Thank you for the reviews so far. This chapter isn't a Christmas one, but it links in with the memory I'm doing for the next chapter. I own nothing.

"I suppose we'd better get back then." Chuck sighed, whilst holding Sarah in his arms.

"No! I'm not ready to go back out there yet." She whispered, why would she ever want to move from this position? She was so in love with Chuck that sometimes she just wished she could zip him inside herself, so he was just there forever.

"If we don't come out, they're going to come in." He whispered into her ear, sending static shivers down her spine, it made her shiver slightly.

"I love this, though." She flopped her arms reluctantly, and moved away from him so that she was there again, looking deeply into his slightly bronzed chestnut eyes. She didn't shy away from his awed gaze like she would have when they were first together. She reveled in it, letting the emotions sweep over her body like a tidal wave.

"Me too." He mumbled, he was lost for a moment - it was strange to think but sometimes he thought that her eyes were the direct windows to her soul. They told him so much, whereas in the past he used to think they were mysterious and full of foreign riddles.

"Aun-tie Sa-rah!" A high pitched voice shouted. "Uncle Chuck!"

"Crap. No one escapes from Clara!" Chuck laughed, straightening up.

"There you two are!" Seven year old Clara exclaimed, folding her sunkissed arms across her chest. "What are you doing?"

Chuck and Sarah looked at each other sheepishly and shrugged. "Just having a little talk, honey." Sarah replied.

"Yeah, right!" She laughed to herself, for a moment she was the image of her mother. "Why do you always look at each other like that?" She wondered.

"Because we love each other." Chuck said matter-of-factly.

"Mom doesn't look at Dad like that. You look at her like she's fairy princess barbie! And you look at him like he's prince ken!" Her little sky blue eyes were shining.

"We're in love. You'll understand when you're older, Clar." Sarah admitted.

"Yeah well hurry up, please. Mom said Christmas dinner's nearly ready, and I made the cranberry sauce all on my own!" She didn't wait for an answer, she turned on her little heel and vanished from the room.

"Well she told us!" Chuck laughed.

"I can all but imagine what ours will be like at that age." She shook her head and smiled.

"You were so scared, but don't all those worries seem silly now?"

"Yeah, I was terrified." Sarah pictured herself, six years earlier only two or three months after Christmas. She remembered staring downwards at the positive sign and feeling terrified. It appeared that her mind was going to drift back down memory lane again; so she let the magical memories take over her current thoughts.

Sarah had thrown up for the fourth morning in a row, it was almost impossible that she was pregnant, she and Chuck always took precautions, so that couldn't be it, she must have a bug and that was all. She stumbled out of the bathroom, feeling feather-light and nauseous at the same time. She felt like she couldn't remember where she was for a moment, but she soon came crashing back down to reality when she came face to face with her curly haired husband.

"Babe." He sat her down next to him. "This is the fourth time in four days."

"I know." She said quietly. "It's probably just a bug."

"Are you sure? Have you had your... you know?" He said awkwardly.

"No but, I've never really been that regular, if I carry on being sick then I'll... We'll re-evaluate the situation." She said cautiously.

It frustrated Chuck sometimes how Sarah addressed everyday things in a spy like manner. He was worried about her, very worried, but all he said was, "Okay." If she wasn't better in a few more days then they needed to start thinking about more serious things.

He leant forward and rested his head on hers, "I've got to go and check on something in the Buy More, I'll ring you later." He kissed her softly on the forehead and resisted the urge to shoot a worried glance at her as he walked away.

Sarah was still sitting on the bed for a while after Chuck left, thoughts circling viciously in her head. She didn't need to do this right now, worrying herself over nothing. She hardly ever worried really, everything in her adult life had been planned perfectly, she'd aimed to be one of the CIA's top spies, and she did it, every mission she put her mind to, she did it. She aimed to keep her emotions in check at all times…But then, came the man that turned her life upside down and made her see that sharing wasn't scary. She fought with herself for a long time before she finally admitted to herself that she was head over heels in love with Chuck, and she loved the feeling.

Though, despite all of this, she still wasn't very open to surprises, or change. To be frank, it scared her. She threw her head onto her pillow and yelled into it in frustration.

A few days passed and nothing changed. She'd managed to prevent Chuck from waking up most of the time when she was sick, but she couldn't shake the feeling off anymore. She couldn't tell Chuck how she was feeling though; she didn't want to worry him. So, she decided to talk to the closest thing to him, the female version, Ellie.

Chuck had already left to tie up some loose ends at Carmichael industries, but they were actually entitled to a few weeks off around the spring period. Sarah couldn't face going to work, she just felt too ill. But she hardly ever got ill, so this was why she was so worried.

She pulled on a T-shirt over her head, before realizing that it was actually Chuck's. She groaned inwardly as she searched for something of her own. When she was finally dressed, she walked over to Ellie's apartment and was greeted by Awesome strolling out the doorway.

"Hey, Sarah. Whoa, you don't look so good." He commented as he took his leave.

"I'm ill." She shrugged.

"Well, I've made this awesome protein shake that can-"

"No thanks!" She couldn't help smiling.

"I'll catch you later." He pushed his bike past her and continued walking onwards.

"Ellie?" Sarah called. "El?"

Ellie emerged with Clara toddling behind her. "Hi, Sarah."

"Hey, I really need to talk to you." Sarah admitted, her eyes trained on Clara and her tiny little baby curls that reminded her of Chuck.

"What is it? Sit down." She commanded softly, scooping up Clara and putting her in the play pen.

"I've been really ill the last few days and-"

"You need to get to the hospital and you should –"

"Ellie! Listen to me; I don't think I am ill… Well I don't know." Sarah stuttered nervously.

"What have you been feeling like?" She replied, suddenly going into full doctor mode.

"Sick, and I keep on being sick and I feel light headed all the time." She admitted.

Ellie raised her eyebrows slightly. Somehow she already knew the truth, but she tried to prevent herself from letting her own judgment override the situation. "Sarah, when was your last period?"

Sarah reluctantly thought back, counting with her fingers, and then suddenly her jaw dropped. "Six weeks ago."

"It's okay, calm down." She rested her hand on hers in an act of reassurance. "I've got a pregnancy test in the first aid box in the bathroom. I want you to take it, okay?"

Sarah could only nod. Ellie pulled her up and waited outside the bathroom door. Sarah was rational for a moment and did what she had to do, she appeared by the bathroom door when she had taken the test.

"Now, we wait." Ellie said softly as Sarah put the test on the table.

It was the longest two minutes of her life, the clock seemed to almost go in reverse as the endless seconds ticked by. What if she was pregnant, what would she do? Despite her age, was she even ready for a baby yet? She tapped her foot impatiently and her hands shook.

Finally, her time was up.

"I can't look Ellie, will you look for me please?" Her voice wobbled.

Ellie nodded and picked up the test, she looked at it and her expression gave nothing away. "Sarah, you're pregnant." Sarah's eyes widened, she didn't really think it was going to be true, she just thought she was being irrational.

She sat there for what seemed like years contemplating it, but then in an instant Clara caught her eye. Sweet, innocent Clara. Suddenly, Sarah felt it, a deep yearning within her to become a mother. It was a feeling that was incredibly strong. She imagined a little baby Chuck, a part of her and his love combined together to create a beautiful baby. She imagined a round, rosy cheeked face with wide warm chocolate eyes and a gorgeous main of curly mahogany hair.

She stood up and pressed her hand to her stomach, she could just imagine her little baby curling up inside of her, safe and loved. It would be the most loved baby there ever was. How could she have even doubted being a mother? She could feel it now, the instinct had taken hold of her in a matter of minutes. Sarah's wide eyes met Ellie's, in an instant tears were forming in them and slowly falling down her face, but her smile was from ear to ear.

"Oh my God, I'm going to have a baby!" She said the words out loud and tasted them on her tongue.

"Thank God you're happy about it!" Ellie breathed.

"I was shocked, I'll admit. I tried pushing it to the back of my mind all the time, but I think on some level I kinda already knew."

"You and Chuck will make fantastic parents. Oh my God, this is perfect, first you get married, then you have a baby - it's like everything is slotting right into place." She babbled.

They sat there for a few hours talking about it, and eventually, the idea even seemed less daunting that she had originally made it sound.

"Shit! Chuck!" Sarah had forgotten about telling him, she wondered how he would take it - was he even ready yet to be a parent himself?

Clara looked up almost suspiciously at her Auntie's swear word. Her little eyes narrowed slightly and then she let a small wail escape her lips, wanting to be let out.

"Come here, sweetie." Ellie beamed down at her daughter. Sarah watched the exchange between them, she saw the awed gaze that crossed Ellie's face. Her eyes lit up, and when she held her, her arms slotted perfectly around Clara's tiny body, she clasped her as if her child was the most breakable china. Clara nestled into her mother's embrace and looked directly at Sarah, her young, wise eyes seemed to be trying to tell Sarah something.

"I'd better go and tell him." Sarah smiled at them both.

"I can't wait!" Ellie clenched her fists in excitement. "Well, I'll see you later, ok? I've got to put Clara down for her nap anyway."

"Thanks El, for everything." She replied truthfully.

"My pleasure."

As soon as Sarah opened the door she realized that Chuck was already home. He was sitting on the couch watching Tron - again.

"Hey, babe." His eyes didn't leave hers as she walked in, he held his arms open to her.

She moved towards him and wrapped her arms around him. She felt a feeling of contentment wash over her as she kissed his lips, like they had been shaped, just for her. She'd never doubted the fact that Chuck was 'the one', she couldn't imagine spending her life with anyone but him. Every day he never ceased to amaze her. Now, the man who she was deeply in love with had conceived a child with her... Their child.

"Chuck. I have something to tell you." She told him as she pulled away and looked at him seriously, she was suddenly nervous about how he was going to take it.

"What?" As the seconds ticked by, the suspense was killing him.

"I'm pregnant." She waited for his reaction, folding her arms over her chest as if she was shielding herself from any harm that may come her way.

He gazed into her eyes and saw fear, anxiety with a subtle undertone of excitement. As the words floated around in his mind, and finally made sense, he considered it. A little baby Sarah with fair hair and azure coloured eyes. He imagined himself as a father, cradling a tiny little child, a part of him and a part of Sarah. Suddenly, it was as though the rest of the world had turned into soft focus. He just saw his wife, his beautiful wife - carrying their child.

"Oh my God!" He yelled. "Are you serious?"

"Of course I am!" Why would she joke about something like this?

"This is amazing, Sarah! We're going to be parents! We're going to have a baby!" His face was sunnier than a hot summer's day.

"I'm so relieved you're excited too!" She barely had time to catch her breath before she was swept up into his arms. He held her for a long time, this was his family now. It was a strange feeling, having so much love for Sarah, so much so in fact that sometimes it hurt to breathe when he was around her, she was his soul mate, with her everything just clicked. These feelings continued to grow day by day, but what surprised him was the capacity of love he had to fill in his heart. He felt like he couldn't love any more people, but then this tiny peanut baby created a new kind of love... already it was growing, tender and unconditional.

"I love you." He whispered to her, "more than you'll ever know."

"I love you too." She said softly into his ear

"Hang on a minute if it's... and then add a few months and.. it's going to be a Christmas baby!" He beamed.

"Oh yeah! It's going to be an eventful Christmas this year!"

I'm going to write about when Sarah has the 'Christmas baby', in the next chapter. Please tell me what you thought of this, I'd really appreciate more reviews, if you have something to say about this then please, review!