"Honey I'm home!" Chuck called out with a grin as he entered the temporary apartment he was sharing with his new wife. The remodeling of their penthouse had gotten delayed so it hadn't been finished when they returned from their three week honeymoon in Italy.

When he didn't hear any response, Chuck ventured further into the apartment. They had only been home for a few weeks and although he knew it wouldn't keep happening forever, the welcome home from his bride was something Chuck looked forward to everyday, "Blair? Where are you?"He walked into the bedroom and found her sitting on the edge of their bed looking off in a daze, "There you are. Why didn't you answer when I called?" He paused when he took in her worried expression, "Is everything alright?" He asked as he took a seat next to her.

She immediately stood up and began pacing, "No, everything is not alright, Chuck. Nothing is going according to my plan. I was supposed to graduate from Columbia, get a job and get settled and then get married, but you already ruined that, and now I was supposed to start working at my mother's line next week but that probably is not going to happen anymore either."

"What? Was the completion date on the penthouse pushed back again?" Chuck asked with a scowl as he pulled out his phone, "This is unacceptable. I'll make sure that lazy interior designer never gets hired again-"

Blair snatched the phone out of his hands, "That's not what I'm talking about, you Basshole. The penthouse is right on schedule."

Chuck stood up and placed his hands on her arms, "Then what exactly is wrong?"

She sighed and looked down, "I'm pregnant." She looked up at him bitterly, "We haven't even been married for two full months and you've already managed to knock me up."

His eyes widened in shock, "Wha-, How?"

Blair rolled her eyes, "Oh come on, Chuck, you know we weren't exactly being careful while we were in Italy."

Chuck just couldn't wrap his head around it, "But-, but-, you're pregnant? We're having a baby?"

"Yes, Bass, we are."

His brow furrowed as his hands moved down to her waist and he looked deeply into her eyes, "Are you not happy about this?"

She took a step back, "Are you?"

But he wouldn't let her escape him. He stepped forward and searched her eyes, "Blair, I'm thrilled. You are carrying my child, why would I ever be anything less than ecstatic?"

She looked away, "I don't know, I-, I just thought maybe it was too soon, or that you'd get scared-,"

"Blair, I love you," He smiled at her, "I want this with you. Don't you want it too?"

"I do!" She agreed quickly, "I do, it's just-, this isn't how I planned for it to happen."

Chuck's smile morphed into his typical, devilish smirk, "When are you going to get it, Mrs. Bass? While you're with me nothing is ever going to go according to your fairytale plan."

Blair rolled her eyes as a small smile formed on her lips, "You'd think I would have realized that by now, wouldn't you?"

Chuck laughed quietly as he pulled her close and rested his forehead against hers, "So we're really having a baby?"

She nodded and giggled, "I still have to go to the doctor, but yes, we are."

He grin grew and he moved forward to press his lips to hers, "I think we should spend tonight celebrating, don't you agree?"

"I do, especially since it will probably be our last opportunity," Blair said cryptically, causing Chuck to look at her in confusion before she continued, "Because my mother is going to kill you once she finds out you have delayed my career once again."

Chuck actually looked slightly afraid at the thought of Eleanor's wrath, which caused Blair to laugh and wrap her arms around his neck, "Don't worry, Bass," She told him, "I'll protect you."

…

The rented limo pulled up in front of the Vanderbilt house in Washington D.C. and Ed and Emily stepped out.

Seeing Emily's tense posture, Ed nudged his shoulder against hers and smirked, "Relax, Vanderbilt. Everything is going to be fine."

"You can say that now," She muttered bitterly, "You've never directly faced the wrath of Maureen Vanderbilt before."

Ed rolled his eyes, "Don't worry, lover, I'll protect you."

He tried to wrap his arm around her waist, but she shrugged him off and scowled, "Good luck with that, Bass. I think you will be too busy trying to protect yourself. Don't think all of their anger is going to be directed at me." Ed opened his mouth to respond, but Emily simply began to walk up the path towards the house, "Let's just get this over with."

Emily walked into the house with Edward following closely behind her. "Mom? Dad?" She called out tentatively when she didn't see anyone in the front room.

"Good, sweetie, you're home," Emily heard her mother say from the other room followed by the distinct sound of her approaching footsteps, "Your father and I were just-" Maureen rounded the corner and froze when she saw Ed Bass standing next to her daughter, "Oh dear God."

"Maureen, what is it?" Trip asked as he too entered the room. But his eyes widened as soon as he took in the scene before him, "Oh, Emily, you didn't."

"Yes, Emily," Maureen seethed, "Please tell me you did not tell him-"

"He deserved to know!" Emily's said angrily even as she took a step back closer to Ed, "He is the father and he deserved to have a say."

Maureen laughed bitterly, "He doesn't deserve anything. He won't have to give up everything for this mistake; he won't have to face the public scorn and judgment. He gets away scot-free while you have to deal with all the consequences."

"That's not true, Mom," Emily responded quietly, looking down at her feet as she lost her nerve.

But that only fueled Maureen's criticism, "Really? Do you think he is going to stick around and support you? Do you think he is going to help you raise this child? Is he even fit to be around a child? Come on, Emily, be smart. You know who he is and what kind of family he comes from. The Basses are-"

"We are nothing if not loyal," Ed said, finally having had enough of listening to Maureen bad-mouth him as if he wasn't standing right in front of her, "I told Emily I would support her no matter what decision she made and I will. I may not have any experience being a parent, but I've grown up with two of the best examples you could ever find-" Maureen and Trip shared a look and Trip snorted causing Ed's eyes to snap towards him with a glare, "Are you really going to stand here and mock my parents' child-rearing skills? Because, the last time I checked, Emily will be the second of your children to join our home as their second family. Obviously my mother and father must be doing something right, or you must be doing something terribly wrong," He shrugged his shoulders, "Either way, I don't think you are in the position to pass judgment."

Trip's hands balled into fists and Maureen's back was rigid with fury. "How dare you-," she began but Ed interrupted.

"Emily and I are having this child," He told them before he placed his hand on the small of Emily's back and looked down at her, "Come on, Em, let's go pack your things."

They were halfway up the stairs before they heard Maureen call out, "I hope you brought your own bags."

They paused and Emily turned around, "Excuse me?"

Maureen shrugged indifferently, "We told you that if you chose this route we would not support you. When you get cut off, you lose everything, including the things we have provided for you in the past."

Ed's eyes narrowed, "Are you serious?"

"Oh, completely," She responded calmly, "You see, Edward, not all parents sit back and enable their children's mistakes."

Ed took a step down towards the lower level, but Emily put a hand on his arm to stop him, "Don't, Ed." She sighed resignedly, "It's not worth fighting. I'll just pack what is mine and we'll go."

"Em-,"

"Please," She said, "I just want to get out of here."

He nodded and began to climb up the stairs after her, "Okay, okay."

…

When they came back down from packing up in Emily's bedroom, Trip had disappeared but Maureen was standing there with her arms crossed over her chest. They had managed to fit everything into one bag, since Emily had only a few pieces of clothing and other items that had been gifts from friends or other family members and not purchased with her parents' money, but they did not have their own bag so they were forced to use one of the Louis Vuitton suitcases that had been in her room.

Ed saw Maureen eyeing the luggage so he deliberately took out his wallet and pulled out a few hundred dollar bills and set them on the nearby table. He looked at the money and the luggage in his hand and then back up at Maureen, "That should cover it," he said darkly before taking Emily's hand and walking towards the door.

"This is a bad decision, Emily," Maureen called, causing her daughter to freeze, "I wish you would reconsider."

Emily turned towards her and shook her head, "I can't. I-, I couldn't," She said, looking down and wrapping her hands around her stomach protectively.

Her mother's face hardened, "You're going to regret this. One day you'll realize how big of a mistake this is."

Ed clenched his jaw, but before he could respond, Emily looked up with a glare, "That is what you think, Mother, but I don't agree. So if you will excuse us, Ed and I need to leave. We have a plane to catch."

Without waiting for Maureen's reaction Emily turned and walked out the door with her head held high and Ed following close behind her. It was only once they were back in the limo that Emily let the stress get to her and broke down. The tears slid down her cheeks silently as she stared out the window, but when Ed noticed he pulled her against him and she cried into his shoulder until they reached the airport.

When they boarded the plane Emily's eyes were dry. She refused to let her parents be the cause her tears ever again.

…

That evening while Ed and Emily were flying back to New York, Blair was doing some bookkeeping at the Bass penthouse while Chuck was putting Lexie to bed when she heard the telephone ring.

The number was not one she recognized, but she answered anyway, "Hello?"

"How dare you," the voice on the other end of the line hissed, "You have no right to encourage my daughter to make the biggest mistake of her life."

"Excuse me?" Blair frowned, "Who is this?"

"I know that you let your children run around the city and do whatever the hell they want with absolutely no consequences, but this will ruin Emily's life and you are just letting her go down this road to destruction."

"Ah Maureen, of course, I should have known," Blair chuckled softly, "Look, I know that Emily is not making the choice that you wanted her to make, but that doesn't mean that it is the wrong one. And yes, I wish her and Edward weren't in this situation to begin with, but right now what they need is our support, not punishment."

"What do you know about punishment?" Maureen spat, "Your son could kill someone and you would pay off the judge and welcome him home with open arms."

"My children know the difference between right and wrong," Blair responded harshly, quickly losing her patience, "And it seems to me that you are actually the parent right now who is encouraging the termination of a human life."

"Don't you turn this around on me-"

"Look, Maureen," Blair cut in, "I may have raised my children differently than you, but if the fact that I am there for them when they are in trouble or if my helping them learn from their mistakes makes me a bad mother, then I guess that is what I am. Because I don't know about you, but I can't just turn my back on my children no matter what they may have done. I believe that it is a mother's job to love her children unconditionally, so that is what I have always done. And now I will do that for Emily too, since you obviously don't have the same belief."

Maureen was so furious that she almost didn't know how to respond, "You have no idea what-"

"You're right I don't," Blair responded without letting her finish, "All I know is what I have learned from your daughter and this conversation. And if you ever change your mind and decided to give your daughter the support she needs and deserves, I would be more than happy to welcome you back, although I don't know if I can say the same for Emily. But until then, I would appreciate it if you left my family alone. Goodbye, Maureen."

Blair hung up the phone without waiting for a response. Yes, it was rude but it was about time someone gave Maureen a taste of her own medicine.

…..

A/N: A lot of you have been asking about more sibling interaction, and it will come, I promise. I just don't want to get myself bogged down with too many characters or make it too confusing. But they will make more appearances and before the baby is born they will all be reunited, I promise.

Also, you may have noted that most of the wrath comes from Maureen. This is deliberate. I think Trip is pretty much a push-over and after everything that happened in Season 3, I think he would basically just go along with anything Maureen said. But, as always, you are welcome to disagree. Lol.