Sarah awoke, her head resting on Chuck's chest and her naked body intertwined with that of her husband. God, she loved the fact she could call him that now. Chuck was her husband; the thought bringing an instant smile to her lips. He must have felt the slight movement because she felt him shift and stretch.

"Mmm," He hummed, eyes blinking down at her sleepily, "Good morning, Mrs. Bartowski."

"Good morning, Mr. Bartowski," She smiled, lifting her head to accept a soft kiss, "How'd you sleep?"

"Pretty well, once I fell asleep," He teased, "Someone wanted to stay up late."

"He was quite insatiable last night, wasn't he?" She giggled, "But I'm certainly not complaining."

"I knew it, you just want me for my body," Chuck joked.

"I thought that was clear," Sarah grinned, "I mean, you're pretty impressive, I'm surprised I was the first one to tie you down?"

"That was fun," He smiled softly as he reminisced, "But I'd much rather tie you down."

"Chuck Bartowski, I can't believe you!" She gasped in mock offense and lightly smacked his chest with her left hand.

Chuck laughed as he pulled his wife into his arms and rolled them over until he was hovering above her, her wrists firmly caught above her head in one of his hands, "I can recreate the moment, if you'd like; if you're doubting it happened." He teased as he pressed kisses along her jaw and neck while his free hand roamed her body, refamiliarizing itself with her form.

"Tempting," She giggled, "But we don't have much time to play around." She nodded toward the clock on the bedside table which claimed the time was nearly nine in the morning, "The family is expecting us for brunch at ten."

"I guess we'll have to make the most of our time," Chuck grinned down at her as his hand slid further down her body, testing her. His grin grew ever wider as her eyes fluttered as he dipped one finger, then two inside her before completely withdrawing and replacing them with something a bit more filing. The gasps and mewls she let out as he made love to her helped to heighten the experience for both of them. When he released her hands, she immediately wrapped them around his neck, pulling him down for a searing kiss before she flipped them over and took control. Soon they were gasping and crying each other's names as they fell into each other sated for the time being. "Wow, Awesome was right. Married sex is way better than dating sex."

"Sweetheart, can we please not discuss your brother-in-law in bed?" Sarah groaned.

"Yeah, I can see how that might be weird," Chuck gave her a sheepish smile, "Sorry. We should probably get in the shower if we have any hope of getting downstairs in time."

"Carry me? I don't think I can move." Sarah looked up at him, her blue eyes wide causing him to chuckle at her antics.

"Okay, okay," Chuck pulled her into his arms as he sat up and shifted to the edge of the bed, "But be forewarned. If I carry you, I may just have to make it so you can't stand, either."

"What are you up to Mr. Bartowski," She asked, teasingly glaring at him.

"Come with me and you'll find out," Chuck gave her his classic eyebrow dance as he scooped her up into his arms and carried her into the lavish ensuite bathroom the honeymoon suite boasted, "Trust me, Mrs. Bartowski, you'll love it."

By the time their shower was over, she had to agree with him that she loved what he'd had in store for her as well as the man himself. They were now wrapped in the fluffy robes provided by the hotel and searching through their bag for something to wear to brunch. The plan for the day was to enjoy brunch with the family then caravan back to LA where they would have Emma take Molly for the week while they went on to LAX to catch their flight to Honolulu then over to Maui before taking the ferry to Lanai where they had a private villa booked for a few days of private time together.

They'd decided for a short trip during Sarah's spring break and a longer trip to Europe in the summer with the family with a few side trips scheduled in for themselves and the Awesomes, Emma had already insisted she have some granny time with her grandbabies. The fact Emma expected at least one more grandbaby to be conceived during the trip was not missed by either couple, not that any of them were against the notion, or were willing to admit it was a mutual hope that the trip might result in their family growing by one or two more.

For now, the focus was the trip to Hawaii for the newlyweds to have some alone time before returning and throwing themselves into the wedding madness again, this time for Morgan and Alex. It was no surprise that by the time Chuck and Sarah had dressed in jeans and a button down, and a sundress and sweater, respectively, that they were the last of the group to arrive for brunch.

"Did you two have fun last night?" Emma gave them a knowing look, causing the pair to blush, "That's what I thought, I don't need details, that reaction was more than enough for me. Now sit, we're starving and were waiting for you to get here and order your drinks before heading over to the buffet."

As if summoned by the family matriarch's words, their server appeared and took their drink orders before notating that they would be partaking in the brunch buffet and disappearing into the kitchen to retrieve the requested beverages while the family made their way over to fill their plates. While the adults took a little bit of many things, the girls got scrambled eggs and pancakes. Once everyone had enjoyed their fill of food and some conversation, they headed back to their rooms to collect their things and check out before heading back home.

The drive home was peaceful, due in part to Molly falling asleep pretty soon after they were on the highway. Arriving at home, they repacked their bags and bid goodbye to the Awesomes before taking Molly over to be dropped off with Emma. Sarah had been surprised when they boarded to find out that Chuck had booked them into first class for the flight. They sipped champagne while the flight continued to board and enjoyed a meal of baked ziti during the inflight service. The rest of the nearly six-hour flight was spent sleeping or discussing if they should start looking for a house. By the time they landed, they'd concluded that, once they returned home from Morgan and Alex's wedding, they'd start casually looking and only buy if they found the right house at the right price for them.

"So, if we were to get your dream house, what would it look like?" Chuck asked one evening as they were enjoying dinner on the veranda of their villa, "Are you're a toes in the sand kind of girl? Would you prefer a backdoor view from a bluff?"

"As nice as either of those options would be, I'd prefer something a little more simple," Sarah shrugged and took a sip from her wine. "As a kid, before my dad was arrested and I was able to go back and live with Mom, I would watch those family sitcoms when Dad was out working on his cons. I liked the simple houses in neighborhoods where the kids had friends nearby. To be honest, I always imagined a white house with a red door and a picket fence around the front yard where the kids could play."

"Maybe a dog too?" Chuck added, imagining the scene she was painting.

"Maybe," She smiled, "What do you think?"

"I think it's a great idea," Chuck smiled, "I grew up in a neighborhood like that for a while, it's where I met Morgan. Nothing would make me happier than to raise our children in an area like that." He chuckled a moment drawing a look from his wife, "Oh nothing, I can just imagine Morgan's reaction when we tell him we're trying to find a place in the 'burbs."

"Why, do you think he'll give you grief for it?" Sarah asked.

"Oh, no, nothing like that," Chuck smirked and shook his head, "He'll just try to convince me to work with him to find two house next door or back-to-back with each other for sale or build two houses together in a new development. He's always had this dream that we would buy houses that could share a back yard. I think a large pool straddling the property line may have been mentioned once or twice…"

Sarah giggled at the prospect, "How old were you two when he came up with this, twelve?"

"No, it was closer to fourteen or fifteen, about the time Ellie and I sold the house we grew up in to move to a smaller apartment that was more affordable to live in." Chuck shrugged, "I think he was scared to lose me or something."

"Well, if you look at it from that angle, it's actually kind of sweet," Sarah smiled softly, "But I doubt Alex would go for it. Same neighborhood, probably, shared back yard, not likely. Ellie on the other hand might be amenable to a gate connecting the properties if we were able to have a similar set up with her and Devon."

"Now, that's an idea," Chuck grinned, "Or do away with the fence all together and…"

"If you say shared in-ground pool, so help me…"

"No, not with little children around," Chuck assured her, "At least not until they are able to swim well enough to get out if they fell in. I was thinking more along the lines of a swing set or play structure of some kind."

"I don't think I even want to know the kind of play structure you and Awesome would dream up," Sarah rolled her eyes, "But let's not count our chickens before they're hatched, why don't we just look for a house when we get home, and if we happen to find one with houses for sale nearby, we pass the info on to the Awesomes and Morgan and Alex?"

"Good plan," Chuck agreed and stood from the table with a stretch, "Now I'm thinking I'm going to go for a swim to work off some of this dinner."

"That sounds good," Sarah agreed, standing, and collecting their dishes back onto the tray to leave on the front porch to be picked up by room service later. "Let's go get our suits."

"Who said anything about suits?" Chuck gave her a cheeky grin before pulling off his shirt, "It's dark out, the next villa is too far off to see anything…"

"Charles Irving!" She gasped playfully, "Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?"

"If you are thinking about enjoying the ocean au natural, then yes," He grinned kicking off his shoes as he stepped off the back step and walked backwards, slowly undoing his belt, the button of his jeans and zipper. "You coming?"

"You'd better run!" She announced, whipping off her sundress, dropping it on the chair before removing her bra and panties and kicking off her sandals. She dashed off across the sand passing him as she shouted, "Come on!" And dove into the ocean, her husband swiftly dropping his pants and diving in after her, wrapping her up in his arms as they swam and played, letting the waves guide them as they made love amid the incoming surf.

"You know, if we keep this up, Molly may have a little brother or sister sooner rather than later," Sarah commented as she lay in her husband's arms later that evening as they relaxed in their bed after collecting their clothes and washing the sand off their bodies. "That is, if you're okay with me letting my birth control run out."

"I'm so okay with that," Chuck smiled down at her, "It may not happen right away, but I don't think we should put too much pressure on ourselves about it. Just let it happens when or if it happens."

"Agreed," Sarah yawned, "I'll schedule an appointment with my doctor when we get home, figure out if I can just stop taking it or if I need to gradually step it down."

"Good idea," Chuck kissed her head, "But we can worry about that when we get home in a couple days. For now, I think we both need a little sleep, if only to recharge the batteries to get in a little more 'practice.'"

"Hmm," Sarah smiled softly, "I like practice…"

"Good night, Baby," Chuck tilted her head up until he could press a kiss to her lips.

"Good night, Sweetie," She sighed, settling back into his arms, her head resting on his chest as they drifted off to sleep.

"Mommy! Daddy!" The nearly three-year-old blond slipped her grandmother's grasp and dashed toward the exit of the secured area of the airport, setting off an alarm as she passed the boundary going the wrong way. A few people gave the little girl and her parents judging looks as they watched the young couple scoop the little girl into their arms, cuddling her as they continued their way out to the passenger pickup area. Others gave the small family smiles and loving looks, dreaming of the day that might be them, or remember the days it had been.

"Hey Sweet Pea!" Chuck grinned, scooping Molly up in his arms and pressing a kiss to her cheek, leaning her over as he continued to walk along side his wife who likewise kissed the little girl.

"We missed you," Sarah sighed, "Were you good for Granny?"

"Yes, Mommy," The girl nodded, her blind pigtails bobbing with the motion.

"She was very well behaved," Emma agreed as her daughter and son-in-law gave her hugs, "We even picked up Clara and had a fun day at the park yesterday, didn't we?"

"Yep! Granny pushed us on the swings, we played on the slide and…." Molly gave them a breakdown of her day playing with her cousin as Chuck and Sarah listened intently while still keeping an eye out for their baggage claim carousel. She had started winding down as the buzzing sound indicating the belt was about to start brining up the bags from the airport's baggage center.

Luckily, Chuck and Sarah's bags were some of the first to appear, so they were soon able to head out of the airport and make their way home. They paused to hand Molly over to Emma for just a moment for Chuck to carry a laughing Sarah over the threshold of their condo for the first time as man and wife before Emma, followed them in chuckling at their antics.

Since they had eaten on the plane and Emma had fed Molly before they went to pick up the newlyweds, they moved right into bedtime, getting Molly changed and singing her to sleep before each of them kissed her and laid her down in her crib.

"She's getting awful big for the crib," Sarah noted as they returned to their room and began getting ready for bed themselves, "And we should probably start potty training soon, too."

"Do you think she's ready?" Chuck asked, settling into bed, and pulling the covers back for her to join him.

"I think so," Sarah nodded, sliding off her rings and setting them on the bedside table before squirting a small dollop of lotion onto her palms and rubbing it into her hands and arms as she slid under the covers. Sliding her rings back on, she laid back and snuggled into her husband's side, "She's been giving me hints she's ready lately, and your sister and my mom, along with Miss Anne have all said somewhere around two and a half to three years old is a good time to start."

"Okay," Chuck agreed, "I wasn't around much when Ellie started the process with Clara, but I do remember a few things we should probably look into and get before we start this whole thing."

"Yeah, but maybe we put a pin in that until tomorrow morning," Sarah looked up to him, "There are better ways to spend our first night home as man and wife."

"I think I know where you're going with this," Chuck grinned down at her, "And I gotta say I like they way you think, Mrs. Bartowski. C'mere." He pulled her into his arms, lavishing kisses over her lips, jaw, and neck, taking his time worshiping every inch of exposed skin as they slowly undressed each other and made love late into the night.