A/N: I'm sorry I haven't updated in so long. I have just been super busy with mid-terms and stuff with my job and whatnot. But, the next update after this shouldn't be that far off since I am already half done.

This chapter is just a flashback that relates to the Ed and Emily part of the next chapter. The next chapter will have a second flashback that sort of reflects this one, but shows you how Chuck and Blair's relationship has grown over the years. Don't worry if this seems confusing right now, I think it will make more sense once I get the next chapter up.

But enjoy this short flashback for now!

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Chuck checked his watch again as he sat waiting for his wife to arrive. They were expecting their second child and they had an appointment with the doctor for a checkup. Blair had wanted to go baby shopping with Serena, who was also expecting, and Dorota's daughter was sick, so CJ had spent the afternoon at Bass Industries with Chuck and now they were supposed to be meeting Blair at the doctor's office.

Chuck was checking his phone for the fifth time for any word from Blair when he heard someone say his name.

"Chuck Bass? Oh my God, is that you?"

He looked up and saw a vaguely familiar blonde woman coming over. He stepped away from the wall he had been leaning against and adjusted his hold on the baby in his arms, "Do I know you?" He asked the woman.

"It's Amelia," She said, "I redecorated your parents' apartment a few years ago."

Chuck gritted his teeth and closed his eyes with a nod, "Ah, yes, I remember. How are you doing, Amelia."

"I'm great!" She said, "I have been doing some decorating for the doctor here and it is going really well. How about you? I see you have a baby," She looked at the child in his arms and noticed the ring on his finger, causing her eyes to widen slightly, "And you're married! Wow, I never took you for the marrying type."

Chuck smirked, "Neither did I. But there was one woman who managed to tie me down."

Just then the office door opened and a very pregnant Blair Bass came bustling in. "Sorry I'm late," She said, quickly kissing Chuck's cheek, "Serena couldn't pick a changing table and then the traffic was horrible…" She trailed off as she noticed the blonde woman standing there.

Chuck quickly tried to keep her attention away from Amelia so she wouldn't get upset (he knew that her pregnancy hormones could be out of control and he didn't want to face her wrath), "Blair, love, why didn't you call me when you arrived? I would have met you outside-"

"Why?" She asked, "I may be disgusting and sweaty and the size of a whale, but I can still walk into a building without your assistance."

Chuck sighed and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close and kissing her forehead, "Don't be ridiculous, you look absolutely stunning."

Blair rolled her eyes, but he was right. She was so busy eyeing Amelia that she didn't notice all the other woman waiting in the office were staring at her with envy. She was over six months pregnant, but all of her baby weight was in her front. It was obvious that after she had the baby she would go right back to her previous weight. In fact, from behind, she didn't even look pregnant at all.

"And who are you?" Blair asked the blonde woman with a tight, fake smile.

"Oh, I'm sorry, my name is Amelia," She said, offering her hand in greeting.

Blair looked at the hand for a moment, before choosing to ignore it until Amelia dropped her arm back to her side, "So how do you know my husband?" Blair asked her.

Amelia became a bit nervous under Blair's scrutiny, "Um, I-, a few years ago I helped the older Mr. and Mrs. Bass redecorate their penthouse."

"Oh," Blair said kindly, before her brows shot up as she realized who exactly Amelia was, "Oh, so you're the interior designer. I've heard about you."

"You have?"

"Blair…" Chuck pleaded, trying to keep Blair from saying anything too harsh.

Blair ignored him and replied, "Of course. You are the slu-" She was interrupted as a nurse came out and called her name to go in and see the doctor. She looked back at Amelia, "Sorry, I guess you two will have to catch up another time. It was great to finally meet you."

Before Amelia could reply, Blair walked off with Chuck following closely behind her.

"Blair," He called, "Blair, let me explain. She just came up to me and started talking. I didn't-"

She spun around and glared at him, "Shut up. I don't care. We are not talking about this here."

"Blair-"

"Enough. We have an appointment to see how our baby is doing." She turned back around and plastered a smile on her face as they walked into the examining room and greeted the doctor. Throughout the entire examination she kept her polite, cheery façade going, even though Chuck could tell that underneath it she was furious.

When they arrived home afterward, Blair took CJ from Chuck and began to carry him up the stairs, "You must be tired, sweetie," She cooed, "After spending the whole day with your pig of a father, helping him pick up skinny little sluts. Mommy is sorry you had to go through that."

"Blair-" Chuck sighed, but she ignored him and continued up the stairs.

He followed her and waited until she had put the baby down in his crib before taking her hand and pulling her into their bedroom.

"Let go of me, Bass," Blair said, pulling herself free of his grasp and glaring at him, "I don't want to talk to you right now."

"Well that is too bad," He growled, "I want to talk about this. I don't understand why you are so angry."

"Because I found you flirting with a woman you abandoned me for back in high school!"

"I was not flirting," He said, "And I haven't seen her, or even thought of her, since I was seventeen. I barely even recognized her."

Blair lifted an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest, "Oh please, I bet she looks exactly the same; just as beautiful and skinny as she did back then, while I, on the other hand, have become this," She said, gesturing down towards her ever expanding stomach.

Chuck smiled slightly as he stepped forward and placed his hands on her hips, "You have only become better with age. You have never looked sexier than you do right now."

Blair rolled her eyes, "Oh please, Bass. You don't have to lie to me."

"Blair, you are carrying my child. I don't think you understand what a turn on that is for me."

She looked at him skeptically, "So you would pick me, like this, over every stunningly gorgeous, size zero super model like Amelia?"

"Without a doubt," He told her as he looked into her eyes with pure adoration, "I love you. Nothing, or no one, will ever be more important than you."

"Good," She said, wrapping her arms around his neck, "Can you just do me one favor?"

"Anything."

"Let's not have any more children. I hate being all fat and pregnant like this. And I know you claim to like this, but I also know you really prefer me tiny and tight like I am sans baby."

Chuck smirked, "I prefer you any way I can have you, as long as you are mine."

Blair rolled her eyes, "Shut up, Bass." She began to giggle as he immediately obeyed and instead focused on kissing up the length of her neck.