A/N: You ever tear up just writing a title? We may all need therapy after this one. Find someone to hug. Ch 6, Dear Sam

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck….but I'd be willing to listen if someone is offering.

She was alone, everyone had left. This was for them just her and Ellie, no one else. Sarah opened the box, gently took everything out, and studied the box. She slid her fingers over the bottom, not finding any indentions. She slowly put pressure on the bottom and felt it slightly give. She pressed again, felt a click and lifted. The bottom of the box came away and there was a letter. On the envelope, in that scrawl she had come to know, was one word. Sam. She looked away, tears in her eyes, trying to blink them away.

How, she wondered? How the hell had Ellie known? There was only one way to find out. She opened the letter, her hands visibly trembling.

Sam,

Thank GOD! I watched you that night. Chuck thought I was off having fun, but I was watching him. He took it the worst, thinking everyone left because of him. I watched you watch him and I knew. I knew that somehow, someday, you two would be together, and I knew you'd help him through the worst. I know when we met where you were in life. What you were going through. But that night, I saw something deep within you, and I knew there was an amazing person in there that was going to win the war she was fighting.

Now listen, you need to hear this. You complete him. You were all he talked about until dad left. That hurt him and he shut parts of himself down. I need you to know, you cannot go too far for him, he cannot go to far for you. You two belong together, and if you have to fight heaven, hell, memory loss, or Morgan, you belong together. I am rooting for you, Sis. And don't think you're not my sister. You are. You have been since that night. That poor fool just didn't have the sense to know it.

As for Clara, just be you, and she'll love you. Just be happy. You and Chuck just need to love each other. Just watch out for each other, and be the partners I saw you were that night. You opened up to him, and then you opened up the rest of the way to me. I love you, Sam. You saved my brother that night, and I know you did again. If this is how we're meeting again, I'm okay, because I know he's in good hands. And if he messes up, make sure he knows I will come back from the grave to give him hell.

Sarah set the letter down and laughed out loud. "I love you, Ellie. I wish you were here. You'd be so proud of him. I am." She dried her eyes the best she could and started back in.

Now, last thing, when he gets mopey about anniversaries, or whatever he decides to get mopey about, remind him I'm here with you two. And for God's sake, if you want to move, please do, don't stay there for me! I'm gone, but I'm not. Love you two, never forget that.

Love you, Sam

Ellie

PS You better let my girl call you Momma or Mom or something like that Missy, or you'll hear about it.

Sarah sat down the letter and just let all her feelings take her. She felt awash in love and family in a way she never did as a child.

"I'm going to give her the childhood I always wanted, Ellie," she said out loud. "I'm going to love your brother, and I going to make sure they never forget their sister or mother…but I'm pretty sure they never will. You're pretty unforgettable."

A/N: The shortest chapter I ever wrote, but possibly the most tears. Sorry, that's all I could do. Reviews, PMs, and kleenex, all welcomed.

DC