A/N: For this chapter, while I'll always love Cyndi Lauper's version, I think Quietdrive's version fits better. (It's on Spotify if you'd like a listen)

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck

Sarah was sitting in a booth; her, Chuck, Ellie, and Devon. She was done doing things the CIA's way. Part of her wondered if she should try and transfer to the NSA. Part of her wondered if she should just walk away, but she did love her job. She just hated it putting her, and his family, in jeopardy.

"What was with the redhead today?" Awesome asked her. Sarah smiled at him. He had told her earlier he wanted nothing else to do with spy-work. Both she and Chuck were relieved to hear that.

"Old friend of mine," Sarah explained. Devon nodded slowly, missing the confusion on Ellie's face, and Sarah addressed the older woman. "I have a friend who works in law enforcement. She had been trailing a suspected drug pusher. Apparently, he was going to use Devon to get into the hospital's drug supply, to make up for some product that was stolen… or that he used."

"I'm betting used," Chuck said offhandedly. Sarah grinned at him. He was getting good at this, but not in the way she had feared. "Guy was talking about a bear in the park."

"Definitely using his own product," Devon said. "How's the Buy More going, Chuckster?"

"Eh," Chuck replied, shrugging. "Corporate sent some 2-by-4 to try and show me better ways of doing things."

"How'd that go?" Ellie asked.

"He tried to tell me to begin results-oriented, and that you have to be cutthroat to get things done," Chuck replied. He squeezed Sarah's hand under the table. "I had to remind him that to not lose ourselves, we needed to remember the people involved, the people we serve. Sarah has reminded me of that a lot, lately."

"You should listen to her. She has her own yogurt chain, now," Ellie said. He felt Sarah beaming at him.

"Yogurt and fun," Chuck reminded Ellie.

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They were at a dance club, when Ellie managed to separate Chuck from Sarah. "Devon and I are moving across the courtyard, to the open apartment. You two should keep the current apartment. I don't know what's happened, but it appears you two finally figured it out."

"Something clicked a few months ago," Chuck said, and his eyes went wide as he realized what he had said.

"I knew it!" she exclaimed. "I knew you two weren't broken up."

"Ellie," he began.

"For crying out loud, Chuck, I'm a doctor… I'm not an idiot. Sarah is too smart to be working in a wiener store, or a yogurt shop." Chuck's mouth dropped. "Little brother, give me some credit."

"Ellie," he tried again.

"And that complicated bullshit," she continued. "What happened, she got assigned somewhere, and you two finally realized that what you had was worth fighting for?"

"I can't answer that," Chuck replied.

"Annnnnnd, that's all the answer I need. Don't worry, little brother, I'm not going to tell… well, I don't know what she actually does, but I figure it's got to be government-related." Chuck pressed his lips together, so as not to speak. "Are you safe?"

"She would never let anyone hurt me," Chuck replied, honesty bleeding through his entire being. Ellie nodded. "I love her."

"I know," Ellie replied. "And she loves you. I'm not totally happy about whatever you two are having to do – and I will find out, someday – but for now, just remember, you're promised nothing. Be there for each other."

"I think we've got that part figured out," Chuck replied with a grin. "Ellie… she's worth it."

"I know, Chuck. I know."

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"Beckman is gonna love this," Sarah said, leaning against Chuck, the two of them sitting on his bed.

"I mean… we should have known," Chuck began, but shrugged. "Honestly…? I'm glad."

"I know you are, baby," she said, turning to him, and capturing his lips with hers. She pulled away. "As much as I would love to do that… and more…" She gave him a significant look as she said that.

"Shaw," Chuck said, nodding. He reached over and grabbed his phone. "The video has been shown." Sarah sat up in bed. "I think we have a location on the Ring."

"You're kidding," Sarah said, looking at her boyfriend with shock clearly visible on her face.

"I told you I could tag it, and find out who watched it," Chuck replied with a grin. "Nerd, remember?" The grin fell off his face. "I find it very worrisome that Shaw appears the same day we break up an attempted kidnapping of Awesome, and the video is played."

"You think he's a double-agent?" Sarah asked, running a hand through her hair. "Chuck, that would mean… Chuck, Shaw is a higher-up in the CIA." Chuck sat there, nodding.

"I could see where someone in my supposed spot would fawn over Shaw," Chuck began.

"Someone who had been drummed out of the CIA, and had spurned the woman he loved."

"Wait just a second," he interjected, giving her a look. "It wouldn't have been a spurning."

"Interesting," she replied, grinning. "You object to spurning, but not the woman he loved."

"What do you mean, loved?" Chuck asked. "I love you, Sarah Walker." The words hung there, her eyes locked with his. "I mean… you have to know that, and if I haven't said it enough, or shown it enough-"

"I love you, Chuck, and I do know," she said, moving quickly to throw a leg over and straddle him, her laying herself over him. "And I need you to know that no matter what happens with this op, with this fight, I will always love you, and choose you."

"I'm a very lucky guy," Chuck said, gently kissing her.

"Baby, you have no idea how lucky," she said, giving him the Bartowski eyebrow dance.

"Can we talk about Shaw later?" Chuck asked.

"What do you want to talk about instead?" she asked, nipping at his bottom lip.

"I find there are many other methodologies of communication besides talking," he said, pulling her closer.

"Now you're talking," she said, and then the only words that were said were each saying the others name.

A/N: I really prefer my version over the show's, but again…I'm so biased.