Sorry that the last chapter took so long! I'll try to get them out a little more sooner. Enjoy and review!

"I don't know what you're talking about." Serena said trying to close the door on him. She seemed nervous.

"I might have been drunk, Serena, but I remember. You kissed me on the cheek and told me to make things right with Blair. You were crying. Now I know you were afraid of what Blair would do if she found out. But two seconds earlier, you were giggling and kissing me...What changed?"

"Nate," She closed her eyes and pointed to the couch "Have a seat."

He followed her back into the apartment and sat down on the leather couch. He wasn't sure what was coming. Had no idea. She pushed her long blonde hair behind her ears and shook her head "Why didn't you ask me this like...months ago?"

He paused then shrugged. He wasn't really sure. It had just come to him. Just being next to her must have triggered his memory.

Serena was hesitant but finally continued "The truth is, I was only thinking about Blair; she's my best friend. That's it." She slightly pursed her lips and shrugged. She wasn't going to budge.

Blair picked up the pair of heels, running a finger over the soft leather. She sighed and placed them down again. Her feet were so swollen that all she could wear was flip-flops. "Blair, why don't we go to the store next door? You know, the one with all the baby clothes." Chuck eyed her as she looked down at the ground.

"No, I'd much rather stay here." She pointed at the racks and racks of designer Italian clothes. "It's like my dream come true. Maybe later." She tilted her head and smiled slightly. She was telling him to drop it. Thinking of planning for this baby freaked her out. It meant that all of this would soon to real. And then she would have to think about who this baby belonged to.

"Come on, we'll just have a look. We don't have to buy anything if you don't want to." He grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the door "Don't be such a baby, Blair."

"Hey! You can't just force me to buy baby clothes, Chuck." She squeezed her hand out of his grasp and backed away "Besides, I have plenty of time before I pop."

Chuck paused as he searched her face for something "Why are you so afraid, Blair?"

She pursed her lips and crossed her arms over her chest "I'm not afraid." She said defensively, as if the idea of her being afraid was ridiculous. "I'm the farthest thing from being afraid, actually. I can't wait for all the shit I'll go through after I push this thing out. Then my parents can finally know what kind of daughter they raised."

"Blair, you've never been a bad daughter. This won't change the way they look at you."

"Really, Chuck, this won't change anything? You can't tell me you'll be absolutely chipper if this baby ends up being Nate's." She started back towards the shoes, keeping her eyes on Chuck "I've finally faced the fact that my parents are probably not looking for me because they just don't care anymore. I'm an embarrassment to them. I don't even know why you stick around for all this."

"Blair," Chuck sighed and took a step closer to her again "I'm sticking around because I love you. And I'll love this baby, whether they have my DNA or Nate's."

"I love you too." She smiled and hugged him. The people around them were now starring at the two of them, confessing their feelings to each other in the middle of the store. "We could, I mean, we could stay here until the baby is born. And we don't have to have a paternity test. We'll just put your name on the birth certificate. And it's not like my parents are out looking for me, what's a few more months here?"

"That's my girl." He said with a smirk. "Now that's the best plan I've heard from you in a while." He was referring to her plan to get married to Nate, Blair realized. But she couldn't understand why he was so happy to just get rid of Nate; an important person in both of their lives.

"Yeah," She said sadly and smiled, glancing at her stomach. It was a good plan. But what if this baby boy grew up and found she had been keeping a huge secret from him.

"Oh my god," Blair said peeking through the peep-hole in the front door. She slowly opened the door, seeing the person on the other side shaking their head slowly "Mom, what are you doing here?" Blair's jaw dropped as her mother stepped past her into the house.

"I see you've lost all the manners I spent years teaching you." Her mother walked through the house, heading for the bedroom. She knew exactly where it was. "I told your father we would move the wedding to the beginning of the summer. That will give us a few weeks to go for a dress fitting after the baby is born."

"What are you talking about?" Her mother had now moved into her bedroom, going through the piles of clothes on the floor.

"The car will be back here in an hour. I recommend you get your things together and say goodbye to Chuck."

"Mom, how did you find me?" Blair wasn't even listening to all the things her mother was saying. She was too busy trying to grasp the fact that her mother was here. Right here. In her bedroom.

Her mother raised an eyebrow and pulled her suitcase out of the closet "Blair, have you been listening to a word I've been saying? We're going home."