A/N: This fic has gotten out of hand, it's time to end it…it's Ch 14, It's Over

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck, and I'm sorry for what I'm about to do…no I'm not….

"Are you absolutely sure, Chuck?" Sarah asked. Tears were in her eyes. "We do this, there's no going back."

"We have to, we can't keep living like this," Chuck replied. "I know what you want, but we have to, I can't do this anymore." Sarah nodded, straightened, and reached over to adjust her fiancé's tie one last time.

"I'll tell Beckman," she said. "She'll get the paperwork started. Are you sure? Because there is no changing your mind."

"I'm positive," Chuck said. "Let's go."

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"I would never ask you to do this by yourself," Chuck replied, following her out the door.

"Buddy, are you sure about this?" Morgan asked.

"Never been more sure," Chuck replied.

"But, Dude, you can't end it like this," Morgan nearly pleaded. Chuck stopped, and so did Sarah as they turned to face Morgan.

"Look, it's not going to change that much," Chuck said. "You and Casey are still going to be just across the courtyard."

"And Alex," he grumbled. Sarah's eyebrow shot up.

"Really," she said, talking about anything to calm the pit of dread in her stomach.

"Yeah, they're going at it like rabbits, and Casey is more vocal than I ever imagined," Morgan said, and started to the briefing room. Chuck and Sarah stood there a second both blinking.

"You ready?" Chuck asked. Sarah looked at him.

"I'm just so scared," she admitted.

"I know, this changes a lot, but at the same time it doesn't," he said. "Trust me?"

"Always," she said, nodding. "Trust me?"

"Til the ends of the Earth mah dear," he said. Sarah laughed, took his hand and led him into the conference room.

}o{

A few hours later

"Casey, you alright?" Chuck asked. Casey looked at him.

"I should be asking you that," Casey replied. "You're awful calm."

"Things happen," Chuck replied. "That's the spy life." Casey grunted. "I meant about Alex." Casey gave him an "are you stupid" look.

"Bartowski, spies don't fall in love," Casey said. Chuck looked over his shoulder at Sarah who was playing the role of a server.

"Really?" Chuck said, a grin covering his face. Casey looked at Sarah who was smiling, and holy hell, was she blushing? Casey shook his head.

"Let me correct myself, I don't know what in the hell you did to her but the best spies don't fall in love," Casey said.

"If you ask him nicely, I'm sure he can show you," Sarah said over the coms. "Plus I can still kick your ass, Casey." Chuck just drank his drink, grinning.

"I need brain bleach for that," Casey muttered.

"Serves you right for what you did to poor Morgan," Chuck said. Casey grinned, and grunted a laugh. "Seriously Casey, you've been watching Alex more than I've ever seen you during an op." Casey quit fake wiping the counter, placed both hands on the bar and glared at Chuck.

"She's my partner, it's what we do for each other," Casey growled. "Now either help me, or leave me alone, because someone needs to watch her, since apparently you can't."

"I'm watching her reflection off that mirror behind you, the way Sarah taught me," Chuck said, enjoying watching Casey nearly melting down. Casey looked confused, looked behind him, then back to Chuck, studied him, and grunted.

Good job, Bartowski," Casey said, begrudgingly. "Looks like Sarah finally rubbed off on you."

"That's what he said," Sarah replied, grinning. Chuck nearly spit out his drink, laughing. He then looked in the mirror and flashed. Casey saw and brought him a glass of water.

"Signal her to activate her com, we have a problem," Chuck said. "The info is in the belt buckle." Casey kept an eye on Forrest until she looked their direction. Casey subtly tugged his ear, and Forrest, laughing at a joke, bent her head to the side, touched the wig, activating it.

"Casey," she whispered.

"The mark has what we need in the belt buckle," Casey said.

"Forrest, find out what room he's in, tell him you'll meet him there later, Sarah and I will break in, and when he comes in tranq him," Chuck said. Casey nodded at him, not saying anything, but the thanks was in his eyes. "Aw, crap," he muttered as the next flash hit him. "Wow that was a brain freeze from that water."

"Chuck," Casey growled.

"Two Fulcrum agents," Chuck said.

"Forrest, get that belt buckle, however you have to," Casey said with a pained expression on his face.

"This must be bad, he didn't even tell me to stay at the bar," Chuck muttered.

"Maybe he knew that someone else would," Sarah's voice came over the earpiece. "If you leave."

"What?" Chuck asked, grinning.

"Don't find out," she said. Chuck gulped.

"Are you kidding me," he muttered. "Sarah you have a situation, the mark is coming your way, apparently you're more his type, sorry, Forrest."

"Not a problem," Forrest replied.

"Hullo, beautiful," the mark said. "I think I could use some personal service." Sarah laughed.

"Has that line every worked?" Sarah asked. The mark shrugged, not one bit ashamed. Sarah wiggled her left hand in his face. "Sorry, happily married."

"How can you know, you've never been with me," the mark said.

Chuck groaned, threw back what was left of his drink, spun his chair, muttered, "Sorry, Sarah," and walked over to them. "I'm sorry, Sir, but I think the lady has made it clear she wishes to be left alone." Sarah had an unreadable look on her face. The mark looked around and walked/pushed Chuck a little bit away from Sarah.

"Don't get involved," the mark said. "I'm Cole Barker, MI-6." Chuck flashed, and shook his head. "You okay?"

"Oh, I'm great," Chuck said. ""Got any ID?" Cole just stared at him.

"I'm undercover," he said.

"Good, because I'm Charles Carmichael, NSA, CIA, and BTW, you just got PWNed," Chuck said, grinning. Cole gave him a strange look.

"What my partner is trying to say is, why are you digging up graves?" Sarah asked.

"And why are two Fulcrum agents on their way here?" Forrest added, having joined the pow wow. Cole gulped.

"Bloody hell, all of you?" he asked. They all nodded. "I have a contact to meet to get the device needed to read the chip in my belt buckle."

"I'm on the roof, under fire!" Casey yelled. Everyone took off to the roof, with Sarah trying to make sure she has Chuck covered. When they get to the roof, there was a helicopter there, loaded with a machine gun. The helicopter fired pinning all four behind a car.

"When I flash, yank me down," Chuck says to Sarah. Her eyes bug out as he stood, looked at the helicopter, and machine guns, and began to flash. Sarah grabbed him yanking him down.

"Is he crazy?" Cole asked.

"No, in love," Forrest retorted, glaring at Cole. Chuck shook it off, and looked at the two weapons Cole was carrying.

"Hand me your guns," Chuck said.

"No, I can shoot the gas line, knocking the helicopter down," Cole said.

"Yes, you could, which will probably make it fall to the street, killing innocents, or I could try it my way, taking out the machine guns and the rotor, making it have to land," Chuck retorted.

"You can do that?" Sarah asked. Chuck nodded. She shoved the guns into his hands, grabbed him by the lapels, and pulled him into a scorching kiss, surprising even Cole. "If you die, I'll haunt you."

"One, it's hard to concentrate when you do that, two, I think you have it the wrong way around," Chuck said. Sarah stared at him. "You know what, I'm wrong," he said. He gave her an eyebrow waggle, flashed, shook his head, clearing it, grinned, stood, and began to fire. He took out the machine gun first, and then the rotor. The helicopter was forced to land and the occupants all got out, with their hands raised. He felt her beside him before he heard her.

"That one of Ellie's upgrades?" she asked. Chuck nodded. "Adrenaline?" He nodded again. "A shoot out like that can do that."

"I was thinking about earlier, and that kiss, and maybe later," Chuck said. Sarah grinned.

"Now I'm feeling the adrenaline," she admitted.

}o{

"Good work, team," Beckman said. "The upgrades seemed to work perfect."

"Yes ma'am, they did," Chuck admitted. "I am worried about Agent Barker."

"I have been assured by his superiors that we can trust him," Beckman said. "His record is remarkable." Sarah snorted. Beckman looked at her.

"Sorry, I was think about a different sort of record," Sarah replied. Beckman chuckled.

"I apologize but until this part is done, I'm going to need you two on standby," Beckman said. Chuck nodded.

"We aren't locked into Carmichael Solutions or anything are we?" Chuck asked.

"NO!" everyone but Sarah replied. Chuck and Sarah looked at everyone.

"What we mean to say is, you two could go home and do whatever it is you want," Ellie said with the biggest grin on her face.

"You're vibrating, Ellie," Chuck said. Ellie didn't care.

"Chuck, you and Sarah go debrief Cole, and keep your phones on," Beckman said. She stopped before she closed the connection. "Are you two okay?" Chuck and Sarah shared a look.

"We're great," Sarah replied, smiling. Chuck nodded, a stupid grin on his face. Beckman nodded and logged off. The two headed into a different conference room where Barker was. They debriefed him, and once they were done, there was a call for Chuck. He went to answer it leaving the two alone.

"That was well done back there at the hotel," Barker said. "Nice cover."

"What cover?" Sarah asked, looking at her ring. "I'm married."

"To who?" Barker asked. Sarah just smiled. "Chuck?" She nodded.

"As of a few hours ago, I am a married woman," Sarah replied. "Our honeymoon got interrupted by your graverobbing."

"Well, you're welcome," he said, grinning. Sarah had a confused look on her face. "I kept you from consummating it, and now you can get back to being a spy." Sarah had a salacious grin on her face.

"Cole, we've consummated it," she replied. Chuck walked back in the room. Cole stared at him and shook his head.

"Well done," he said. Chuck gave Sarah a look. She shook her head.

"So that was Beckman, and I have a plan," Chuck said. The two were intrigued.

}o{

"Chuck," Sarah said, her feet on the coffee table, totally relaxed.

"Yes, Mrs. Bartowski," Chuck answered. Sarah beamed at him.

"I'm sorry about the cold feet this morning after I had all but bullied you into marrying me," Sarah said, taking his hand.

"Sarah, you weren't the only one that was scared, but I just couldn't not be Mr. Walker one minute more," Chuck said, making her smile even brighter.

"That was an amazing idea you had today," Sarah said, snuggling up against him, them both just in robes on their couch. Chuck had an idea that the item taken from Cole might be trackable so Chuck decided to hack it, while locked into the secure holding cell at Carmichael Industries. The Fulcrum team couldn't get in, and Casey's Tac team took them down before they were really sure what had happened. They were so precise, they managed to stop any Fulcrum agents from taking ricin and killing themselves. Beckman had declared it a win. Chuck requested Cole stay around because he was worried Cole would be a target after the hit Fulcrum had taken. Beckman agreed, called MI6 and had cleared it. Casey and Alex were currently babysitting Cole, allowing Chuck and Sarah to enjoy their "honeymoon." "Oh," Sarah said, a thought entering her mind. She walked over pulled out her purse and handed Chuck a file. "You need to sign this," she said. Chuck looked over the papers. It was very simple, he and Sarah were married, and her permanent assignment was to be stationed with her husband. Chuck looked at her.

"You know, I do feel a little bad," he admitted. Sarah stared at him. "God forbid something happen to us, but if we did get a divorce you'd be stuck here."

"Chuck, I'm not getting a divorce, and I'm not stuck, I want to be here," Sarah said. Chuck went over and got a blank piece of paper, wrote something on it, and handed it to her. She looked at it. "A prenup, Chuck?" she said, not looking happy. "A. What the hell, B. It's a bit late."

"Just read it," Chuck said, grinning. She glared at him for a second.

"I, Chuck Bartowski…." She looked up at him, tears in her eyes and snatched the pen from him. "Will never contemplate a divorce," she said softly. She signed it. "Signed Chuck Bartowski and Sarah Walker." She stared at him for a second. "That's the last time I ever sign anything Sarah Walker," she said, grinning. She scooted over, and molded herself against his side. "I never thought I'd be here. Thank you."

"Anytime, Sarah, and to be fair, I sometimes wondered if we would myself," Chuck admitted. "So how do you feel about a train across Europe as our honeymoon?" Sarah sat up and looked at him, her eyes shining.

"I would looove that," she said. "But," she began sighing.

"Fulcrum," Chuck said. Sarah nodded.

"Fulcrum," she agreed. "And then, happily ever after."

"Sarah, should I try and get the Intersect out of my head?" Chuck asked.

"I mean, we're not ready to start a family right his second are we?" Sarah asked. Chuck shook his head. "I'm on protection duty for now on, your sister and brother-in-law have perfect cover jobs, and if we did decide to have a family, I would just not be in the field and you could just stay with me being an analyst. It's all in those papers you need to sign."

"Any reason I shouldn't sign any of them?" Chuck asked. Sarah kissed him.

"No, Sweetie," she said. "I said I'd protect you and that means from the NSA, CIA, or whatever other alphabet soup they throw at you. If there was something in there, I'd tell you." Chuck pulled the pen out, and signed everything. He leaned over to kiss her when his and her phone both went off. "Duty calls."

"That's right, and went we get home, you have husbandly duties to perform," Sarah said, gently bopping him on the nose.

"One question?" he asked, smiling. "I know if I do them wrong I have to do them again, but if I do them right, can I do them again anyway?" Sarah's cheeky grin gave him the answer.

}o{

Sarah was sitting in Carmichael Solutions, when Ellie came in holding a glass of wine for both of them.

"I love my brother but the fact he can sprain his ankle celebrating after bringing down a cell…" Ellie trailed off, shaking her head.

"Hey, quick question, do you see any reason Chuck should get the Intersect out of his head?" Sarah asked. Ellie shook her head.

"I made some fixes, added what I call an internal governor, we've added some skills," Ellie said. "He's in no danger physically from it, and I've seen the paperwork, he can switch to just being an analyst any time he wants." She studied Sarah for a moment, smiling. "Thinking about the next step?" she asked. Sarah shrugged. "Forget Chuck, what about you?"

"I like Carmichael Solutions," Sarah admitted. "Even if the CIA and NSA pulled out I think this whole team could do some good. I like the idea of using my international badguyery, Chuck's computer skills, and Casey and Forrest's spy skills. Heck, even Morgan is amazing at what he does, we have you and Devon for medical, I see no reason we can't do this for a while, and be safe."

"I agree," Ellie said. "As long as I say when someone needs to be shut down, you listen."

"I will for medical," Sarah said. Ellie looked at her, grinned, and they toasted.

"He has no idea we run this place, does he?" Ellie asked.

"None," Sarah admitted. Cole walked into the room. "Agent Barker."

"Agent Bartowski," he said, grinning. "I was wrong. You are a world class spy, and so is your husband." Sarah smiled and nodded her thanks. "You two led the capture of that entire cell, you have Dr. Busgang and you have a lead on the creator of the Intersect, although with your sister-in-law here, I'm not sure you need him." Sarah looked up at her sister.

"I mean he's welcome to listen to Ellie if she wants him to," Sarah said grinning. Ellie smiled back at her.

"Keep in touch, Agent Bartwoski," Barker said. "Who knows, maybe when my MI-6 days are done, I could come work for you."

"Don't you mean Chuck?" Sarah asked. Cole gave them a look. "Don't tell him."

"Sarah, he's the Intersect, surely he knows," Barker said. Sarah took a drink of wine as her answer. Cole laughed and head out.

"Your mission as Sarah Walker is over," Ellie said. Tears came to Sarah's face. "He does anything stupid," she began.

"You'll have to get in line," Sarah said grinning. Casey walked in, looked at the two, and started to leave when Chuck entered the room. Casey just laughed.

"What's so funny?" Chuck asked. Casey shook his head.

"Bartowski, life as you know it is over, and you have no idea," Casey said.

"Yeah, I do, Casey," he said looking at the two most important women in his life." Casey clapped him on the shoulder.

"I suppose you do, Numbnuts."

A/N: Wait, you didn't think I meant the fic did you? I was going to wait until Ellie and Devon's wedding and do a double wedding, but it's me and you know I have absolutely no patience, so, there you go. Boy have I messed up season 3….hate that…Hope you liked it, reviews and PMs are always welcomed…Til next time!

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