A few months had passed and May was quickly approaching. Over at Constance and St. Judes, Ed and Emily had become closer than ever and were considered to be the king and queen of the school. Whenever Emily wasn't with her minions or on the Met steps she could always be found with Ed beside her and after the last bell of the day Ed would always be leaning against her locker waiting for her with his usual smirk in place.

The power couple wasn't really into PDA (Emily especially found it to be disgusting and tasteless), but every once in a while, if you really watched them, you would see Ed gently stroke the back of her hand or her cheek, or sometimes, when he was feeling particularly bold, he would even go so far as to give her a quick kiss.

After Emily's first week back at Constance her and Ed spent more and more time together, and although they never discussed it with anyone or confirmed it, most of their classmates had assumed that they were an official couple and had taken it upon themselves to get proof (the tender moments in the hallway could hardly count as proof of true coupledom, they wanted solid evidence of exclusivity).

So when Ed and Emily emerged from an office building holding hands with small, matching smiles on their faces, a pair of freshman girls from Constance instantly got their phones ready. They watched as Ed opened the door of the limo and held it open for Emily. As she went to get in, she paused in front of him before she stepped closer and gripped the lapels of his jacket. The freshmen watched (and recorded) as Emily leaned into Ed and stood on her tip-toes to whisper something into his ear. When she leaned back, Ed searched her face for a moment before a wide grin formed on his face and he pressed his lips firmly against hers. In a matter of moments he had Emily pushed up against the limo with his hands tightly gripping her waist.

When the pair finally broke apart for air, the freshmen expect Queen Emily to be angry and reprimand Ed for his actions, so they were shocked when Emily giggled and gently kissed Ed's nose. She took his hand in hers and pulled him into the limo with her.

The freshmen watched as the car drove off and then looked at each other with wide eyes before they quickly sent the video to Gossip Girl so everyone could see just how serious Ed and Emily were about each other.

But in the limo Ed and Emily could care less about what Gossip Girl and their classmates were saying about them. They had just left a doctor's appointment where they had been able to see a sonogram of their child, which always put them in a better mood, and Emily had finally told Ed what she had been thinking for a while; that she was glad he was the father. If she had to be in this situation with anyone, she would have picked him.

They may not have been ready to discuss the extent of their relationship with anyone (even with each other), but everyone could see that they were committed to whatever it was that they had together.

…

Later that afternoon, Ed and Emily were lounging on the bed in her room trying to get some homework done when Lexie came skipping in.

She walked over to Emily's side of the bed and reached forward to touch the slight curve of her stomach which could be seen through the tight tank-top she was wearing. Emily looked over at her and smiled, "Hey, Lexie. What are you doing?"

"Just feeling the baby," She said as she gently moved her hand over Emily's stomach.

Ed looked up from his books with a scowl, "Go away, Lex. We're busy."

Lexie glared back at him and put her hands on her hips, "I just have a question!"

Ed's jaw clenched and he rolled his eyes, "Fine, what is your question?"

"It's not for you. It's for Emily." She turned her attention back towards Emily and put her hand back on her stomach.

"Yes, Lexie?" Emily prompted.

Lexie looked at her hand for a moment before she asked, "How did the baby get in your tummy?"

Ed snorted and smirked as he eagerly awaited Emily's response. She glared at him as she grumbled, "It's all your brother's fault."

"Yes, I know that," Lexie sighed dramatically, "But how did Ed get it in there?"

Ed began snickering quietly as Emily's eyes widened slightly and she began stuttering and searching for an answer, "Well-, I-, um-,"

Before she could come up with something, Ed put a reassuring hand on her leg and looked at his sister, "Hey Lex, why don't you go ask Dad. Emily and I have homework to do."

"But-,"

"No buts, Kid," Ed told her, "Now get out of here."

Lexie pouted but she listened to her brother and went to find her dad. She knew that he would listen to her and answer any questions she might have.

…

"Chuck!"

His head shot up and he blinked his eyes a few times to gather his bearings. He must have dozed off at his desk again because Blair was standing in the doorway of his office with her hands on her hips, "You're ridiculous; you know that?" She said as she closed the door and approached him.

He smirked and pulled her onto his lap, "Yes," He told her as she wrapped her arms around his neck, "But you still love me anyway."

She smiled and pressed her forehead to his with a sigh, "You need to rest more, Bass. When was the last time you slept more than five hours?" Before he could answer she continued, "I'll tell you when; it was over two weeks ago. You are not a teenager anymore, you need to sleep. You're running yourself ragged."

He playfully nipped at her lower lip, "Don't worry, Mama Bass, I'll be fine." His fingers began to undo the buttons on her blouse as his mouth moved to her ear, "And it is all worth it. I would never want to miss out on time with the kids-," He placed a lingering kiss on her jaw just as his hand finally found its way into her blouse, "Or with you."

Blair moaned softly, gripping his hair tightly and pulling his face up to hers for a searing kiss. She began to undo his tie and he had turned to focus his attention on his weakness, her neck. She ground her hips against his slightly, causing him to groan against her skin just as there was a knock at the door.

"Daddy, can I come in?" Lexie called from out in the hall.

Blair quickly stood up and buttoned up her shirt because, knowing Lexie, she wouldn't wait for permission before entering.

Sure enough, just a moment later, the door opened and Lexie came in, "Oh, hi Mom, what are you doing in here?"

"I-,"

Noticing her parents' flustered appearance, Lexie tilted her head slightly and gave them a knowing look, "Were you having another discussion?"

Chuck saw his wife's horrified expression and he grinned, "Yes, Alexandra, married couples tend to do a lot of discussing."

"Chuck!" Blair scolded, hitting him on the shoulder which only caused him to chuckle a bit more.

Lexie walked further into the room and Chuck picked her up and sat her on the edge of his desk, "So what can I help you with, Princess?"

She began to play with the hem of her dress, "I asked Emily how Ed got the baby into her tummy and she didn't get to tell me 'cuz Ed made me leave and told me to ask you."

Chuck's brows rose, "Oh?"

"Uh-huh," Lexie nodded, "So how did he do it? How did the baby get inside Emily?"

"Well, uh-," Chuck paused and ran his hand through his hair, "They slept together and-"

"Chuck!" Blair yelled, hitting her husband again even harder.

Lexie missed her mother's anger because she was looking down, deep in thought, "So, babies come from sleeping in a bed with a boy?"

Chuck glanced at his wife triumphantly and answered, "Yes, so don't do it, okay?"

"Okay," Lexie agreed, "I don't want a baby in my tummy. Thanks, Daddy." She gave him a kiss before she hopped down from the desk and scampered out of the room.

Once she was gone Blair looked at her husband and shook her head slowly, "I can't believe you just told her that."

"Why?" Chuck asked, "It was a great answer, and it will keep her away from boys until she is at least a teenager."

"Or until she tells that pathetic story you just told her to Fredrick or one of the twins. Then she will know what really happens."

Chuck's smug expression disappeared, "They wouldn't."

Blair gave him a knowing look, "They are your children, what do you think they would do?"

He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, "Shit."

She laughed and took his head in her hands so she could kiss his forehead, "Don't worry, Bass, I'm sure she'll still turn out just fine."