Sarah sat on the cold concrete floor of the cell she had been thrown into some time ago, with no windows and only a cot and toilet, it was impossible to tell. They had told her nothing since they grabbed her and killed, her beloved master, Oleg Karnoff right in front of her. Maybe it was a business rival or Volkoff she simply didn't know and thinking about who was behind this was all she really could do.

They had been sleeping when they busted in, Oleg had his arm around her protecting her protruding belly with their child. It hadn't been that long since they fell asleep after enjoying some rough sex and both were exhausted. The first person through their bedroom door, wearing black tactical gear, opened fire, and Oleg's head disappeared as the remanence of his brain matter spread onto her face. She screamed hysterically as more men in tactical gear entered the room and grabbed her, she was in shock and didn't fight back.

More importantly, she felt a pain in her stomach and she feared there was something wrong with her baby. She pleaded with the tac team to take her to a hospital as there was something wrong, but they just gagged her then put a black bag over her head.

They did take her to a place to get medical treatment but they informed her that because of the stress from the assault on their home she had suffered a miscarriage. Emergency surgery was ordered to remove the lost child from her body, all the while the black bag remained on her head, she never saw her baby. She was strapped to the hospital bed for what felt like a week as whoever had her was making sure she was well enough to be transported.

When she was able, she was drugged and only awoke from the effects after she was placed in her cell. They feed her bread and water twice a day but other than the food being delivered there was no interaction with anyone and the food arrived at a slot in the heavy metal door.

It took her some time to realize who was responsible for her imprisonment and she couldn't help but laugh at the irony of it. The US government had bunkered her like they had wanted to do to Chuck, which she had prevented for two years. Of course, they wouldn't let her just leave after it was clear that she was no longer on the mission, she knew too much. She had been with the CIA her entire adult life and there was her intimate knowledge of the human Intersect and his identity.

The team that had grabbed her was an extraction team but they were not there to rescue her, but to apprehend her. She was a traitor and now she was in a black site bunker waiting for when they decided to execute her for betraying her country. It may have just been in her head but the cell seemed unusually cold, she was freezing all the time. That had been the one thing through all these months with Oleg that she missed about Chuck, he knew that her feet got cold at night and he would place his feet on hers to keep them warm.

The chill in her body didn't leave her even after some stranger came to her cell to inform her that she was to be executed by lethal injection in two days. Surprisingly that brought her no comfort and as the days went by, she started having weird dreams, of completing the mission to bring down Volkoff and Chuck preposing in a hospital hallway while his sister was giving birth.

Images of her in the belly dancer outfit, she had worn for Oleg, but in her mind, it was for Chuck to convince him to elope with her. Of working with her old team, the CAT Squad, to take down their nemesis and finally finding the traitor among them. Finding out that Volkoff had a daughter and having her help them rob a bank. She saw herself looking at wedding dresses and the feeling of being a princess when she found the right one.

Casey running his own team of Intersect agents, a murder mystery straight out of Agatha Christie. Working with Volkoff to save his daughter from assassins, of a wedding planner cheating her and Chuck out of their wedding money and calling on her dad to help bust the woman. Images of her childhood pig bank full of money that her dad had been adding to since she had given it to her. Discovering that Volkoff was really a defective Intersect personality.

When she was finally strapped to the table for her execution, she was sure she was losing her mind, not that it mattered at that point. They allowed her to look at the people who had gathered to witness her death, Casey was there with a look of disgust on his face, and General Beckman shook her head in disappointment. It was the figure in the back that caught her attention, it was Chuck holding a little blond-haired girl of about four. It couldn't be Molly she was safe with Sarah's mother but the girl looked just as Sarah would have pictured her. Next to Chuck was a brunette woman whose face Sarah couldn't make out.

"Chuck! Please stop this!" she called out to him, but he didn't even notice her.

Realization hit her that she had done what not even Bryce Larkin had done when he betrayed Chuck and got him kicked out of Standford. She had done something that to Chuck was unforgivable, she had told him that she loved him and wanted to be with him. The whole mission to bring down Volkoff was for him to free his mother and what had she done. She had become the sexual plaything for a Russian businessman instead and abandoned him.

As the green liquid flowed from the drip into her veins, she saw something wonderful and it broke her heart.

She was standing in the dining area of her and Chuck's apartment, she was in a yellow dress with a doily on her head. Chuck was in his pajama bottoms, a t-shirt, and a blazer standing in front of her. They were doing a 'dry run' to the wedding, which never was going to happen, and as they tied twist ties to each other's ring fingers and kissed.

Then everything went dark.

Sarah awoke in a hospital bed with an IV in her arm and tube up her nose, looking around the room she saw Chuck laying on the right side of her bed. Reaching out to run her fingers through his hair, to just prove to herself that this was real and she was alive. He stirred at the touch of her hand and turned to look at her with a smile threatening to break out over his face.

"Sarah? Are you really awake or am I dreaming?" he asked her.

She nodded her head as he gently pulled her into a hug, that gave her hope that he would forgive her for what she has done to him.

"Are you okay?" he asked her, offering her some ice chips for her dry throat.

Welcoming the moister from the ice on her bone-dry throat she asked him, "What happened, Chuck?"

"Vivian used the Norseman device on you," he paused holding back tears, "You have been in a coma for days."

"But the mission to bring down Volkoff and rescue your mom?" Sarah was so confused.

"You don't have to worry Volkoff is gone and my mom is waiting outside with the rest of our family."

"But Volkoff sold me to a Russian businessman named... named..." now she was very confused as she couldn't remember her dead owner's name.

"Sarah, you and my mom lead me right to the Hydra Database and we arrested Volkoff," he explained with a concerned look on his face, "That was before we found out he had his own Intersect."

It hit her like a ton of bricks, that whole time being a living sex toy, the pregnancy, the imprisonment, and the execution was the dream. What she thought was a dream was what had really happened, she could be with Chuck just like she has wanted for nearly four years.

"I had a horrible nightmare where your mom helped Volkoff sell me to a businessman while I was undercover in Volkoff Industries," she explained.

"Sarah my mom wouldn't do that even if she was actually in love with Volkoff," he stated, "She would know that it would destroy any chance that she had of me accepting her back into my life if she did that to the woman I love."

She pulled him to her and finally noticed the camo fatigues he was wearing and asked, "What exactly did I miss?"

"I had to get the antidote for you, but there were costs,"

"What?"

"We have been let go from the CIA and Casey from the NSA," he paused before telling her the big part, "The Intersect is gone, Sarah. And not just the one in my head but the one that created Volkoff is gone too."

"So where is he now?" she asked.

"No, Hartley Winterbottom and his daughter, Vivian have new untraceable IDs and are hopefully getting to know each other," he told her.

"What do we do now, Chuck?" Sarah asked.

"Well once you are cleared to leave the hospital, I plan on making you my wife," he gave her the famous Bartowski eyebrow dance, which made her laugh, "Then we will figure it out from there."

Sarah Walker, soon to be Sarah Bartowski, wouldn't have traded this true reality for anything in all of the universe.

A/N I know it is short but I took the easy route and made the original story a side effect of the Norseman device.