Sorry for the update that took forever to come. To make it up to you, here's an extra long chapter. It's about 5,700 words =O So enjoy!
September
Blair's eyes slowly fluttered open to an empty bed. Starting to panic, she sat up as fast as she could with an 8-month-pregnant stomach and padded into the living room. She let out a sigh. Chuck was standing by the window, glass of scotch in hand. He looked over at her as she started making her way towards him.
"Bass it is 3 AM what are you doing up?" Blair said, standing in front of him.
"I could ask the same to you." Chuck took a long sip of his drink. Blair gave him a concerned look, shifting her weight.
"Okay maybe I am not just up because I felt you leave the bed. I am worried too. For a lot of things, actually." Blair admitted. Chuck looked at her. Blair closed her eyes and cracked a small, pained smile.
"I know this sounds so ridiculous, but I can't stop worrying about when they get to high school and the whole hierarchy thing starts. Two can't be queen…." She said, resting her hands on her bump.
"I am just afraid that only one of them will get it and another will be ousted. And I want both of them to succeed and be happy. Being Waldorfs, I'm sure that is what they will both set their eyes on." Chuck gave her a smirk.
"Your turn." She murmured, rubbing his arm. He looked out into the street and closed his eyes.
"I don't want to become Bart…" He whispered, clenching his grip on his drink. Blair looked up at him curiously.
"I am deathly afraid that I'll turn into him and I won't even realize it. And that is not what I want for my kids. That life was torture and…" He stopped as a tear rolled down his cheek. Blair started to tear up too.
"I have the same fear of turning into Eleanor. But honey, you are going to be a great father. You are a man in a way your father never was." She assured him, echoing her own words. She cupped his face in her hands.
"I wouldn't want to have children with anybody else. I have complete faith in you. And so do our girls." Chuck brought her close and hugged her as close as he could, the bump resting in the middle of them. He leaned down and kissed her bump, his tear dripping on her rope. She outstretched her hand to him and pulled him up.
"Come on, let's go to bed." She said, wrapping her fingers around his. Chuck wrapped his arm around her back and pulled her in.
"I love you so much." He told her, kissing her head.
"I love you too."
The words had never been so true.
Blair and Serena sat perched on Blair and Chuck's bed, laughing. Chuck had to finalize some things at work, so Serena thought it would be nice to keep her best friend company. Empty boxes of macaroons were scattered around the room and on the bed. Normally, Blair could eat a lot of macaroons. But being pregnant, she could eat boxes of them. Typically, she would feel really gross and probably make herself throw up after it, but she just couldn't help herself. Being pregnant made her crave them even more. She would sometimes make Chuck go out to get them in the middle of the night. She felt bad doing it, but he was more than happy to comply.
"So B, one more month! Are you excited?" Serena asked, giving her a smile. Blair closed her nodded.
"I think we're ready. We've been reading baby books every night, Dorota came over and helped Chuck baby proof everything…oh my god it is so awful you do not know how many things a baby can get into! You have to twist and push a million buttons to open everything! Which is not helpful whatsoever when you still have slight morning sickness and the toilet is glued shut." Blair exclaimed, rolling her eyes. Serena placed her hand on Blair's knee.
"You're going to be great parents B." She murmured, squeezing her knee. She leaned in to Blair's stomach.
"And Auntie Serena is going to spoil you two rotten!" Serena cooed. She pressed her nose into Blair's stomach. Blair shoved her head away.
"It is just slightly weird that your face is pressed to my stomach." Blair joked, shooting her a look. She leaned back into the pillows.
"Ow they are kicking again…" Blair complained, squeezing her eyes shut. Serena cooed in delight.
"That means the like me!" She jumped up and down on the bed. Blair put her hand up.
"No. They just want to make their mother extremely uncomfortable." Serena rolled her eyes and grabbed her hands, pulling her up.
"Blair I have a serious question for you." Serena asked, her eyes darting around the room. Blair nodded, shutting her eyes in pain.
"Do you think Nate and I would make good parents?" Blair shifted her position on the bed and looked back at her.
"Yes. But you two would need some serious practice. And you may want to insure your baby for dumb blonde disease cause it has an 100% chance of getting it." Serena slapped her lightly and laughed.
"You aren't planning on getting pregnant soon are you? S you aren't even married! Or even engaged!" Blair reasoned, throwing her hands in the air.
"That didn't stop you." Serena whispered. Blair shot her a look.
"Yes but I didn't plan this." Blair said, drawing an invisible circle around her stomach with her hand. Serena sighed and looked at her knees.
"I guess I am sort of jealous…" Serena admitted. Blair squeezed her hand.
"S, you will have children someday. It doesn't have to be tomorrow. Just let fate run its course." Serena looked up at Blair and smiled.
"Thank you B." She said, trying to hug her. Her bulging stomach made it hard for Serena to hug her, so she awkwardly hugged her shoulders. Blair laughed and sighed.
"See! This is why you should be in no rush to be pregnant. Look at me I am a whale!" Blair moaned. Serena smiled and cocked her head.
"Hey you are a very beautiful whale. You defiantly have the pregnancy glow thing going on." Blair smiled and squeezed her hand.
"Well Chuck and I were going to ask you this at dinner next week before the gala, but do you want to be their godmother?" Serena smiled and squealed.
"Of course!" Blair leaned in forward and hugged her awkwardly. The girls bursted out into laughter again, tears flowing down their faces.
"Now you get to try motherhood out before you actually have a baby. It's almost like a trial run." Blair said. Tears flowed down Serena's face.
"Thank you." She mouthed, holding her hand tight. Blair nodded.
"I hate to ruin this emotional moment, but I really need to pee. They are really pushing on my bladder." Blair murmured, laughing at the end. Serena smiled.
"It's okay. Go pee." Serena said, laughing. Blair sat up slowly and made her way to the bathroom.
Serena looked over at Blair's nightstand. There was a picture of her and Chuck, sitting smiling at each other from two years ago when they first started dating. Next to it was a picture of her ultra sound, propped up against another picture of Chuck and Blair that she took early in Blair's pregnancy. And then the final picture lying next to that one was of Blair and Serena when they were eight, field hockey sticks in hand. Serena could remember that day.
"Serena! Pass me a flat!" Blair yelled, running towards the goal. Serena shot the ball to Blair, who took a big swing to shoot it in the goal. Instead of hitting it, she completely whiffed it and her stick hit the cage making a loud bang. Blair stared at the ground, sporting a furious expression.
"It's okay B!" Serena said, running up to her.
"Practice makes perfect." Serena offered. Blair rolled her eyes and walked away, agitated. Blair was always hard on herself about everything: from the way she looked to how good she was at sports. She never wanted to practice or sweat and just expected to be good. Serena looked over at the other girls, whispering and staring at Blair. They all wanted to see Blair. They craved her failure because they all secretly wanted to be her. Serena slapped the ball towards Blair.
"Think fast!" Serena screamed. Blair whipped around and whacked the ball into the cage, a large bang echoing through the field. The girls stared at her in shock. Blair herself was surprised.
"That was a perfect shot B!" Serena cheered, running over to her. She hugged Blair, giggling. Blair smiled widely and looked back over at the girls, giving them her bitchy glare. She saw Dorota running over to them, camera in hand.
"You two look so cute in new uniform. Smile!" Dorota exclaimed, putting the camera up to her eye. The two best friends laughed, holding each other in a warm embrace.
Dorota had really captured the moment perfectly. Serena smiled, running her hand over the picture.
"You always made me believe in myself Serena Van Der Woodsen. And that's why I am where I am today." Blair said, leaning against the doorframe of the bathroom.
Serena turned around and smiled.
"That's why you are going to be a perfect godmother and mother." Serena jumped off the bed and walked over to Blair.
"And I need you because you always snap me into reality." Blair nodded.
"You need me quite often." The two girls laughed. Serena walked over to the dresser where a black dress was hanging.
"Is this what you are wearing to the gala next week?" Serena asked. Blair nodded.
"Blair you are eight months pregnant wearing a little black dress might not be appropriate…"
"I'm Blair Waldorf. I can pull off anything." Serena looked up at her and smiled. Blair grabbed her purse and sunglasses.
"Let's go! We have hair appointments!" Blair exclaimed, grabbing Serena's hand. Blair waddled towards the elevator.
"You are one crazy bitch Blair Waldorf." Serena said as she watched her very pregnant best friend walk through the elevator doors.
"So true." Blair replied, sighing.
"Blair?" Chuck echoed through the hallways of the condo. She wasn't in the kitchen eating, which was concerning. She wasn't sleeping either, which was the second activity she usually was partaking in when he arrived home. There was only one other place she could be.
He creaked open the door and saw Blair, perched in the rocking chair. Her arm rested on the top of her bump while the other one held up the book she was reading. What to Expect When You're Expecting: Twins. Chuck admired her beauty as she studied the book. Her brown hair, newly highlighted and arranged, fell down in a pool of tendrils by her shoulders. She wasn't wearing a lot of makeup, but she still glowed. Her blue dress fitted her body perfectly, showing off her bump and impeccable curves. She met his gaze and smiled.
"It's so nice and peaceful in here." She noted, rocking back and forth.
"It won't be for long." Chuck joked, running his hand across one of the cribs. Blair moved her feet off of the foot rest of the rocking chair and motioned for him to come over and sit down.
"I can tell you're still worrying." She noted, putting her feet onto his lap. He slowly started to massage her bruised feet, closing his eyes.
"And I can tell you're still obsessing over high school hierarchy." Chuck replied, messaging her feet harder. She sighed and rested her head on the back of the chair.
"Well since they are the daughters of the queen herself, they do get the baton passed down to them." Blair joked. Chuck rolled his eyes.
"…But since they are not even a day old yet, I am going to worry about that later." Blair reasoned. She took Chuck's hand.
"For now, I am going to enjoy some quiet time with my fiancée." She said, brushing a stray hair out of Chuck's face. Chuck took the book out of Blair's lap and looked at the page she was reading.
"Throughout their lives, even as young as newborns, both of the twins will vie for your attention and try to outdo each other. This is normal. To avoid further trouble, make sure you pay equal attention to both children and treat them as individuals, not one set." Chuck quoted in a mocking tone. Blair took the book from him and slapped him with it lightly.
"The competition for my attention is going to get harder once they are born…." Chuck joked, leaning in closer to her.
"Oh I will always have your attention…" Blair whispered, her breath hitching as she leaned into him.
"Why don't you prove it to me?" Chuck murmured, Blair's lips inches away from his. Blair threw the book over the chair and thrashed her lips against his. Chuck moaned and whisked her in his arms, taking her to their bedroom.
"You have my undivided attention. Always."
Blair lied intertwined in Chuck's arms in her robe, watching The Vampire Diaries. Chuck hated the show with all of his heart, but Blair and Serena loved it, so he and Nate were always stuck watching it. The hunk Damon admitting his true feelings to the main character Elena, and Blair was tearing up. He looked down at her, jamming her Ben & Jerry's strawberry ice cream in her mouth, crying over a stupid TV Show. Hormones, Chuck thought to himself. He looked back up and the TV and rolled his eyes at the stupid dialogue. He could have seduced Elena so much better than that. And he isn't even a hunky vampire.
"I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here."
Chuck could relate to Damon in a way. He had been in his position a countless amount of times. He wanted her so badly, but couldn't have her. Now that Chuck had her and more, he couldn't be happier.
Suddenly, Chuck got an idea. He picked up the remote and put it on mute.
"CHUCK! It was getting to the good part!" Blair screeched, sitting up. Chuck looked at her.
"Let's get married tomorrow." He murmured. She looked at him, confused.
"What?" She breathed.
"I said let's get married tomorrow. We can have a private ceremony right here." Blair looked at him, shocked.
"But Chuck…tomorrow is a little soon to plan everything!"
"If Eleanor and Cyrus did it, so can we! I can call the florist down the block and get catering from that place you love. We only need to invite Nate, Serena, Lily, and your family. It doesn't need to be over the top. All I need is you." She looked at him with teary eyes.
"Okay." She squeaked, her voice cracking. He leaned in and kissed her. She pulled away and smiled.
"I think we should get started now." She whispered, looking up at him. He nodded.
"I'll call the florist and caterer."
"I'll call the guests." Blair stood up and walked into the bedroom to retrieve her iPhone.
"Holy crap I am getting married." She said to herself, laughing. She dialed her mother's number, her hands shaking. She put her hand up to her cheek as a reality check.
"Mother? Yes. You need to get on the next flight. I am getting married tomorrow."
September 18, 2012.
Blair woke up and slapped the side of the bed, expecting Chuck to be there. She removed her blindfold to find a note lying in his place. She opened it up.
I know it's tradition for the groom to not see his bride on their wedding day, so I am out getting my tux fitted and doing last minute errands to keep myself away from you. See you at seven.
XOXO, CB
"I'm getting married. Oh my lord." Blair screamed, jumping out of bed. She dashed into the kitchen, practically running over her parents who were coming out of the elevator.
"Watch out! Crazy pregnant bridezilla on the loose!" Cyrus joked, smiling at Blair. Blair breathed in and laughed.
"Hi." She murmured. Her family stared back at her with mixed expressions. There their 8-month-pregnant daughter was standing in front of them in one of Chuck Bass' old polos, hair messily thrown up, and was to be married in 10 hours. After a moment of awkward silence, they all surrounded Blair, hugging her tight.
"You are squishing the babies." Blair coughed, pushing them away. They all laughed, looking at her enormous stomach. Eleanor gave her a look.
"Blair honey, are you sure this is a good idea? It is all sort of sudden…" Blair pushed a wisp of hair out of her face.
"Yes mother. I love Chuck. And we don't need some expensive, top notch wedding. We just want to be surrounded by family and friends who care about us and support us. So if you are not supportive, then I suggest you turn around and go into the elevator."
"I support your decision bear. We all see how good Chuck takes care of you. And he did ask us polietely to marry you a couple months ago." Harold said, taking his daughter's hand. She blushed, flattered by Chuck's cuteness. She looked over at her mom, biting her lip.
"Well, what are we waiting for? You're getting married my love!" She said, hugging her. Blair started to cry in her mother's arms. She didn't know the true reason. Maybe it was because her mother finally approved of her. Or maybe it was because it was her wedding day.
But what it all boiled down to was her damn hormones.
"Blair honey stand still." Her mother ordered, sticking a pin through her dress. Blair winced. The dress was way too tight around the breast area, although she felt awkward telling her mother that. She closed her eyes to try and shut out the pain. Her mom pulled back the fabric and she yelped out in pain.
"MOTHER! YOU ARE STRANGLING MY BOOBS!" She screamed, her hormones making her lose control. Serena awkwardly walked in the room. Eleanor undid the bobby pin and turned to face Serena.
"Sorry to interrupt, but where is my dress?" Serena asked. Blair turned around and faced her, trying to smile to break the ice.
"Right over there. And Nate's bowtie is there with it." Eleanor said, flailing her arms in the relative direction. Serena padded over to her purple dress and grabbed it.
"Thank you." Serena said softly. She smiled at Blair and then walked out of the room, wanting desperately to escape the pregnant-bridezilla zone. Blair turned to face her mother.
"I'm sorry I snapped like that mother it is just…very sensitive there." Blair murmured, embarrassed by her outburst. Her mother smiled.
"Trust me, I understand. I was pregnant once too." Eleanor said, squeezing her daughter's hand. Blair smiled and laughed.
"Now let's get the bust at a comfortable measurement. They are way off from what they used to be…Wow."
"Mother!" Blair scolded, laughing. Eleanor put the bobby pin it.
"That's not a terrible thing." Blair smiled and put her hand on her stomach, checking herself out in the mirror. She looked like some sort of pregnant goddess. She absolutely loved it. Her mother never failed to make beautiful dresses. She felt her bottom lip start to tremble. Her mother wrapped her arms around her and pulled her close.
"You are so beautiful my darling." Eleanor whispered, starting to tear up. Blair nodded, tears streaming down her face.
"I'm having a bridal moment." Blair crackled, wiping a tear from her face. Eleanor rocked her back at forth.
"Chuck is going to just die when he sees you." Blair smiled and looked at Eleanor.
"I can't wait." Blair said, smiling wide.
Eleanor looked at her daughter. She looked so blissful, ecstatic. Like she didn't have a care in the world. When her eyes met Blair's, she felt it. It was that look that made Eleanor certain Blair was marrying the right person. She knew that look well. She had that look when she was marrying Cyrus. When she married Harold, it was just an "I'm getting married" expression. But with Cyrus, it was so much more. She knew he was going to take care of her for the rest of her life. She felt an undeniable chemistry with him. When it came to Blair and Chuck, it was the same thing. When you were in a room with them, you could feel it. Even if they weren't together. It was something no one could ever explain.
"Why don't you slip out of this dress so I can get it dry cleaned while you go get your hair and makeup done with Serena?" Blair nodded and turned around for her mother to help her get it off. She changed into a comfortable sundress and took her mom's hand.
"Thank you mom." Blair said wholeheartedly. Eleanor smiled, fighting back tears.
"You're welcome darling."
It was six thirty. Thirty minutes until she will be Mrs. Bass. Blair could barely contain herself. She was so excited, but a tad nervous for reasons she could not explain. She felt the constant need to throw up, and not from the babies. She stared at herself in the mirror as Serena walked in. Serena took a seat next to Blair.
"You're getting married." Serena crackled, smiling at her best friend and sister. Blair smiled.
"I know. I can't believe it. Especially the part about the groom being Chuck Bass." Serena laughed and wrapped her arm around Blair.
"We've dreamed about this day ever since we were little girls." Blair looked down at her hands, feeling the tears start flowing.
"God how many more times do I have to cry today?" Blair whined, reaching for a tissue. Serena brought the box over.
"Don't cry B it will mess up your mascara!" Serena joked, offering a smile. She felt a tear trickle down her cheek.
"I am just so happy. Happy that you're happy. And happy that you are going to be officially my sister by marriage!" Serena squealed, pulling her friend closer. Blair wiped a tear off her face.
"Wow that's just a tad creepy. I never really thought about that." Serena laughed, resting her head on Blair's shoulder.
"Remember when you swore you'd marry Nate and live in an estate with a long driveway." Serena recalled, smiling.
"And remember when you swore you'd marry humpty dumpty?" Serena shot Blair a look and returned to resting her head on Blair's shoulder.
"I'm so happy we're still friends and preparing for the rest of their lives." Blair nodded in agreement, looking at them through the mirror. It was the same mirror Blair and Serena had done their makeup in a countless amount of times. The same mirror Blair had cried in front of. The mirror oversaw an endless amount of sleepovers and hookups. If that mirror could tell stories, Blair thought. She pulled her friend in for an awkward hug.
"I love you S. Always have, always will." Blair whispered, nestling her head in the crook of Serena's neck.
"Same here." Serena said, pulling away. She grabbed Blair's hands and placed them in her lap.
"So…can I have a preview of the vows?" Serena asked curiously. Blair gave her a look.
"No way. You have to wait like everyone else. Don't think you get special treatment." Blair scolded.
"Besides the first person I want to hear them is Chuck." Serena smiled and looked at her.
"Okay I guess that's fair." She reasoned, nodding her head. They laughed in unison.
"Miss Waldorf?" A lady knocked at the door. She poked her head inside the room.
"Your mother wanted me to give this to you." Serena got up for Blair and took it from the lady. She offered Blair a smile and turned to walk down the hallway. Blair's eyes opened wide as she saw what was in Serena's hand.
"A peonies headband? Wow your mom is good." Serena said, twirling it around in her hand. Blair reached out for it, taking it from Serena.
"It's made from real peonies petals…oh my god." Blair said, running her fingers across it. Serena observed it and smiled.
"It's one of those headbands that goes around your forehead." Serena noted, putting her hand out to offer to put it on her. She slowly lowered the metal headband on top of Blair's gorgeous curls on an angle, so it wasn't too low on her forehead. She took two bobby pins and secured it in the back so it wouldn't slip.
"That was indeed the finishing touch." Serena murmured, staring at Blair through the mirror. Blair laughed.
"Now I really look like a goddess. Maybe a little too much." Serena laughed.
"No, you look perfect." Serena said, stroking her hair. Blair smiled and sighed.
"Blair bear?" Harold asked, opening the door. His breath hitched as he saw his one and only daughter, glowing with happiness.
"You are beautiful." Serena helped Blair stand up as her father outstretched his hand to her.
"Ready?" He asked.
"More than I'll ever be."
The music started to play. Chuck couldn't even feel his body he was so nervous. He felt like he was going to fall over and faint on the Waldorf Penthouse Floor. He watched as Nate and Serena walked down the small aisle covered in flower petals, linking arms. Nate whispered something in Serena's ear that made her smile as they made their separate ways.
Then came the moment. The moment his world completely stopped.
She floated down the aisle as if she was a goddess. She also looked like a goddess. The dress was gathered at the top, but then flowed from her stomach down, showing off her bump perfectly. Her hair was just the way Chuck loved it, her tendrils flowing freely down her chest. The peonies headband was like the icing on the cake, making Blair just seem to beautiful to be real. Her perfect brown eyes looked at him and seemed to lock with his eyes. For a moment, all he saw was her. The whole world was shut out. He had been waiting for this moment ever since that night at Victrola. She broke the trance with a smile that made Chuck smile. A familiar feeling crept back into Chuck's stomach.
Butterflies.
He would never stop feeling them. She reached the end of the small aisle and gave each of her dad's a light kiss on the cheek. He outstretched his shaking hand and she took it. He felt a surge of energy run through his arm. He still felt such chemistry with her. It was overwhelming.
The pastor read some bible verse Chuck could care less about. He locked his eyes with Blair's the whole time, holding her hands tightly. He never wanted to let go of her. Ever. He wanted to stay in this moment of bliss.
"Mr. Bass…" The pastor said. Chuck snapped out of his trance.
"Your vows…" He prompted.
"Oh…." Chuck said, embarrassed. He fumbled through his pockets and found the piece of paper. He breathed out and looked into Blair's eyes.
"3 Words. 8 Letters. I could never say them as a teenager. Why? I was stubborn. And so blindly lovestruck. Blair, you were the first person I ever fell in love with. Before you, I never knew the true meaning of love. When we were kids and played dress up, when we were teenagers and I saw you dance at Victrola, or when I saw you, sitting in a rocking chair in our nursery, absorbed in a parenting book, I feel this surge of energy come through me. I can't explain it. I love you so much it hurts. And I don't ever want to be without you. I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here." Blair smiled and looked at her feet at the Vampire Diaries reference. Serena smiled too, laughing to herself.
"And I can remember being at my dad's wedding giving the best man's speech. I didn't give the speech I had planned. I was inspired in the moment. And to be honest, half of what I am saying I didn't write on this piece of paper." He could hear various laughs from the audience.
"Once again, I am inspired in the moment by you, Blair Waldorf. I can recall saying during that speech that I hope to find someone who can forgive me like Lily did to my father one day. And I remember looking you in the eye the whole time because I knew you were going to be the one. I've always known." Blair felt a tear fall down her face.
"You've given me so many chances I don't deserve. And I am so thankful for your forgiveness. I vow to love you for the rest of my life, no matter how many challenges we face. I promise to take care of you and our girls with the best care. I am thankful for every moment I spend with you. I think I am the happiest man on earth right now. I am so happy you are becoming my wife. I don't think there are enough words in the world to describe it what I am feeling in this moment. Actually, there is one word. Butterflies." Blair wiped a tear away from her face and smiled, trying to keep her composure. He crumbled the piece of paper and handed it to Nate. Serena handed Blair her vows.
"Well…" Blair crackled, pushing her hair out of her face. "I really can't compete with that." Chuck smirked, taking her hand.
"When you asked me if I wanted to get married today last night, I was completely baffled. Tub of Strawberry Ben & Jerrys in hand and the Vampire Diaries in the background, my whole world seemed to stop. It only took me a few, short moments to say yes." Blair crackled, fighting back tears. She let out a small laugh.
"You know it's moments like those that make you wonder if you are truly insane. I mean, planning a wedding in one day is something I never ever thought I'd do. And dancing on a burlesque stage to "Stripper" in Chuck Bass' club was something that never crossed my mind." Chuck laughed, squeezing her hand.
"But it is also those moments that make you realize something. If life isn't crazy, then something isn't right. It's the crazy moments in life that make us realize how happy we truly are. Chuck, you make me crazier every day. I've sung on top of bars to "Stand by Your Man", snuck it bar mitzvahs, spied on Serena's boyfriends. All with you." She looked up at him and smiled.
"We've been through some rough times. Losing our first child was very painful. I thought I never would have made it through with it. But I did. With you by my side. Through my depression, morning sickness, hormones, cravings, and dark days, you have always been there for me. That's why I am certain this is where I should be right now, no matter how crazy it may seem. Because I know this is where I belong. With you." She finished, cracking on the last two words. She saw Chuck was teary eyed too, which made her cry even harder. She laughed through her tears and smiled.
"Do you, Charles Bartholomew Bass, take Blair Cornelia Waldorf to be your wife,
in sickness and in health,
in joy and in sorrow, as well as
through the good times and the bad.
To love her without reservation,
honour and respect her,
provide for her needs as best as you can,
protect her from harm,
comfort her in times of distress,
grow with her in mind and spirit,
always be open and honest with her,
and cherish her for as long as you both shall live?"
"I do." He murmured, squeezing her hands.
"Do you, Blair Cornelia Waldorf, take Charles Bartholomew Bass as your husband,
in sickness and in health,
in joy and in sorrow, as well as
through the good times and the bad.
To love him without reservation,
honour and respect him,
provide for him needs as best as you can,
protect him from harm,
comfort him in times of distress,
grow with him in mind and spirit,
always be open and honest with him,
and cherish him for as long as you both shall live?"
Blair froze and stared into his eyes deeply.
"I do."
Nate handed Chuck her ring and Serena handed Blair Chuck's ring. Blair slowly slid the golden band onto Chuck's hand, her tears wetting it. Chuck took her hand and squeezed it hard before sliding the wedding band on her finger. It was beautiful. The diamond glistened in the candle light as the words she had been waiting for the whole night came.
"By the state of New York, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Chuck smiled widely and brought Blair into a warm embrace, kissing her passionately. Everyone stood up and cheered, and the couple felt flowers petals being sprinkled on top of them. They looked over and Serena and Nate where throwing the petals, laughing. They looked back at each other and continued to kiss, the clapping dimming. All they could see and hear was each other in that moment. Blair slowly pulled away, her breathing hitched.
"Chuck?" Blair breathed.
"Yes my love?" Chuck asked, smiling.
"My water just broke."
OOHHH yes. CLIFFHANGERS =D Oh I love them so ;) I hope you enjoyed this extra long chapter! I know it was sort of choppy, but it was originally parts of other chapters. I was going to make this two separate chapters, but Agustina told me not to as she tried to get spoilers out of me :P So please leave a review letting me know what you thought. A few people requested a private ceremony, so here you go. You guys really made me fall in love with the idea, so I went for it. Thanks for your feedback as it really helped. I did not realize how many people read this fic until I looked at the statistics. I actually never even knew that feature existed until I read a twitter post about it. So yeah, thanks to all of the people that read this, but please REVIEW! IT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME! And it helps me write story lines, which I sometimes struggle for. And I love feedback, good or bad.
Next chapter shall be good. Tehee. Here come the baby basses!
XOXO, Becca
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