Hello all faithful readers! Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up, but i've been very busy this week with school and work! I didn't think 6 classes would be so bad, but now with a job on top of it, well it's just very hectic. Anyway, this chapter is extra long, the longest i've ever written with any of my stories that i have up on this site. It came out ok i guess. I didn't really know how to finish it, but I think its sweet in a way. If you guys want an extra chapter, an epilogue just to wrap things up then I will surely do so. R&R please and let me know if you guys want that final chap.
Oh, and who else hated this weeks episode of GG? Well not so much the episode but Serena's behavior! I hope she gets her a kicked by Blair in that catfight. She deserves it that traitor.
Ok now i must part. Happy Readings!
"Mrs. Blair, are you ok? Do you want me to call a doctor?" Annabel asked through the closed bathroom door as Blair retched up her lunch later that day.
"Ugh..." Blair moaned loudly. She sat back on the cold bathroom floor and felt the coldsweats start to subside. She felt horrible. This was worse than when she purposely made herself throw up in the past. It was completely involuntary, and her stomach quaked on the inside anytime she didn't eat, and when she did the food would burn its way back up through her stomach and throat.
Serena had left earlier that morning. Promising to return later in the evening, with a pregnancy test for Blair. Blair had objected. She couldn't be pregnant. She just couldn't. Things between her and Chuck were going well enough. Who knew how Chuck would react to news that she was pregnant.
"Mrs. Blair?" Annabel sounded genuinely worried.
"No, Annabel. I'm ok. I promise. Just get me some Ginger Ale or something. I'll be out soon." Blair stood and went to wash her mouth at the sink. This was the third time she'd thrown up today. Maybe Serena was right. Maybe she was pregnant.
Blair stared at herself in the mirror. She looked pale and disheveled. Her eyes were bloodshot, her lips swollen. She felt like crap. How the hell was she going to manage sitting through dinner with Nate, Serena, and Chuck.
Later on the evening, Serena came in looking spectacular as ever. She wore a emerald green dress that showed off her legs and cleavage, with a pair of black shoes and purse. But her whole outfit was thrown off by the Duane Reade bag she had in hand. She smiled as she reached out handing it to Blair.
"Doomsday," Serena joked as Blair took the bag.
"I hope you're wrong about this. Maybe I just have a virus of some sort," Blair stated hopefully.
"Annabel told me you threw up three times today. And you and Chuck have been going at it like bunnies. It's not hard to put two and two together, Blair."
"We have not! Ugh, Serena, I just can't be pregnant right now."
"Come now, B. We have to find out if this is true. Then we can worry about it. I'm sure everything's going to be fine," Serena said as she began to drag a resistant Blair up the stairs to her room.
"Have you told Chuck?" Serena asked as she closed the door to the bathroom in Blair's room and took a seat on the edge of the tub.
"God, no!" Blair exclaimed. "He called me earlier but I didn't dare tell him. I just told him that I was feeling a little sick, so that I'd have to let him know if I'd be making it to dinner or not."
"I'm surprised he didn't rush home from work to take care of you. He's so not Chuck lately," Serena said as she cringed her nose and looked up at Blair.
Blair smiled at her friend. "Yeah, isn't he?" Blair said dreamily. Serena just rolled her eyes.
"Ok, ok Mrs. Bass. Hurry up and take the test! I'm so nervous. Are we gonna have another hellion running around the Upper East Side," Serena joked as she tore up the package that Blair had yet to touch.
"Jeez, Serena relax. And I'm not peeing in front of you. So go outside."
"Fine. But you better do it right. I don't want you to be one of those women that doesn't know they're pregnant until the baby's popping out of them!" Serena joked.
"Go. Now!" Blair shut the door in Serena's face with a silly grin on her face. This was nerve wrecking. Her life could totally be changing in the next few minutes. Reading the box carefully (she didn't want to be one of those people either), she did her business on the stick and reopened the door for Serena who was pacing nervously back and forth.
"So how long do you have to wait?" Serena asked as she took her seat back on the tub.
"It says 3 minutes. I guess they want you to have a heart attack while you wait." Blair threw the box away and sat on the toilet.
Both girls sat silently as Blair put the timer to three minutes on her phone. She watched the seconds roll away, slower than they'd ever passed before. Serena's legs twitched nervously, Blair curled her hands nervously on her robe's belt. The alarm went off and both women stood up at the same time.
Blair's eyes met with Serena's. Serena took Blair's hand. They leaned their heads forward at the same time and looked at the screen on the stick. Pink.
Blair gasped.
Serena shouted.
Blair pushed Serena over and threw up in the toilet once again.
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"So when are you going to tell him?" Serena asked joyfully. She was so happy for Blair.
"I haven't even thought about that. I was kinda hoping that it wasn't true. Now I don't know what to do," Blair said as she eyed herself in the mirror. She ran her hands along her stomach. She could kiss her wardrobe goodbye. Her new slinky white dress hugged her curves beautifully. Soon, it wouldn't even fit past her breasts, let alone her stomach. She sighed.
"This is wonderful, B! I'm going to be an auntie," Serena squealed excitedly.
"Shhh... I'm sure all your shouting won't be good for the baby. I want her to have the sense of hearing you know," Blair said with a smile. She was already thinking about her baby. It would be a girl. Yes. Definitely. A little Blair Bass. She could coddle her the way her mother never did to her. It would be wonderful. Now all she had to do was get Chuck on board.
"Her?" Serena asked. "I have a feeling it's going to be a Chuck Jr. Bad attitude, drunken stupor state 24/7, womanizing whore, he'll be such a joy!" Serena joked.
"It's not like I'm going to stand back and watch my son become a jerk! He'll be more like the new and improved Chuck." Yes. Their son would be nothing like Chuck. Well at least the early version of him. Even though that was the man she'd fallen in love with. Now she thought she wanted a boy. Boy. Yes definitely a boy. Blair turned around suddenly with tears glistening her eyes.
"Oh, Serena. I'm so happy!"
They began to hug and cry as Annabel made her way into the room.
"Mrs. Blair? Is everything ok?" Annabel asked. She was so much like Dorota. Blair smiled at her.
"Yes! Yes! Everything is wonderful! I'm having a baby, Annabel!" The old maid smiled as she watched Blair touch her stomach all maternally.
"Congratulations, Mrs. Blair. I'm so happy for you and Mr. Chuck."
Blair smiled. As she hugged Annabel, who informed them that Chuck's limo was downstairs waiting for them. The maid left the room.
"Isn't it creepy that she even talks like Dorota?" Serena asked.
"Well they are some sort of distant cousins or something," Blair said as she grabbed her handbag and started to walk out of the room.
They made their way downstairs and into the limo. As they sat in the limo, Blair's phone chimed indicating that she had a message. She flipped it open and read.
Princess. I can't wait to see you. I love you.
Blair smiled as she texted back.
Me either. I have a surprise for you.
Before she could place her phone in her bag her phone beeped again.
Ooooo. Sounds promising.
Blair grinned as she pictured Chuck's wicked face.
"So, B, are you telling him over dinner?" Serena asked.
"Ummm...I don't think so. I think I'll tell him tonight when we get home. I don't want to cause a scene at the restaurant."
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"So what's the surprise?" Chuck asked as Blair and Serena settled into their seats at the restaurant. Serena ceased her intimate conversation with Nate and glanced over at Blair. Blair tensed and shared a look with Serena as well. Chuck saw the exchange between the two women.
"Oh, so Serena knows, but I can't know yet? That's not fair," Chuck said jokingly.
"I just think it's best if I tell you later tonight." Blair began to unwrap her napkin and placed it daintily on her lap.
"Tell me tonight, or show me tonight," Chuck winked. Nate broke out into laughter.
"It's good to see that you guys are doing so well," Nate said.
The waiter came by and asked for their orders. Once the food was brought by and they began to eat, Chuck slipped his hand up Blair's thigh and leaned in close. Blair immediately responded to his touch.
"So, you're really not going to tell me? I promise to make it worth your while later," he winked suggestively as his hand moved further up her leg and reached her underwear. Blair held her breath and then slapped his hand away.
"Mind your manners, Bass."
Chuck smiled devilishly. "I lack them around you, Bass."
They engrossed themselves in conversation and continued eating. Wine was served with their dinner, and Blair absentmindedly brought the glass to her lips. Serena kicked her leg under the table.
"Ow! What the hell, Serena?" Blair exclaimed as Serena stared at her intensely.
"Ummm, B..." Serena said as she eyed the wine. Blair immediately understood and felt the men staring at her waiting for her response.
"What's wrong, Serena?" Nate asked.
"Oh, nothing. Just a girl thing." Nate accepted the answer. Chuck however eyed them suspiciously.
"Blair...What's wrong?" Chuck asked noticing Blair put down her glass and opt for the water glass. Blair never said no to wine.
"Nothing. Don't worry, Hun."
As Blair continued to eat dinner, she felt the same stirring in her stomach she had experienced over dinner. Suddenly, she shot up out of her seat and dashed towards the bathroom, almost knocking over a waiter or two. Chuck stood up quickly and made to go after her, but Serena pulled on his arm.
"I'll go see what's wrong. Don't worry. She's been feeling ill all day. Besides you can't go into the ladies room." With that she excused herself and followed Blair into the bathroom.
"B...are you ok?" Serena asked trying to see which stall Blair was in.
"Oh, Serena. I feel horrible," Blair's voice was weak and desperate. "This kid is going to kill me."
Serena laughed slightly as she noticed Blair's foot under the stall and knocked on the door. Blair opened up and looked up helplessly at Serena.
"Blair, I think its best you tell him soon. Chuck is starting to freak out by your behavior. Maybe we should call it a night so you can go home and talk to him and get some rest. You don't look well, sweetie," Serena said as she wiped Blair's brow with a napkin. Blair managed to shake her head weakly and allowed Serena to help her to her feet and escort her to the table.
Chuck stood immediately as they approached the table and noticed Blair's expression. He called for the check without questions and wrapped his jacket around Blair. The four of them made their way outside and parted ways at the limos waiting for them.
"Goodnight, Blair. I hope you feel better. You don't look so good," Nate said as he leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Blair smiled slightly and turned to Serena.
"Goodnight, B. get well. And good luck," she whispered the last part. Blair nodded and stepped into the limo.
On the ride home, Chuck massaged Blair's belly, believing she just had a stomach virus or such. Blair smiled to herself. Unknowingly, Chuck Bass was rubbing their baby. He was soothing their child.
The ride was quiet. Chuck occasionally broke the silence in order to ask Blair if she was feeling alright. Blair nodded, drifting off to sleep as Chuck's heart drummed lazily against her ear and the limo seemed to soar on a cloud through Manhattan traffic.
"Blair, honey, we're home." Blair awoke to the sound of Chuck's voice. Chuck, ever doting on his wife, helped her out of the car and lead her inside the building. He held her as the elevator made its way up. He took her in his arms and carried up the stairs and placed her in bed. He undressed her and laid her back, under the covers. Removing his own clothes, he hopped into bed alongside of her and wrapped her into his waiting arms.
They laid there in silence. Blair knew that it was the perfect time to break the news, but it was hard to find the words to start. This wasn't just regular news. This was life altering. And she couldn't help but feel a little nervous that Chuck would not want the baby. Stirring slightly in his arms, Blair turned around to face him. She could see his face by the light of the moon and she had never felt more love for him that at that moment. He was her husband. He loved her. He'd shown her how much in these past few weeks. All their problems from the past, she had let them go. They were starting anew, and now she had a baby growing inside of her.
His baby.
Their baby.
"What's wrong, baby?" Chuck asked feeling Blair's tension as she looked up at him with her big doe eyes. Those eyes had made him fall in love with her. He could look into them and see her very soul. He knew her better than anyone, and she'd let him in, which she had never done with anyone else.
"Chuck...I have to tell you something."
"Oh, right. The surprise. Tell me," Chuck said as he rubbed her belly again unconsciously.
Blair's hand stilled his movements and kept his hand firmly in place. "You seem to have guessed what the surprise is without realizing it."
"What are you talking about?" Chuck asked genuinely confused.
"You're going to be a daddy," Blair said quietly.
Time seemed to stand still. Chuck felt like the air in his lungs had been sucked out. No. No that couldn't be right.
"Blair...? Are you sure?"
"Chuck, we're going to have a baby. I took a pregnancy today. It came out positive. I already made an appointment with my doctor to double check. But I'm pretty sure it's right," Blair said as she began to shake inside. He was so still and he was hardly breathing. That couldn't be a good sign.
"My baby? Our baby?" Chuck stuttered. His Blair was pregnant. Pregnant with his child.
"What are you thinking?"
Chuck didn't answer for a long time. The silence engulfed them. Blair was pretty sure he could hear her erratic heartbeat in the darkness of the room.
Then he grinned.
It wasn't his signature Chuck Bass grin. It was something softer and full of emotion.
"You're going to be one hot mama," Chuck whispered as he took her lips with his in a delicious kiss.