Chapter 2.
Chuck couldn't believe that Serena lived in Brooklyn with Dan. After they dropped the two off he knew that back in his real life Serena wouldn't be caught dead in Brooklyn. He was debating about what was scarier. Was it his life without Blair where no one was that happy or the life where everyone got along?
"Daddy, can I stay the night with Grandpa Bart and Grandma Lilly after the party?" Charlotte asked.
"Not tonight but maybe next weekend, okay?" Chuck told her but she stuck out her bottom lip and pouted. He had a feeling that he was about to give in any moment. That was until Blair laid her hand on his shoulder.
"Honey, you heard daddy. You can stay next weekend," Blair said and Chuck was thankful.
Chuck looked around his limo and just stared in aw at his family. Charlotte had her nose pressed against the widow, Blair was holding a sleeping Lissy, his mind still couldn't wrap around how he got here. He knew nothing of this past and it was driving him crazy. He didn't deserve any of this.
"Blair, do you remember that summer and our plans for Tuscany?" He aske he needed to know how far back things had changed.
"That was an amazing summer," she told him was a far away look in his eyes. "That was when you first told me you loved me."
There was no way that he could have told her that so soon. He had gone with her he didn't ditch her. Everything was different there was no Lord Marcus or Amelia and obviously she had continued to be at the top in their social circles at school. He had to play this carefully; he had to make sure not to bring anything up from his past.
"Mommy, were home," Charlotte said bouncing out of her seat. Once the limo stopped, she flung open the door and took off running. Chuck looked at the building and noted that it was the same building that Blair lived in when they went to school.
"Oh my god," he thought "we live by her mom."
"Chuck, we better get in there before Henry has another fit," Blair said quickly getting out limo. Lissy followed slowly after her and something told Chuck to keep an eye on her.
Picking her up, he climbed out of the vehicle and quickly caught up with Blair. As they entered the building, he saw his daughter being held by the back of her shirt by a man he figured was Henry. Charlotte did not look happy one bit. She was huffing and swinging her little arms trying to get away from him.
"Mr. Bass, once again could you please keep your daughter from causing havoc in my lobby?" Henry asked stiffly.
"Of course, we'll keep an eye on her," Chuck promised and Charlotte ran over to him when she was let go. He held back a smirk when she stuck her tongue out at the older man. He thought it was funny that it was the worst thing she could think of at her age.
"That's exactly what you said last time," Henry said, turning and walked away.
Charlotte took his hand and led him to the elevator. In his ear he heard Lissy whimper, turning his head to look at her, she didn't look like her happy self from this morning. Blair stood next to him and hit the button to their floor.
"Blair, I think she's sick," Chuck said. Blair looked at her daughter and took her from him.
"I don't think she'll be going to the party tonight," Blair commented. "You'll have to stay home with Dorota."
"I wanna go," she said and started to cry. "I see Grandpa."
The door dinged and Charlotte took off running into the apartment and up the stairs. Chuck was quite impressed at what he saw. It looked much like Blair's old apartment but much bigger. Looking to his right he saw Dorota come to them and welcome them back home.
"Dorota, could you put Lissy to bed. She's feeling a bit warm," Blair said and looked to Chuck. "We'll see how she feels later."
When they were alone Blair hugged and him kissed him passionately. She smiled coyly as she pulled away and led him up the stairs.
"I have your present up here," she said
Chucks thought ran wild. Oh, he could imagine what she had in mind but they quickly disappeared when she didn't lead them to their bedroom. Going to a small table in the hallway, she pulled a box out of a drawer. Chuck took the box and opened it; he was surprised to see a Girard-Perregaux watch inside.
"You said that you had to get another one after Lissy had that little accident with your other one. Turn it over," she instructed.
He looked at the small engraving on the back of the watch. He ran his finger across the names Charlotte Misty Bass and Elisabeth Lilly Bass. He felt a pull at his heart; they gave a part of his mom to Charlotte.
"Blair, I don't know what to say," he told her honestly. He knew that he was talking more about his daughters name than the watch.
"You don't have to say anything. Come on, we have a lot to do before your fathers party tonight," Blair told him and he groaned. "I thought that you and your father were getting along."
"We are," Chuck said. "I'm just a little tired."
Blair shrugged her shoulders and disappeared into a room. His father, could his father have changed since the kids were born. Although, it couldn't be too bad since Charlotte and Lissy both seem to love him.
A few hours later, they found themselves outside his father's house. Looking down at Lissy, he knew that he had a good excuse to leave at anytime. She wasn't looking much better and he knew that they would be able to tell. Holding his breath, he walked inside the home and was immediately greeted by Lilly.
"Happy birthday, Charles," Lilly said giving his a quick kiss on the cheek. "I hope that you were able to relax on your vacation."
"It was very relaxing thank you Lilly," Chuck told her.
"Blair, looking lovely as always," Lilly commented pulling her into a hug.
"As do you Lilly. Everything here looks amazing," Blair complemented her.
Charlotte ran over to Lilly and practically knocked her over. Chuck grimaced as he watch Lilly stumble back a little only to let a small laugh. Charlotte looked up at her guiltily and started to blush but Lilly hugged her and signaling that it was okay.
"Grandma Lilly can I stay the night next weekend?" Charlotte asked, her hands clasped together under her chin. "Please, please."
"Of course you can Charlotte. You know how much your grandpa and I love having you around." Lilly said to the little girl and Charlotte beamed up at her. "What's wrong with Lissy?" She asked bending down some to look at the three year old.
"She's just a bit under the weather," Chuck told her.
"Daddy, can I go play?" Charlotte asked and when Chuck nodded his head yes she was about to take off running but he got a hold of her before she could.
"Me go too," Lissy said going over to her sister.
"Charlotte, no running around and keep Lissy with you," Chuck said and Charlotte agreed. Chuck watched the two girls go off thinking after a second maybe it wasn't a good idea to let them go off on their own. He figured if Blair didn't say anything then it was safe.
Blair took his hand and started to lead him around the house saying their hellos to everyone that he didn't even know. He assumed that he probably worked with most of them or maybe went to college with them. He didn't recognize any of them from St. Judes. For about a half an hour he had kept pleasant conversations with people he didn't care about.
"Oh, there's your father. Go talk to him and I'm going to talk with Serena.." With that Blair gave him a kiss and went to Serena. He mentally cursed her for sending him to his father alone.
As Chuck walked over to his father, who was talking with some men his father looked over at him and dismissed the men. Chuck cautiously stood in front of him but he noticed that his father didn't seem as stiff as he used to be.
"Were you able to look over the remodel of the hotel?" Bart asked. Yes, Chuck thought, this was still his father.
"No, I haven't. You know how Blair is vacation is family time," Chuck explained and Bart nodded.
"Your wife can be quite scary when she wants to be," Bart agreed. "She and the girls have been good for you. You stopped your drinking and your late nights out are over. I'm proud of you son."
Chuck couldn't think…his father was proud of him. There was no way that his father would ever come out and say that to him. Maybe this party wasn't going to be so bad. However, when he turned around and saw Dan approach him he knew he spoke too soon.
"Chuck, I know out of all nights you would want this one to be drama free but," Dan said with a pause and pointed off. "Nate is here."
When Chuck spotted him, he was going to take this chance to find out what happened. What had gone so wrong that he had to attack Nate twice? Chuck unconsciously checked his bow tie and made his way to Nate.
"Has Blair seen him?" Chuck asked Dan who was following right behind him.
"No, I don't think so," Dan responded.
"Nathaniel," Chuck said staring at him. "What brings you here? Are you trying to cause trouble again?"
"Um, I just thought that maybe we could talk. Chuck, it's been like seven years. I just want you to forgive me for what I did." Nate rambled on. "I didn't mean it and you now that."
"You didn't mean it," Serena said coming up next to them. "Nate, you tried to convince Blair not to marry Chuck during their engagement party and then you threw yourself on her."
Chuck should have known that they weren't talking because of Blair. This however, this is something he didn't think that Nate would do. He was mad…he was more than mad. After everything all three of them had gone through the first time around Nate had to screw up.
"You're right," Nate admitted. "Blair should have ended up with me. I'm sorry man but it should always be Blair and me. I just saw it too late."
Chuck clenched his fist tightly. Pulling back, he hit Nate square in the nose. Admitting to himself it was something he wanted to do since he found out they slept together all those years ago. Nate just looked at him holding his bloody nose.
"Someone get him out of here before Blair sees him," Chuck said and with that, he ignored everyone that was staring at him and went in search for his wife. Smirking to himself, he hadn't felt this good in a long time. Stopping in his tracks, he saw Blair dancing with some teenage kid. Oh how he could break that kid in a second. Chuck walked up to them and cleared his throat.
"May I have my wife?" He asked the boy and the kid nodded and let go of Blair.
"Of course Mr. Bass," he said and practically ran away. He still and it and obviously so did Blair.
Chuck grabbed her hand and pulled her close to him. Just staring at her, he wasn't going to let any moment pass him by again when it came to her. Even though he hated to dance, he pretended that no one was looking at them or whispering about what had just happened with his former best friend. Blair either didn't hear them or she just didn't care. Either way, he was just going to enjoy being here with her.
"So, you leaving me for a young teenager, Mrs. Bass?" He asked jokingly.
"I don't think he could handle me," she said knowingly.
As one song ended another one played. He counted possibly four songs by the time he leaned in an captured her lips. Blair pulled away first and laid her head on his shoulder. Chuck closed his eyes and just took in the scent of her. His contentment was halted when he opened his eyes and noticed a young boy running toward them.
"Uncle Chuck, Aunt Blair, Lissy threw up all over herself," he said and pulled on their arms. "Mom and dad are with her."
Blair looked at him worriedly. Chuck took her hand and they followed behind his 'nephew'. When they arrived at the staircase Dan and Serena were wiping Lissy's dress and face. Chuck was shoved by Blair so she could get to her daughter that was crying for her.
"What happened?" Chuck asked.
"It was awesome, Uncle Chuck," an older boy said. "She was just sitting there then she just threw up all over herself."
"Tyler Humphrey," Serena scolded. "Do not make fun of your cousin."
"Are we going home now," Charlotte asked standing as far away as she could from her sister.
"It looks like it," Chuck said and picked Lissy up. As she pressed herself against him, he was sure to smell of vomit afterwards. Charlotte grabbed his free hand and Blair made apologies for have to leave so soon.
"Charles, are you leaving ?" Bart asked, picking up Charlotte as he met them by the front door. Charlotte held onto him and looked around the room disinterested.
"Lissy is sick we must get her home," Chuck answered.
"We very much enjoyed the party," Blair piped in. "We would have loved to stay longer but it would be best to get them both in bed."
"Of course," Bart said setting Charlotte down. She took a hold of Chucks hand again and waved at Bart. "As for you, I'll have all your Disney movies ready for when you stay next weekend." Charlotte scream in happiness and everyone in the house grew quiet and looked at them.
"Come on," Blair said softly. Charlotte waved again and skipped out of the house.
"So, how was your birthday?" Blair asked as all four of them waited as the limo pulled around to pick them up.
"Eventful," he told her honestly. "I'll never have another one like it."
A/N: I have two different endings and I'm going to post them both. I just couldn't make up my mind.