A/N: If you don't follow me on twitter, my daughter dressed up as Brenda, Grace's personification of evil and way of torturing me. What does she want you might ask? What do you think, MOLLY! We return to the Mollyverse with the question we've been wondering since Christmas…It is a baby brother, right?….I give you Ch 2, Are You Sure?
Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck, or Molly, but I need Brenda to go away.
"Chuck," he heard the voice say. He opened his eyes and looked up at the lights. "Chuck," it was the voice of an angel, his angel…Sarah. He smiled, and then he thought about the video he had just watched. He jumped to his feet, ran out the door, skidded to a stop on one foot, entered the men's room, and got to the toilet just before his stomach emptied. "Oh, boy," Sarah muttered.
The rest of the class looked at her in pity. She shrugged, and grinned sheepishly. They had just watched the birthing video. Chuck had been nervous about the birthing class, but Sarah was so excited, he had kept his mouth shut. This was one of those times he really missed Ellie. She could of prepared him, or at least talked to Sarah about it. He was going to get through the class. He had decided that, and then the video began. He wasn't sure why the mother had to be naked. He had always heard about the beauty of birth, but there was nothing beautiful on that screen. In fact, he was wondering why any of these women had not only had sex if there was a chance to do what he was watching, but some of them did it with nothing but this purpose!
Chuck felt the room get hot, spin, and a couple of times he wished he hadn't had that burrito for lunch. He got himself under control just in time to look up and see the baby crowning. That was the last thing he remembered. He splashed cool water on his face while standing at the sink. He looked down at the sink and the water running.
"I don't know if I can do this," he said softly to himself.
"Well, luckily you don't have to do that part," he heard her say. He spun around and there was Sarah, standing in the men's room. He thought she'd be mad, upset, embarrassed, or something, but all she was, was concerned. "Unlike that video," she said gesturing behind her. "There is usually some type of partition between the top half and bottom half, and I think it's best if you work the top half, or out in the waiting area."
"I can't do that," Chuck said. Sarah smiled at him.
"Sweetie, I love you, but when I'm giving birth I really don't have time to wake you up from off the floor. I'd have to let you lay there," she said.
"If you never want to have sex again, I understand," Chuck blurted out. "I mean…" he turned a little pale, turned to the sink, and felt her hand at his back and on his shoulder. "I'm useless."
"Kinda needed you to get to this point," she said with a grin.
"Ha!" he replied. Sarah gave him a side hug.
"As long as you're there for everything after," she said, giving him a smile. He stepped away, and looked at her, mock affronted.
"Woman, please, you know I am, and will be," he replied.
"I know, Chuck, I know," she said, and gave him a kiss, but quickly pulled away.
"Mouthwash," he muttered. She dug in her purse and found some gum.
"Come on, let's go home," she said.
"So why was she naked?" Carina asked the next day at lunch. Sarah shrugged.
"I'm really not sure," Sarah admitted. "The narrator said, but Chuck was turning funny colors and making gurgling noises." Carina laughed.
"You know, if you went into labor, and couldn't get to the hospital the nerd would probably deliver the baby just fine," Carina said, shaking her head. Sarah was nodding.
"Right?" she answered. "But put him in a spot where his mind can think and really process what is going on…" Sarah shuddered, and Carina belly laughed. "I love him, but sometimes…"
"Stick with the first part of that sentence," Carina said. "So today's the big day, huh?"
"Yep," Sarah said, blowing out a breath.
"Have you considered what you are going to do if it's not a boy?" Carina asked.
"Flee the country," Sarah said. "I have fake passports and IDs ready for both Chuck and myself."
"Sarah, you wouldn't leave that girl, either of them," Carina said, grinning.
"But she scares me sometimes," Sarah admitted. Carina leaned in.
"She scares me all the time," Carina answered.
Chuck and Sarah sit in the driveway of their home, neither making a sound or moving a muscle.
"Baby's healthy," Chuck said after some time.
"Yes," Sarah said, nodding. "Looks like it will be a normal delivery, nothing complicated."
"Which is awesome," Chuck said with no enthusiasm.
"Absolutely," Sarah answered. They sat there for minute.
"Could we get a second opinion? Chuck asked.
"Chuck, we got three while we were there," Sarah said.
"Different hospital?" Chuck asked. "Different country?"
"Chuck," Sarah began.
"Sarah, they said it was a girl!" Chuck said, his eyes wide. "I have to go in there and tell her I failed!"
"You failed?" Sarah asked.
"Yeah, my sperm didn't do something right," Chuck replied. Sarah closed her eyes. "What?
"I don't know that it's anyone's fault," Sarah said, shaking her head.
"What if we move and don't tell them?" Chuck asked.
"You could leave Molly and Clara?" she asked, him a look of, "are you stupid?" on her face, knowing the same thought had crossed her mind.
"You know I couldn't, and neither could you, it's just…Sarah, she scares me," Chuck admitted.
"Chuck, she scares all of us," Sarah said, taking his hand. "I'll protect you," she said with a wink.
"You know I like it when you get all protectory," Chuck said, grinning. Sarah leaned across the seat.
"Yeah?" she asked. Chuck nodded. "Then you tell Molly, and I'll protect you, all night."
"Nope, no, unh-uh, net, nein, no freakin way!" he said, looking scared to death.
"All night?" she asked, pouting. Chuck shook his head.
"You can pull out every trick in the book they taught you, you can use every feminine wile you have, and there is no way it works. We do this together," Chuck said. "I don't put my foot down on much, but this, this I do." Sarah nodded.
"You're right," she said, and opened the door.
"Hey, any chance later-" he began.
"Nien," she said, looking at him batting his eyes.
"I'm not sure that was necessary," Chuck grumbled.
They had gone in, made dinner, and were sitting at the table, nervous as can be.
"How's my brother doing?" Molly asked. Chuck dropped his fork onto his plate mid-scoop, and Sarah stopped chewing. She looked at him.
"A week," she offered. Chuck shook his head. She closed her eyes, reached over, and took his hand.
"Molly, sweetie, the doctor saw the baby today," Sarah began.
"How is he?" Molly asked, her face excited.
"He's a she," Chuck said. He watched her face. She turned and looked at him.
"Are you sure?" she asked.
"Pumpkin, he had everyone check it to make sure," Chuck explained. "The baby is a girl." Molly nodded.
"You know after the baby is born, and we've had some time to get adjusted, we were planning on having another one," Sarah said. Chuck looked at her.
"We are?" he asked.
"Well, you didn't seem to mind the idea," Sarah replied.
"How about we see how you handle this one," Chuck said, going a little white. Sarah grinned as she fought not to roll her eyes.
"Chuck, I'll be fine," she said. Molly was watching them and shook her head.
"Maybe he's right," Molly muttered. Chuck and Sarah shared a look and Emma jumped up.
"I'm taking Clara for her bath, and get her ready for bed," Emma said grinning. "I suspect we might be about to get some more Jerry wisdom, and it's been awhile so I'm sure it's a doozy."
"Take me with you," Chuck said. Sarah and Emma burst out laughing. Emma left and Sarah and Chuck waited. "What did Jerry say?"
"He said his brother told him, his mom and dad had to practice a lot before they got a baby brother," Molly said. Chuck just blinked. He couldn't speak. Sarah looked at Chuck, fighting to keep from bursting out laughing.
"Sweetie," Sarah began, wondering if she shouldn't just leave this alone but finding she couldn't help herself. "Doesn't Jerry only have his older brother?"
"Yes, and it took a lot of tries for him to come along, so they had to practice a lot," she said. She stared at them. "Well?"
"You are not telling us to go practice right now," Chuck said.
"Daddy, you always tell me if you want something you have to work for it," Molly said, standing. Sarah clapped her hand over Chuck's mouth.
"Molly, in many situations that's true but in this one, there is no way to know whether the baby will be a boy or a girl," Sarah said, giving Chuck a warning look as she removed her hand. Chuck was close to bursting from the laughter he was holding in. "There are a lot of old wives tales and myths, but nothing scientific."
"So, you just have to keep trying?" Molly asked. Chuck put his hand over his own mouth.
"Yes, sweetie, we have to keep trying, if we want a boy," Sarah said. "Your father is right though, we do need to see how things go. I plan on having another, but something could happen." Molly stared at Chuck, and Chuck wondered.
"Pumpkin, can I ask you a crazy question?" he asked. She nodded. "Are you worried if we have a little girl, that is ours, we're going to love her more than you?" Molly didn't say anything. Sarah's smile and laughter were gone. Such an idea had never occurred to her.
"I mean she would be yours," Molly said softly.
"Molly Bartowski," Chuck said, giving her the stink eye. She couldn't help herself, she giggled. "You better know that your mother and I consider you to be ours. We couldn't love you more than if you were our blood child. What did I tell you so many months ago?"
"That we were lucky because someone chose to love us?" she asked.
"That's right," Sarah said. "And I don't want to ever hear another crazy word that we don't love you. You practically harassed this poor guy until he married me."
"Thank you, by the way," Chuck mocked whispered. She gently elbowed him in the ribs, grinning.
"Plus you harassed me until I asked him out, causing me to embarrass myself," Sarah continued.
"You didn't cry in a beautiful women's home you just met because it used to belong to your dead sister," Chuck countered. Sarah turned to him.
"I really owe her one don't I?" Sarah asked.
"More like I do," Chuck replied. They both turned to her. "So we love you, you got us together, and you will always be our daughter, got it?" She nodded. "Good, now go see if Emma needs any help, and we'll be up in a minute." She got down, came over and kissed Sarah first and then Chuck and then headed upstairs. Chuck turned to Sarah.
"So were you going to ask me if we could work harder, or promise her you would, or what, because it was right there and I know you couldn't resist it," she said, grinning.
"The only thing I could resist less than that is you," Chuck said with his own grin.
"Wow! We are trying hard tonight," she said, emphasizing the night. "Mr. Bartowski."
"And?" Chuck asked. She moved in close.
"Chuck, you know it works," she said and gave him a big kiss.
"I will always love our children," Chuck said.
"But you owe Molly big time," Sarah said with a coy grin on her face.
"You ain't kiddin'," Chuck said, getting up and clearing the table.
"Wake up!" Molly said, landing in the middle of the bed. Chuck shot straight up.
"Wha? Where? Is there a fire?" He asked.
"No, we have to go shopping and get the best deals!" Molly said.
"What are you talking about?" Sarah asked, rubbing her eyes. "What time is it?"
"We have to go when it's black on Friday to get the best deals for baby things, and it's Friday, and it's really dark outside," Molly said. Chuck looked at the clock.
"It is 3:14," Chuck said.
"Baby, that's for the day after Thanksgiving," Sarah explained. "We'll go this weekend."
"Oh," Molly said. "Guess I better get back to bed. You-" Sarah cut her off.
"Molly, before you say another word," Sarah began in a mom voice. Chuck bet she used that voice in the CIA to control assets and they did exactly what she said, every single time to the letter of the law. "Do you remember when Chuck told you to stop about the baby brother?" She nodded. "You need to stop about the practicing." She nodded and left. When Chuck heard her door close, he couldn't help himself.
"She could be right you know," he said. He was whacked by a pillow. "I could be concussed."
"You'll get over it," she said, snuggling into him. After a minute she raised up to look at him. "Well?"
"Well, what?" Chuck asked, confused.
"Aren't you going to lock the door?" Sarah asked, grinning.
"I thought you wanted her to quit saying that stuff?" Chuck asked, still confused but getting up.
"Oh, I do," Sarah admitted. "But, you know," she said, bouncing one shoulder. "What if she's right?"
"So you just want me for practice?" Chuck asked, trying to appear affronted.
"Do you really care that much?" she asked, grinning. Chuck shook his head with his own grin. "Then get over here!" And he did.
They had shopped all day for baby things. They were all tired, and Chuck wanted to lift their spirits. He pulled into an animal shelter, and Sarah gave him a look.
"This is why I don't let you drive," she said, winking.
"I thought maybe we could go visit some animals and cheer us up," he said. "The shopping kind of put us all in foul moods."
"Good idea, Daddy," Molly said. They got everyone out of the car and Sarah sided up to Chuck.
"Is this a good idea?" she asked.
"Why wouldn't it be?" Chuck asked. Sarah gave him a look and shook her head. They went through the shelter and Chuck stopped in his tracks looking at one of the puppies.
"Chuckkk," Sarah said, worried.
"Sorry, he looks just like Peaches," Chuck said. "He was my dog, back when my whole family lived together." Sarah looked at him. Molly went over to the puppy in the cage. One of the volunteers came over.
"Does she want to play with him?" the volunteer asked. Sarah looked at Chuck, who was lost in his thoughts, a sad look on his face.
"Yes," Sarah said. The volunteer got the puppy out and within minutes, Sarah was rolling her eyes. Molly and the puppy had bonded, and Chuck just watched them, joy on his face. Sarah sat Clara down and she walked over and began to play with Molly and the puppy. The puppy was good with the two little girls. "Can you watch them a minute, I need to take care of something?" Sarah asked.
"Sure," Chuck said. "You okay?"
"Never better, Chuck," she said. She walked out of the room, and the four never really noticed how long she was gone. When she returned, Chuck sighed.
"Girls, we need to go," Chuck said.
"Bye, puppy," Molly said.
"I believe the puppy's name is Peaches," Sarah said. Chuck's head whipped around.
"Are you sure?" he asked, shocked.
"Well, I'm told the owner gets to name the puppy," Sarah said. Chuck's jaw dropped.
"Peaches," Molly said. Peaches licked Molly's face. Chuck pulled Sarah into a hug.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Chuck," Sarah said smiling. "That puppy is a member of the family, and if I made them put him back, they'd be heartbroken."
"Right," Chuck said grinning.
"And, you'd pout for days," Sarah said.
"Weeks," Chuck replied. Sarah kissed him. "Come on, Peaches, we're going home." Peaches barked in agreement.
A/N: For the record I never passed out during the birthing video we had to watch…the rest of the running…that may be based on a very true story….Take care…Until next time