A/N: What? You thought I forgot this? COME ON! It's the Mollyverse. Now listen, I'm serious, this fic has been known to make people have the strangest reactions. Tears, dying from the dieabeties, and smothered in fluff. I'm not pulling any punches with this. If it tells you anything, I broke this into two chapters because I couldn't handle any more. You asked, you got. Sarah vs the Life Unexpected: The Letters Ch 2, Valentine's Day

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck, but I'm not sure Grace doesn't own the rights to Molly.

"You sure you're feeling okay?" Chuck asked for the fourth time.

"Really, I'm fine," she insisted. "I just need a day to myself, so take the girls and our son to school, go to work, and leave me alone." She grinned at him.

"I mean I'm really worried," Chuck said with a serious look on his face. "You've been lying in bed and haven't even made any inappropriate comment."

"Does that tell you how much I want to be alone?" she asked, an eyebrow arched. Chuck threw his hands up, as if to say, "muh bad", kissed her on the forehead, and left. The car pulled out of the driveway a few minutes later. She threw back the covers, and rushed downstairs to the basement.

It had been a little over a year since she found that first letter. Between finding out she was pregnant, having Jason, and dealing with her company and family, she had honestly forgotten about that letter. As Christmas time approached, she remembered and went looking for the box that was supposed to contain more letters. She found it and several letters that were inside, but the one that grabbed her eye was Valentine's Day.

She didn't have time to read it, and if it made her as emotional as the first, she was going to need to be alone. She took the box and put it in the basement, in her office. For the next several weeks she looked for time to get to the letter, but with four kids….one of them was 6 foot 4, and a business, she rarely had any time to herself, not that she was complaining.

It was one afternoon that she was watching another argument in the office next door between Bryce, Chuck, and Morgan, the idea finally hit her. "You know you have a TON of vacation and sick days, right?" Carina asked her. Sarah pulled herself away from an argument about who was the better Batman artist.

"What's that?" Sarah asked.

"You is what this is about," Carina began. "You are here all the time, we can run a few days without you. You deserve some down time." Sarah grinned thinking about what she could do.

"You're right," Sarah agreed.

"Good, now, what are we going to do on your day off?"

"You are going to work, I'm gonna take a mental health day," Sarah replied, grinning.

"Blondie," Carina whined.

Casey stuck his head in the office. "Carina, wanna grab lunch?"

"Not wanting to stuff the two of you in the supply closet?" Sarah asked, never looking up from what we was working on. Carina stuck her tongue out at her and left.

That was last week, and now Sarah found herself sitting in front of the lock box. She opened the lid with trembling hands and found the letter she was looking for. She gently took the letter out of the envelope, her hands trembling, seeing the familiar scrawl on the letter.

To Chuck's SO,

First off, God, I wish I knew your name. Calling you his SO is so impersonal. I also wonder how long you two have been together, do you have any kids of your own, and most importantly, how is he? I've not told Devon about these letters. I must sound crazy or psychic or something, but he's been in such a bad spot, with everyone in his life abandoning him.

Secondly, thank you. If you've read the first, and then found this one, it means, you're the one. Just love that fool. That's all you have to do. Love him and be there for him, and know I love you. Don't ask how that's possible, because it is, and just accept it.

Third, the reason I suspect you're here. Valentine's Day. This day has utterly sucked for Chuck. I think he and Jill had one good one, but even that memory has got to be awful the way it ended. One year he ended up staying with Morgan because the idiot drank 24 grape sodas. How do you drink one? Much less 24?

I know traditionally this day is about giving the girl what she wants, but do you know what Chuck wants for Valentine's day? This is serious, so, do with what you want. He LOVES You've Got Mail. LOVES it. He always cries at the end. Now, to really complete this, he needs popcorn with milk duds sprinkled over the top to eat while watching it, Orange soda, don't get me started on his food choices, and for the premeal, there's a Mexican restaurant close to our old apartment near Echo Park. He loves the #5.

Sarah put the letter down for a second and smiled. She knew exactly which restaurant. Chuck had told her about it. She started to formulate a plan.

Last thing, and seriously, this is none of my business, but, I'm his Mom-sister, so. Here's what I know about my brother. Does he enjoy beauty, sure. Does he like women in sexy things, absolutely, but what he wants, deep down, because so many have left him, because he just wants people to be happy and comfortable, is for the person he loves to just be comfortable around him. To be open, vulnerable, and just trust him. I've probably overstepped. But if you knew me, you'd know that's me.

And listen, I don't know where you two are in a relationship, but I'm telling you this. If you're ready for the next step, and he's not, you might have to push him. He can be scared that he's going to run you off. But if you're there, with my daughter, I know you. I know who you are and I know you're there for him and her always.

Okay, I need to stop, crying again. I can't say this enough. I love you. I pray we never meet this way, but if we do, I feel better knowing you are there for both of them, and any you might have. I'm not saying you do, but it wouldn't surprised me because that's Chuck. Love you SO. Thank you for loving my brother.

Love you sis,

Ellie

Sarah put the letter down, tears running from her eyes. "Love you, Ellie," she said to the house. "Don't worry, I've got him."

A/N: Welp…yeah. I know it's short, but we're gonna split this chapter because I'm gonna need a minute. Hoped you liked it. Reviews and PMs are always welcomed. Until Next time, take care.

DC