This chapter is really long. It probably could have been two chapters but it was all written so I thought that I might as well upload it as one chapter. Please leave your reviews, I love to hear from you all :)
Chuck cradled his son in his arms and Blair looked on from her hospital bed. "I still can't believe that he's ours," he remarked.
She smiled, "I know, it's crazy isn't it?"
"Very," he replied, allowing the baby to grab onto his finger. "His hands are so little."
"Well that's one thing he gets from me," she replied. "He may have gotten your giant head, but he was spared your giant hands."
"You're the most petite person I've ever met, of course my hands are going to be bigger than yours," he argued. "In fact, how you got this baby out of you I'll never understand."
Blair shuddered, "I don't even want to think about it. It was the most painful thing I've ever experienced."
"But you did it," Chuck replied. "I'm so proud of you."
"Thank you," she smiled. "I'm proud of us too. It takes skill to make a perfect little baby like that."
"We did a good job, didn't we?" She nodded. "Here," he said, carefully placing the baby in her arms. "I'd better go tell everyone that he's here. They're probably getting a little anxious."
"Good idea," she nodded, smiling down at Alexander.
"Be prepared for the onslaught of friends and family members shortly," he warned her.
"I'll have a security guard on stand-by," Blair retorted jokingly.
"I love you," Chuck said, kissing her before leaning down to kiss his son on the forehead. "Both of you."
"We love you too," she replied. As he left the room, she turned her attention back to the baby.
As soon as Chuck stepped into the waiting room, he was immediately bombarded with a crowd of people. "Is he here?" Serena asked, jumping up and down excitedly.
"How's Blair?" Lily enquired with a large smile. Rufus, Eric, Nate and Dorota were behind her and Cyrus, Dan, Jenny and Vanessa were behind them.
Eleanor pushed past the two blondes so that she was directly in front of him, "Can we see them?"
"Why don't we all back up a little?" Rufus said, gesturing for everyone to step back. "Let Chuck talk." They all took a small step back.
"Well?" Eleanor asked impatiently.
He grinned, "Alexander Charles Bass is here and he's completely healthy."
They breathed sighs of relief and one by one, Lily, Eleanor, Serena and Dorota all hugged him excitedly. "How is Miss Blair?" Dorota asked, finally letting him go.
"She's great," Chuck responded. "She's exhausted but she's great."
"Can we see her?" Serena asked, anxious to see her friend and meet her godson.
He nodded, "Yes but only a couple of you at a time."
Eleanor immediately stepped forward, "Cyrus and I are going in first."
"But-" Serena started to protest.
"Okay Eleanor," Lily cut her daughter off. "It's only fair Serena, this is her grandchild."
"But he's my godson," she argued.
"You and Nate can come in next," Chuck promised her.
"Okay," she gave in, pulling him into another hug. "Congratulations Chuck."
"Are you alright? You've never hugged me this much in your life," he pointed out as she let go of him.
"I'm sorry," Serena sobbed with a smile. "I'm just so happy. I love his name by the way." He smiled back.
"Come on Charles, show us the way," Eleanor interrupted impatiently.
He had to stop himself from rolling his eyes, "Alright, follow me." He then proceeded to lead her and Cyrus to Blair's room.
Eleanor gasped when she entered the room and saw her daughter sitting with a baby in her arms. "Oh Blair," she breathed, hurrying over to the bed with a sob.
"Hi Mom," she smiled, looking down at her son proudly. "What do you think?"
She sobbed again, leaning over to kiss her on the cheek, "He's just...beautiful."
Cyrus and Chuck entered the room a moment later. Cyrus also looked on in amazement as they approached Blair's hospital bed. "Look at you," he commented. "You definitely look like a mother."
"Thank you Cyrus," Blair replied. She really was greatful for that comment, it meant a lot to her. "Do you want to hold him Mom?"
She nodded, "Of course I do." She leaned over and Blair carefully passed the baby to her. Eleanor looked down at her grandson in adoration. "You're the most perfect little creature I ever did see. Yes you are, yes you are," she cooed.
Blair chuckled from her hospital bed, "So I'm assuming that you like him?"
She looked up at her daughter, "Like him? I never want to let him go. Ever."
"That's going to be a problem when he starts school," Chuck commented.
"So, Alexander Charles Bass," Cyrus said, looking down at the baby in amusement. "That's a very big name for such a little person."
"We'll probably end up calling him Alex most of the time," Blair replied.
"It's unbelievable how much he looks like you Chuck," Eleanor commented, looking from him to the baby.
"I think I gave birth to Chuck's clone," Blair added.
He chuckled, "Well we've figured out that he has Blair's eyes and hands."
"How can you possibly tell that he has your hands?" Eleanor asked, examining the baby's tiny hand.
"Well their little like mine, have you seen his hands? They're huge," Blair commented, gesturing towards Chuck.
"Well of course he has small hands, he's half an hour old," she laughed.
She turned a little red in embarrassment, "That's true." She paused, "But I'm still claiming that he had my hands. I've got to have something here."
"Can I have a turn?" Cyrus asked Eleanor.
She frowned at him, "No," before looking back down at her grandson with a smile. Blair just chuckled, happy that her mother seemed to be entirely smitten by her grandson.
"He's amazing you guys," Serena commented as held Alexander in her arms.
"Well he came from the two of us, did you expect anything less?" Chuck smirked. Blair nodded in agreement.
"And he has the most humble parents," Nate added teasingly. "He's going to be the most grounded kid ever."
"Don't worry sweetheart," Blair said, leaning over to look at her son. "Uncle Nate is just jealous of our perfect genes."
"He is so cute," Serena gushed with a sob. "I can't believe you guys have a baby."
"Oh sweetie don't cry," she replied, feeling tears come into her eyes. "You're going to make me start crying again." Her friend chuckled. "You'll probably make Chuck start crying again too."
Nate looked at his friend in amusement, "Man, you cried?"
"I didn't cry," he replied defensively.
"You did too," Blair insisted. "You cried when he was born, I saw you."
Chuck sighed, "I may have shed one tear but I did not cry."
"That counts as crying," Nate told him.
Serena chuckled, glancing over at her boyfriend, "Do you want to hold him Nate?"
"I don't know," he replied reluctantly. "I've never held a baby before."
"You'll be fine," Blair told him. "Just remember to support his head."
Nate nodded worriedly as Serena passed the infant to him. He relaxed after a moment, "This isn't so bad."
"His head Nate," Blair pointed out nervously. "Support his head."
"I'm supporting his head."
"No you're not," Chuck chimed in. "Put your hand behind his head." He shifted the baby in his arms awkwardly. "No, not like that," he sighed. He held out his arms, "Just give him to me."
Lily smiled at the baby in her arms, "Look, he's opening his eyes."
"He is?" Chuck asked, standing up from his spot at the end of Blair's bed to look at his son.
She turned the baby towards Chuck, "Can you see your Daddy?"
He smiled, stroking Alexander's head, "Hey buddy."
"I like his name," Rufus told Blair.
"Thank you," she smiled.
"How did you come up with the name Alexander?" he asked curiously.
"Did you get it from the baby names book I gave you?" Lily asked.
"Surprisingly no," Blair replied. "It's kind of a long story." She and Chuck exchanged a knowing look.
"What's the short version?" Rufus asked in amusement.
"Well basically," Chuck started, "He was named after a security guard at a karaoke bar."
Lily and Rufus exchanged confused looks. "I told you it's a long story," Blair said with a chuckle.
"Okay, I'm not even going to ask," Lily said, looking back down at the baby. "How are you feeling Blair?"
"Tired," she replied honestly.
"Try to get some sleep once we all get out of here," she told her. "You're going to need your energy for when you take this little guy home."
"Are the first few weeks as bad as people say they are?" Chuck asked worriedly.
Lily paused for a moment. "I don't mean to scare you," she started, "But after two weeks with Serena, I was practically begging my mother to come over and help us until we could find a nanny." Blair and Chuck looked at each other nervously.
"He's cute," Dan nodded at the baby in Vanessa's arms in approval.
"He's adorable," Vanessa added.
"He looks exactly like you Chuck," Jenny commented. "Which quite frankly scares the hell out of me."
"If he ends up being anything like you were as a teenager, I feel sorry for the entire female adolescent population," Dan chuckled.
Blair and Chuck exchanged unamused looks. "Maybe you should let Eric hold him," Blair suggested, not entirely comfortable with the fact that Vanessa was holding her newborn son.
"Really?" Eric asked.
"He is your nephew after all," Chuck pointed out, as Vanessa carefully handed Alexander to Eric.
"Adoptive nephew technically," he replied, glancing down at the baby nervously.
"As far as we're concerned, you'll always be his Uncle Eric," Blair told him with a smile. He smiled proudly.
"Does that mean that we're Uncle Dan and Aunt Vanessa?" Dan asked.
"And I'm Aunt Jenny?" she added.
Blair and Chuck looked at each other and she sighed, "I guess so." She leaned over and whispered to Chuck, "It's not like he'll be seeing them that often anyway." He smirked at her.
At that moment, the baby woke up and started crying. Eric glanced up at Blair nervously, "What do I do?"
"Just rock him a little," she told him.
"Oh, okay," he stuttered, rocking Alexander gently. He eventually quieted down and began to look around the room curiously.
Jenny grinned, "You did it."
"You're a natural," Dan added.
"So I guess we know who's going to be baby-sitting," Chuck teased with a wink. Eric looked a little worried.
Dorota gasped as Blair handed Alexander to her. She smiled at the baby, whispering something to him in Polish. "He is beautiful," she told them.
"What did you say to him?" Chuck asked curiously.
"Just old Polish saying," she explained. "It's meant to make baby have long, happy life."
"Oh," he remarked.
Blair smiled, "Well thank you Dorota."
"You know, I've been waiting for you two to have babies for long time," Dorota commented, cooing at the baby that was asleep in her arms.
"You have?" she replied in amusement.
She nodded, "Ever since you first become couple."
"Sorry to keep you waiting," Chuck replied with a chuckle.
"Sorry that Vanya is not here, he is at home with Anastasia," she told them apologetically.
"That's okay," Blair replied. "But bring them over one day, I want them to meet Alexander." Dorota nodded. "Maybe one day, you and Anastasia can come feed the ducks at the park with Alexander and I."
"Of course Miss Blair," she smiled.
"Alone at last," Blair sighed, leaning back on her pillow with a yawn.
Chuck glanced down at his son in his little bed beside her, "You should get some rest. You've had a long night."
"It's hard to go to sleep at 10 in the morning," she replied.
Both of their phones suddenly went off at the same time and they groaned. It could only be Gossip Girl. Blair and Chuck both grabbed their cellphones and read the message:
It's a boy! I'm pleased to announce the arrival of the new little Prince of the Upper East Side. My sources tell me that Chuck Bass and Blair Waldorf welcomed their little 'bundle of joy' into the world just a few hours ago. Rumor has it that they've named him Alexander Charles Bass. Sounds like a name fit for a Bass heir. I'll keep you posted, xoxo Gossip Girl.
"Well that wasn't as bad as I expected," Chuck commented, putting his phone back into his pocket.
"It was actually kind of nice," Blair replied in surprise, setting her phone down on her bedside table with a yawn. "In comparison to her usual blasts I mean."
"You're exhausted, go to sleep," he told her, reaching over to pick up Alexander. "Alex and I are going to go for a little walk so you can rest. We're going to do some father-son bonding."
She nodded sleepily, "Okay, have fun." Blair shifted in her bed, trying to get comfortable as he carefully strolled out of the room with the baby. They walked through the maternity ward of the hospital for a few minutes before Chuck found a place to sit near the nursery. He looked down at his son and watched him sleep for a moment until a voice caught his attention.
"I hear congratulations are in order," Jack said as he approached his nephew.
Chuck instinctively brought Alexander closer to him protectively, "What are you doing here Jack?"
"I just came to see the new addition," he replied, peering at the baby curiously. "Would you look at that? He looks just like you." He smirked, "Let's just hope he's not a big screw-up like his daddy."
He glared at his uncle angrily. "You'd better leave right now or I'm calling security."
"And you think they're going to do anything?" Jack chuckled tauntingly. "Bart donated a lot of money to this hospital, I doubt they would kick his own brother out."
"Get out," Chuck warned him, trying not to raise his voice.
He began to back up, "Alright, alright, no need to get all worked up." He stopped abruptly, "But just a piece of advice; enjoy your so-called perfect life now because once I'm done with you, there's going to be nothing left."
"You don't scare me Jack," he told him, standing up from his seat. "I'm perfectly capable of protecting my family from you."
Jack shrugged, "We'll see about that." He nodded at him with a smirk, "Have a good day now little nephew." And with that, he turned and made his way down the hallway.
Chuck clenched his jaw angrily, but his face softened when he looked down at his son. For Alexander's sake, as well as Blair's and his own, he was not going to let Jack ruin their lives.
Meanwhile, just after Chuck left the room, Blair heard a knock on the door. She looked up to find Nate standing in the doorway "Nate," she addressed him in surprise. "What are you doing here? I thought you and Serena left."
"We did, but I came back to see you," he explained, walking over to her slowly. "I felt kind of bad for not holding the baby properly before so I came to apologize."
She looked at him in confusion, "That's okay..." Nate nodded in reply, giving her a small smile. There was an awkward silence before Blair spoke up again, "Is there anything else you want to say to me?"
He shook his head, "No, why would there be?"
She shrugged, "Well I doubt that you came back here just to apologize for not holding the baby the right way." There was another awkward silence between them. "Chuck told me that you said something to him," she confessed. "And he was acting weird about it so I'm assuming it was about me."
"He told you?" Nate sighed, running his hand through his hair nervously.
Blair nodded, "What did you say to him?"
"It was nothing."
"It was obviously something or you wouldn't be standing in front of me right now," she protested.
"I was just thinking about you and me, that's all," he told her reluctantly.
She peered at him curiously, "What about you and me?"
He paused, clearing his throat, "Just how if we hadn't broken up, it could of been our baby that you had today."
Blair groaned, she really wasn't in the mood for this. She shut her eyes for a moment, before opening them and looking back at him, "You can't do this to me Nate. I just had a baby with your best friend."
"I know," Nate nodded. "But I just can't stop thinking about it. I don't know what's wrong with me."
She shook her head, "You're probably just tired, you're not thinking clearly. You love Serena, remember that."
"I do love Serena," he confirmed, kneeling down beside her hospital bed, "But I'll always love you too Blair." He looked at her sincerely. She was completely speechless. "And just so you know, I made the biggest mistake of my life when I let you go." Blair stared at him in surprise until someone cleared their throat from the doorway.
They both looked up to find Chuck standing in the doorway, holding the baby. "Nathaniel," he grumbled angrily, walking into the room. He set Alexander down in his bed before glaring at his friend, clenching his fists.
Nate gulped, standing up from the floor, "This is not what it looks like."
"So you weren't just declaring your love for my fiancée and the mother of my child?" he asked, emphasizing the word 'my' each time he said it. He knew that he was being possessive but he didn't care.
"Chuck," Blair said, trying to reason with him. "Don't worry about it, Nate was just leaving anyway." She shot Nate a glare. How dare he do this to her? Especially today of all days.
He nodded, stepping around Chuck cautiously to get to the door. "I'm sorry," he offered as he stopped in front of the door.
"Just go Nate," he snapped bitterly, stepping towards Blair and grabbing her hand possessively. Nate quickly left the room and Chuck turned back to Blair, "I don't believe this."
"Hey," she smiled, bringing her hand up to touch his cheek. "You have nothing to worry about. Despite what Nate feels, I love you, not him."
Chuck nodded, leaning down to pull her into a hug. "I'm sorry," he murmured. "I'm just not in the best mood right now."
"Why? What happened?" Blair asked, starting to get a little worried.
He pulled back from the hug and told her, "I just saw Jack in the hallway."
She looked at him for a moment before letting out a sigh, "Great. What does he want?"
"The usual of course, to ruin my life," Chuck replied, managing a small smile.
"Well it doesn't matter what he tries to do. We're always going to have each other, he can't take that away."
"Jack has a way of manipulating people Blair," he started. "We don't know what he's going to do-"
"No," Blair interrupted strongly. "We're never going to let him come between us Chuck. It's always going to be you and me okay?" She realized how corny she sounded, but she didn't care. Chuck still looked skeptical. "Okay?" she asked him again.
"Okay," he smiled, sitting down beside her on her bed. She shifted over to give him some room and he wheeled the baby's bed closer to Blair's bed. "It's going be you, me and this little guy." She nodded, leaning her head on his shoulder with a yawn. Chuck put his arm around her and kissed her on the head, before looking down to watch their son sleep.
Two days later, Blair and Chuck were allowed to take the baby home. He arrived at the hospital at around 9am, eager to finally bring Blair and Alexander home. "Hey," he greeted her as he entered the hospital room.
Blair was fully dressed and standing next to the hospital bed, dressing Alexander, who was laying on the bed kicking his legs. She looked up at him with a smile, "Look Alex, Daddy's here."
Chuck smiled at his son, before giving Blair a quick kiss, "How are you?"
"I'm excited to go home," she replied, picking up a pair of tiny blue pants. She then proceed to put the pants on Alexander. "You know, I think I'm getting the hang of this."
He looked on in surprise as she managed to put the pants on the baby rather quickly. "Well you look like a pro," he commented, reaching over to pick up his now fully dressed son.
"Wait, I'm not done," Blair protested, holding up a little white hat. "I need to put on his hat and booties. I don't want him to get cold."
"It's like 80 degrees out there," Chuck pointed out, holding Alexander to his chest while she put the hat on him.
"Which is warm for us but he's a newborn, he's not used to being outside," she told him, picking up the booties from the bed. "He could get sick."
"Okay Blair," he nodded, kissing his son on the head. He knew that there was no point in arguing with her. As she put the booties on their son, Chuck smiled as Alex looked up at him with big brown eyes. "I know buddy, your Mom's a little crazy isn't she?"
Blair glared at him, giving him a playful poke in the shoulder, "Don't start telling him bad things about me." She picked up a baby blanket, unfolded it and laid it down on the bed.
"I wouldn't dream of it," he replied. "He'll only be hearing good things from me."
"Good," she responded with a satisfied nod, taking the baby from him and setting him down on top of the blanket. She wrapped him up in the blanket, before picking him up once more. She looked to Chuck, "We're ready."
"Is everything packed?" he asked, glancing around the room to make sure.
Blair nodded, rocking the baby in her arms, "You packed the majority of it yesterday and I did the rest this morning."
"So are you ready to enter the real world of parenthood?" Chuck asked her, picking up Blair's two bags with one hand and the diaper bag with the other.
As they made their way out of the room and approached the nurses' station she replied, "Well it's a little late to back out now."
He gave her a quick smile, before turning to the nurse, "I'm here to sign discharge papers for Blair Waldorf."
"Of course, I'll just get those for you," she replied, opening her filing cabinet to find the forms. "Congratulations on the baby by the way."
"Thank you," Blair smiled proudly.
"Now I assume you have a baby capsule already installed in your car," the nurse continued.
"We do," Chuck nodded. Blair had made sure that the limo was equipped with an appropriate car seat weeks ago.
"Good," she smiled, handing him the papers and a pen. "Now Ms Waldorf, we'll get a nurse to wheel you out to the car."
"Oh that's okay, I can walk," she told her.
"I'm afraid you have to be wheeled out, it's hospital procedure," the nurse replied, as another nurse brought a wheelchair over to them. Blair reluctantly sat down in it.
Chuck signed the papers and handed them back to the nurse, "Is that all?"
"Yes," she nodded. "You can go home."
"Thank god," Blair commented, wanting to get out of there as fast as she could.
"Congratulations again," the nurse said. "And good luck with the little one." Blair and Chuck exchanged looks, they were definitely going to need it.
Chuck set down the baby capsule on the coffee table, and he and Blair sat down on the couch, completely exhausted. He looked over at her, "So what do we do now?"
She shrugged, "I don't know, I haven't exactly done this before you know."
He bit his lip nervously, eyeing his wide-awake son, "Do you think he's hungry?"
Blair shook her head, "He shouldn't be, I fed him just before you got to the hospital." She also began to inspect the baby, looking for signs as to what he wanted. "Is he tired?"
"He doesn't look tired to me," Chuck pointed out with a smile, as the baby watched their every move. "His eyes are wide open."
She yawned, leaning her head on his shoulder, "Well Mommy's tired."
"Go get some rest," he told her. "I'll take care of Alex."
"Are you sure?" she asked, feeling guilty for leaving him alone with the baby.
"How hard can it be?" Chuck shrugged.
"Alright," Blair gave in, giving him a quick peck on the lips. "But wake me up in an hour, he should be ready for another feed by then." He nodded, as she stood up and made her way into their bedroom.
"So," he began, looking back to his son. "What do you want to do?" The baby simply blinked and he chuckled, realizing how stupid he must look trying to have a conversation with a newborn. He leaned over, unbuckled Alexander from his carseat and picked him up, peering at him curiously, "Shouldn't you be sleeping? I always thought that babies slept a lot."
Chuck stood up from the couch, taking extra care to prevent himself from dropping the baby. "So this is your home Alex. Well for now anyway, we'll probably move at some point," he said, strolling through the penthouse. "We live in Daddy's hotel by the way. When you're all grown up, it will be yours," he continued. "If you want it of course, it's completely up to you."
Chuck stopped in his tracks when he began to smell something that he had been dreading ever since he found out that Blair was pregnant. It was time for a diaper change. He looked down at his son in disbelief, "Did your Mommy tell you to do that as soon as she went to sleep?" Alexander just made a few noises. "Or was this all your doing?" Chuck asked, tickling him under his chin with one finger. He sighed, "Alright, let's get you a clean diaper." He began to make his way to the nursery, where he set the baby down on the changing table.
He took a deep breath before carefully removing Alex's booties and pants, then unbuttoning his little blue onesie. Chuck grimaced as he opened the diaper, nearly gagging at the horrible smell. Trying to only breathe through his mouth he reached under the changing table for the box of baby wipes that should have been sitting on the shelf of the changing table. He was confused when he couldn't find any and began looking through all the compartments of the changing table frantically. Alexander had apparently had enough at this point and decided to start wailing loudly. "Oh no buddy, don't cry," he told him, trying to give him a reassuring smile. "Daddy just has to find the baby wipes and we'll get you all cleaned up."
Chuck glanced across the room and saw the wipes sitting on the chest of drawers on the other side of the room. Blair must have put them there during her many "clean-ups" she had done during the last trimester of her pregnancy. He looked from the baby to the wipes, not knowing what to do. He held his hand up in front of his son and told him, "Stay here." The baby continued to cry as Chuck rushed over to grab the wipes.
He immediately froze when someone gasped from the doorway, "Charles!" He turned to see Eleanor looking alarmed as she dropped her purse and rushed over to the baby. "What on earth were you thinking? You can't leave a baby all alone on a changing table!"
"It was just for a second," Chuck argued. "I had to grab the baby wipes." He help up the wipes, as if to justify his actions.
"All it takes is a second for the baby to roll off the changing table and crack his skull open," she told him, looking back down to Alexander, who's crying had quieted down. "And would you like to explain to me why my grandson is lying here half naked?"
"I was trying to change his diaper," he replied with a sigh, feeling like a complete failure as a father already.
Seeing how upset he looked, Eleanor patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay Chuck, you're still learning. I shouldn't have yelled at you, I'm sorry."
"You had every right to yell at me," he insisted with a frown. "He could have gotten hurt and it would've been my fault."
"Don't be so hard on yourself, every parent makes mistakes," she said sympathetically. "Why don't I show you how it's done?"
Chuck looked at her in surprise, "You know how to change a diaper?"
"I am a mother you know," Eleanor retorted as she completely removed the baby's diaper.
"I know, I just always assumed that Dorota did those type of things," he said, watching as she cleaned the baby up, before discarding the dirty wipes and diaper.
"Contrary to popular belief, I was a stay-at-home mother until Blair was six months old," she informed him, smiling down at her grandson who was kicking his legs and gurgling away. "Can you hand me a clean diaper please?" He did as she asked and she opened the diaper, lifting the baby's legs up and setting the diaper down underneath him. "Where is Blair anyway?"
"She's asleep," Chuck replied. "She was exhausted so I told her to go get some rest."
Eleanor nodded, before gesturing down to Alexander, "Do you want to finish this off?" He looked at her hesitantly. "It's the only way you're going to learn."
He nodded nervously as he switched places with her so that he was standing in front of the changing table. "So I bring this part over his front," he said, looking to Eleanor for confirmation. She nodded so he continued. "Then I undo these flaps and stick them down on the front part?"
"You've got it," she said, watching as Chuck finished diapering the baby.
He picked his son up, smiling proudly, "I did it." He kissed the top of the baby's head.
"You did what?" Blair asked, stepping into the room looking half-asleep. "Hey Mom," she greeted her mother, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.
"I changed our baby's diaper," Chuck announced happily, as if he had just won a Nobel Prize.
She smiled at his enthusiasm, kissing Alexander on the back of his head, "Good job Bass." She looked from him to her mother curiously, "What was all the yelling about before?"
Chuck looked alarmed, but Eleanor calmly replied, "What yelling?"
"I swear that I heard someone yelling before."
"You must have been dreaming dear," she told her with a slight chuckle. She gave Chuck a look that told him that she wasn't going to tell Blair about the changing table incident.
"I guess so," Blair concluded, shaking her head. Chuck gave Eleanor a greatful look.
Reviews would be great! Oh and I do have something planned for Jack. It should unfold in the next few chapters. As for the thing with Nate, it's going to cause some tension within the NJBC... But I am trying to focus the story on Blair, Chuck and the baby since that's what it's about! And also, I don't really know how far I'm going to take this story but I'll probably finish it off with Blair and Chuck getting married, then have an epilogue into the future or something. I'm not too sure yet...