A moment in the hopefully not too far away future of Chuck and Blair!

Blair stood in front of the mirror in her bra and panties. She grazed her hand over the front of her body and frowned. Spinning to the side, she starred at her stomach. She was so engrossed in the image of her body that she jumped when a hand lightly touched her shoulder.

"Blair," Chuck said. "What are you doing?" She didn't move though, simply continued to look.

"Nothing, Chuck." She paused. Then sighed. "Just look at this!" She nearly shouted. "It's all your fault I'm so huge. I mean look at my boobs!" She cupped her slightly larger than usual breasts in her hands and frowned again. "I'm grotesque."

"Blair," Chuck said, moving closer behind her. "You are not grotesque." He wrapped his arms around her from behind and moved his hand over her swollen belly. "You're pregnant with our child and you're beautiful." Chuck rubbed his thumbs in small circles over her belly and placed a light kiss on her neck. Blair placed her hands on top of his and stood starring at the beautiful image in front of them.

"Look at us," he murmured into her ear. And she looked again. She looked at her rounded stomach, her makeup-less face, her soft rolling curls, Chuck's arms encircling her body, his nose buried deep in her curls, and their hands linked together over their baby. She moved her lips up to his, turning slightly away from the mirror.

"I love you," he whispered. "And I love our baby already." He kissed her lips. "And you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." He kneeled down and placed a soft kiss against her swollen belly. She smiled softly down at him and ran her fingers through his hair. He sighed in contentment. Standing back up, he placed another light kiss on her lips.

"Ok?" He asked, grasping her face between his hands and running his fingers across her cheeks.

"Yea," she breathed back. She closed her eyes then and concentrated on the soothing feeling of his fingers against her skin. The sun streamed through the windows, warming the room to a comfortable temperature. It was summer. The baby would be born in the beginning of the fall.

"Do you want to take a nap?" Chuck asked, sensing her exhaustion as she kept her eyes closed.

"mmmhm, yes," she murmured. "Will you take one with me?" She asked him, opening her eyes slightly. In response he began to unbutton his shirt, and stripped off his shoes and socks. She backed away slightly, watching him work. He grasped her hand in his when he finished and led her over to their bed. Blair snuggled under the light blanket on the bed, turning over onto her side to the best of her ability with a huge stomach in the way. Chuck curved his body around hers and placed his hand lightly over her belly, rubbing soft circles.

"That feels nice," Blair said softly. He kissed the side of her face and inhaled deeply, taking in the beautiful smell of Blair. "I'm so tired," she yawned.

"Me too," he replied. "Let's get all the sleep we can, cause pretty soon we'll have our baby and no time for sleep." She laughed lightly.

"That's true." She smiled. "I can't wait." He smiled.

"Our own baby Bass," he said, pulling her closer to his body.

"Yes," she nodded. "A little bit of you and me in one little being."

"She'll be the most beautiful baby alive."

"And the most mischievous." She giggled. "Gosh, she'll be such a troublemaker if she actually is the two of us combined!" He chuckled.

"A troublemaker with a real loving family though," he said. Blair smiled.

"I love you," she whispered.

"And I love you," he said. His hand continued to rub soft circles on her belly. Blair's breathing began to slow.

"Night," she mumbled.

"Sleep tight beautiful." And the sun shone brightly on the two lovers and their unborn baby girl.