A/N: I'm baaaacccckkk! And so is this story! I hope you haven't forgotten about it completely (like me)! Haha. Please read and review!

After three years of pure sexual tension. They couldn't wait to get to Casa Bartowski. It all started after Sarah opened Chuck's side of the car. Lucky thing her automatic door opener wasn't working. Sarah was about to go to the driver her side of the car, however, Chuck stopped her in her tracks by grabbing her hand and spinning her around on his lap to meet him with a full blossoming kiss. Sarah was about to protest because they were in a car, but she gave up and grabbed two handfuls of his curly brown hair and put her legs on both sides of Chuck's hips. Chuck was about to lift Sarah's shirt, but Sarah stopped him. She put her forehead on his, with her eyes closed she whispered, "Do you really want our first time to be in a car? Shouldn't it be something or somewhere more special?"

"I couldn't agree more," Chuck said putting both of his hands on Sarah's cheeks and giving her another kiss. They were so deep in the moment that they didn't notice Carina coming in their direction.

Carina knocked on Sarah's Porsche window, which startled both Sarah and Chuck. "Hah! I won! Casey owes me 50 bucks! Couldn't wait to get home, huh? Sounds like fun what you guys were doing. Mind if I join, sis?" Carina gave them an evil grin.

"Carina," Sarah sighed, glaring at the redhead. "What are you doing?"

"Oh, you know," Carina said, her voice muffled by the window. "Just watching you and Chuckie boy here get it on. Very interesting, by the way. I haven't seen you look that into it since that time in Morocco with Bryce."

To this, Chuck quickly rolled down the window and asked, "Bryce?"

"Yeah," Carina smiled. "It was hot. Trust me. What made it better was that the two took down an entire drug ring. The same day. With my help, of course."

"How'd they manage to do that?" asked Chuck, curiosity and jealousy in his voice.

"Let me in the car and I'll tell you," Carina said.

"There's no room," said Sarah, butting into the conversation. "Besides, Chuck doesn't want to hear about that boring mission anyway."

"Yes, I do," Chuck argued. "And it doesn't sound boring at all, sweetie."

"It wasn't," Carina said. "Quite the opposite actually. Plus, Sarah, you can just stay there on Chuck's lap. I'll drive."

"See?" Chuck said, turning to Sarah. "Carina will drive and tell us all about the time you and Bryce were in Morocco."

"This is a mistake, Chuck," Sarah warned. "But if you insist, Carina, get in."

"Door's locked," Chuck reminded her.

"Right," Sarah said, leaning over to the driver's side door and unlocking it for Carina.

The redhead quickly walked over to the other side of the car and got in.

"Thank you," the DEA agent said. "Now you two just get back to what you were doing. I'll drive and tell Chuck all about Morocco."

"I can't believe you would do this, Carina," Sarah shook her head, moving and positioning herself so that she sat comfortably on Chuck's lap and could look out of the windshield.

Carina shrugged, "Hey, Chuck wants to hear. Might as well tell him all of your dirty little secrets before something bad happens. Like marriage. Keys?"

"Carina..." began Sarah before she gave up. What was the point arguing with her?

"Why do you really not want me to hear this story?" asked Chuck, staring into Sarah's eyes.

"It's nothing bad, it's just...I wanted to keep you away from the darker side of this lifestyle. I said I'd protect you, and I meant from anything," said Sarah defiantly.

"You gone soft, Walker?" said Carina in disbelief at the image before her, which was totally incongruous with the image she had previously held of Sarah.

"No!"-she denied, but gave in when she saw the unconvinced luck on both Carina's -and Chuck's- face-"okay, maybe a little, but this is something I'd really rather tell Chuck myself. He deserves to hear it from me, and not from someone who tends to...exaggerate some details."

"Fine, you tell him then," was Carina's reply.

Damn, I didn't quite think that one all the way through, thought Sarah.

"Ugh," Sarah said, handing Carina the keys. "Here, just drive."

"Yes, ma'am," Carina smirked, taking the keys and starting the car. "Where to?"

"I don't care," Sarah said. "Pick a place. It's going to be a long ride."

"Aw, now, Sarah," Carina said, "If you don't want to tell him, I will happily do it for you."

"I know," said Sarah. "That's why I have to tell him."

"Okay, Walker, there's no time like the present," Carina said, driving. "Start telling him."

"You're right," Sarah said, turning sideways so that she faced Chuck. "Here goes nothing. Chuck, a few years ago, I was assigned a mission. It took place in Morocco. That mission was the first mission where I was assigned a partner. His name, as you know, was Bryce Larkin."

Sarah Walker had never had a partner before. Never had one, because she didn't need one. And she was sure she didn't need one for this mission. But CIA Director Graham insisted that the mission was too hard for one agent, even one as good as she, to handle alone. Sarah disagreed.

She furiously exited the director's office and headed toward the east wing of the building where she was to meet her new partner. A guy named Bryce Larkin.

Oh, she had heard of him. Everybody had. "Bryce the super spy", they called him. Apparently, good with the women as well. Not that Sarah cared. Or at least she pretended that she didn't.

By the time she got to room fifteen, the one set aside for her meeting with Agent Larkin, her anger had mostly disappeared. As she turned the doorknob to enter, she felt a little thrill. Even though she had told everyone else that being partnered up with Larkin was foolish and that she didn't care, she couldn't help but be excited and rather interested in meeting the agent. Was he as everyone said?

As soon as Sarah stepped into the room, she saw him. He quickly got out of his seat and stood to greet her.

"Hello, Agent Walker, my name is Bryce Larkin. Pleasure to meet you."

"Pleasure to meet you too, Agent Larkin, I've heard much about you..." said Sarah while looking at him very carefully.

"Only good things I suppose," replied Bryce with an ironic tone.

Sarah quickly answered "You have quite a fan club in this agency, very impressive for a younger person."

He took a step forward, "I didn't know that the CIA had such beautiful agents, I guess I'm just lucky. If you your skills match your beauty I think I will be in good hands..."

"Look, Agent Larkin," started Sarah before being interrupted.

"It's Bryce."

"As I was saying, Bryce, I'm here to do my job and I hope you won't make it harder."

Bryce looked Sarah in the eyes, "I like what I do and try the best that I can..."

"Good" said Sarah while leaving the room "Let's go, we've got the mission briefing in 5 minutes."

A/N continued: I would like to thank everyone that read this chapter. It means a lot, especially since it hasn't been updated in FOREVER. Also, I would like to thank the people that contributed to the writing of this fic, big or small. The list of names can be found in the first chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. I hope you will review. But most importantly, I hope you'll read the rest of my writing, past, current, and future. ;)

XOXO,

SLWF

PS. Carrie Underwood, for those of you that don't know, married one Mr. Mike Fisher in July. Don't worry. My heart is slowly, but surely, healing. :p