12:28 am 4/7: I changed the years on all the chapters to 2013. When I began writing, I forgot that the summers in the southern hemisphere are from November to March, not the other way around. Sorry for the confusion!

A/N: Hey guys. Here's yesterday's installment of "Versus The Road". I didn't have a chance to post it yesterday so I'm posting it now. Enjoy!

Thanks for all the great reviews. I'm happy you guys like that I'm including the Woodcombs now. It seemed like a logical move. Keep em coming!

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck.

Three Days Later. Ojos Azules.

Bartowski Residence, Ojos Azules

February 1st, 2013

Local Time: 7:34 am

Current Outdoor Temperature: 71 Degrees Fahrenheit

Current windspeed: 13 mph easterly

Tides: 6:46 am / 7:18 pm

Wave height: 3-4 ft

Today's Forecast: Sunny, windy, chance of thunderstorms late in the evening

Current Security Threat Level: Low

On Today's Schedule: Pickup Woodcomb family in Puerto Aysen at noon.

The plan had worked, as far as Chuck and Sarah could tell. The Woodcombs had left almost straight after their video conference with the Bartowskis. They took a little time to pack some clothes and everything Clara would need. Then, there was a knock on their door, and their journey began.

They flew commercially from O'Hare in Chicago to LAX in LA. They shlepped thru the airport to international departures and got on a plane to Singapore. Once there, they had a six hour layover before they switched planes and airlines on a flight to Kuala Lumpur, followed by another flight after a four hour layover to Borneo. They spent a day in Borneo, because it was where they were supposedly stationed for Doctors Without Borders. To the world it looked like the Woodcombs got off their plane and disappeared into the jungle to help the local tribes. In reality, they were staying at the airport hotel.

Meanwhile, while they waited in Borneo, halfway around the world Chuck was busy on his iMac hacking into various systems and computers. When Sarah had wandered in and asked him what he was up to, he explained he was deleting all traces of the Woodcombs after they arrived in Borneo. He was wiping their pictures from all security footage after they were supposedly in the jungle, as well as double-checking their covers and the next part of the plan.

After their night at the airport hotel in Kuching, the largest city in Malaysian Borneo, they prepared to travel again. This time, however, the man that showed up at their door didn't take them to a commercial airline's ticket booth. Instead, he led them to a small minivan and drove right out onto the tarmac, past Boeing 737s and Airbus 300s. He drove them, silently, to the other end of the airfield to a row of private hangers. He drove right into the second one, and stopped.

Sitting in the hanger was a fully fueled Gulfstream, the crew of three waiting at the bottom of the air stairs. Devon tried to tip their driver, but he just smiled and drove away after unloading their luggage. The crew welcomed them and loaded their bags onto the plane. They settled in, and they wondered when and if anybody was going to tell them where they were going. Chuck hadn't told them, Sarah hadn't told them, and none of their previous drivers had any clue about any plans past where they were supposed to drop them off.

The Gulfstream took off from Borneo and headed east back across the Pacific. Soon enough, the Bartowski/Woodcomb clan would be together again.

Chuck woke up when he felt Sarah rustling. She was splayed across him, their legs tangled and her grip on him tight. He inhaled deeply, taking in his wife's soothing scent. He let out the breath as a long, happy, contented sigh. It was a big day for everybody.

Sarah felt Chuck wake, and opened her eyes. She was met with a classic Bartowski smile, followed by a big sloppy kiss.

"Mmmm," she moaned when he broke the kiss reluctantly. "Mornin," she mumbled.

"Good morning, gorgeous," Chuck said sincerely. He moved his hands and his gaze to her stomach. "Good morning," he whispered to her belly, causing her to giggle.

"What time are Ellie and Devon scheduled to get in?" Sarah asked, having not taken a look at the window yet.

Chuck glanced over and scanned the data on the window.

"Noon, according to the plan."

"Where are they going to end up?" Sarah asked. They were so remote that she knew they would have to go somewhere to fetch them.

"Puerto Aysen. Remember where we picked the boat up?" Sarah nodded. "That's where we'll pick them up. We need to leave in less than an hour, actually, unless you want to take the plane."

Sarah debated between the boat and the plane in her head. It was a nice day out, and it wasn't supposed to rain until after sunset if it rained at all. She decided she wanted Ellie and Devon and even Clara to see their new home the same way they had seen it for the first time, from the boat. There would be plenty of time to put in some flight time later.

"Let's take the boat," Sarah said. "It's such a pretty ride, and it'll give us some time to….fill them in."

Chuck nodded, agreeing with his wife wholeheartedly. He immediately began planning in his head, knowing they needed to get some fuel for the boat when they were in town, as well as stop at the market for some fresh fruit and veggies. They had a good amount at home, but it never hurt to stock up. Besides, fruits and veggies go bad after a while, no matter how advanced their high-tech pantry is.

After a few more fleeting moments of snuggle time, they got out of bed reluctantly and made their way to the shower. Chuck tried to go brush his teeth while Sarah showered, but she was having none of that, and simply opened the shower door and curled her index finger to Chuck, a silent demand for his presence. He knew better than to argue or try to defy, and quickly joined her under the warm water. He barely got in before his pregnant, horny, wet (in two ways) wife was in his arms, her lips sending shivers all over his body as she placed kisses on his neck and jaw before she found his lips. He returned her kisses in kind, and before they knew it they were engrossed in a session of epic proportions. They knew they had to hurry a bit, but that didn't stop them from taking full advantage of the opportunity. Both of them, needless to say, walked out of that shower incredibly clean, fully satisfied, and ready for the day.

They ate a quick breakfast, Sarah whipping up a couple omelets in short order while Chuck gathered everything they'd need for the day's trip. He made sure they had their sunglasses, hats, sunblock, the iPod to plug into the boat's radio, the iPhone that controlled the house and the security, and a few sweatshirts in case someone got chilly. He went into his safe and grabbed their cover documents, merely a precaution. Ellie and Devon had received their cover packets when they sat down in the Gulfstream. Lastly, he retrieved Sarah's sidearm and his tranq pistol. She tucked her gun in its usual spot in the small of her back, and he did the same. It was the first time in a long, long time they'd carried.

After they ate, they made sure they weren't forgetting anything before they walked down to the boathouse. Sarah hopped in the boat and started getting it ready to go while Chuck opened the garage door and untied all the lines. Throwing the last bow line in, he jumped onto the boat and joined Sarah at the helm. She turned the key and the dual engines roared to life. As they heard the horsepower rumble, Sarah had a sly, satisfied smirk on her face. Chuck knew the look - it was the same one she had whenever she was getting ready to drive the Lotus over 130 mph.

"Ready?" She asked before she put the boat in reverse.

"Ready," he affirmed, giving her a kiss. She smiled when it broke, turning back to the helm.

She backed out of the boathouse and Chuck clicked the garage door closed. He took out the iPhone and set the security protocols for when he and Sarah were off-island. A series of beeps confirmed that the island was on full lockdown.

They pulled out of the cove, Sarah still producing no wake, and proceeded to head east towards Puerto Aysen and their family.

As the time went by and they got closer, both of them were nervous and excited.

Sarah was nervous about the battery of tests Ellie would definitely put her through. What surprised her was that she wasn't nervous or scared about actually being pregnant. The thought of having Chuck's children only brought her immense joy. What she was nervous and maybe a little frightened about was if something bad happened. She kept going through everything that could possibly be wrong in her head, and Chuck noticed. He always noticed when the gears in her head were turning, and he knew she was mulling something over, going over and over it in her mind.

After watching her drive the boat like that for a few minutes, he gently took the wheel from her. She gave him a smile in thanks and just moved a couple steps over, letting Chuck take the helm. She wrapped her left arm around him and leaned her head on his shoulder.

"So, you going to tell me what's wrong or are you going to make me guess?" He asked pointedly.

Sarah was quiet for a moment, and Chuck actually thought for a second she wasn't going to talk to him.

"I'm scared," she said, and Chuck could barely hear her with all the noise of the wind, the waves, and the engine.

"Oh, baby," Chuck soothed. "It's going to be okay. You're going to be a great mom, I know it." It seemed to be the logical explanation of her fear, at least in his mind.

"That's not what scares me, Chuck," she explained. "I know we're going to be great parents, I have for a long time. I'm terrified, petrified actually, of something happening and-" She couldn't say it.

"Sarah, everything's going to work out. Ellie is going to take care of everything medical. You know how she is. I can only imagine what she's going to be like with you pregnant. It'll be a whole new level of Ellie concern."

They both laughed, and Chuck was happy to see Sarah in a good mood. He could feel that she was still tense, however.

"Honey, listen," Chuck said calmly. "I am going to do anything in my power to make sure you and our child are safe, happy, and healthy. That is my only priority in life."

His reassurance was short, to the point, simple, honest, and the truth. Sarah believed him immediately, as usual.

"Thanks," she softly said. "I'm sorry I'm so up and down lately."

"You know it's not your fault so stop blaming yourself," he half teased.

She laughed, warming Chuck's heart, and leaned in closer to him. She turned his head and pulled him down for a long, tender kiss. They rested their foreheads together after they parted their lips, a smile on both their faces. No words needed.

The rest of the trip to Puerto Aysen went by quickly. Sarah still had some fears, but Chuck had alleviated most of them, so now both of them were more excited than anything.

Puerto Aysen, Aysen Region, Patagonia, Chile. 11:56 am local time.

Chuck steered the boat into the harbor, easily spotting the warehouse where they were due to pick up their family. Sarah was still snuggled into him, holding his hand whenever he didn't need it to operate the boat. He felt the tenseness leaving her body as they got closer and closer.

One of the doors to the indoor slips opened up, and Chuck pulled the boat slowly in. It was a shock to their eyes, going from the very sunny outdoors to the dimly lit interior of the warehouse, and neither of them were wearing their sunglasses.

As soon as their eyes adjusted, they looked at the docks. There they were.

"Chuck! Sarah!" Ellie yelled.

"Hi!" Chuck yelled back. He turned to Sarah. "Here baby, take the helm. I'll jump out and tie us up."

Sarah took the wheel as instructed as Chuck hopped over the railing onto the dock. He quickly tied the bow line, and she turned the motors off. While Chuck was tying the aft line, Sarah stepped off the stern onto the deck next to Chuck. He stood back up and they wrapped their arms around each other before stepping forward to greet Ellie, who had Clara in her arms, and Devon, who was encumbered with bags.

"Hello Woodcomb family," Sarah said warmly. "Welcome to Patagonia!"

There were hugs and kisses all around, Clara happy to see her Aunt and Uncle.

"It's so beautiful here," Ellie said excitedly.

"Wait until you see where we're going," Sarah replied, she and Chuck sharing a knowing look.

"First, we need to grab some supplies in town," Chuck reminded everyone. "Devon, let's load your luggage up and you and I will go. The ladies can stay here."

"Chuck, are you sure?" Sarah asked.

"Yeah baby," he reassured her. "We'll take care of this. You stay and relax with Ellie and Clara. I just need you to fill up the tank with gas, okay? Here's some money." He handed her $1,000. Chump change for their family.

She nodded happily and gave him a kiss.

Chuck and Devon made short work of transferring the baggage from the dock to the boat, and were off to the supermarket in a flash.

Sarah filled the boat up with fuel a couple docks over, showing Ellie how to drive it, and brought it back to the warehouse when they were finished.

Chuck and Devon came through the doors twenty minutes after the girls got back, their arms full of plastic bags. They'd hit the supermarket and the pharmacy, getting a bunch of things Chuck deemed they needed. They loaded everything onto the boat, and soon they were backing out into the harbor, Chuck at the wheel.

The entire family had quickly fallen in to their usual routine, the women commiserating and the guys talking about….well….guy stuff.

The ride back to Tierra Del Mi Angel took longer than the trip to Puerto Aysen. Chuck purposely drove a little slower, giving them both time to catch up and time for the Woodcombs to appreciate the scenery, which was nothing short of magnificent splendor.

By three thirty they'd entered Chuck and Sarah's property, and by four they were at Ojos Azules.

Ojos Azules, 4:00 pm local time.

"Chuck, Sarah, this is amazing!" Ellie practically yelled when she saw the cove, the boathouse, and the main house.

"Thanks, sis," Chuck said, he and Sarah cuddled up close as Chuck slowly pulled the boat in. "We'll have dinner here then I'll take you home."

"What do you mean, take us home?" Ellie asked, curious.

Chuck and Sarah shared a secret smile, causing Ellie to become even more agitated in her waiting.

"This is our house," Sarah explained. "Chuck named it Ojos Azules, after my blue eyes," she went on, pride evident in her voice. "Your house is on another island a few minutes away, and Chuck built a medical center next to it."

"Oh," Ellie said much more quietly. She and Devon exchanged their own looks, obviously trying to figure out their own way to thank Chuck and Sarah.

"It's okay guys," Sarah said, guessing what their look was about, "we know."

Ellie squealed and hugged Sarah tightly, thanking her profusely. Chuck just stood there and laughed at how he suddenly took the back seat. But that was fine by him, Sarah was pregnant. That was all that mattered.

Chuck docked the boat and Sarah gave Ellie, Devon and Clara a quick tour. Chuck went into the kitchen and started dinner, grilling up some chicken and cooking some rice.

They spent dinner catching up, Ellie and Devon telling stories of Chicago while Chuck and Sarah regaled them with their stories about kayaking and ATV rides and picnics. The atmosphere was jovial, and it felt almost like they were at home in Echo Park sitting in Ellie's dining room.

After dinner, they loaded back into the boat and Chuck pulled out of the cove.

They drove north for about ten minutes until an island larger than the ones surrounding it came into view.

"That's your island," Chuck pointed out. "You have to name it. All I ask is that whatever name you use, translate it into Spanish. Our house is Ojos Azules, our island is Isla del Nuestra Futura, and all our land is Tierra del Mi Angel."

"Okay little brother," Ellie confirmed, her eyes glued on her new home.

Chuck pulled the boat around to the east side of the island, revealing a cove smaller in size but similar in design to the one Ojos Azules was on. The house also was similar to Chuck and Sarah's, albeit smaller. They could see the medical center next to it, looking like a large log cabin. All of the building fit right in on the island, looking like they belonged.

Chuck parked the boat in their boathouse. Ellie and Devon didn't have a plane, so their boathouse was smaller, but they did have their very own cabin cruiser like Chuck and Sarah's, along with their own kayaks and Hobie Cat. Devon went nuts over all their new toys, explaining everything to Ellie, who just nodded and smiled.

They went thru the Woodcombs new residence, and to Ellie's delight, Chuck had it decorated in her taste. It was very Ellie. It was homey, and the Woodcomb clan looked like they'd been there for years. Like Ojos Azules, the pantry was full, the closets stocked, and the security system flawless.

After Ellie and Devon has sufficiently toured their new home, they put Clara to bed. Devon stayed to make sure someone was in the house while Ellie dragged Chuck and Sarah over to the medical center, demanding to examine her sister-in-law.

Medical Center, yet-to-be-named Woodcomb Island.

"Okay, little sister, we're almost done," Ellie assured Sarah. They had done a few tests, quickly confirming that indeed, Sarah was pregnant. Recently, too. Ellie guesstimated the conception to have occurred around two and a half weeks prior, right around the time Chuck and Sarah had arrive at Ojos Azules. Just like they'd planned.

The last thing Ellie wanted to do was an ultrasound, even though it was quite early in the pregnancy. She insisted, and Sarah finally relented, knowing the best way to get though Ellie concern was to just concede.

"This might be a tad cold," Ellie told Sarah as she applied the goo to her bare stomach. Chuck noted with a grin that Sarah's stomach was still flat and toned as ever. He knew Sarah would hate the changes the pregnancy wrought on her body, but Chuck could think of nothing more beautiful than the woman carrying a life they'd created together.

Ellie brought the wand down on Sarah's belly and searched around. Finally she found what she was looking for.

"Hmm, that's odd," Ellie said, looking intently at the screen.

"What is it El? Is something wrong? Is the baby okay?" Sarah started immediately freaking out.

"Everything's fine Sarah. The babies are okay," Ellie blurted out quickly.

"Wait, babies?" Sarah said, a little stunned.

"Oh, yeah," Ellie said happily.

"You're having twins."

A/N: Okay, here's the deal guys. I'm a 25 year old guy, so I know just about nothing about pregnancies. If you could help me out along the way, I would appreciate it, and it would probably help keep the story honest.

So, apologies in advance. I'm in New York until Sunday for Passover. I doubt I'll be able to post a new chapter until Monday. I might get one done between now and then, but I'm not making any promises.

For anyone celebrating Passover or Easter this weekend, I hope you have a wonderful holiday with your families. Til next time!