Chapter two. Please read and please review. Let me know what you think so far. I own nothing, enjoy. Now onto chapter three.

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Chuck woke up early despite the headache from the massive flash earlier. He was heart warmed by the person in his arms. Remembering what happened the last time he thought that it would be too cheesy to remake that time. Plus, nature called so he had to get up. Upon returning he quietly snuck out and grabbed some coffee and breakfast, and maybe by then Sarah would be up. Entering the room, he stopped to stare and why wouldn't he. This was the first time in awhile that it was just them. Together. And in the moment, nothing mattered, no missions, will they or won't they. Just the two of them. Seeing her turn over he put the food and coffees down as Sarah sat up. "Good morning. How you are feeling?"

"Good morning to you as well. Slight headache but ok. How did you sleep? "
"Great thanks. "

"You?"

He didn't want to come out and tell her that he always slept better when she was around. But instead he wondered what she was wearing. Cause the last time she came out wearing a skimpy t shirt and boy shorts. When she crawled out he stared again. Which made Sarah blush slightly. Whenever he looked at her that way he made her warm her own heart.
Grabbing her bag she headed to the bathroom and quickly had a shower. Changing she sat at the table beside Chuck. Her hair was still damp but her innocence made Chuck look at her. He couldn't put his finger on why, but she seemed almost like a different person. That Sarah that few knew about, and only Chuck was given the privilege to see.
Having enjoyed their breakfast Chuck opened door to get some fresh air as the sun finally reached over the horizon. Grabbing the papers, he also grabbed his laptop. Sarah sat down beside him near the door. "So last night was a big flash. What do you want to do with the intel?"
"Don't know. What do you think?"
"Cross reference the list of the ones we know to the ones you flashed on and the new ones."
Sarah looked for paper. "In my bag."
Sarah got up and leaned into Chuck. Her upper arm caught his cheek. Sighing softly, she smiled. "Sorry."
"No problem."
'Well actually being this close to you is driving me crazy.'
Sarah thought the same thing but kept her cool.
By lunch they had made three lists. Sarah reread the list to clarify. "So, list one we have Bernie Ominsky, Tommy Delgado, Ted Roark, Alexis White, Guy Lafleur, Duncan, Vincent Smith, these are individuals are deceased."

" Right."

"The next list is known Fulcrum agents active or not?"

"Probably both."

"Ok, we have Javier Daiz, Elita Natalija, Koray Omer, Barry Rommell, Alexander Edgar Winterborne, Brandon Stacey, Galina Bryant, Jill Roberts, Vanessa White."

Chuck nodded. "The third list are individuals associated with your dad Orion or the intersect. That we didn't get to yesterday?"

Sarah grabbed the stapled pages. Reading off the last bit of names. Chuck started to flash. Sarah checked them off as she read the list and if Chuck didn't flash on them. "Well?"
"You flashed on most of them."
"Makes sense when they were part of recent missions and code names for people like Jill. "
Sarah cringed at the very breath of her name being said. Chuck noticed but didn't want to start another argument with her over Jill.
Looking at his watch, he offered a peace treaty by suggesting lunch.

Walking back after grabbing a bite, staring back at the motel for any sign of a delivery of what was to come, was becoming a waste of time and a lesson in patience. Though they did get somewhere with the lists. Strolling across the parking lot, Sarah looked at him. "Chuck, what did Bryce send you?"

Chuck looked at her. "He sent me an email which I answered which then gave me the coordinates, then a text telling me to take the train to come here. Not sure why I had both sent to me – maybe to see if I would actually follow through. Someone is obviously watching me but who? If this is Bryce, it would have taken him a long time to put this all together."

"Didn't he say something before."

"Before?" Chuck looked at her.

"When you saw him before you uploaded the last upgrade?

Chuck forgot that he had talked to him but couldn't recall all that he said. Just stopping enough to see the worried look Sarah was giving him.

"What did he say?"

"He said something about you not wanting to go with him?"

Sarah knew what he was talking about. The weekend around Thanksgiving when Bryce had returned and after she had kissed Chuck. She stared out her window contemplating her next move, looking up to see her cell ringing. When she walked over to the bed to see Chuck's face on the screen. Reaching for it, her rooms phone rang as well. Knowing who was on that call. The words 'We'll always have Omaha….' Played tug ol' war with her heart forcing her to decide whether to go with her past and her relationship with Bryce which was just a physical relationship that had died long ago or her future with Chuck which was a gift that she didn't expect to receive. If Chuck knew – why wouldn't he know that she had chosen him and not say something. Looking at Chuck. She knew her answer. She never let him have a chance.

Chuck repeated what he had just said. "What did he mean by that Sarah, you not wanting to go with him?"

Sarah told Chuck to have a seat near a bench by the Motel. Sitting down. Sarah looked at him. "You remember after Tommy's men came and took Bryce and I."

Chuck nodded.

"We were driving to who knows where and we didn't think that we were going to make it."

"Yeah."

"Bryce asked me about us."

Chuck shifted in his body to look at her. "He wanted to know if there was more to us than what I had with him. I couldn't tell him cause honestly Chuck I didn't know. And if I did I couldn't follow through on those feelings; one because you were my asset and two I was your handler."

Chuck thought to himself. 'She had feelings for me?'

So when we got back to Buy More and he shot you. I thought that I had lost you."

"I'm still here."

"I…..know….but every mission there after was another fear of losing you. So, when you called me and Bryce called me as well I knew why."

"So, what changed that?"

Sarah got up. "We better get back to work."

"Sarah!"

Chuck ran after her and reached her as he closed the door with her back against it. Within inches of her face their one hand had settled on the door knob as Chuck raised his right hand and caressed her face. Sarah took her left hand and placed it on his hand holding his hand in place against her cheek. Feeling the heat of their breath. Chuck whispered. "What changed?"

Sarah looked up at him. "This."

Chuck grabbed her and pulled her close as his lips met hers. Releasing her hand, she wrapped her arms around his neck as he brought her close again. Their lips duelling. Sarah frantically removed his jacket then his shirt, walking back towards the bed. Chuck grabbed the hem of her shirt as she took her jacket off. Sliding his fingers upwards with the material of her shirt in his fingers shot electricity through her body as he slid her shirt over her head, intensifying her feelings even more for him. Chuck continued to kiss her, running his lips over her shoulders and chest. Turning her around, Chuck moved to the bed and laid her down. There was no need for a redo of their 'first time'. Sarah moved further up onto the bed as she welcomed his body. No explanation could justify why it took them so long to get to this point, the fact was it was finally happening.

Sliding under the covers they both tossed their remaining clothes that hindered this new exciting experience. The long over due experience had started. Chuck held her close as Sarah ran her fingers over his muscular arms and chest. Her body sunk into the mattress as they become one. The rhythm was their own, their own speed, only picking up then coming to an agreeable understanding. Sarah absorbed the love she was feeling as Chuck worshiped everything about her. Chuck nestled inside her neck laying kisses and marking his favourite spots. Sarah ran her fingers through his curl and sliding her fingers down his neck and back, which made Chuck arch his back. Looking down at her she tried to smile back at him as she covered her face with her arm. Chuck stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Sarah looked up at him as he pulled her arm down. Really looking at her. "What's wrong?"

Sarah caressed his face. "Nothing, everything is perfect, your perfect. This." As she held Chuck's hand over her heart. Chuck smiled then kissed her hard. Grabbing her, he sat up on his knees as Sarah straddled him. Looking deep in her eyes, all the past hurts and relationships never existed, never crossed their minds as they moved as one. Chuck pressed his cheek against her chest as Sarah held his body close to her. As their love making progressed, and Chuck adoring her more than he needed to, she forced his body back, so he was lying on his back. Taking control Chuck laid back and let her 'handle' him. "I guess you actually are my handler."

Sarah pushed his arms back as she kissed his chest and ran her lips over as much of his skin as she could. Tasting him, caressing him, loving him and putting this experience all to memory. Sarah had the last word as she looked at him before lying on top of him, completely spent. "You're my world."

Chuck held her close as they laid together. Kissing the top of her head, their eyes closed.

Hours later

Chuck woke up to find his fingers were entwined with Sarah's as she playfully played with them. Having her in his arms after they made love for the first time, he didn't want to spoil it. Sarah was different than the girls he had been with, not that his female escapades were record breaking or award winning, he respected them either way. But Sarah, had his heart long before he knew she had.

Sarah turned her head back slightly to look up at Chuck. Turning around, she pulled him close. "This is how the first time should have gone." Chuck smiled and did his infamous eye brow dance which made Sarah laugh. Moving in he slid his arms around her back and pulled her close. Sarah slid out from Chuck and laid on her stomach with her feet against the head board. Chuck continued to massage her back and plant kisses on her shoulders blades as he nestled near her leaning on his right elbow. Sarah closed her eyes, finding the urge to leave the bed. Looking at the clock it was a little past seven.

"Should we get up?"

Chuck looked at her. "You want to?"

"No, but I am hungry. Aren't you?"

"For food?"

Sarah grabbed the pillow and swung it at Chuck. Chuck grabbed the pillow from her as Sarah flipped over onto her back. Looking up at him. "Do your worst." Chuck dove in and kissed, making her forget about food a little while longer. Chuck brought her leg up laying it parallel to his hip as they became one. Sarah slid her arms under his arms pits, dragging them up and down his spine. This time it was done fast and urgent, which Sarah didn't mind. She didn't have her preference whether it was the take your time Chuck or the fast and furious Chuck. It was her Chuck making love to her, both worth every minute.

Chuck kissed her as he got up and drew the shower which was a lot different than the time in the hotel. Giving her some alone time, he left the bathroom and got changed. Sarah leaned against the cold tiles and smiled. That was all she could do. When she got out of the shower Chuck had brought her clothes and her bag in and laid fresh towels on the vanity. She could easily get use to this. Getting dress, she popped out as she saw Chuck standing at the door. I guess he liked the fresh air. Sarah walked up to him and kissed his back, when she moved closer towards the door, Chuck looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Chuck what's wrong."

Chuck stood silent. Sarah moved to stand in front of him. Looking down at his hand, she saw another envelope in one hand and they other he held a USB drive. "Chuck talk to me."

"When did this arrive?" Chuck never responded.

"Chuck?"

"I…don't know."

Looking at her. "I opened the door to get some fresh air and there it was." Sarah walked outside to see if there was anyone outside. The parking lot was as vacant as it was earlier today. Sarah grabbed her coat. "Where are you going?"

"Going to find out when this was delivered."

Sarah walked over to the office and with her elegant charm and a $100 bucks, they were able then to watch the feed. Sarah sat down and rewound the feed from the time they walked back in. Seeing them sitting down earlier and walking back in knowing what happened when the door closed, affected them the same. Fast forwarding, nothing out of the ordinary came up till an hour earlier a black SUV drove up and parked blocking the camera. Chuck and Sarah watched as the driver got out and placed the envelope against the door. Sarah looked at the clock. Calling Casey, she had him run a BOLO on a mid size black SUV leaving the motel around 6 p.m. Driver possibly male, heading South on highway 40. Hanging up, she grabbed her phone and recorded the video, taking a picture of the car and the man just in case car sending it to Casey as well.

Sarah grabbed some food as Chuck stared at her phone. Hoping to flash or something he also wished that he had been at the door. But then again, maybe this guy knew that. Looking up, Sarah carried the food out as Chuck grabbed the drinks and a six pack. "What did you have in mind Agent Walker?"

Sarah smiled and headed back.

Finishing their meal, Sarah got up and cleaned the table off as she returned, she kissed Chuck not once not twice but three times. "Just practicing."

"Really?"

"Yes, they say that practice makes perfect."

Chuck passed a beer to Sarah and twisted the lid off his as he uploaded Sarah's pictures onto his lap top. Still no word from Casey, this is all they had to go on. Looking at the images and the video feed, Chuck replayed the scene. Hoping that the man that dropped this envelope off was the same guy that had dropped the first one off. Getting frustrated Chuck grabbed the USB that he had placed on the table. Holding it up, fidgeting with it, he finally took a deep breath and inserted it into his laptop. Sarah moved her chair closer. Chuck clicked on the drive and instantly another phrase came up, which worried Sarah, and shook Chuck up a bit. Most times that he clicked on a link he unwittingly uploaded another version of the Intersect and this time was no exception. Chuck feared that another one might be around the corner. Asking Sarah to shield her eyes, just in case he clicked on the link. A series of images came up but they were not like any other upload he had seen, they were almost like decoys. Once Chuck determined that they were safe, he placed his hand on Sarah's knee. "Okay its safe."

Sarah opened one eye, then the other.

"Well what was it?"

"Some type of decoy."

"Decoy?"

"Yeah, who ever is sent this they didn't want the information to be seen by just a regular person."

"Is there a phrase or riddle?"

Chuck clicked enter again and sure enough another phrase popped up. "What does this one say?"

"Not much."

Sliding the computer closer to Sarah so she could see it. "NALA GNIRUT T SET."

"What's that?"

"Don't know."

Chuck got up. Frustrated. Sarah looked at the letters.

"There obviously code, or letters representing numbers? You did have numbers come up in the first one."

"This guy wouldn't use numbers twice. He wouldn't be that predictable."

Chuck paced the room, then headed outside. Sarah watched him walk out, frustrated as well. This was becoming a cat chasing a mouse type game that wasn't fun anymore. Chuck had sat down on the curb outside their room staring at the sun setting across the road. Sarah walked out and sat down beside him, resting her head on his shoulder. They had sat together like this many times before but this one seemed different, more believable. Chuck took Sarah's hand in his and kissed it. This was first time that he, they could physically express how they felt about each other. Plus being away from LA helped. Watching their first sunset together Chuck got up and took Sarah's hand and helped her up. Walking back in they had another drink and watched some TV. Chuck dozed off as Sarah couldn't sleep. Looking over at the table she stared at it. Seeing her phone light up, she removed herself from Chuck's arm and walked over grabbing the phone slipping outside.

"Walker here."

"Hey, its Casey."

"Bartowski near."

"No, he's sleeping."

"What did you find out?"

"Not much but the car we got a hit."

"That's great. Who's the owner?"

"That's the problem. The car is registered to a Scott Sener."

"Doesn't ring a bell."

"I know but, Scott Sener. Get this, was a graduate of Stanford class of 2004."

"Stanford?"

"There's more."

"And what's that?"

"He has been dead for the last two years."

Sarah shook her head. She hoped that they were getting somewhere.

"Now what?"

"I wouldn't throw in the towel yet. We know how people like Bryce operate. We need to dig deeper into Sener, maybe there's more to him and that is why he was given the job of handling this info and making sure Chuck got it. I'll be there tomorrow afternoon. We'll have to decide whether we tell Beckman or not."

"Not yet, Chuck got another envelope and opened the file."

"Well?"

"Another riddle to decode. He got frustrated and gave up. And I don't blame him. If this Bryce, he better have a good reason why he is putting Chuck through this again."

"We might never know."

"Exactly and that's what scares me. I am worried that he'll take this too far, then what?"

"What do you think he'd do?"

"Your guess is as good as mine. We protected him up to now from the world, now we might have to protect the world from him."

"It never ends. Walker try and get some sleep, we'll talk tomorrow."

"Good night Casey."

"Good night."

Sarah put her phone in her back pocket and stared out towards the road. Unbeknownst to her, a file laid closed on a car seat. A hand reached for it and opened the file pulling out a photo of Sarah, Chuck and Casey. And a voice. "Don't give up."

The person in car watched as Sarah walked back in and closed the door. Starting the car, it rolled out and headed away from the motel.

Sarah changed and slid under the covers, Chuck was still asleep. Hours later, Chuck tossed and turned and opened his eyes. Sitting up, he turned to see Sarah sleeping, getting up, he changed, then sat down at his lap top. Staring at the letters, he took Sarah's suggestion and took each letter and replaced them with numbers. Grabbing his note pad, he jotted down the 26 letters of the alphabet, substituting them with the letters he was given.

NALA GNIRUT T SET – 14/1/12/1 - 7/14/9/18/21/20 - 20/19/5/20

Chuck looked up the numbers and got three separate possibilities. The first set of numbers came up a table that collected Lunar/Nautical data. The second set of numbers referred to the Book of Revelations 9:18-21 A 1/3 of mankind was killed by three plagues: fire, smoke, and sulfur. The third set of numbers gave a time that the sun would set 12:00. Chuck sat back as he looked at three possibilities. Staring at his work he felt two warm hands caress his neck and shoulders then watched as one slid down the inside of his shirt, laying flat against hid chest.

Sarah lowered her body to rest her head on his shoulder. "What did you find out?"

"I don't know. I took your suggestion and replaced the letters with numbers and this is what I got."

"Did you flash?"

"Nothing. Again, this it's way too easy. Yet the findings could be connected somehow. Anything we come across can have some connection to this."

"Then what could it be?"

Shaking his head. "Don't know."

"Well, maybe this might cheer you up. Casey called."

Chuck turned to face Sarah. Sarah stood up and sat down. "Well?"

"The car Casey was able to get something from it but."

"But what?"

"The owner of the car is Scott Sener."

Sarah waited to see if Chuck would flash on the name alone. When Chuck looked at her she continued. "Scott Sener was a graduate from Stanford class of 2004."

"Why does that name sound familiar?"

"There's more."

"Maybe we can bring him in."

"Chuck he's been dead for two years."

Chuck's excitement was instantly deflated.

Chuck sat forward leaning on his legs. "Are we ever going to get a break?"

"Casey said that there is still a way. We know how Bryce operates and remember he went deep a year ago to find Fulcrum so maybe Sener did the same thing?"

Chuck looked up. Sarah stood up and forced Chuck to stand. Kissing him, it changed his mood a bit. Holding her close, they stood still. Sarah looked up and grabbed his face and kissed him. Chuck returned her kiss. The kisses sped up, Sarah grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. Taking her shirt off, she led him to the bed. Chuck sat down first as Sarah straddle his legs. Chuck ran his fingers up and down her back as she kissed him slowly holding his face in her palms. Chuck fell back as Sarah slid her hands over his boxers removing them and hers. Covering up Sarah took the lead. "We can talk more about this in the morning."

Chuck nodded.

Sarah smiled as they became one. As Chuck slept…..

Today class we will be discussing the history of pioneer mathematicians who carved out the paths for people like Albert Einstein, Issac Newton, Thales, Pythagoras, Rene Descartes, Archimedes, Ptolemy, Alan Turing, to name a few. These men helped take unheard ideas, shaping them into how we view numbers today, from math theorems to solving right triangle problems. As the professor continued to talk, Chuck looked up to see that Bryce had made it to class. Sneaking in he sat next to Chuck. "What did I miss?"

"Not much he just started."

"Where were you? We left at the same time?"

"Had a meeting with Professor Fleming."

"Is he going to give you an extension?"

"Better, he's giving us an extension on our paper, but the final I'm not so sure."

"I'm not worried about the final. I have three classes left and I am done. Then onto my five-year plan."

"You and your five-year plan."

"Well at least I have one."

Chuck opened his eyes. Startling Sarah awake as well. "I know the answer."