DISCLAIMER: I don't own "Chuck."

SUMMARY: After Chuck breaks up with Sarah (in the second season episode "Chuck Vs. The Breakup"), she fights to win him back. But Chuck's mysterious behavior worries both Sarah and Ellie. Has he found a new girl friend or is something else going on?

NOTE: OK folks, this is the final chapter of the first fan fiction I ever did. I'm still not sure about it but as always, all of you are the judge!

Part Seven – A Nice Recovery

"Can I get up now?"

"Absolutely not!" Sarah replied. "I like you where you are. Don't you like where you are?"

Chuck had to admit that he did. He was lying on the couch in the living room of his apartment with his head in Sarah's lap as she applied an ice pack to his aching head.

He had gotten quite a bump after he had fallen from the treadmill at the gym and hit his head on the weight machine. It had really, really hurt and Sarah had been frantic. She had wanted to rush him to the hospital but he groggily ensured her that it was just a bump and to take him home.

Sarah wasn't totally convinced but since there wasn't any blood and since home had two doctors, she finally agreed. She half-carried an unsteady Chuck out to the car and drove back to his place to a frantic and relieved Ellie. She immediately examined Chuck and eventually pronounced him suffering from a very bad bump on the head and ordered him to lie down with an ice pack on his head.

And he did, on the couch. To which Sarah immediately sat down with him and replaced the pillow under his head with her lap.

She stared down at Chuck, holding the ice pack on his bump with one hand and gently and slowly stroking his hair with the other hand. Ellie took all of this in, glared at Chuck, and declared "You idiot! I told you!" and walked away shaking her head.

"What does that mean?" Sarah asked Chuck.

"She kept insisting to me that you had feelings for me and I kept insisting to her that you didn't. You did tell me that you love me, didn't you? I didn't imagine that, did I?"

Sarah sighed but smiled at him. "Chuck, for the 10th time, I love you! You didn't imagine that. I said it. And I'm glad!" And then she added, "Do you love me?"

"Yes, I love you!" He paused and then added, "I just can't believe this is happening. I keep thinking that fall knocked me out and I'm dreaming all of this."

"Believe it Chuck!" And she leaned down and kissed him. It felt magical. His kisses had always felt magical and incredible. She had never felt that way when she had kissed anyone else. "You know for someone who doesn't think very much of himself, you sure are an incredible kisser," she said.

"Well, what can I say? You bring out the best in me," he replied.

"And on the subject of bringing out the best in you, there are a few things that we need to get settled here!" Sarah said. She gave him a firm look before continuing.

"Chuck, from now on, when you get any sort of advice or information from Bryce or anyone about me, you talk to me. You don't know how hurt I was when you broke up with me. I understand and appreciate why you did that but still, it hurt. Something like that, I think I should have a say in it. I realize that you were trying to protect me but I don't like you avoiding me and not seeing me. I want to be with you. I want to be with you as much as possible. OK?"

He nodded and then grimaced slightly at the pain it caused in his head.

"And in regards to the gun, I will give you shooting lessons."

"You're OK with my learning how to use a gun?" Chuck asked.

"Not really, I'm not sure I like the idea of you with a gun. And I can imagine how Casey is going to react. But you should not be anywhere near a gun unless you've had training. I realize that you are getting more and more involved with the missions. You've even saved our lives a couple of times. So, you should at least get some training. We'll see how that training goes and then we'll decide about you with a gun. And in regards to your self defense lessons, I think that is definitely a good idea. There have been too many times where someone has attacked you or tried to snatch you. So I agree with that."

Sarah paused and then for maximum effect tried to look as commanding as possible for what she had to say next. "And I will be teaching you self defense from here on."

"Oh that's all right. I can still take lessons with Tracy."

Sarah looked at him sternly. "Chuck, you are NOT taking lessons with her any longer. I will teach you."

"You don't have to go to that trouble."

"It's no trouble. Besides, I'm not sure that she is teaching you right."

"Devon set me up with her. He said that she was one of the best self defense instructors around," Chuck replied.

"I can teach you just fine Chuck!"

"But I'm paid up with lessons with her through the end of the month."

Sarah let out an exasperated sigh at that. "You're taking self defense lessons with me from here on."

Chuck looked at strangely. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing is wrong. I would just prefer that you take those lessons from me instead of that instructor," she replied.

He looked at her strangely again and started to say something but stopped.

"What?" she asked.

"Well … it's just that … I don't know."

"What?" she insisted.

"I know it's crazy … but … are you jealous?"

She didn't say anything so Chuck continued. "Yeah, I know, I'm being ridiculous. I'm the one who always get jealous whereas you have absolutely nothing to get jealous about it. Sorry!'

Sarah sighed and rolled her eyes. She WAS jealous. He just didn't have a clue about what a catch he was and how many women would find him attractive and appealing, especially after they spent time with him and got to know him better. It had been that way with her. When she first met him, she liked him. And then as she got to know him, her attraction for him grew rapidly and hugely. That instructor had been spending a lot of time with him and no doubt had gotten to know Chuck. So Sarah wanted to nip this in the bud.

"Chuck, there is NO way that I am letting that woman paw you any longer."

"She wasn't pawing me!"

He REALLY didn't have a clue, she thought. "Chuck, you will be taking self defense lessons with me from here on. Understood?" This look that she gave him demanded understanding. So Chuck agreed.

Then she softly stroked his hair again. "Play your cards right and those sessions might include more than just self defense." She looked seductively at him when she added that last part.

Before he could reply, Ellie came back in the room. "Chuck, I understand why you got that gun. I understand but I don't like it and I want that gun out of this apartment!" They had explained the gun to Ellie by saying that, like the self-defense training, Chuck was trying new and different things, things that he normally wouldn't do, like learning how to shoot and use a gun.

Ellie continued. "Now I want to know what this is all about? Were you thinking of killing yourself?" And she held out the papers about suicide that she and Sarah had found in his room. Sarah looked down at Chuck with concern.

"Ellie, look at the other side of those papers," Chuck replied.

Ellie frowned but turned the sheets over. Then she looked puzzled. "Chuck, what is this?"

"I went on a Nerd Herd service call to a psychiatrist's office last week. The doctor wanted all of this stuff done to his computer. It was too much to do all that there, so I had to bring the computer back to the store. I needed to take notes on what he wanted done so that we'd get it right. I asked him if he had any scratch paper or anything I could write on. And that's what he gave me."

Sarah started breathing again. Ellie looked so relieved. "Oh thank God!" she exclaimed. "I was so scared."

"So was I!" Sarah admitted.

"I'm sorry!" Chuck said. "I caused a lot of problems didn't I?"

"YES!" Both Sarah and Ellie exclaimed. But they both smiled at him.

"Well, at least it turned out all right in the end," Ellie said.

"It turned out great!" Sarah added. And then she leaned down and kissed Chuck again.