While Tyler and Anna were warehouse searching, Sarah and Chuck were having another leisurely fun day.

They started with a trip to the beach, bringing Bunny. Sarah wasn't sure which one of them was having the better time splashing in the water. Chuck was actually a really good swimmer, surprising Sarah since he seemed to need to learn everything else.

She swam in relaxed mode, making lazy circles around the area that Chuck and Bunny splashed. Eventually, Chuck got the brilliant idea to tackle Sarah, tickling her in the water. They ended up having a massive water fight, wrestling with each other until they ended up on the beach in an awkward hug. Sarah sprang back out into the water to relieve the moment's tension and splashed him again. They played for a couple hours before deciding to take Bunny home for his afternoon meal.

After swimming, Chuck still had energy. Sarah wracked her brain before settling on laser tag. Of course, Chuck had no clue what that was, but it didn't take him long to get it. Sarah was incredible at the game. She sniped him, cornered him, and stalked him. After looking at the scores from the first game, Chuck determined that the second would a different game altogether.

He was wrong. Sarah still creamed him.

"Now what do we do?" Chuck asked as they walked through the park. His hands were locked behind his head and he walked, pushing his knees high into the air. She thought he looked silly, but it was kind of endearing.

"Are you hungry?" she asked.

"Could be. Whatcha got in mind?"

"Pizza and a movie?"

"Pizza?"

"You're kidding, right? You've never had pizza?"

He looked at her with a blank expression, "Should I have?"

Her face broke out into a grin, "Come on, Chuck!"

She grabbed his hand and broke out into a run. To home?

"Why are we home, Sarah? Don't we need to go out to get pizza?"

She was still grinning as they ran up to the stairs. He went for his apartment, but she pulled him back, "Let's watch a movie in our apartment tonight, okay?"

He smiled. Sarah had never invited him into her apartment before. He knew what it looked like because Tyler had him checking on her at night, but she didn't know that. This was a big step…being trusted enough to be invited inside her private domain.

He followed her in, glancing at some pictures he'd never noticed before. There was a picture of Anna and Sarah together and another one of an owl.

"Sit on the couch!" she hollered from the other room.

Obediently, he sat on the couch to wait, noticing right away how much more comfortable it was than his and Tyler's. Their TV was bigger too. Sarah and Anna had rented an already-furnished apartment just like Tyler and Chuck had, but he definitely liked their furniture better. He liked their whole apartment better. Sarah and Anna had personal items all over the place. It made the place look more…homey.

She came out of the bedroom with a big book.

"What do you want on the pizza?"

At his completely blank expression, she broke out into a grin, "Forget it. I'll just order and you get what you get."

He watched with interest as she used the book to find a number, then called the pizza outlet and ordered 2 large pizzas, one with pepperoni, and the other with every meat imaginable.

"Now, we pick a movie!" she announced.

She plopped down on the couch beside him, kicking her feet up on his lap, and turned-on Netflix. Immediately Bunny sat at the base of the couch, contented.

"What kind of movies do you like?"

She paused, realizing he probably didn't have experience with movies either.

"Okay, let's rephrase that…is there anything you don't like…like horror, or mystery, or cop shows…"

"I didn't like the cop show Tyler had on the other night," Chuck said, "I don't like shows where people get hurt or killed. I don't see how that's entertainment."

"Fair enough!" she scrolled to the comedy section.

She needed to find a movie that wouldn't scare him. Something really mild. Disney. Disney couldn't scare anyone, right? As she scrolled through the movies, she frowned slightly. It was harder to find a movie without violence than she thought! Even Disney's had their share of violence.

She selected Tangled, figuring it was a tale that Chuck would enjoy with mild violence and lots of funny moments. Just as she got it ready, the door buzzer rang.

She grinned, "Pizza's here!"

He watched her as she hit a button, then waited at the door. There was a knock. Sarah opened the door, paid the man, and received two boxes.

She brought the boxes to the coffee table and set them down.

"Are you ready for this?" she asked, "Because pizza is about to blow your mind."

She pulled open the lid, grabbed a plate and put a piece of each kind on it for Chuck. He waited until she got her pizza as well before taking his first bite.

"Oh wow."

"Do you like it?" she asked, her face beaming.

"Just wow."

He didn't speak again, stuffing his face with the 2nd piece already.

Laughing, she settled back onto the couch, Bunny curled up beside her, and pressed play on the movie.

Tangled was a movie Sarah could watch over and over again. She loved the animation. She loved the story. It had been years since she'd watched it, opting these days for something more like a romantic comedy (which she absolutely could not watch with Chuck). Everything about this show was fun, though. She hoped Chuck would think so too.

She watched him more than the movie. Every time the characters ran or got into a fight, his eyes got wide, but he otherwise didn't move. When the songs came, he furrowed his brow, but he didn't ask her any questions. He watched multiple scenes, like where Rapunzel is experiencing her time in grass, with a strange look in his eye. He watched her agonize between leaving the tower, or obeying her mother with a sad, conflicted look on his face. Unconsciously, Sarah moved over a little closer to him.

The magic flowed through Rapuzel's hair and healed Eugene. Chuck turned and caught her eye, then returned to the movie. Sarah had never seen him sit so still or pay all his attention to one thing like this before. She wasn't sure if he was enjoying the movie or not.

Rapunzel ran around the town square with excitement in her eyes as she experienced a 'festival' for the first time. Small tears gathered in Chuck's eyes. Sarah took his hand in hers and squeezed it lightly. She was beginning to doubt her choice in movie.

By the time the lantern scene came along, Sarah was cuddled into Chuck's side. His arm slowly dropped from the top of the couch to around her shoulders as she tried to send him vibes of 'please like this movie'. She was terrified she was scarring him, exposing him to things that would just confuse him.

Flynn was enamored with Rapunzel, feeling the first stirs of wanting to kiss her and Sarah felt Chuck's body stiffen. It relaxed a moment after the kiss scene was over and the movie got exciting again. She looked up at him. He was staring at the movie again, small beads of sweat lining his forehead. He glanced at her, their eyes locking, then he quickly diverted his gaze, watching the rest of the movie in complete silence.

When it was over, Sarah sat up, glancing back at him for a reaction. He stretched and got up to move around the room. Sitting still for so long was unusual for him.

"So?" she asked, "What did you think of the movie?"

"It was interesting," he said, "There were a lot of things in it that made me come with questions."

"I've never seen you so quiet," she commented, passing him a Pepsi from her fridge.

"Like magic," he stated, sitting back down onto the couch and reaching for a piece of leftover pizza, "Is it real? How did the old lady know that Rapunzel's hair would make her young? What would happen if Rapunzel lost her brush – would the magic still work? Why was it the only form of magic in that world?"

Sarah opened her mouth to speak.

"And then there's her parents. How did they know it was her, especially after her blonde hair was gone? Why didn't they look for her when she was a baby?"

"You didn't like the movie," Sarah said, "I'm sorry. I had trouble choosing a movie. I thought maybe that one would be okay."

He smiled, "But I did like it, Sarah. Rapunzel reminded me of myself. She was kept away from the world and she had no idea how it worked. She had a lot of first experiences. But best of all, she learned. At the end, she found her happiness. I'd really like to think that maybe one day, I'll find mine too."

She smiled back.

"So, what do we do now?" Chuck asked, stretching again.

"It's late. We should go to bed," Sarah said.

He nodded, heading for the door, "Anna and Tyler will be back tomorrow afternoon, I guess. I wonder if they…found their feelings on their date."

Sarah smiled gently, "I guess we'll find out tomorrow. In a way, I hope they do decide to date more. Anna has been alone with only me for a companion for a lot of years. I want her to be happy. If Tyler makes her happy, then they have my support."

He looked at her in her eyes, "You mean you hope they fall in love. Because that would make Anna happy?"

She squirmed a bit underneath his intense stare, "Yes."

"What would make you happy, Sarah?"

She dropped her eyes to her feet, turning red, "I am happy."

"No, you're not," he stated, lifting her chin gently, nudging her face up to look at him, "You're lonely. And you're hurting. Even I can see that and I'm the densest person in the world."

He held her gaze, his fingers lightly brushing her hair, "Please Sarah. Tell me how to help you. I'll do anything."

She was squirming, still trying to avoid his eyes. He cupped her face with his other hand. Finally, she stopped resisting as she made eye contact with him.

They stared at each other for a good minute before Sarah slowly went up on her tippy toes and pressed her lips to Chuck's. It was a light kiss. Sarah's arms slid around his back, one hand pushing lightly on his hair to bring his tall frame down to meet her shorter one. She ran her tongue along his bottom lip, slightly tilting her head to make the kiss a bit deeper.

She pulled back, her fingers to her own lips as she backed away slightly to give him room and gauge his reaction. He stood in the same spot, mouth agape…completely still.

"Oh Damn!…I can't believe I just did that!" she exclaimed. She turned 30 shades of purple, "Chuck…"

He didn't move.

"Chuck?" she asked, reaching an arm out. She hesitated, "Please say something. I'm sorry if I crossed a line. It was just that moment…Chuck?"

If Chuck thought he'd had other moments of overwhelming emotion, this one blew the others out of the water. He had never had a moment of such absolute bliss. Sarah was so beautiful…so kind… Was it even possible that she…someone so amazing…could even slightly care about Chuck that way? Warmth spread throughout his body. His vision began to blur and he wavered on his feet.

Chuck looked down at her long enough for her to see his eyes roll back into the back of his head.

"CHUCK!"

The Jinx Angel fainted.

Tyler and Anna were in a hotel room with two Queen-sized beds in Boston, getting ready for bed.

"So, what do we do now?" Anna asked, "We've got some new information…what do we do about it?"

Tyler sighed, "Good question. I suppose we need to let Chuck know about what we found out. He should have some inkling of what's going on at least. Especially if I'm going to leave town and track Daniel. He'll be the one protecting Sarah."

"He still thinks we're on a date," Anna said, "Sarah does too. How are we going to handle that? If Chuck finds out it was a cover story, it might get complicated trying to keep it from Sarah."

Tyler glanced at her, looking her up and down, "Is it the end of the world for people to believe we're dating?"

She blushed, looking away to the corner of the room, "You're such an egomaniac!"

"We have a lot to tell Chuck," Tyler said more seriously, "Not to mention the little bomb that you're an Angel too. Maybe we're better to maintain the story. It will give us excuses to disappear now and then. Let's at least keep it to ourselves until I know where Daniel is."

He paused, watching her unpack her t-shirt and shorts for bed.

"That's not going to make things awkward for you, is it?"

She glanced up, "What do you mean?"

A half-smile on his face, Tyler grabbed his toothbrush out of his travel bag, "Pretending to date me. I mean, I know I'm hot and one helluva catch, but I saw the way you looked at Casey. If there's something there, maybe we'd better come up with a Plan C and you should talk to him before he's done his probation."

She snickered, "He's a good guy, but you and I both know it can never happen. I'm an Angel. I have an assignment…and the assignment is the only thing that matters to me. It's forbidden anyway...a human and an Angel."

"It's not forbidden between an Angel and an Angel," he said pointedly.

They stared at each, a heated gaze sending sparks flying in the room. She flushed, grabbing her stuff to head for the bathroom for a shower. He hopped the bed and blocked her path, catching her wrist. She was eye-level with his bare chest. They stared at each other for a moment. Slowly, he leaned down, brushing his lips against hers. She ran her hands over his abs lightly as his arms came down around her waist.

"Anna," he whispered, moving in to deepen the kiss.

She lifted her head to accommodate him, then shook her head, pushing him away, "No, no... this can't happen."

"It isn't forbidden," he repeated, "Please tell me I'm not reading your signals wrong."

"You're not," she said softly, looking directly into his eyes, "I think you're incredibly sexy. You have incredible observation skills, which is an insane turn-on. Plus, although you act all tough and icy on the outside, I can see how much you care about Chuck and Sarah...and me...but it can't happen. Not while you're still pining over Lou."

His mouth gaped open. He was still leaning over her, "What do you know about Lou -"

"I watch you too," she reminded.

Tyler stepped back, giving her access to the bathroom door, "I'm sorry Anna."

She stopped mid-door, turning to him, "You're a good guy, Tyler. But you need to find a way to get past your pain," she started to close the door, catching his eye, "If you ever find you can let her go, I'm not going anywhere. Come find me."

The door closed completely and Tyler sat down on the bed, defeated.

He wondered if Chuck was rubbing off on him...because that was a major oopsie.

Chuck had only fainted for a few moments. He was awake now. She had helped him to the couch. They sat on opposite ends of the sofa now in atmosphere of what could only be described as…awkward.

"I'm so sorry," Sarah was wiping the tears streaming down her face with her hand.

Chuck was still sitting in a stupefied trance, trying to find words to comfort her with and failing miserably.

"I shouldn't have done it," Sarah said, looking down at her toes, "Please tell me I haven't ruined our friendship, Chuck. I didn't mean to ruin anything. It's just that…"

"Sarah," Chuck said, finally managing to come out of shock, "It's okay."

"How is it okay?" she exclaimed forlornly, "I made you faint!"

He shook his head, moving a bit closer to her…but not too close, "I fainted because my brain couldn't keep up with my emotions. Not because I didn't want you to kiss me. Or because it scared me. I actually think it was the single most amazing moment of my existence. I simply…wasn't prepared for it."

Even he was shocked at how logical that sounded.

"If anything," he continued, his voice low, "It never occurred to me that you might want to kiss me. I'm a clueless moron. Tyler says so all the time. Why would anyone want to kiss a clueless moron? Especially someone like me?"

"Why wouldn't I want to kiss you?" she asked, her voice contorted in confusion, "You're smart – you catch on very quickly when a new concept is introduced to you. And you're funny and exciting to hang out with," her tears were subsiding, calmed by the sound of his voice, "You're very innocent, but you're not a moron and you're not stupid. Tyler isn't all that nice to you, is he?"

"No," he said simply, "Not usually."

Another awkward silence came between them. Bunny nudged Sarah's hand. She patted him, trying to think of what to say next.

"So, I haven't ruined our friendship?" she asked finally.

"Never," he answered honestly, "You're the best friend I've ever had. Nothing could change the way I feel about you."

She paused, edging slightly closer, "How do you feel about me, Chuck?"

"I…like you," he said, looking down at his hands, "I think you're pretty…and smart. You make me laugh. I feel happy when I'm around you."

"I like you too. And I promise I won't do it again."

He glanced at her, smirking slightly, "I wouldn't hate it if you did. I just need more warning."

They exchanged a gentle smile.

"Maybe…" Sarah moved a tiny bit closer to her, reaching for his hand. He squeezed it lightly, "Maybe we should go on a date. Maybe we should see if we have 'special feelings' for each other."

"Maybe I would like that," he said gently.

Their fingers intertwined. This time, the gaze they held wasn't awkward. It was full of wonder.

"Can I kiss you again?" Sarah asked, leaning forward so her head was inches away from his.

He skimmed his lips over hers, completely immersed in the moment, "Please."

She pressed her lips to his gently, moving her hands to his back. He leaned in, this time kissing her back. The swirl of emotion flooded through Chuck's body again, but this time, he knew what it was…he was attracted to Sarah…he had 'special feelings' for her.

They broke apart, both of them blushing, their foreheads pressed together.

"It's late," she murmured, "We should both go to bed. You can…stay here with me if you want to."

He shook his head, "I already slept with you once. Apparently, that's some big marker in a relationship from what Tyler said. I think it would be better if we took things really slow. I don't want to faint on you again."

She smiled, then broke out into a laugh as she realized he thought the night they spent on the couch together constituted as 'sleeping together'. She wasn't going to volunteer the real definition...yet. He was right. He wasn't ready to know about all the things that happened in a deep relationship. Neither of them was ready for that step anyway. And even just sleeping in the same bed was a little too much at this time. All of this was too brand new and too fragile.

"Can we go on a date tomorrow?" Chuck asked, running his fingers through her hair.

"I have to work during the day," she replied, "but tomorrow night, let's get dinner together."

He nodded, pulling away so he could stand up. Their hands were joined as she walked him to the door.

He leaned down and kissed her again.

"Goodnight Sarah."

"Chuck!" she called as he went to his own apartment door.

He turned, smiling at her gently.

"I've only known you a few days, maybe a week," she said, "But they've been the happiest days of my life. And I don't and have never thought you're a clueless moron. You're funny and bright…and you make me feel safe and happy. I just…wanted you to know."

He nodded, thankful for her kind words. His confidence soared. She liked him.

He watched her until she closed the door and he heard the locks pop into place.

Thank you, Sarah.

For the first time since he could remember, Chuck felt extremely happy too.