Shorter chapter, but big things await :) Didn't want to keep you guys waiting, so here is the next chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter 20

32 Weeks Pregnant

"I hate this room," Blair said, eyeing the gray wallpaper. Her visits to the OBGYN were becoming more frequent and she felt as if this baby were about to fall out. Never in her life had she felt this tired, annoyed, bloated, hungry, and sick all at one time.

"Miss. Waldorf, great to see you," Dr. Sharp said while washing her hands at the sink. "Last time I saw you, you were having a lot of discomfort, correct?"

"Yes," Blair said laying back on the chair. "In my lower stomach, and sharp pains in my back." Dr. Sharp felt around, touching here and there, measured her stomach, and finally applied the cold gel.

"How's Chuck been, haven't seen him in here for a while."

"He's okay," Blair shrugged. "We're both doing okay with all of this."

"That's good. And there she is," she clicked a button on the machine and the screen froze on the baby's face. She zoomed in and Blair got a closer look at her closed eyes, pouting lips, and small nose. "She's big, I can tell you that. It's looking like about 8 and a half pounds, definitely a C-Section baby. How have your sugar levels been?"

"Pretty normal, no drastic change in them. I've had to cut certain foods out of my diet, but nothing too bad."

"Good, good," Dr. Sharp smiled. "Let's get you cleaned up and out of here."

One Week Later

"Smile B!" Serena shouted, a camera in her hands and pointed at Blair. Serena had surprised Blair with a mini baby shower, since she insisted she did not want a big party. Serena was in attendance, along with Lily, Eleanor, most of Blair's friends from school, and the few family members Blair had. Blair smiled and held up the gift in her hands for the picture. Blair was set on no party, but was now grateful for Serena going against her and planning one anyway. She hadn't realized how much she was actually going to need, and the amount of diapers she had received today made her head spin. Did a baby really need that many? Chuck sat off in the corner of the living room, not engaging with anyone except the scotch in his hand. They were already an hour and a half into the party and he couldn't wait for the next hour to pass so everyone would leave his house.

"Charles! You aren't in a single picture, come on," Lily called for him. He rolled his eyes and mumbled something as he abandoned his chair and left the scotch behind. He joined Blair on the couch and both immediately felt awkward. Everyone sat around them smiling, waiting for their picture to be taken.

"Smile, you grouch," Serena said, as she got ready to snap a picture.

"Smile, and it'll be over quicker," Blair whispered to him and he smiled – not a fake one, but a real one. His hand slipped behind her and wrapped around her back as the click on the camera went off. "Thank you," she whispered.

"Blair, darling, Aunt Melina is here," Eleanor said, approaching Blair.

"Sorry I'm late dear," Blair's aunt, her father's sister, said as she came to Blair's side. "You know how hard it is to get out of work and come to the city. You look fabulous," she added with a kiss.

"Chuck, this is my Aunt Melina," Blair introduced.

"Nice to meet you," he smirked and took her hand, placing a kiss on the back. "Chuck Bass."

"Game time!" Serena shouted from somewhere in the house, and Blair laughed when she heard Chuck groan. The blonde approached with two rolls of string and scissors. "Everyone will cut a piece of string guessing how big Blair's stomach is. Come on, everyone gather around and get your string!"

"She needs to nap, she has the energy of a five year old high on sugar," Chuck said as he stood up off the couch. He held out his hand for Blair and helped her to her feet. The two walked towards the kitchen, out of earshot of everyone else. "You didn't tell me you had a babe of an aunt."

"Jerk," Blair snapped and slapped his chest.

"I'm joking," he laughed. "Sort of," he added with a smirk and shrug.

Blair fought back her smile, "She's a total bitch. Why her and my mother got along, I'll never know. My dad was smart and ignored her at parties. No doubt in my mind that she's over there talking about how irresponsible I am," Blair mimicked the older woman. "I just want this thing to be over, think Serena will let us cut some of the games out of her plans?"

"Why not just run away? Let's go, anywhere. Peru, Rome, Germany," he joked.

"I wish," Blair smiled. "Imagine? Not having to deal with anything, leaving all this behind?" Chuck's eyes dropped down to Blair's stomach at this and she instantly regretted her statement. "I bet that's what you wish, huh?"

"Blair-"

"Chuck, I get you don't want a baby, okay? Trust me, I understand. But it's too late, we can't go back to that night and put a condom on. We can't go back to the clinic and take the pill. I'm sorry I royally fucked up your life, but we just have to deal with it."

"Blair, listen-"

"No, you listen Chuck," her face felt hot, and she was surprised with herself for saying her thoughts out loud for once. "We just need to stop regretting everything and try to make it work. We don't have a choice."

"Dammit Blair, will you listen to me?" he asked, grabbing her wrist. "Just let me fucking talk, alright?" he dropped her hand when he noticed the force he used and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "I don't think that, that I could leave this all behind. I don't regret that night, think whatever you want, but I don't. Obviously I did at first, but things changed. I'm in this with you Blair, I promise."

Her mouth was too dry for her to answer. She hadn't been expecting that from Chuck, the one who a few months ago had told her 'Chuck Bass doesn't do kids.' "Gotta get back to the party," she said and turned around. Her hand gripped the table closest to her and her other hand flew to her stomach, "Chuck," she gasped.

"What's wrong?" he asked, coming to her side and bending down. "Are you okay?"

"It hurts," she cried out, "Mom!" she screamed. All the partygoers quieted and turned in her direction. Eleanor, followed by Lily and Serena, ran over to Blair. "Something's wrong," Blair said, tears streaming down her face.

"Alright, it's okay, Blair. Deep breaths, in and out," Lily told her. "Eleanor, I think it may be time," she said quietly to the other woman.

"No, no, no," Blair mumbled and shook her head. "I'm not 40 weeks, I can't," she screwed her eyes shut and tried breathing through the sharp pain in her abdomen. "I wanna lay down, just let me go to the bedroom!"

"Blair!" Eleanor shouted, "You cannot move."

"Mom!"

"B," Serena cut her off. "You need to calm down, your mom is right, I think you should just wait here for a few minutes. I'm gonna escort everyone out, okay?" She tucked the loose strand of hair hanging by Blair's face behind her ear and walked back into the living room. From the kitchen she could hear Serena thanking everyone for coming and Lily and Eleanor mumbling off in the distance. It was just her and Chuck. She opened her eyes and looked down at him, his face white as a ghost. He gave her hand a small squeeze and she became aware that at some point their hands interlocked.

"I'm scared," she told her, trying with everything in her to not cry.

"Me too," he admitted, his voice rough.

"Alright Blair, Dr. Sharp said to bring you to the hospital, do you think you can walk to the car?" Eleanor asked, coming back in with a phone in her hand. Blair nodded, and with Chuck and Lily's help, stood up to her feet. He wrapped his arm around her waist and slowly walked to the front door with her.

Blair was dressed in a blue and white gown and seated in an uncomfortable, itchy hospital bed. The room was full of nurses setting up and running around; Chuck, Serena, their mothers, and even Bart, were in the room as well. Eleanor was helping the nurse with some paperwork regarding Blair. "We're going to go, we'll be back son," Bart said to Chuck. Chuck nodded and Lily and Bart exited the room.

"Talk about a party, huh?" Serena smiled and sat down across from them. "I mean, what are the odds you go into labor the day of your baby shower?" she laughed.

"Glad this is all so amusing to you S, since you're not the one with a person trying to come out of a place they should not," Blair snapped.

"Oh please," Serena rolled her eyes. "You're having a C-Section, you'll be all drugged up and happy," the blonde bounced to her feet with a smile, "Want anything from the food court?"

"Yes," Chuck answered. "Preferably someone less blonde, less perky, and less you."

"Oh, you're so funny, Chuck. I'll be sure they poison your water." Blair laughed as her best friend walked out of the room with her purse.

"Miss. Waldorf, I'm going to take your vitals, alright? I've been informed of your gestational diabetes," the nurse said as she strapped a cuff around Blair's upper arm. "You ready for this baby?"

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