5 months later…

Blair strutted in the front door of Bass Industries in a heavy overcoat. Serena sat perched at the front desk fiddling around with files. Blair flung herself behind the wall and peered inside. She knew Serena would ask a million questions and get suspicious, and she didn't feel like talking. She wanted Chuck, now. As Serena looked down, Blair bolted down the hall and flung open Chuck's door.

Chuck looked up from his computer and smirked.

"Hello gorgeous. Couldn't make it through the morning without me?"

"Actually…" Blair murmured, unbuttoning her coat. "Yes." Chuck's eyes grew large as he stared at her perfectly toned body and the black-lace lingerie that covered it. He gulped and stood up. Placing his favorite salted coffee on the end table next to her, she slowly made her way towards him and placed one finger on his chest.

"Of all the places we've done it…" She cooed, flipping herself around so she was sitting on the desk. "I don't think we've ever done it on a desk." Chuck moaned.

"Well, as they say, there's a first time for everything." He whispered, pushing her down on top of the chestnut desk. She wrapped her arms around him and thrashed her lips to his. She realized how much she really wanted him and needed him. His arm whacked against the phone, sending it to the floor. Neither of them even flinched or noticed it.

"Chuck. Now." She gasped, trying hard to keep her voice down.

"I'm almost there Blair." He panted. He prepared to go further when there was a knock at the door.

"Mr. Bass?" Chuck stopped immediately and stood up. Blair slipped off the table and onto the floor with a loud thump. Chuck looked at her, his eyes telling her to be quiet.

"Is everything okay?" Rebecca asked, tapping impatiently outside the door. Blair looked up at him with buggy eyes.

"Are you okay?" He whispered, reaching his hand out. She nodded and stood up, staring at the door.

"The closet." Chuck directed, buttoning up his shirt. Blair darted towards the closet and slammed the door. She put her head against the wall and sighed. Chuck found his belt and quickly put it back on. Running a hand through his hair, he opened the door.

"Everyone is down the hall waiting for you. Hugo and Berker is here to discuss partnership; it's in your Outlook Calendar."

"I must have never gotten it." Chuck responded. Rebecca looked closely at his shirt and cocked her head.

"Chuck, you buttoned your shirt wrong." She noticed, pointing to the uneven parts of his shirt. He looked down in shock. She laughed.

"Someone had a rough morning…or a really good one." She teased, turning to go down the hallway.

"Meet us in the Conference room after you button that shirt right…and comb your hair." Rebecca exclaimed, walking down the hallway looking at her Blackberry. Chuck slowly shut the door. Blair threw herself out of the closet and tripped onto the floor. Chuck laughed.

"You are falling everywhere today. It's sort of cute."

"Don't call me cute." She snapped, standing back up. She fluffed her brown locks and stepped closer to him.

"So…I think we were here." She moaned, pulling Chuck down with her on top of his desk. Chuck placed his head on top of hers. He felt her squirm under him.

"Blair, I would love to continue this, but I have a very important meeting with Hugo and Berker…"

"Oh that's it is it?" Blair yelled, pushing him off of her.

"Am I not good enough for Chuck Bass anymore?" Chuck put his hand to his head. She was extremely moody this week, and he knew that was going to push her off the edge. He knew better than to say something to argue with her. He had to let her vent.

"I guess work is just more important than little old me." Chuck re-buttoned his shirt and waited for the final word.

"Have fun at your meeting. I'm taking this coffee back." She snarled, swiping the coffee off the end table. She put her jacket on hurriedly, forgetting about Serena. Taking a swig of the coffee in anger, she stormed to the front of the office. She didn't even like coffee, but something provoked her to guzzle it down. She stopped dead in her tracks as she saw Serena out of the corner of her eye placing the phone she held in her hand down.

"Good morning Blair." Blair shut her eyes and bit her lip. Serena knew her too well. She could tell by her tone of voice that she knew what exactly was going on. Blair pictured the look on her face as she slowly turned to face her. She knew her too well. It was the exact expression.

"Surprised to see you're drinking coffee. After all of those years of being repulsed by my coffee, it's interesting to see you like it now. Or maybe you just need some extra energy after visiting Chuck." She jabbed, knowing how to push Blair's buttons. Blair felt her hands crush the cup that was in her death grasp.

"You have no right to judge my sex life!" Blair screamed, drawing all of the attention in the office towards them. Serena took a swig of her coffee, holding back laughter. The office ladies in their cubicles looked at Blair with astonished expressions.

"For crying out loud could you all stop staring? Don't you have work to be getting to?" Blair hissed, throwing her hands in the air. The ladies all turned their attention back to their cubicles.

"Look who's getting moody…someone's PMSing…"

"I am not PMSing! In fact, I'm really quite late…" Blair murmured, her eyes opening.

"Oh my god." Serena whispered, looking at Blair.

"But I don't feel like that! Trust me been there done that. I'm sure it's just a case of PMS. Maybe I'm catching onto your cycle." Blair responded, turning hurriedly to head out the door.

"But mine was…" Serena started. But Blair was already out the door.

"Last week." She mumbled.

Blair ran in her room and slammed the door behind her, panting. She couldn't be pregnant. Her and Chuck had been careful. They didn't even have one slip up…or maybe once or twice. Closing her eyes tightly, she remembered that she had hid a pregnancy test under her sink from before. She padded towards the bathroom and opened the door. Her hand felt around until she felt the box. She slowly pulled it out from underneath the sink and placed it on the counter. Shutting the door, she stared blankly at the test. A big part of her was nervous beyond belief to take the pregnancy test, yet another part of her was excited. She knew that she had told Chuck that they weren't ready, and he had agreed, but she knew he would be excited if she really was pregnant. She tore open the box and yanked the stick out. She remembers being in this position before, but this time it was different. She was more excited than she was nervous. Nervousness defiantly was racking up inside of her, but she knew that no matter what the results foretold, she was going to be okay. She took a deep breath.

"Here we go again." She mused, clasping the stick in her sweaty palms.

"Chuck." Serena entered the room with a light tap on the open door. He looked at her.

"Do you need something?" He asked, sensing she had something important to tell him. Serena's expressions were very distinct and through the years, he could recognize them all. This was her look that said, "I'm going to tell you something really important". Like the time she told Chuck to fight for Blair or the time she told Chuck she thought Blair was pregnant. She pulled the door closed.

"Is it Blair? Is something wrong?" Serena shifted her weight.

"I think you should stop at the Duane Reed on the way home." Serena hinted, trying to get Chuck on the same page so she didn't have to be the one to put it out there. Chuck shook his head.

"Is she sick?" Chuck asked confusedly. Serena looked at him.

"Has Blair been acting weird the last couple of days?" Chuck looked at her strangely.

"Not really. I mean she's sort of moody, but Blair is like that sometimes. Serena enough fooling around what are you getting at?"

"Chuck I think she's pregnant." Serena blurted. Chuck looked at her blankly.

"Did you talk to her about it?" He questioned. Serena nodded.

"I saw her on her way out this morning." Chuck smirked. Serena shot him a look.

"Please don't bring your sex life to work with you."

"She just showed came in her lingerie! I can't say no to that!"

"Now that's two symptoms. She's late and horny for you." Chuck put his head in his hands.

"I know Blair, Chuck. She isn't going to act on this right away. I am telling you this as a friend to the both of you." Chuck massaged his head.

"Gossip Girl is going to see me buying the tests." He mumbled into his hands.

"We'll I'm not doing it for you we saw how that played out last time I got pregnancy tests for Blair." Serena exclaimed, rolling her eyes. Chuck sat up and picked up his Blackberry.

"Arthur bring the car around. We're going to need to stop by Duane Reed. Call and have them get three pregnancy tests, all different brands. We will pull around back and pick them up." Chuck gathered his things.

"Good luck." Serena said, squeezing his arm. He smiled.

"Thanks for telling me." With that, he exited out the door and down to the street. Millions of thoughts were racing through his mind, but one thought screamed louder than the rest.

They were going to get another chance.

"Blair." Chuck said softly, knocking at her bathroom door. The door crackled open. Chuck found Blair staring at the stick that lied on the counter. Her eyes slowly closed. She noticed the bags in his hands.

"We're not pregnant Chuck. But I appreciate you going to the pharmacy for me…" She fought back tears. She sniffled and sighed.

"I'm going to admit, I was really excited at the idea, but we're not ready for a baby anyway." Blair admitted, turning to face Chuck. He wrapped his arms around her tightly.

"I promise you one day, you and I will have a baby. I'm never going to leave you." Blair sobbed into his chest, her fingers grasping his back. Chuck looked at the box she had gotten the test out of.

"Blair. For the heck of it, let's try another test." She looked up at him questionably. He wiped away her tears.

"It's not going to be have a different result…"

"Who cares. I'm sort of interested about how this whole pregnancy test thing goes down."

"Third times a charm!" Blair joked, taking the bag out of Chuck's hands. She cracked open the box and looked up at Chuck.

"I would rather you not stare at me while I pee on a stick." Chuck turned around.

"I meant get out." Chuck smirked and took a seat on her bed. She joined him a minute later.

"Now we have to wait five minutes." Blair instructed. Chuck sat uncomfortably.

"What do you do for five minutes?"

"Usually I spend five minutes freaking out about what I'm going to do next but since I already know it's a no, I can relax." She flopped back into the bed and looked at Chuck.

"Blair, if you we're pregnant, I would have been very happy, but I can wait too. The baby will come to us in due time I promise." Blair smiled and took his hand.

"Come lay with me for five minutes I'm so tired." Chuck flopped next to her and she snuggled close to him. Blair heard her Blackberry timer go off. Blair sat up and took Chuck's hand, leading him into the bathroom. She picked up the stick and started instructing him.

"If it's one bar, you're not pregnant but you see if you are its two bars."

"Blair…" Chuck choked.

"What?"

"Why does the stick show two bars then?"

And I'll leave you with that intense cliffhanger (haha, you know how I love them!). I hope you liked this chapter a little better because last chapter was bad and don't deny it because people told me it was haha. I like honesty though, so please if you did give me constructive criticism don't think I am attacking you. I know less SereNate this chapter I apologize this was mainly focused around Chair I originally had a Nate part in there that I deleted because I changed my mind. Sorry if you hate time jumps but I had to move the story along and that was the only way to do stuff without making it completely boring.

So what do you think? Are Chuck and Blair pregnant, or is it just a scare? You'll just have to wait until next chapter to find that out ;)

Xoxo, Becca