Hey guys, this chapter is going to be fairly short than the last, but trust me, the next chapter will be (to quote Devon) AWESOME. :) This chapter does include a lot of Charah fluff. :P

P.S: Currently, I have another multi-chapter story going on about NCIS:LA, so updating might take some time. I do have a break from school coming up next week, but my school just assigned a mandatory, yet completely unnecessary Interdisciplinary Research Project complete with 3+ essays for our individual class and then a 5-10 page essay for the final project. UGH. Not to mention, I've got a writing assignment that includes original characters, plot lines, settings, conflict...etc on top of that that's due the day after break. Ugh. Enough of my rant, long story short, I might not have time to write another chapter for some time, but I'll try. Hope this'll suffice. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Chuck or any of the characters, that characters that you do not recognize are mine and purely fictional.

Enjoy~

Because of Chuck and his vinyl collection, Sarah fell in love with music. It made her feel at ease and expressed what she couldn't with her own words. So, when she heard the street guitarist – who looked like he was in his mid-20s – play, she made Chuck stop walking and just listened. Her eyes were closed and she listened intently, as if trying to soak in every note that the guitarist played.

As Sarah did this, Chuck looked over to wife. God, he loved her.

She looked so beautiful as she listened to the music. Snow fell on her softly and her cheeks were a tinge of pink. Every time he looked at her, he fell in love again and again and again and this moment right now, was no exception.

Sarah opened her eyes as she felt Chuck's warmth slip away from her. He held out a hand and she smiled as she took it. His arms wrapped around her waist as hers wrapped around his neck. As she rested her head on his right shoulder, she closed her eyes once more and asked if he it hurt. He chuckled lightly and replied, "Stop worrying so much."

He rested his own head against hers as they danced in circles slowly. He closed his own eyes slowly and whispered, "I love you." He placed another soft kiss on her head and then leaned against her head once more.

"I love you too," Sarah returned the sentiment as a warm feeling of content swept over her. Nobody except Chuck ever made her feel this happy and for once, she didn't regret the decision to join the CIA, or date Bryce, or even Shaw because they all led her to Chuck and this moment right now.

Chuck opened his eyes and saw that their little impromptu dance inspired other couples to dance and get lost in the music and love as well. He smiled and continued to dance.

When the guitarist finished playing, couples – including Chuck and Sarah – stopped dancing and applauded the guitarist for the wonderful performance. They each threw in a couple of dollars or so into his open guitar case and the guitarist thanked them for their generosity. Chuck reached into his inner jacket pocket for his wallet and fished out about five-hundred dollars and placed it in the pocket of the guitarist's jacket.

Sarah smiled at her husband and his generosity. The love that she felt for this man right now was overflowing and she wanted to scream out to the world at how amazing her man was.

Once the guitarist's shock at Chuck's donation was worn off, he started thanking him profusely, but Chuck just asked, "What's your name?"

"Jacob. Jacob Lansky." The guitarist replied.

Chuck smiled, "Well, Jacob Lansky, I hope to see you in concert one day. Use the money wisely, you deserved it."

"I will." Jacob promised as Chuck placed his left hand on the small of her back and crossed the street, away from the street performer.

As they crossed the street, Sara couldn't stop staring at her husband.

"You know, if you keep staring at me like that, there's a good chance that you'll make a hole in the side of my face." Chuck joked as he faced her, a smirk on his face.

Sarah laughed and just replied, "It's just – I love you."

"You better, I'm your husband," Chuck joked again as he dipped down for a kiss to which Sarah happily gave.

"Come on, smart-ass. We have a dinner to get to."

A/N: Reviews are much appreciated! Thanks for all the lovely support that you guys have given me :)