Previously on Chuck Versus the Outback:

They arrived at the building. Sarah pulled the car into the valet parking and jumped right out. She didn't wait for Chuck. She sprinted right in.

Chuck, on the other hand, was forced to take care of the car and such. He made sure that he got everything out that he needed. He took his time going up to the room. He figured she just needed some privacy. Chuck found some boxes that she could use to pack her stuff. He headed up to her room after a few minutes. When he got to the door, he heard Sarah screaming.

"This is driving me crazy! Why can't I just decide. Agent or girl. Girl or agent. Why can't I just be both!!"

Chuck thought about knocking, but he decided to let Sarah vent.

"I want be with him, but the CIA is always going to get in the way. I want to have a life with him but the Intersect is always going to get in the way. I want the family, the house; I want to be the cool mom in the neighborhood. But the damn CIA! They always ruin everything. Well not for long. Not for long." As she stopped her rambling, Sarah's voice got calmer and quieter.

"Well that's a good sign" Chuck said to himself. As he was putting his hand on the door to knock, he flinched at the sound coming from inside. A single gunshot.

Chapter 5: Emotionally Broken (in Sarah's Point-of-View)

Sarah's Apartment

Maison 23 Hotel LA, California

May 4, 2009 ~ Early Afternoon

I knew when Chuck heard the gunshot he would be running in my room. I didn't mean to scare him; I just wanted...I don't even know.

These past few weeks have been hard on me to say the least. I was torn in half. Part of me wanted to give up the CIA and start a real life with Chuck. The other part of me knew that I could never really give up the job. It was all I had ever known. How to manipulate people, how to get them to give up intel, and how to make them miserable. In the process of becoming the best agent though, I made myself miserable.

After the gun went off, he knocked down the door with strength I didn't think he had. He was yelling for me, "Sarah? Sarah where are you? Sarah!!"

I wanted to tell him that I didn't want to kill myself, I just wanted to feel death...You know? I have been tortured, beaten, shot at, and stabbed. I wanted to see my life flash in my eyes. I wanted to know what my life would be summed up to. What I saw scared the shit out of me. I saw that I didn't really have a life. I had been a con girl with my father and then a professional con with the CIA. The life I was living wasn't what I was meant to do. I figured that out the second Chuck came running over to me. I saw how terrified he was, how he couldn't get words out of his mouth because he was so flabbergasted.

I decided I needed to tell him the truth. The whole truth, and nothing but the truth. "Chuck."

He looked into my eyes. I could tell he saw the real me and that scared me. He saw the cold-blooded killer, the manipulate bitch. "Sarah, please talk to me." He picked me up and held me.

I felt like I was finally safe. Even though Chuck may not be physically strong, he emotionally is everything I need. He is strong enough to talk about his feelings. He is able to talk things out without being evasive. "Just hold me."

He tightened his grip on me. I felt his tears being soaked up by my shirt. How could I have done this to him? He deserves so much better. Moments after he tightened his embrace, my eyes opened up like the Hoover dam breaking. Tears poured out. I couldn't control it anymore. I had balled up all my anger, frustration, jealousy, sadness, and every other emotion like I was taught.

When Chuck held me, I couldn't hold it in. "Chuck, I'm so sorry."

"There is nothing to be sorry for. Sarah, talk to me. What happened?"

"I'm just so...scared. I feel like I'm being ripped in half."

He looked at me. He was obviously confused by what I had said. What is hurting her so bad? Ever since I got hurt she has been weird...weird but great. I don't know what happened. "Sarah, I will always be here for you. I love you, for better or for worse. Please, tell me what's wrong."

"Chuck! I'm a CIA agent. I was taught to ball up all my emotions and set them aside. I just...I can't do it anymore. I need your help." Once I finally admitted I wasn't invincible and that I need some sort of help, my head started to clear up.

"Ok, Ok, calm down." He started rubbing my back. It felt like he was rubbing away all my pain, the years of emotional suffering.

A few minutes had passed by before I was able to stop sobbing. I don't think there were any tears left. It seemed like I had cried enough for ten years of balled up emotions.

He guided me to bed. I wasn't really that tired, but I was emotionally exhausted. He lay next to me for hours. We didn't talk. He held me in his arms and eventually we fell asleep.

Sarah's Apartment

May 5, 2009

The morning after my breakdown, I decided I would need to make a choice. Resign, get reassigned, or take leave. I told Chuck was getting breakfast for us while instead I made the most important call of my career to the General.

"Beckman, secure"

"Walker, secure"

"What is the matter Agent Walker, I am a very busy person."

"Sorry ma'am. I am requesting to be..." I stop speaking. I didn't know what to say. I had practiced this over and over in my head. I didn't ever think it would be so hard.

"Yes Agent Walker. What is it that you are requesting?"

"Ma'am, a vacation...Don't me wrong, I love what I do. I just need a break. I can still protect Chuck, I would just request that I not be involved in any of the missions."

I had always believed that Beckman was just a narrow-minded witch, but I was wrong. "OK Agent Walker, your request is granted. I am giving you ten days vacation under which you will supervise Mr. Bartowski but will not assist with missions during that time." She looked at me similarly to how Chuck does when he is really concerned, "Agent Walker, I am quite frankly surprised you lasted this long without...needing a vacation."

"Thank you ma'am." I tried to be appreciate towards her but she had really screwed me over for the past two years. What was I supposed to say?

"Agent Walker, during your...vacation, I am giving you permission to discuss your previous missions and details that pertain to them so you will not be in need of a...vacation again. That person may be that a doctor or a friend. We need you in top shape. Report back to me in ten days agent."

"Yes ma'am. And again...." She hung up before I was able to thank her again.

After my conversation with Beckman, I decided to make up a timeline of all my missions and training. I needed to talk about the missions that had been excruciatingly hard for me. The ones that contributed to my...break down.

About an hour later, I came back to my room to find Chuck putting together boxes. He is such a sweetheart. "Hey."

"Hey." He stopped taping up boxes and stared at me. He wanted me to be more open with him, so I decided to take the plunge.

"La Paz."

"Um...is that some sort of rice? Do you want me to make that for dinner?" He looked up at me with a puzzled look.

"No, La Paz Bolivia. That was my first failed mission."

"Oh...do you want to talk about it?"

"God yes."

Chuck & Sarah's Apartment (Back to Regular Point of View)

May 16, 2009 ~ Morning

Ever since Sarah went on her ten-day vacation, she had been much happier. Once she and Chuck moved into their new place in Huntington Park they developed all sorts of systems to make sure things got done around the apartment.

The first couple of days were rough to say the least. Chuck learned that Sarah wasn't the cleanest roommate. She never picked up her clothes, never helped with the laundry, and never took the dishes out of the dish machine. So, Chuck was forced to take drastic actions. He wouldn't let her cuddle with him.

Once Sarah figured out she had to pick up her slack around the apartment, things went pretty well. When they woke up he took a shower while she made some food. During breakfast, Sarah would tell him about missions that had bothered her and had never really been able to talk about. Since Chuck didn't have a job and had to stay home because of doctor's orders, he and Sarah went on walks during the day. Sometimes they went shopping, which Chuck loathed.

They sometimes got calls from Casey asking for Chuck to do some flashing for him. Chuck obliged and that left Sarah at home. She tried reading some of the books that Chuck had suggested. Sarah wasn't thrilled about Fahrenheit 451 or Stranger in a Strange Land.

She had time to also watch some of Chuck's movies. When she was going through his DVD's, she found his not-so-secret porno stash. That night when Chuck got back, Sarah ripped him a new one. His defense was that they were Morgan's and he was holding onto them for him because his mom was cleaning out his stuff when he moved away with Anna. He also stated that he had more respect for women than that. She had to believe him because it was like Chuck to help out a friend.

At night, they would cuddle and talk about more past missions. Chuck wasn't allowed to have sex since the CIA doctors were still monitoring his blood pressure so most nights they fell asleep in each other's arms.

By the time the tenth day came around, Chuck and Sarah were more relaxed than they had ever been. They didn't have anyone to dress-up for or impress. However, they both knew when the vacation was over, they would be forced to get back to reality. Chuck was the Intersect/Agent-in-Training and Sarah was his protector.

On the eleventh-day, Sarah woke up early to her phone buzzing. Ugh, what does Beckman want from me at 6:30 in the morning? She quickly got out of bed and walked into the kitchen.

"Walker, secure."

"Agent Walker, this is General Beckman. We had a situation regarding Mr. Bartowski. Are you well...rested enough to be put back in the field?"

"Yes ma'am. Chuck has also healed from his injuries so Casey and I will be able to start his training."

"Good Agent Walker. Find Colonel Casey and be ready for a videoconference at oh-eight-hundred hours. Good-day." The General hung up again without giving Sarah a chance to thank her.

Sarah walked back into the bedroom to wake up Chuck. "Chuck" She sat on the bed on combed her fingers through his messy hair. "Come on, it's mission time."

Chuck said some nonsense, half-asleep groans but eventually got up. Sarah made breakfast while Chuck showered. Sarah got ready relatively quickly, only thirty-minutes. One thing Chuck learned from living with Sarah as not to complain about how long she took to get ready because no matter what, they would always be on-time. Chuck and Sarah rushed out of the apartment with just the right amount of time to get over to Casey's for the first briefing for her in tens days, and she couldn't be any happier.

Sarah no longer had the feeling of being ripped in two by her two personalities. She had finally figured out how to be Agent Sarah Walker. She had never trusted anyone her heart has much as she did with Chuck. She finally realized that their relationship was meant to be. There was nothing that could split them apart. There were true soul mates.

End of Chapter 5

A/N: This is the end of the story, but not storyline. With Chuck and Sarah finally together, I felt like it was a good point to end. The sequel will be titled Chuck vs. Agent Training. It should be up in a few days once I get the entire plot figured out. It will pick up where this story ends and sews up some of the plot holes. I want thank the people that have reviewed and especially kroblues for the editing. Once again, I don't own Chuck or the characters. Thanks! Happy Reviewing!