A/N: Gadzooks! Jill is being evil, Chuck is building something, Chuck, Sarah, and Sam are not at school. Will there be gunplay, speeding cars, explosions? (Checks notes.) No. (I mean it's me, I know I don't do that well.) THERE'S A PLOT? WTH?! What in the world will happen next? Oh…this is the part I'm supposed to tell you, right? Muh bad. Ch 14, Is This Too Soon?

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck

"I don't know about this, Chuck," Sarah said softly.

"Hey, it's okay. I said at your speed, whatever you want," Chuck told her, giving her a soft smile. She felt a small hand slip into hers, and looked down at Sam.

"Ma'am, we really need to…" the attendant quit talking after Sarah gave him a look. "Take all the time you need, but we do have others that are ready."

"I understand," Sarah said, stepping to the side. She looked at Chuck. "I need to do this. I said I was a part of your world, and I need to do this. We need to do this…as a family."

Chuck and Sam had the same matching grins on their faces. "Sarah, you take all the time you need. We have forever."

"Yeah, but I'm greedy. I've put off too much of my life for the greater good, or because I was scared to face something," Sarah replied, taking a deep breath.

"We're here, Miss Sarah," Sam said softly.

Sarah looked down at the little girl and crouched down in front of her. She straightened the collar of Sam's shirt, and smoothed out the little girl's hair. Why was she always so tactile around these two Bartowskis? She took Sam's hands into hers, and looked her straight in the eye. "Hey, how about when we're not in school, you just call me Sarah, okay?"

Sam's eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Mmmhmm," Sarah replied with a smile. Sam threw her arms around Sarah's neck. When they broke the hug, Sarah took her hands again. "Think I can do this?"

"Absolutely," Sam replied, making the them both laugh.

Sarah stood, looked at Chuck, and nodded. "Okay," she said softly. They got on the boat together.

"Sarah, if you're gonna do this, you have to sing," Chuck said, a glint in his eye and a smile on his face.

Sarah huffed. "Finnnnnnne." She cleared her throat. "It's a small world, after all…."

The three road the ride and spent the rest of the day at Disney, all three realizing how much they were becoming a part of the other's life.

}o{

"Thanks for a great day, Chuck," Sarah said when they returned to his home that evening. She looked at Sam. "Remember, you can't tell anyone what we did today."

"I know," Sam replied. "I just wish I could hug you at school."

"Well, you can, just when others aren't around, okay?" Sam hugged Sarah.

"Hey, Pumpkin, can you give Sarah and I a minute?" Chuck asked, nervously.

"Sure, but I've seen you two kiss before," Sam replied, shrugging as she went into the house.

"What's up?" Sarah asked, smirking.

"Stay," he said softly. Her eyes widened. "I mean…unless…that is….you know what? I put my foot in my mouth, please ignore-" That's where he stopped talking because Sarah was kissing him.

"What about Sam?" she asked, as she pulled back.

"Pretty sure she's okay with it," Chuck replied. "In fact, you can sleep in her bed if you'd like, or I can sleep on the couch, I just like you here in the mornings."

"What if I want to sleep with you?" she asked, an eyebrow arched.

"I am good with that," he replied a slow smile covering his face.

"Are you? Are you really?"

"Woman, tease me all you want, but we both know if I hit you with the full Bartowski experience, you are putty in my hands."

Sarah pulled out her keys, hit a button, and her trunk popped up. She walked over to the trunk and grabbed her bag. Shutting the trunk, she walked back to Chuck, and stopped right in front of him.

"I double. Dog. Dare you." With that she went inside the house. "Sam, can I stay here tonight?" Chuck thought he heard Sarah ask. He wasn't sure. His brain was rebooting again.

}o{

Sam sighed contently. She was snuggled into Sarah, who was snuggled into Chuck, who had a dopey, dreamy look on his face. "I love Mary Poppins," Sam said softly.

"It just makes your heart happy," Chuck agreed. Chuck looked over at Sarah, who had tears running down her face. "Sarah?!"

"I'm okay, it's just…she never forgot them, you know," Sarah began. "She came back for them. They thought that she came back for their kids, but she came back for them and…." Sam crashed into her, hugging her. Sarah and Sam cried as Chuck hugged them both from behind.

"Love you, Sarah," Sam said softly.

"Love you, Sam," Sarah replied, kissing her on the head.

"I love you, Sarah," Chuck whispered into her ear. Sarah's eyes grew big and she spun looking at him. "It's not part of the dare, I swear. I know, it's a lot, and I was scared to say anything, but it's how I feel. And just maybe, it's what you need to hear." She stared at him. "I messed up, didn't I?"

"No," she replied, her eyes dancing. "No, you didn't." Chuck gulped. He had a feeling tonight just changed his life.

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Chuck was sitting up, the covers over his feet, nervous. Sarah walked out of the bathroom in shorts and one of his tee shirts. She stopped and took him in. "Trying to seduce me, Bartowski? The curls everywhere, the Atari tee shirt, those…pajama pants," she said, with a hint of something in her voice. She gave him a wink. A slow grin was covering his face. "Taking me up on the dare?"

"Sarah, I'm not even trying…like I said, putty in my hands," he replied. She put a knee on the bed and began to crawl toward him, a smirk on her face. His eyes grew wide. "Uh…Sarah, uh…"

"Chuck, we can do this dance as long as you want, but there's something you should really know about me."

"You don't like chocolate almond milk?" he asked in a high-pitched voice.

"Never tried it. There IS something else I've never tried that I really….really….want to." Chuck gulped.

"Watching all of the Star Wars movies and cartoons in canonical order?" he asked.

"With you," she nearly purred, her hand making it to the far side of him. His head whipped over to look at it,wide-eyed, then back to her with a whiplash-inducing jerk.

"Twilight Zone marathon… we do that every Christmas, you know."

"Am I invited?" she asked, pulling her leg over him, effectively straddling him.

"YEP!"

"Good," she said, taking his face into her hands. "Figure it out yet?"

"I'm really not sure," he sputtered, feeling his brain rebooting over and over and over and over….

"You," she said huskily.

"Maybe I'm the putty," he blurted out.

"I don't think so," she replied, then an eyebrow arched. Her face turned to absolute anger and she leaned forward, her lips by his ear. "Stay absolutely still and trust me. Whimper if you understand." He whimpered. "Good job, now you won't get your stick pulled."

"What if I want it pulled," he muttered.

"Okay, we are definitely having a conversation as soon as I deal with this," she whispered, and then she sat up. "BRYCE THERE HAD BEST BE A DAMN GOOD REASON YOU ARE IN THIS HOUSE!"

"Jill is creating papers to show I'm the father of Sam and not Chuck," Bryce replied from around the doorway.

"That's a damn good reason," she said, vaulting off the bed. She turned to Chuck.

"I'm gonna need a minute," he said, looking like the world had crashed around him.

"Hey, over my dead body does she get her, okay?" Chuck nodded, and began to get out of bed. "Sweetie…you still need a minute." Chuck crawled back into bed, red-faced.

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Half an hour later the entire team was assembled in Casey's bedroom, with King and Beckman on the monitor. "Cozy isn't it," Chuck commented. Sarah was in front of him, her back to his front. She wiggled her backside, and Chuck's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"Ummhmm," she replied.

"Children," Casey growled. Turning to the screen, he asked "What are we waiting on, General?"

Beckman started to answer when the screen went to thirds and Roan, Carina, and Cole appeared. "Oooo," Chuck said, excited. "I get it." Everyone turned to look at him, but he looked at Sarah, who had an amused smile on her face. "It's like the comic books, where all the good guys misunderstood things, and now are coming together to form a team-up and stop the bad guy."

"I mean, he's right," Bryce admitted.

Sarah shook her head, still looking at him. "You're adorable," she said softly and turned back to the monitor.

"Christ," Carina barked out, laughing. "She's gonna devour him like a starving man devours a steak." Chuck turned red.

"If we could focus," Beckman said, her face tight.

"Yes, let's be professional about things," Roan said, giving Carina a look.

"It would be nice if you did sometime soon, Roan," Beckman snarked. King's eyebrows went up. Everyone looked uncomfortable.

"I don't understand," Chuck said. Every eye turned on him. "You two obviously care about each other so why not just apologize and be happy?"

"It's complicated," Beckman replied, and then realized what she had done.

"Christ, he's Bartowskified the General," Casey muttered.

"No, it's not, you're both too stubborn and prideful," Chuck retorted. Sarah was clenching her jaw like she was fighting something. "Just be honest, I know life is scary. Alone you two are good, but I have to believe together you two are unbelievable."

"We were pretty amazing," Roan admitted.

"Yes, we were," Beckman added, her eyes glistening.

"Uh, we kind'a need to talk about the problem," King said, hating to interrupt but knowing if he didn't this could go awhile.

"Simple, I kill her," Casey said. "She hurt Sam, and now she's really trying to hurt Sam."

"Casey, let's table that," Chuck said. "There has to be another way."

"Chuck, she wants the Intersect," Bryce explained. "She has paperwork showing you're not the dad that she's going to show a judge and get Sam removed from your custody."

"That won't hold up long," Chuck replied, trying to understand what she could gain.

"It would hold up long enough to hurt the two of you," Bryce said gently.

"So what she wants is the Intersect," Chuck verified. Bryce nodded. "But who does she have that can run it?"

"She doesn't, she wants you to do it." Chuck began to smile. "What am I missing?"

"She wants to know what's in the different agencies and erase it, doesn't she?" Chuck asked. Bryce nodded. "Okay, I'll do it. Problem solved." Everyone stared at Chuck in shock, except Sarah.

"You sexy genius, you," Sarah said softly. She turned to everyone else. "Don't you get it? What we need from Jill is on her computers. Chuck loads the "Intersect" onto her computer and then he gets the incriminating info we need to put her behind bars."

"How?" Carina asked.

"Bartowski can hack into anything," Casey explained. "He will have to "hack" into the different agencies systems and while he's doing that he can get into Roberts Pharmaceuticals."

"What if the info isn't there?" Carina asked.

"Oh, it's there," Bryce confirmed.

"Good," Beckman began. "Now here's-"

"General, I think we all need a good night's sleep and we talk about this tomorrow," Sarah interrupted.

Beckman stared at Sarah for a second. "Sleep my ass," she muttered.

A/N: Oh look, the plot is still wandering around! Someone catch it! Next time, does Sarah get interrupted again? Does Chuck find the info he needs to get Jill arrested? Does Sarah murder anyone who interrupts them? Does anyone get hurt…other than those that interrupt Sarah? All these questions may or may not be answered. Reviews always appreciated.

EDC