A/N: All season two events have happened!
Disclaimer: I don't own "Chuck".
"Momma, Momma, Mamma!" A three-year old boy with wavy light brown hair and Sarah's blue eyes called.
Sarah smiled. The only person she would smile like that for, besides for, debatably, Chuck, was the small boy running towards her with full force.
"Momma! I miss you Momma!" he cried, as Sarah lifted him up and he buried his head in her shoulders.
An athletically-built woman in her late twenties and a buff man about the same age, followed the little boy. The woman wore jean shorts and a t-shirt and the man wore cargo shorts with a backwards Disneyland baseball cap. The little boy was proudly supporting Mickey Mouse in a matching outfit and Power Rangers sneakers. They looked like any other family visiting Disneyland on a warm May morning. But Sarah knew better.
She had been waiting at the Dumbo Ride since the park opened and kept tugging on her sweatshirt sleeves. Or Chuck's sweatshirt sleeves. It was a cardinal red sweatshirt that said "Stanford" on it and was extraordinarily comfortable and a hundred sizes too big. She tried not to think about the meaning behind the sweatshirt. For being a trained agent, Sarah was very antsy.
"I have a red Power Ranger with me." Sarah told the man and the woman, as they registered the confirmation phrase and they stepped back, but did not avert their gazes.
"Momma! Momma! Look! It's Dumbo!" the little boy clapped his hands. Sarah shifted the boy onto her side.
"Can we go Dumbo, Momma?" Sarah looked at the boy's face. It was exactly like his father's. "Momma?" the boy repeated himself, not getting an answer the first time.
"Do you mind?" Sarah asked.
"It's your day." The woman smiled softly.
"We'll keep watch." The man nodded.
Sarah nodded back,
"Sure, sweetie," she brushed his hair that was falling in his eyes out to the side.
Sarah made her way into the Dumbo line.
Who would have thought? Sarah Walker, CIA Agent Extraordinaire, standing in line for Dumbo at Disneyland.
"Where's Dada?" the little boy asked. Sarah looked at him with her agent face and tried not to wince. She really didn't want to explain the circumstances to the little boy.
Sarah set the little boy down and bent down to his height. "Daddy's gone." She said softly.
"Dada in heaven?"
"Yes, Joshy. Daddy's in heaven." Sarah repeated to herself and kissed the little boy on the cheek, as the ride operator opened the gate to them.
A/N: Confused? -_- I have never written a multi-chapter "Chuck" fan ficton before, so please bare with me! Please tell me what this chapter has you thinking is going on and review! Thanks! =P