A/N This one is shorter, but it's part one of two! So don't worry! :)

. . .It was here that I realized that I had made the right choice in deciding that if I had to, I would leave my spy life behind, and stay here with Chuck. . .

It was one week until my due date. I felt huge. And at my last doctors appointment my blood pressure was sort of high so they encouraged me to go on partial bed rest, which was driving me crazy.

I had entertained myself with every DVD in our collection it felt like, and even went as far as playing a few of Chuck's video games.

Now I found myself laying on our couch watching TV, bored out of my mind. I had nearly fallen asleep when I heard someone walk in the room.

"Chuck?" I asked.

"Ahem." I heard a familiar voice clear her throat. I quickly- well as quick as a woman who was nine months pregnant could- sat up. "General Beckman?"

"Agent Walker, I hope you don't mind I let myself in."

"Not at all. But can I ask, why are you here?"

"I came here to offer you something. I know you have maternity leave for five months, but I wanted to offer you an additional six month sabbatical from your current post. Like an extended maternity leave."

I honestly didn't know what to say and the only thing that came out of my mouth was, "Why?"

"Walker, I may not agree with Chuck and your relationship for professional reasons, but I'm not heartless. This is a onetime offer though, and it's not being brought up again on record. Do you want out?"

"I don't kn. . . I do want out." I sighed, running my hand through my hair.

"Very well then. By the way, off the record, I would like a picture of your little one when he arrives." Beckman said, sounding strangely human.

My eyes and mouth were wide open with shock. Beckman was displeased with my reaction.

"Goodbye, Agent Walker." She said, leaving the house abruptly.

I laid back down on my side and picked up my cell phone and dialed Chuck's number.

"You are never going to believe what just happened."

. . .

"So Beckman seriously gave you a year off and then asked for baby pictures?" Chuck said bringing me my dinner. French toast for dinner was the best.

"I kid you not!" I replied taking a bite of my food.

"So weird!" He said sitting beside of me on the bed.

"I know!" I said. I quickly winced in pain. These contractions were getting worse.

"Whoa, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing really Chuck just finish your dinner." I said through clenched teeth, breathing through the contraction.

"Absolutely not." He said putting his plate down. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah." I sighed. "Contractions. That's all."

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yeah, my body is just getting ready for labor, this isn't anything to worry about." I reassured him, slowing my breathing.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah I'm sure, we can time them if it'd make you feel any better." I smiled.

But not five minutes later another contraction hit. And then my water broke.

"Holy. . . " Chuck's eyes widened and his voice trailed off. "

Sarah we've got to get you to the hospital, and we never even made that bag thing, and I was always on a mission during your Lamaze classes and. . ."

"Chuck, breathe. Call Ellie, and she'll call the hospital and let them know we're on our way. I packed the bags last night, and I'm the one who needs to worry about Lamaze, not you."

"Mmmhmm." Chuck nodded, a look of panic still on his face.

I promptly smacked him across the face, just enough to get him out of his state of panic.

"Chuck, don't freak out. I need you right now, and I need you to get us to the hospital so I can have our baby, okay?"

And then Chuck smiled and hurried to reach for his cell phone. "Ellie, it's me. It's time. . ."

. . .

"Chuck, drive carefully please. You're driving like a madman!" I yelled, holding my stomach as another strong contraction hit.

"Okay." Chuck said, slowing down both the car and his breathing. And then three seconds later he sped up again.

"Chuck what are you doing?"

"Don't freak out, Sarah. I just flashed on Street racing techniques." Chuck said swerving through traffic with a sly smile across his face.

"Okay. . . I trust you." I said with fingers crossed.

. . .

We made it to the hospital in one piece, though the Nerd Herder was a little banged up.

The contractions had gotten worse than they had ever been and they were just now wheeling us back to a room.

"Mam zamiar zabić Chuck Bartowski, jeśli kiedykolwiek mnie dotknąć, lub spójrz na mnie, znowu." I screamed.

"Did she just speak in Polish?" My OB and Ellie asked simultaneously.

"I'll explain it all later." Chuck smiled.

"Jeśli kiedykolwiek spojrzeć na mnie znowu, pożegnać sie "little Chuck" wieprzowych na czele szarpnięcie!"

"I don't want to know, I don't want to know." Chuck chanted to himself as we finally made it to the room.

. . .

Finally I got an epidural and the pain was dying down. I even found time to fall asleep for a couple of hours.

When I opened my eyes, Chuck was right beside of me.

"Good morning." He smiled.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Four AM. How are you feeling?"

"Better. It's amazing how great those drugs actually are."

"Yeah. I'm glad you're feeling better. I could tell you were in a lot of pain." Chuck said grinning.

"I'm sorry for all the things I said to you. Even if you didn't understand a word of them."

"I think I got the gist of it when you said 'little Chuck'"

I smiled. But then another contraction hit.

I winced in pain. It was no where near as bad as before but I'd be lying if I say it didn't hurt.

Chuck put his hand on my head and twirled a strand of my hair with his fingers.

"You're doing great." He said.

I breathed a sigh of relief when the contraction ended.

"I can't believe we're going to be parents."

"I know. It's kind of crazy." I nodded. "Are you ready?" I asked turning to look at him.

"Ready for. . ?"

"Ready to be a dad?"

"Absolutely." He smiled.

"Good, because I think it's time." I said, pushing the nurse alert button on the remote on my bed.

And then Chuck fainted. . .

. . .

A/N You really want to know what she said in Polish don't you? Well so do I because frankly I don't trust Yahoo! translator...But if you want to know, you can use Yahoo!translator :D

And if you don't I'll tell you later...or maybe never!

:)

R&R