This is a one shot set about three weeks before Serena's wedding. It's Chuck and Henry's day together. It became much longer than I had planned…4,500 words! I was going to do a major edit but my Twitter pals convinced me not to so you're getting the "Author's cut" as Mary called it. Thanks for all the favorites and reviews for this thread. I appreciate every one of them. Enjoy this fluffy piece. As always none of it belongs to me.

Chuck Bass was completely swamped. He had a major stockholders meeting in three days and he needed everything together and in order for it. Plus he still had to prepare his speech. Then there was the annual Bass Industries young entrepreneurs' luncheon next week and a trip to Germany right after that. On top of all this his sister was marrying none other than Dan Humphrey, in the Bass home no less, in two and half weeks. To say Chuck was stressed was an understatement.

He was midway through looking over the itinerary for the stockholders meeting when his assistant buzzed. He rolled his eyes. He had told her not to disturb him for anything less than an emergency. He had a feeling this was going to be anything but.

He pushed the button. "Yes." He sounded annoyed and he was.

"Mr. Bass I'm sorry to bother you but your wife is on line one. Should I put her through?"

Chuck sighed. "Yes of course."

He saw the button light up and picked it up immediately. "Hello beautiful."

"Hey. You didn't answer your cell." She sounded exhausted.

He glanced around for his phone. "I must have left it in my jacket pocket. Sorry."

"I know you're crazed but I'm sick again. Can you pick up Henry from preschool? I was going to do it but I can't pull myself together. And I don't trust Danielle. She can't even wax the floors properly I certainly don't want her responsible for the wellbeing of our only child."

Chuck sighed rubbing a hand over his face. They're home had become flu central. Dorota had been home caring for her children who'd been ill all last week and then caught it herself. The nanny came down with it yesterday and Blair had been battling it for the past couple of weeks. The only ones who were immune were Henry and himself.

"Of course I'll get him. What time is he out?"

"Twelve o'clock sharp."

He glanced at his watch it was eleven thirty. "Alright I better leave now. I'm thinking maybe I'll keep him out of the house for the afternoon. That way you can rest and not have to worry about Danielle or one of the other housekeepers having to watch him. He can go to lunch with Nate and me."

She sighed. "You're the best husband and daddy ever."

"I'm Chuck Bass which means nothing but the best."

She laughed softly. "Don't you think that line is getting a bit played out?"

"Never. Go get some rest."

"I'm going to lay down now. I feel awful."

"I love you." He stood up pushing his leather chair back.

"I love you too. Give Henry a kiss and hug from me."

"I will and we'll be home around five."

They said their goodbyes and Chuck hung up. He used the bathroom quickly and grabbed his suit jacket out of his closet slipping it on. He patted the outside pocket and felt his cellphone there. He pulled it out calling Arthur and telling him to pull the car around.

He told his assistant to clear the rest of his day and to forward only the most important emails and calls to his cell.

He was worried about Blair. She had been running herself ragged between this flu, the spring line, trips back and forth to Paris and now Serena's wedding she was completely worn out. He decided to plan a long weekend away just the two of them. He also planned on insisting she say no more often. She always took on too much.

He exited the building and slid into the waiting limo. He informed Arthur that they were headed to Henry's preschool. Arthur raised his eyebrows at his employer.

Chuck wrinkled his brow. "What? Can't I pick up my son?"

Arthur nodded. "Of course sir."

He shut the door as Chuck pulled out his phone and hit the number four on his speed dial. Nate answered as the limo pulled from the curb.

"Hello Nathaniel."

"Chuck, you're canceling on me. Aren't you?"

He could hear Nate's sigh of exasperation on the other end. "No I'm not. I was just calling to tell you to inform your assistant that it'll actually be three for lunch instead of two."

"Is Blair coming?"

"No I'm bringing Henry."

Nate hesitated a moment. "Henry? As in my charming and adorable godson?"

"Yes. I'm just on my way now to pick him up from school."

Nate chuckled. "You're picking Henry up from school?"

"Yes. Why is everyone acting like a father picking his son up from school is some foreign concept?" He sighed.

"It's just that Henry has been going to school for two months now and you've never picked him up. Chuck Bass picking up his three year old from preschool. God I wish I were there to get a picture of that moment." He started to laugh. "It would be a great run for our About Town section."

"Very funny Archibald. Just take care of the reservations."

"We should probably pick a more kid friendly place if Henry's coming."

"Why? Café Boulud is completely fine. He's a Bass they should be honored he's gracing them with his presence. Tell your assistant to request the booth in the corner. It'll make it easier to contain him. I'll see you in twenty minutes."

He hung up just as the limo stopped in front of the school. Arthur came around and opened the door for him.

Chuck stepped out buttoning his jacket. He looked up at the seven story brownstone that was the Episcopal School of New York. From the minute they found out Blair was pregnant the Basses had been on the list for this particular school. Blair insisted that there was no other school good enough for her son.

He ran a hand through his hair straightening it. He noticed the group of mothers dressed to the nines out front gossiping as well as a fair amount of nannies. Glancing towards the women he now understood why Blair was always so concerned about her appearance when going to get Henry. These women looked like they just got off the plane direct from Paris fashion week. Not that they were any competition for his gorgeous and always perfectly dressed wife.

He decided to head inside. He was curious to see what ten thousand dollars for three mornings a week bought him. He had never toured the school leaving that to Blair and their interview had been conducted in Chuck's office at Bass Industries. The school was all too willing to oblige the Basses. Rumor had it when Harvey Weinstein had found out he had been furious since the headmistress had insisted on doing his and Georgina Chapman's interview at the school.

Chuck sauntered past the group of women smiling and responding to hellos. He heard the whispers as he strode by and smirked.

"Can you believe it? It's the Chuck Bass."

"I was wondering if we were ever going to see him here. He's even more handsome in person."

"Blair Waldorf Bass is so lucky. Can you imagine waking up next to that every morning?"

"I see where Henry gets his good looks."

Even one of the nannies piped up to her friend. "God what I wouldn't do to work for him."

Chuck pulled the door open and stepped into the front hall.

The school secretary was located on the left.

"Good morning sir. May I help you?"

Chuck smiled at her. "Yes. I'm here to pick up my son, Henry Bass."

The woman nodded. "Of course Mr. Bass but our policy is to have the parents wait out front. It's less distracting for the children that way."

Immediately the headmistress stepped out of her office having overheard the conversation between her secretary and Chuck.

She approached him. "That's alright Lorraine." She held her hand out to Chuck. "Mr. Bass it's a pleasure to see you again."

Chuck shook her hand and quickly searched his memory for her name. It came to him just in time. "Likewise Ms. Ramsey."

"Please call me Judith. Let me escort you upstairs to Henry's classroom." She led the way down the hall. "Where is your delightful wife today?"

Chuck slid his hand into his trouser pocket. "She's not feeling well so I decided to pick Henry up and take him to lunch as a surprise."

Judith beamed at him. "He's a lucky boy." They started up the steps to the second floor. "Please tell Mrs. Bass thank you so much for volunteering to run our winter fundraiser. I know it's in good hands."

Chuck sighed. Another thing on Blair's plate the woman was unbelievable. "I will tell her. Thank you."

They approached the second floor landing and started down the hall. "Henry is a joy to have at the school. He's adjusted well and fits right in. As a matter of fact he's quite popular. Mrs. Durch says everyone wants to play with him. And he's so bright and articulate for his age."

Chuck felt a burst of pride. He and Blair thought Henry was fantastic in every way but it was nice to hear it from someone else. "That's his mother's genes."

Judith gave him a coy smile as they stopped outside of Henry's classroom. "From what I've seen you are quite charming yourself Mr. Bass and I'm sure Henry's picked that up from you."

She knocked once and pulled the door open. The children were all sitting on the rug in front of the room and Beethoven's Fifth Symphony was playing softly. Mrs. Durch was seated on a small chair in front of them holding up a picture of Van Gogh's "The Starry Night" behind her was a picture of another one of his paintings "The Olive Trees".

The children and Mrs. Durch all looked back towards Ms. Ramsey and Chuck as they entered the classroom.

"So sorry to interrupt. Mr. Bass is here to pick up Henry."

Henry was already standing up and stepping over his schoolmates to reach his father. As he broke from the group he rushed to the back.

"Daddy!"

Chuck bent down and scooped up his son. "Hello Henry." He kissed his cheek.

Mrs. Durch told the other children to remain seated as she got up and headed to the back.

She smiled sweetly at Chuck. "It's wonderful to meet you Mr. Bass."

Chuck shifted Henry into his left arm and shook Mrs. Durch's hand. "And you."

"We were just preparing for our trip to the MoMA next week. The children have been studying Van Gogh and we are going to see the paintings in person." She patted Henry's back. "Isn't that right Henry?"

He nodded. "Yes. But no touching."

Mrs. Durch laughed softly. "That's right. We look with our eyes and not our hands."

Chuck smiled indulgently at his son. "You're a good boy."

Henry nodded again and laid his head against his father's shoulder. Chuck patted his back. "We have lunch reservations so if you'll excuse us ladies."

"Of course." Mrs. Durch led him to Henry's cubby and handed his jacket and schoolbag to Chuck. "We'll see you Friday morning Henry."

"Bye, bye." Henry waved as Chuck headed out of the room. Out in the hall he set his son on his feet and put his jacket on him.

"Do you want to have some lunch with Uncle Nate?"

Henry's brown eyes lit up as he started to jump in place. "Unca Nate!" He clapped his hands together.

Chuck who was trying to zip his jacket laughed. "You love your Uncle Nate don't you?"

He took his son's hand and led him down the stairs and out the front doors. Arthur, who had been waiting in the same spot since he let Chuck out, opened the back door for them. Chuck helped Henry inside and noticed Arthur had gotten the car seat out of the trunk and had strapped it in for Chuck.

Chuck lifted him up and buckled him into his seat. Once his son was secure he pulled out his phone to check his messages and emails.

Henry watched his father intently for a minute or two and then said, "No phone daddy."

Chuck glanced at his son whose forehead was furrowed. He nodded. "You're right Hen. This can wait. How about we call Mommy?"

Henry nodded his head vigorously. "I wanna talk to Mommy."

Chuck dialed and handed the phone to his son. Henry held the phone to his ear and listened to it ring with the most serious look on his face. Suddenly he burst into a smile. "Mommy!"

Chuck could hear Blair's hello to their son. Henry listened for a minute nodding his head. "Good. I play with Charlie. Oh and Scarlett." He listened for another minute. "Mommy are you coming to Unca Nate's?"

Chuck watched as his son's face became sad. "I miss you Mommy."

Chuck decided to end the call before Henry became upset. "Alright Henry let Daddy talk to Mommy."

Henry nodded. "Love you Mommy. Bye, bye."

Chuck took the phone from Henry. "Hey how are you feeling?"

"Alright. I had some crackers and ginger ale so we'll see how that goes."

"Maybe take a nap. I love you."

"Love you too." He could hear the smile in her voice. "Tell Nate I said hello."

"I will. Goodbye." He hung up the phone and slid it into his jacket pocket.

Chuck leaned over and kissed his son on the top of the head. "Alright Hen, its boys' day out. You ready for an adventure?"

Henry started to giggle. "A babenture!" He threw his hands into the air.

Chuck ruffled his hair laughing. "That's right."

They spent the ten minute ride to Nate's office chatting about Henry's day and his upcoming trip to the MoMA. Chuck didn't look at his phone at all devoting all his attention to his son.

They entered The Spectator's offices and Henry immediately ran to the back and through Nate's open door. Chuck was close behind but by the time he entered the room Henry was on Nate's lap and looking through the top drawer of his desk for candy.

Chuck laughed and Nate shrugged. "He knows where the goods are."

"No candy right now Hen. We're having lunch."

Nate stood up lifting Henry from the drawer. "After lunch buddy."

Henry reached down trying to get back to the candy. "I want candy now!"

Nate immediately caved and opened the drawer handing him a lollipop. Henry squealed.

Chuck rolled his eyes. "You're a complete push over Nathaniel." Chuck crossed to them taking Henry from Nate and prying the lollipop from Henry's grasp and placing it in his pocket.

"I said after lunch Henry."

Henry stuck his lip out and his brown eyes filled with tears. "Daddy's mean." He crossed his arms in front of himself.

Chuck nodded. "Yes I am."

Nate watched the whole exchange speechless. Chuck looked over his shoulder at his best friend. "Ready to go?"

Nate grabbed his jacket from the back of his chair putting it on. "How do you say no to that face?"

"It's called good parenting Nathaniel. Besides Blair would kill me if she knew I gave him candy before lunch."

Nate laughed. "Ah, fear of Blair Waldorf is what keeps you in line."

"Blair Waldorf Bass thank you very much and I'm not scared of my wife just respectful of her rules."

Nate nodded. "Yeah, okay, you can believe that if you want."

Henry glared at his father. "Mommy's the boss of you."

"Mommy's the boss of everyone so you better straighten up young man."

Nate laughed as they walked out of the office. He never thought he'd see the day that Chuck Bass was completely domesticated but it had arrived. He had to admit it was a good look for him. He had never seemed happier or more content.

They were seated in the corner booth at Café Boulud just as Chuck had requested. The hostess was all over Henry. Chatting to him and bringing him a Shirley Temple.

As she walked away Chuck looked her over. "I think I might've slept with her back in the day."

Nate rolled his eyes. "Wasn't part of your treaty with Blair not to sleep with hostesses from her favorite restaurants? Boulud is her all-time favorite."

Chuck scoffed. "She was hostess at Spice Market then. I figured the Meatpacking District was safe territory. Blair rarely dined below Fortieth Street."

Henry who was listening intently to everything that was being said looked at his father questioningly. "You sleep with Mommy not pretty lady." He scowled at his father.

Nate choked back a laugh and Chuck gave him the evil eye before looking at his son. "Of course I sleep with Mommy. Daddy was just joking with Uncle Nate." He picked up his menu. "What would you like for lunch Hen?" he asked changing the subject.

The rest of their lunch was uneventful. Nate and Chuck discussed his possible run for Mayor and property in Manhattan. Nate felt like The Spectator was growing too big for its current space and he was in the market. Chuck knew every available space in New York City.

Henry was finishing his chocolate cake while Nate and Chuck had an after lunch scotch when chef and owner, Daniel Boulud, approached the table shaking Chuck's hand and then Nate's.

"Monsieur Bass always a pleasure to see you and with the future Mayor, no?"

Chuck smiled and Nate shook his head. "Nothing official yet Chef."

Daniel reached out and ruffled Henry's hair. "How did you like my Brussels sprouts Master Henry?"

Henry smiled and nodded his head. "They were yummy but I like the cake more."

Daniel laughed. "But of course." He turned back to Chuck. "Where is your beautiful wife?"

"At home under the weather."

"I'll send some of my consommé home with you. It will make her feel better."

Chuck shook his hand again. "Thank you she'll appreciate that. Everything was wonderful as always."

Chuck paid the check and they left Nate to get a cab back to work while Chuck and Henry took the limo down to Turnbull and Asser. They had called to say that they had Henry's custom suit and tie in from London for the wedding along with Chuck's shirts that he had ordered.

They entered the shop and Simon, the head bespoke tailor, greeted them.

"Mr. Bass and young Henry." He shook Chuck's hand. He bent over to look at Henry. "I bet someone is here to his suit."

Henry nodded his head shyly and leaned into his father's side. Chuck bent down picking him up and followed Simon upstairs to the bespoke room.

The suit was three pieced and pinstriped, the shirt purple and white striped with a purple paisley bowtie. Henry was staring at himself in the mirror beaming.

"I look like you Daddy."

Chuck smiled at him in the mirror. "Yes you do."

Simon adjusted Henry's sleeve. "I think just an inch more and it'll be perfect. Someone grew since we last measured."

Chuck nodded. "He definitely has."

Henry didn't want to take the suit off. He didn't understand why he couldn't wear it home. After Chuck explained and then bribed him with a stop at FAO Schwarz he finally agreed.

Chuck picked out ten ties, five pocket squares and fifteen ascots in addition to his twenty custom shirts. He arranged to have everything delivered to the house. They thanked Simon and left the shop heading to FAO as promised.

Once inside the huge toy store Henry was truly in his element. He dragged his father from the stuffed animal section, to the Legos and then to the puppet park after which they took the Robot elevator to the second floor where Henry insisted on showing his father the huge Darth Vader display. Chuck secretly cursed Nate for Henry's latest obsession with Star Wars. They then headed back downstairs where Henry played on the floor piano for about ten minutes until Chuck insisted he give other children a turn.

Finally they ended up back at the stuffed animal section where Henry had decided he needed the huge stuffed giraffe. Chuck never one to deny his son a present told the shop girl to ring it up. They left the store with a very happy Henry and an exhausted Chuck.

The last stop of the day was the Empire where Chuck needed to meet with the manager about some timeline issues with the revamp of the Rooftop bar. Arthur drove the seven blocks across the park and up to the hotel. Chuck promised Henry he would only be a few minutes.

Henry however decided he would not be left behind.

Chuck feeling overly indulgent unbuckled his son and brought him inside with him. As they entered the lobby Henry took off towards the front desk.

"Katie!" he shouted as he saw his favorite Empire employee.

Katie looked up from the computer and smiled. "Hello Henry." She nodded at Chuck. "Mr. Bass."

Chuck smiled at his best front desk employee. "Hello Katie. I need to meet with Max upstairs for about ten minutes. Do you mind keeping an eye on him for me?"

She nodded her head coming out from behind the desk and taking Henry's hand. "Absolutely. He can help me check people in."

Henry jumped up and down for a second. "Yippee!"

Chuck gave him a stern look. "Behave, be polite and no running around. I'll be right back."

Twenty minutes later and Chuck finally returned to the front desk where he found his son checking in a guest.

"Here is your key. We hope you enjoy your stay." Henry was trying to be professional.

The couple checking in smiled at Henry. "I'm sure we will it's a beautiful hotel," the man responded.

Henry nodded. "My Daddy owns it. He owns most of New York. He's Chuck Bass."

Chuck interceded. "That's enough Henry." He shook the couple's hands and introduced himself. "Thank you for coming. I'll be sending up a complimentary bottle of champagne and two tickets to see 'Book of Mormon' to apologize for my son's uncouth bragging."

The woman smiled at Chuck. "He's adorable. Thank you so much Mr. Bass."

"Enjoy your stay." The couple walked away and Henry came around the desk. Chuck picked him up. "Thanks Katie and can you handle the champagne and tickets for them."

"Yes sir. Enjoy your night."

Chuck nodded as he walked away with Henry in his arms. "Should we pick up flowers for Mommy on the way home?"

Henry nodded his head vigorously as they exited the hotel and returned to the limo.

They entered the townhouse and found Blair on the couch with a blanket over her lap. Henry immediately ran to her dragging his new stuffed giraffe behind him.

"Mommy I missed you."

Blair wrapped her arms around her son hugging him tightly. She pulled him up to sit next to her on the couch. "And I missed you my little prince. Who is this new friend and where in the world did he come from?"

"His name is Giraffey and Daddy buy him for me from the toy store."

"It's 'bought him for me' darling. Giraffey is a very original name." She looked at her husband and then back at her son. "Where in the world is Giraffey going to sleep. He's so big."

Henry got up and ran to the corner where his toys and easel were. He stood the giraffe next to the chair. "Here's a good spot Mommy."

"It's the perfect spot Hen."

Chuck approached her leaning over to place a kiss on her lips and handed her the bouquet of pale pink peonies they had picked out for her. "How are you feeling?"

"Better. I'm just exhausted." She buried her nose in the flowers and took a deep breath. "They're beautiful. Thank you."

He took the flowers from her setting them on the coffee table. He sat down next to her and pushed a curl behind her ear. She still looked pale. "Maybe you should go to the doctor tomorrow and get checked out."

She nodded. "I've made an appointment." She looked at her son now introducing his giraffe to his other stuffed animals. "He seems to have had a fun day."

Chuck took her hand and absentmindedly began to twist her wedding ring back and forth. "He's the best kid."

She smiled at her husband. Nothing made her happier than seeing Chuck's love for their son. He was an amazing father. She reached up cupping his cheek and then placed a kiss to it.

Chuck looked at her and she kissed him again. "I love you."

He lifted her hand to his lips placing a gentle kiss to the back of it. "I love you too."

They spent the rest of the night having dinner and hanging out with Henry. Finally at nine they had gotten him to bed. He was sound asleep with his arms wrapped tightly around Giraffey. No persuading could convince him to leave him downstairs.

Blair had just exited the bathroom when Chuck entered the master suite. He crossed over to her wrapping his arms around her waist. He kissed her.

When the kiss ended she wrapped her arms around his neck and looked up at him. "I don't have the flu Chuck."

He looked confused. "How do you know that? You haven't even been to the doctor."

She bit her bottom lip coyly. "I don't need to go to the doctor to know it." She took his hands in hers. "I'm pregnant."

She watched as his face shifted from confusion to pure joy. He wrapped his arms around her and lifting her up, he spun her around once. Kissing her he set her back on her feet. "When did you figure it out?"

"This afternoon. I suddenly realized I was late so I came up here to take the test. Both were positive. I was never this sick with Henry that's why I thought it was a stomach virus."

He placed a hand on her nonexistent stomach. "Another baby. You have just made me the happiest man in the world."

She smiled at him and placed her hand over his. "I would love a little girl."

Chuck's eyes met hers. "So would I. She'd have your brown curls and dimples." He leaned forward kissing her deeply.

He slowly led her to their bed and laid her back onto it. They made love slowly. Chuck literally worshipped every inch of her body. He was so in awe of her and her ability to carry life inside of her and not just any life but his. She was perfection personified and he spent the next three hours showing her just that.

They fell asleep entwined in each other's arms completely at peace and completely fulfilled in the knowledge of their ever expanding family.