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"Hey, Sarah?" Chuck asked.

"Hmm?"

"Remember when you got me my degree from Stanford? And we were out on the porch and the Air Force was bouncing the satellite off the atmosphere to burn it up, and you told me to make a wish?" Sarah nodded.

"Thank you for making my wish come true."

"You're welcome, Chuck. Care to elaborate? You can tell me now that it's come true, right?" She knew what his wish most likely had been, considering she made an incredibly similar wish at the same time.

Chuck sat in contemplation for a minute. A smile grew on his face.

"Okay, I'll tell you. When that happened, I was still very unsure about us. Don't misunderstand, I was already head over heels in love with you. But, as you well know, you weren't exactly sending me the clearest signals. We had been doing that will-they-won't-they dance, and the scales had been tipping towards 'won't' for a while. At that point, I was willing to try just about anything if it would allow us to be together. So, when you told me to make a wish upon a disintegrating satellite, only one thing came to my mind. You. So as we stood there on the porch, I looked at you, and wished will my entire heart that someday, somehow, we would end up right here. In love, married, and happy. And that wish could never have come true if it wasn't for you. Obviously." He smirked at his last statement.

Sarah was beaming with the beginnings of tears in her eyes.

"Chuck, you're wrong," she said, shakily. "That wish wouldn't have come true if it wasn't for you. You were the one that constantly fought for us. You were the one that, even when I gave you absolutely no reason to believe it, had the foresight to know that we would end up here one day. I honestly don't know how you did that. How you kept going on blind faith for so long."

"To be honest," he replied, "it was hard a lot of the time. Especially when our friendship was shaky, because that's the foundation of any relationship. But I always knew that the result would more than make up for everything it took to get here. And I truly believe that we're that much stronger because of all the shit we went through. Not many couples can say they've done the things we've accomplished together, Sarah. It still blows my mind. To actually think that we finally made it to the finish line. But, when you think about it, although this is the finish line, it's also the starting gate. It's the beginning of our new life together, and now we don't have to worry about the end result. We just have to enjoy every day as it comes, together."

Sarah slightly shook her head, in amazement at how eloquent Chuck could be at the drop of a hat. But that's the man she married. She really didn't know how to respond to that, so she just snuggled in closer to Chuck. It didn't bother either of them that they were having this deep conversation while they sat on the beach in their birthday suits. It made it that much better, actually, because as soon as the conversation was finished, they showed each other how grateful they were that their wishes had come true.

The sun was setting and a breeze was kicking up, so they made their way back to their abode. Chuck put on a pair of jeans and a white tee, while Sarah put on a sundress. They went to the resort and grabbed dinner, once again receiving the royal treatment including their own private table because they were the honeymoon couple. The dinner was fairly quiet. Instead of talking, which they had done plenty of earlier, they enjoyed each other's company. They held hands the entire meal, which made cutting their steaks a challenge. Afterwards, they were walking out of the restaurant when an elderly couple stepped in front of them.

"Excuse me, young man," the husband said to Chuck. "My wife and I just wanted to tell you and your wife something."

Chuck was a bit flustered, so Sarah stepped in. "Of course, sir. Please, be our guest."

"We were watching you two as you dined, and we just wanted to say that you have reminded us of why we got married sixty years ago today. Without even speaking a word to us, you have re-taught us of what love is and why we should cherish it. People say experience comes with age. They're wrong, when it comes to love. I sincerely hope we can learn from the two of you, and remember that the most important thing in your life is the person you're spending it with."

Chuck and Sarah were speechless, and they managed to both smile sweetly. Chuck stuttered and finally got a coherent sentence to come out.

"T-th-th-thanks," he stammered. "That means a lot."

The old man and his wife just smiled at the Bartowskis. There was no need for them to elaborate on what they said. It was obvious to anyone who spent even a second looking at Chuck and Sarah. These two people were the textbook definition of soul mates. They were the epitome of love. They were the essence of happiness. Sure, it was corny as hell, but it was the damned truth. Sarah was absolutely beaming from ear to ear with pride. She knew she loved Chuck, and that Chuck loved her, that was never in question. But to hear from a complete stranger how it was so plainly obvious, and how them just being themselves so deeply affected said strangers, really struck a chord within Sarah. For years, she had looked upon other couples with disdain, especially ones that were so overt with their feelings. It wasn't that she felt any dislike towards them. It took her a long time, but she finally figured out that deep down, she was jealous of those couples. She wanted that. She wanted to be so obviously in love that it was plain for strangers to see. She wanted to make other people jealous with her PDA. And now, finally, she had her affirmation. It made her heart swell.

As the elderly couple walked off, Chuck and Sarah stood there, holding hands, not sure of what to do next.

"Um, that was, um, nice," Chuck suggested. He looked down at Sarah and she had a single tear falling down her face. He immediately reached up and gently wiped it away with his thumb.

Sarah laughed shortly and smiled. "I can't believe how emotional I am now Chuck. It's all your fault!" She was still smiling, and obviously teasing him.

"That's what you get for marrying a Bartowski, babe. Get used to it," Chuck replied as he started leading them back to their island. "I told you a long time ago I thought you could be heart warmed. I guess I told ya so."

Sarah giggled and grabbed Chuck's hand tighter.

"Baby, can we go get into bed and just cuddle? I know it's early, I just want to be in your arms. It's the safest place in the world to me."

Chuck didn't verbally answer. He simply led them straight to the bedroom. They quickly stripped down, Chuck to his boxers, and Sarah to her bra and panties. Chuck got in bed first, on his back, and held his arms out for his wife. She laid down almost on top of him, resting her head in the crook of his neck. She wrapped her left arm around his torso. He snaked his arms around her and pulled her as close as she could get, placing kisses on her head. He could hear her moan quietly.

Sarah retracted her left arm and placed her left hand on Chuck's chest. Holding her hand slightly up, she admired her rings. The engagement ring Chuck had carried around for weeks, the one she had to pick up and put in his pocket without him knowing before he was to propose in France. The ring he finally gave to her as they were waiting for Clara. Then there was her wedding ring. It had replaced the strings they had used during their dry run and at the wedding. Nothing, except maybe the charm bracelet, felt so in place, so right. She couldn't believe a simple piece of jewelry would cause such an emotional reaction in her, but it always did. Chuck noticed her gazing at her rings and smiled. Sometimes he thought, as improbable as it sounded, that she was actually more excited than Chuck about them finally being married. Sarah never blamed him for his insecurities. Lord knows she had done her fair share in causing them. However, she was doing everything she could think of to show Chuck, to prove to Chuck, that she was right where she wanted to be.

"God you're so beautiful." It was the only thing Chuck could think to say as he watched his wife stare at her rings. She smiled and laid kisses on Chuck's chest and neck.

"God you're so handsome," she retorted between kisses. "I'm one lucky girl to get a guy like you into bed."

She leaned up and gave Chuck a long kiss on the lips. She could feel him smiling against her and she smiled right back. When the kiss broke, she opened her eyes and met Chuck's gaze.

"I'm sorry," she said seriously.

Chuck quirked an eyebrow. "Sorry for what?"

"I'm sorry I dragged my feet for so damn long and tortured you for years. I don't deserve you, Chuck. You waited for me when I told you it would never happen. Even when I hurt you time and time again, you always came back. Why? What did I do to deserve it? Break your heart? Lie to you?"

"Sarah, calm down," Chuck whispered as he stroked her hair. "We've been over this baby. You never have to apologize to me. I love you, you get it? I loved you when you were lying to me. I loved you when you told me we'd never be together. I loved you when you broke my heart. But that's love. It doesn't quit. I would never give up on you, Sarah. You're the love of my life, and I mean that. You're it. There's nothing else in this world but you. And I wasn't a saint either, honey. Are you forgetting how many times I lied to you? Or broke your heart, even if I had no clue I was doing it? Or when I left you standing on that train platform in Prague? C'mon, baby, I thought we were past this. It's what makes our love so strong. Everything we had to go through just proves to me that we were always destined to be together. As silly as it sounds, it's gotta be fate."

"Fate….," Sarah repeated. "I like that." She sniffled and smiled through her tears at Chuck. "I know all of that, I really do Chuck. Just sometimes I forget when I look at you. You give me so much and I'm afraid that I don't give enough to you in return."

"Trust me, you never have to worry about that," Chuck reassured with a wink. Sarah laughed, and he knew they were past it.

She snuggled back into Chuck and sighed. He was lightly tracing his fingers up and down her spine, giving her a tingle.

They fell asleep shortly after that, both happy and content. Around three in the morning, Chuck woke up with a start and had to pee. Carefully extracting himself from his wife's grip, he got up and used the bathroom, splashing his face with cold water afterwards. When he stepped back into the bedroom, Sarah was sitting up in bed.

"Sorry, sweetheart, I tried to not wake you up. It's pretty hard when you're tangled up all over me. Not that I'm complaining or anything," he said to her as he walked towards the bed.

"It's okay, Chuck. I'm glad we're both up. Because we forgot something."

"What did we forget?" Chuck thought maybe they had left something at dinner or forgot they had plans last night.

"This," Sarah replied as she reached behind and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the bed. She curled a finger at Chuck, beckoning him to join her. He started to take his boxers off, which was met by a death glare from Sarah. She wanted that honor.

He met her on the bed, both of them on their knees. Their lips met with a frenzy, and it didn't take long for the passion to take center stage. Chuck laid Sarah down on her back and she used her toes to slide Chuck's boxers off. He trailed kisses up her legs until he was at her panties, which he slowly slid off her. By the time he kissed his way back up, she was panting with desire.

"No, Chuck," she admonished when he was about to start using his tongue to do amazing things. "Get up here right now and make love to me." It wasn't a request, it was an order. An order that Chuck was more than willing to follow.

Every time Sarah tried to take control, Chuck refused to let her. She gave in and let Chuck control the pace. It was a fairly long session, and by the end of it, both of them were exhausted. Chuck had brought Sarah to the edge of oblivion not one but three times, and when he finally made it there himself, they collapsed into each other. Chuck was still kissing her neck, and she was in disbelief he had the energy to do anything but sleep.

Before they drifted off to sleep, Sarah made sure she told Chuck 'I love you'. Ever since she had mustered up the courage to tell Chuck the first time, when the Intersect was trying to kill him, she made sure the last thing he heard before he slept was that she loved him.

They slept cuddled, facing each other, their limbs intertwined.

Sarah woke up first. She decided now was as good a time as any. She got up and went to her bag and pulled out a white envelope with 'Chuck' written on the front in her handwriting. She got back into bed, in the same position she woke up in, and set the envelope between them.

Chuck woke up happy as could be. He opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was his angel, sleeping contently. Then he noticed something in between them. An envelope with his name obviously written in his wife's handwriting. As he picked it up, Sarah whispered.

"It's for you, Chuck."

He opened it and the first thing he saw as a note addressed to him. He unfolded it and read it out loud.

To my darling husband-

I wanted to get you something for our wedding, but also to show you how much I love you.

I hope this will bring you happiness in the years to come.

For my nerd.

Love always,

your wife,

Sarah

Chuck smiled at Sarah, who was grinning. He emptied the rest of the envelope and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Are you kidding me!" He almost shouted. "Lifetime tickets to ComicCon! Sarah! You're the best wife ever!" Sarah smiled widely at Chuck's reaction. "But why are there four?"

"One for you and one for Morgan, obviously," Chuck nodded at Sarah's explanation. "The other two are for me and Alex, if you boys will allow us to tag along, that is."

"Of course baby. I just never thought you'd actually want to go."

"It makes you happy, and therefore, makes me happy."

"I love you so much, Sarah."

"I love you more, Chuck. And before you even think to ask,"

"Yes, I still have my Princess Leia costume."