Chapter 6: Mission Accomplished

A/N: Last chapter. I will give the story an Epilogue, but I'm not sure when. I have a lot going on at the moment in the land of the living (oops, bad joke considering the plot in the first few chapters...wink, wink). I will post the Epilogue as soon as possible.

I would like to thank those of you who read the story. I hope it was entertaining. That's what it's all about, entertainment.

Special thanks to those of you who reviewed the story and shared what you liked, or what I needed to improve. You were all very encouraging and insightful. I played "catch-up" on responding to your reviews at the bottom. Thank you all!

This chapter is dripping with fluff. I feel like a feather duster, or one of those pillow pet thingys!

In keeping with how Chuck Verses the Goodbye paralleled with the Pilot, I thought I would try something similar in this chapter. Enjoy!

"Miss Bartowski, the contract clearly states we can cancel the terms of our agreement if Hathaway Investments can purchase the same services Carmichael Industries offers from another firm, at a lower price."

Sarah was getting pissed by the second at the frat boy attorney seated across from her. If he looks at her chest one more time, she was going to shove the pen he kept tapping on the table in his ear.

Sarah rubbed the charm bracelet on her wrist to calm herself, responding curtly.

"Mr. Barnes, I'll remind you one more time, it's Mrs. Bartowski, not Miss. Second of all, you can't cancel our contract without paying a penalty. That is clearly stated in Section 14."

The attorney smiled seductively. "Come on, Miss Bartowski, this is Wall Street. Nobody holds contracts binding anymore. You won't get a dime. Now, before you say you'll sue us, go ahead. We'll bury you in technicalities. The court costs won't even be worth it."

Sarah was blinded by pure red. She leaned forward and was about to give this pompous jackass a piece of her mind when the door swung open. A frantic employee barged into the room.

"Mr. Barnes, Mr. Hathaway said if you cancel the Carmichael Industries contract, he is going to personally throw you from the top of the building!"

The petite blonde turned her attention to Sarah.

"Mrs. Bartowski, Mr. Hathaway extends his sincerest apologies for this huge misunderstanding. He asked me to convey, that we at Hathaway Investments value our relationship with Carmichael Industries. Mr. Hathaway extends his deepest regret for this unfortunate incident. We would like to renew our contract for the next fiscal year so you will not have wasted your valuable time on your visit today. He also asked if you and Mr. Bartowski would do him the honor of joining him for dinner this evening."

Sarah turned to the attorney, who looked as though he stuck his finger in an electrical outlet and survived.

"Tell Mr. Hathaway I will be more than happy to offer a contract renewal for the next fiscal year. Mr. Hathaway is most kind. My husband and I would be delighted to join him for dinner."

The employee grabbed Sarah's hand, shaking it enthusiastically. "Oh, thank you, Mrs. Bartowski! Mr. Hathaway will be most pleased. Please follow me to my office and I will personally handle the details."

Sarah's phone rang at that instant. "Would you excuse me, please."

"Chuck?"

"Hey Sarah, did that nice lady, Miss Phillips, arrive at your meeting?"

Sarah smiled at the blonde.

"Yes. Miss Phillips was kind enough to inform me that Mr. Hathaway would like us to join him for dinner."

"Great! I'm already in Jim's office. It seems some nasty hacker just tried to breach their systems. Our countermeasures worked their magic, and it would appear we have been offered an early renewal on our contract!"

Sarah smiled. "I know, sweetie, isn't that wonderful?"

"It is! I'll see you in a few, honey. I have a few diagnostics I need to run."

"I'll see you soon, sweetheart."

"Oh, did I tell you how gorgeous you look today?

Sarah giggled. "Hmm, let me see...only about two dozen times, babe, and that was before we even left the hotel this morning. You can say it again if you like."

After two years of marriage, Sarah never got tired of Chuck's constant showering of compliments. It never failed to make her blush with happiness.

Chuck replied with warm conviction. "You look absolutely gorgeous, Sarah. I love you."

Sarah's cheeks turned crimson. "That's sweet. I love you, Chuck. I'll join you shortly."

Sarah ended the call and gave Barnes a "go to hell" look.

"Miss Phillips, you might want to call a janitor. I think this asshole just soiled himself." Sarah smiled and followed Miss Phillips out of the conference room.

Sarah and Chuck took their private jet back to Los Angeles after dinner.

The next morning, Sarah woke up and bolted to the bathroom with a hand gripped over her mouth.

Chuck followed, and went right to work pampering his wife. He wet a bath cloth and wiped her face after she threw up, rubbing her back gently.

"Sarah, are you alright?"

Sarah took a deep breath. "I'll be fine. I think I may have eaten something last night that didn't agree with me."

Sarah smiled at the concerned look on her husband's face, taking his hand. "That was very sweet of you."

Chuck knelt next to Sarah, who leaned against the tub. "You know, I did take a vow that mentioned something about 'in sickness and in health,' that is, if Morgan didn't change it."

Chuck grew serious. "Sarah, I'm sorry you don't feel well. Can I do anything?"

Sarah groaned, leaning her body across Chuck's chest. Chuck took her gently in his arms, rubbing her back.

Sarah whispered, "You're doing it right now, Chuck."

Chuck spoke softly. "Can I get you some ginger ale?"

Sarah nodded, clenching Chuck's shirt. "In a little while. Just being in your arms makes me feel better."

Chuck kissed Sarah on top of her head.

A mischievous thought crossed Chuck's mind. "Out of all the terrorists, arms dealers, drug lords, and general scum of the earth, it was a bad case of Caesar Salad that took down the Great Sarah Walker."

Sarah chuckled. "That may be, but Sarah Bartowski feels like crap."

Chuck smiled. "I'm sorry I teased you, honey. Why don't you go back to sleep. Casey and I can handle things at work."

"Are you sure? Casey is still a little grumpy about his retirement, but it was sweet of you to offer him a job."

"Yeah, but Beckman did give Casey his General's star before he retired. I don't know why he's so grumpy. Leave Brigadier General John Casey to me. All we have on today's agenda is a simple system restore at the FBI office downtown. You know how much Casey loves making fun of the FBI."

Chuck did his best Casey impression. "Grunt, grunt...FBI stands for Freaking Bunch of Imbeciles. Can't even tie their own shoelaces right. Bunch of pansy momma's boys. Grunt, grunt."

Sarah shook with laughter.

"Besides, it will be a trip down memory lane for me and General Gruntsalot. It seems some yahoo decided to click on a spam email containing none other than the Irene Demova virus. Miss Demova is quite deadly, I'm afraid. She took out half the FBI servers on the West Coast. Consider Irene the cyber version of you."

Sarah laughed and pinched Chuck. Chuck yelped, "Ow!"

Sarah replied in faux anger. "Shame on you comparing me to a Serbian porn star. Besides, if it were me, none of their servers would have survived. Irene sounds like an amateur."

Chuck snorted. "Not according to Morgan. Morgan happens to find Miss Demova quite fetching."

Sarah laughed. "I remember. Morgan's poor computer fell victim to Miss Demova, if I recall. But, I am proud of Morgan for maturing. Being a chef finally helped him get over puberty."

Chuck grinned. "That's something to celebrate. Plus, he makes a killer cheeseburger."

Sarah moaned. "Chuuuuck...don't mention food right now."

Chuck grimaced. "Sorry. Come on, let's get you some ginger ale."

Sarah lifted her head and kissed Chuck on the cheek. "Okay. Then I'll take you up on your offer and go back to bed."

Chuck brushed Sarah's hair behind her ear. "Sounds good. Please call me if you start feeling worse and I'll come home."

Chuck helped Sarah stand. Sarah rested her hands on Chuck's chest. Chuck held Sarah gently around her waist.

"Chuck, I'll be fine. I'm sure it's just a case of mild food poisoning."

Chuck went to the kitchen and poured Sarah a glass of ginger ale, then showered. Sarah was back in bed asleep when Chuck entered the bedroom to dress for work.

Before leaving, Chuck kissed Sarah softly on her temple and whispered, "I love you, Sarah."

Sarah moaned, "Love you."

Chuck went to work, only to have Sarah call an hour later. She sounded frantic.

Chuck drove like a maniac on his way home.

Chuck jumped the white picket fence in his front yard, and bolted through the red front door of his white two-story house. His long legs climbed the staircase in a matter of seconds.

Sarah was sitting in a corner of their bedroom with her knees to her chin. Chuck nearly had a heart attack as he scurried to his knees in front of her, gently holding her hands.

"Sarah! What's wrong? Please tell me what's wrong."

Sarah raised her tear-soaked face and Chuck took her face in his hands. Chuck was heartbroken, hating to see his wife in such despair.

Suddenly, a bright smile formed on Sarah's face. "Chuck…nothing's wrong, I'm fine. It's just…I'm happy."

Chuck furrowed his brow in confusion. "Why are you happy, sweetheart?"

Sarah kissed Chuck tenderly on the lips, and whispered. "Because...you are going to be a father."

Chuck's eyes shot open. "You mean…you're….." Chuck pointed to her stomach. "In there?" He raised his bulging eyes to hers and squeaked. "Baby?"

Sarah laughed at her shocked husband. "Yes, Chuck. We're having a baby."

Chuck's face broke out into a bright smile. He lifted Sarah up by her waist, twirling her in the air before crashing his lips into hers. The couple kissed happily.

As the kiss broke, Sarah wrapped her arms around Chuck's neck and stared into his eyes. "Happy Birthday, Chuck."

"Huh? Oh! Today is my birthday! I almost forgot we've been so busy lately! Wow, Sarah, this is the best present ever! Well, next to that first birthday after you left the CIA when you wore that black…" Sarah quickly put finger to Chuck's mouth to stop his rambling, giggling at the expression on his face.

"Chuck, sweetie, if you'll calm down, I'll do something extra special for you tonight. It is your birthday after all."

"Really?" Chuck's expression resembled a child just handed a cookie.

"Really." Sarah kissed Chuck tenderly.

Chuck grew solemn. "You know, it was exactly 5 years ago today I downloaded the Intersect. I thought my life was over. Little did I know, my life was just beginning. It's funny, I always think about something I said at the birthday party Ellie threw for me that night. I told someone at the party, I was working on my 5 year plan. I just hadn't found the right font."

Chuck smiled. "But the next day, into my life walked the most beautiful, caring, and courageous woman I have ever met. She didn't just give me the right font, but helped me re-write my life. You are my guardian angel, Sarah."

Sarah's eyes glistened with tears. "5 years ago today, I was given the mission that changed me. My mission was to recover the Intersect, but instead I found my soul mate. Chuck, the life growing inside me right now...I have always wanted this. I just never knew it until I met you. Thanks to you, I know what it's like to have a family, a loving husband...and now, children."

Sarah took Chuck's hands. "I found my one final mission, Chuck. You."

Sarah cupped Chuck's face and kissed him softly before resting her forehead on his. "I'm so happy right now. I feel like all that has happened, all we've been through has finally come full circle, Chuck. Thank you for making every day with you feel like a fairy tale. I love you, Chuck."

Chuck caressed Sarah's cheek. "Thank you for making all my dreams come true. I love you, Sarah."

Chuck held Sarah's hand, and got on his knees, placing a gentle kiss on Sarah's stomach. Sarah smiled, and placed her free hand on top of Chuck's head, gently running her fingers through his short curls.

With happy tears in Chuck's eyes, he whispered, "Mommy and Daddy love you too, little one."

The End

A/N: After being tormented with the whole "house and kids" plot in Season 5, the final scene in this story is how I hoped the show would have ended, or something along those lines. To me, the story was left incomplete. I absolutely despise ambiguous endings.

I decided to promote Casey to Brigadier General. Semper Fi, Casey! The big-guy earned his General's star in my opinion. More to come in the Epilogue.

My responses to reviews:

sevenrez: Thanks for taking pity on me and being kind! LOL. I appreciate your kind words and for staying with this story from beginning to end! Believe it or not, Chuck introduced me to a lot of artists I had not previously been exposed to, such as The Editors. I'm glad you liked how I handled Chuck and Sarah's interactions. That was quite challenging, but your encouragement helped me conquer the awkwardness! Thank you!

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