My first attempt at a fanfic. Errors in grammer or spelling are my fault. Please leave feedback. Thank you. Oh and I haven't watched this scene in awhile so sorry if it doesn't match up perfectly with the scene in Broken Heart.

As the car made its way up the dirt ride she couldn't help but wonder how he would act when they saw his father for the first time. She didn't know what to expect, because her father experience was different. She glanced at him sideways, his face impossible to read, and held back the urge to blurt out some kind of words to help. She wanted to comfort him, tell him it'd be okay, that only good things would come from this. But she really didn't know how true that might be and she wanted to stay honest. They exited her Porche and started for the door of the small mobile home.

She turns as she notices him pause and gives him a questioning stare. Chuck begins speaking, their first words since they started the drive. "I couldn't find him; he didn't want to be found." Sarah can see the indecision on his face, as if he is trying to decide to hate his father, Steven Bartowski, or not. But Sarah knows if they don't go to that door, Chuck will wonder for the rest of his life 'What if I had just knocked?' and she didn't want him to regret his turning away. She also knows it will be good for Chuck to see his long absent father, so that is what she says.

"It'll be good to see him," she says gently, knowing all Chuck needs is a gentle prodding. Chuck starts for the door again and Sarah walks with him, butterflies flittering in her stomach. She resists the urge to smile as she thinks, I can kill people in a hundred different ways without batting an eyelid. I can quell a revolution in Paraguay with a fork, according to Chuck. But I get nervous at something so simple as meeting Steven Bartowski. She mentally rolls her eyes at herself when the 'will he like me?' thought runs through he head. She returns her full attention to Chuck, who has now knocked on the tin door.

Sarah doesn't even realize she holds her breath, she can feel a slight stiffening of Chuck's posture as they wait. Seconds tick by and she see Chuck's shoulders slump gently. She holds back a shiver threatening her spine because of the bitter wind, and her heart sinks to the ground at the heartbreaking look on Chuck's face. She immediately wants to reach out for him, touch him, kiss him, hold him and whisper in his ear whatever enters her mind if it will help him forget the pain. Her hand clenches in a fist, her heart pounding quickly and she swallows. She wants to hold him so much it actually hurts. Is that normal? she had never felt that before, not even with Bryce. She had never been able to break regulation for her other lovers, but, she realized how much she do for Chuck. She decides to put pass the rejection issues, the abandonment issues, her fear of having the kind of love that Chuck so wanted from her and her hand goes to his neck, rubbing against it gently. A thrill runs through her at just that touch.

"I'm sorry," she says quietly. I'm sorry for the pain you have to endure, sorry for the pain I've caused you especially. He turns his head to face her and her hand ceases to move, she can see the need in his eyes, and is certain he can see hers too. There's an honesty and opening in their eyes. They both know what each other wants. Sarah leans in almost minisculely and Chuck follows her lead, a thrill running through her and she readies herself for the kiss when suddenly, she hears the door's knob turning and the door swing open, her eyes shoot to the door and she sees Steven Bartowski with dissapointment (for not getting the kiss) but also relief that Chuck gets to see his father. She can see the remblance.

"Dad?" Chuck breaths.