Episode 3x11 – Part 5

A/N My laptop needs a nerd, it keeps dying on me. And so we come to the end of this, which is great actually, because it means we are counting down the hours to season 4!

So here's some major fluff to end my season 3 of Chuck. Which I don't own. Sadly.

It was late when we finally got back to the apartment. Casey stayed behind to oversee the CIA cleaners. He wasn't officially reinstated yet, but agent Carmichael gave the order. He grunted in response (what's new?), but I could swear he was beaming. 'Jeffster' took off with Morgan in tow, after he had quite an intense conversation with Chuck about collecting on an IOU. Something told me I didn't want to know. Chuck and I went back to Castle to debrief general Beckman. There was a lot to explain. At least Chuck used the time to inform her of the team he has chosen for Italy. So now we were officially on leave. Seven days of just being Chuck and Sarah. No spy stuff, no covers, no lies.

Chuck excused himself to go 'slip into something more comfortable'. I smiled to myself. That was supposed to be my line. I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water and stopped in my tracks. Next to the fridge was an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne. The ice had melted, but the champagne was still cold. There was a note stuck to the cork with something that looked suspiciously like an injection needle. I removed the note and disposed of the needle making sure Chuck wouldn't catch sight of it, given his fear of small sharp objects. The note simply read 'Awesome'. I guess Ellie told her husband the good news. Of course Devon was the only one who understood what this really meant. I shuddered a little. One day Ellie is going to find out the truth. It was inevitable, but when that day comes, I'll take it all on me. I was the one who forced Chuck to lie to her and indirectly I'm responsible for all the lies Devon had to tell his wife.

My thoughts were interrupted when a pair of arms wrapped around me from behind. Chuck gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and rested his chin on my shoulder. "What do you have there?" I showed him the note. "Captain Awesome knows?"

I nodded. "Ellie and I had a talk this morning. She must have told him."

"Yikes," Chuck responded, "you should have pressed your distress button sooner."

I smacked his arm playfully. "It wasn't that bad. Well, it started off a little awkward when she caught me in your bed..." Damn it, I've said too much.

"You slept in my bed last night?" I squeezed my eyes shut. This was a little embarrassing. "I'm sorry I missed it," Chuck continued, not helping my awkwardness at all. I decided to deflect. I placed the note back on the counter, reached back and tangled my fingers in his curls.

"Just shut up and kiss me." Chuck smiled and angled his head to capture my lips. The kiss started off slow, but quickly turned intense. I was going to win so many arguments this way. My breath hitched when his tongue boldly entered my mouth. My knees grew week. Okay, I was going to lose so many arguments this way. It didn't matter. I kissed him back with raw hunger. Chuck's kisses were addictive and I couldn't get enough.

He backed us slowly out of the kitchen. My heart started to pound faster, but then my brain registered that we were moving towards the living room. I broke away from the kiss. "Bedroom's the other way," I breathed and captured his lips again, trying to divert our course. Chuck was stronger and my legs didn't work properly. He sank down on the couch, pulling me sideways onto his lap. His one arm was wrapped around my back, the other pulled my legs up onto the couch. I cradled his face in my hands and continued to kiss him. We had a lot of time to make up for. Eventually we had to come up for air. Our gazes locked. We were both trying to get our breathing under control.

"Are you okay, Chuck?" I was the first to break the silence. I could tell that he wanted to talk about something. After months of keeping his emotions from me, I could read him again. It was a relief. Chuck didn't respond immediately. Instead he just tucked my head under his chin and pulled me closer. I wedged my arm in between his back and the couch. I laid me free hand on his chest, feeling his steady heartbeat under my palm.

"I just wanted to make sure this is real."

I captured his hand in mine and entwined our fingers. "It is real." It felt so good to say it, but it also reminded me of the last time I told him that and everything that happened afterwards. I sat up straight and caught his eyes. "My feelings for you have always been real." I was rewarded with a wide Bartowski smile. "I missed that," I whispered and gave him a soft kiss.

"I missed you, Sarah. After I screwed things up in Prague..."

"Chuck, don't. You did the right thing." Deep down I always knew, but it took me a while to accept that fact. I made an impulsive decision back then, one driven out of fear and desperation.

"Yeah, but why does me doing the right thing always end up hurting you?"

"That worked both ways, but no more, okay. Nothing can stop this now. Not the CIA and definitely not my stupid pride."

"It wasn't your pride, sweetheart. I should have handled things differently in Prague. You thought I left you, just like your dad and Bryce did and I should have realised that. I'm so, so sorry."

The sincerity in his eyes almost made me cry. Sometimes I forget just how well he knows me. I swallowed hard. I owed him an apology too. Several in fact. "I'm sorry I didn't let you explain when you came back. And I'm sorry I asked Beckman for a reassignment after you told me that you loved me. I lied to you in the dojo, you could still hurt me and that scared me, but leaving wasn't the answer."

Chuck let go of my hand and gently cupped my cheek. "Are you still scared?" I nodded. For this to work, we need to be honest with each other. "I'm not going to let you down, Sarah."

I gave him a watery smile. "I know. I trust you and I will not push you away again. I promise." We sealed our 'vows' with a kiss. And another.

Things heated up quickly and our conversation was pushed to the back of my mind. There were more pressing matters to take care off. Chuck felt it too, because his arm returned to the back of my knees and he stood up. I broke away from his lips. "I can walk you know." Despite my protest I tightened my grip around his neck.

"I know," he said and gave me the Bartowski eyebrow dance, making me giggle, "and I've seen you do it too." We made our way down the hall. "Now I believe you gave me some directions earlier..." The rest of his words got lost in my mouth. We were so done talking.

Chuck laid me down on the bed, but I didn't let go of my grip around his neck. I pulled his head down for another earth shattering kiss. When his lips finally left mine, I was breathing hard. He settled himself on his side next to me and my stomach fluttered when his fingers brushed over my lower abdomen and his hand captured my hip. He propped himself up on one elbow. His eyes searched my face and I gave him a nod. Just to make sure he understood, I added "make love to me, Chuck." He gave me a heartfelt smile before bending down and brushing his lips over mine.

I've never experienced anything like this before. With every kiss, every touch, Chuck let me know how much he cared. How much he loved me. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I returned it in kind. I never wanted him to doubt that I feel the same way.

When he finally settled over me, our eyes locked and he whispered "I love you, Sarah", and we became one. He stilled for a moment, allowing my body to adjust to him.

With my hand on the back of his neck I pulled myself up slightly. Kissing him along his jaw, I paused when I reached his ear. I wanted to say it. I needed to. "I love you. I can't even remember a time when I didn't. You're the one I've been waiting for my whole life." Chuck gently pushed me back against the mattress, his eyes locked on mine.

"Marry me. I know it's too soon to ask, so don't answer now. Just say yes when you're ready." I could only moan in response as our bodies started to move in a perfect rhythm, like we've done this a hundred times before. I wrapped my legs around his waist, trying to touch as much of him as I could.

As the tension started to mound, Chuck's hand found mine. I looked at our entwined fingers on the pillow next to my head and found my voice. With my free hand I cupped the side of his face. "Yes." It came out as a hoarse whisper, so I tried again. "Yes."

Chuck's eyes darkened. "Are you sure?"

I nodded. "Yes." It felt like my brain got stuck on that word, but then all thoughts fled when his lips crashed onto mine just as we both tumbled over the edge.

I woke up spooned into Chuck. My first thought was that his arm must be dead seeing as I slept on it. I tried to roll away, but a soft "don't move" made me turn my head instead. Chuck was wide awake.

I got a little suspicious. "Were you staring at me while I slept?" Like I would mind.

"No, I was lovingly gazing." I laughed and gave him a good morning kiss.

"Good morning to you too," he replied when I let him have his lips back. He raised an eyebrow. "I thought you were not a morning person?"

"I told you it depended on the morning."

"Ah, and this is a good morning?"

I smiled at him. "The best. We got engaged last night." The past two and half days were crazy and maybe it was madness to say yes so soon, but after my conversation with Ellie yesterday, the thought was never far from my mind. Being kidnapped was just another reminder that we shouldn't waste time. We loved each other and we knew each other better than most couples do. Besides, when have we ever done things the 'conventional' way?

"You're not having second thoughts are you?" Chuck asked when I grew quiet.

"Only about your 'playboy' cover. That means Beckman wants you to seduce marks and Sarah Walker does not share her husband. Not even for the greater good." Not unless the CIA was happy with a dead mark.

Chuck smiled. "I'll tell her, but I think you're jumping the gun a bit. The correct term is fiancé."

I extracted myself from Chuck's embrace and sat up against the headboard, covered in a sheet. He took the plunge last night with his proposal and I have one of my own. "Chuck, would you mind if we got married before we left for Rome?"

Chuck's eyes grew wide. "Sarah, do you think that I...that we...did I..." he was motioning to my stomach region. I was trying very hard not to laugh, but the look on his face was priceless.

"No, sweetie, we were careful," I assured him. We will definitely be discussing babies later. I'm hoping something along the line of when and how many. "I was just thinking that with us off to Italy and Devon and Ellie considering going to Africa, it might be a while before we're all in the same place again. I really want them there and I know you do too."

"Yeah, yeah, of course," Chuck was getting excited, "do you think we can pull it off in a couple of days?"

"Well, we did arrange a wedding for Ellie in a couple of hours. Casey turned out to be a great wedding co-ordinator." I can just imagine the look on his face when we tell him. He'll probably come up with a new grunt.

"So if we can get married say, three days from now, that leaves us with a couple of days for a honeymoon in...maybe Paris?" I knew how badly Chuck wanted to go and how disappointed he must have been when he couldn't get off the plane when he actually was there, so Paris would be perfect. But I couldn't resist teasing him.

"Well, Chuck, would you mind going to Paris a second time and not see the Eifel Tower?" I asked innocently.

He looked a little confused. "Why wouldn't I see it?"

I scooted over to him. Letting the sheet fall, I straddled his hips. I kissed the spot below his ear before whispering "it is a honeymoon after all."

He groaned before responding. "I'll put my paperweight on the nightstand. I'm sure that counts."

I couldn't help but smile. I finally picked a good one.

A/N And roll credits. Thank you for taking this journey with me. I love all the reviews. Speaking of which, why don't you let me know what your favourite episode was? Personally I like ep 5, but writing this last one 'as Sarah Walker' was totally awesome.

I already know what I will be writing next...exams! But watch this space. Coming end November there will be a brand new AU story – the whole gang will be back (minus certain road kill). The Buymore will make way for a brand new and very fun setting for Jeff, Lester, Morgan, Anna, Big Mike (who I adore) and Emmitt (because I think he's so much funnier than Harry Tang). Bryce and Carina will be there to stir things up. Ellie and Devon will bring their awesomeness. Casey will ensure we don't run out of grunts and gunplay. Sarah Walker is about to face her toughest cover job yet. And Chuck has a little surprise for us. There will be drama, humour, action, angst, romance, and of course, Charah. Who do you think you're dealing with here?

There may be a few updates on 'Covers', but that's a threat not a promise. I will finish it at some point. The first chapter needs a bit of a rewrite. I suck at codes. Enjoy season 4 of Chuck. I hope it's a good one.

Ciao. Kate.