Chuck hadn't been able to sleep that night if not for the sleeping pills Nate had given him.

His best friend and also best man had moved all of his stuff in Chuck and Blair's penthouse, so that he would be ready sooner for the day after. When he woke up at seven o' clock in the morning, he was surprised to see his best friend already up.

"Were those pills useful at least?" he asked.

Chuck was combing his hair. "Fabulous. The alarm woke me up" he added as he put down the brush and buttoned his shirt.

"Good."

Nate went out of the bathroom to have breakfast, and Chuck followed him to the kitchen. The couple of friends picked up some mixed stuff. It wasn't an usual breakfast for Chuck in the morning, but he told himself he couldn't arrive starved at his own wedding.

"Is Jenny still asleep?" he asked after a while.

Nate swallowed a croissant before answering. "Yeah, she is still exhausted for our trip before we got back here" he admitted looking at his plate full of things.

"She's exhausted just for that?" Chuck teased with a smirk, and Nate giggled.

"You're still the same, Chuck Bass" he commented nodding his head in agreement. "I can't believe you're really getting married. It looked like yesterday when we both tried drugs and drunk malt for the first time, and now you're about to become a father and a husband."

"Keep the memories for your speech" he smiled. "Speaking of, have you written it? I expect you to say something and I guess Blair does too."

Nate gave another bite to what he was eating first. "You better grab tissues when I do because I'm sure you'll cry."

"Do you believe I will? Well, that's a bet."

"Everyone cries at their wedding, come on!" he exclaimed and patted his friend's shoulder.

….

She wasn't sure she would fit in her gown that day.

Her mother had created for her a beautiful wedding dress. Strapless, it had small flowery details on the chest. The skirt was really large and able to cover her big belly under it. It reminded Blair one of those dressed they used to wear in the 19th century, just like she had asked. She wanted her dress to resemble one they used in Gone with the wind, but not too much puffy since she was already big because of the pregnancy.

That morning she was weirdly hungry and she blamed the baby for it. She barely ate breakfast, and above all she didn't expect to do so two hours before her wedding.

"I want more berries, Dorota" she ordered her maid and she promptly walked out of the room to fill her bowl again. "I don't know why I'm so hungry. Shouldn't be people be anxious and disgusted the day of their wedding?"

Serena had laughed. "I don't believe someone is disgusted to get married, B. But anxiety can do that, of course. Aren't you nervous?"

Blair looked at her reflection in the mirror while the hair stylist was fixing her hair.

"Probably, I am" she shrugged, folding her hands on her lap.

"Probably? You're getting married with Chuck! Isn't that great?"

She nodded, a bit annoyed.

"Come on, B! Cheer up! I'm sure Chuck doesn't want to see you like this when you'll arrive to the altar" Serena smiled happily.

Her best friend didn't answer to that question and kept looking at the person who was styling her hair trying to distract.

Was she anxious? Actually, she was super excited to tie the knot. She was getting married with Chuck, the only real guy she had been loved for all those years. They were going to have a baby in less than a month, and she couldn't wait. Why though her emotions seemed blocked?

"Can you please leave us alone thanks" she asked to the stylist and she left the room.

Serena was applying mascara on her lashes and turned to Blair making a face.

"I'm scared, S" she finally confessed in a whisper. She told herself not too cry despite she had waterproof make up.

"Oh B" her best friend closed the distance between them and hugged her "I know you are but everything is going to be fine. You'll be perfect and beautiful. No one will be immune to your beauty today. Above all Chuck. He loves you and he can't wait for you to have the ring on your fourth finger" she tried to comfort her.

Blair fixed the make up under her left eye although she knew it hadn't ruined a bit. "What if he says no? What if I stumble on my feet while walking down the aisle? What if he doesn't like what I did for the buffet and the wedding room and the flowers, and -"

Serena cut her friend off. "What, what, what. Stop being dramatic, B! Chuck will appreciate whatever thing you did. From the flowers of the nuptial arc to the music you've chosen to play. I'm sure he'll love it."

She tried to nod and sighed. "You better get me into a coma if I stumble" she added, and Serena slapped her arm.

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Chuck had kept himself calm in his room at the building the wedding was going to be hold.

Ten minutes were left till he had to go out and wait for Blair at the altar that he knew had been put in the center of the meadow of this property not too far from the Palace Hotel. Nate had informed him it was covered by pink peonies. Chuck wondered how did Blair get those since it wasn't peonies period, but then he remembered she could get anything if she wanted to.

"So, ready for it?" a smiling Nate asked once he got in the room.

"Should we go already? Hey, my bow tie is fine?"

Nate grinned even more "You are perfect, man. Don't worry about the details, they are perfect as well."

Chuck smiled at his friend and turned to the mirror again. He fixed the bow tie for the 100th time and looked that the hair were styled properly. Nate kept looking at his every move and made him somehow more anxious than he was.

"Is there something wrong?" he looked at his best friend, trying to hide the irritability.

The blond shook his head and crossed his arms. "You know, is weird. Too much weird actually." Chuck frowned but he didn't ask further so Nate continued. "Look at you. You're twenty-two and about to settle. You shouldn't be this tensed. You should be glad of this day and enjoy every part of it!" he walked towards him and patted his shoulder before leaving the room. Chuck soon followed him with a grin.

As soon as he reached the outside where everyone was sitting, he was astonished.

Everything looked more than perfect, absolutely flawless. He hadn't had any option than let her do what she liked to do the most, plan and give orders to create something unforgettable.

The chairs were arranged in two long rows, one on the left and one on the right, and ten chairs for each row. Every one of them was covered with real flowers, pink peonies and pink bows. Not too far from the chairs there was the altar. It was covered by peonies too, and roses. Chuck smiled seeing they were yellow, he would thank Blair later at the buffet.

He went on the altar by Nate, that was already there. Some people on his way to it shook hands with him and he quickly smiled at them before making his way up there. He turned on his right to see a radiant Serena smiling at him. He had just the time to take a look at her fuchsia dress when the music started.

After the first notes of the famous bridal march by Wagner, Blair made her entrance.

It was the first time ever he would see her dress. It had been a secret until the arranged dinner of the day before, although Chuck tried to get hints of how it was made from Serena and sometimes Dorota, who he knew liked to spill secrets if well paid.

She looked perfect in the white gown he knew her mother had created for her. Everyone turned to her while she was walking down the aisle aka a dark blue carpet.

Blair looked at everyone but him, and this made Chuck think she was really shy and anxious like him to acknowledge this dream of theirs was actually about to become true. Once she arrived in the middle of the path she had to walk to arrive to the altar, she finally met his eyes.

He had promptly smiled, a wide smile of contentment.

Blair had smiled back and in her glory and glow she run a hand on her belly to smooth it. Of course he didn't miss the gesture and thought she was trying to tell him something with that. Was she in pain, perhaps?

She was eight months pregnant and they weren't sure she would deliver on terms or earlier.

The smile on his face started to fade and made him worried, but Blair easily climbed the two steps and gave her bouquet made of peonies to Serena. She also nodded as to let him know she was okay. He felt relieved and smiled at her, then the ceremony started.

After almost a hour, Chuck and Blair were finally declared husband and wife. He had kissed deeply in front of their guests and exchanged smiles.

He still couldn't believe they had made it, and gladly the baby looked safe and still wanted to be in Blair's belly rather then come out.

He helped Blair getting in her comfy ballerinas once they had taken some pictures in the meadow they were. First only he and Blair alone, then with their best man and maid. Nate and Serena looked so glad and acting joyfully for the whole time that neither Chuck or Blair could stop wearing their smile. It was the first day they were totally genuinely happy.

The dishes Blair had chosen for the wedding buffet looked delicious.

Chuck noticed she ate everything or almost, and smiled at her every time he noticed her hungry stare at some pasta or sweet they were served.

"What are you staring at?" she asked once while she was tasting some caviar.

He chucked and got closer. "You're too amusing when you eat" he commented.

Blair dropped her fork in the dish and pouted.

"I mean it. See you eating makes me smile" he added, and she couldn't help but lower her head. A tiny smile appeared.

She knew he was talking about her eating disorder. She had had it randomly in those last two years they had been together and tried to fight the instinct to get in that loop again. She knew she had to try and appreciate her body for what it was - wild, passionate and tasty as Chuck always reminded her.

She had to remember he loved her for what she was. He loved her ass who made her body look like a mandolin if seen from another prospective. He loved her stomach and above all her belly button. It looked like the one of a baby, and it was so nice to tackle her there during sex. He also loved her boobs. He knew she thought they weren't big enough. In his mind Blair believed guys loved girls with big breasts and never settled with the normal size.

When sometimes they used to watch and they randomly catch a movie with and actress with chubby boobs, she changed channel fast making Chuck groan in response. Not for the gifted woman of course, but because he really liked that show and wanted to watch. He had let her know many many times that he loved her breasts. It didn't matter they weren't exactly as big as Serena's, they were precious to him. Hell, one of his favorite activities during sex was sucking on them. Her nipples were so funny.

"I have to eat for two now" she remembered him and put a hand on his leg. Chuck grinned.

They kept eating in silence until Nate stood up from next to Chuck. He knew that time was coming. He reminded when he did the same at his Father's wedding, more than five years before. It seemed too back in time. He didn't think someone would do the same to him before he would go in his thirties or forties.

"I'd like to propose a toast" Nate started, and the people sitting at the tables turned in his direction. "Me and Chuck and Blair have been friends since the day we were born. You know when you are a kid you never know well the people you meet. You think they're going to leave you someday, maybe forsake you. But this didn't happen with Chuck and Blair. When Chuck was a little kid, he used to be wild. He liked to make the teachers get mad and scream in annoyance at him because he couldn't be tamed. I remember I used to fear him when I was in preschool. He broke other children's toys and looked satisfied of it. I was kinda scared to get closer to him, but eventually I did. The thing that made me turn to Chuck was that he didn't do, he never did anything like that to me. He then confessed me in a snarl when he was 6 that it was because he liked me and trusted me as a friend."

Nate turned to Chuck and he was looking pleased. It was as if he was reliving those moments through Nate's speech, and this warmed his heart. It surely warmed Blair's because she hadn't been with the guys until kindergarten. It was so amusing listening stories on him since Chuck wasn't one who loved to share things about his past.

"When we hit kindergarten that's where we met Blair and Serena" she looked at his two female friends. "Chuck never stopped being a bad kid and he used to annoy Blair much. Once I remember he cut the bow of one of her favorite headbands, one who resembled the one Snow White has in the fairytale. She got mad at Chuck but instead of crying she slapped him. He looked so surprised by that gesture. No one ever dared to do so up until that day, and I swear that is probably the moment he started considering Blair as someone would could tame him and kinder his spirit. Although it took him time since he's hard on his feelings. But well yeah, it happened. And now I'm more than happy to become an uncle for their baby and my best friend's best man. May the odds be with you" he raised his glass of champagne.

Chuck smiled widely and then sipped the glass in no time. Same did Blair who was then putting both hands on Chuck's back seeing him frozen. He was maybe thinking.

"Let's go. You owe me the first dance of the night" she whispered, and he followed her.

He knew what he had to do but Nate's words delayed his actions.

He remembered every single thing he mentioned, and was surprised Nate did too. Is not that all the kids remembered what they did when they were 4 or 6, but he did really well.

Nate had left out that Chuck hadn't many friends and was usually sitting next to the window eating alone his lunch prepared by an au pair. He remembered when his best friend approached him because the teacher had asked him to call Chuck. They needed to draw something but he opposed to the idea and walked away from the others. Nate had consciously talked to him about it, that he knew how it felt not having a mother nor a father who cared for you. His father was the same, and he just acted as if he was happy and played with his toys so he wouldn't get his indifference.

The funny thing was that Chuck wasn't aware Nate knew all of that stuff about his family back then. He explained it to him with easy words, but it had been enough to trust the guy with his life. He was so genuine and loyal compared to the others that he tried to open to him.

Once Blair had come in the picture along with Serena, he became a bit angry. Blair always sat beside Nate and acted as if she was his girlfriend, which annoyed Chuck. It was as if she was stealing his friend or kinda. He couldn't really stand it so he broke her bows and headbands to show her his displeasure. He knew it was roll eyes worthy now, but you don't think about the dynamics behind an action when you are a child.

And now he was about to have one on his own.

He wouldn't let the baby live the same life as him. He wouldn't leave his kid alone at home with au pairs who would teach him the things his father never dared to teach him when he was a toddler. He won't let his son grow without a parent. It would bring too much grief. And he wanted this son so bad he couldn't wait. It was the realization of the future he had always envisioned with Blair since the day he decided to buy her an engagement ring.

"What are you thinking?" Blair asked. She had noticed he was deep in thought when they started dancing in the center of the room.

His eyes drifted from over her shoulder to her eyes, and he ordered himself to focus. "Memories" he just answered and grinned at his newly wife. "Nate brought them up with his speech. I can't believe he remembers all of that stuff about me, about you."

She giggled "Of course he does. Nate loves you. You are his best friend. Serena can't forget the times I throw sand on her hair whenever we went to the Hamptons for the holidays either" she sighed at the old memories. "Nate remembers you cutting my poor Snow White headband which I never forgotten. They were so precious!" she made a face.

"This means when we'll have a baby girl I'll buy those for her. For forgiveness."

Chuck moved his hand from her hip to her belly, and Blair looked up at him with sweetness. It felt so natural and welcoming when he did that. They knew the baby was listening to them, in fact he kicked and Chuck felt it.

"You already planning a girl before I even deliver the boy?"

"It doesn't hurt to fantasize about the future" he raised an eyebrow "above all when it's with you. Don't tell me you don't want another woman running around the house."

She looked away for a second. "I don't want to feel outnumbered. Having your dick in the penthouse is already enough" she licked her lips challengingly "and I'm sure Alexander here will give us a hard time" she said confident.

"Alexander? Deciding baby names without the baby daddy, I see" he pouted.

Blair blushed. "You don't like it? Were you thinking about -" she asked, worried he wouldn't.

She and Serena had talked about baby names for weeks. Above all in the days Blair and Chuck didn't meet Serena tried to distract her by going shopping for the baby and decide the name he would have. Blair had started to call her future son like that one day, and she sticked to it when also Dorota and her mother looked pleased with the name.

"I haven't thought to call my first son Bart if it's what you think. I know I should pay my father's respect but I don't want to name our baby like that. I feel is too... rushed. I don't want him to become the new attention of the media just because he's called Bartholomew."

She agreed. "Would work well as a second name though" she added.

Chuck shrugged his shoulders and kept dancing with her. It was so weird discussing the name their baby will have in front of a crowd who was obviously watching you.

He pushed Blair a little closer to him so that her stomach was now pressed on his. The baby kicked again and they both smiled. It occurred to him that he usually did that whenever they were close or having sex. The baby sensed his parents and their love it was just so amazing.

Few photos were taken while they were dancing, and once the dances ended it was time for the cake. Chuck wondered what cake she chose. Whatever flavor suited him, although he wasn't a big fan of lemon and Summer fruit in general.

It turned out the cake was chocolate. He knew Blair craved lots of chocolate lately, but he wouldn't think she would also order their cake like that. It was white chocolate though. A great cake with little peonies on it and small figures of a groom and a bride. He noticed the bride also had a baby bump so maybe Blair had expressly asked for it.

They left the party around midnight, ready to get home and relax. They were finally married, so one thing was done. The other was the baby, and honestly they decided to do their honeymoon so that it wouldn't interfere with him and the date Blair was supposed to deliver.

The elevator opened in front of them and Chuck lifted Blair up in his arms and got in their penthouse.

"I wish someone would be here to take us a picture" Blair murmured.

Chuck shrugged "You can't have everything in life. Damn you're not a lightweight anymore Blair" he teased, and she punched his arm lightly in response before he let her on her feet.

"What do you say we christen our house before the fun is over?" she proposed all of a sudden.

He was checking something in the kitchen and left her in the living room. When he heard her voice he smirked and walked back where she was. He had something in his hand, something she recognized being a gift. She smiled.

"You didn't have to, this is so beautiful and cute!" she exclaimed.

He got her a bracelet, a white gold one. It was full of tiny diamonds, and it kinda reminded her the Erikson Beamon he had given her several years before.

"Do you like it? I know the real wedding is over, but I still wanted you to have something new."

She looked up from the couch "It's really precious" she said as she wore it. "Perhaps it could be the only thing I'll be wearing tonight."

Chuck raised an eyebrow and got what she meant.

He leaned closer and touched the nape of her neck, slowly getting her face closer to him for a kiss. She thought things would be easier if she was standing up instead of sitting down, so she did it. Her hand reached his hair and while they kissed she started running her finger through them, inhaling their scent mixed with Chuck's cologne. It inebriated her body and somehow made her more excited than she already was.

Chuck's hand went on her back to open her dress. It was full of tiny buttons but he made it in few minutes with the un-hooking. Blair's dress fell down her hips and he helped her getting out of it. His hands found her strapless bra and then un-hooked that too, Blair's breasts suddenly feeling free to wander on her chest. He took a look at them and give her a small kiss on one.

Blair smiled at him and she rolled her eyes back for the arousal once she kept kissing her down till he was on her belly. That had to be for Blair the sweetest thing ever. She knew he was doing for the baby. He wanted the baby to acknowledge that their parents loved each other dearly and they couldn't wait for him to be born.

She recoiled back a bit to undress Chuck.

"It's not fair" she complained with a kitty voice and saw Chuck smirking at her when she did.

She removed his shirt and the shirt he had under and throw it somewhere, then her hands wandered on his chest full of hair. Passing her hands through his hair was something she liked to do as much as him sucking on her nipples. It was like stroking a dog sometimes because of the hair, but it mostly was relaxing. She could see Chuck's member already excited at that point and they didn't have a penetration yet.

Blair let her hands wander on the hair on his back and her hand went with no ceremonies in the front of his pants where she could appreciate his erection more. She let his pants fall from his knees and let him remove his shoes before he threw himself on her again and their lips crushed even harder than before.

He slowly walked to the couch to let her lie down on her back, then when she adjusted her whole body on it, he started giving her small kisses from the nape of her neck to her whole figure, once on her left then on her right. He didn't want the other side to feel lonely.

Once he was about to lower his boxers and thrust in her, she moaned. He though it was a natural reflex at first given by the fact that he was stimulating one of her breasts at that moment, but then he looked at her face and she had glossy eyes. He suddenly moved closer and brought his hands on her face.

"You okay?"

She answered in a sigh "I think I just had a contracti -" she was cut off by another moan she made.

"Contraction? This early?" he asked with worry "Want me to take you to the hospital?"

She closed her eyes briefly and put a hand on her belly. "Yes... please."

Chuck helped her to get in a summer dress and got dressed again too. Arthur took them to the nearest hospital and they went to the ER as soon as they could. Blair's supposed contractions hadn't stopped. It ached in between her legs and her whole body was hardly able to move. The Doctor of the Emergency section called Blair's gyno and took them in an empty room.

Blair lied down on her back, her forehead full of sweat and her eyes half closed. Chuck held her hand, which she was gripping firmly. Her Doctor came in a hurry and started inspecting her, a frown appeared on the woman's face once she was done after five good minutes.

"I think we should wait and see how tonight goes" the woman started with a calm tone. "If she lets out more blood then I have no other option than have a C-section."

Blair's mouth fell open and she tightened her grip on Chuck's hand. She felt suddenly terrified and her Doctor sensed that from the look on her face. Chuck himself looked kinda lost and didn't really have no idea what to say. He just told himself to comfort his wife.

"It won't hurt the baby if he is delivered before the term" she continued writing something on Blair's folder. "Actually a lot of pregnancies lately are like this. You don't need to worry. What I can tell you now is that you need to try and distract in any way and wait. If this baby wants to get out tomorrow, he will. I'll tell the nurse to give you something for the pain, Mrs Waldorf."

"It's Bass now" she corrected her. At least she hadn't lost her sarcasm.

The Doctor smiled. "You got married then? Congratulations!"

She saw the nurse coming so she excused herself and went out of the room, saying they could call her if the meds wouldn't help Blair because it could be the case to really help the baby out.

Blair pouted while the nurse was injecting the meds for the pain.

Chuck frowned, wondering if she felt pain elsewhere. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice soft.

"Do I really look like a single woman?"

"From the ring I placed on your finger today I can't say yes. Perhaps you have amnesia?"

She squeezed his hand hard. "I mean it, Chuck! Do I look like I'm still nubile?"

"You shouldn't ask me that question. My opinion is clouded since you are my wife, you know" he nodded his head to the nurse and giggled. He didn't get why Blair was asking such silly and random questions. Did she forget they got married that day?

"Would you tell I'm married?" she then asked to the nurse.

The woman, a fat blonde with fuchsia lipstick, turned on her heels before she reached the door. "You have ring. You married. It's on newspapers." she answered with a Russian accent.

She blinked "Someone reads the New York Times at least" she said gleefully making the nurse shrug her shoulders. The nurse went away and shook her head as Blair looked satisfied.

"Don't tell me you just asked that question because the gyno couldn't remember we were getting married today" he shook his head in disapproval.

"I just wanted to check if I looked like a wife" she confessed, but Chuck frowned.

"At least you distracted me" he admitted with a grin.

Blair smiled back then silenced herself for long. Chuck didn't mind the silence as long as it was to think and contemplate, but he felt like he had said something wrong. He broke the quiet air that was setting in the room. She had managed to distract them both from the baby for ten minutes and now he was looking for something else to do to keep them busy.

The words of the Doctor slowly started to set in too. She had said that if Blair kept having the contractions the baby had to get out.

He wouldn't mind the baby now and he didn't care they wouldn't be able to go to the Hawaii for their honeymoon. He just wanted the things to go well and above all Blair and the baby to feel good. It had already been hard few months before to rush to the hospital during the evening and fear that she may lose their baby.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked all of a sudden. He tried to figure out.

Blair turned to his side since she was focusing on the half opened window in front of the bed, and looked at him with confusion.

"Did I hurt you... earlier, on the couch" he explained with a slight hint of guilt in his voice.

"You were doing everything but hurt me, Chuck." He lowered his head and turned again. She could see more thoughts and possibilities appearing in his head. "I know that right now you're blaming yourself because you helped me to lie down on the couch and while you were kissing me I felt the ache, but is not that you caused it. It had to happen. Maybe this baby is meant to be premature, who knows" she finished.

He shifted his body to look at her. Her eyes were filled with tears and he saw one crossing her cheek. It hurt him to be in that confusion right now, but he wanted to find a solution that wasn't his baby be delivered before the term. He knew that Blair could suffer for it other than the child, and he didn't want to risk. He walked towards her bed and sat down next to her.

"How are you feeling now?"

She barely smiled at the question. "My stomach hurts... but just a bit."

"Good" he agreed and placed a hand over it. "Now we just need to wait."

He adjusted next to her on the bed and kept holding her hand. Blair drift off to sleep soon, while he remained awake for the whole night. He checked she was alright and if she ever needed something, but the only time she woke she asked for water and he was soon ready to gave it to her. Besides that, Blair didn't seem to still hurt.

At seven in the morning the Doctor came in the room to check on her. Chuck was fully awake despite he hadn't slept at all, while Blair had just woken up.

"Feeling better, any blood stain?" the gyno asked sweetly and touched Blair's tummy.

She nodded "I think I'm right. It hasn't ached since the nurse gave me the meds last night..."

The Doctor kept inspecting the belly and blinked. "Then it was a false alarm. It usually happens when the pregnancy is about to reach the term that contractions happen. Is just an abdominal tightening, nothing serious. The contractions will surely happen again. Sometimes really painful, sometimes not. Is our body's response to let the mother know the baby will soon go out. If the blood would've been more and kept flowing then I had no other option than let your child be delivered today in any case not to risk... To protect you both."

"So this means we can go home now?" Blair asked, a new light in her eyes.

"The nurse will give you the name of the meds you should take if the ache comes back. But if you expel blood again... Come as soon as you can, Mrs Bass" she explained.

She grinned happily at the Doctor for have been calling her with her brand new surname, then looked at Chuck. The woman decided to give the newlyweds privacy so she left the room.

Chuck looked relieved. His smile was full of joy he couldn't hide. He tilted his head towards her a bit and kissed her smoothly. "Let's go home, Mrs Bass" he added, and Blair's smile widened. He liked that she loved being called with her new surname, and he would do that a lot from now on.

At home Blair freed herself from the dress she had on and decided perhaps to put on a nude slip. She wasn't that tired, she was more hungry than that. Chuck on the other hand looked like a sleepwalker with opened eyes. Blair never took an eye off him as he helped her every move although she was fine and wanted to prepare breakfast for herself alone. He let her do that after a small argument about her needing to lie down and rest, then Blair sent him off to their bedroom where she had promised would be in less than fifteen minutes to do something relaxing, hopefully sleep until lunch time.

Blair prepared something for him too and put everything on the small table and slowly climbed the stairs. She had to admit to herself he was right she was starting to feel tired again but she had given Dorota few days off because of the wedding so she had to do it. Once she reached the door of their room, a wide smile spread across her face. Chuck was fully asleep on his side of the bed with his mouth half open. He looked like an infant to her, and the sight of him blissfully asleep warmed her heart.

She left the small table on the carpet after sipping her orange juice and then crawled in bed next to him. She placed her head on his chest and felt his arm gripping her from behind. She didn't know if he was half awake, but she knew he was sensing her presence there and that's how she liked it.

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For everyone; Blair's wedding dress: http : / / img171. Imageshack. Us / img171 / 6581 /14236352 . jpg :D (removed the spaces)

I was excited to make you read this chapter! Probably is what you expect. I went through a writer block with this fic because I started updating other two, but now I'm kinda back. I will try to focus on both stories so every thing will be updated in the right time.

Random but have you seen EL pics from the other day? * swoon * I am really excited for this new season! Hopefully we'll get what we want :D

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