Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is just to satisfy my muse.

(Liz this one is for you and every other NJ (CB) fan, but you most of ALL…..)

As Nate and Chuck walked into the outer office of the atelier, they heard the raised voice of their wives, and immediately quickened their pace.

"Contrary to what you believe, the world does not revolve around you, Blair Bass!"

"No one cares what you believe, Jenny Archibald!"

Rushing into the room, the men were stunned by the scene in front of them. Clemence stood with her arms extended on each side. To her left was the angry shouting Blair, and on her right was the equally loud and angry Jenny. In addition to their shared ire, they were also both six and a half months pregnant.

Blair's assistant was trying valiantly to hold both women back while avoiding their pregnant bellies.

"Jenny, sweetheart!" Nate said, as he rushed to her side.

"Darling, what's this all about?" Chuck questioned as he strode to Blair's.

Each gently pulled their screaming spouse to them. Clemence breathed a sigh of relief and took this as an opportunity to escape the melee.

"First Lady Archibald thinks she's..." yelled the brunette.

"I am so sick of her holier than thou..." lamented the blonde.

Upon realizing she was in Nate's arms, Jenny burst into tears.

"Oh Great! As usual, she's going to cry and "His Honor" will cater to her every whim!" snarked a glaring Blair as Chuck held her. This caused him to grin so he ducked his chin, unable to meet his best friend's eyes.

Nate held Jenny and kissed her temple, one hand entwined with hers resting on her belly. She cried harder upon hearing Blair's outburst.

"Nate, I want to go home right now!" Jenny pleaded, tears continuing to fall.

"That's probably for the best. You're not supposed to be stressed out like this." He said as he turned and walked her towards the exit.

Blair turned her back on the departing couple while grumbling under her breath about being right.

Nate looked back and caught Chuck's eye, silently signaling that they would each recon and speak later.

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By the time they were half way home, Jenny was much calmer, but continued to cling to her husband in the back of their town car, resting her ear against his heart. The strong steady beat soothed her.

"Sweetheart, are you okay? Do you want to talk about what happened?" Nate questioned gently. Jenny and Blair sometimes disagreed, but nothing like what he saw today.

Meanwhile...

Shortly after the Archibalds had departed, Blair decided they should head home as well. On the elevator ride down, Chuck could no longer hold his tongue, "It's not like you and Jennifer to almost come to blows, especially while expecting. What's going on?"

His wife sighed, "First Lady Archibald thinks her tacky and tasteless choices are better than MINE!

"Blair."

"Me! Mrs. Blair Waldorf Bass the epitome of all that is tasteful, elegant, and upper class!"

"Blair..."

"I won't back down!"

"Blair."

"You would think she was Jacqueline Kennedy reincarnated!"

"BLAIR!" He finally shouted.

"There is no need to shout, Charles, we are the only two people in this elevator." She sniffed.

"It was the only way I could end the tangent you were on."

"You simply do not understand," she sighed as the elevator doors opened, and she waddled out to the waiting limo.

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"I'm fine Nate, just tired." Jenny said as they walked through the foyer and entered their sitting room. He glanced at her back skeptically as she passed him and went to sit on the sofa.

"Lady Waldorf Bass and I had a disagreement. It's not the first time it's happened and it definitely won't be the last! I won't back down! She thinks everyone should kowtow to her every whim!" Her previous anger and irritation returned and increased with each remark.

"Jen, I don't think you being this upset is good for you or the baby. Sweetheart, you have to calm down." Nate said gently.

"Great! It's not enough that she thinks I'm tacky, nouveau, and classless! Now she has me endangering our precious little boy!" She cried as she protectively cradled their unborn child.

"Shhh! Nonsense! You're an awesome mother, and he's not even here yet!" He said as he wrapped her in his arms.

"I love you," she told him quietly.

"As I love you," he replied.

Nate helped Jenny rise from the sofa, so they could climb the stairs to their bedroom. Once there, he ran a warm bath for the two of them in their large bathtub. As he lovingly bathed her, he could feel the stress slowly flowing from her body, and the baby gently kicked each time his hands passed over her belly. Afterward, he helped her dress in a soft, comfortable night gown, and served her dinner in bed. Later as he lay spooned against her, he kissed her temple and asked, "Are you feeling better, My Sweetheart?"

"Yes. You take such good care of me," she murmured.

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Chuck and Blair had stopped by The Palace for a quick and quiet dinner. After she stormed from the atelier, he had decided to temporarily retire discussion relating to "The Argument" until later. Their dinner was quiet, but romantic all the same, because they were after all, Chuck and Blair, Blair and Chuck.

They arrived home in time to read Henry a bedtime story and tuck him in. Once their son was off to dreamland, the two went to the master suite, where they decided to take a relaxing shower. As they washed one another, their passion for one another arose as usual, and they made love against the tiled wall. They continued to kiss and touch as they prepared themselves for bed. Lying with her head against his chest, she whispered, "I love you, Chuck."

"Three words. Eight letters." He responded.

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2AM...

"Chuck? Chuck? Chuck!" Blair whisper-shouted.

Chuck sat up quickly, assessing her. "Are you alright!? Is it the baby!?"

"Don't be silly! The baby's not coming yet. Chuck, a cake with fondant is the better choice for the shower on Saturday, don't you think?" She questioned softly as she leaned into him.

"What?!" He asked, shaking his head as if to clear it.

2AM...

"Nate, handsome... I need to ask you something. Nate!" Jenny said against his ear.

Nate jerked up, slamming his head into the headboard and exclaimed, "Ow! Dammit!"

Then his eyes widened.

"Jenny, is it the baby!? Is it time!?" he asked, reaching to turn on the light and place his feet on the floor.

Grabbing the back of his t-shirt before he could stand and completely leave the bed, she quickly told him, "No, Nate, hold on. I just need to ask you something."

Rubbing the bump forming on his head he asked, "You're not in labor?"

"No. Not yet. You're so cute." She giggled quietly. "Nate, don't you think it would be better to serve buttercream cupcakes at the shower on Saturday?"

"Huh!?" he said, looking at her as if she'd grown another head.

2:10AM...

Chuck slid carefully from the bed so as not to wake Blair who had fallen immediately back to sleep after asking her ridiculous question. Picking up his cell from the nightstand, he went down the hall to his office. Sitting at his desk, he quickly texted Nate and waited.

Did you find out what the argument was about? - C

After telling him to "never mind" Jenny fell right back asleep. Nate, however, now had a goose egg forming on the back of his skull. Swiping his phone as he left the room he jogged downstairs and headed to the kitchen. Wrapping some ice in a towel, he applied the icepack to the bump. The contact was soothing. His phone beeped alerting him he had received a text. He quickly replied after reading.

I'm still not sure. Cupcakes and a Saturday shower? - N

I got fondant cake and a Saturday shower. Were they really about to attack one another over party refreshments!? - C

Probably. They have gone to all out war over worse things. - N

I thought she was in labor. - C

Me too. - N

We need to agree that they can never be pregnant at the same time again. - C

It's not likely. This time was a coincidence. - N

It's always good to have a plan. Good Night, Nathaniel. - C

You might have a point. Good Night. - N

Truth be told, Nate wasn't really concerned about the possibility of Jenny and Blair being pregnant at the same time again. Children are a blessing, he thought. Creating them and building a family with the love of his life was beyond anything he could have imagined. He would never take any of it for granted. With these thoughts circling in his head, he returned to his bed and his sweetheart.