Title: Coming Home
Author: Lightsofparis
Summary: Blair left for Australia fifteen years ago. She's come back to the UES, only for two weeks, for her daughter to get to know her grandmother but then Blair runs into an old flame, and her daughters father and Queen B regrets ever coming back and sometimes even ever leaving.
Authors Note: Ah! People reviewed my story! I want to give a big thank you too you all and tell you how much I love you! You'll find out how Chuck got Blair, either in this chapter or the next. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you! The chapters will also most likely be shorter than longer chapters.
Disclaimer: I still don't own gossip girl, sadly.
Kati and Isabel couldn't help but steal glances of their former Queen, every two seconds. For them it was too weird and she has a daughter as well? Who could have guessed? Not them. There seated at the very end of the table, next to each other of course. Blair is at the other end of the table, on the end, just like them. Audrey next too her. Serena and Nate are on her right, their two children Jena who is six and Elizabeth who is ten. Opposite them, on the left of Blair sits, Vanessa and Jenny, with their three-year old adopted mexican son Joseph. Dan was sitting next too his sister, his one month year old daughter Nelly on his lap. Georgina was sitting next too Nate and she had her 1-year-old son, Peter, on her lap. Her & Dan had gotten together a few years ago and had quickly gotten married and had Peter&Nelly. Milo had died in a car accident the year before. There was a spare chair next too both Georgina and Dan, which were saved for two other guests.
Guess who that could be?
The elevator doors dinged open and out walked a girl who looked like a tiny miniature Serena, except she had green eyes and she looked like she owned the place. Audrey had to stifle a laugh. The girl looked like a major bitch. Audrey wasn't used to the UES life and didn't even know about her mum's past in it. The girl - whose name was Katarina - walked swiftly over too her mother, Serena and gave her a peck on the check.
"Is Blair coming over? I picked up some new nail polish and I must show her. It's so her colour!" Katarina giggled. Both of her sister's rolled their eyes. They didn't exactly like it when their own sister chose their cousin over them. At 13, Katarina was prepping too become the new Queen of Constance and was trying hard to act the part, which wasn't hard because she's a natural bitch.
Blair was confused. Who did she mean by Blair? She was Blair. She didn't think too much of it. Blair was a common name, wasn't it? Serena nodded, forgetting all about her old best friend and how she didn't know about the new Blair.
"She'll be over soon" Nate said, before digging into the food. He didn't want to have to go into the topic about Blair Bass. Chuck could do that.
"Good" Katarina replied with a stop-embrassing-me-dad-your-so-uncool-unlike-mum attitude. The elevator dinged open once again and out stepped a little girl, with wild red curls, wearing a velvet-black dress, a black scarf and a black flower in her hair. Her mouth opened up in an 'O' when she spotted Katarina and she flew into her arms, letting the older girl scoop her up into a big bear hug.
"Kati!" Blair squealed with excitement at seeing her cousin. Who just so happened to be the coolest girl in the universe not just the upper east side. Chuck stepped out of the elevator, shortly after his daughter had begun hugging Katarina. He stood near the door, watching them. He surveyed the room, his eyes landing on a certain Waldorf. He looked at Serena and Nate and both gave them deathly glares.
"Daddy!" Blair squealed, running over too Chuck. She tugged on his hand, leading him over to the table. She patted the seat next too Georgina and let him sit down in it. She then rushed over to sit next too Dan.
"Hi Uncle Danny" She cooed. Dan smiled down at the girl and ruffled up her curls.
"Hello Bear" He said, using his nickname for her, that he had developed for her when she was only an infant. The little Blair looked around the table herself, making sure she knew everybody but there were two people she didn't know.
"Hello!" She beamed, waving at Blair and Audrey Waldorf. Audrey grinned back at the cute little girl, and waved at her too.
"I'm Blair Bass and who might you two be?" She asked with genuine curiosity. Big Blair froze. Chuck had a daughter, and had named her Blair. She had noticed the exchange between the two but didn't actually think that they were father and daughter. Audrey smiled at Blair, oblivious too her mothers feelings. How was she to know? But even so, she was being uncharasticaly happy and charming, something Audrey has never been good at.
"I'm Audrey Waldorf" Audrey introduces proudly, copying the little girls style of saying her name. Blair Bass rolled her eyes at the girl and scooped food on too her plate, picking at it with her fingers and then putting it in her mouth.
"Blair, don't eat like that, baby" Chuck says, reaching over the table to pick up his daughters cutlery, but she whacks away his hands.
"I am not a baby" Blair retorts, crossing her arms over her chest. Serena lets out a giggle and if looks could kill, Blair Bass would have killed her Aunt Serena in an instant.
"Last time I checked you were" Chuck replies, raising his eyebrows, beckoning his daughter too start yelling at him and throwing a tantrum like any other normal five-year old would but she kept her cool and instead she reached for a carton of orange juice and poured some into her cup.
"Daddy. I'm not a baby. Babies don't have boyfriends" Blair persisted. Chuck couldn't help it, he let out a chuckle and shook his head. His daughter only glared at him, trying to find out what was so funny. Did she say something wrong? Was there something on her face? Was her hair messy? Questions swirled inside her head, and she put a look of concentration on her face.
"Blair YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND!" Her Aunties Kati & Isabel squealed in unison. It was now the younger Bass to giggle. She nodded her head, liking the attention she was receiving.
"She does. It's quite funny actually. His name is Markus Scott or something. He's in the same kindergarten class as her. Their king and queen of kindergarten apparently. Oh and he made them matching crowns for them too wear and he brought her a ring and asked for her to marry him" Chuck started, but Blair interrupted just as he was getting to the juiciest part of the story.
"AND I SAID YES!" Little Blair squealed, clapping her hands together and jumping up and down in her seat. She was quite excited to be an engaged woman. All the girls at school were jealous of her, especially because she was engaged to the cutest guy in the whole of Kindergarten. She let out a small sigh and put her head in her hands.
"I think I might be in love" She stated, like she was in a trance. Her voice was light and fluttery. Her Uncle Nate let out a chuckle, like her father had earlier and took a sip off his coke. His child friendly coke but the little girl took no notice of him. Katarina had a smirk placed upon her face, admiring her little cousin. She hated to admit it, but she loved Blair more than she loved her own sisters. Her sister's were boring and no fun and ever so sensible and it drove the 13-year-old girl to the brink of tears but Blair Bass was different, she may of only been five, but she was destined for great things. The older and more wiser Blair stood stiffly at the table, feeling awkward and out-of-place yet only half an hour before she felt like she had belonged. Which was stupid, since she had been gone for so long.
"Honey, your five. Your not in love" Blair Waldorf piped up. Much to the surprise of well, everyone.
"You don't even know me" The little girl snapped at her name-sake.
"No but your five, nobody falls in love at five" She snaps back, anger rising through her. Audrey looked at her mother, but she felt like she was looking at a stranger. She was looking at a woman, who was wearing a fancy dress, who had a confident and cocky look on her and who was fighting with a five-year old girl with auburn-red curls.
"You did" Chuck retorts. Looking at his ex-girlfriend in her doe-brown eyes. Neither one of them tore their eyes away from each other.
"It wasn't love. I was in love with the idea of love" She shot back. She could feel the lust tugging out her, and she could imagine the scenario unfolding. They would bicker and argue like they always had, and they would forget everybody was in the room, and then he would crawl across the table and towards her, wrap his arms around her neck, pull her up onto the table, and they would kiss passionately and the past what?- fifteen years would be forgotten.
Nice try B you always did have a wild imagination.
"No. You thought you had loved him, which is the same thing as love. It just isn't real love but over time you grew in real love with him. So you were pretty much in love from the time you could speak" Chuck retorts. Raising his empty glass, which up too a few seconds ago, contained apple juice with a little vodka. Blair shook her head, not wanting to let Chuck win. She was Blair Waldorf; she always wins.
"Yes, maybe so, but I was to young too even know what love was, let alone be in it" Chuck considered this for a moment. Pondering on what he could say too it. Nothing came to mind, she was right. Of course she was, she was Blair Waldorf but he wasn't going to let her make him look like a pathetic loser who couldn't win an argument.
"Yes, but at the time you thought you were in love which technically means you were in love" He says calmly. He looks back over at his daughter, breaking eye contact with the former love of his life, and ending their conversation.
"I don't approve of Markus anyway" He tells the little girl. She pouts her lips at him and crosses her arms over her chest. She doesn't even care if he approves of Markus they were still going to be married, then they'd move into a castle, and then have lots and lots of little children, and then they would both rule over their kingdom, while she took over Bass Industries. Yes, it sounded good too her. that was going too be her life and nothing and no-one was going to stop it.
An hour passed and Chuck and Blair hadn't even made contact since their conversation earlier. Blair thought it was for the best, she wasn't exactly single anyway. She tried to push that thought away from her mind; she loved her boyfriend, she did, but she loved Chuck more and right now, she didn't want to think about the surfer that was back at home waiting for her. Everybody had finished desert instead of Audrey, but at the moment, she was very curious about the little girl called Blair.
"Where's your mother?" She asks the girl innocently. Audrey's mother feels like throwing up, she doesn't know if she could stand to hear about Chuck with another woman. Even thinking about the prospect made her feel sick. She foolishly rose her head to look at Chuck, who was looking straight at his daughter. Her eyes followed his, too where his daughter sat, her eyes on her uneaten food.
"Dead" The girl whispers. The elder Blair lets out a surprise gasp. Chuck's girlfriend, or fiancée, or wife, or ex lover, died. He'd lost so many people already and although she didn't want him to be with anybody else, she wanted him to be happy.
"How?" Audrey asks. Blair hits her knee underneath the table. How dare she further the little girls pain? But every pair of eyes, is staring intently at the little girl, awaiting her answer.
"Plane crush. Don't worry I didn't know her. I was around a month old, my birth father couldn't deal with the tragedy and put me up for adoption and then daddy adopted me" Blair Bass explained, shrugging. Her voice getting happier at the mention of Chuck. Blair Waldorf forced a smile. It sort of all made sense now. Chuck had adopted the little girl with bright red curls, pale skin, and bright green eyes and he had named her after her. Blair had to fight off tears. She shouldn't have ran; Chuck was doing fine as a father and it strangely hurt her that he was doing so well in life, it was a life, she could never be apart of, at least not anymore, she blew that chance fifteen years ago.