haven't had sex in twenty-two days and you're going to reject me now."

He closed his eyes shaking his head. "It's not like that." He reopened his eyes looking into hers. "That little incident kind of ruined the mood for me."

Blair smiled at him as she leaned forward kissing him. "We've been caught before and it's never bothered you. As a matter of fact it usually heightened your experience. What's the big deal now?"

He released her wrists and placed his hands on her shoulders pushing her back slightly. "This wasn't being walked in on by the waiters at The London this was our newborn daughter's baby nurse."

Blair sighed. "Chuck, Lillian obviously knows we engage in sexual activity. We have two children."

He kissed her gently and carefully moved her from his lap. "I'm sorry but all I can think about right now is Cordelia and that isn't actually conducive to arousing me."

Blair gave him that look she did when she knew she'd lost the battle. She slid down next to him laying her head on his chest. "I just miss you."

He wrapped his arms around her holding her tightly and kissed the top of her head. "I miss you too." He leaned over turning off the bedside table lamp.

Blair was obviously way more exhausted than she had wanted to admit because she fell asleep almost instantly. Chuck laid there for a while trying to figure out a plan for getting some order back in their lives. He was still thinking through the options when he too fell into an exhausted sleep.

They were woken up at six-fifteen in the morning by Henry bounding into their room. Chuck buried his head in the pillow as he heard Blair groan.

"Henry it's too early. Mommy and Daddy are very, very tired," she pleaded.

He listened as Blair tried to reason with their stubborn three year old son. Chuck felt the bed shift as Blair moved closer to him and he had a pretty good idea what she was doing. He lifted his head up off the pillow and looked over his wife's shoulder and sure enough there was Henry getting under the covers.

"Absolutely not." He sat up looking at his wife. "Blair I've had it. I want our room back today."

He pushed the covers off and got up. Henry looked at his annoyed father.

"Daddy why do you have an angry face?"

Blair opened her eyes reluctantly. "Yeah Daddy why are you so upset?"

Chuck walked around the bed pulling Henry from it. "Because Daddy is tired of sharing his bed and his room with everyone on the Upper Eastside."

Henry started to whimper. This was his new thing and he was doing it every time Chuck tried to discipline him lately. Blair would eventually interfere and give in to his demands. Henry was onto it and knew how to use it to get his way.

Chuck continued to carry him across the room. "Henry Charles don't you start. This is Mommy and Daddy's bed. You have your own bed to sleep in."

Blair sat up and called after him. "Chuck…"

He turned to face her. "Blair this is the best thing for all of us."

He opened the sitting room door and crossed through it and out through the main door to the hall. He marched Henry back to his room and laid him down in his bed.

By this point Henry had big crocodile tears streaming down his cheeks. For a split second Chuck's heart broke and then he remembered how many nights Henry had crawled into their bed and he knew he had to stop it now before his son was a permanent fixture.

Chuck pulled the covers up over him and sat on the edge of the bed wiping his cheeks. "Henry everyone has their own beds and they need to sleep there. You cannot sleep in Mommy and Daddy's bed anymore. Do you understand?"

Henry shook his head wiping at his tears. "No. Delia sleeps in your room."

Chuck nodded. "Yes she has been but Daddy's decided that she's going to sleep in Lillian's room or the nursery starting tonight. Then everyone will be where they belong. Okay?"

Henry nodded trying to stop his tears. "Okay."

Chuck leaned over and kissed his forehead. "It's way too early to be up. Close your eyes and try to go back to sleep."

Henry sniffled. "Daddy do you still love me?"

Chuck wiped a tear from Henry's cheek. "More than anything in the world." Chuck kissed him one more time and stood up. "I'll see you in little while for breakfast."

"I love you Daddy."

Chuck realized this was probably harder on him than it was on Henry. "Love you too buddy." He closed the door and returned to the master bedroom.

Locking the sitting room door he returned to the bed. Blair was lying on her back staring at the ceiling. He slid in next to her lying on his side so he could look at her.

"Blair he can't continue to crawl in bed with us. It's not healthy for him or our marriage."

She turned to glance at him with tears glistening in her eyes. "I know." She dabbed at her cheek as a tear slipped down it. "Stupid hormones."

He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her over into his arms. He kissed her. "Cordelia also needs to start sleeping either in the nursery or with the baby nurse."

She started to protest and he stopped her. "Blair we're paying that woman nearly four thousand dollars a week for twenty four hour call and I swear she's getting way more sleep than we are. It's ridiculous."

He kissed her temple and laid his forehead against it. "She can do the feeding in the middle of the night and then you'll maybe get a solid four hours of sleep. It's what she's here for."

He turned her face towards his. "I love you so much."

She gave him a small smile and whispered, "Show me."

He hesitated for a split second before capturing her lips with his. His hand moved from her hip up to cup her right breast. She must have changed when she got up in the night to feed Cordelia because she was now wearing a silk nightgown. He pushed it up exposing her body to his gaze and removed it from her.

He stared at her in awe of her beauty. Having two children hadn't made her any less attractive. If anything it had made her even better. She was filled out in all the right places and he adored her even more if that were possible.

She shyly moved her hands to cover her still slightly rounded tummy. He pulled her hands off her stomach and moved them to her sides.

"Don't do that. You're too beautiful to hide." To prove how he felt he made a trail of kisses from her neck down her body and along her stomach.

He spent ten minutes worshipping her body with his tongue, hands and lips. He knew from their past experience with postnatal sex that extended foreplay was a must. He returned to her lips and kissed her deeply as his fingers pushed between her thighs. He was pleasantly surprised to find her wet. He smirked there would be no need for the K-Y this morning.

Blair looked up at him questioningly. "What are you so amused about?"

He smiled at her as he pushed two fingers inside her and she gasped. "Just loving how wet I can make you even though you're still breastfeeding and all that."

She cupped his cheeks. "How do you know it's you and I'm not fantasying about Ryan Gosling?"

He looked down at her his expression turned serious. "That's not even funny."

She pulled him down for a kiss. "Do you want to know what I'm really thinking about?" He nodded and she whispered against his ear. "You and your huge cock fucking me senseless." She took his earlobe into her mouth and bit down on it just hard enough to make him hiss.

Nothing turned him on more than Blair talking dirty to him. He rolled off of her reaching into the bedside table drawer and pulling out a condom.

He handed it to her and watched as she used her teeth to tear open the package. She pulled off his pajama bottoms as he removed his shirt. She straddled his thighs and reached out stroking him twice. She rubbed her thumb over the head of his cock gathering some of the precum and placing her thumb into her mouth tasting him.

She smiled sexily down at him. "You taste so good." She leaned over kissing him.

He nearly came right then and there. He watched as she sat back up and removed the condom tossing the package aside. She slid it onto him and then carefully positioned herself over him.

As she slowly lowered herself onto him he reached up and pulled her down for a kiss. "If it's uncomfortable we can stop."

She shook her head. "It feels okay."

He rested his hands on her hips as she began to slowly ride him. This position gave her complete control over how deep and how fast they went. He resisted the urge to lift his hips up to meet her movements. He reached up cupping her breasts running his thumbs over her erect nipples.

There wasn't a woman alive that could match Blair's beauty. She was truly the most amazing woman in the world. He knew with having been abstinent for so many weeks that he was going to be quick so he reached between them and started to rub her clit.

Instantly she responded. Her head fell back and her eyes closed as she panted on top of him. He continued to play with her for a minute or two and then watched as he brought her to climax. He followed immediately.

She fell on top of him gasping for air. He wrapped his arms around her kissing her.

She pulled back smiling at him. "If I didn't have to shower and feed Cordelia I'd go another round." She kissed him one more time and slowly got up from the bed.

He watched her cross the room and head into the bathroom closing the door behind her. Under normal circumstances he would've followed her in and fucked her against the marble tiles in the shower but not today while her body was still healing.

He realized what an incredibly lucky man he was. He had a gorgeous, intelligent, loving wife and two beautiful, healthy children. It really was good to be Chuck Bass.

Week Four: Blair

She was in love; hopelessly and helplessly in love. She was lying on the chaise in the master bedroom with her daughter in her lap. Blair pulled her legs up so Cordelia was propped up against her thighs and she looked into her daughter's beautiful, dark blue eyes. They would most certainly turn brown just like Henry's did.

Obviously this love was different than one she had for Chuck. But it was also different from what she felt for Henry. She adored her first born and loved him as much as Cordelia but it was not quite the same. She thought back to when she was pregnant with Henry. It had been a difficult pregnancy. She had had a lot of morning sickness with him and then he was a week late and his delivery had been so much harder than Cordelia's.

Even Henry's first month was the exact opposite of Cordelia's. With Henry she was nervous and inexperienced. She did everything by the book and drove herself crazy. She was completely and utterly exhausted from trying to do everything perfectly. But with Cordelia it was so much easier and Blair was so much more relaxed.

She smiled down at her daughter and started to talk to her taking her tiny hands in hers and stroking the soft skin.

Blair touched the soft, dark brown hair on the top of her head and thought about the years to come. She couldn't wait to take her to Bendel's and pick out headbands and to Bergdorf's to purchase her first Dior dress. She also thought about Mommy and daughter teas at the Carlyle and ice skating at Wollman rink. Spa days at Bliss together and afterschool visits to the atelier. She couldn't wait to show her Paris and purchase her first macarons from Pierre Herme.

She also thought about her hopes and desires for her daughter. She wanted her to always be happy and healthy of course but she also wanted her to feel safe and secure. She wanted her to be confident and self-assured in a way Blair never was. She wanted her to always know who she was and to be proud of that person. She also wished for her to pursue her dreams no matter how impossible or unreachable they seemed. But most of all she wanted her to feel love; the love of her family but also a great love. A love like Chuck and Blair had but without the heartache.

Cordelia started to fuss a little and Blair lifted her up kissing her cheek and laying her against her chest. She patted her back gently and felt pure contentment. She had never been happier in her life.

She couldn't believe a month had already passed since she had given birth to Cordelia. Where had the time gone?

Blair had left the door to the sitting room and the hall ajar and she could hear her three year old son shouting as he came running down the hall from his room.

She kissed the top of Cordelia's head and whispered, "Here comes your big brother," just as a freshly bathed Henry came running into the bedroom.

"Mommy I'm all clean."

He was followed by Jessica. Henry rushed over to Blair and laid his head on her shoulder looking at his sister. He was finally adjusting to having a sibling and was starting to interact with Cordelia more and more every day.

Blair kissed the top of his damp head. "You smell much better."

Henry reached a hand up patting Cordelia's back. "Hello Delia." He used a high pitch sing song voice when he spoke to her that made Blair smile.

"Mrs. Bass, Henry and I were going to pop some popcorn and watch a little bit of a movie if that's okay." Jessica leaned over smiling at Cordelia. "Do you want me to take her with us?"

Blair shook her head. "No I'm going to try and nurse her one more time. I'll bring her down in a while."

Jessica nodded and Blair gave Henry one more kiss. "Enjoy your movie darling. Daddy and I will say goodbye before we leave."

"Okay." He took Jessica's hand and left the room without a backward glance.

Blair sighed. Chuck had been insistent that they go out to dinner tonight with some associates from Bass Industries. She hadn't been out socially since the week before Cordelia's birth and if she was being honest she was okay with that.

Cordelia began to cry and Blair knew she was ready for a change and a feeding. She got up and walked down to the nursery. She entered the lilac painted room and laid her daughter on the changing table quickly changing her diaper. By the end Cordelia was crying quite hard and Blair hummed an old Polish lullaby that Dorota had sang to her when she was little trying to soothe her daughter as she snapped her baby Dior onesie closed.

She picked Cordelia up and moved to the overstuffed, comfortable chair in the corner. She opened her robe and adjusted the slip underneath exposing her breast and settling Cordelia. Immediately her daughter latched on and began to nurse.

Blair smiled when she thought back to her sixteen year old self. If you had ever told that girl that Blair Waldorf would be happiest in a nursery breastfeeding her child she'd tell you you were completely crazy. She didn't know how she had gotten to this place but she was glad she was here.

She leaned her head back and closed her eyes for a few minutes. She was exhausted. She really wanted to stay home and spend the night alone with her husband and children but she knew Chuck was looking forward to going out.

She started to mentally go through her closet trying to figure out what she could wear that one would fit and two would hide her post pregnancy belly. She had two choices a Lanvin loose flowing dress and a gorgeous Miu Miu piece with lots of ruching along the torso. One of those would definitely do the trick.

She slowly opened her eyes so she could burp Cordelia and switch her to the right breast. She was surprised to find her husband in the doorway leaning against the doorjamb watching her.

"Hello," she smiled at him as she laid her daughter across her lap and pulled her slip back into place. She laid a burp cloth over her shoulder and lifted Cordelia up patting her back gently.

Chuck stepped into the room. "Hey. I didn't want to wake you." He leaned over placing a kiss against Blair's lips and then one gently on top of his daughter's head.

He sat down on the ottoman facing his wife. "I love watching you with her. You're an incredible mother."

Blair felt tears prick her eyes. He said the statement with such sincerity and love. What he didn't know was how those words meant more to her than anything else he could ever say to her.

"Thank you."

Chuck reached inside his suit jacket and pulled a square velvet box from the pocket. "I had something made for you."

Blair's eyes brightened. "For me? What's the occasion?" She took the box from his grasp.

He reached over taking his daughter from her so she could open it. "Just a little something because it's Friday."

Blair furrowed her brow. "Chuck you just gave me my push present." He had gifted her with a custom made Harry Winston pink diamond necklace, bracelet and earrings set.

He shook his head. "This has nothing to do with that. Can't I spoil my wife?"

She opened the box and smiled. It was a beautiful platinum linked bracelet. There were four large solid platinum discs hanging from the links in spaced intervals. Each disc was engraved; Cordelia, Henry, Chuck and the last one read three words, eight letters.

She ran her fingers over it. "Chuck its lovely."

She looked up at him as tears slipped down her cheeks.

"Don't cry. It's supposed to make you happy." He reached out and wiped a tear from her cheek.

"I am. I'll cherish it forever." She handed the box to him and took Cordelia from him. Extending her right arm she said, "Put it on me please."

He took the bracelet from the box and wrapped it around her tiny wrist and clasped it. He pointed to the open spot. "That's for the next baby."

She looked at him shaking her head. "Oh no, we talked about this and two is perfect. We have a boy and a girl. Let's not get greedy."

He smirked at her leaning forward and kissing her. "I would love another boy and I adore you when you're pregnant."

She shook her head and reached up cupping his cheek. The discs tinkled as they bumped together. It was a beautiful sound. "You are out of your mind but I love you anyway."

He pulled back standing up. "We'll see."

She exposed her right breast and lowered Cordelia to it so she could finish her feeding.

Chuck paused in the doorway and turned back to look at her. "I was thinking I'm really tired tonight. It's been a long day. Are you okay with skipping dinner?"

Blair felt a flood of relief. "Whatever you want to do I'm fine with."

He smiled at her and she had a feeling he was canceling for her. He really was the best husband in the world.

He nodded. "I'm thinking get the kids to bed and have some alone time."

Blair sighed. "That sounds like the perfect way to spend a Friday night."

Sixteen year old Blair would be appalled but twenty-seven year old Blair was completely content and happy.

A/N: The charm bracelet I had in mind when I wrote this was one owned by the wonderful Elizabeth Taylor. It was discs with the names of her children engraved on them. I always loved her charm bracelets and wanted to incorporate one into this story.