A/N: Thanks for all the reviews! That was seriously amazing for me to see and read! There is a poll on my profile, and I'd greatly appreciate it if you used the link and did it (its 1 question). This one is all fluff, tying lose ends, and recovery. It's quite short. Here you go:

Chapter 11:

It was two days after Sarah had been rescued. They had left the hospital yesterday, getting around their home by afternoon. The both of them were so exhausted; they booked a room at the hotel Sarah had been eyeing. They didn't want to deal with the angry, worried sick, ridiculously scary rampage that happened to be Ellie Bartowski.

They'd gotten to their room, shedding their clothes and hopping into the bath. The two of them laid there for hours, soaking the hot water up. Sarah was just glad to be back in his arms. She'd found that the short amount of time she'd spent away from him had been almost unbearable. The two dried off and went to bed, too exhausted to do much else.

Sarah stayed awake slightly later than Chuck. Watching him sleep brought on a sort of peace that she longed for. Watching his face so peaceful, so undisturbed….She cherished it. He would sometimes get this indescribably adorable expression. It was close to heaven for her.

Leaning to gently stroke his hair, she murmured to him. It was the easiest way to talk to him. "Chuck…." She began softly, knowing he couldn't hear her in his much needed slumber. "Chuck. I thought I'd never see you again, when you were fighting with Bryce….." she whispered softly, emotions crossing her face rapidly. "I was so scared…..so helpless."

Chuck breathed softly, still sleeping soundly. At the sound of Sarah's voice, he pulled her closer, breathing gently down her neck. Sarah smiled softly. "But you're safe." For now, he was. How he survived the ruthless intersect attacks, she had no idea. She figured it had to do with the adrenaline rush he had during the moment. There was really no other explanation. Closing her eyes, she allowed a long awaited sleep to overtake her. She was safe too.

Sarah awoke late the next morning. Yawning, she turned to Chuck. She found that the spot he'd occupied last night was cold, and he was gone. Alarmed, she sat up, hearing rustling by the hotel room door. Chuck came back into view, pushing a cart of flowers, food, and coffee.

"You're up…" he gave her a heart melting smile. Sarah mirrored his expressions, coming to the edge of the bed.

"Morning." She smiled as he placed a soft kiss on her lips, leaving her wanting more.

"I got everything we need for breakfast…" he lifted the tops off the plates, revealing hot food.

"Chuck, you're really spoiling me." She grinned.

"Only the best for you, Agent Walker." He teased, handing her a hot cup of coffee.

The two shared their breakfast in a comfortable silence. Finally Sarah turned to him. "Chuck…..I never got to thank you properly."

"Thank me? For what?" He asked, puzzled.

Sarah shook her head. That was Chuck for you. He spent the last two days saving her ass, and yet, he didn't even think of it as a favor. "For saving me, Chuck." She smirked, pushing him backwards onto the bed.

"Here we go….." Chuck yelped as Sarah began her long ritual of thanking him.

The two weren't finished until late afternoon. And Sarah considered that a quickie.

"You know…." Chuck began as he got dressed. "Ellie's probably worried sick…." He checked his phone for the first time since leaving the hospital. Sure enough, his screen displayed: Ellie Bartowski- 8 missed calls, 6 text messages.

Sarah let out a whistle. "I guess I underestimated her…."

" She's gonna kill me." Chuck gulped.

Sarah laughed. "Tell her I swept you off your feet and took you off somewhere for a romantic night…"

Chuck smiled back. "Ha Ha. She'd actually buy that."

Sarah wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, like she'd seen him do so many times.

"Who wouldn't?"

Chuck smirked. "Now look who's got the cocky attitude?"

Sarah laughed, "I'm just kidding Chuck. Tell her….we just went out together."

Chuck frowned. "I hate lying."

Sarah kissed his shoulder comfortingly. "It's better than endangering her by telling her the truth…"

Chuck nodded in agreement. "Let's go home, Sarah."

Sarah smiled; happy he referred to it as 'Our home'.

Bartowski/Woodcomb residence: 5:30 PM

Sarah knocked on the door, Chuck behind her happily.

"Hey there…..Sarah, right?" A tall, fit, and very handsome man opened the door. He had exercise gear, and looked like he was about to go for a run.

Sarah smiled shyly. "You must be Captain Awesome…."

The man nodded, a grin breaking out on his face. "Devon is fine too…."

"Chuckster, late night? Awesome." He smirked playfully.

"Something like that…" Chuck laughed nervously as he led Sarah in.

"CHARLES IRVING BARTOWSKI!" Chuck jumped, Sarah throwing a protective arm on his shoulder to calm him.

The couple spun around, taking in a red, one hundred percent pissed Eleanor Faye Bartowski. "Just where the hell have you been?" she snapped.

Chuck began shyly. "Well, I just…-"

Sarah interrupted smoothly. "He took me out to see the town, and I asked him to book a hotel…." Sarah told her lie easily.

Ellie's features softened. "Oh, well I suppose that's alright. But you could've called, Chuck." She said sternly, and Sarah noticed the slight parenting tone her voice possessed.

"I know, and I'm super sorry…." He told her, sounding quite sincere.

Ellie held her arms out, the couple hugging her immediately. Awesome joined in, hugging all of them. "Group hug? Awesome." He grinned.

"Oh, god…." Ellie rolled her eyes, calling the other couple to laugh.

"Well…." Chuck smiled. "I think we're gonna go settle back in."

" Enjoy, kids." Ellie grinned. " Devon is going out running, and I have some shopping to do."

Chuck held Sarah's hand, walking to his room with her. The two sat on the bed. "Welcome home…" he smiled.

"I never thought I'd love to hear that so much…" She grinned, kissing him gently. Three sharp, silent, beeps filled the air. The two jumped apart, just in time to see A short, slightly wrinkly red headed woman on Chuck's TV screen. She was dressed like a General, and she was sitting behind a professional name tag, reading: .DBeckman.

Chuck's eyes widened in surprise. That was Brigadier General Diane Beckman. The shriveled old woman? Sarah's facial expressions were schooled, and by secretly pinching Chuck's leg, she meant for him to do the same.

"How did you…." Chuck trailed off as he saw the General's scornful expression.

The General eyed the two carefully. "I am General Beckman." She announced. "Charles, we've spoken before…." She eyed Sarah carefully as well. "And I have most certainly heard of you, Agent Walker."

Sarah nodded respectfully.

The General continued what was obviously a well prepared speech.

"I'd like to congratulate you on your successful rescue mission, and your unexpected retrieval of Fulcrum's intersect." Her lips twitched in the ghost of a smile.

"Colonel Casey gave me the mission report. I'd say that's fine work, sir." She told Chuck, who was smiling.

"To get straight to the point; Agent Walker, my condolences for Langston's death. It affected us all…"

Sarah nodded thoughtfully, secretly squeezing Chuck's hand beneath Beckman's view.

"But, Colonel Casey has informed me of both your skills on the field. I could think of no better way for both of you to put those to use by serving your own country. Agent Walker, this is nothing new for you. Agent Bartowski, you'd be sent to Prague for training."

Sarah's eyebrows shot up. "You're offering us positions as N.S.A. agents, General?"

"No, as a joint C.I.A. and N.S.A. project. You'd be working to retrieve missing pieces needed for Fulcrum's intersect to be completed and restored for one of our own agents to use."

"General, I couldn't leave to Prague just like that…"

"Agent Walker may visit you on the weekends, so long as you continue to improve…" she figured it'd come to that. "I would suggest keeping your…..relationship away from other field agents, however." She warned.

"General, we never agreed." Sarah reminded her lightly. The General frowned.

"Very well. You have three days to decide. I will contact you then. You'd have a base set up locally in Burbank, you'd have cover jobs, and two more members added to your team."

"Colonel Casey is one…" Sarah guessed.

The General nodded. "We'll have our best on it as well. You, Agent Walker, Mr. Bartowski, Colonel Casey and finally, one of our best agents in the business." She said proudly.

Chuck and Sarah waited curiously, wondering who this mystery person was.

"Agent Daniel Shaw." She finished, confidence was evident in her tone.

A/N: Who's worse than Larkin? This guy. And with Chuck away and him near Walker? The game continues. Please let me know what you think!