Author: TheseWords-MyDiary PM
The sequel to "Woah, Baby!" - It's five years later, and Chuck and Blair are happy raising four children and each running their own companies. What happens when something ruins that happiness? Will they make it through?Rated: Fiction M - English - Hurt/Comfort/Family - Chuck & Blair - Chapters: 2 - Words: 8,848 - Reviews: 40 - Favs: 32 - Follows: 62 - Updated: 03-18-11 - Published: 11-04-10 - id: 6452604
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A/N - As promised! The sequel to "Woah, Baby!" This story will, again, include all of the other GG characters, but will mainly be about Chuck, Blair and their children making it together through a difficult time. If you're a new reader, you don't need to read "Woah, Baby!" to understand this story, but there will be a lot of relationships and things happening in this sequel that will be better understood if you have read the first story.
This chapter is all Chuck & Blair along with their children. Vanessa is in a little of the chapter, but not much.
Disclaimer:: No, I do not own Gossip Girl. If I did, Chuck and Blair would be together and over all of the crap from Season 3!
I do not have a beta, so please excuse my mistakes. If anyone is interested in being my beta, please let me know! :)
To say that they had been busy over the last five years would be an understatement.
Blair and Chuck now had four children. After having Evelyn Misty Bass and getting married all within their first year after high school, they'd found out that they were pregnant again when Evie was only six-months old. That lead to the birth of Olivia Grace Bass, leaving the couple with two daughters who were only fifteen-months apart.
You would think that having two girls that close in age while they each ran a business (Chuck, with Bass Industries, and Blair, with Blair Waldorf PR, an event-planning business) would be enough for them, and you would be right. That didn't stop mother-nature from bringing them a set of surprise twin boys, Ethan Harold Bass and Caden Bartholomew Bass, only eighteen months after their youngest daughter.
They were a busy couple, but they made it work, and they did it without the help of nannies or caregivers, which was what they had vowed to do from the start.
With all of this in mind, it wasn't unusual for Chuck to wake up on a weekday to his wife frantically trying to get herself and the children ready for the day. What was unusual was how skittish Blair acted when Chuck tried to convince her to take a small break for an early morning make-out session. She'd been acting this way for a while, come to think of it.
"No, Chuck," she said sternly before slapping his hands off of her waist. Blair quickly walked into their closet and returned with a purse to match her shoes. "I'm almost late for my…appointment. I don't have time to get all touchy-feely with you this morning!"
Chuck raised his eyebrows in surprise before following his wife out into the hallway. "Since when has that ever stopped you? And since when do you have an appointment? You told me last week that your schedule was clear for today." He placed his hands on his pajama-clad hips and gave her a look that said exactly how annoyed he was. "We were supposed to take the children to the zoo today, remember? We promised the girls."
Blair closed her eyes and took a deep calming breath. She knew that it was going to be hard to get out of the house this morning without any problems. She felt so guilty, but there was no way that she could tell him what was really going on. Not yet, anyway. "Chuck," she began. "I completely forgot about this appointment, ok? I'm sorry, but it's important. Can you just watch the kids for a little while? I'll get home as soon as possible and then we can all go to the zoo." Blair leaned up onto her toes to kiss her husband on the cheek. "I promise I'll be back as soon as I can, OK?"
Chuck eyed Blair suspiciously for a few seconds. He knew that something else was going on with her. She never just let an important meeting just slip her mind. She was too organized for that. He wasn't about to point that out, though. They didn't need to be fighting on their day off. Especially not in front of their children who would be barreling down the hallway any minute. Instead, he just leaned down and kissed his wife on the forehead before whispering an "I love you" into her skin.
"Love you too, Chuck," Blair called back before hurrying out of their penthouse.
Chuck felt guilty doing what he was about to do, but he also had a horrible feeling in his gut at the moment and he really wanted to know what was happening with his wife. She'd been shutting him out and acting crazy for the last week, and it was really getting to him. He dialed the familiar number and when his driver picked up, he did something that he knew would cause and argument between himself and Blair later. "Hello Arthur. Can you call me and tell me exactly where you take Blair today? Don't let her hear you talking to me. Thanks. Goodbye."
"Blair," Vanessa exclaimed as Blair dragged her out of her apartment building and toward the Bass limo. Once they were seated inside and the car began to move towards their destination, Vanessa turned a slight glare in her friend's direction. "Why can't you just tell Chuck about this? You know that as soon as he finds out that you're hiding something like this from him, he's going to be mad, and I don't want to be considered an accomplice."
Blair rolled her eyes. "Calm down, Vanessa. If Chuck finds out that you were with me today, I'll take the blame." She crossed her arms defensively before sitting back in her seat. "That's if this even turns out to be a big deal to begin with. I need to find out if it is first."
Vanessa immediately felt bad for her attitude toward Blair given the situation. "I'm sorry, Blair. This is just…," she trailed off with a shake of her head as she tried to find the right words. "It's just a very serious situation. I don't like helping you hide it from Chuck. I mean, how would you feel if you found out that he was hiding something this big from you?"
Blair sat silently for the rest of the ride. She stared down into her lap at her hands clasped together, and tried her best not to let herself cry. She couldn't cry right now. Not yet. After what seemed like forever, the Bass limo stopped in front of their destination, and Blair finally looked up from her hands and at her friend. "I won't hide this from him forever. I just need to hide it until the end of this meeting, and then I'll go to him and tell him everything. I promise."
Vanessa raised her eyebrow testily. "The way that you promised Jenny that you'd do the same thing after your appointment last week?" She shook her head and began following Blair out of the limo and onto the sidewalk. "You better tell him after this. Whether the outcome is good or bad, you need to do it because if you don't, then I will."
Blair's eyes filled with tears for what felt like the millionth time over the last week. She collected herself quickly, though and stood straight. "Fine," she agreed before turning her back and walking into the building.
Behind her, the driver who had been like family to her over the last ten years was already on the phone to her husband. Like it or not, Blair was going to have to tell him everything soon.
Chuck had allowed the children to sleep in later than usual. He took the time to get himself ready and then to make a few business calls before they woke up. He remembered what it was like to want to spend time with his father only to find him working all of the time when he was a child. He vowed never to do that to his children, and he hadn't. He even took them all in to the office with him on some days, which was something his own father had never done with him.
It was about ten-thirty when he heard the pitter patter of what could only be his youngest daughter coming into the dining room where he was seated.
"Daddy," Olivia called out excitedly before pouncing into her father's lap. Just like her older sister, she had been a daddy's girl from day one. At almost four-years-old, she still got a little teary-eyed when ever her father left the house without her.
Chuck held his daughter tightly for a moment before pulling back to look her in the eyes. She was a miniature Blair down to the very last curl on her adorable little head, unlike her older sister who was a combination of both of her parents. Olivia's Blair-esque looks sent a small pang of worry running through his body on this particular morning since he'd just gotten off of the phone with the family driver who had told him exactly where his wife was at that moment. "Good morning, Olivia," Chuck said with a smile. "Have the boys and your sister woken up yet?"
"Oh yes," Oliva answered matter-of-factly, clutching onto her favorite stuffed animal – a white rabbit named Theodore. "And the boys are being very naughty this morning. Theodore and I came down here to tell you just that because they should be punished!"
Chuck tried his hardest not to laugh at his daughter whose personality was also just like her mother's. She was always trying to rule the house, of course, because she wasn't in school yet, so she wasn't able to be the queen there. She needed to be the queen somewhere. "And just what were they doing that was so naughty, Ms. Olivia," Chuck asked his daughter as he lifted her into his arms and began making his way upstairs to his children's rooms. "I'm also supposed to tell you not to tattle, so just don't tell your mother that I've forgotten," he said as an afterthought.
"Oh, I won't," Olivia answered in excitement. She certainly never wanted her father to be angry with her. "The boys came into my room and pulled my hair! That is how Theodore and I both woke up this morning. They were going into Evie's room, too!"
Right at that moment, a high-pitched scream could be heard from his oldest daughter's bedroom followed by quiet laughter, and then the sight of Ethan and Caden peaking out into the hallway so that they didn't get caught running back into their rooms. At almost three, the boys were a spitting image of their father in looks and were an exact combination of both of their parents in personality. They were always scheming, and were always in trouble because of it. They were certainly going to be something to worry about when they grew older.
"Boys," Chuck called with warning in his voice as soon as soon as both of his sons made an appearance in the hallway. "What did you do to your sister?"
The twins each turned to look at their father with seemingly innocent expressions on their faces before running forward to hug his legs. "Daddy," they shouted with smiles on their faces.
A moment later, an angry Evelyn came stomping from her bedroom with tears running down her face. "They pulled my hair," she answered angrily. "They came in my room and they pulled my hair, daddy!"
"See," Olivia shouted proudly. "I told you so!"
Chuck hugged his youngest daughter before setting her down onto her feet. "Yes, I know you did sweetheart," he agreed to pacify her. He then turned to Evelyn and rubbed her head gently. "Are you alright," he asked already knowing the answer. Little Evie had a habit of making small injuries and situations into much larger ones. She was extremely dramatic.
Evelyn crossed her arms defensively. She was turning five in only a week, and she was big enough to know when her father had caught onto her dramatic behavior. "I…I guess so," she sniffled quietly.
"Alright, well…," Chuck began. "You girls go ask Dorota to help you get dressed for the zoo. We'll be leaving as soon as your mother gets home, which should be soon."
Olivia jumped up and down in excitement and Evelyn's teary eyes miraculously cleared before she grabbed her sister's hand and they both ran off to find Dorota.
Once the girls were around the corner, Chuck turned his attention to his sons who were still standing beside him with smiles on their faces. He bent down to take hold of both of their hands, and marched them into their bedroom. They were each in trouble so often that they had designated time out chairs already set up in the corner. "Now," Chuck began after sitting them both in their chairs. "You two are to sit here for the next two minutes and think about what you did. We just talked about keeping your hands to yourselves last night," he said angrily. "After you get up, we'll go to the zoo, but you won't be getting any ice cream tonight because you picked on your sisters."
Ethan and Caden both crossed their arms defensively, and turned identical glares up at their father. "Fine," they muttered looking away.
Blair walked out of her meeting with a frazzled look on her face. It's not that she had been positive about the outcome, but she had tried to be. None of that mattered now. She looked down at all of the reading information in her hand, and took a deep breath. She couldn't go home right now. She couldn't go home, and look at her husband and her kids with a happy smile on her face. Not right now.
"Blair," Vanessa called out to her friend, and immediately saw that it was a mistake to speak so loud when she saw Blair jump at the sound of her voice. When Blair finally turned to look her in the eye, she went on. "Do you want me to go with you to talk to Chuck?" She began pulling her phone out of her purse. "I'm sure Dan won't mind watching Dylan and Autumn for another hour."
Blair considered it for a moment. She tipped her head from side to side as if bouncing the thought around before finally answering with a quiet "no." She slid quickly into the backseat of the Bass limo when it pulled up to the front of the building, and then turned to Vanessa again when the door closed. "Thank you for the offer, but I think I'd rather do this part alone."
Vanessa nodded her agreement and then allowed the rest of the ride to pass by in silence. She understood that Blair probably just needed to be alone with her thoughts for a little while, and she wasn't going to mess that up for her. When the car finally pulled up to her and Dan's home on the Upper West Side, she got out with a quiet "I'll talk to you later," and then watched the car drive away again with worry.
Inside the car, Blair continued to stare at the papers in her hands with terror. There was no way that she could go home and deal with these issues right now. Not with her kids around. She didn't want to frighten them with her obvious fear and sadness, and she definitely couldn't pretend to be alright at the zoo. She suddenly leapt forward and pressed the call button into the front of the limo before calling out a new destination. When the car turned off three blocks before her own street, she relaxed against her seat again.
For the first time in quite a few years, Blair Waldorf-Bass was running away from her problems, and she didn't feel all that bad about it.
Chuck sat at the dining room table with his four children as they waited for Blair to get home for their trip to the zoo. They'd quickly gotten ready and were practically bouncing with excitement, oblivious to the nervousness of their father.
Chuck looked down at his watch for likely the hundredth time since Arthur had called him to inform him that he was bringing his wife home. That was nearly an hour before. Just when Chuck was thinking about calling his wife and asking her where she was himself, his phone beeped with a new text message.
Mrs. Bass asked to be taken to The Palace bar. In route now.
Chuck set it phone down, practically bursting with worry and anger in the next second. If his children weren't all sitting around the table staring at him, he'd let all of that get the best of him. That wasn't the case, though, and his children were expecting a trip to the zoo. With or without their mother, Chuck was going to accomplish that.
"Was that mommy," Olivia asked sweetly, wearing a big smile on her face.
Chuck smiled at his children and nodded. "It seems mommy is still stuck in her meeting, sweetheart." When he saw their faces fall, he quickly followed his previous statement up with "so daddy's going to take you to the zoo instead."
"And out for ice cream," Evelyn prompted quickly. "That's what you said yesterday!"
Chuck nodded his head and then stood up to lead the way to the elevator. "Of course I will. Daddy never goes back on his word. You know that."
When the elevator doors closed, the Bass children all had bright smiles on their faces and were clapping in excitement. Those faces helped to cheer Chuck up. At least a little bit.
When Blair finally came home, it was midnight. Her children had long since gone to bed, and the felt horrible about not being around for them at all that day. She just couldn't face them – or anyone – with a smile. She was terrified and devastated. As she walked into the penthouse, she prayed that Chuck was asleep. All she needed was one night of rest without bringing up. One night of not talking or thinking about what was happening or what was to come.
She wasn't that lucky.
"Was the bar at The Palace fun," Chuck spoke from the living room chaise. He stood up, and walked slowly toward his wife with a scotch in his hand. "Was it worth missing a day with your children at the zoo, Blair?"
Blair stared across the small space at her husband, her mouth opening and closing, but no sound escaping. "Chuck…I-"
"Save it, Blair," he interrupted. "I know where you've been today. Arthur told me," Chuck said as his eyes practically burned a hole through her. "So you can either tell me what's so awful that you can't tell me that you went to the doctor's office, or I can call them and ask them myself."
"Chuck…," Blair started.
"Are you pregnant," Chuck interrupted again. "Is that it? Why would that be a bad thing, Blair?"
"It's not that, Chuck!"
"Than what is it? Why would you be going to the OBGYN's office with Vanessa today and Jenny last week without telling me? What's going on," Chuck asked angrily.
"Thanks for checking up on me, Chuck," Blair snapped. She then took a deep calming breath before going on. "If you would just let me speak for longer than two words, I'd be able to tell you," she said, tears rising into her eyes.
Chuck had started panicking on the inside hours ago. All of this time, he'd been thinking that maybe Blair was pregnant and that she was just afraid to tell him because she wasn't sure if he wanted any more surprises. When Arthur had texted him the message that Blair had been hanging out in a bar, the possibility that maybe she was pregnant went out the window. What was wrong with her? He slowly sat back down on the chaise and gestured with his hands for her to go on.
Blair took a deep breath, and then looked down at her oversized purse that carried all of her paperwork. "L-last week, I um…I was taking a shower, and…," she broke off with a small sob before forcing herself to go on. "I found a lump," she said as quickly as possible. Like ripping off a band-aid, and then she raised her gaze back up to her husband.
Chuck swallowed hard before standing up and crossing the room again in two strides. "But you're ok, right? The doctor said that you were fine?"
"Well," Blair began. She pulled the paperwork from the doctor's office out of her purse, and passed it to him. When he took it from her hands, but didn't lower his gaze, she went on. "I went to the doctor's office last week, and they took a biopsy of the lump with a needle and then a sonogram. They called me last night and asked me to come in to meet with them about my results this morning."
Chuck begin looking through the papers in his hands, but nothing made sense to him. Words like "malignant" and "mastectomy" were familiar to him, but for some reason he couldn't make his brain remember what they meant. That's when Blair's shaky voice broke through with the worst news he'd gotten in his entire life.
"It's cancer, Chuck," Blair said, letting her tears finally fall. "I didn't want to tell you if it was nothing because I thought that it was nothing. I mean, I'm only twenty-four. I'm not old enough for this stuff, am I?" She let quiet sobs take over her body for a few minutes before going on. "The tumor in my breast is so large they're likely going to need to perform a mastectomy. I've been referred to a specialist about it, who I have to meet with tomorrow morning. Will you, um…will you go with me?"
Chuck nodded, and without another thought, he crossed the distance a pulled Blair securely into his chest. "We'll get through this, Blair. It'll be fine," he cooed as he rocked her from side to side. "It'll all be fine. You'll see."
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