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Chapter 3: Honeymoon Part II

"Seriously? We're leaving the room?" Chuck asked, his voice pitch sounded kind of whiny.

"Chuck, we didn't come to Cabo to stay in the room for two weeks. We could have done that back home."

"Fine," he sighed. "So where are you thinking?"

"I thought we could go to the beach and then we could go to that place for dinner," she saw Chuck was going to interject, Sarah cut him off. "And I already made reservations so you can't back out of it."

Chuck stood up from bed and snaked his arms around her waist and began planting kisses on her collarbone, trailing up her neck, to that spot he knew drove her insane. She shuddered and took a deep breath, trying to compose herself.

"Wouldn't you rather just stay...inside," he said in between the kisses.

It took all of her self control not to give in to what he was doing, but somehow, Sarah managed to do it. "As much fun as that sounds, we should really get out. But don't worry. When we get back you can have me all to yourself."

Sarah laid a kiss on her husband's lips and without another word, headed off into the bathroom to get changed. Chuck sighed and opened his suitcase and scrambled through the clothes to find his board shorts. Once he found them, he put them on and pulled on one of his t-shirts over his head. It was maybe five or ten minutes later, Sarah had not come out yet, so he called her name.

"Sarah? You okay in there?"

And then she came out wearing a blueish green bikini, with another one in her hand. Actually, he couldn't tell what color it was, he was too focused on the bikini that she was wearing and pulling off oh so well. Well maybe that wasn't the exact way to describe it, more like the parts of her body they weren't covering.

"Okay this one or the leopard print?" she asked. "I can't decide."

"Uh..." his brain went blank, what was currently in front of him was the only image going through his head right now.

"Hello? Chuck?" Sarah asked.

"Huh, um, yes, that, both, all of the above," he answered dumbly.

"Okay," she smiled. "You know, you are no help when it comes to choosing bikini," Sarah smirked playfully.

"Oh come on!" he snapped out of his trans. "You just can't walk into a room looking like you do and wearing a bikini and then expect me or my brain to function properly. that's just not how it works, babe." Chuck walked towards her, his eyes still boggling.

"Come on, Chuck. You've seen me in less," she said with a big smirk. Truth be told there wasn't much less she could be wearing, but he'd seen it.

"Okay, you cannot parade yourself in front of me wearing that, and still expect me to leave the room?"

"I'm not parading, I was just asking what you thought of it."

"Hmm, well in that case. You look fantastic, amazing, gorgeous, beautiful, sexy."

"So you like this one then?" she gestured to the bikini and he had to try to avert his eyes or go into a trans again.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah, that...one...that one's good, yeah," his hand traveled down to her waist, and he planted a kiss on her mouth, using his free hand to pull her closer. Sarah wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and they backed up onto the bed.

"We''re never gonna leave this room are we?" Sarah asked, though seeming very happy with not leaving.

"Hey, you are the one who put on the bikini, this is totally on you, sweetheart," Chuck smirked.

"I put it on, with the intention that we were gonna go to the beach," she replied, smiling in an 'as a matter of factly' way.

"Well, now you're just not making sense," Chuck replied in the same, 'as a matter of fact' tone and kissed her again.

It was a while later, that they lay tangled in the white sheets, after just waking up from a quick nap after their 'activities'. It would soon be night and time for dinner, as the sun was beginning to set, turning the sky a pinkinsh color.

"Mmm, well, I'm gonna go take a shower," Sarah said, sitting up in bed and stretching out her limbs.

"Why?" Chuck asked dumbly, still lying down, watching her.

"I'd like to wash up before we go to dinner," she explained.

"Can't we just stay inside for the rest of the night? You know, I mean, the last three days have been so much fun..." he took her hand and kissed it in an attempt to make her change her mind.

Sarah smiled at him and gave him a kiss. "While that does sound like a lot of fun, we made reservations, so..." she stood up and walked to the bathroom. "I'm going to get cleaned up," she called from the bathroom. "But you're free to join me."

"I'm not even that hungry!" he called out. At that very moment, not ten seconds after his statement, his stomach growled rather loudly.

"What was that, Chuck?" Sarah asked, clearly amused, sticking her head out of the bathroom.

"I said, I'll take you up on that getting cleaned up offer," he replied, practically jumping out of bed.

About an hour later, Sarah had finished getting dressed and putting on her make up. Chuck was sitting outside, he was on a sofa by the bed and his iPhone was pressed up against his ear.

"Yeah, buddy, this place in amazing. I mean, this room is just...Haha, yeah, well, I'm sure that as much as you'd like that, I don't think Sarah would be all that happy if you tagged along to our honeymoon," Chuck laughed. "And honestly, I don't think I'd be too pleased about it either."

Sarah observed him on the phone, it didn't take a genius to figure out who he was talking to and smiled as she watched him.

"...I get it, buddy. Yeah, I understand," he said, turning around, Chuck caught sight of his wife. "Look, Morgan, I gotta go. The wife and I have dinner plans, so we should probably get going," he smiled. "Send my love to Ellie and Awesome...Alright, bye." Chuck disconnected the call and pocketed the phone.

"Hey, you look amazing," he smiled at her.

"Thank you. So, how is everyone?"

"Oh, you know? The usual. Morgan is trying his very best to avoid any semblance or work and he's complaining that we aren't getting enough gaming hours in anymore. Ellie's dealing with pregnancy and Devon's worrying about everything from the birth to what second language the baby's going to learn to where it's going to college."

"So same old?"

"Same old," he answered. "You...look fantastic," he said as they kissed, it lasted for a while, but Sarah had to pull away..

"Chuck, you'll ruin my makeup."

"You don't need it."

"Thank you." She gave him a quick kiss on the lips and then smiled. "Come on, we don't wanna be late to dinner."

"Okay, fine. But this, this is not over," he remarked.

"I wouldn't expect it to be."

Chuck held his hand out to her. "Shall we, Mrs. Bartowski?"

"Of course," she smiled, taking his hand as they left the room.

Their restaurant was a highly recommended bistro that had received good reviews and served local food. Chuck and Sarah had a table outside with a view of the ocean, illuminated by nearby lights.

The waitress had finished taking their order and serving them their drinks. Sarah gazed out at the view.

"It's beautiful," she remarked.

"It certainly is," Chuck replied, though his eyes were nowhere near the view.

Sarah realized that she was talking about her and not the view when she noticed his eyes were never of her to even look at it. She couldn't help but smile, this was her husband and she was so lucky to have him.

"I was talking about the view, Chuck."

"Sorry, I was distracted by something even better," he smiled. "Something way more beautiful, than any view," he looked into her blue eyes.

Sarah averted her eyes to the table and then looked back up at him and flashed him a beautiful smile.

Chuck lifted his glass of Pinot Noir. "To us, to...a lifetime of this, of you and me."

"To us," she repeated. "Cheers."

"Cheers."

They drank and the food arrived not long after. Chuck took a bite of his meal and put his fork down before he spoke.

"Man, I wish we had gone to the Cantina."

"Why?" Sarah furrowed her brow. Her food was great. "Something wrong with your food?"

"No, it's delicious. But if we'd gone to the Cantina, I could have had so much material for Star Wars jokes."

Sarah laughed at his comment, remembering how he'd made her watch the entire trilogy in- as he'd put it- "the order George Lucas intended us to see it." He loved her laugh, how she would always laugh at his stupid jokes, even when he realized they weren't funny (unfortunately, this only happened after they came out of his mouth). It was at those times, he promised himself, he'd make her laugh and smile like that everyday, for the rest of their lives.

"You are such a nerd," she said, digging into her food. "I married a huge nerd."

"Not just a huge nerd, honey. The King of Nerds," he corrected, causing her to laugh once again.

"King of Nerds? Really?" she questioned.

"Yeah. It's a great position to be in, I'm married to the woman of my dreams, which is like a fantasy for not just nerds but anyone, plus if anyone displeases me, I won't fix their phone or their computer, or their printer or-"

"You've made your point," Sarah cut him off. "Your Nerdiness," she added playfully. "So, if you're King, does that make me the Queen of Nerds?"

"Oh, absolutely," he replied. "You'd make an amazing Queen, you know?"

"Really?"

"Yeah! You can speak like five languages, you know how to handle people and you don't need protecting," Chuck said. "You'd be known for your great exploits as the Giant-Blonde-Shemale," he couldn't help a full blown Bartowski grin coming to his face.

"I still cannot believe Sheryl told you that story," Sarah huffed and rolled her eyes a little.

"What? I was waiting for you to finish up at the gym, we were chatting and it came up," Chuck defended. "Besides, my wife taking out like four guys without breaking a sweat, that is really, really hot," he lowered his voice a bit, leaning forward.

"Really?" she questioned with skepticism laced in her tone.

"Oh yeah, definitely," he leaned over. "I mean, just the fact you can kick ass is so hot," Chuck's said, his voice getting lower and turning into a whisper.

"Well, I'm glad you think so," she replied leaning forward and letting their lips meet.

The Next Morning
Chuck and Sarah's Hotel Room

Sunlight of a new day streamed in through the narrow gaps in the curtains. It was a new dawn, a new day and a new life as husband and wife for the young couple. The light hit Chuck's face and he felt the warmth from the sun on it, he could feel his wife's form still pressed against his side, which made him smile as he stirred.

To his surprise, she was already awake, with her bright blue eyes looking into his.

"Hey," he smiled. "Good morning."

"Morning," she replied, nuzzling up against him. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"Chuck?"

"Hmm?"

"You're my husband."

"Yeah, I kind of got that from the rings and the ceremony and the honeymoon..." he joked.

Sarah smacked his chest.

"Owww. Geez, Sarah, you hit hard."

"You're ruining my moment," she replied with a big smile on her face. "I mean, I never thought I'd get married and now, it's all just sort of hitting me in one go."

"What? Why didn't you think you'd ever be married?"

"You know how I grew up, don't put down roots anywhere, don't get attached. And then somehow, I got the most incredible man to fall in love with me."

"Sarah, come on-"

"No, it's true, Chuck. I'm so lucky to have you."

Chuck smiled. "Well, to be fair, I got the most beautiful, smart, amazing, woman in the history of the universe to fall in love with me," he added. "Mrs. Bartowski," with a bigger smile. "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me."

Sarah couldn't help it, his damn smile was getting contagious and she had it on her face too. "The same goes for me, Mr. Walker."

"I thought you were ready to be Mrs. Bartowski," he playfully retorted.

"I am. I'm ready to be Mrs. Bartowski forever. But that is never going to stop me from calling you Mr. Walker."

"Good," he gently pecked her on the lips. "I love it when you call me that," he kissed her again. "Don't ever stop."

AN: Hope you guys enjoyed that. One more part to the honeymoon arc of this I think. Anyways, I've got one more week to hang in for at school before term break, with any luck, I can write more then. Thanks for reading, please review.