Well here is the last verse of this song and just a short chapter… but don't fret, I'm continuing this collection just a little while longer. I have plans for at least two more chapters after this one. Thanks to everyone that has read this story; none of my other ones have gotten this much attention, it's all rather humbling. So thank you all again. If you have any ideas, feel free to let me know.

I also think this is the quickest update ever. Take it as an apology for not updating much lately.

Toes in the Sand - Chapter 12

She's the voice I love to hear

The phone in Chuck's pocket started ringing. Dragging his suitcase along behind him and a carry bag in the other, he fumbled around trying to get at the offending piece of technology before the person on the other side hung up. He dropped his bags on the ground and quickly answered it, not stopping to see who was calling.

"Hello."

"Chuck? Where are you?" Worry laced Sarah's voice.

He paused. "Oh, hey Sarah. I was just about to call you. There was a snow storm a couple hours ago and all the flights have been delayed or cancelled?"

"Tell me you're joking, Chuck?" The worry now replaced by despair.

Chuck frowned, "I'm sorry. I'm trying to find a flight out, but I'm not having much luck."

"Is there anything I can do?"

"I'll let you know. I was just about to get a bite to eat and a drink before checking again." He let out a small laugh; "I think they're getting sick of me at the check-in desk."

A silence fell between the couple.

"I miss you, Sarah. And the kids."

He could hear her smile over the phone. "I miss you, too. Tyler asks about you all day and Ella is growing so much."

"I'm gonna be there, Sarah. I won't miss Christmas," he choked out.

"I know. Let me know if I can do anything from my end."

Chuck nodded. "Just wait for me, Sarah. I'll be there."

After hanging up with his wife, Chuck found the nearest bar and ordered a drink, hoping for a miracle.

Someday when I'm ninety

She's that wooden rocking chair

I want rocking right beside me

Sixty years. A whole lifetime spent together. There have been children, grandchildren and even a few great-grandchildren. There have been ups and downs, but their lives have been melded into one.

The couple sat on their front porch, looking out at the sunset over Santa Monica. This was their life now. No more gun fights, no more CIA, just them, living out what's left of their happy and contented lives. This was their forever.

Everyday that passes

I only love her more

Every day when he rolls over and comes face-to-face with the woman of his dreams, he has to pinch himself. She's real and she's there. With him. Every day he learns something new about her, and every day his heart expands with love for her.

Softly, Chuck strokes the smooth skin of her cheek and watches her breathe silently. Sarah's eyelids flutter open and she smiles sleepily at him.

"Hi."

Chuck leans in and kisses her softly. "Hey. Sleep well?"

"The best." She curls into her husband and lays her head on his chest. "Love you."

Wrapping his arms around her tightly, Chuck replied, "Love you, too."

Yeah, she's the one

That I'd lay down my own life for

Sarah stood with her back against the wall, hands raised in the air. The suited man pointed a gun at her chest. The alleyway was dark, lit only by dim lights above the couple doors on either side.

"You don't have to do this, you know."

The man chuckled, "You know that's not true, Agent Walker. I have a job to do. You of all people ought to appreciate that."

"I do. I just thought it wouldn't hurt in trying to talk you out of killing me." Sarah paused, hearing footfalls coming from down the alley. She coked her head to the side, "That and I needed time for my backup to arrive."

The man turned his head to the left and saw a man running towards him and skidding in front of Sarah, his chest in line with the barrel of the gun.

"If you're going to shoot someone, shoot me," Chuck challenged.

"A scrawny guy like you is her backup? Well aren't you noble?" The man laughed in Chuck's face.

Chuck smirked before closing his eyes, the Flash ripping through his brain.

Opening them again, Chuck yanked the gun out of the man's hand and turning it against him.

"You were saying?" Chuck smacked him over the head with the butt of the gun and he fell to the ground with a loud thud. Leaning over the unconscious man, he said in a quiet tone, "No one ever aims a gun at her and gets away with it."

Sarah comes up behind Chuck and runs her hand up and down his spine. "Let's go home, and I'll show you just how noble you were."

So there's the end of 'She's Everything', I hoped you had fun on that journey. I know I did.

So as you would have noticed, the first part is a prequel to the 'She's a picture in my wallet' part from the last chapter. I promise to get to the continuation shortly.

As always, feel free to review. It's always nice to hear your thoughts.