I still don't own Chuck. Prospects are not good for me ever owning it. But, boy if I did…

It just seems like the first chapter was more the beginning of a story rather than the ending of one. Let's see how Chuck and Sarah handle being secretly married. Here is my vision. Thanks to Happydayz for the ideas. And, of course, thanks to BrickRoad for keeping me on the straight and narrow.

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Married Life

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Sarah sat in Ellie's kitchen slowly sipping her cup of tea and flipping through the pages of Ellie's bridal magazine. As she was waiting for Ellie to get out of the shower, she had a hard time believing how much her life had changed. And not just with Chuck. Not that things weren't great with Chuck. They were better than she had ever hoped. As a matter of fact, today was their two month anniversary.

"Could it possibly have been two months?" Sarah asked herself with a smile.

It seemed like only yesterday that she drove then to Vegas. She could tell by the look in Chuck's face that he didn't think she would really go through with it. She could actually see the surprise in his eyes when she said I do. Thinking about the total look of contentment is his face when the official told them that they were husband and wife never failed to bring a tear to her eye.

"We'll have to go out tonight and celebrate our anniversary." Sarah whispered to herself with a smile.

And that's the moment that she realized how far gone she really was. Sarah Walker didn't celebrate special days. Even things like birthdays and Christmas were just another day. Well, maybe the occasional pretend thing if there was a cover to protect. But surely nothing as trivial as a two month anniversary. Truth be told, Sarah had always looked down on women that got all mushy about those sorts of things. And yet here she was, feeling all aglow planning on taking her new husband out to dinner.

She had come to look forward to her and Chuck's 'movie' nights so much that it scared her. It wasn't healthy for an agent to be so driven by her personal emotion. That was for sure. And she would have to be very careful not to tip off Casey, or even worse, Beckman. But she just couldn't help it. She felt so good in his arms. So…well, so normal. And if a three hour movie night three times a week was the only time that she could be normal, she was sure going to make the most of it. It simply broke her heart to have to push Chuck out of bed and back home. And while he was great at never complaining, she could definitely see the sadness in his eyes.

And Chuck, he was so…how would you put it? Afraid. Not in a bad way, but definitely afraid. He was so afraid of overstepping his bounds that he had always hung back and let Sarah make the first move. It was so cute. Not that he had long to wait. Sarah had long decided that she was tired of waiting. She was in love. For the first time in her life, she finally understood what that meant. And while she couldn't give him everything that he deserved, whatever she could give she was damn sure going to. Gladly. Because she got so much more from him in return. They had made an unspoken agreement. Inside that room, she was no longer Agent Walker. She was Mrs. Chuck Bartowski.

But she had really expected all of those things. She had lain awake in bed many nights dreaming about them, after all. What she hadn't expected was how close she was coming to Ellie. That was an unexpected bonus. It was funny. Before Sarah was actually a little afraid of Ellie. Not afraid in any physical sense. Ellie would never hurt a fly. Just afraid in that she never knew how to act. All of her training was in how to act with men. She was an expert at that. Whenever she got in trouble, she always knew that one bat of her eye, one embarrassed smile, or in extreme cases, a tear would get her out of any mess with a man. But those tactics didn't work with Ellie. She was defenseless. That's why Sarah had always avoided being alone with her.

But all that changed the second that she said I do. For some reason that Sarah couldn't explain, even to herself, she now felt of Ellie as a sister. Ellie had always made her feel welcome. Part of the family even. There was no question about that. But Sarah always knew that if Ellie knew the truth about her and Chuck's cover relationship, she would feel betrayed. Maybe that's why Sarah felt so good about it now. She actually deserved it. She really was Ellie's sister now. Even if Ellie didn't know it yet.

Sarah was never much for girlie things. She had developed a sense of fashion. But that was part of the CIA training. She had learned to shop for the right clothes and apply the right makeup. But those things were work for her. She never really enjoyed them. She would much rather spend a couple of hours at the shooting range than go shopping. That's why it surprised her that she was looking forward to these wedding planning sessions so much. Two months ago she would have tried hard to get out of it. And only done the bare minimum to protect her cover. But the real truth was that, aside from movie nights, this was becoming the highlight of her week.

Sarah loved Chuck. There was no question about it. She had for a long time. But now she realized that her love for Ellie was a close second. And there was nothing that she wouldn't do for her.

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Sarah was so wrapped up in her daydream that she didn't hear Ellie come into the kitchen until she was almost on top of her. She had to call on her training to not jump.

"Did you see anything that you like?" Ellie asked as she continued to dry her hair.

"You know what?" Sarah said with a smile as she pointed to a picture in the bride's magazine. "I'm really liking this traditional layered cake with the plastic bride and groom. It might be a little old fashioned, but I like it."

"I like it too." Ellie said with a huge grin. "It's been the trend to go with separate cakes on different height stands. But I agree, the more traditional, the better."

"What flavor do you want?" Sarah asked.

"Well," replied Ellie as she thought about it for a moment. "Why couldn't each layer be a different flavor? That would be different. What flavors do you think?"

"I don't know, Ellie," Sarah said hesitantly. "The way my stomach has been feeling lately, thinking about food doesn't sound that good right now."

"What's wrong with your stomach?" Ellie asked showing sudden concern.

"It's nothing," Sarah said in a dismissive tone. "It's just that my stomach has been upset for the past few days. It goes away and then I'm fine. It's nothing to worry about."

"Let me look at you." Ellie said as she moved to face Sarah.

"Ellie, please," Sarah said. "It's no big deal."

"Sarah Walker," Ellie said firmly as she held the back of her hand to Sarah's forehead. "You listen to me. I went through four years of undergraduate school, two years of medical school, two years of internship, and two years of residency. If I can't use all of that training to take care of my best friend, what good was it?"

Ellie felt around Sarah's neck and under her chin. Then she noticed the tears filling Sarah's eyes.

"Sarah," Ellie said quickly. "Am I hurting you? Does this hurt? Where is it tender?"

Sarah just looked at Ellie for a long moment. Finally she was able to whisper.

"Did you just call me your best friend?"

"Of course," Ellie said with a laugh as she gave Sarah a quick hug. "Sweetie, come on, you knew that."

"I've never been a best friend before." Sarah said as she threw her arms around Ellie's neck.

"I find that very hard to believe." Ellie said softly, surprised by Sarah's emotion. "But even if it is true, you're one now."

"I love you, Ellie." Sarah whispered.

"Hey," Ellie said with a giggle. "I love you too. But that settles it."

Ellie softly broke the embrace and walked over to a cupboard. She opened it and pulled out a box. She walked back to Sarah and handled the box to her.

"No way," Sarah said with a laugh.

"Morning sickness, mood swings, slightly swollen glands," Ellie said softly.

"Ellie," Sarah said while trying to control her laughing. "There is no way that I'm pregnant."

"There is one way to find out." Ellie said with a smile.

"It's silly."

"Humor me." said Ellie gently. "But if you're not pregnant, we're going to the office for some blood work. Do you want to take the test or go to the office?"

"Fine," Sarah said with a sigh. "I'll humor you. But, Ellie, there is no way."

So sensing that it would be easier to just take the stupid test, Sarah took the box from Ellie and went into the bathroom. When she came out she sat the test strip on the counter.

"Well," said Sarah with a big grin. "That was a waste of eighteen bucks."

The test took twenty minutes to give accurate results. And, to tell the truth, Sarah forgot about it. She was having such a good time talking with Ellie that she stopped worrying. After all, it just wasn't possible.

One thing was for sure. Sarah was glad that Casey was working at the Buy More with Chuck this morning. The last thing that she wanted was to have to listen to his needling her about taking a pregnancy test. Hopefully he wouldn't find the need to listen to the tapes. That's all she needed. In her current mood, one crack about her having Bartowski's bun in her oven just might cause her to go on a multi state killing spree.

But Sarah was having so much fun listening to Ellie's funny hospital stories that she totally lost track of time. After a while, as they were talking, Ellie walked to the kitchen to get another cup of tea. In doing so she passed where the test strip was lying. Ellie grinned as she wordlessly held up the test strip to Sarah. Finally, seeing the shock in Sarah's face she whispered with the same grin.

"It looks like I'm going to be Aunt Ellie."

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