A/N: WARNING you are entering into an established AU affectionately known as the Mollyverse. People fall in love in ridiculous amounts of time, and the stories can get to be so fluffy people in up in the hospital from their sweetness. You have been warned. This story may have been inspired by a birthday party sleepover from the night before.

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck, and after last night I can't find my brain.

"I'm telling you two I got this." Chuck was sitting in line at school to pick up Clara, Molly, and Molly's two friends Grace and Mia. "I can watch 4 girls for one night Sarah." He listened for a second. "No, I don't need you to send Emma back, I don't need to call Carina, Morgan, Alex, Casey, or the National Guard." Chuck laughed. "Listen, I'm telling you it's fine, you and your mom enjoy your time, give our boy a hug and I'll see you tomorrow afternoon."

Chuck hung up, pulled up the vehicle to his place in line, and watched as the four girls loaded up into the van.

"Dad, is Mom coming home?" Chuck gave Molly a look. "Dad, you're not ready."

"I can watch three 12 yr olds, and one 7 yr old," Chuck retorted. All four girls looked at each other and rolled their eyes.

-ooooo-

"Is anyone home?" Sarah called as she opened the door the next afternoon. It was after four, and the house looked and sounded like no one was in it. Molly and Clara raced into the room and shushed Sarah, making her eyebrows raise.

"We have just got him to sleep," Molly whispered.

Sarah felt her lips twitch in an attempt to laugh. "Did everything go okay?" Molly's cellphone rang. She saw the number, rolled her eyes, and pressed the ignore button. "Who was that?"

"Jerry," she said shortly.

Sarah's eyebrows raised in surprise. While Molly continued to believe they would be together in the future, their present seemed to be one of fighting like cats and dogs. However, when she left everything was going fine, as far as she knew. "Something happen?"

Molly sighed, rolled her eyes and Clara mimed her. Sarah was struggling not to laugh. Life was hard as a twelve year old, maybe not as hard as Molly made it out to be, but hard all the same.

"Dad picked us up like he was supposed to and brought us to the Simpson's to swim, like Mr. Simpson said we could." Sarah nodded, so far, so good, Chuck had stuck to the plan….sometimes he could….improvise. "Well, Bobby text Jerry to let him know where we were and he came by."

Molly stopped like Sarah was supposed to know what was wrong. "That was bad?" Sarah asked.

"Mom, Jerry said Grace was a nerd last week, and she's mad at him. I told him if he ever did something like that again there would be big problems."

Sarah knew she shouldn't but she decided to ask anyway. "Out of curiosity, did you define those big problems? It's always best to so both sides are on the same page."

"I was thinking of making him wait until we were twenty-five before we get married." Sarah blinked. "Anyway he showed up, I told him to leave, Dad tried to separate every one, and well….he fell into the pool…with his towel on….belly first." Tears pooled in Sarah's eyes. "We helped him out, he got dried off, brought us back here, and he went to take a shower."

"Okay," Sarah replied, thinking she had missed something.

"Remember Uncle Casey kept telling us to get the pipes checked out?" Sarah nodded. "Well, I was in the bedroom, and they all thought I was in the shower, so Mia and Grace turned the faucets on and flushed the toilet all at the same time." Laughter spurted out of Sarah's mouth. "I didn't know dad could scream that loud."

Sarah wiped tears from her eyes. "Was that it?"

"Not exactly," Molly admitted. "Dad went to order pizza and got two cheese, and one vegetarian no olive. Grace said her dad always got the super supreme."

"Oh, no," Sarah said, her eyes huge.

"Dad forgot how the grease and olives hurt his stomach," Molly began. Sarah put her hand over her face. "After about the fourth tale of all the physical, manly things her dad can do, dad called back and added a super supreme pizza."

"How bad?" Sarah asked.

"He was in the bathroom every couple of hours," Molly replied softly.

"Molly, I'm sorry."

"For what? Dad was great, he kept trying to do everything for us. He fell asleep watching Solo on the couch."

Sarah studied the two wondering what they weren't telling her. "Was there a bet?"

Molly nodded. "I made them not make Clara participate."

"Who lost?" Molly looked down at the ground and Sarah hugged her. "What happened?"

"Who lost what?" Chuck had wandered into the room looking exhausted. Sarah had a look of pity on her face and gave him a sad smile. She pulled him into a hug.

She pulled away so she could see him but still had him wrapped in her arms. "Sometimes at these things, a bet can occur of who falls asleep first. The person that does has a punishment the next morning."

Chuck's eyes got wide. "So what was the punishment?"

"I had to eat mustard, straight from the bottle." Chuck's eyes got wide. She shrugged. "No big deal, just turn it upside down an squeeze."

Sarah turned to Chuck. "You okay?"

He nodded and ran his hand through his hair. "Yeah, caught a bug or something."

"Something like the grease from that pizza made you sick to your stomach?" Sarah raised her eyebrow at him and Chuck just shrugged.

"Sometimes I like to eat manly food." The eyebrow remained raised. "Fine, a twelve year old playing my dad is better than yours and I was the other dad, made me order that pizza that hurt my stomach."

She ruffled his hair. "Did you sleep much?" He shook his head and she gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Go to bed, and I'll check on you in a bit." Chuck shuffled off upstairs. "Everything okay?" Molly nodded. "I'll be here next year." Molly caught Sarah in a huge hug. She checked the house saw it wasn't a disaster and came upstairs to check on Chuck. He was fast asleep. She changed into comfortable clothes and came back downstairs. Emma came in with Jason and joined the other three for dinner.

"Mom, about Jerry?"

"Yeah, Baby?"

"I don't think he's a very good kisser." Sarah started to reply when she heard a crash that sounded like something, or someone falling down the stairs. She got up, ran to them, and saw Chuck at the base looking frazzled.

"Chuck," she began.

Chuck stared at Molly. "HOW?! HOW DO YOU KNOW?!"

"Because I saw him eat the other day and his lips were everywhere." With that she shrugged and walked off. Sarah sat down beside him as Chuck took his head in his hands. Sarah just laughed and put an arm around him.

"I wasn't ready…I really wasn't."

"I know, baby, I know. Next time, I'll change plans."

"She's gonna marry him, and I'm going to lose all my hair from pulling it out." She leaned over and whispered in his ear.

"Please don't," she said as seductively as she could. He just looked at her, and bent his head down, resting their foreheads together.

"She's going to be a teenager next year." Sarah nodded slightly, her forehead still touching his. "I'm not ready."

She winked at him. "Yeah, you are, I got you." She gave him a peck on the lips and pulled him in for a hug.

"Maybe I am."

A/N: They're gone, I survived, and next year, she will be a teenager. Hope you liked it.….Take care…Until next time

DC