A/N: I don't own Chuck.

Chapter 4.

"What's up buddy?" Chuck stated as he opened the door.

"What's up? I saw you and Sarah come home together last night, and I want to know did it work." Morgan asked with a look of anticipation across his face.

Chuck hesitated. "Well yes and no." He sighed.

"What do you mean yes or no? Either she remembers or she doesn't." Morgan said.

"She doesn't remember everything, and the kiss didn't really bring anything back but it did make her want to stay." Chuck said with a smile on his face.

"Well that is a start and the best news that I have heard all day." Morgan said with a humongous grin.

Sarah just stayed back in the hall listening to the two friends go back and forth. She could imagine this was what it was like all the time around here. Morgan and Chuck seemed to have a very special relationship. She would almost qualify it more as brothers than just best friends. As she continued to listen a warm feeling washed over her and she remembered a small conversation between her and Chuck. She could remember Chuck telling her about Morgan being there for him when his parents left. Most of the memory remained fuzzy. This memory wasn't as strong as the other ones that had come flooding back, but there was definitely something there. She made a mental note so that she could tell Ellie. She knew all of this meant something, but she wasn't sure what and she was going to figure it out. After a little badgering Morgan left the apartment. He agreed with Chuck that Sarah needed time to readjust to everything and Morgan was just happy that she had agreed to stay with Chuck and figure it out. Chuck agreed to stop by Morgan and Alex's place later in the day to give them an update of everything that had happened so far. When Chuck turned around he was surprised to see Sarah standing there.

"Sorry about that. Morgan was just really excited to see us together last night. He means well just isn't always the best at timing." Chuck said with a slight chuckle.

"It's ok. I can tell he cares a lot for you, and that you care for him. I kind of remember a conversation between the two of us about why Morgan is so important to you. He was there for you when your parents left right?" Sarah said shyly. This memory hadn't been as strong and she was worried about its authenticity.

Chuck grinned "Ya Ya something like that." They just stood there looking at each other neither one sure which step to take next. "How about some breakfast?" Chuck said finally breaking the awkward silence.

"That would be great I am starving" Sarah replied.

While Chuck started to make breakfast Sarah decided to take a quick shower. She stood under the water lost in thought. So many things had happened in the last couple of weeks, and the processing of this information could be overwhelming. She thought about Quinn, her mission, her memories, and so much more. The more and more she thought about these things the more confusing things became. She trusted Chuck and that was the only thing she was sure about at the moment. Even with all her spy training she had never been prepared for a situation like this. Not like massive memory loss was covered on the farm. She thought about all her training and how it took her from a scared little girl to a strong confident spy, but she also thought about all the things that it took from her. The CIA stripped you down to nothing and then built you up to the perfect agent. While all these emotions and thoughts were running through her head she noticed the water starting to get cold. She quickly turned off the water and grabbed a towel. How long was I in here she thought. She dried off and quickly got dressed wrapping a towel around her head to help her hair finish drying.

As she walked out of the bathroom she could smell the food that Chuck had been preparing.

"How was your shower?" Chuck asked.

"It was nice and relaxing." Sarah replied.

"You were in there for a while did you get lost?" Chuck commented with a smile.

Sarah let out a light laugh. It was still somewhat new to her to have this person who could always seem to make her laugh and smile. She sat down and enjoyed a nice breakfast. After breakfast Sarah wondered over to the couch. She wanted to ask Chuck something, but she didn't know how.

"Chuck" Sarah said with a hint of in trepidation in her voice.

"Yes Sarah."

"I was just wondering if you would mind if I spent the day running some errands…..alone?"

Chuck looked at her for a moment not sure what to say. He had just gotten her back and he wanted to spend every moment with her. He also didn't want to push her to hard. He didn't think she would run since they had made so much progress in the last couple of days, but it was always in the back of his mind.

"Sure that will be fine. If you don't mind me asking where are you off to?" Chuck said.

"I just have a couple things I need to do alone. Don't worry I will be back in no time. It is nothing dangerous just something I have to do." Chuck nodded in understanding and then got up and grabbed Sarah's keys.

"I tell you what take as long as you need just call me when you are on your way back and I will have dinner waiting on you. My famous chicken pepperoni." Chuck said with a smile on his face.

Sarah knew that his smile was a forced one it was him giving her what she needed. She wanted to tell Chuck it was going to be ok, but words were never her strong suit. Instead she slowly walked over to him and took both his hands in hers. She looked up into his eyes and just stood there. After a moment she slowly pressed her lips to his. She wanted to show Chuck that she was here to stay. As she broke the kiss Chuck's true Bartowski smile graced her with its presence. She loved that smile. "I will call you in a little bit Chuck. See you later."

"Ok Sarah I will see you in a little while."

Sarah had been gone for a little over and hour. Chuck had been cleaning and pacing, and cleaning some more. He finally stopped himself and pulled the picture out of his wallet again. He just starred at it. Taking it all in and remembering the moment that he and Sarah had shared in the sleeping compartment on the bullet train. While he was looking at the picture he heard a small noise come from behind him. He snapped around ready to strike when he saw Morgan standing there.

"Hey buddy. I saw Sarah leave a little while I ago and I wanted to check on you."

Chuck relaxed and took a deep breath. "Thanks bud. I am doing fine just cleaning up."

Morgan looked at Chuck and knew there was more to the story. "I know you are not fine bud. This is Chewie you are talking too, and Chewie knows when Han isn't ok. You can tell me." Morgan pleaded.

Chuck didn't know what to think he was happy. Sarah was back and slowly regaining her memories there was just a small part of him that was struggling with the whole thing. "I don't know what's wrong with me Morgan. I am truly happy that Sarah is back and is willing to work on things. It's just hard to have your wife right next to you, but also feel like she is miles away." Chuck just looked on in horror. He couldn't believe he was saying these things. He should be thrilled. He had Sarah back and he had come so close to losing her.

"I can't even imagine what you are going through. I think it is normal to feel that way. For the most part you are happy, but there is a part of you that knows this is going to be a long journey and that part scares you. You want it to be over and back to normal. That is perfectly understandable. Just hang in there and you will get there." Morgan said with a smile.

"What were you looking at?" Morgan asked.

"Oh nothing." Chuck started fumbling with the picture to put it back in his wallet.

"Come on bud if you can't tell me then who can you tell."

Chuck looked at Morgan and reluctantly started to speak. "It is a picture Sarah and I drew before all of this happened. It is of the two of us with a baby in front of our dream house." Morgan just stood there. Chuck looked at him wondering what comment his little friend would make, or what words of wisdom he would try to part to him.

"Show her the picture." Morgan blurted out.

"What are you talking about? I can't put that kind of pressure on Sarah. She just decided to stay and work things out together, and you want me to show her a picture of us with a child at our dream house." Chuck replied in shock.

"Show her the picture." Morgan stated again.

"Buddy it's not that simple."

"Chuck you are over thinking things again. You and Sarah have been through so much and every time you have made it through it. Maybe it hasn't always been the easiest path for you guys but you always come out on the other end stronger for it. The picture represents everything you and Sarah have fought for. Maybe she just needs to see what you guys are fighting for again." Morgan said. "Look I know all of this is scary and the last thing you want to do is push Sarah away, but the fact remains that she it here. Sarah wouldn't be here if she didn't want to fix this. She would be long gone. She told you herself she was going to kill Quinn and then disappear. Well she killed Quinn and she is still here. You can't be scared to put it out there. I don't think you are going to show her the picture and she is instantly going to want that, but it will show her what she means to you. If anything it will show her that you are here for the long haul. You can tell her it's not what the picture shows it what it represents. It represents a future together whatever that future holds." Morgan stood and looked at Chuck for any sign of what he was going to do next.

"I will think about it bud." Chuck said averting his eyes from Morgan.

"Just remember our brain only gets in the way." Morgan turned around and exited the apartment leaving Chuck with his thoughts.

Sarah was on a mission. She wanted to retrace places in Burbank and see what she could shake loose. She had visited her hotel room at Masion23, the orange orange, and even the Buy More. Nothing jumped out at her. It all gave her a since of familiarity, but that was it. As she got back into her Lotus her mind drifted to Chuck. She didn't want Chuck to tag along today, because she was worried he would get his hopes up just to have them crushed. She hadn't remembered anything and that was what she was afraid of. She couldn't see that heartbreak in Chuck's eyes knowing she was causing it. She had feelings for this man and if she was honest with herself she was falling in love with him all over again.

Why can't I remember anything she shouted as she punched her steering wheel. She just sat there letting the anger subside. She so badly wanted everything to come flooding back and just to be able to move on from all of this nonsense with Quinn. Then it hit her. Maybe she could just move on. What if instead of focusing on remembering she just focused on living. She loved Chuck and she knew it. What if instead of fighting it she just gave in and told him how she felt. That way they could move on with their lives and just see what happens. It made since to her, but when she faced him would she be able to say it. She had tried so many times, but could never seem to get out the words. It scared her to say those three words that held so much power.

As she started her car a memory washed over her. She was sitting on their couch waiting on Chuck to arrive. When Chuck came in all she could think about was saying I love you. She just blurted it out and Chuck smiled that magical smile that he only seemed to have for her. Sarah snapped back to reality and she knew exactly what she had to do. She couldn't live in fear of what might happen or what she might or might not remember. Sarah pulled out her phone and dialed Chuck.

"Chuck I am on my way home. " Sarah said.

"Ok I will get dinner started and guess what. Ellie was able to get an early flight and is on her way to the apartment. She will probably get here the same time you do. I will get dinner ready and be waiting for you." Chuck said while trying to contain his excitement.

"Ok I will see you in a few. Bye." Sarah said before hanging up the phone. Sarah smiled the man she loved was waiting for her and this time she knew exactly what she was going to do about it.