A/N: Hey guys. This is my take of what may happen to Chuck and Sarah (: It's a happy story...well maybe not the beginning, but it will be. I hope to finish it before the finale on Friday. It's sad to see Chuck go. It's been such a huge part of my life. I hope that the Chuck fandom will live on (:

Please forgive me if there are any mistakes, especially with the hospital/medical stuff...i'm not much of a medical/hospital-ish person (:

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck.

Sarah Walker woke up this morning with no recollection of the past 5 years of her life. She was no longer a Bartowski...no. It was not by will, but its just that she never knew anyone by the name Bartowski. Now if she'd never known a Bartowski, then how was she to know that she was a Bartowski.

A man named Quinn came this morning and introduced himself to her as her handler. She had her doubts about him - he looked a little shady, and his facts were a little off, but who else was she to ask about what happened to her. She couldn't remember anything.

She'd learnt from a young age that in this line of business, you can never judge one by their cover. And so she didn't judge him. She accepted what he told her and made a note in her head to run a check on him the next chance possible.

He told her that she'd been knocked out for about a week. He asked her if she felt mentally and physically able to resume field work. She said 'yes'. A mission was a mission - she jumped at every chance she was given. She didn't care about the danger it brought; after all, it was a chance to escape from the realities of life. Her life was, well, she didn't really have a life. Her life was missions.

And so he gave her her next mission. Her next mission was to hunt down a guy by the name Chuck Bartowski, and kill him. He was the guy that was apparently responsible for her injuries.

She spent the day doing some preliminary research in preparation for the mission. Quinn had left her a computer with the CIA database downloaded onto it. She typed the name 'Chuck Bartowski' into the search engine and a load of information popped up. She clicked on the first result.

Name: Charles (Chuck) Bartowski

Alias: Charles Carmicheal

Occpuation: Former CIA Agent, Owner of Carmicheal Industries and the Burbank Buymore

Family:

Wife: Sarah Bartowski nee Walker

Mother: Mary Bartowski

Father: Stephen (Orion) Bartowski

Sister: Ellie Bartowski - Woodcomb

Brother in Law: Devon Woodcomb

Niece: Clara Woodcomb

Notes: Former Intersect

Before she had the chance to read the contents of the page, she felt a churning sensation in her stomach. She rushed to the toilet, and regurgitated the contents of her breakfast into the toilet bowl. She hadn't had much for breakfast, so she was rather stunned at the amount of stuff that she could regurgitate.

She sat by the toilet bowl as she felt a second wave of throw up coming up. After purging the second time, she realized that she felt extremely weak, moody and emotional. It was strange. She'd never felt this way before. She was always one that could keep her emotions in check no matter what circumstance, and could stop herself from feeling emotions she didn't want to feel. She'd also never felt this way before after she threw up...it felt...different. The 'moody' side of her made her think something was wrong with her, and so she decided to get it checked out at a hospital.

She walked out of the toilet, supporting herself on various pieces of furniture as she went. She saw the computer on the desk on the far side of the room, but the 'tired' side of her was determined to walk as little as possible. She couldn't be bothered to walk that far. She eyed a cell phone on her dresser. She picked it up and searched up the nearest hospital. The first result that came up was Westside Hospital.

Ellie had just finished her shift - she was on her way to her office to change and retrieve her stuff. She couldn't wait to get home to Clara.

As she walked past the out-patient section, she thought she saw someone that resembled Sarah.

'Must be a coincidence.' She thought to herself. 'Must be my mind playing tricks on me because I miss her so much.'

'Ms Sarah Walker, this way please.'

Ellie turned back and saw Sarah.

She walked up to the nurse that was assisting Sarah, and told her that she'd take over from here.

'Sarah. Hey, how are you?' She asked.

'Good. Well, not really. I feel extremely tired, and I've thrown up a couple of times this morning...I never get sick.'

It was strange. Sarah was acting as if she didn't know her. And she'd just used her maiden name. She'd stopped using her maiden name (well Casey was an exception - he'd gotten used to calling her Walker.)

'Sarah, do you know who I am?'

Sarah was confused. Was she supposed to know who she was? She eyed the name tag on Ellie's shirt. 'Umm..Dr. Ellie Woodcomb?'

Ellie stared at her. She didn't mean to, but she couldn't help it.

'What? Am I supposed to know something?' Sarah asked. Her stomach started churning again. She felt stuff coming up. 'I..uhh...' She clasped her hand over her mouth. 'I need the toilet.'

Ellie swiftly led her into her office and into her toilet. They'd made it just in time. Sarah threw up into the toilet bowl.

When she was done, Ellie patted her back and handed her a cup of water. She then led Sarah out of the toilet and into her office.

'Here. Have a seat.' She told Sarah. She then proceeded to

'Ok. Let me check you. Open up.'

She carried out a serious of chekcs on Sarah. Nothing was wrong - she wasn't sick. Then it hit Ellie.

'Sarah, when did you last have your period?'

'Ummm...uhh...'

Ellie waited patiently as Sarah ransacked her mind.

After a while, she finally began talking. 'Umm...Dr Woodcomb, I honestly don't remember. I woke up this morning not remember anything.'

'Uhh...ok. Sarah, I'm going to need to carry out a couple more tests on you.'

Ellie paged a nurse, and got the nurse to bring her an ultrasound machine. After she'd completed the check, her suspicisions were confirmed.

'Sarah, uhh.. - '

ZZZZZ. Something was vibrating. It was her phone. She took it out of her pocket and saw that it was Chuck.

'Sorry..I need to take this. Wait here. I'll just be a minute.'

'Sure.' Sarah replied. Her mind was reeling. She saw the caller ID on the doctor's phone. It was Chuck Bartowski. The mission.

Ellie stepped out of the room and answered the phone.

'Hey Chuck. How are you holding up?'

'Uhh...not that well. I can only imagine how she felt when I was captured by the Belgian. But I'm trying.'

She heard the sound of a baby crying in the background.

'Sis, Clara won't stop crying. I thought you were supposed to be back ½ an hour ago. I think she's hungry.'

'Ohh...well..I'm a bit caught up here. I'll be back as soon as I can. Can you feed her for me? I've already prepared some milk in the fridge. Top shelf.'

'Uh...ok. Sure.'

There was a long pause. Ellie contemplated telling Chuck about Sarah.

'Found it. OK. See you later. Bye-' Chuck was about to hang up the phone.

'Chuck, wait.'

'Yea?'

'Chuck, ummm...uhh...' She hesitated. She didn't know whether she should tell him given the condition he was in. 'Uhhh...well...Sarah...Sarah's pregnant.'

'What? You mean...really? Wait..how do you know? Did you find her?'

'Chuck, I need you to calm down.'

'El, answer me.'

'Well..I was on my way to my office when I saw her.'

'Wait..she was at the hospital? Is she with you now? Are you still at the hospital?'

'Chuck, there's a thing...'

'El, are you guys still at the hospital?'

'Chuck. Listen.' She said sternly to get Chuck's attention. 'It seems that Sarah may have...well...I don't know how to put this...but she doesn't remember me. I think she may have lost her memories. She told me that she woke up this morning without any idea of anything that'd happened recently.'

There was a long silence. Ellie could tell that Chuck was thinking.

After a while, she decided to break the silence. 'Chuck?'

Chuck hesitated. 'El, did she mention anything about me?'

'Chuck...' He could tell by the tone in her voice that it meant no.

'El, is there a way to fix this?' There was a glitch in his voice.

'Maybe. I think I may have an idea, but I'm going to need some help. Look, I'm going to bring her to Castle. Call General Beckman. Meet me at Castle in 20. Bring Clara with you. I'll explain later.'

A/N: So what'ya guys think? Please drop me a review. It would be much appreciated.

Also, the next chapter of 'Chuck vs the Dads' is in the working. :)