Hey there, my beautiful readers!

I know it took me ages to post this one and I'm sorry, but I have an excuse - this chapter is unique for two reasons - firstly, this chapter is enormously long, it could have been three short chaps; secondly, this is the last chapter of this story. There will be an epilogue, but as a chapetr this is oficially the last piece. While I was writing this I grew really attached to the plot and possible storylines so I don't feel like quitting this topic yet - I will start posting a sequel soon and I'll post a link to it here too so that you all know. But this story has come to an end which I had planned in my head when I was writting the very first chapter.
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trosev, thank you so much, I'm very glad you like my story! Enjoy this new piece!
pty, thank you very much for reviewng and answering my questions! I couldn't find Chuck's birthday anywhere and since I'm planning to write something about it the date seemed essential. Thank you very much! As you might have read above I decided to wrap this story up and write a sequel later so I hope you won't have to deal with an unfinished fic this time! Enjoy the chapter!

"Chuck, I'm not a time bomb!" exclaimed Blair with annoyance, turning on her side and adjusting the comforter. "It's been 9 hours and nothing has happened yet. You can just go and do whatever you need!"
"But, Blair, remember what the doctor said? It can now start any minute!" argued Chuck, taking a seat on their bed. "I'm not going anywhere" he stated.
"Bass, that's the point! It can start any minute! Right now or in two weeks!" she slammed angrily, sitting up. "And even if it starts right now we still have loads of time before we need to go! So just go to your meeting, please!"
"Baby, are you sure you'll be alright?" he asked hesitantly.
"Yes, Chuck! I'll get myself some more sleep and then I'll call Serena and, don't worry, we'll find a way to amuse ourselves!" she said acidly, collapsing back on the pillows.
"Promise you'll call me if anything happens" he pleaded, trying to reach her arm.
"I will" she promised coldly.
"I'll be back very soon" he said firmly, raising to his feet.
"Fine by me" she snapped. She used to like when Chuck was protective, but his overprotectiveness was getting on her nerves sometimes. She heard the front door's bang and shut her eyes closed, trying to relax and fall back asleep. Right when she was already dozing off, she felt a slight spasm in her abdomen, but was too sleepy to pay any attention.

The first thing Chuck heard when he came back four hours later was a moan. A quite, but a very distinctive one. With a nasty feeling he rushed into the living room to find Blair curled up on the sofa, her hands around her stomach.
"Blair, what..?" he hurried to her side and kneeled down.
"Finally" she panted, releasing her grip and trying to sit up slowly.
"What's wrong, baby?" he asked in a concerned voice, helping her up.
"Nothing, Chuck" she was still out of breath, inhaling and exhaling sharply. And than, before Chuck could say anything, she suddenly broke into a storm of crying, her hands over her face.
"Blair, it's alright, Blair, I'm here, baby.." Chuck tried to comfort her, patting her back gently, waiting for her to calm down.
"I know" she gulped. "I was just so scared.." she moaned into his shoulder, shaking with sobs.
"Scared of what, Blair?" he asked worriedly, holding her tight.
"Dunno, hormones" she answered shakily, mopping her eyes frantically.
"Don't be silly, Blair" he plastered a fake smile on his face. "It was a contraction, right?" he asked more serious now, looking straight into her eyes.
"Yeah" she nodded, looking away from him.
"Why didn't you call me?" he asked severely, moving back slightly.
"I knew you would come eventually, I didn't want to interrupt your business. Sorry." she explained, bitting her lower lip nervously. She was expecting Chuck to be furious, yet he remained calm.
"I'm not mad, baby" he reassured her softly, the image of her sobbing too clear in his brain. "When did it start?" he asked in the same soft voice.
"The second the front door closed behind you. You were right after all" she chuckled, back to her normal self at last.
"And so, have you called the doctor and everyone?" he continued to question her anxiously.
"Yeah, I did" she replied. "Serena has classes right now, we decided she would come straight to the hospital" she said, finally daring to look at Chuck. His gaze was soft and, even though very concerned, somehow reassuring.
"And when are we going to the hospital?" he looked all over her, as if trying to guess how far into the labour she was.
"Well, I now have contractions every 8 minutes or so, and the last for something like 30 seconds, and we're supposed to go once they're every 5 minutes and much more intense" she said slowly, dreading to think how she would feel by that time.
"So, we have like a couple of hours, huh?" he seemed relieved now, realizing they had some time left.
"Right" she nodded. "Now, Bass, I'm hungry" she announced, trying to get up, fighting his strong arm that was not letting her. "Chuck!" she exclaimed angrily.
"I'll get it for you, whatever you want" he said firmly. "You'll need this energy later today" he got up and headed towards the kitchen.
"Bring me some Baskin Robbins' "Almond Fudge" ice cream" she ordered, smiling happily. She had obviously underestimated Chuck's ability to make thing better when she was deciding whether to call him or not.
"So, what do you want to do?" he smiled back at her, reentering the living room with a bowl of ice cream.
"I want you here! Now!" her voice jumped several tones higher at the last word and, as Chuck reached her, she gripped his shoulder with a moan.
"Ouch, God" she panted. "Help!" she cried desperately, clenching his shoulder tighter.
"Breathe, Blair!" Chuck ordered, tossing his panic aside, struggling to remember their prenatal classes. "Inhale deeply" he commanded in a strong voice. "Now exhale and it'll be over" he promised and, to both his surprise and relief, Blair's grip on him relaxed instantly and she collapsed back on the sofa.
"Gosh, that's unfair! It came in only 7 minutes!" she was breathing heavily.
"Blair, the faster they progress the sooner it'll be over" Chuck tried to comfort her, massaging his shoulder.
"I know, but still!" she reached for the pen on the table to wright the contraction down.
"Do you still want your ice cream?" Chuck decided to change the subject.
"Please" smiled Blair, opening her mouth for a spoon full of her favorite "Almond Fudge". "And then we can watch some Audrey!"

"Shut it down, Chuck!" cried Blair in frustration. "I can't stand missing the best of Audrey's scenes just because of some stupid labour!" she was furious when one of the contractions interrupted her favorite moment of the "Roman Holiday".
"Fine" nodded Chuck, turning off the TV. "How are you, baby?" he asked her gently, stroking her cheek.
"Perfect!" she snapped. "And I need the damn bathroom again!" she groaned.
"I'll carry you" he suggested immediately.
"No, Bass, I want to walk!" she argued, getting to her feet.
"Okay, just let me help you" he decided not to fight her and wrapped his arm around waistline securely.
"Let's go" she agreed, heading towards the said bathroom.

They were walking back to the living room when she suddenly squeezed his hand.
"Bad idea, bad idea, bad idea" she muttered under her breath as the contraction was reaching it's peak.
"Don't!" she cried as Chuck tried to lift her up. The rest of her speech was a single loud moan.
"Breathe baby, breathe!" he tried to help her.
"I know what to do, Bass!" she snapped angrily as the contraction was over. "By the way, it was easier like that" she noted thoughtfully.
"Really? Well, than we can walk around" Chuck was happy that Blair found a more comfortable position because, even though he knew it was natural, seeing her in such a pain wasn't too pleasant.
"Great. Let's go check the nursery" she suggested with a chuckle. "I think we have about half an hour before they actually start to come every five minutes"

"I'm done, Chuck! Call S and let's go!" announced Blair fifteen minutes later.
"I can call her while we're en route" suggested Chuck. "I'll go get the bag" he added, leaving Blair on the sofa.
"Be quick!" she ordered.
"Here I am. Shall I call Eleanor and Cyrus too?" he asked in a suggestive voice as they walked to the elevator and started descending.
"No way, Bass! I don't want her with all of her negative energy there. Once Will is born we'll call her" she said firmly.
"Oh, f..shit!" she cried as she felt another contraction coming.
"Watch your mouth, Waldorf!" he chuckled, adjusting his posture to support her.
"Ouch" he muttered under his breath as Blair gripped his already severely bruised shoulder.
"Ouch? That was painful, right?" she yelled furiously, so angry that she could actually talk despite the pain. "Ickle little Chuckie is hurt, oh poor baby!" she shouted in mock sympathy. "Why doesn't he push a brevno out of him, that must be way easier!" she snapped acidly.
"Blair, I'm sorry, I didn't mean, you're just, well, quite strong.." he tried to defend himself.
"Quite strong?" she interrupted him. "Oh yeah, strong enough to carry your child around for nine month and than give birth to him! You know what, I don't need your help!" she spitted out, nearly running towards the limo.
"I don't want you helping me!" she yelled as he opened the door for her.
"And I don't care" he stated seriously. "Because I love you, Blair" he closed the door behind himself, taking a sit as close to Blair as possible, wrapping his arm around her shoulder protectively.
"Do you mean that in the face of true love you don't just give up, even if the object of your affection is begging you too?" asked Blair with a smirk, her anger suddenly gone.
"I'm glad you learned it by heart, because it's so true!" he leaned to kiss her softly.

"Chuck, Blair!" Serena exclaimed as she saw her best friend with her fiancée at the and of a hospital hallway. She, accompanied by Nate, who had immediately gone to the cafeteria, had arrived at the hospital 10 minutes earlier than the parents-to-be, had already inspected the ward and was waiting for the happy couple to show up.
"B, how are you?" she smiled, wrapping her arms around Blair in a tight hug.
"I'm fine, S" smiled Blair back.
"Hey, sister" smirked Chuck as Serena let Blair go.
"Same to you, Bass. Let's go, they got you a really beautiful ward!" Serena sprinted to open the door.
"I'd say I got us an amazing ward" murmured Chuck into Blair's ear as the went past Serena.
"Wow" breathed out Blair as she saw the ward, beautifully designed in purple, with an Audrey Hepburn poster on the right of a seemingly very comfortable bed with a bedside table and several chairs and armchairs around. In front of the bed was a huge TV screen with "My Fair Lady"'s screensaver. On the left of the bed was a door with a sign "The damn bathroom". The windowsills were decorated with different flowers. A heavy curtain separated the early labor space from the actual birth giving one, with all sorts of medical equipment and a special bed.
"I though that our baby ought to be born in a fashionable place" whispered Chuck, kissing her neck softly.
"Wonderful, Chuck, it's.." Blair was interrupted by quite a strong contraction and didn't have any breath spare for talking left.

"Miss Waldorf, you're now 8 centimeters dilated so it's about time for us to move to the actual birth giving ward" a pretty nurse smiled to sweaty and exhausted Blair two hours later.
"As far as I understand, Miss Vanderwoodsen is the only one to accompany you" the nurse asked hesitantly.
"Yes, that's true" nodded Chuck, unable to get his gaze off Blair.
"Than I'd suggest that and wait in the hallway or the waiting room and I'll invite them when it's over" the nurse smiled politely.
"Okay" nodded Chuck again. "Baby, are you sure you want me to go?" he leaned so close that their lips were separated by mere centimeters.
"Yes, Chuck, I'll be alright" she whispered barely audibly, trying to spare her strength.
"I love you, both of you" he planted a quick kiss on her lips and, before she started moaning in a contraction again, quitted the ward, tailed by Nate.

Chuck and Nate decided to stay in the hallway to be as close to Blair as possible. Chuck was pacing around nervously and Nate was struggling to read a very boring magazine. The atmosphere was too tense for any of them to start talking.
"Nathaniel, could you go and buy some flowers for me?" asked Chuck out of blue.
"Yeah, sure" nodded Nate, assuming that Chuck was asking him so that he wouldn't have to go to far away from Blair.
"Roses, right?" he asked, raising to his feet.
"No, Nathaniel, rose peonies. As much as they will sell you" corrected Chuck, handling Nate his plastic card.
"Okay" half-smiled Nate.
That very second they heard a scream. An awfully loud, very distinctive scream which obviously belonged to Blair. Chuck's stomach turned over. It was the most terrifying sound he had ever heard. It was much, much worse than Blair yelling or crying. He could hear horrible pain in her cracked voice. There was a small pause and then they heard the second scream. It was even louder and that time the word Blair was screaming was audible. "CHUCK!" she cried on top of her lungs.
"Wait for me here" Chuck spitted out and rushed to the ward's door.
He blew it open, moved the curtain away and saw Blair.
"CHUCK!" she cried, clenching her fists, tears spilling from her eyes.
"Blair, I'm here, baby, I'm here" he was by her side, grabbing her hand and squeezing it hardly.
"I CAN'T DO IT ANY MORE!" she sobbed, gripping his hand.
"You can, Blair!" he argued firmly.
"Pushing?" he mouthed to Serena who was on Blair's other side. She nodded and he went on.
"It'll be over in ten minutes, I promise. Just ten more minutes and we'll see our son" smiled Chuck warmly.
"I can't Chuck, I'm tired and it hurts" she protested wearily(?). "Do it for me, please?" she pleaded, meeting his gaze.
"I can't, beautiful" he sighed. "But you can" he said in his strongest voice.
"Blair, you need to push as I say 'three', okay?" the midwife interrupted their conversation.
"Okay" she said weakly.
"You are strong, strong and beautiful. Give us a nice good push!" Chuck was encouraging her.
"Be quite for a second, daddy!" the midwife was clearly annoyed by the new man in the ward. "Now, Blair, one, two, three! PUSH!" she ordered.
"ARGH, CHUCK, I - CAN'T!" screamed Blair, turning tomato red, sweat and tears mixing on her wet face.
"PUSH! YOU CAN, BABY!" yelled both Chuck and Serena.
"I'll count to twenty and then it's over" said Serena firmly. "One, two, three, PUSH!, five, six, GOOD!, eight, nine, ten, GO!, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, YOUCAN, sixteen, seventeen, THREE, LAST, SECONDS!"
"The head'sout, I can see it!" the midwife announced as Blair was trying to catch her breath.
"I. Don't. Feel. Anything" panted Blair hesitantly, unable to believe that the hell around her was going to end soon.
"Come, daddy, take a look!" the midwife suggested with an inviting gesture.
"No way you look down there, Bass!" gasped Blair immediately.
"As if I haven't seen it already" he smirked, but stayed still.
"Oh, shut up, you Basstard!" she half-smirked back.
"Now, you can end this in one single push if you try hard enough!" the midwife said crossly. "Please, one, two, three!"
"Push, baby, go, you can!" Chuck was struggling to out-voice Blair's screams.
"You did it, Blair!" cried Serena suddenly, interrupting Chuck's encouraging babbling. Blair gasped in a mix of shock, happiness and relief as she felt the pain fading away and all the three heads turned to the midwife.
"Here he comes, your baby boy!" she smiled cheerfully to Chuck and Blair who watched the tine crying figure in her arms in astonishment.
"So, does daddy want to cut the navel cord?" she went on, looking at Chuck.
"Em..well.." he was visibly taken aback by the perspective.
"I can do it, Chuck?" suggested Serena eagerly, noticing his confusion.
"Yeah, go for it!" he nodded quickly, turning back to Blair. Her eyes were shut closed, tears running down her cheeks slowly.
"How are you, baby?" he asked tenderly, leaning forward so that Blair didn't have to talk loudly.
"Exhausted" she confessed in a whisper.
"You are amazing, Blair, beautiful" he said quietly, stroking her arm gently.
"Don't lie, Chuck, I look like a mess" she disagreed, running her hand through her wet with sweat hair.
"It doesn't mean you aren't beautiful. The woman who has just given birth to my child is no less than drop-dead gorgeous" he smiled at her widely. She giggled lightly in response.
"Daddy, wanna take a look at your boy?" the midwife was by his side, a small svertok in her hands.
"Yeah" he breathed out.
"We'll give you a private moment, and the doctor will be here soon to check on Miss Waldorf" the midwife smiled and, after handling Chuck the svertok, disappeared; so did Serena.
"He has your eyes, Blair" managed dazzled Chuck in what felt like an hour.
"Shh, handsome" he cooed, rocking the tiny svertok gently, as the baby went on crying. "Mommy's here, daddy's here, they love you.." he smiled with his widest smile possible.
"You want him too, right?" he look up at Blair finally and, as she nodded, he carefully placed the screaming baby in her hands.
"Hello, baby" she whispered, tears still running down her cheeks uncontrollably. "It's been a tough day, hasn't it? But was worthy of this moment" she continued, a look of love an adoration on her face. "William, my son" she couldn't help but utter a small laugh. "Our son" she corrected herself, meeting Chuck's eyes.
"Why are you crying, beautiful?" he asked worriedly.
"Because I'm happy" she answered, not breaking the eye contact.
"I never though I could possibly be this happy" Chuck casted a quick glance at their newborn son and looked straight into Blair's wet eyes again. His own eyes were getting wet too, bit he didn't care.
"Chuck Bass, I love you" she smiled, her eyes shining.
"I love you too" he leaned forward and kissed her.

So, that was it, the last chapter of this story! But I'm not saying goodbye yet, an epiogue is coming soon, so, while I'm writing it, leave a feedback!

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