A/N: Happy Valentine's Day! :)

Okay, first off, Chuck vs Strahotski will be updated, at some time in the near future. I just haven't gotten around to editing chapter five because, and I mean no disrespect to anyone, it's probably the worst chapter in the entire story. Not that it's a bad chapter. Not at all. It's a great chapter. The writing is just hard to edit and I've been busy. But, have no fear, I will post it soon enough! :)

In the meantime, however, I have decided to write a Valentine's Day one-shot. Of course, real life got in the way and now it's a multi-chaptered one-shot that I will finish posting at a later date. lol. However, I hope you enjoy the way I began the story. Please review! I love reading what other people think of my "work", good or bad. (:

Last but not least, see if you can spot my Carrie references. ;)

Things were still shaky between Chuck and Sarah. Neither of them had fully recovered from the incident that happened in Prague. They had never actually sat down and talked about it and that was something that bugged the both of them. But what bugged them more was the fact that the other seemed to have moved on. Chuck was dating Hannah and Sarah seemed to be into Agent Shaw.

None of that mattered at the moment because they were sitting at a table with two very prominent members of the Ring, posing as a couple. A very happy couple, in fact. They were telling the two older men a fanciful tale about a love that they wished they had and the two men seemed to believe every word.

"So, Mr. Flynn, Miss Stokes" one of the men addressed Chuck and Sarah with a smile, "when did you realize that you were in love with each other?"

At this, both Chuck and Sarah tensed. They hadn't expected this question and it took a second for them to recover.

"How do you know we're in love?" Chuck asked jokingly.

"We can see it your eyes," the other man said. "Can't we, Lyon?"

"Of course," answered Lyon. "It's as plain as day, Mikey. Plain as day."

Sarah reached over and took hold of Chuck's hand, a signal that he needed to let her take control of the situation. Chuck looked at Sarah and smiled, silently telling her that he understood.

"Um," Sarah faked a shy laugh, "I remember when I first realized that I had fallen in love. It was the scariest day of my life."

"Scary?" Mikey cocked his head. "Wouldn't you have been overjoyed?"

"I was," Sarah said, nodding her head. "But I was scared too. Love wasn't something I believed in and it definitely wasn't something I thought I'd ever have. My life centered around my work and nothing else. Then David here comes into my life and everything I ever believed changed."

"For the better, I hope," Chuck laughed.

"Absolutely," Sarah said, unknowingly gazing at Chuck with a look that the two men sitting across from her interpreted to be love.

"Please," Lyon said, interested, "tell us the story. Then we'll let David tell his."

"Okay," Sarah agreed with a dreamy smile. "It was Valentine's Day and we had been dating on and off for several years…"

I didn't want to
Then we kissed
I didn't want you
But I did
I said it's goin' too fast
But, baby, I lied

The Orange Orange was deserted. Sarah was sitting at a table in the corner of the establishment, by herself, on Valentine's Day, again.

She had the earbuds of her iPod in her ears and she was listening to Carrie Underwood at full blast. A book was on the table but she had given up any pretense of concentration. Her thoughts had drifted and as they so often did, they drifted to Chuck.

Sarah didn't know why she kept thinking about him. They weren't even dating. Several months ago he had left her for Jill and she still hadn't gotten over it. So now here she was, Feb. 14th, 2009, alone and thinking about him.

She took a deep breath and tried to go back to reading. She even managed to read half of the page before her thoughts drifted again. I Just Can't Live a Lie started playing and she laughed at the irony.

Her relationship with Chuck was just what she had always said it was, complicated. But that didn't mean she could just walk away from it and she hoped that he couldn't either.

Before Sarah could overanalyze her emotions for Chuck, the bell that hung over the door rang.

Sarah quickly placed her bookmark in the book and looked up. Part of her was surprised at what she saw.

Chuck was standing near the entrance with both hands behind his back, a huge smile on his face.

"Sarah," he said in a sing-song voice, "do you realize what day it is?"

"Saturday," answered Sarah, not wanting to partake in one of Chuck's guessing games.

"True," Chuck said, looking a bit disappointed at her answer, "but today is a special Saturday."

"And why is that?" Sarah sighed.

"Aw, come on, Sarah," Chuck whined. "You could at least humor me."

"Fine, Chuck," Sarah said, faking interest. "Why is today so special?"

"Because it's national SAD day!" Chuck exclaimed, trying to keep his hands behind his back but physically illustrate his excitement. "Well, technically, it's national SA day or SAday but those sound wrong."

"What's national SAD day?" Sarah asked, her interest piqued, as she tried to get a glimpse at what was behind Chuck's back.

"You don't know?" Chuck feigned a gasp.

"No," Sarah shook her head. "I don't."

Chuck laughed, "Of course you don't. Why would a beautiful girl like you know what national Single Awareness Day is? Which, coincidentally, is why I am here."

Sarah just looked at him. A moment passed and Chuck revealed what was behind his back, a small box of chocolate and a tiny stuffed animal.

"Here you go," Chuck said, handing Sarah the items.

"Chuck," Sarah said, unsure of what to say, "you didn't have to do this."

"Well, I figured that I should properly introduce you to SAD day," Chuck said. "Besides, it's not much. And you have Morgan to thank for the little cheetah. He ordered it off of some website so that he could customize the shirt and he made sure to get it so it would arrive in time."

Hearing this, Sarah inspected the stuffed animal's shirt. It said, "Happy First SAD Day! May it be your last!" on the front with a little wink smiley.

"Thank you, Chuck," Sarah simply said.

"No problem," Chuck smiled. "But, anyway, I was wondering; since we're both single and all, maybe after work you we can go do something?"

"Like a date?" Sarah asked.

"Ha, well," Chuck laughed nervously, "not really. See, on SAD day, it's against the rules to date unless you're already in a relationship. This would just be a friendly outing. So what do you say?"

"Hmm," Sarah pretended to think, "okay, sounds great."

"Good," Chuck said. "I'll swing by after work."

He went to leave but just as he reached the door, he turned around.

"Wait, I forgot something," he said, walking back to Sarah. "This might be a bit awkward, but will you kiss me?"

"Is this part of SAD rules too?" Sarah smirked.

"Not exactly," Chuck said, "but kind of. Morgan is sort of outside and he wants you to kiss me."

Sarah laughed as she stole a glance out of the window. Morgan was indeed outside, trying to hide in a bush.

"Why, Mr. Bartowski," she said, placing the chocolate and animal on the table, "that's the lamest pick-up line I've ever heard. And I've heard some pretty cheesy lines."

"But you know you want to kiss me," Chuck said, doing the Bartowski eyebrow dance.

"I suppose I'll have to suffer through it," Sarah said, closing her eyes and leaning towards Chuck.

The kiss was simple, sweet. Sarah loved how Chuck's lips felt against her own. She ran a hand through his curls and opened her mouth slightly, permitting him entrance. Just as the kiss was growing deeper, more passionate, Morgan started banging on the window, cheering his friend on. This caused Chuck to break the kiss, despite Sarah's weak attempts to keep him from doing so.

"Sorry," Chuck apologized as he started walking away again. "I'll see you later."

"Yeah," Sarah breathed, "later."

Chuck left and Sarah watched him walk across the parking lot to the Buy More. Morgan animatedly asking him questions, presumably about the kiss.

"Great," Sarah muttered sarcastically to herself. "This is just what I needed."

A/N: Ooohhh, ahhhh. Makes you think, huh? Whatsoever will happen next? Tune in next time to find out! And please review while you wait. It makes the writer so much happier. ;)

Love,

SLWF, who may be, but it has yet to be confirmed, crazy for a Miss Carrie Underwood. :p