A/N: This is probably the angstiest I will ever get with this fic. If you're looking for more than that, you've come to the wrong place. (But my guess is you're here for a reason, it's fine, we're all friends here.) Some have asked if there will be a mission. Probably. Maybe. I know a meeting with Beckman is coming sooner rather than later. I'm also guessing updates will be much less frequent the next two weeks with Christmas coming. Thank you all for the reviews, favorites, follows, DMs, PMs, Tumblrs, and however you've contacted me.

Also thanks to haalpert on Tumblr for the great charah bracelet pick!

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck, but I did find the season 2 deleted season on youtube.

Chuck was in that place, half-awake, half-asleep. There was something on his left cheek, not chewing, but every once in a while there felt like teeth. It was more than something, it was causing him to wake up quickly. He was quite aware he hadn't shaved in a couple of days, because he was pretty sure the hairs on his face just grew from whatever was being done to him. He was fighting to open his eyes, when it suddenly stopped, and he felt his pillow go down by his left side, like someone was hiding. He felt eyes staring at him from the right. He opened his eyes and slowly turned his head to the right. There stood Molly with the biggest grin on her face.

"If you say a word about calling the stork," Chuck began. He paused for a second. "Just don't."

"You're getting really good at this Daddy thing," Molly said. "Granny wants to know if you're hungry?" Chuck started to answer but his stomach made its own feelings clear. "Daddy's hungry!" she said, and took off. Chuck felt a hand go over his chest and slowly down his torso.

"She's right, you're getting really good at this daddy thing," Sarah said softly, her lips on his ear. Chuck realized where her hand was and he did the one thing he was best at. He freaked out. Emma was up, Molly was up, and if they kept this up…He shot out of bed.

"Wow! Look at the time. You probably want a shower. I'll let you have this one, and I'll go use the other." And with that he shot out of the room, clothes in hand. Sarah sat up, looking around, confused. Had she just been pranked? She sighed, got up, and went to take her own shower. A cold one. Down the hallway, Chuck was standing in the shower, bouncing his head off the wall. "What are you doing?" he asked himself. "Seriously, what are you doing? The most beautiful woman in the world, who loves you, and you love her, and you dash out like that. What is wrong with you?"

He took his shower, got dressed, went back into the bedroom, closed the door behind him, and sat on the bed, waiting. Chuck heard the shower turn off, and a few minutes later, Sarah came out of the bathroom, dressed. She looked at Chuck as he stood, and wiped his sweaty hands on his pants.

"Listen, I am so sorry. That just caught me off guard and everyone is awake, and I'm…Sarah, I love you, and if you'll let me, I'll spend the rest of my life with you, it's just, this whole thing, it's like…"

"We've been set-up and pushed together?" Chuck's eyes got wide. Sarah nodded. "I feel the same way. There's so much pressure on us, that I feel like we just can't be. Does that make sense?"

"That is exactly how I feel," Chuck said softly. He walked up to her and hugged her. "Are we crazy?" Sarah pulled away and looked him in the eye.

"I get the strangest feeling we've been set-up, and I'm glad I met you, and I'm glad this is crazy, and I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you, but it feels like everyone is pushing us to be something and maybe we aren't ready to be that yet," Sarah replied.

"Do you know how much of a burden you've taken off of my mind, you just saying that?" Chuck asked. Sarah grinned.

"Good, and do you know how much of a burden you've taken off my mind knowing that you feel the same way?" Chuck shook his head. "Maybe I shouldn't move in." Chuck shook his head no.

"No," Chuck began.

"Listen, it's a lot of pressure on us, maybe we should just slow it down? It doesn't change what I feel about you." Chuck was quiet for a second.

"I've slept the best I have in years holding you." Sarah sighed.

"I've slept the best I have as well."

"It's not like I don't want to make love to you," Chuck began. "95% of all men would say I'm crazy."

"That's why I'm not dating and in love with 95% of all men."

"Stay. Move in, sell your apartment, and stay. I'll have them put the house in our names. Just don't leave."

"Easy boy, that's close to begging."

"I ain't too proud," Chuck said with a grin.

"You do know that song's about sex right?" Chuck leaned down and kissed her. It started out slow and soft, but the hunger within both of them grew. The next thing they knew, they were both on the bed, clothes seconds from flying off, when Sarah stopped.

"Did I do something wrong?" Chuck asked. Sarah shook her head laughing.

"Not like this, not the first time," she said softly. Chuck took her hand and kissed it. "But after that," she said, hitting him with her version of the eyebrow dance. Chuck shook his head, grinned, and hit her with his version. The smile fell from her face. She leaned in close. "You were right, it does work," she said sultry. Chuck visibly gulped, and Sarah laughed. "Come on," she said patting his leg. "Speaking of being set-up, there's a certain five-year-old we need to speak to." Chuck held her wrist for a second, and she looked back at him.

"You're not leaving?" Sarah smiled and shook her head.

"I regretted the idea as soon as I said it," she admitted. She leaned forward and kissed him. "Chuck the only way you'll get rid of me is if you run me off."

"Sarah, you're former CIA, I couldn't make you do anything." Sarah grinned.

"You don't give yourself enough credit," she whispered. Chuck stared at her for a second, and quickly got up off the bed.

"We need to get out of here, now."

"Do we?" she asked, and Chuck fled. Sarah chuckled and headed out of the room. Chuck was waiting for her at the staircase. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in.

"You are going to be the death of me," he said into her ear, and pulled her in tighter.

"Look, I think you and I need to have a little chat with someone. Follow my lead on this one, okay?"

"Wait, that's not right. You're her mom, and you shouldn't have to play the bad cop and me play the good cop." Sarah just looked at him.

"You're five seconds from me dragging you back in that bedroom," she replied. Chuck groaned.

"Listen, later. I promise I'm good with us. But right now, there's too many up and around."

"Okay, can you do bad cop?" Chuck grinned.

"Only one way to find out. Why don't you go first. Sit down on one side of her, and I'll sit on the other." Sarah headed down the steps. Chuck counted to 20 and then followed. He got to the table, and sat down beside Molly. Emma looked up saw the two on either side of Molly, and shook her head.

"I think the game's up, Kid," Emma said. Molly shrugged.

"I don't care, I got what I wanted." Chuck turned to look at Molly.

"Don't be too mad at her, Chuck, I was involved as well," Emma admitted.

"Mom!" Sarah said.

"Oh, give me a break. You've done nothing but work, and raise that girl for five years."

"What did you do?" Sarah asked. Emma smiled and looked at her granddaughter.

"Very little, to be honest, it was mostly Molly. She had pictures of you and showed them to Clara at preschool." Chuck looked at Molly, who shrugged.

"I just told her she was my mommy," Molly said. "I told Mrs. Wood I was trying to help Clara talk, and she said most babies can't say mommy, but can say mama."

"So you showed her the picture and called her mama," Chuck said, grinning.

"You're not upset?" Molly asked.

"No," Chuck replied. Sarah looked at him, surprised. "Why would I be upset? Look, what did she do, set us up on a blindish date? Maybe got one of the preschool teachers involved, and your mom? We," Chuck said pointing to himself and Sarah. "Are the ones who fell in love. They introduced us. We should probably be thankful. Plus, Clara is walking, talking, and …where is Clara?"

"In the playpen in the living room," Emma said. Sarah hopped up smiling, and went to get her. Emma leaned in. "You do know if she keeps that up with Clara, one day she's going to want another baby." Chuck nearly choked. "What if I take the girls to the apartment tonight?"

"You don't have to," Chuck said softly.

"Scared to be alone in the house with me, Chuck?" Sarah asked. Chuck turned and looked at Sarah.

"No, it's just I spent most of yesterday asleep and missed out on everyone last night," Chuck replied. Sarah just looked at him, grinning. "I also know how you can't control yourself around me."

"Baby brother!" Molly loud whispered. Chuck rolled his eyes and Sarah laughed.

"I'll take the girls tonight," Emma said. "Just so you know, it wasn't just the people you named in on the plan."

"There was a plan?" Sarah asked.

"I wanted to do project Charah," Molly said. Chuck and Sarah shared a look.

"Oh, goody, we have a cutesy couple name," Chuck said.

"I kinda like it," Sarah said, shrugging.

"Morgan said we had to change it," Molly added.

"Morgan was in on it?" Sarah asked, shocked.

"You know Casey, Alex, and Carina were as well," Chuck added. Molly just nodded. "What name did Morgan come up with?"

"Project OMAHA," Molly replied. Operation Married And Happy Always."

"I don't hate it," Chuck admitted.

"Always, huh," Sarah said, coming up and wrapping an arm around Chuck. He leaned back into her and looked up at her. "Think you can handle that, Bartowski?"

"I can if you can," he replied. She leaned down and pecked him on the lips.

"Challenge accepted," she said, winking at him.

"Seriously, when's the wedding?" Emma asked. Chuck shrugged looking at Sarah.

"I figure when she gets tired of waiting and asks me," Chuck said. "I know you're taking the kids tonight, but would you mind watching them for a bit now? There's something I want to show Sarah."

"Sure," Emma replied. "I was going to take them to the park anyway, and see if you two wanted to join me."

"This won't take long, I promise," Chuck said.

"Then we need to plan Clara's birthday party," Molly said. Sarah looked at Chuck.

"She turns one this coming Friday," Chuck said.

"I haven't even gotten her anything yet," Sarah said. Chuck looked at her like she was crazy. He reached in and tickled Clara's belly and she scrunched herself into Sarah's neck.

"Sarah, because of you and Molly, Clara is the happiest she's been since she's been with me. She has a mom and a sister, what else could she need?"

"Mama," Clara said, hugging Sarah. Sarah's eyes were filled with tears. Chuck got up, found his shoes, put them on, and held Clara while Sarah got ready.

"Seriously, we need to throw her a party," Molly said.

"You got it, Pumpkin," Chuck replied. "Help Emma watch her and we'll meet you at the park in a little bit." Sarah came downstairs ready to go. Chuck gave Clara over to Emma and they headed to the car. A quick drive to the beach and Chuck had reached his destination. He held her hand as he slowly walked to what he considered his spot.

"I always came here when things went wrong," Chuck said softly. "I came here after I was kicked out of Stanford, after Ellie died, and every time things seemed to go wrong." Chuck turned to Sarah. "Even on days that were seemingly good, I wanted to come here and just watch the waves to calm me, soothe me. Since I've met you, I haven't had one want to come here, except to show you this spot. There's not much of my life you've not seen or been a part of already. I mean you already live in my old apartment, but this, this is my spot. I want you to know as confusing and crazy the past few days have been, I couldn't be happier. All because of you." Chuck leaned in to kiss her, and she stopped him.

"Thank you," she said softly. "I realize you've been closed up for the past several years, but you opening up like this, I understand, it makes you vulnerable, it's scary, and you're taking a chance. I promise you, I will be worth the chance." She started to kiss him, and he pulled back, a grin covering his face.

"You know, with the things we've said in the past few days, we'd be married in a few countries." Sarah laughed, and Chuck pulled her in for a hug. He pulled away slightly, and began to kiss her. After a few moments they pulled apart. "You know the house might be empty." Sarah looked at him, considering.

"Tonight?" Chuck nodded.

"I mean no pressure or anything," Chuck said. Sarah bit her bottom lip trying to keep from laughing.

"Let's go," Chuck said. "I have barely seen my girls."

"You're girls?" Sarah asked, an eyebrow arched. Chuck looked over at her.

"My girls, which includes you," Chuck said. She wrapped an arm around him and with her other, placed her hand on his chest as they walked back to the car.

"Careful, Chuck," she said. "Keep talking like that and you'll find yourself surrounded by us for fifty years or so."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

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The drive to the park was quiet. Chuck sat in the passenger seat, thinking. Sarah reached over and took his hand.

"Talk to me," she said softly.

"You're gonna hate me," he replied.

"Never."

"I don't want Molly and Clara to go tonight," Chuck said. "When we started this, we knew exactly what each one came with, and after talking to Molly yesterday about family, it just seems like we're hypocrites. I mean it's one thing taking a night off but after what Molly said last night…it just doesn't feel right." Sarah didn't say anything for a second.

"Chuck Bartowski, if you keep this up, I am going to drag you to the courthouse tomorrow," she said softly. Chuck looked at her, blinking.

"File a restraining order?" Chuck asked confused. She gave him a look. It would have been longer and more pointed, but she was driving. They reached their destination, she pulled in, whipped off her seat belt, and got close to him as possible. She grabbed his face with both of her hands.

"I'm going to marry you before someone else figures out how wonderful you are and makes a play for you."

"Sarah, there's no one else but you."

"How do you know it's been less than a week."

"Sarah, I know. Will it be hard work, yes. Will it take every day of me showing you how much you mean to me, yes. Will I gladly do it, yes." Tears flowed down Sarah's eyes. She leaned in to kiss him, when she felt someone watching her. She looked past Chuck and noticed the face peering in the car.

"Molly?" Chuck asked.

"That girl, to want us to be together…"

"Think if we tell her that if she leaves us alone she might get that brother is a bad idea?" Chuck asked with a grin. The look Sarah returned wasn't a grin, and she wasn't mad, but Chuck thought perhaps he shouldn't ever joke about that again. "Never mind."

"Don't start something you can finish, Chuck," Sarah said softly. Molly was beating on the car window. "To be continued," she said, winking at him. Chuck gulped. The two got out of the car, and Chuck picked up Molly.

"Kid, I kinda need you not to keep showing up at inopportune times," Chuck said softly to her.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I just missed you, and I won't get to see you tonight."

"Well, your mom and I were talking about that," Chuck replied. "You're not going anywhere tonight. There may come a night in the future where your Mom and I may do something alone, but I don't think right now is the right time." Molly hugged him. "No matter what happens between you and your mom, I got you, Pumpkin."

"No, you and Mommy have to stay together," she said, hanging on to him for dear life.

"That's my plan, Pumpkin. That's my plan." Chuck noticed Emma and Sarah talking. Sarah took Clara, and Emma waited for Chuck.

"Turning down a night alone with my daughter?" Emma asked, grinning.

"Emma, or should I say, Mom," Chuck said grinning. Emma smiled at that. "We got into this knowing it wasn't just us, so we need to make sure this is going to work. Besides," Chuck said, tickling Molly's ribs. "I gotta make sure all my girls are happy."

"Chuck, will you just marry her," Emma said, exasperated.

"If that's what you want, then why don't both of you tone it down," Chuck said seriously. "It's been a week. Let us find our pace. I appreciate everything you've done, and I am thankful for the support, but let us figure this out."

"You're right," Emma said. "We were so concerned you two would never find each other, we went overboard. I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize," Chuck said, setting Molly down and ruffling her hair. "Without you both, we may have never got this far, but now, we know what we have, and, I can't speak for Sarah, but I'm going to do everything I can to make her happy as long as she'll let me."

"While I do appreciate you not speaking for me," Sarah said from behind Chuck. "I agree with everything you just said." She walked up and put her free arm around him. "I'm moving in, and I'm bringing Molly, and we'd love to have you stay with us." Chuck nodded. "This is my family now. Maybe it's unconventional, maybe it happened fast, but it's what makes both of us happy, and this is what we both want." Emma's smile was huge.

"I couldn't be happier for you two," she said. "If you'll have me," she began. Chuck cut her off.

"Come on, Emma, Sarah raising two and a half kids…." Emma grinned. Sarah looked down at Molly and winked.

"You know you're the half one, right?" Molly hugged both their legs. Sarah looked at Chuck. "We've got to plan a birthday party," she said, grinning. "A girl only turns one once, right, Clara," she asked looking back. Chuck reached over and tickled her belly. Sarah gave a glance around the park and caught Chuck's eye.

"Something wrong?" he asked.

"Probably some pervert watching the kids or something, something just feels off," she said.

"Then let's head home," Chuck said. Sarah started to shake her head. "Hey, remember you're a former spy, plus a mom, and that whole women's intuition thing. I'd rather be safe than sorry."

"What about Chuck E Cheese?" Molly asked. Sarah and Chuck shared a look.

"Oh, no," Emma said. "I'm going to go to the bookstore, find myself a book, have some coffee, and relax. I'll see all of you later," and with that, she was off.

"Scaredy cat!" Chuck yelled after her. She just waved and kept walking. Chuck looked down at Molly. "You owe me," he said in a deep voice."

"Okay," she answered in the same type. They went to the car, piled in, buckled up, and took off. As they pulled away, a man walked out of the woods and stared after them.

"Chuck…Sarah…kids…who knew?" Bryce said, shrugged, and went back to waiting for his contact.

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Chuck and Sarah drug the kids in a few hours later, to the smell of something delicious.

"I may be a scaredy cat, but I'm in better shape than you two," Emma said after one look at them.

"There was a birthday party," Chuck said.

"She was four," Sarah said, still looking to be in shock. "There were twenty kids there, and the mothers, they just didn't care. They let them do whatever." She looked up at Emma. "I've started a revolution with a spoon, and this was scarier than that ever was.

"I thought it was a fork," Chuck said.

"That too, although the spoon was plastic." Chuck started at her.

"You are so amazing," he said grinning. Sarah smiled at him.

"You ought to see what I can do with a spork."

"Enough, take it to the bedroom," Emma teased. Sarah waggled her eyebrows at Chuck. Chuck looked down, and Molly was asleep on the floor. Emma walked over, took Clara, who was nearly out as well, and took her upstairs.

"I'll bathe her," Chuck said, looking down at Molly.

"I got it," Sarah said smiling. "Molly, come on," she said, half dragging her upstairs. Chuck went upstairs, and took a long hot shower. He changed, went and found Clara, and read her a story as she fell asleep in his arms. Before he finished, Molly and Sarah came in. Molly had on her PJs, kissed Sarah, walked over, demanded a good night kiss, which Chuck gave to her before she beat him up, climbed into bed, and was out like a light. Chuck kissed Clara on the head, started to get up, when Sarah took her from him. She held her for a minute, kissed Clara goodnight, and tucked her into her crib. They walked out and started down the hall.

"We're going to have to get Clara a new toddler bed," Chuck said. Sarah nodded, grabbed Chuck, and pulled him into the bedroom, closing the door behind her. "Private discussion?"

"Something like that," she said, slowly walking towards him.

"Sarah, we do this, and every single part of our life is tied together."

"Promise?" Chuck gulped. "Chuck, shut up and kiss me." Chuck was always told to be a gentleman, so he did exactly as his lady told him. A few minutes later he found himself out of breath and on the bed, with Sarah giving him a look like she was a starving lioness and he was a five-course meal.

"Are you sure about this?" Chuck asked. Sarah raised an eyebrow. "Hear me out. If we do this, then every part of our life is entangled in each other. There is no you and I, it's we on everything, and Sarah, I am done. I am done with ever trying to not be with you, Molly, or our family. Sarah, I want this, but if you don't then right now, I need you to tell me, because I'm not strong enough to say no." Sarah grinned at him, and kissed his jaw.

"You never did shave the past few days," she said. Chuck was having a hard time forming a coherent thought.

"Been a bit busy being sick and stuff," Chuck replied. She made his way up to his ear.

"You're saying if we do this, there's no turning back?"

"Uh-huh," he managed to mumble out.

"Good," she whispered. "Now if I hear one more word about not wanting to, I'm going to be very upset. Understand?" Chuck nodded. He appeared to want to say something.

"I love you, Sarah," Chuck said, and caught her by surprise by kissing her where her shoulder and jaw met.

"You're going to pay for that, Chuck," Sarah said, nearly losing the ability to speak herself. She looked at Chuck, his eyes dancing.

"Promise?"

"Promise," she said, and he did.

A/N: I hope you all get to see Star Wars this weekend! Next time, work stuff, and birthday party planning. See you soon.

DC