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It must have been a good five minutes before the silence in the living room was replaced by a sad whisper: "Chuck, I hope the next thing I remember will be our wedding." It meant so much to her that he gave her the ring back, and deep down she knew it would mean so much more once she actually remembered the day they became man and wife. She was glad to have accepted the ring. She remembered him and his family, and was more certain now than ever that she did love him before she lost her memories; she truly knows now that all of this was real, more than a mission, more than a deep-under-cover assignment. Chuck gently ran his hand through her blond waves. "I hope so, too, Sarah. That's why I gave you the ring." His throat was thick with tears and she knew he was trying to swallow them down. "If looking at the ring helps you to remember our engagement, then maybe wearing it will help you remember the day we got married."

Sarah pulled away from Chuck to look him in the eyes. "You've shown me that life is full of surprises Chuck. And someday, when I do remember, life will be ours to pursue again, with nothing standing in our way."

Chuck took Sarah's hand and kissed it. "Nothing in our way," he replied just before they heard a gentle knock on the kitchen door. Ellie poked her head into the living room, slowly and carefully, not wanting to interrupt them.

"Chuck, Sarah?" The two acknowledged her presence by steering their gazes in her direction. "Dinner's ready. We're just about to get the dishes on the table."

Sarah got to her feet and smiled at Ellie. "I'll help Devon with that, Ellie."

Being the gracious host she was, Ellie insisted she didn't have to, but Sarah countered that she had yet to help with anything, and she hadn't had much of a chance to talk to Devon yet. So Ellie nodded her head as Sarah went into the kitchen, and then turned to her brother when the two were alone.

"Chuck, you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, sis. I just, can't even begin to describe how I feel. To have Sarah remember...I couldn't ask for anything more today. We're that much closer to overcoming this bump in the road."

Ellie just looked at her brother. "You really are aces, Chuck."

"What do you mean?"

"It means I'm glad you didn't listen to me when I told you your wife was gone. I talked to Sarah about this earlier, Chuck, but it's really you I need to apologize to. I can see I was very wrong."

"Ellie, if it were Devon, would you have given up on him?" She shook her head no. "Exactly, sis. I would do anything for Sarah, just as you would for Devon."

"I know, Chuck. This means a lot to all of us, and it means a lot to me, not just because I love Sarah, but because I love you. It makes me happy to see you happy, and when Sarah's recollections bring that to you, I couldn't ask for more."

Touched by her words, Chuck hugged Ellie tight and thanked her. She was truly the best sister a brother could ask for.


Sarah had just finished pouring drinks in everybody's glasses when Ellie and Chuck entered the kitchen. The dinner was prepared, and everybody took their seats at the dining table, which was outlined with silver garnish and had an artificial mini Christmas tree, decorated in simple white lights, for a centerpiece. Each sat next to their respective spouse and Clara's high chair was placed next to Ellie.

Before everyone began to eat, Devon drew everyone's attention by raising his glass. "I'd like to begin," he started, "by saying that having everyone here tonight is the highlight of this Christmas. Chuck, Sarah, we're so glad you could come and spend this time with us. And here's to you, Sarah, and the return of your memories. We love you and no matter the distance, we'll be with you every step of the way as you continue to remember. Cheers."

Everyone nodded in agreement and clinked glasses. Then Sarah raised her own glass to make a statement, "I want to thank you all, for not giving up on me." She made eye contact with Chuck, and then with the Woodcombs opposite of her. "As you know, I haven't always had the most stable family relationships, and I am thankful to all of you for giving me that stability, even in the face of what's happened. I've also never really have had much of a real identity before all of you came along. I am proud to be part of this family, and I wouldn't trade my life as Mrs. Sarah Bartowski for anything. So with that said, here's to family."

"And to an awesome Christmas," Devon chimed in, earning a smile and nod of agreement from Ellie.

"Devon," Chuck added, "I couldn't agree more."