Aaaaah! This was hard! How do you write the day after such a night they just had??? Well, as you can see it takes some time. And it's not nearly as good a chapter, but there is fluff and a little bit of angst… Thank you so much to all you who reviewed and put the story as favorite etc. It makes me write more! So keep them coming!

I'm finishing this chapter late at night so I'm sorry about any mistakes; spelling and grammars!!!

Finally here is chapter 3!

Disclaimer: I do not own Chuck! If I did we wouldn't have to wait so long!!!!!

Chuck vs the Bahamas chapter 3

Chuck was awake but his eyes were still closed. He could smell the scent of Sarah but he could not hear her soft breathing. He opened his eyes and to his disappointment she was gone. He sat up in bed and looked around. Sarah was not in the bedroom. Then he felt the fresh air hit his face and saw that the door from the bedroom out to the patio was open. The curtains were swaying in the soft breeze and Chuck could just make out two legs on the patio.

Chuck got out of bed and put on his shorts before he made his way outside. Sarah was sitting on the patio floor with her knees pulled up towards her. She was wearing hipsters and one of his t-shirts. Although it was too big it looked good on her. Of course, Sarah looked good in anything. She was looking straight ahead and didn't even look up at him when Chuck spoke to her.

"Good morning!" He said standing in front of her.

Sarah sighed.

"How are you this morning?" He asked.

"Feels like a truck just ran over my head." Sarah groaned. Chuck smiled.

"You know if a truck really ran over your head, your head would be…" Chuck painted the picture by making a squishy sound and putting both his hands to his head squeezing gently.

"Chuck! Not in the mood." Sarah interrupted.

"God, my head hurts. And I can't remember anything. What exactly happened last night? Did I do anything stupid?" She asked finally locking eyes with Chuck. Now it was his turn to look away.

"We had a few drinks, that's all. No big deal." Chuck lied.

"Then why did I wake up without my bra on?" Sarah asked crossing her arms in front of her. Chuck looked up at the sky.

"Oh, my God! Did you see…? Did I take my…? Did we?" Sarah was on her feet now holding one hand to her forehead. She started pacing back and forth.

"Sarah, take it easy. Nothing happened. It was very hot last night you must have taken it off because you were warm. I swear I didn't see a thing." Sarah finally stopped and looked up at him.

"The only thing I can remember is coming back here and that at some point I was talking to your sister." Sarah looked very confused.

"Yeah, Ellie called. The two of you had a nice chat I think. She was drunk too." Chuck smiled and Sarah groaned again. Chuck couldn't help but to think back to last night. She had moaned and squirmed with pleasure and now she didn't even remember. Maybe it was all for the best. She would only get embarrassed and things could get awkward between them. He didn't want anything to ruin their vacation.

"Do you want a glass of water?" Chuck asked walking past her towards the kitchen.

"Yes please."

"With ice?" Sarah froze. Ice. Ice cubes. Why did she get a weird feeling inside when Chuck said ice?

"Sarah?" Chuck said.

"Yeah, sure. Ice would be great." She felt herself getting out of breath and jumped when Chuck touched her shoulder.

"Hey, are you alright? Why don't you sit down over by the table and I'll fix us some breakfast." Chuck said with concern in his voice guiding her towards the table on the patio.

After a little while Chuck came back outside with a tray with food and drinks. He sat it down on the table and looked over at Sarah. She didn't look too good.

"How are you feeling?" He asked sitting down on the chair.

"My head hurts a little and I could use that glass of water." She answered. She had put on a pair of sunglasses and was holding her hand to her forehead. Chuck smiled at her and handed her a glass of water.

They ate in silence for awhile before Chuck spoke up.

"I can't believe how hot it is. And it's only – what the hell… Sarah, it's only 8.30 in the morning. When did you get up?" Chuck looked at his watch then up at Sarah. She had taken her sunglasses off and was staring down at the table.

"Sarah" But Sarah didn't answer. She was lost in her own thoughts again. Hot? It was hot. It had been hot last night too. The fan was broken and then… No, she couldn't remember anything else.

"Sarah!" Chuck said loudly. Sarah finally snapped out of her thoughts and looked at him.

"Huh?"

"Wow, how far gone were you?"

"Sorry?" Sarah was confused.

"I called your name five or six times. What's on your mind?" Chuck got up from his chair and started cleaning of the table.

"I'm sorry. I guess I'm a little tired." She frowned when she saw a small smile on Chuck's face.

"What are you smiling about?" She asked suspiciously. Chuck never got to answer since he suddenly bumped into her water glass, knocking it over. There was water everywhere and before Sarah could react a few drops landed in her lap sliding down her inner thigh.

Sarah gasped at the cold water but mostly because of the memories from last night that flooded her brain. They hit her in waves and as she finally recalled other waves that flooded over her last night she blushed profusely and stood up abruptly.

Sarah turned around and walked quickly towards the beach.

"Sarah, where are you going?!" Chuck shouted after her.

"I need to cool off." She half yelled back. She ran towards the water. Chuck stopped what he was doing.

"What's going on?" He said to himself and spotted Sarah's towel hanging over her chair. He grabbed the towel and sprinted after her. He dropped the towel in the sand just as he reached water.

Sarah was standing in the ocean, the water reaching her knees. Chuck went in behind her and as he reached her he asked:

"What's going on Sarah? Please answer me."

Sarah looked out over the ocean and sighed.

"I… We… You… Oh my God! I was so hot. The air condition and then the fan." She was rambling on, but Chuck suddenly understood. She remembered about last night.

"Chuck I… I let you… And then I… Chuck." She was breathing hard and Chuck could see that she was about to freak out. So he did the only thing he could do. He pushed her under water.

"Chuck!" She yelled before the wetness surrounded her. She struggled to find her bearings and when she finally came up for air she felt the anger build up in her.

"What the hell!!!" She barely got out before he pushed her under again. She felt the water come in her nose and mouth and as she surfaced once more she spat out the salty water. She breathed heavily and looked up at Chuck's laughing face. Suddenly she was by his side pushing him with all her strength sending him face first into the water. He stood up quickly spitting out water. He could hear her giggling behind him and turned to catch her, but she was already running in the different direction. He took off after her and to his surprise he caught up to her pretty fast. As he reached her he was about to tackle her but she was quicker and as she took a step to her right he fell face first into the water again. Getting back up he only had a second to recover before Sarah jumped on his back, both legs wrapped around his waist and arms clutching on to his bare chest.

"You give up?" She whispered into his ear sending shivers down his spine.

"I think I got a trick or two up my sleeve." He smiled back breathing hard and then he simply fell back twisting slightly to the side so as not to land on her.

When they emerged Sarah sputtered and spat and started running after Chuck who had gotten a few meters on her. But then Chuck did something that took Sarah by surprise. He turned around quickly and wrapped her in his embrace giving her no other choice than to wrap her legs around his back. They both breathed heavily as they laughed for a while.

Sarah was amazed at how strong he was. She knew he had been working out, but she had no idea that he had gotten so big muscles. She loved the feel of his arm muscles playing under her fingers. Chuck on his side loved having Sarah wrapped around him. He could think of so many more ways and in so many more situations he would have loved to have her in his arms like this. Her soft skin was touching his and was making him warm all over. She was still wearing his t-shirt which was soaking wet now, clinging to her body and he could see the silhouette of her black bra underneath the thin garment.

Suddenly they both stopped laughing. Sarah could feel his breath on her lips. Her tongue came out licking her lips and she could feel Chuck tense under her fingers. He looked straight into her eyes as if asking for permission to do what he desperately wanted to do. She let out a shaky breath leaning slightly closer towards him. Chuck felt his mouth dry up and he had to swallow hard several times. He too leaned in a little closer as he slid one hand from Sarah's back up towards her neck. He held it there for a few seconds, urging her to come closer. When she leaned in more he used that same hand to cup her face. This was it. He was going to kiss her. No alcohol, dangers, missions or undercover work to blame. This was for real, just the two of them, alone together. They were so close now he could feel her breasts pressing against his chest. Of course he had felt that before when she had hugged him, but this time it was more intimate and more real.

Then suddenly he felt his feet give way and they crashed into the water. When they finally got on their feet they both burst out laughing. Then Sarah froze…

"I'm sorry. The waves…" Chuck started.

"Shhh." Sarah held a finger to his mouth before she took a step away from him.

Chuck turned to see what she was looking at. He smiled when he saw four dolphins playing in the water further out. Then he looked at Sarah and could see that she was in total awe of the sight in front of her.

Chuck stood about a meter away from her. He let out a long breath before he took a few trying steps towards Sarah. The soft sand gave way under his feet almost making him loose his balance but he recovered and then he was right behind her. He knew that what he was about to do next most likely would get him killed. But he took a chance. He snaked his arms around her from behind and rested them on her stomach. To his surprise he was still alive two seconds later and was thrilled when Sarah covered his hands with her own and leaned back against him so that the side of her head touched the side of his face.

"Please don't be embarrassed about last night, Sarah. There is no harm done." Chuck whispered into her ear. Sarah turned around in his arms and kissed him on the cheek. Suddenly the dolphins made a noise and Sarah turned to look at them again.

"You really love dolphins, don't you?"

"I always have. Ever since I was a little girl." Sarah sighed.

After five more minutes the dolphins suddenly disappeared and Chuck could feel Sarah shiver.

"Come on, let's get you inside. You're shivering." Chuck smiled down at her when she looked at him and led her onto dry land. Once they reached the beach Chuck wrapped Sarah up in the towel and led her back to the bungalow.

Later that night…

Sarah was sitting on the couch reading a book. They hadn't spoken more about last night and frankly Sarah was happy leaving it all behind. Of course when the whole "thing" popped into her head she had to blush slightly. And, yes, she did feel warm all over. Who would have thought that Chuck could make her feel like that and do those things. For a second she forgot all about the book she was reading and started fantasizing about what other skills Chuck might have in the bedroom.

The butterflies in her stomach were really having a party. She couldn't deny her feelings for Chuck anymore. It's from drunk people and children you hear the truth. She thought to herself. And seeing that her drunken state last night had let Chuck do what he did to her, without her protesting for a second, she had to believe that she was now utterly compromised. There was no way around it.

But now came another dilemma. Should she tell him how she felt? Did he already know? Did he feel the same way? If he did, should she wait for him to say it first? Or maybe she should just show him? Whichever she decided she was too tired to do much about it tonight. Luckily the headache was as good as gone, but she was far from a hundred percent recovered yet.

Suddenly she was pulled back to reality when Chuck made his entrance from the kitchen. He was holding a giant bowl of popcorn in one hand and two cans of soda in the other. He was hanging on to a DVD cover with his teeth and sighed dramatically when he finally put it all down on the table in front of her.

"Wathca doing?" He asked sitting down next to her.

"Reading."

"Watcha reading?" He said snatching the book from her hands.

"Hey! Give that back!" Sarah yelled and tried grabbing the book back. But Chuck was holding it too high for her to reach while sitting down. So Sarah quickly got up on the couch, but as she got a hold of the book they both struggles for it and Sarah lost her balance. She came crashing down on Chuck. He barely had the time to catch her before she fell to the floor.

Sarah was red. From her forehead to her neck. She fumbled to get herself under control and get back in her place on the couch. She was still lying half on top of Chuck and as she tried getting up she accidentally placed her hand on Chuck inner thigh causing them both to gasp.

Sarah was, if possible, even redder now but quickly sat back down on the couch. Oh my God, I almost touched his…

"You want to watch a movie?" Chuck interrupted her thoughts again. Sarah drew in a long breath before she answered. She really needed to get a hold of herself.

"I don't know Chuck. I'm pretty tired." She sighed but didn't look at him.

"Oh, come on. I promise if you fall asleep I'll carry you to bed." He smiled at her and nudged her shoulder with his own.

"Ok. What movie is it?" Sarah asked.

"The Exorcist." Chuck answered as he pressed play on the remote control.

"What?! No, Chuck a horror movie? Can't we watch something else?" Sarah said grabbing the nearest pillow. She hated horror movies. She knew that it was only make believe but she hated all the screaming and lurking around and people scaring each other – and her.

"Ooohh, are you afraid of a little scary movie, little miss spy girl?" Chuck was mocking her. Sarah looked at him with her jaw slightly open. At first Chuck thought he saw hurt in her eyes, but that quickly shifted to determination and then anger.

"No! I'm not afraid." Sarah stated as the movie began and Chuck went to shut off the lights.

Half an hour into the movie Chuck felt sorry for Sarah. She had stopped herself from screaming several times and she was clutching the pillow as if her life depended on it. He was looking at her out of the corner of his eye and saw that she was about to scream again. Enough is enough! He thought to himself.

"Sarah…"

"Aaaaaahhh!!!!!!!" Sarah turned abruptly to look at him and screamed. She was breathing heavily and put her hands in front of her face.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" Chuck said scooting over and putting his arms around her. She burrowed her face into the side of his neck and she was shivering.

"You startled me." She barely got out.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to." Chuck whispered while he stroked her hair.

"And you mocked me…" Chuck could hear the small pouting in her voice. He pulled back a little to look down at her. She slowly lifted her head to look at him. He cupped her face with one of his hands and stroked her cheek with his finger.

"I know. I'm so sorry about that to. I didn't mean it. I'm just not used to seeing this side of you." He explained.

"What side?"

"Your vulnerable side. I'm always the one who is scared, remember. When I see your guard coming down, showing me your feelings I… I don't know… I just don't know what to say and then it's like someone else takes over and I say stupid things." Chuck sighed and looked down at the cushion. Sarah raised her hand to cup his face now and made him look at her.

"Chuck, it's just me. Just Sarah. We've been through so much together. You deserve that I open up a little more. I like opening up to you. I know I shouldn't but there's just something about you that makes me feel… like I can open up." Sarah wanted to say so much more. He deserved to know so much more. But all in good time.

Sarah turned her head and saw another horrible scene in the movie. She shivered and grabbed Chuck's hand.

"Hey, let's stop watching this movie. I'll see if I can find something else." He offered.

"If you don't mind I would rather just go to bed." Sarah said looking pleadingly at Chuck. He could see now that she was dead tired and was actually struggling to keep her eyes open.

"Ok, let's go to bed." Chuck said standing up and dragging her up along with him.

"You don't have to if you would rather watch the movie. I don't want to…" Sarah didn't get to finish as Chuck leaned in and kissed her cheek, and then he turned her around and by holding his hands on her shoulders he guided her towards the bedroom.

Sometime later….

Chuck woke abruptly as Sarah screamed in the middle of the night. He sat up and looked over at Sarah who was also sitting up straight.

"Sarah! What's wrong?" He asked placing a hand on her shoulder. Sarah screamed again and turned quickly grabbing Chuck's wrist and twisting it making Chuck groan and cry out in pain.

"Sarah! It's me, Chuck!" He pleaded. Sarah was very close to him now and she was breathing heavily. It took her a few seconds to realize that it really was Chuck in front of her.

"Chuck…" She whispered and let go of his wrist.

"Yes, it's me. What happened?" He held a hand over the hurting wrist. Sarah just looked at him.

"Chuck." She said again and Chuck could have sworn he saw her eyes moisten.

"Yes, Sarah I'm here. Did you have a bad dream? Was it the movie?" Sarah didn't answer.

"Or something else?" He continued.

"Yes, something else." Sarah answered looking down at her hands. Chuck quickly took her hands in his forcing her to look at him.

"Want to tell me about it?"

"Maybe someday. I'll live." She said pulling her hands out of his grasp. She lay back down and looked straight up at the ceiling.

No not his again. Agent mode. Chuck thought to himself. Well not this time. Chuck scooted closer to her and cupped her face with his hand.

"Sarah, look at me." He said forcing her to acknowledge him.

"We have come so far. Please don't shut me out when things get tough. That's when we're supposed to stay together, not pull apart." She looked at him and suddenly with a blink of an eye her wall crashed down again. One single tear fell down her cheek and she burrowed her face against his chest.

Chuck smiled and held her tight. As he lay back down on the bed he pulled Sarah towards him and she rested her head on his chest with one arm across his stomach. He stroked her arms until they both finally fell asleep.