Phrase for the day: "I don't know the rest". Writing fanfic isn't as easy as I expected it to be especially now that I'm running out of English. So here's chapter 4 served fresh and hot from my notepad. Happy Valentine's Day Everyone.

Again, I don't own Chuck.

First Step

He's in deep trouble than he ever was after knowing Sarah is back. He's not sure if she is back as his wife or still the Sarah before him. But it didn't matter as long as she is back. But again, he's not there to physically welcome her. For all she knows, Chuck Bartowski died in a bomb explosion.

He made the decision thinking it would be best for both of them but only realizing that he got the better part of it. He wasn't selfish. Chuck never was but it's hard to be on his shoe the moment she left him. He was wrecked. If it were not for Morgan and their COD time he might have eaten cheese balls thrice the amount of what he ate after Prague. But he shakes his head. No, he did what he knew any man will be put into his placed.

Looking back all that has happened and the decision he made he knew deep within his heart that he for once again gave his all for one Sarah Walker. Because no matter how much she had the horrible habit of constantly saving his life, he believes that she needs all the saving more than he does. But maybe he failed on this one because for five years of being a spy, he knows that people/spies who are in pain can't see clearly things as they should. And he made up his mind while in pain. And maybe, just maybe he had it all done wrong.

Before four months..

Chuck walked from the beach to his apartment like a lost stranger seeking for something he could hold onto to lead his path. He knows this feeling. He had been here. His dad left him. His mom followed through. But that was a resolved issue of the past yet still it hurt so much. Sarah walked away. He could have stopped her. He could have fought for her but what good is it to fight for someone who doesn't fight for you. And will never fight for you. Unless some sparkle of magic to bring her memories back but the kiss didn't work, did it? He hated Quinn. He hated the spy life. He hated the Intersect. But he could never hate rummaging cheese balls because this is the best he could ever do.

Morgan saw his best friend slouching back into the couch opening the bountiful cheese ball container. Not again he thought to himself. He can't let his friend slide down low once more. Chuck had been there for him ever since grade school and he fought bullies to save him. The situation right now may not present bullies but as Chuck's best friend, he has to do the best of what he can offer to wake Chuck up. To help him knock out the biggest bully of his life. Himself. And with enough courage Morgan grabbed the container. He didn't care if he'll tie him up again. He'll just have to deal with him flashing because as for everything, Chuck Bartowski is the only best friend who stood for him and now he gets to return the favor.

Days passed and it seems Chuck is eventually getting back on his feet. Thanks to Morgan. And thanks to Ellie for calling whenever. For reminding him that he could do life better with or without Sarah. It's not like Ellie is telling him to forget Sarah but as her sister he's pushing him to get his life back. To live and breathe without Sarah. Because in time she believes that his Sarah will always come back for him. They had been through so much and they deserve each other. Only that he needs to give destiny a little time, to give it a little breather and to give it a little chance to have its way.

As of now he has to wait. He has to keep his promise that he will be here always waiting for her to come back home. He doesn't intend to break that promise. So he thinks of her. Where could she be? Is she thinking of him? Is she safe? What death defying mission is she on? Are her memories slowly coming back? Then in instant of realization he snapped right back to reality. Why is he just sitting around wishing for her and thinking what could have been. He's going nuts. He's hopeless. He's pathetic. But he has to remind himself that after everything, he is Chuck Bartowski and don't' forget that he is still The Intersect. There is so much he can do better and there is no way he will sit back to watch things happen in perspective. And as it all dawned to him, he takes the very first step of putting matters into his hand. He dials his phone. And an old familiar voice answers on the other line.

"Beckman, Secure."

"Bartowski, Secure."

"Ready to save the world again, Chuck?"

"I don't think I have a choice so yes, one thing though.

"What is it?"

"Don't rebuild the Intersect."

"Why not?"

"Because I got a plan and I'm back (silent pause)...

this time...

for good..."

Alright I'm playing with fire. Just keep hanging. Please bear with me.

Kindly R&R. Thank you.