I suck. Haha. I've had horrible writers block on this story. I really do love all the reviews I've received, however. You guys are amazing. You've been waiting long enough, so here you go. Chapter 3!

I don't own Gossip Girl, bleh.

"BLAIR CORNELIA WALDORF! I ASKED YOU WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE!"

Blair swallowed. She had never seen Eleanor Waldorf this mad before. When her mother had come in to her room a minute ago, she and Chuck and been too lost in each other to notice. Until, that is, her mother went off on one of her patented Eleanor Waldorf rampages, which immediately put several feet between their bodies.

Blair glanced at Chuck, who smiled at her reassuringly, before speaking up. "Mother. What are you doing home? Shouldn't you be at work?" Eleanor rolled her eyes. "I forgot one of my sketches for the spring line on my desk. Now, may I ask, what you are doing alone in your room, with Chuck Bass, at 10 AM on a Tuesday, when I believe you are supposed to be in English class?"

"Biology, actually" spoke up Chuck, earning a hit on his arm from Blair. Blair took a breath and turned to Chuck. "Chuck. Could you please wait downstairs while I talk to my mother?" Chuck opened his mouth to protest, but before he could speak, he was silenced with a look from Blair. He closed his mouth, and stood up, proceeding to give Blair a kiss on the cheek before he left the room, heading for the stairs.

Blair stared after Chuck, a small smile on her face, until her mother looked at her and said, "Well? Blair, explain what's going on, because frankly, I'm concerned. First of all, it isn't like you to skip school. And second of all, Chuck Bass? He's been a good friend to you over the years, and I have no problems with the boy, but he's Chuck Bass. What would Nate think?"

Blair sighed. "Mother, I don't care what Nate thinks. For your information, we broke up almost six weeks ago." Eleanor gaped at her. "You and Nate...broke up?" Blair sighed. She knew this wasn't going to be easy.

Chuck, meanwhile, was in the Waldorf sitting room. His eyes had landed on a picture sitting on the grand piano. It was of a young Blair, no older than three, in a yellow dress, playing with dandelions in Central Park. He smiled, thinking about how his life would be, with the presence of a miniature Blair.

It was the funniest thing, thought Chuck, as he glanced at the picture. Normally, he would have been out the door like lightning if he'd knocked someone up. Something about Blair, though, was different. He was still scared out of his mind about being a father, but with Blair by his side, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. A little boy or girl with his smirk and her doe eyes, after all, was about the least frightening thing in the world to him. It was the weirdest thing. He was going to love this child like there was no tomorrow, a pleasure he had never received from his own father.

Eleanor shook her head. "Let me get this straight. You broke up with Nate and you're dating Chuck." Blair nodded. She had just explained the whole story- minus the pregnancy and sex, of course- to her mother. So far, Eleanor had taken it surprisingly well, only sitting on Blair's bed and muttering something about needing an Advil.

Eleanor sighed. "Okay, the breakup with Nate and the dating Chuck Bass I can deal with, but why are you not in school?" Blair gulped. "Oh, you know, just that time of the month. I had really bad cramps, so Serena and Chuck basically forced me to go home after first period."

Eleanor frowned. "So what is Charles doing here, then?" Luckily, Blair had thought ahead to that question. "Oh, he was worried about me, so he brought me something to eat." Eleanor nodded slowly. There was clearly something happening with her daughter that may or may not have had something to do with her current boyfriend, but she had a meeting, and couldn't spend all day in Blair's room.

Blair breathed a sigh of relief as her mother stood up from her bed. "Well, okay," said Eleanor as she left the room and headed for the stairs, Blair following behind. "I suppose that's a reasonable excuse. Just promise me you'll go back to school if you feel better later." They paused at the top of the stairs, and Blair nodded. "Of course, mother."

Chuck was still looking at the picture of Blair on the piano when he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. He turned around to see Eleanor with her design folder, followed by Blair. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Chuck walked over to them. "Ladies. I hope everything is okay."

Blair gave him a hug and nodded, as Eleanor watched and replied, "Yes, Charles...Everything is fine. Now I must go to my meeting, but Charles, do make sure that Blair returns to school later if she feels better." Chuck looked confused for a minute, before realizing that Blair must not have told her mother about her being pregnant yet.

As Eleanor headed to the elevator, with Blair and Chuck following behind, she began to speak again. "Blair, there's some Midol in Dorota's room, and please don't spend all day here with your boyfriend. I'm assuming Charles will be going back to school soon?" Blair and Chuck both nodded, both knowing that neither of them would more than likely be returning to school for several days.

As the doors shut on Eleanor, who was already on her cell phone, Chuck turned to Blair with a smirk on his face. "So, Waldorf, I'm your boyfriend now, huh?" Blair blushed. "Oh, that's just my mom. You know how she is. We're friends...and soon-to-be parents. But don't worry, you're not my boyfriend."

Noticing that Chuck looked a little let down after her response, she added, "Unless you want to be." Chuck grabbed her hand and walked her over to the chaise lounge in the Waldorf parlor. "Well," he said, leaning back on the lounge, "that depends. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

Blair shook her head. "I asked you first." Chuck smirked. "I asked you second." They stared at each other in frustration for a few seconds, until Chuck finally said, "Fine. How about this? We'll flip a coin. Heads, we're boyfriend and girlfriend. Tails, we're friends that happen to be expecting a baby together. Nothing more."

Blair was slightly confused over the fact that he was using a coin to determine their relationship status. But she didn't have any better ideas, so she just nodded. "Fine, Bass, go ahead."

Chuck pulled a coin out of his front pocket and flipped it. They both watched it nervously, not knowing which outcome the other wanted.

The coin landed on the coffee table. "Well?" asked Blair, "What is it?" Chuck leaned over to look. He cleared his throat and turned to Blair, who was looking very nervous. "It's heads," he replied with a smirk on his face.

Blair sighed, "Oh, thank God," before launching herself at Chuck's mouth. After kissing him for about ten seconds, she pulled back and said, "Wait. This is what you want, right?"

Chuck laughed. "Take a look at the coin, Waldorf." Blair looked at him in confusion, then leaned over to the coffee table and picked up the coin. After examining it for a few moments, she turned to Chuck and hit him on the arm again.

"Bass!" she exclaimed, "You used a double sided coin?!" Chuck smirked. "Sorry, Waldorf. But look at it this way, you have your answer." Blair leaned in and pecked him on the lips before responding. "True. But I find it a bit weird that you carry a two sided coin in your pants pocket. But then, you're Chuck Bass."

Chuck grinned. "No, Waldorf. I'm your boyfriend, Chuck Bass. Now, what time was that doctor appointment?"

Blair laughed. "It's at one, so we have a couple hours. Want to grab lunch before we head over there? The doctor is on the Upper West Side. I didn't want to go to one on the Upper East Side. I don't want Gossip Girl to find out just yet. You know, I know, and Serena knows, and that's enough for now."

Chuck nodded. "Okay. But your mom does know we're dating, so we need to tell her you're pregnant, we should tell my dad and your dad both things, and Nate needs to know too. Then we can worry about Gossip Girl. First things first, though, we should go grab lunch so we can go to the doctor. We'll take my limo. We both know how much you love that thing.

"Bass!" exclaimed Blair, hitting him on the arm for the third time that morning. "In case you've forgotten that's how we got into this mess in the first place."

Chuck laughed as they stepped into the elevator. "Oh, trust me, Waldorf. I could never forget."

This chapter is longer than the first two, which i'm happy about. Next chapter will be the doctor appointment, and their return to school to face Nate. I hope to have the next chapter up in a couple weeks, and provided I don't experience more writer's block, that shouldn't be too much of a problem.

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