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Chuck was putting on his shirt to his tux, when there was a knock at the door. Chuck walked to the front door and opened. It was Sarah. Chuck's words were caught in his throat. Sarah was wearing a spaghetti strap black evening dress, showing just enough cleavage to make a man want to slip a woman right out of it. She had hear hair pulled up on the sides and left the back down. Sarah could tell Chuck liked the dress.

"Can I come in?" Sarah said with a smile.

"Oh, sorry, absolutely. You just… You look fabulous." Chuck opened the door wider and let Sarah walk in. He closed the door behind her.

Sarah looked around. "Where's Ellie and Awesome?"

"They had a hospital meeting that they had to be at. So they're there." Chuck replied. "I'm going to grab my tie, vest and jacket. I'll be right back. Make yourself comfortable."

Sarah walked up to mirror above the fireplace to look at her makeup and hair. Chuck came back and saw her looking herself over. He walked up behind her to help himself tie his tie.

"Don't change a thing. Y'know, if we were together for real, we'd be late to the benefit." Chuck said focusing on tieing his tie.

Sarah smiled and turned around and took the tie out of his hand. She started tieing the tie. "You're not so bad yourself in the tux either."

She finished his tie and straightened it. Chuck took her hands from his tie. "We better get going. I'm sure Beckman and Graham want details ASAP." Chuck had to change the subject. The tension between them was becoming palpable. One would push the edge and the other would push the edge further.

They went to the benefit. Everything went just as planned. Chuck flashed on several men from Saudia Arabia and Iran that were there to pay Michael Fioli for what he knew. Casey had been there as a Valet and was able to get the license plates of the men to help in tracking them in L.A.

Sarah and Chuck were heading home, when Sarah took a turn that didn't take Chuck home.

"Mind telling me where we're going?" Chuck inquired.

"You'll see. I think you'll like it though." Sarah returned. She hated that Chuck had pretty much become a mark now. She was fighting her true feelings now. The last thing she wanted to do was lie to Chuck. Unfortunately, that was what she was going to do. She wanted a relationship with Chuck, just not like this. She wanted it to be real.

"Don't we need to brief Beckman and Graham about tonight." Chuck probed.

"Casey was going to brief them tonight. We'll get our orders in the morning." Sarah said. "Just relax, I thought we might finish our date from the last night that was rudely interupted."



"I didn't realize it was a date last night. Considering you were the one who said we were friends." Chuck said.

"How about we go for some ice cream at the pier?" Sarah suggested. She thought this would be a good way to get him alone where she could start convincing him that they could be more than friends.

"Aren't we just a little over dressed for ice cream?" Chuck shot back.

"Maybe, but I don't mind." Sarah replied.

They pulled up at the ice cream shop. They grabbed ice cream and went for a walk along the Santa Monica Pier chatting about irrelevant things. They stopped at the end of the pier. Chuck was leaning against the railing and noticed Sarah was rubbing her arms.

Chuck took off his jacket. "Here, you need this more than me." Chuck held the jacket so Sarah could slip her arms in.

"Thanks." Sarah said.

Chuck rubbed her arms that were now in his jacket. "Better?"

"Much." They stood there just staring at each other. Chuck smiled and Sarah smiled back.

"I guess we need to head back. I open the store in the morning." Chuck stated.

"Sure. I understand." Sarah said. As they turn to walk up the pier, Sarah wraps her arm around Chuck's arm. Chuck looks down at her arm entwined with his and smiles at her. Sarah smiles back.

Just as they were getting back to the car, Chuck opened the door for Sarah. She hesitated before getting in and grabbed Chuck's tie. It was time to convince him.

"Chuck, I've got something to tell you." Sarah said not making eye contact.

"Sounds serious." Chuck said.

"I'm tired of this cover life." Sarah said.

"O--K. So what does that mean exactly?" Chuck inquired. Thoughts shot through his mind. She was tired of him. She was asking for a reassignment. She was leaving for Bryce.

Sarah finally looks up at him. "It means, I'm tired of hiding my feelings. To be more specific my feelings for you." She reached up and grabbed his neck and pulled him down into a passionate kiss. His hands went around her waist to get her as close as he could. Sarah's hands found his brown curls. They heard laughing in the background.

They pulled apart. Some kids had watched them. "Get a room." They yelled.



"Sorry about that. Couldn't deny it any longer." Sarah said nervously. She had truly enjoyed that kiss. It was having a lovely lingering affect on her. She kissed because it was what she truly wanted to do, but also because it was part of her assignment. She wished the second part didn't exist.

"No reason to be sorry. The recipient's been wanting that kiss for a long time, but couldn't bring himself to breach the 'friend' status." Chuck returned. Chuck leans down slowly and takes her lips into a soft, slow, sensual peck that definitely will Sarah wanting more. "Tomorrow night, you and me, date."

"Absolutely." Sarah confirmed without hesitation. Chuck had fallen for her again just as intended. The only problem is that she was lying to him while being honest with him.