** Author's Note: Sorry I've been MIA, there's been a lot of personal issues happening. But I'm back and ready to write. Currently I'm taking a break from school so I'll be able to crank out more chapters. Feel free to send some suggestions for the story. I read all my reviews and take them into consideration while writing. Enjoy.**
She laid alone in bed feel peaceful for the first time in a long time. Blair couldn't sleep. It was like she was finally awake after these 2 hard and long years. The conversation she had with Chuck on the balcony at the bar was just what she needed. The healing process can begin, she thought. Now that doesn't mean that her and Chuck can have what they once dreamed together, it means that Charlotte can have two civil parents. Something both Blair and Chuck dreamed of growing up.
Though the conversation ended on a weird note. After Chuck became aware of the death of his stepbrother Eric, he made some sad attempt at an excuse and left. Once again, though Blair knows that he left to mourn, he had not yet had his chance to say goodbye. She didn't go into detail about how he died, but it wasn't hard to look up. Just type his name into Google and you can read about how he slit his wrists in the bathroom and how his sister Serena found him.
A cry pulled Blair from those horrible thoughts. It was her daughter. She sleepingly walks into her daughter's room and attempts to get her ready for the day. Seeing her daughter refuse to sit still and get dressed reminded her so much of Chuck. He was the worst when it came to getting ready for the day, always running around the room. Blair used to hate when he did that, but now watching their daughter do the same thing it makes her heart ache. Suddenly her phone rings with an odd number she's never seen before.
"Hello?" She says cautiously.
"Hey Blair, It's me Chuck. Are you busy?" Just the sound of his voice stops her from getting Charlotte ready.
"Chuck, how did you get this number?" Once again asking cautiously.
"You're not that hard to find Blair. Anyways I was calling to invite you and Charlotte out for breakfast." He waits for a reply. "Blair you there? Hello?" Still no reply. "Blair please, this is me trying."
That sentence filled her up inside. He's trying, he wants to try. "Sorry I was just thinking. Looks like me and Charlotte are free today." She puts Charlotte in her play pen and walks back into her room for the next part of this conversation. "She doesn't know Chuck."
"Know what?" You can hear him inhale sharply, he's playing dumb. Of course he knows what she's talking about.
"That you're her father. All she knows is that Nate is her uncle and her daddy went bye bye." Blair holds her breath waiting to hear what he's gonna say.
"Give me today to spend time with her, with the both of you. Then after today you can decide if you're gonna tell her who I am."
"Okay." That's all she could say.
"Meet me at the place where we went the morning of our college graduation. I'll see you in an hour." With their plans in place, she hangs up the phone.
Within the hour she's there looking up at the white cottage styled building surrounded by bright colored flowers. She looks down at her daughter, who insisted on walking and smiles at her. This was it, everything that has been her daily life these last 2 years is about to change. Before she can enter she bends down to face her daughter.
"You know how much mommy loves you?" She smiles at her daughter.
"Big." Charlotte giggles while holding her arms out showing how much her mom loves her. It was their thing, she's done it with her since she could talk.
She grabs Charlotte, fixes her daughters headband and walks into the building. The first thing she sees is Chuck sitting at a table for 3. There's a chair for him and Blair and then she sees the highchair which is between both seats. Holding her breath she approaches the table and Chuck stands to greet them both.
"Blair, it's very nice to see you." He flashes his famous crooked grin, which he know she loves.
"It's nice to see you to Chuck." She says while she tries to put a fussy Charlotte into the highchair.
They both take their seats and the awkward silence begins. Before he left there was never a problem when it came to speaking to eachother, the conversation just came naturally. Now it takes to much effort. Two years is a long time, it's going to take more than a conversation on the balcony to get to how they once were. That's if Blair even wants to get back into that place.
"Good morning my name is Vanessa and I'm going to be your waitress today. Do you need a minute to look over the menu?" She asks. Though she starts to blush while looking at Chuck.
"Yeah, we're going to need a minute. Thanks." Blair says forcefully. She knew Chuck was an attractive man, their whole relationship was women staring and overstaying their welcome. But this time she felt jealous almost.
They then shortly order their food. She looks over and watches Chuck who's watching Charlotte smash her doll on the table. It's clear that he's studying her face, trying to see what features he gave his daughter.
"She has your mouth and acts so much like you." Blair says while sipping her water.
"Does she know?" He now studies her face harder.
"Yeah. She also hates sitting still, which I know is from you. Just today I was chasing her around the house trying to put her dress on." She smiles at Chuck and this time its an actual genuine smile.
"Kinda like us, expect I'm usually chasing you around trying to get your dress off." He smiles. Blair freezes and starts to blush. Is he really talking about their sex life? Yeah they had one, but it seemed so long ago that it was almost more like a dream.
"Banana!" Charlotte screams. Breaking her gaze from Chuck she helps the waitress pass out the plates.
She can't help but smile while she watches Chuck cut Charlotte's pancakes.
"Tank you.." She flashes a smile at Chuck.
"You are so very welcome." Chuck runs his fingers through her curls.
By the time Chuck and Blair are done with their breakfast Charlotte is fast asleep in the highchair.
"Allow me please." Chuck says as he undoes the strap across her lap. Slowly he pulls her out of the chair and places one hand under her butt and one cupping the back of her head. Allowing Charlotte to put her head between his neck and shoulder.
Watching Chuck holding their daughter makes her so conflicted. She sees him different now, he's soft and gentle. He's the Chuck she loved before he left. Nothing is sexier then seeing him interacting with their daughter. But then again whenever she has a romantic thought about Chuck she remembers the day Charlotte was born and how he wasn't there. Looking at Chuck while he's paying the bill she sees him smile at a sleeping Charlotte. That's it, Blair Waldorf is in really big trouble.
