A/N happy Monday! I'm giving you two chapters!

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Even though I didn't want him to, Chuck was going to find out soon . . .

I couldn't shake that thought, even after we returned to the apartment. So I just tried to keep my thoughts elsewhere, helping Ellie in the kitchen while Chuck and Devon were playing the Wii fit.

Chuck liked it because it was an interactive video game. Devon liked it because it was fitness training.

"How did things go at the Buymore?" Ellie asked while pouring macaroni into a pot of boiling water. We were having Macaroni and Cheese. . . One of Chuck's favorite foods.

"Things went well. He talked to Morgan. They had a nice talk I guess." And of course it was at Buymore where Casey reminded me that I was going to have to tell Chuck about the baby eventually.

"Okay. . . Is something bothering you Sarah?"

"It's nothing really." Nothing I'd care to talk about. Or think about for that matter.

"No, I know better than that. You can talk to me if something is bothering you."

"It's just. . . Casey said some things at the store that have me thinking. That's all."

Ellie gave me her 'I know there's more to it than that' look.

"Casey was just. . . being his usual self and he happened to actually make a valid point."

"And that is?"

"That I'm eventually gonna have to tell Chuck that I'm pregnant." I whispered.

"I've thought about that as well. He needs to know. Just tell him gently, in a way that he'll understand. For all you know it could help him regain his memory."

That was something I hadn't thought about. Dr. Faraday said familiar phrases, places and images could help him remember.

Maybe telling Chuck would be a good thing.

"You have a point. I think I'm gonna tell him tonight." I sighed.

"You don't have to rush it. Wait until an opportune time."

"I can't wait too long though. I mean it is gonna be pretty obvious soon."

"True." Ellie nodded, as she went back to cooking.

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Whenever we pulled Chuck away from the Nintendo, we sat down to eat. Chuck seemed to devour his macaroni and cheese in record time.

"You cook really good Ellie. It's better than the time you tried to make muffins. Ugh." Chuck shuddered.

"Muffins?" Devon and I inquired at the same time.

"Yeah, well I was about eleven and I had some friends coming over and so I decided to try to make muffins and it didn't end so well. They turned out. . . well by the time I remembered that they were in the oven they looked like rocks."

"They tasted like rocks." Chuck still seemed horrified at the thought.

"Wow."

"Needless to say I have come a long way in my culinary adventures."

"Remind me to never ask you to make muffins, babe." Devon said. Ellie slapped him on the shoulder but then they kissed.

Chuck seemed disgusted.

"Ellie can you get me some more food, please?" Chuck asked trying to break up the kiss.

"Sure Chuck." She pulled away from Devon and walked into the kitchen.

I never thought about how strange it would be for Chuck to see Ellie with a husband. He'd probably never even seen her with a boyfriend.

There was an awkward silence at the table, which was broken quickly by Chuck.

"My chest hurts." He said rubbing the spot where he'd been shot.

I stood up and walked to Chuck's side of the table.

"Want me to take a look at it?" I asked putting my hand on his shoulder.

"I can do that if you want me to Sarah." Devon offered kindly.

"No it's okay I'll do it. But thank you for the offer Devon."

"Anytime." Devon said returning to his meal.

I walked with Chuck back to his room.

"Can you take off your shirt for me?"

"Mmhmm." He nodded. I walked into the bathroom to get all the supplies I would need to change the dressing on Chuck's wound after I made sure the sutures were fine.

I returned to the bedroom and found Chuck sitting on the bed, shirtless.

It was extremely hard to see him shirtless, but I knew had to fight off any attraction I had for him, so I could take care of him. Because my Chuck was very different from the boy that I know now, and he needed someone to take care of him.

"Okay Chuck, I'm gonna need you to lay down." I walked over and sat the medical supplies on the bottom of the bed.

"What are you gonna do?" Chuck wasn't very good, at all, about dealing with pain. That is one thing that hasn't changed since he was eight years old.

"Don't worry Chuck, I'm just gonna take off the bandages, make sure that everything is nice and clean, not infected or anything, and then I'm gonna put more bandages on and then we'll be done. Doesn't sound too hard does it?"

"Not really." Chuck said nervously.

I put my hand on his warm cheek. . . "I'll take care of you Chuck." Even if you don't remember me. "You don't need to be afraid." I promised.

"Okay. . . Let's get this over with." He grinned.

I took off the bandages and he winced.

"Sorry."

The sutures looked perfectly fine, which was a relief. I began cleaning around them and Chuck grimaced.

"Why does it hurt so much?" He said, obviously fighting tears.

"Well there isn't anything wrong with the sutures or anything so it's probably just the fact that you are really sore from the injury. I can give you some more medicine if you want. What you took earlier is probably starting to wear off."

"That'd be nice." Chuck forced a smile, while a few tears escaped.

I put some fresh bandages on his chest and he sat up and wiped his eyes.

"Remind me not to get shot again."

"I'll make sure that doesn't happen."

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