HI! Another one, this is post series! The first few are from different times and the last few are joining ones. It's fluffy and lots of Charah cause it's my favorite thing to write and they are the best couple!
Song is: Christina Aguilera I turn to you. Oh and i cut the song a little shorter because it was very long!
Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck and i don't own the song!
Thanks! :)
When I'm lost in the rain,
In your eyes I know I'll find the light
To light my way.
And when I'm scared,
And losing ground,
When my world is going crazy,
You can turn it all around.
Chuck jingles his keys in his hand searching frantically for the right one as he scrambles to the front door of his and Sarahs apartment. Finally managing to strike gold, he puts it in the lock gives it a turn and races in shutting it quickly behind him. Shaking the curls on his head water sprays off and hits the floor and he tosses his keys on the table.
Noticing the lights are all off in the apartment he scrunches his eyebrows and searches for the switch. Turning it on he then looks at his watch, 8:00pm. It's not that late but maybe Sarahs having a sleep. Putting his brief case down he takes off his saturated jacket and hangs it on the coat hanger. Walking as quiet as possible in his squeaky chucks down the hallway he opens their bedroom door seeing if she's in there.
She's not.
Tilting his head slightly he wanders where she is and pulls out his phone, as he types the lock code in it starts to ring Sarahs special ringtone and her gorgeous face takes over the front screen. He quickly answers it.
"Hey Sarah, where are you?"
"Chuck." She sobs out and the vulnerability in her voice makes his heart drop.
"Baby what's the matter? Where are you?" He walks back in the lounge and grabs his keys off the table.
"At our house. My car won't start." He can hear the tears and frustration in her voice.
"I'll be right there." He says already out the door. "Are you OK? Are you cold? Hurt?"
Her lips curl up ever so slightly at his worry and shakes her head. "I'm OK."
She insists he hangs up as he drives and he reluctantly does so, after managing to get every red light Chuck finally makes it to their 'dream house' and he parks just behind Sarahs Lotus.
He quickly unbuckles his seat belt and opens his car door ready to run over and get her when he notices shes already out and half way towards him. He opens his arms as she runs straight to him and buries herself into his chest. Chuck wraps his arms tightly around her. He can feel her shivering and he's not sure if it's from the cold or her tears.
"Hey baby its OK." He says softly as he feels her face lifting off him and glancing up at him. His heart clenches as he sees her tear stricken face and eyes wide almost with fear.
Feeling the rain still falling down heavily he quickly opens the back door grabs his dry coat he brought and puts it around his shoulders, ushering her into the car.
Running around to the other side he jumps in an quickly shuts his door as well.
"Is that raining cats and dogs or what?" He gives her a grin attempting to make her smile, if only a little.
She gives a smile and moves her self closer to him giving him a soft, tender kiss on the lips.
"Thank you for saving me."
"I'll always save you." He says and tucks her wet, curly hair away from her eyes. "What happened?"
She glances back towards the house with the red door and picket fence, even though it can hardly be seen in the dark she can still see the top two windows with a bright light coming from each.
"I was just thinking about how we carved our names in it so I drove here just to look. And as soon as I saw it... I remembered you taking me there and sharing with me all your plans of where you wanted everything to go.." She says so softly he has to lean a little closer to hear.
"Sarah-"
"Chuck." She interrupts and wipes her eyes with her hands. "I'm so sorry," She cries. "This was our house. You had it planned, the dresser you were eying up. Where to put our record player. " She says and Chuck can't help but smile a little at her memory she's gained. "And now it's gone. Because of me."
Chuck shakes his head and turns the inside light on in the car so she can see his face.
"Sarah you know there are other houses, I found this one so quickly. There is another house out there for us I promise. I just know it. Yeah, sure we carved our names in it you cheeky dare devil." He grins and she can't help but grin back through her tears. "But, you never know, we could have moved in and our neighbors could have been some creepy weirdos! Or, or..." He thinks. "This house could have I don't know a rat infestation."
Sarah chuckles and shakes her head. "I'm sure they would say that before someone brought it."
Chuck shrugs. "You never know, the rats could have all started once we brought it."
Sarah can't help but chuckle again as she starts to feel her eyes drying up. "Or, the neighbors could have had a really noisy dog that barked all night." She suggested.
Chuck nods his head with a smile. "Ah, now you got it babe." He grins. "So really, this house may have not been so perfect after all."
"We'll never know though." Sarah reply's with a ridiculously adorable pout.
"We don't need to know Sarah." He says as he wipes her tears with his thumb. "And Sarah?"
"Yeah?" She asks leaning into his touch.
"This is not your fault. OK? Please don't ever think that."
Sarah nods slowly and curls her fingers around his t shirt.
"Say it..." Chuck commands with a tilt of his head and a Bartowski smile.
"It's not my fault." Sarah says rolling her eyes.
"I love you." Chuck smiles and leans in for a long kiss.
"I love you too Chuck." She repeats as they break from the kiss.
"Oh and I have some news, since we are talking about houses anyway.."
"What is it?" Sarah asks curiosity seeping into her voice.
"I have like five houses for us to go look at." He answers wriggling his brows.
"You do? Where?" Sarah says excitement lacing her voice.
"All around Burbank, we both have the day off tomorrow so how about some hunting for a perfect house?"
"With no creepy people, rats or barking dogs?" Sarah grins.
"Definitely not. And..One even has a red door, and a creamy picket fence. Not white but hey! Creamy is pretty nice."
Sarah laughs and nods her head. "Thank you Chuck." She whispers. "For everything."
And when I'm down you're there
- pushing me to the top.
You're always there,
giving me all you've got.
It's a Saturday morning and Chuck wakes only because a clothing of item lands on his face that has the familiar scent of Sarah. He breathes happily and lifts his arms out from the covers to pull it off his face. It's one of her black dresses that she wore when he was planning on proposing to her at the restaurant. He remembered how beautiful she looked in it, he also remembers how incredibly, terrifyingly nervous he was to propose. He sits up in bed and looks around to see clothes thrown desperately around the room, on the bed, lampshade, a lot on the floor and one pair of black skinny jeans covering his computer.
Hopping out of bed, after making sure Sarah wasn't buried under the pile of clothes on the bed he calls her name a little nervously.
"Sarah..?"
She pops up from the ground with watery eyes, a heavy frown and biting her bottom lip angrily.
"Hey, hey whats up?" He says getting out of bed and running in front of her.
"I, I can't find the dress you brought me for my reunion. I was going to wear it tonight when we went out." She scowls and looks around the room. Suddenly, her eyes widen and she glances back to Chuck. "I woke you didn't i?"
Chuck looks at the black dress in his hand and places it on the bed. "I would have woken up anyway because you weren't where you were meant to be." He grins.
Sarah can't help the smile tugging at her lips. "I'm sorry, I just woke early and as much as I didn't want to leave the bed I really wanted to find the dress." She sighs frustrated, as she tries to hide her teary eyes. "It's just, you know it's such a simple thing, a dress. My own dress and I don't even remember where I put it." She chokes out sadly.
Chuck nods his head, taking her hand in his. "Did you have another memory?"
"Yeah, you came to my house before my reunion and handed me a box. You said it was a present, I said it's not my birthday, you made me open it, and from what I remember it was beautiful."
"You made it beautiful."
Sarah gives him a toothy smile and walks up closer to wrap her arms around his waist.
"You always make me feel beautiful."
Chuck cups her cheeks with both his palms and brings her in for a good morning kiss.
"Now, dress hunting.." He says running his hand through his hair. "Let me see.."
Sarah looks at him with a hopeful stare, praying that he may know where it is.
"Ah!" He says putting up a finger. "You put it somewhere special."
"I did?" She asks. "Where!"
He takes her hand and leads them back to their wardrobe, he reaches up and pulls one big white box down.
"That's my wedding dress honey." Sarah says, starting to feel deflated. She has already opened it up months ago and had a peak at it far too many times, she may also have tried it on once or twice as well...
Chuck nods his head and reaches up again and pulls down a purple box, passing it to Sarah.
She glances up at him then back down to the box. "It's the same box."
"Yeah, you said you loved it so much you insisted on keeping it safe, right with your wedding dress."
Sarahs eyes sparkle back to him and she opens it up, a beautiful smile gracing her face. "That's the one."
Chuck smiles back, happy that he could help. "You're going to wear it then?"
"Of course I am." She says as if his question was irrelevant. "Thank you for helping me."
"That, baby. Is for what husbands are here for."
"Well, you are the best husband in the entire world."
Chuck gives a modest smile and gives her a kiss again. He looks around the disaster mess of the room and starts to pick up some dresses to put back away.
"No," Sarah quickly says making Chuck stop with the picking up. He gives her a questioning look and she shrugs her shoulders innocently.
"It is a Saturday after all, and I think before I clean up the mess I made, we should hop back in bed and make the most of our morning sleep in..Or not sleep." She grins seductively. "Your pick."
For a shield from the storm,
For a friend, for a love
to keep me safe and warm
I turn to you.
It's a Tuesday night, in the middle of winter and Sarah is freezing. More than freezing. As her and Chuck make it into their warm apartment she still can't even detach her arms from him, and she can't pull her head that is hidden under his arm from him. He's like her own walking hot water bottle and she loves it.
"Your shivering like crazy." Chuck says, as he shuts the door and rubs her shoulders rapidly to try warm her up.
"Winter... st,storms are.. the worse." She chatters out.
She quickly leaves his warm body and races into their bedroom so she can change into some warm pajamas. Chuck watches her go and can't help but think how cute she looks in her black coat, red beanie and black scarf.
Once she's out of sight he moves the heater right over to the couch and turns it on full bore. He boils the jug, makes some hot chocolates and grabs out the marshmallows making sure to put only the pink ones in Sarahs as he knows she prefers them. Taking the steamy mugs and placing them on the table he turns around to see Sarah in her blue pajamas that make her eyes brighter than ever, holding their gray mink blanket.
"I put your sleepwear on the bed." She says as she jumps on to the couch and wraps the blanket around her. "I'll do the DVD."
Chuck gives her a quick kiss on the lips and darts off to the bedroom while she scans through the stacks of DVDs. Finally picking 'The Secret Garden' she jumps back on the couch with the remote and takes the mug off the coffee table, letting out a happy smile when she sees there are only pink marshmallows floating deliciously on the top.
After a few minutes Chuck comes back in and takes a seat right next to her and wraps his arm around her shoulder so she can curl back into his warmth. She grabs him his hot chocolate and pulls the blanket back over them.
"Ah, The Secret Garden." He smiles. "You like this one."
"I do?" He nods, "Good." She grins and presses play.
Halfway through the movie Sarah lefts her head from his chest. "You're right i do like it."
"Yeah, you first watched it with Ellie then insisted i watch it with you." Chuck grins.
Sarah nods and looks at him thoughtfully. "You know, one cool thing is i get to watch one of my favorite movies again, like Ive never seen it."
Chuck smiles back and kissed her cheek. "Good positive thinking babe."
Sarah nods proudly and leans closer. "It also means i can pause it and watch the second half tomorrow."
"Why do you want to pause it?"
"Beds warmer."
Chuck wriggles his brows. "Good point."
Sarah wriggles her eye brows back and leaps gracefully from the couch, tugging his hand. "Hurry up."
Chuck fumbles with turning the TV off and kicks his way out of the blanket. "Alright, alright! I'm here."
Sarah gives him a kiss to start things off as he leads her blindly out of the room. "I love you."
For the strength to be strong,
For the will to carry on
For everything you do,
for everything that's true
I turn to you.
When I lose the will to win,
I just reach for you and
I can reach the sky again.
I can do anything
'Cause your love is so amazing,
'Cause your love inspires me.
It's been two weeks since Sarah had her last memory, the past few months were going so well and she was gaining a about one a day sometimes two. But then something stopped, and since two weeks ago, two Fridays a go. There's been nothing, zero, negative, none. She parks her car at the beach and hops out locking it behind her. She takes off her boots and strolls down to the shore line. After rolling her black jeans up she splashes her feet lightly through the water, enjoying the cool, iciness of it.
She thinks of her last memory she had, it was Chuck disarming a bomb with apple juice. She had to ask him about it because she really wasn't sure if it was a memory. When he told her the whole story, she was impressed. Sure, she knew he was smart but apple juice? Wow.
She sits down on the sand in their spot the one she asked him to trust her. (That was one of her first memory's she remembered.) And the one where he asks her to do the same. The beach is deserted and she can tell why, the sand is freezing on her legs even if she is wearing jeans. It's quite cloudy and she knows it's going to get dark soon, the sun is barely out as it is.
Why have they stopped? What could have she possibly done to cause them to just stop coming? It's not that she wants all of them back, well that would be great but she knows that might never happen and sure, it sucks but she's learned to deal with it. But why can't she just have a few more? A few of the more important ones? Like Chucks proposal? She remembers the one on the balcony, she can see the nervousness in his eyes as he started his speech. She remembers him dropping the ring and she picked it up and placed it in his pocket without him even noticing. She remembers every word from the speech, that they brush their teeth tandem style, that she should be with someone like James Bond. And she answered 'i didn't fall in love with James Bond I fell in love with you'. She remembers the feel of his lips on hers, the butterflies in her stomach, the excitement. The happiness. Then she remembers just before he gets down on one knee, it's over. With a flash of light, and shes arrested with treason. She wants to remember the one in the hospital, where Clara was born. She want's to remember him going down on one knee. She wants to remember what her heart was feeling, how happy she was at that very moment.
Wiping her eyes with the backs of her hands she forces herself to stay in tact. She can't cry.
Maybe she should just give up? Admit that no more memories are going to come. She's sick of the constant headaches she's been getting from trying to rack her brain for the slightest tinge of a memory. The constant staying awake at night picturing the scene of the proposal Chuck told her about just so she could try and remember it. She even went to the hospital, along with Chuck and he got down on one knee. Just to see if it would come back. It didn't. She did however, Love Chuck even more if that was possible, for trying so hard for her. Then the stress release of taking out all of her frustration on hitting and kicking the hell out of the boxing bag. She thinks it helps before she starts but on sleepless nights, and constant stress in her brain she kicks and punches for too long. She uses too much of her energy but she keeps going. She wonders if she's torturing herself because she stopped remembering. Beating herself up because of it. She has done it everyday the past two weeks and Chuck only just found her today, beating the crap out of the boxing bag. His eyes widened when he saw her and as she kicked again she stumbled backwards feeling slightly light headed. Sprinting over to her Chuck caught her before she fell and she let her body slump into his tears streaming down her cheeks.
Chuck held her for a few minutes until she could stand again then he suggested going to the doctor. She snapped at him, the first time she has since she asked her to trust him at the beach. She snapped and yelled at him, pushing him in the chest telling him to leave her alone.
And now she's at the beach. She cringes at her outburst and the look of shock in Chucks eyes. She was horrible and now all she wants to do is see him again, be with him because when he's holding her it's the best feeling in the world.
Hopping up from the sand she turns around to head back to the car, she stops when she sees him.
Standing on the sand dunes, waiting for her, letting her have time to herself. The thing is she doesn't want time to herself. She just wants him to tell her everything will be OK. He always does. He's her rock, someone to turn to and right now, she really needs him again. She has used him for support so much lately, he loves that he can help her through it and she loves him for helping her.
She walks up to him quickly and just as she reaches him she looks up at him with her blue watery eyes. She lift her hand and slowly stokes it down his chest, right where she pushed him. Lifting her eyes back up to him she moves forward and presses her whole body into him wrapping her arms in the inside of his jacket, around his waist.
"I'm so sorry." She sobs as she buries her face into his chest, his t shirt getting patches of water everywhere.
"Hey, it's OK baby." Chuck says, stroking his hand up and down her back soothingly.
"I don't care about the memories now, Ive given up waiting for them. I don't care anymore, I just want you." She confesses as if she's been defeated.
"You don't have to give up Sarah." Chuck says and she lifts her head off his chest to look at him.
Chuck kisses both her tear stained cheeks. "I think you need to relax. Just take a breather, stop trying to force them out. And think hey, it's OK if they don't come I'll just let them be. We can make new ones."
"But I can't even remember your proposal." She chokes out. "What I was feeling, or how you kissed me, or what it felt like when you put the ring on my finger."
Chuck nods and grabs her hand to kiss the ring gently on it. "I could do it again?"
Sarah gave a small smile and shook her head. "I'm never taking it off."
Chuck chuckled and took her face in his hands. "I think you need to just have a memory free week. OK? You trust me?"
"You know I do."
"OK so me and you are going to just have fun this week OK? No work, just me and you making new memories eating out, sleeping in, we can go camping anything you want."
Sarahs eyes light up at the word camping. "Just me and you go camping?"
Chuck nods his head. "It's cold, but I'm sure a whole lot of blankets and each other can keep us warm right?"
"Yeah." Sarah smiles happily.
"We'll leave tomorrow then, shall we go home and pack? Pick up some dinner on our way home?"
Sarah nods again, leaning in for a long kiss, "I love you so much."
"I love you too." Chuck reply's and kisses her forehead. "So no memory stressing OK?"
Sarah gives a grin and cocks an eyebrow. "What memories?"
And when I need a friend,
You're always on my side
Giving me faith
taking me through the night
For a shield from the storm,
For a friend, for a love
to keep me safe and warm
I turn to you.
Sarah laughs out loudly as her and Chuck struggle with the tent. The winds bitterly cold, the suns set and they still haven't gotten it up.
"Sarah!" Chuck calls over the wind. "You go keep warm in the car until I get it up!"
Sarah shakes her head and grabs another pole for the tent. "A wife does not leave her husband Chuck." She calls back.
Chuck smiles and grabs another pole as well. "You're amazing."
Fifteen minutes later they stand back and admire the tent, pitched on a small field of grass just out side of the forest. Luckily the winds coming from the SE so the trees shelter most of the wind away from them. Although, it's still awfully strong.
"We did it!" Chuck says proudly and goes in for a short kiss. Sarah on the other hand doesn't like the idea of a short kiss and brings her chilly hands around his neck to bring him closer.
Still kissing, droplets of rain start to fall and in no time it's as heavy as anything. They sprint to the car, pop the boot and grab everything out they need before racing back to the tent. Chuck laughs as Sarah runs past on his second trip and he can barely see her over the piles of blankets shes holding.
"You OK honey?" He asks as he grabs the flashlights and food from the boot and slams it shut.
"Mmhm!" Sarah muffles out through the blankets as she enters the tent, dropping them in a heap. Chuck races in behind and zips the tent shut.
Chuck takes a big breath and runs his hand down his wet face and gives Sarah a grin.
"We definitely know when to go camping huh?"
"I love it, it's going to be so warm and cozy in here with all the blankets while its pouring outside." She smiles back.
"I'm glad we borrowed Morgans tent. I'm not sure how well my little pup tent would have done."
Chuck pumps up the blow up mattress with his foot pump while Sarah gets changed into her . Sarah stops hearing the pump being pressed and she turns around expecting to see a full blown up mattress. Instead, she sees her husband staring at her with wide eyes and a very dazed look.
Sarah smirks and pulls up her pajama pants extra slowly, giving him a saucy grin.
"Do you want me to blow it Chuck?"
"Huh? What? Blow what?" Chuck asks shaking his head. Did I hear right?
"The uh, mattress?" She grins teasingly. "I could blow up the mattress."
"Ohh!" Chuck says turning a blush of red. " Don't worry honey, I got it."
Sarah spreads all the blankets over the air mattress and they both climb under. Chuck brings the torch in between them.
"You cold?" Chuck asks as he moves a little closer.
Sarah has a think and shakes her head. "No." She says but moves closer anyway wrapping her arms around his waist. "My feet are though."
Chuck moves his feet to hers and entwines them around each other.
"Yours are cold too!" Sarah gasps.
"Sorry," Chuck grins sheepishly and pulls them away.
Sarah pouts when his feet leave hers. "Put them back."
"I thought they were too cold?" Chuck says putting them back.
"Mine will warm yours and yours will warm mine." She smile innocently and Chuck thinks he might melt to a puddle of goo.
"Your're adorable."
Sarah grins wickedly and gives him a wink. "Bet you won't say that in two seconds."
"What do you mean i- Oh! Sarah! Your hands are freezing!" He yelps as she runs them under his t shirt.
Sarah laughs and gives him another adorable pout. "Warm them for me?"
Chuck nods and gives her a kiss. "It's what husbands do."
"I really like husbands how many can I have?" She whispers against his lips.
"I don't actually know, is it legal to have more than one?"
Sarah laughs and kisses him again. "I think I'll just stick with the one I have now, he seems to be doing the trick. My hands are already warm."
"Any more cold limbs?" He chuckles.
"Hmm," Sarah thinks. "My lips."
Chuck grins and kiss her again, this time making it last a lot longer.
For the arms to be my shelter
through all the rain,
For truth that will never change,
For someone to lean on,
For a heart I can rely on through anything,
For that one who I can run to...
They had been back a day from their camping trip and Sarah has never felt more relaxed. She didn't think about the memories she couldn't remember, she just lived the moment with Chuck.
She was at the grocery store when it happened, she doesn't know what it was, or what triggered it. But she had her next memory. She had it.
"Excuse me Miss?" The cashier asked for the third time.
Sarah quickly shakes her head and hands a hundred dollar note. "Keep the change." She grabs the shopping bags, runs to the car and drives home quickly, but safely. Leaving the grocery's in the car she hops out and runs straight to their front door opening it up.
"Chuck, Chuck!" She calls, and spots him coming out from the kitchen. She doesn't realize the rest of the family; Devon, Ellie, Mary, Morgan, Alex, Casey and Gertrude in the room watching her with fear that something was wrong. She just runs up to Chuck and gives him a tight hug.
"You OK babe?" Chuck asks worriedly, as he hugs her back then moves his body back to look at her face.
"I remembered."
"You had another memory? Oh Sarah! That's great honey!"
Sarah grins and tilts her head up to Chuck, resting her chin on his chest.
"I was feeling really, really happy, my heart was pounding really fast." She said softly. "And I was in the seat, you knelt down and opened the box, and I didn't even have to say yes." She smiled. "Because we both knew my answer, I came down on my knees and kissed you." Sarah was about to continue when she heard a sniff in the background. Turning around she was shocked to see their family and friends watching them with giant smiles. Morgan wiped his eyes and shrugged.
"I'm sorry that was really beautiful!" Casey rolled his eyes. "What!" Morgan defended himself. "It was!"
The others laughed and Sarah feels the blush rise to her cheeks. She turns back to Chuck and leans herself against him.
"I'll tell you the rest later.." She whispered.
Chuck kissed her temple. "I'm so happy Sarah."
"Me too." She grins and takes a sip of his orange juice he was holding. "I love you."
"I love you too."
For a shield from the storm,
For a friend, for a love
to keep me safe and warm
I turn to you
For the strength to be strong,
For the will to carry on
For everything you do,
for everything that's true
I turn to you.
The end.. Hope you guys liked this. After writing it and finishing it i watched the baby epp and i was like dam there house was perfect! So, i hope you don't mind i had other people living in it haha, i liked the idea of him you know being there for her so that's why i had it already brought by other people and her being upset. I hope i wrote Sara OK, it was all about Chuck just being there for her when she was upset or cold haha!
Thanks for the reviews! I have another one from season four coming soon and one from season one! That's if you guys want! :) Bye!