Okay, another long chapter for you all. Lots of Charah fluff (maybe too much if there is such a thing, let me know) Hope you all enjoy! Please leave a review.

Chapter 15

Casey quickly entered Sarah's apartment. He was all decked out in his fancy tuxedo, Agent McKinley followed behind him.

"Walker you're not even dressed yet." Casey commented taking in her appearance.

"Casey we still have a couple of hours before the luncheon, besides I've been busy. Devon just left, I've been helping out with Chuck." Sarah closed the door and the two men moved further into the apartment.

"Hmm… How is Bartowski?" Casey asked.

"He's doing pretty good. Seems to be healing well. Devon has been very optimistic."

"Well go get ready. I scoped out some ideal safe house locations last night and I want to get to castle so we can go over them before we leave on our mission."

The more Sarah thought about it, she didn't like the idea of Chuck being moved to a safe house. She wanted him there with her, not off to some remote location by himself.

"Alright, give me half an hour."

Sarah made her way over to Chuck. She leaned down to him. "Sorry, we'll have to continue this later." she whispered in his ear.

"I'm going to hold you to that." he replied giving her a wink.

Sarah smiled at him and then turned to head off to the bathroom.

"How you feeling Chuck?' Dan asked as he approached the bed.

"Not bad. You guys have awesome timing by the way."

Dan smirked. "Sorry about that kid."

Casey removed his tuxedo jacket and placed it on the back of one of Sarah's chairs.

"Work before pleasure Bartowski." Casey chimed in.

"Casey you know what they say about all work and no play?"

"Yeah." Casey replied. "Makes for one hell of a spy."

Chuck and Dan both laughed. Casey just grunted in response and took a seat in a chair by the window.

"So where is this luncheon at today?" Chuck asked.

"The Bellagio Hotel."

"You want some help running surveillance?" Chuck asked.

"Bartowski, you're not working. You're recovering and you're in hiding. Don't forget, you're supposed to be dead."

"I know, I just thought, you might need some help."

"We have some field agents to run surveillance. McKinley will be staying here with you today. Devon is supposed to check in later and once he gives the go ahead, we're moving you two to a safe house until we have Haz."

"What?….No!…I'm not going to a safe house….I'm not leaving Sarah." Chuck protested.

"Chuck you don't have a choice….You being here puts you in danger and it puts Sarah in danger. Our job is to protect you."

"You're not my handlers anymore Casey! I'm a real spy now. I don't need your protection."

"Maybe not Bartowski, but we're your team. And like Sarah said, we look after our team, so cool your jets." Casey barked.

"Chuck don't worry. It will be fine. John and Sarah have been doing this job long before you came along. They are professionals, the best. They'll be fine without you…She'll be fine." Dan reassured him.

Chuck sighed and settled back against his pillow. "Yeah, I know." he admitted. "Doesn't mean I have to like it."

"Is everything set for today?" Haz spoke into the monitor.

"Yes sir." Burke replied. "I wait for her to come to me, then I make my move."

"Don't disappoint me Burke, I want Agent Walker alive."

"Yes sir."

Sarah emerged from the bathroom and all three men turned their attention to her. She looked absolutely exquisite in a long pink dress. It had thin spaghetti straps that hung over her shoulders, a low neckline and some sequin detail, not to mention it hugged her curves perfectly.

"Damn Sarah." Chuck sat up in the bed. She walked towards them, Chuck's eyes never leaving her.

"How do I look?" She asked.

"Great Walker, now let's go." Casey threw on his tuxedo jacket. And headed towards the door.

"Good Luck Lieutenant." Dan said as she came closer.

"Thank you Dan, and you can call me Sarah." She smiled at him.

"Okay, well good luck today Sarah."

"Guys you mind giving me a couple minutes with Chuck?"

Casey grunted and him and Dan headed out to the hallway to give Sarah and Chuck some privacy.

Chuck sat up in the bed as Sarah approached. She came to sit next to him on the edge of the bed.

"God you are beautiful….You look incredible." He said as she took his hand into hers.

"Thank you." she replied.

"I hate this…I don't want you going up against them…These people are dangerous Sarah."

"Chuck, don't worry, Everything will be fine."

"Please be careful." he pleaded with her.

She leaned in and pressed her lips gently against his. "I'm always careful."

"I love you."

"I love you too." she said resting her forehead against his. "I have to go." she finally said pulling away from him. "Devon will stop by later. Try to eat something today."

Chuck nodded as he watched her stand. She tried to move away from him but he still held onto her hand tightly. He brought it to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on it. The shiny piece of jewelry that adorned her wrist caught his eye.

"Sarah!"

"What?…What is Chuck?…Are you Okay?" The concern evident in her voice. She sat back down on the bed next to him.

"The bracelet?….How did you…..get it?"

Sarah looked down at her wrist and a smile came over her face.

"Casey." she replied.

"Huh?"

"Casey found it. At the crash sight. He knew it was mine, he gave it back to me."

Sarah could see a tear forming in Chuck's eye. "I thought…I thought I lost it."

She brought her hand up to stroke his cheek. "Are you forgetting? It's good luck, remember?" She leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips.

Chuck sat up and cupped her face with his hands, he pulled her into him and deepened the kiss. Sarah responded eagerly as she pushed him back to the bed. Chuck moaned against her mouth as her tongue made it's way inside his. Sarah trembled as Chuck ran his hand up her bare back, caressing her silky smooth skin.

The pounding on the door distracted them. "Walker, let's go." Casey's voice rang out from the other side of the door. Sarah sighed heavily as she broke their connection.

"Sorry." she apologized as she created some distance between them, both of them seemed saddened by their sudden separation. Sarah grabbed a tissue off of her night stand and wiped at the lipstick that was smeared all over Chuck's face. Pulling a compact out of her purse, she went to work fixing her own as well.

"We have got to talk to him about his timing." Chuck joked. Sarah smiled at his attempt at humor and moved to stand up.

"I have to go."

"Sarah!" he stopped her.

She turned to face him again. "Yeah?"

"Please be safe today." he pleaded one last time.

Sarah made her way over to him once again. She bent down and kissed briefly on the lips. She smiled at him one last time before grabbing her purse and heading out the door, allowing Dan to re-enter the apartment before the door closed.

"Chuck, you hungry? John and I brought some bagels over, I could fix you one." Dan offered as he approached Chuck again.

"Sure. Oh and Dan, speaking of John…What is this I hear about you being Casey's father?"

"Casey, all of these locations are at least an hour away from here." Sarah said glancing at the listings and photos Casey handed to her.

"Sarah we can't very well have them staying down the street from us. Besides these are ideal locations. They have everything Chuck and McKinley will need. The locations are remote and have all the means necessary to set up our surveillance and security."

"I guess….Well, how about this one." Sarah pulled out a picture from the pile. "This two bedroom cabin looks like it might be a good choice and it's only about an hour and 15 minutes out of Burbank."

"Great, I'll make the arrangements, and once Devon gives us the go ahead to move Chuck, we'll get them settled in." Casey took the listings from her and pulled his phone from his pocket ready to make the arrangements.

Sarah turned her attention back to today's mission. She studied the file on Simon Burke intently. She didn't want to miss a thing. She knew she would have to get close to him and the thought of that turned her stomach, but at this point she would do whatever she needed to find Haz and put him away.

Sarah strapped a knife to one thigh and a small hand gun to the other. The girl had more hardware on her than the household section at Sears. She was bound to be prepared for whatever today had in store for her.

"You about ready to head out?" Casey asked as he re-entered the room.

"Yeah, who do we have on Surveillance today?" Sarah threw another gun into her hand bag, while Casey placed his gun into his holster and put his jacket back on.

"We have Agent Molloy and Agent Collins running surveillance and a field team on standby." Casey replied. "Molloy and Collins are upstairs waiting for us to load the van."

"Alright, let's do this." Sarah started up the stairs of castle, Casey followed closely behind.

"I'm really sorry Dan. I had no idea. You gave up everything for your country." Chuck felt truly sorry for him and Casey for that matter. Listening to Dan's story, how the CIA had faked his death, took him from his family, how he had to start over, alone.

"It's the job Chuck, You have to know going into this that the time may come where your country comes first, whether you like it or not." Dan looked down at the ground.

"It's not right. Tearing a man away from his family like that. I'll never understand it. They took my father too."

"I'm sorry Chuck."

"He came back to us last year. The worst part was not knowing why he had left us all those years ago."

"Have you forgiven him?"

Chuck nodded. "Yeah, I have, and so has my sister. Just like Casey will forgive you. I know that my father didn't have a choice at the time. He did what he needed to do to protect his family. I know Casey pretty well, he puts up a front but I know deep down, he knows you didn't have a choice. He'll come around, I know he will." Chuck sounded optimistic.

"I hope you're right Chuck."

"I am, don't worry things will work out."

"So enough about my issues, what's going on with you and your lady?

Chuck smiled at the mere thought of Sarah. His lady. Finally.

Casey pulled the van up alongside the hotel. He carefully parked where they would be well hidden and out of view of the public eye. Casey jumped in the back portion of the van where Agent Molloy and Agent Collins were setting up their surveillance. Sarah looked on from the passenger seat as Casey switched on one of the monitors and pointed out specific areas to the other agents in the van that he wanted them to keep a close eye on. Casey armed himself with one more gun and opened the door to get out.

"Be careful." Agent Molloy said as he exited the van. The two of them shared an intense look with each other that didn't go unnoticed by Sarah before closing her own door.

"I always am." Casey replied before shutting the back door. He turned to meet Sarah who waited patiently for her partner.

"Ready?" he asked as he approached her, extending his arm to her.

"Yeah." she replied as she clasped arms with him and they headed towards the front door of the hotel. "So what was that all about Casey?"

"What was what all about?" he asked.

"Back at the van with Molloy. Something going on with you two?"

"What's that supposed to mean Walker?" Casey was getting defensive.

"Nothing, it just seemed like, I dunno, like maybe you two had something going on."

"You're one to talk Walker, the way you and Bartowski carry on, it's disgusting really."

"Casey, there's nothing wrong with it. She's cute. I think it's great if you found someone you can connect with.'

"Look Walker, for the last time, there is nothing going on between me and Erin."

"Erin?"

"Can we please just get back to the mission?' Casey pleaded not wanting to discuss this any further.

"Fine."

The two agents turned on their ear wigs and entered the hotel.

"Can you hear us?" he spoke quietly into his collar where the small microphone was hidden.

"We hear you Colonel." Agent Molloy responded.

Sarah and Casey scanned the room as they greeted other guests and made small talk.

"There's Burke." Sarah pointed the man at the bar out to Casey.

"Mark at two o'clock." he spoke into his collar.

"Got him." agent Malloy replied as she zoomed in on him on her monitor.

Just as Sarah was about to make her move, the Governor approached.

"What a vision." he said taking hold of her hand, "You must be, Clara, James and Elaine's new Daughter in- law. He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it.

"Yes Governor, so nice to finally meet you. Do you remember my husband James Jr.." She gestured towards Casey, who extended his hand to shake the Governor's.

"Yes, of course, Jimmy. Why I haven't seen you since you were just a boy. Look at you now, a successful business tycoon and a gorgeous new bride to top it all off with."

"I've certainly got it all." Casey boasted as he shook the Governor's hand.

"That you do lad. Please come, let me introduce you to some people."

Sarah turned her attention back to the bar, only to see that Burke was now gone. Casey grabbed hold of her hand as the Governor ushered the two undercover agents off in the opposite direction.

It wasn't until well into the luncheon, during the Governor's toast, where he was thanking all of his supporters that Sarah caught sight of Burke again.

"He's at the bar again." Sarah said as she leaned in closer to whisper to Casey. Casey nodded.

Sarah excused herself from the table and made her way towards the bar.

Sarah came up next to Burke. She signaled the bartender over and ordered a drink. He handed her her beverage and she handed him a large bill.

"Are you a big supporter of the Governor?" she asked the man next to her before taking a sip of her drink.

Burke turned to look at her. He smiled when he saw who the question came from.

"Not really, I kind of got stuck coming to this thing. The food was pretty good though." he joked.

Sarah laughed. "I know what you mean. My husband's family are supporters, much like yourself, I kind of got stuck coming here."

"Your husband? That's too bad, that a woman as beautiful as yourself has settled down, and so young." he gave her a wink.

"Well I wouldn't exactly say I've settled down. Our marriage was more of an arrangement really, by our families. Everything looked good on paper so to speak."

"I see, so what you're saying is that, you are not happy?"

"Not really."

"I'm sorry to hear that." He sounded sympathetic which surprised Sarah.

She took a big swig of her drink, nearly finishing it off in one sip.

"Don't be." she said.

"Simon Burke." he said extending his hand to her.

Sarah accepted his hand. "Clara….Clara Sinclair, nice to meet you."

"Bartender." Burke flagged the man over to him by waving a bill in the air. "Can you get the lady a refill please?" he asked, handing the man the money.

The bartender took the money and 30 seconds later was placing another drink in front of Sarah.

"You didn't have to do that." Sarah said. staring at the glass in front of her.

"It's no trouble, really."

"Well thank you." Sarah picked up the glass and held it up to him. He clinked his own glass against it before taking a sip.

Sarah and Burke engaged in conversation and a couple more drinks for the next half an hour or so.

"I can't believe your husband hasn't come to look for you." Burke noted.

"Well, like I said, it's a marriage of convenience. He honestly could care less where I'm at. He's usually too busy spending his time making business deals and counting money."

"It's a shame really. That someone could be blessed with such an incredibly beautiful, sophisticated, intelligent woman, and take her for granted like that."

"You don't seem like the type of guy who would take their woman for granted." Sarah whispered seductively as she leaned in closer to him.

"Oh, I'm not." His gaze fell to perfectly formed body and he looked her up and down. "What do you say we go find some place a little more private… we can...talk?" He suggested.

"That sounds perfect." she said.

Burke ordered them each another drink before leaving the bar area and heading off to a more secluded area of the hotel. Agent Molloy watched carefully on the surveillance video. Just before Burke and Sarah rounded the corner, She watched Burke very discreetly open the small vial and dump it's contents into Sarah's drink unbeknownst to her.

"Dammitt!" she said. "Colonel, we have a problem."

"What is it Molloy?" Casey got up from his seat and moved as far away from the other

luncheon guests as he could.

"The mark just slipped something into the Lieutenant's drink."

"What? Damn..He knows it's a set up. Where were they headed?"

"They exited the bar and headed toward the east lobby, we've lost visual and audio on them."

Casey quickened his pace as he approached the east lobby. He scanned his surroundings but could not spot Sarah or Burke anywhere.

"Molloy, check our other cameras and do an overview scan of the convention center, see if you spot them anywhere." Casey continued down the hallway, checking every door along the way.

Sarah and Burke continued down the hallway, Burke led her to the back staircase. Sarah couldn't help but think that something about it just didn't feel right to her.

"Simon where are we going? Maybe we should head back. My husband is bound to be looking for me now."

Burke ushered her into a small room, Sarah looked around, it must have been a boarding room for hotel staff or something. It had a small bed, a chair, a phone, nothing extravagant by any means, just the bare necessities.

"Don't be ridiculous Sarah, you said yourself that he could care less where you are." Burke closed the door behind him and turned the lock.

"What did you call me?" she looked at him cautiously as she backed away from him.

"I called you Sarah. That is your name, is it not? Or would you prefer I called you Lieutenant Walker?" he asked moving towards her.

Sarah went to remove her gun from her handbag but Burke stopped her.

"Don't worry Sarah. I'm not going to hurt you. My boss just wants me to bring you in. He has his own plans for you."

"Your boss?"

"Yeah, you may know him as Haz."

Sarah began to feel light headed and weak. "What did you do to me?" she asked.

"Don't worry Sarah, it won't kill you, it's just going to make you drowsy. By the time you wake up from your little nap...well, that will be up to Haz what happens."

Sarah retrieved her gun from her hand bag. She held it up and pointed it strait at his chest. She struggled to hold it firmly.

Burke was just about to go for Sarah's gun when Casey came flying through the door. Within 30 seconds Casey had Burke down on the ground and cuffed. Sarah lowered her arm and dropped down to the floor.

"You alright Walker?" Casey asked.

"He drugged me Casey."

Casey called for Agent Molloy and agent Collins to come in to assist. The field agents came in immediately and escorted Burke out to the van. Just as Casey was making his way over to Sarah to help her on her feet, he was distracted by a muffled sound that appeared to be coming from the closet.

"Did you hear that?" he asked Sarah. she nodded in response. Casey sat Sarah down and the edge of the bed, he cocked his gun and flung open the closet door. Inside the closet, he found the Governor bound and gagged, A large open gash on his forehead.

"Governor?" Casey moved quickly to remove the restraints and the gag. "Are you Okay?"

"Someone attacked me, he tied me up, gagged me and threw me in this closet."

"What did he look like?" Casey questioned.

"He looked like....well....he looked like....me." The Governor replied.

Casey and Sarah shared a look before in unison, the name "Haz." escaped both their lips.

"Molloy, is the Governor still on the premises?" Casey spoke into his hidden microphone once again.

"No, he just left in his limo."

Casey grunted as he helped the real Governor to his feet.

"Who is it?" McKinley called through the door as he looked through the peep hole.

'"It's me, open up." Devon replied from the other side of the door.

Dan opened the door quickly and ushered the doctor inside.

"Hey." he said making his way into Sarah's apartment. "How are you doing?" he asked Chuck as he approached. Chuck was sitting up in a chair, from the looks of it he and Dan had been playing cards.

"Pretty good." Chuck replied.

"You look good, let me check you out." Devon tossed a buymore bag and his doctor's bag down on the table.

"What's in the bag?" Chuck asked as Devon examined his incision site.

"Oh, Casey had asked me if I could pick up 5 trac phones from the buymore. Says we're going to need them."

Devon continued to take Chuck's vitals and everything looked good. Devon removed the staples from Chuck's incision site and re-closed the wound with a special glue adhesive that would allow him to shower and as soon as Devon gave him the go ahead, he headed for the bathroom to partake in a much needed shower. Chuck smiled thinking about his partial sponge bath earlier. Perhaps he could convince Sarah that it would be a good idea for her to finish it even though he was capable of showering now.

Chuck dried off and threw on a fresh pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt. He made his way back out to Dan and Devon who were watching sports center on Sarah's TV.

Chuck took a seat next to them and joined them. He wasn't even relaxing more than five minutes when there was a knocking at the door.

Dan moved to see who it was. He looked through the peep hole and quickly moved aside throwing the door open.

"What happened?" he questioned as he ushered Casey inside who was holding up a barely conscious Sarah.

Dan assisted with Sarah and moved her over to the bed. Devon and Chuck quickly jumped up and were at her side in seconds.

"Sarah? Casey what the hell happened to her?" Chuck was frantic.

"Let me in here." Devon squeezed his way past the 3 other men in the room and began examining her.

"She was drugged." Casey replied.

"What? Well, is it poison, will it kill her?" Chuck asked

"Relax Bartowski, it's just going to make her drowsy, she'll be fine."

Chuck moved to sit next to Sarah on the bed. "Sarah?"

She opened her eyes to look at him. "Hhmmm?"

"Sarah are you okay?" he asked.

"Mmmm....tired.' she replied before closing her eyes again.

"I don't understand, how did this happen?" Chuck questioned.

Casey went on to explain what happened on the mission and how Haz had been there the whole time. He knew they were going to be there and he tried to set them up.

'"Devon, we need to move Chuck as soon as possible. He seems to be doing well, can we move him to the safe house tonight." Casey asked.

"I don't see why not. He is healing nicely."

"No!, Absolutely not! I am not leaving while Sarah is like this."

"She should be fine in a few hours Bartowski. we're not moving you until night fall anyway, we can't take the risk of someone seeing you."

Chuck sighed. He had just come home, the thought of leaving once again and for God knows how long was devastating. He stroked Sarah's forehead as she slept. How was he going to leave her again?

With Ellie working a double shift, Devon was able to go back to the apartment and pack some things for Chuck to take with him. He brought Dan with him and was able to hook him up with some clothes as well. On the way back to Sarah's they would stop to the store to pick up some groceries and some personal items that they would be needing.

Casey had gone back to castle to give his report to Beckman while Sarah had stayed home to sleep off the drug that was in her system.

"General, we had no idea that Haz was in attendance. There was no way we could have known. No one has even seen this guy's real face." Casey explained to the General.

"Colonel, tell me, do you think that Lieutenant Walker is doing a sufficient Job, heading up this operation?" Beckman asked.

"Of course she is, like I said, we had no way of knowing that Haz would be there or that he was aware of our plans."

"That's not what I mean Colonel. I'm referring to the recent loss she has suffered. I am well aware of how close she and Agent Carmichael had become. It can't be easy for her to continue with the operation, knowing he is dead."

"She's a true professional General." Casey responded.

"Yes, well, you will let me know if it seems to be too much for her. We can't risk anything else going wrong."

"Of Course General."

"Keep me posted. Let me know what you guys get out of Burke." The General signed off and the screen went blank.

He glanced at the monitor that showed Burke in the holding cell. Two agents were interrogating him, well mostly torturing him. They were saving the interrogation for Casey per his orders. He got on his phone and made the last of the arrangements, assembling a team to protect Chuck and McKinley. They would have guards on the premises 24/7 not to mention additional agents to run surveillance. No one would know Chuck or McKinley's true identities. They would be given alias's during their time in hiding. With all of the double agents out there it was extremely difficult knowing who could be trusted and who couldn't. It wasn't a risk Casey was willing to take.

Sarah stirred in his arms as the drug's effects began to wear off. She blinked her eyes several times as things began to come into focus. "Mmmm…" She stretched her arms.

"Sarah?" He brushed the hair from her face and she opened her eyes to look up at him.

"Hey…What….what happened?" She moved to sit up too quickly. Her hand flew to her head, it was throbbing.

"Easy there. You were drugged. Burke had orders from Haz….Haz is after you." Chuck looked away he couldn't look her in the eyes and pretend he was okay with all of this.

"Chuck?" she sat upright and turned in his arms to face him. She reached out with her hand to touch his cheek and turned his face to look at her. "Hey…talk to me."

Chuck shook his head. "I don't know what to say Sarah."

"Just, tell me what you're thinking." she pleaded with him.

"What I'm thinking? Sarah, I'm scared. I'm scared of losing you. I'm laid up here in bed, not able to do anything. They're moving me to a safe house any minute now, meanwhile this sick bastard is gunning for you. I just got you back. We haven't even had time to really be together, we're just starting out here and yet here we are again being yanked away from one another. I just… I feel like this is all my fault." He turned to look away from her.

"What are you talking about Chuck? How could this possibly be your fault?"

"I never should have uploaded the new intersect. I put you in danger."

"Chuck, no!"

"Yes Sarah. No intersect would mean no Haz and you would be safe."

"You don't know that Chuck." She reached out with her hands, placing one on each of his cheeks. She turned his gaze back to her. "Please do not blame yourself for this. The ring existed long before you uploaded the 2.0. They're after anyone who is trying to bring them down and that has nothing to do with you."

His eyes met hers and she could see the hurt and the fear that resided within them. Sarah leaned in and placed a gentle, lingering kiss on his cheek while she ran her fingers through his untamed curls. "Promise me you'll stop blaming yourself for any of this."

"Sarah. I can't…" He started.

"Promise me Chuck…Please." she pleaded.

"Okay….I promise." he conceded.

"I love you."

"I love you." he replied and the two engaged in yet another steamy lip lock.

Devon and Dan met up with Casey outside of the Orange Orange, well out of surveillance range to help load up the van. There were two duffel bags one filled with clothes for Chuck and another with clothes for Dan. They loaded several grocery bags in the van.

"Is that it?" Casey asked loading the last bag he saw.

"We got one more." Dan said handing the bag off the Casey. The two shared a look.

"Thanks." Casey said as he took the bag from him and put it in the van. "Let's go get Walker and Bartowski." Casey said as he circled the van and got in behind the wheel.

McKinley hopped in the back and Devon got in the passenger seat. Once everyone was inside, Casey sped off in the direction of Sarah's apartment.

Sarah draped her arm across his stomach and nuzzled her face into his neck as he casually stroked her arm.

"How badly are you going to miss me?" he asked.

She laughed. "More than you'll ever know."

"How long do you think I'll be gone this time?" He asked, more serious.

"I don't know. But at least we can talk to each other this time. That's why Devon got the phones. We'll all have one. You, me, Casey, Dan and Devon. We'll be able to communicate with one another and it won't be traced. We can talk everyday Chuck. And you'll only be an hour and fifteen minutes away. I'll come out as much as I can. You'll probably get sick of me." She teased.

"I highly doubt that." he replied.

Before he could say anymore, they were distracted by the knocking on the door.

Sarah sighed as she sat up on the bed. "That must be Casey."

Sarah got off the bed and went to open the door. She looked through the peephole to confirm it was Casey before throwing back the deadbolt and opening the door for him.

Casey made his way inside. "Walker, I take it you're feeling better. The drugs out of your system?" he asked.

"Yeah, they seem to be."

"Good. So Devon and McKinley are down in the van waiting, we're all loaded up and ready to go. Chuck I brought you some clothes to change into." Sarah took the clothes from Casey as Chuck moved to get out of the bed. Sarah rushed to his side to assist him.

"I'm okay Sarah. I can do it." his words came out cold and unfeeling and he could see the hurt in Sarah's eyes. He immediately felt horrible.

"I'm sorry. Sarah I didn't mean anything by that. I just…I love you taking care of me…I do…I just…I have to do it myself…you're not going to be there to help me with every little thing."

Sarah nodded, it made sense. He didn't want to be dependant on her. He couldn't be and she respected that.

"I'm sorry, I know you can do it, I just….I was just trying to help."

Chuck stood from the bed, he reached out to stroke her cheek. He leaned in and grazed it with his lips. Chuck took the clothes from her and headed towards the bathroom to change.

The drive seemed short, at least to Chuck and Sarah it did. They had sat in the back of the van, their fingers laced tightly together. She rested her head on his shoulder and he draped his free arm around her shoulder, both of them dreading their pending goodbye.

Casey drove down the dark secluded, winding dirt road, that was situated in what appeared to be the middle of nowhere. It Was definitely an ideal location for someone who wanted to fade away from the rest of the world. The road came to an end and in front of them stood a small cabin.

"We're here." Casey announced turning off the engine. "Let's get you two settled in, I need to get back to castle, I have a long night of interrogating ahead of me."

The car full of agents behind them also came to a stop and everyone vacated their vehicles.

Casey went to speak with the other agents while Dan and Devon began carrying in bags. Sarah and Chuck exited the van. Both grabbed a bag and they headed into the cabin hand in hand.

"Home sweet home." Chuck announced as he took in his surroundings. It actually seemed quite comfortable. It had a living room and small kitchen area, a bathroom and two bedrooms. Chuck couldn't help but think it could have been a nice little getaway spot for him and Sarah had the circumstances been a little different.

Sarah grabbed Chuck's duffle bag and the two headed back towards his bedroom. It was furnished with a full size bed, a nightstand and a dresser. Nothing fancy but Chuck wasn't exactly the fancy kind of guy. It met his needs well. Well all of his needs except for one.

Sarah placed the bag down on his bed and turned to look at him.

"It's not so bad is it?" She asked as she turned to face him, taking both of his hands into hers.

"No, no, it's great." he lied.

She leaned into him and he accepted her into his embrace. He held her tightly in his arms not wanting to ever let go.

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