Sorry if some of the medical details in this chapter are wrong. I'm not a doctor, I'm simply relying on Google for the information so sorry if it's incorrect in any way. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Blair, Eleanor and Serena all looked to the door as Chuck and Dr Roberts entered the room. "That was fast," Serena commented in surprise. "Why don't we go wait in the waiting room?" she said to Eleanor, who nodded. Eleanor patted her daughter's hand and gave her a reassuring smile, before she and Serena left the room.
"What's going on?" Blair asked the doctor, as Chuck came over to her bed, grabbing her hand for support.
"Well first of all, I just want to assure you that the baby is fine," Doctor Roberts told them.
Chuck relaxed and Blair brought her hand to her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh thank God," she said.
Doctor Roberts took a deep breath before beginning, "But we did find something a bit unusual in the results of your blood test." Chuck and Blair looked at each other worriedly.
"There's a hormone in the body called hCG that rises rapidly during pregnancy," she started. "This is completely normal, but in Blair's case the level of the hormone is slightly higher than it should be."
Blair spoke up, "What does that mean?"
"Well, hCG is the hormone that causes nausea and vomiting in pregnancy, which is why you've been experiencing frequent morning sickness," she told them. The doctor paused for a moment, "Some women have high levels of hCG for no real reason, but there is something else that can cause it."
"What's that?" Chuck asked.
"It's possible that Blair could be carrying multiple babies," Dr Roberts said gently.
"Multiple babies," he repeated.
"Like twins?" Blair gasped.
She nodded, "It is possible considering you haven't had an ultrasound since you were 7 weeks pregnant. It can often be difficult to see the second baby early on in a pregnancy. But like I said, it could be nothing. I'll have to do an ultrasound to be sure."
Chuck and Blair looked at each other, trying to process the information they had just received. "So we could be having twins?" she asked, looking completely terrified.
"Yes," Dr Roberts replied as a nurse wheeled in an ultrasound machine.
"Oh my God," Chuck commented, looking down at Blair worriedly.
The doctor smiled as she got the ultrasound machine ready, "There's no need to panic yet, it's just a possibility."
"What about my morning sickness? Will it affect the baby?" Blair asked, before adding, "Or babies?"
She looked up at the couple, "It or they may be a little smaller than they should be at the moment, but since we recognised your condition early we can treat it with medication and the baby should be fine." The doctor got Blair to lfit her hospital gown and began to squeeze gel on her stomach. "From what I've heard you were very lucky Blair. You could have easily fallen down the stairs when you passed out and lost the baby." She turned on the machine.
Blair shivered, because of the coldness of the gel and at the thought that she could of easily lost the baby. She and Chuck looked over at the screen where the image was slowly appearing. The both breathed a sigh of relief when they could only see one baby. "There's only one there, right?" Chuck asked, looking for confirmation from the doctor.
She nodded, "Yes, so that wasn't the reason after all."
"Thank God," Blair and Chuck replied in unison.
Dr Roberts chuckled, "Two babies would have been a lot to handle."
"Tell me about it," he nodded, turning back to look at the image of their ONE baby on the screen with a small smile. There was no doubt in his mind that he loved the baby, but he was greatful that there was only one of them in there.
"Does it look okay?" Blair asked. Even though Doctor Roberts had said that the baby was fine, she was worried about how her morning sickness had effected it.
The doctor measured the length of the baby by clicking around on the screen, "It is a little small for 15 weeks," she said, causing Blair to start to panic a little, "But that's okay, it's not small enough to worry about." She moved the instrument over Blair's stomach to get a better look at the baby, "Here you can see the baby's hands."
Blair smiled excitedly, squeezing Chuck's hand. "Look at its little fingers Chuck," she said, feeling tears start to form in her eyes.
"Are there ten of them?" he asked, only half-joking.
Doctor Roberts nodded with a smile, "Yes, its got ten little fingers." She moved the instrument over Blair's stomach again, "And here are its legs and feet, with ten toes," she added for Chuck's benefit.
Blair giggled. "Satisified Bass?" she asked him teasingly.
"As a matter of fact, I am," he nodded. "What about its brain? How does that look?" he asked the doctor.
"I'm getting to that," Dr Roberts replied in amusement. She was used to overly concerned fathers, but they never ceased to amuse her.
"Patience Chuck," Blair added with a grin. "Just relax." Now that it was confirmed that the baby was okay, she was very happy.
"I'll try," he replied, trying not to worry so much and just enjoy the experience.
Once it was confirmed that all parts of the baby looked okay, Doctor Roberts turned to Blair and Chuck with a smile, "I'm not really supposed to do this, but it is Christmas and you've had a stressful day." She paused. "Would you like to know the sex of the baby?"
"Isn't it too early Doctor?" Blair asked. The baby books she had read told her that people usually find out the sex of their babies at around 20 weeks.
"Usually we don't like to tell people until at least 18 weeks," she started, "but the baby's in a good position and the gender is pretty obvious to me so I might as well tell you. If you want to know of course."
Chuck and Blair looked at each other, then he looked back to the doctor, "Oh definitely. We've been debating about this for the last 2 months."
"It's been killing us, not knowing," she added.
Dr Roberts smiled, "Well, you'll be happy to know that you're having a baby boy."
Chuck looked at the doctor in surprise. "You were right," Blair said to him with a smile. She didn't really mind whether the baby was a boy or girl, she would have been happy either way.
"It's a boy?" he asked in disbelief. Even though he had been telling everyone that he thought the baby was a boy for months, Chuck didn't think he would actually be right about it. He truly thought the baby was going to end up being a girl. "We're having a boy?" he repeated again, a huge smile appearing on his face.
"Yes Chuck!" Blair laughed. "You're going to have the son you wanted."
"We're going to have a son," he said to himself.
"We've already established that," Blair teased, kissing him on the cheek.
"Now Blair," the doctor began as she turned off the ultrasound machine and wiped the gel off Blair's stomach. "I'm going to prescribe you some tablets to help you with your morning sickness. You were a little dehydrated when you came in, so we had to put you on an IV. Your condition has improved so we'll be able to remove it shortly."
"When can I go home?" she asked, anxious to be back in her own bed.
"I want to keep you here for tonight, just as a precaution," Doctor Roberts told her, to which Blair sighed in annoyance. She hated hospitals. "If all goes well tonight, you'll be able to go home in the morning." A nurse came back into the room and wheeled the ultrasound machine away. "We'll start you on your medication tonight. Make sure you drink lots of water and get a good night's sleep."
"Thank you Doctor," Chuck nodded, shaking her hand greatfully.
"Yes, thank you so much," Blair added.
"My pleasure," she smiled, patting Blair on the shoulder. "I'll be back to check on you in the morning." And with that, she left the room, leaving Blair and Chuck alone.
He knelt down beside the bed and kissed her, "I love you."
"I love you too," she replied as she wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.
"You should have told me that the morning sickness was getting bad," Chuck said, pulling back from her so he was looking into her eyes. "I asked you so many times if you were okay and you told me you were fine. Why did you lie to me?"
"I didn't want to worry you," Blair told him. "I know that me being pregnant is really freaking you out because of what happened to your mother-"
He cut her off, "So you didn't tell me because you thought I couldn't handle it?" he asked her, already starting to beat himself up about this. Chuck knew that he was supposed to be strong for her throughout the pregnancy, she shouldn't have to keep these things from him.
"I'm sorry," she told him, leaning forward so her forehead rested against his. "I've just been so worried about you."
Chuck kissed her gently, before replying, "Well you won't have to be anymore. You deserve a man that's going to be strong and support you, which is what I'm going to be from now on."
"You already are," Blair whispered, resting her hand on his cheek. "It's okay to be afraid Chuck. It doesn't make you any less of a man," she told him sincerely, shaking her head gently.
Someone cleared their throat and they looked up to find Harold, Eleanor, Lily, Serena and Nate standing in the doorway. Eric, Roman and Cyrus were still in the waiting room. "Well?" Eleanor questioned them as they all walked into the hospital room.
"Everything's fine," Blair smiled, "The baby's fine."
"He is fine," Chuck added proudly, standing up from his kneeling position on the floor.
"He?" Lily repeated.
Blair nodded, "It's a boy!"
"That's so great!" Serena exclaimed, rushing over to hug her friend.
"Congratulations man," Nate said to Chuck, shaking his hand with a smile. The congratulations continued all round.
Blair looked at her mother sympathetically, "Sorry Mom, I know you wanted a granddaughter."
"Don't be ridiculous," Eleanor shook her head, squeezing Blair hand gently. "All I care about is that my grandchild is happy and healthy, I wouldn't mind having a grandson," she smiled. "And besides, you're young, you have plenty of time to give me a granddaughter."
She rolled her eyes, "Thanks Mom."
Eleanor turned to Chuck who was hugging Lily, "What's the matter Charles? Why aren't you rubbing in the fact that you were right and I was wrong?"
He turned to her, "I just haven't had the chance yet."
She sighed, "Go on, I'm ready for it."
To Eleanor's surprise, Chuck just hugged her briefly, "Congratulations Grandma."
Her mouth dropped open in shock as Chuck and Blair exchanged an amused look. Eleanor turned her head to look at her daughter, "Did you just hear what your fiancée just called me Blair?"
"I did," she nodded, then added with a smirk, "Grandma."
Everyone couldn't help but laugh at the horrified look on Eleanor's face. "Don't worry Eleanor," Lily began, patting the woman on the back, "You don't look a day over 40."
Later that night, Blair had changed into the pajamas Chuck had sent Serena to get earlier, and was ready to go to sleep. It had been such a long, stressful day. "Can I get you anything else?" Chuck asked, pulling the blanket up over her. He had been extremely attentive over the last few hours, catering to Blair's every need.
She shook her head, as Harold appeared in the doorway, knocking gently. "Daddy, what are you doing here?" Blair asked softly.
"I won't stay long, I just wanted to say goodbye before Roman and I have to fly back to France in the morning," he told her, walking over to the bed and kissing her on the head.
"I might go see if I can get another blanket for Blair," Chuck said, making up an excuse to leave them alone. He left the room quickly.
She sighed, "Do you really have to go Daddy?"
"France is my home Blair," he said calmly.
"New York is your home," she argued gently.
Harold shook his head, "It used to be, but not anymore."
"I need you here," Blair told him. "Your grandson needs you here."
"You don't need me honey, you're all grown up now," he replied. "And as for my grandson, I have no doubt that you and Chuck will do a great job raising him."
"I know we will, but he needs some interaction with his grandpa."
"I'll come to visit as often as I can," Harold promised.
Blair sighed again, knowing there was no use arguing, her father had made up his mind, "Okay Daddy, I understand."
"You understand what?"
"That you need to stay in France with Roman," she explained. "Your life is there now, I just have to learn to accept that."
He smiled, "Part of my life is still here with you, Blair. Just because I'm in France, doesn't mean I'm not still your father."
"I know," she nodded, extending her arms out in front of her for a hug.
Harold accepted the hug happily, then kissed his daughter on the cheek, "I love you Blair-bear."
"I love you too," Blair replied. "Have a safe trip home."
"I will," he said. "I'll try to come back to visit you before the baby's born."
"Okay, bye Daddy," she said sadly.
"Goodbye Blair," Harold said, giving her one last smile, before leaving the room, shaking Chuck's hand on the way out. He had been waiting in the corridor for Blair and Harold to finish their conversation.
Chuck slowly walked back into the room, "Are you alright?"
She nodded, moving over slighting and patting the bed beside her, "Come here." Unable to refuse her anything, Chuck kicked off his shoes and laid down beside her on the hospital bed, wrapping his arm around her stomach. "Chuck," she said softly.
"Hmmm?" he murmered.
"Promise me you'll never leave me for another man," Blair said. "Please don't put our child through that."
Chuck was taken by surprise at first, then chuckled softly, "I promise you, there is absolutely no chance of that ever happening." He lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "I'm far too attracted to my lovely fiancée."
She smiled, "I'm going to hold you to that."
"You do that," he replied. He kissed her shoulder and she sighed contently, allowing her eyes to close. Chuck ran his hand across Blair's stomach, imagining his son lying in there comfortably. Even after knowing about the pregnancy for months, he still couldn't believe that he had put that little baby in there. Despite the fact that faulty birth control had played a crucial part in their son's conception, Chuck knew that the tiny foetus was a product of his and Blair's love for one another. He wondered what their little boy would look like, what his personality would be like. Would he take after himself or Blair?
Then suddenly, there it was. A thump. A tiny thump against Chuck's hand from inside Blair's womb.
Blair's eyes shot open immediately, "Did you feel that?" she asked, looking down at her stomach in surprise.
He nodded, equally as shocked, "He kicked, the baby just kicked."
"I've never felt that before," she said in amazement, wanting to feel the baby kick again. "It was so weird."
"It felt weird from the outside, I can't imagine what it feels like from the inside," Chuck commented.
Blair smiled, "Well there's no doubt about it Chuck, this baby is well on his way."
"Are you nervous?"
"Are you kidding?" she retorted. "I think I sped past nervous and went straight to terrified."
"We're going to be fine," he replied confidently.
She sighed, "I hope so. This kid deserves the best parents in the world, that's a lot to live up to."
"We can do it Waldorf," Chuck said convincingly. "You know as well as I do what we can do when we work together."
"That may apply to scheming and social destruction," she started, "but parenting is a different thing all together."
"I'm up for the challenge."
"Good, 'cos it's too late to back out now," Blair said, resting her hand on top of Chuck's hand, that was resting on her stomach. "I can't do this without you," she said, turning her head slightly so she was looking at him.
He leant down and kissed her, "You'll never have to, I promise you that Blair."
So it's a boy! And before anyone says anything, it is possible to find out the sex of a baby at 15 weeks. I know people who have. Reviews would be appreciated :)