I wanted to have Dorota to call them by their first names because when I tried to write it as Mr. and Mrs. Bass it was distracting. Of course, if it were someone other than Dorota I would have then wrote as Mr. And Mrs. Bass.

Ending 1

Lissy was still whimpering against Chuck as they walked into their home. As he tried to place her on the ground, she wrapped her arms around his neck tighter. Chuck took the hint and kept her in his arms.

"You are back early," Dorota commented as she walked over to them. "What is wrong with Miss. Lissy?"

"Oh Dorota, she threw up all over herself at the party," Blair told her. Blair tucked her daughters hair behind her ear. "She feels awfully warm."

"She must have bath then right to bed," Dorota said taking her from Chuck. Before she walked away, Dorota looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Chuck backed up a little as Dorota leaned into him. "You too Mr. Chuck."

Chuck stared at her opened mouth as she took his daughter up the stairs and glared at Blair when he heard her laughing at him. Blair tried to stop her laughing but she was having a hard time. Once, she got a hold of herself she walked over to him but didn't touch him.

"Why don't you go and shower and then come to bed," she whispered suggestively. Blair turned to Charlotte who was half sleeping on the stairs. "Come on Charlotte. Mommy will help you into bed tonight."

"Night daddy," Charlotte said she made a move to go and hug him but she plugged her nose when she reached him. "You smell like throw up."

This of course set Blair off laughing again. Charlotte took off back to Blair and followed her up the stairs. Chuck looked down at his shirt; un tucked it and brought it up to see if he really smelled. Sure enough, he did smell of vomit. He raced up the stairs and into to the bathroom where he tried to shower as fast as he could with Blair's words still ringing in his ears.

Stepping out of the shower, he wrapped a towel around his waist and approached his bedroom. When he opened the door, he saw Blair standing in front of a full-length mirror examining herself in her slip. Chuck walked up to her as quietly as he could and when he slid his arms around her she jumped.

"You look beautiful," he told her kissing her shoulder and running his hands up and down her arms.

"Even after two babies?" She asked him uncertainly.

Chuck turned her away from the mirror and looked her right in the eye before he kissed her. He felt her relax in his arms he took the opportunity to pull her as close as he could to him. Hearing Blair moan, he pulled away and kissed her neck. He wrapped his arms around her waist when he felt her knees start to buckle. Beathing heavily he pulled away.

"Are we always like this?" He asked her and she smlied coyly at him. Blair took both his hands into her and led him over to their bed. "I'm taking that as a yes."

Blair gently pushed him down so he was lying on his back. She settled herself ontop of him and trailed kisses from his mouth and to his kneck just as he did with her. Chuck closed his eyes and just savored her touch. He wanted to imprint this in his memory because who knew how much longer this all was going to last. ………

Chuck rolled over at looked at the clock and the red glaring lights told him it was 2 am. Chuck slipped on some pajamma pants that he found in a drawer he quietly left the room. His legs and his dry mouth led him into the kitchen. Chuck opened every cupboard hoping to find his beloved scotch but he had no such luck. Opening the refridgerater, he found bottled water. Taking one out he opened it, took a long drink, and almost chocked when he saw his mother standing right behind him.

"Mother," he said and sat his drink down on the counter.

"Did you enjoy your time here?" Misty asked with a slight smile on her face.

"Do I…do I have to go back?" He asked and waited for her to answer him but she just stood there looking at him. "Am I going to lose them?"

"I was hoping that you would want to stay here," she told him. Obviously, he said the right thing

Misty walked over to him and placed both of her hands on each side of his head. Chuck closed his eyes and felt unstable. Everything was coming to him, everything that he missed. He remembered the summer in Tuscany alone with Blair. Purposing to her with a Tiffany's box in hand during Christmas break in college, and their engagement party where he punched a drunken Nate. He was able to remember the birth of both their daughters and all the birthdays and holidays that he missed. His friendship with Dan and working with his father…it was there.

As the memories stopped, he had to brace himself against the counter to stop himself from falling down. Catching he breath he still felt weird. He still remembered the accident but it seemed like a far away memory. Opening his hand he saw that he was holding onto a locket that he nenevr saw before…in either one of his lives. He opened it but it held no picture closing it he saw that on the back his mothers name was engraved on it.

Smiling to himself, he rushed back up the stairs but stopped in Lissy's room to check on her. She was sleeping peacefully and as he felt her forehead, he noticed that he fever was gone. He pulled the covers up to he chin and smoothed the hair away from her face. Leaving, he closed her door he moved to the next one, Charlotte's room. Chuck could hear voices coming from the room before he even opened the door. Looking in, he saw her lying on her stomach on the floor watching a movie. He recognized the movie as Sabrina when he saw Humphrey Bogart and Audrey Hepburn. She definitely inherited her mothers love for old movies.

"Charlotte," Chuck said coming into her room and he turned off the TV.

"I can't sleep, daddy," she explained as she sat up and held out her arms at him. "I want to watch the movie."

"You need to sleep," Chuck told her as he picked her up and lying her in the bed. He tucked her in and ignored her pouting face. "You can watch it tomorrow."

Chuck got off the bed but he stopped when he looked at the neckalace and then back at Charlotte.

"Charlotte, I'm going to give you something special but you have to keep it safe for me okay?" Chuck asked.

"What is it daddy?" She asked in a hushed voice.

"It's a neckalace that belonged to your grandmother," he showed it to her before placing it in her jewlaery box next to her bed. "Can you keep it safe?"

"Yes, daddy," Charlotte said with a yawn. "Can I wear it tomorrow?"

"Of course you can," he responded.

Once he had Charlotte settled and he gave her a kiss goodnight Chuck left and went right back to Blair. Slipping into the bed next to her, he pulled her to him. He knew that he was finally where he belonged. Remebering what his mother said there was no way that he was going to take this for granted.

The End