Anything Could Happen

Disclaimer: I don't own any rights to CW or Gossip Girl. The only thing I own are any of the characters that aren't related to the show.

Author's Notes: The story takes up after the series finale. This is my first Chair story. I hope you guys read and I would appreciate some feedback.

Summary: Post series finale. Chuck & Blair receive devastating news that threatens to take the one thing that matters to them. No money or schemes can prepare them for what lies ahead except being there for each other.

Chapter 1: Bumps, Bruises and Fevers

Blair walked off the elevator to her house holding another portfolio full of next season's designs. She was hoping that Serena would call. However, she understood that she wouldn't be hearing from her since she and Chuck hosted their best friend's wedding in their house. She smiled at the thought of thinking of Serena and Dan Humphrey, the newest newlyweds of the Upper Eastside off on their summer honeymoon backpacking through Europe.

She missed her best friend but Chuck and Henry manage to ease her mind off of things. It's been four years and Blair wouldn't trade her life for anything in the world. She walked into the living room to find Darota bringing in an ice pack and placing it on her son's knee.

"I got another owie again mommy," Henry replied pointing to the small bruise on his knee.

"Do not worry Miss Blair, young Mister Henry will be okay," Darota assured her.

"Didn't mommy told you to be careful or else you will get more owies all over your body?" she replied ruffling her son's dark brown hair. "Are you okay Henry?"

"I fell in the living room. I tripped over my toys again and got another owie." Henry said. "I sorry mommy."

"Well next time make sure you pick up your toys after you done playing. Did you take your medicine like mommy and daddy told you?"

"I give Henry his medicine a few hours ago Miss Blair." Darota said. "Mr. Chuck called during lunch asking if Henry's fever went down. I took Henry's temperature and went down. Miss Blair...I worry about your little boy."

"What do you mean Darota?"

"He had fever for over four days, he gets bruises easily when he trip or fall, he been having nose bleeds and has bumps underneath arms. Maybe you and Mr. Chuck should take Henry to doctor."

"Should I worry if my son scrapes his knee or gets a few bumps and bruises here and there?" Blair asked. "He's four years old and he's a little boy. It's normal for him to get bumps and bruises Darota."

"Besides, he's a Bass and our kid is strong and healthy," they heard Chuck walking in.

"Daddy!" the little came running to his father and Chuck picked up his son. "I got another booboo on my knee."

"I'm guessing that is because a little boy left all his toys lying around the living room and didn't clean up after himself." Chuck replied.

"Mommy told me to clean up my toys," Henry said.

"And what does mommy and daddy tell you what to do when you finish playing with your toys?" he asked.

"I clean up and put them away," the little boy replied. "I...go clean up my toys now."

"Miss Blair, Mr. Chuck," Darota replied watching the little boy put his toys away. "Henry didn't finish lunch today. He said he not hungry and I notice he look bit pale. Ever since he got fever, he tired a lot during most mornings and only awake when you two come home. Do you think something is wrong with your little boy?"

The two of them looked at their son and wondered if there maybe some concerns in regards to Henry's health. On the outside, he looked like an energetic, active and happy going four year old boy. However, ever since Serena and Dan's wedding, they noticed that Henry has been getting sick with colds and fevers despite it being springtime.

"If there is something wrong, we'll know because we're his parents," Chuck simply said. "The last thing we need is for something bad to happen to Henry."

"But at least his fever is going down and he'll be better in a few days," Blair replied. "It's nothing we shouldn't worry about."

A little after Darota left, the Bass family resumed with dinner. Chuck and Blair noticed that their little boy didn't have much of a appetite tonight despite Darota preparing the family's favorite mushroom chicken meal. They assumed it was because he still had a bit of a fever and didn't let it bother them.

After dinner, they cleaned up and let Henry watch a couple of movies before bedtime. During that time, Blair got a call from Serena in which Chuck jokingly remarked that his adopted stepsister owes them for ranking up their phone bill. Chuck got Henry ready for bed by helping his son get ready. It was a tad suspicious to notice that his son's legs had a few bruises.

"Hey pal, can daddy ask you a question?" Chuck asked curiously.

"Is it about my owies on my legs?" Henry asked.

"Do they hurt you? How did you get them?"

"That one was today when I tripped over my train set," Henry explained pointing to the bruises. "That one was when I hit my knee on the bed. Darota put ice packs on them so they don't hurt. I got that one last week after falling down on the way to park with you and mommy."

"Does mommy know about all your booboos on your legs?" he asked.

"Darota was talking to mommy and said I keep getting ouchies all over the place. But I okay daddy because I'm tough like you." he smiled innocently hugging Chuck.

"I know you are little man," Chuck smiled back tucking Henry to bed. "So...do you want me to read you a story?"

"Yes please," Henry smiled looking for his mom. "Is mommy on the phone?"

"Apparently yes because Auntie Serena decided to rack up our phone bill by calling mommy late," he joked.

"I resent that remark Chuck Bass!" she scolded jokingly walking into their son's room. "Besides, Auntie Serena is coming home next week with your Uncle Dan. And guess what Henry?"

"What is it mommy?"

"She's bringing home presents from her trip." Blair smiled.

"Hooray! More presents from Auntie Serena! She's coming home! Yay!" he yelled starting to jump on the bed.

"Thank you mommy dearest. Just when I got him settled down for the night you rattle him up," Chuck groaned playfully. "So...how is my dear sis enjoying her holiday with Humphrey?"

"Doing a week tour of the Italian countryside with Humphrey," Blair explained grabbing a book off of Henry's bookshelf. "And according to her, our favorite Brooklyn boy is trying to find his next inspiration for his new book. I am just hoping she come back next week and besides, Nate is flying back from Seattle next week too. I'm throwing a welcome home party for my BFF. Any objections to that Bass?"

"On the contrary, my partner in crime Nathaniel will be back in Manhattan to grace us with his presence," he added as Henry gave a pouting face. "However, your Uncle Nate cannot compare to my little man here."

"Will Uncle Nate bring me presents too?" Henry asked.

"You're lucky you have Uncles and Aunts who spoil you like crazy," Blair joked. "And if a certain little four year old isn't in bed in the next four minutes, then he won't hear his bedtime story from mommy and daddy."

Once Henry was settled in bed, Chuck and Blair took turns reading Alice in Wonderland to their son. It was Henry's favorite book after hearing that it was the one book his parents, Serena and Nate liked as children. Ironically, it was one of the many things the "non-judging" Breakfast Club had in common growing up together as best friends, their love for Lewis Carrol's story.

"There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, `Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural);" they read taking turns reading page after page, "but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat- pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge."

Henry was sound asleep after Blair finished reading the last page of the book and slipped in the bookmark to continue another night. The two of them got up after giving Henry a goodnight kiss and stared at the sleeping boy.

"Our little boy," Blair whispered smiling. "The little Prince of the Upper Eastside."

"The pride and joy of the Waldolf-Bass union," Chuck replied staring at him. "Makes us worry about him at times. I saw the bruises on his legs. Don't you think it's a bit of a tad concern to investigate?"

"He seems to be getting bruises easily, and hasn't been eating much since he had a fever," Blair said but then shrugged off the thought. "But he'll be back to his old self once Nate and Serena come back next week. Don't worry Chuck, he'll be alright. Trust me."

"Well nothing speeds up a little boy's recovery then a reunion with the non-judging Breakfast Club," he slightly smiled. "And for the record, I would have said yes to throwing our favorite golden hair best friend a welcome home party."