A/N: Guess what is coming soon? Yes, that's right, the baby! Everyone get excited. Hahaha. But for now it is still summer time. Also, the last section of this chapter was inspired by Guardian Izz's wonderful suggestions. I hope it is satisfactory!

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It was a brisk September day, one of the first to show the early hints of autumn, when Blair was sitting at the bar in the Palace Hotel waiting for her husband of a little over a year to show up for dinner.

She was stirring her drink, fiddling with her cell phone when she felt someone sit down next to her. She looked up, ready to underhandedly demean whatever stock-broking yuppie had decided to try and hit on her. But she was startled when she recognized the man next to her with an open, friendly expression on his face.

"Hey, Blair; it's been awhile."

"Cameron," Blair managed to shake off her shock and crack a slight smile, "It is nice to see you."

"You too," He answered, "I don't think I've seen you since graduation. How have you been?"

"I'm well. How about you? Are you still playing rugby?"

Cameron laughed, "No, I am actually about to start my second year of medical school. What about you, Blair? What have you been up to since we left Columbia? Did anything ever happen with you and that guy you tried to make jealous with me during freshman year?"

"I married him." Blair stated simply with a slight shrug.

Cameron's brows lifted, "Oh really?"

She nodded, "Our wedding was right after graduation." Blair's eyes drifted towards the entrance to the bar and her face lit up as she saw the aforementioned husband walk in with their son in his arms, "Ah, speaking of the devil…"

Cameron turned just as Chuck reached them and he watched as Blair joyously reached for the baby saying "There is my favorite boy."

Chuck pouted, "What about me?"

Blair smirked at him suggestively, "I don't think anyone has called you merely a boy in years, don't you Bass?"

Chuck's expression matched hers as he conceded, "That's true."

They shared a quick but passionate kiss before Blair remembered Cameron's presence. She turned slightly and gestured towards him, "Chuck, I don't know if you remember Cameron…"

Chuck's eyes narrowed and he looked the other man up and down, "Ah, yes, Rugby, how are you?"

Cameron laughed again, "Is that really all everyone remembers me for?"

"That and your hideous knit sweaters," Chuck muttered, earning him an elbow in the side from his wife.

Cameron shook his head and chuckled before turning his attention back to Blair, "So you have a baby?" He asked, "Wow. That's unbelievable."

"Yes, it is," Blair said, placing her hands on her stomach, "We are actually expecting again." She told him, looking back at Chuck who was smirking proudly.

Cameron's eyes widened for a second and he had a look of understanding cross his face, "Well, that explains a lot."

Chuck's eyes narrowed and Blair's brow furrowed, "What do you mean?" She asked with a slight edge in her voice.

He shrugged, "Nothing, it just clears up why you got married so quickly after graduation."

Blair reeled back in shock as if she had been slapped. Her face then morphed in anger as she stepped forward and spat, "Obviously you don't read the New York papers. If you did you would know that our wedding was one of the biggest events the city has ever seen and could never have been thrown together as some 'quickie wedding.' It took over a year for us to plan it."

Cameron held up his hands and quickly backtracked, "I didn't mean to offend you."

Chuck opened his mouth to respond, but Blair put a hand on his arm to keep him quiet. She flashed Cameron a tight smile, "Of course not. We understand."

Her husband rolled his eyes and placed his hand on the small of her back, "As great as it has been catching up, we have a reservation to make."

He took the baby from her arms and began to lead her away from the bar but she paused and turned around once more. She smiled kindly at the other man, "It was nice to see you, Cameron."

He nodded back, "It was nice to see you too."

…

Emily was at the Eleanor Waldorf store looking through the racks of clothing while she waited for Ed and Chuck to arrive before she went up to the line's offices to meet with Blair. Emily's due date was a little over a month away and the four of them were meeting to discuss what their plans would be for immediately after the baby was born and for once Emily began attending classes at Columbia in the spring semester.

She was looking wistfully at yet another dress that she would not be fitting into for quite a while when she heard someone call out her name. She looked up and saw Abbey Nathanson walking towards her. Abbey had been a sophomore last year and one of her minions at Constance. She had always seemed nice and innocent and she had been loyal follower to Emily in high school, but Emily still grimaced when she saw her. She really hadn't wanted to run into anyone from school until after the baby had been born.

Abbey had been waving as she was approaching but her hand instantly dropped and her eyes widened when she saw Emily's protruding stomach.

Emily plastered on her fakest smile and tried to appear confident and unaffected, "Hi, Abbey," She said, "How are you doing?"

Abbey was staring at her stomach, but she quickly shook her head and met her eyes, "I-, I'm well. Uh, I-, um, how are you?"

"Good, good," Emily said, placing her hands on her stomach, "As you can tell, I'm pregnant."

"Yeah, uh, congratulations!" Abbey said nervously, "I-, I didn't know."

Emily shrugged, "Yes, well, no one really did."

Abbey's face suddenly brightened in realization, "Oh my god, that is why there were all those rumors at the end of the year about-" She suddenly clamped her mouth shut and blushed, not wanting to insult the former queen.

"What, about how fat I was getting?" Emily filled in for her, "Don't worry, I know all about that. And it is okay to say it, I was fat."

Abbey shook her head in disbelief, "I just-, I never would have thought you could be one of those girls."

Emily's eyes narrowed, "It wasn't exactly planned."

"No, no I'm sure it wasn't," Abbey agreed, trying hard not to anger the other girl, "So what are your plans for the fall? Are you still going to Columbia?"

"I'm taking the semester off. I'll begin attending in the spring." Emily said, but she was busy looking over Abbey's shoulder at the front door just as Ed and his father entered the store. Chuck immediately headed to the stairs to go up to the offices but Ed searched the showroom until his gaze met hers.

Abbey noticed her distraction and turned to see what she was looking at. When she saw Ed she spun back around and her eyes widened once again, "Oh my god. It all makes sense."

"What?" Emily asked, her eyes snapping back to the girl in front of her.

"That's why you moved back and why you moved in with his family. Ed is the father, isn't he?"

Emily sighed, "Yes, he is." She looked up again and saw that Ed had gotten caught talking to one of his mother's employees. She focused once more on Abbey, hoping to get rid of her before Ed came over and potentially caused a scene, "So why don't you just take your picture so you can send it to everyone and they can all know too."

Abbey looked shocked before she shook her head, "I don't want a picture."

"You don't?" Emily asked suspiciously.

"No, I mean, obviously you kept it secret to avoid the embarrassment and I wouldn't want to ruin that. I don't want to destroy your reputation."

"Why not? It would do wonders for your social standing."

Abbey shrugged, "Maybe, but I don't really have any desire to be queen or move up in the ranks. I like being on the outskirts of the group. It keeps me protected from mean girl torture without drawing too much attention to me. Plus, I always liked you. You were a way better queen than Chloe ever was. Your return was the best thing that could have happened last year."

"Really?" Emily looked almost embarrassed, "Thanks Abbey. I really appreciate you keeping this to yourself."

She grinned, "Oh, don't mention it, Em. You were always nice to me, even when I was a little freshman. It's the least I can do."

At that moment Ed reached them and snaked his arm around Emily's waist, "Hello, Love," He said, kissing the side of her head, "And hello, Nathanson, how are you?"

"I'm well," She said, looking down and becoming extremely bashful, "I-, I was actually just leaving. I have to get back to shopping."

"It was great to see you, Abbey," Emily said kindly.

"Yes, it was," Ed agreed, "And before you go, why don't you take another look around the store and see if you can find anything you like. It will be on me."

"What!" Abbey didn't know what to say, "I-, uh, you-, you don't have to do that."

"Of course I don't. But a friend of Emily's is a friend of mine." Ed grinned charmingly before he took Emily's hand and began to lead her away, "Take your time," He called to Abbey, "And I hope you find something."

Emily rolled her eyes as they walked towards the stairs, "You are ridiculous," she said, "She already said she wasn't going to tell anyone. You didn't have to bribe her."

Ed shrugged, "A little reassurance never hurt."

"Absolutely ridiculous," She repeated as she rolled her eyes once again even as a smile broke out on her face.

…

Upstairs, when Chuck had arrived he had been informed that Blair was in a meeting. He told the secretary that he would just wait for her and proceeded to walk towards her office. He was almost too the door when he looked into the window and saw Blair with another man. This man had his hands on her face and she was laughing at whatever he had just said.

Chuck immediately saw red and stormed up to the door. He threw it open and grabbed the man's shoulder, pulling him away from Blair, "What the fuck do you think you are doing? Get your filthy hands off of my wife."

"I-," the man began, but Chuck didn't let him continue. Instead he grabbed him by the collar and pushed him up against the wall.

"Do you know who I am?" He hissed into the man's face, "Do you know what I could do to you?"

"Chuck, let him go!" Blair grabbed onto his arm and tugged until he released his hold, "He didn't do anything!" She turned to the other man and placed her hand on his arm, "I am so sorry, are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine." He said, "But I think I'm just going to go. I'll call you next week to finalize the details of our deal."

"Okay, that sounds good. Again, I really am sorry." The man left and Blair turned to her husband with a furious glare, "What the hell is your problem?"

"My problem? You were the one in here getting cozy with another man!"

Blair just stared at him for a moment, unable to comprehend what had just happened. They had been married for well over twenty years and he still felt the need to go into these jealous rages. "I can't believe you," she said, "He is gay. If you had taken two seconds to actually assess the situation you would have been able to realize that."

"Then why was he caressing your face?"

"He was doing no such thing," She said easily but her eyes drifted away from his and towards the floor.

Chuck stepped closer to her and placed a hand on her chin to lift her gaze to his, "Then what was going on, Blair?"

Blair huffed and walked over to her desk so she could busy herself straightening out the papers piled there, "He was giving me some tips for my upcoming botox appointment."

"Your what?" He growled.

She looked up at him and tried to appear indifferent, "Oh, I didn't tell you? I scheduled an appointment with the doctor to get a few injections. It's no big deal, really."

"No big deal? Of course it is. It's a huge deal!" His face was turning red with anger and Blair could have sworn smoke was coming out of his ears, "No, there is no way you are doing this. I won't allow it."

Blair placed her hands on her hips, "Well, I'm sorry to burst your bubble, Bass, but you can't stop me."

Chuck's jaw as clenched and he took a deep breath to try and calm himself, "Blair, you don't need any sort of plastic surgery. You're perfect as you are."

"Come on, Chuck, I am about to become a grandmother. Look at these wrinkles. I'm far from perfect, and those surgeries would be for your benefit as well as mine."

"I don't want them." He said as he stepped forward and placed his hands on her hips, "It is not worth it to me. Surgery means risks and risks means there is a possibility I could lose you and nothing is worth that." He shook his head, "No, I love you just like this. I don't need you to get some procedures so you can look like a plastic statue."

Blair was still hesitant, but her defenses were falling, "You say that now…"

"And I won't change my mind." He pressed his forehead to hers, "I love you, Blair, and nothing will ever change that. You are mine. And I hate sharing what is mine."

She sighed in exasperation but she couldn't hide the smile on her face, "I told you, he was gay."

"Regardless, I didn't like seeing him with his hands on you."

She rolled her eyes, "You are a possessive pig."

"And you love it." He finished for her.

"I do," She pressed her lips to his in a quick kiss, "Now come on, enough of this foolishness. Edward and Emily are waiting for us."