A/N#1: After hearing Ed Sheeran's song, 'Small Bump' I fell in love with it. Hearing it the first time, the final two lines threw me off though, because I thought the song was about a father's excitement about meeting his unborn child, and I thought it would be great for a Chuck fanfic, but in those two lines, the lady has a miscarriage. I briefly entertained the idea of following the song in its entirety, but then I nixed the idea as a miscarriage wouldn't fit in with the ethos of this collection. But do listen to the song, it is quite beautiful, and according to the web, it was written for a friend who suffered a late miscarriage.

I don't own Chuck, but I do think about the show quite often. Also, all medical-related stuff is thanks to Google, if it's inaccurate I apologize. No beta, so all mistakes are mine.

PS: My birthday is on Monday, June 2nd, I'll be turning 17, so your response, hopefully positive would mean a lot to me.

Tuesday, June 16th 2015

"A baby?" Chuck repeated, wanting to make sure his ears were not deceiving him.

"Yes Chuck, I want to have a baby." Sarah said, flashing him a brilliant smile. "I want us to start a family."

"You know that's gonna take some practise." Chuck told Sarah while giving her the eyebrow dance.

"Mmhm.' Sarah agreed. Lots and lots of practise." She continued as Chuck pulled her into his arms before bending down to capture her lips in a passionate kiss and clothes soon littered the room. Practice session number one had officially started.

Saturday, November 21st 2015

The past couple of months had been rough on Chuck and Sarah. Missions kept popping up, one after the other, dragging them off to different parts of the world. In the last two months alone, Team Bartowski had been to the Mediterranean, Dubai, Puerto Rico and The Republic of Congo. It was times like these that Chuck wished bad guys would just take a break. Thankfully, after all that cavorting around the world, General Beckman had seen it fit to award them with a month long vacation, and would delegate all missions to other teams, unless it was extremely pressing. Even Casey, who always complained about his itchy trigger finger when he didn't get to shoot something in a long time, and was opposed to vacations, was happy about the vacation. He would have time to catch up with Alex and spend time with his girlfriend Gertrude.

Chuck was thankful that he had such great employees at Orion Technologies. Without them, he was sure the company would have gone under with both him, Sarah and Morgan being away from operations over extended periods of time. They'd been able to secure some new contracts while in the Mediterranean also, so he felt quite happy about that. But now, his focus was on his wife, who was lying on his lap. A western was showing on the television, but neither of them was paying much attention.

"Sarah?"

"Hmm?" She replied, with a yawn.

"You're sure you're ok?" Chuck asked again. She hadn't been feeling well for about a week now. At first, she'd surmised that the constant throwing up was a result of food poisoning or the stomach flu. But Chuck now began to wonder if it was something else. "Cause we can have Ellie come over and check you up."

Sarah sighed. Her life had been so hectic; she wasn't sure what was happening with her body. She figured it knew she was stressed and was reacting accordingly. "No, I'm fine. Though Casey will probably never forgive me for throwing up in the back of his Crown Vic on our way from the airport"

Chuck chuckled. She had apologized, and Chuck had offered to pay for it to be cleaned and re-upholstered, but Casey had been too distraught to speak. "Are you hungry? Can I get you anything?"

Sarah thought about it, and the thought of food made her feel sick. She bolted from her position on Chuck's lap and ran straight to the bathroom, with her hand over her mouth.

Chuck was a bit startled by her sudden exit, but got up and followed her. As he neared the half open bathroom door, he heard Sarah heave as she emptied the contents of her stomach. He knocked on the door and entered, finding Sarah sitting on the floor close to the toilet. She was beginning to sweat, causing her hair to cling to her forehead, so he opened the bathroom cupboard and found one of her hair ruffles.

"Thanks," Sarah says to him after he pulls her golden hair back into a pony tail; she'd hate to end up with vomit in her hair. "You shouldn't be here, I'm fi-" she tries to tell him, before the second wave of nausea begins and she finds herself over the toilet bowl again. This time, Chuck sits next to her on the floor, rubbing circles on her back.

"Sarah, we both know you are not fine." Chuck said and she didn't try to tell him otherwise, she felt horrible. As a child, she hated getting sick, it meant that she couldn't go outside and play, or go on trips with her father, and them of course, there was the medication, it had always tasted so vile, as though the taste of it alone would kill you.

"And don't tell me I shouldn't be here. I want to, and remember, 'in sickness and in health'. I'm not leaving you." The couple stayed in the bathroom for about half an hour, with Chuck patting Sarah's back during each upheaval.

When she was convinced she had nothing left in her stomach to throw up, Sarah rose from her position on the floor, a little too quickly perhaps, as she immediately felt dizzy and wobbled. Thankfully, Chuck was there to steady her. "Easy there. Come on; let's get you cleaned up a bit." Chuck said and led her to the sink.

"I feel horrible." Sarah said, then looking in the mirror, she continued, "and I look horrible too."

"Never." Chuck protested, "You're always beautiful to me." He said and kissed her on her temple. He then wet a washcloth and wiped Sarah's face, and the. She brushed her teeth, and gargled with mouth wash.

"Thanks for taking care of me." Sarah said.

Chuck smiled. "I love you; you know I'd do anything for you."

"I love you too." Sarah said and then pulled him down for a kiss.

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The next morning, Chuck awoke before Sarah. He looked at her, as she lay on his chest. Something had been bothering him a lot, the nausea, the occasional dizzy spells, her inability to keep anything down...could she be pregnant? But wait, with the missions over the last four months, their baby plans had been put on hold, and the opportunities they'd had for love making had been drastically reduced. But still, wasn't pregnancy a possibility? he wondered.

"What're you thinking about so hard?" Sarah asked Chuck, her blue eyes laden with curiosity. "I've been watching you for the past five minutes, so tell me, what has your attention this fine morning."

"I have something important to talk to you about." Chuck said. Sarah noticed the seriousness in his voice and sat up against the headboard.

"Ok, I'm all ears."

Chuck hesitated, unsure of how to approach the topic. "Sarah?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you think that there's the possibility that you're pregnant?" There, he'd said what he was thinking.

Sarah's eyes widened. The thought of her being pregnant had entered her mind, but she hadn't wanted to give Chuck any false hope. All the signs did point to her being pregnant, and the fact that she hadn't seen her period in a while. Wait, her period. When was the last time I had my period? she asked herself. With all those missions and the stress that came with it, she hadn't given much thought to it. So maybe she had skipped her period because of stress, or maybe, it was because she was pregnant. She and Chuck had talked about starting a family, so she hoped the latter reason was the case.

"I am late." She said, and she saw the hope in Chuck's eyes, "and with me throwing up all the time, I guess me being pregnant is a great possibility."

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After their discussion, the couple had showered, and eaten breakfast. They then decided to go the pharmacy to buy a home pregnancy test. It had been difficult to choose one, as there were so many, so Sarah, who was beginning to feel a bit overwhelmed, asked the pharmacist, who turned out to be a mom of two for her advice. Twenty minutes later, they were home, the test in a brown bag.

Sarah knew Chuck was excited, and so was she, she could be pregnant, and yet, a hint of fear took hold of her. What if she wasn't? What if she really was sick? This would have been a false alarm, and Chuck, he would be so disappointed.

"Chuck, before I take the test, can I talk to you about something?" Sarah asked.

"Sarah, you know you can talk to me about anything." Chuck said and they both sat on the couch.

Sarah turned to face him, "I know you're excited, but -"

"There's a but? Aren't you excited too?" Chuck asked her, confused and upset at the thought of Sarah not wanting to have a baby anymore. "Did you change your mind about us starting a family?" Chuck asked, slightly terrified of her saying yes, "cause if you did, then that's ok... I mean we've still got some time."

Sarah was mortified. "No no, that's not what I meant Chuck. I want to have a family with you. I've thought about it a lot and having a baby with you would be so wonderful. It's not that." She clarified and took a deep breath. "It's just that, I don't want us to get our hopes up, only to be disappointed."

"Hey, hey." Chuck stopped her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "Hey, it's ok. Don't worry about it. I'm anxious to have a baby with you, but if it turns out that you're not, it's ok. We can always try until you actually do get pregnant. Practise does make perfect." He finished with the eyebrow dance.

Sarah smiled, glad that they got that resolved. "I'm gonna go take the test now."

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Chuck and Sarah were sitting on the edge of the bathtub, waiting for the test to give the results.

"It' changing, it's changing." Chuck said as he looked down at the stick in his hand. "Is that an arrow?"

"That looks like a peace sign." Sarah said completely baffled.

"What does that even mean?" He asked Sarah who was as confused as he was.

"I don't know either." She said.

She picked up the instructions that had come with the test and fumbled with it for a moment, before finding what she was looking for. "Wow, that means yes. I'm pregnant." She said and looked over to Chuck to gauge his reaction. The smile on his face was bright; bright enough to power a small town, and hers was as jubilant as his.

He dropped the stick, and pulled Sarah's face to him, pouring all the love, passion, happiness he felt into the kiss, and she responded just as fervently. They were having a baby!

Friday, November 27th 2015

Chuck and Sarah were sitting in the examination room accompanied by Sarah's OB/GYN, Dr. Bentley. The doctor looked over Sarah's medical notes.

"Sarah, you're one of my patients who has always managed to lead a healthy lifestyle. That is even more important now that you're pregnant."

Sarah nodded in understanding.

"Now, we got the results from your blood work back, and your hormone levels indicate that you are eleven weeks pregnant, from that, we can estimate the date of conception to be around September fourth and by that estimate, gestation being forty weeks, your due date would be around the second of June."

"There are some things I want to explain to you. As you're probably experiencing, there will be cravings, and it's ok to satisfy these cravings, just don't over-indulge. I've seen a lot of women take the 'I'm eating for two' thing overboard, thus gaining more weight than is advised. This brings me to my next point: exercise. From your physique, I can tell that you work out frequently, but during the pregnancy, you'll have to go a bit easier. Avoid strenuous work outs, and heavy lifting. You could also look in to yoga and incorporate that into a modified work out regime."

Chuck, who was concerned about her inability to keep anything down asked about how long it would continue.

"Morning sickness is common in most pregnancies. It usually stops by the beginning of second trimester. "

"How soon do you think I'll start to show?" Sarah asked.

"It depends on a number of variables such as the mother's body structure, the position of the baby in the uterus and whether it's the first pregnancy for the mother or not. Your stomach is pretty toned, but as the baby pushes up your uterus, it'll become more apparent that you're pregnant. The sonographer is completely booked for today, so unfortunately, we won't be able to conduct and ultra sound today. But, we can hear the heartbeat of you want." the doctor said.

Chuck and Sarah smiled at each other. "We'd like that very much." Sarah told the doctor.

"Ok, Sarah, please lie on the examination table and pull your shirt up please."

Sarah did as she was told, while to doctor prepared for the examination. Chuck pulled his chair closer to Sarah and took her hand in his.

"Ok, this is a foetal Doppler." showed them the handheld device. It sends and receives sound waves that are reflected off the baby's heartbeat. "The doctor them covered it with ultra sound gel and warned Sarah that it would be a little cold.

Sarah slightly winced when it made contact with her stomach. She was beginning to feel a little concerned when after five minutes, they still hadn't heard the heart beat and cast a frightened glance towards Chuck who was anxious to hear also. He noticed her panic, and mouthed 'don't freak out'.

The doctor moved the Doppler around on her stomach a few more times until she found a spot where the heartbeat could be detected. "Ah, there it is." she told the couple as the heartbeat which sounded like the thunder of galloping horses filled the room.

Both Chuck and Sarah were completely mesmerized by the sound, and were left utterly speechless. That sound was the sound of their baby's heartbeat. Sarah was extremely relieved, she had begun to ink that something was wrong, but now, hearing that strong heartbeat assured her that her baby was there, he or she was healthy, and she was not dreaming. Much like when she had found her wedding dress, this time, she was overwhelmed by the emotions she felt, and felt the tears beginning to prick her eyes.

The doctor looked at the couple, and a smile also came to her face. This was one of the best parts of her job, seeing expecting parents completely amazed by their baby.

The thumping sound filled Chuck's ears, and he had never heard such a wonderful sound before, except maybe when Sarah laughed. "It's so fast." he commented when he regained his ability to speak.

"It is, the heart rate usually ranges from about one hundred and twenty to one hundred and sixty beats per minute. Your baby's heartbeat is well within this range. It's nice and strong which means he or she is healthy."

At that news, Chuck kissed Sarah on her temple, and she let her tears of joy cascade her cheeks.

Saturday, December 5th

Tonight was the night. They were finally going to tell their family about the baby. Standing in front of the mirror, Sarah analysed her body. She would soon have to go shopping for maternity clothes. Her breasts had slightly increased so most of her shirts couldn't button and her stomach had begun to slightly curve, so neither did most of her jeans. Looking at the small bump, Sarah smiled. Her baby, their baby was growing inside of her. The small bump meant so much to her, it symbolized so much, and Sarah found that she spent a lot of time staring at the bump. Eardrums developed in week twelve, and since then, both she and Chuck had begun talking to the baby. They both made sure to tell the baby how much they loved him or her and how they couldn't wait until he or she was born. Though at first she had been paralyzed by fear when she thought about raising a baby, especially considering her childhood, that was no longer the case. She'd let go of all those fears, she had Chuck, and their family, and she had no doubt that they would be an excellent support system.

Chuck entered the master bedroom and found Sarah still looking in the mirror in her underwear. "Hey baby. If we are gonna make it to the restaurant on time, you better get dressed soon."

He advanced further into the bedroom and came up behind her, wrapping his hands around her waist. "Or, we could stay right here. This would have to go though." Chuck said referring to her underwear. He then placed a kiss on her cheek, and then trailed some down her neck to her collar bone. Sarah moaned, and turned in his arms, then captured Chuck's lips in a kiss. They broke apart when the need for air became pressing.

"Maybe we can pick this up later. We don't wanna disappoint the family, even though I'd like to stay here." She was really excited about the dinner. She and Chuck had made reservations for all of them at a new restaurant, and from the reviews, she had read, the food was excellent. Her morning sickness had finally gone, so she planned on thoroughly enjoying her meal tonight.

"Curses! Foiled again." Chuck joked.

Sarah walked over to the closet and took out her new dress which had a stone bodice and a high and low tulip chiffon skirt.

"Zip me please."

"Yea, sure."

Sarah then proceeded to sit on the bed in order to put on her silver heels. She sighed, she loved her heels, and soon, she'd have to give them up. However, it was a small price to pay in ensuring that her baby was safe.

After ensuring her makeup was set, Sarah appraised herself in the mirror once again.

"Wow." Chuck said. "You look stunning." he said as he took her in, and she really was, the dress was already embellished, so she had kept the accessories to a minimum, wearing only the long drop diamond earrings Chuck had given her for her birthday, her silver watch and her wedding rings. Her hair was swept to a side and fell down in luscious waves.

"Thank you. I hope you still say that when I'm nine months pregnant, the size of a beach ball and none of my clothes fit." Sarah said as she met him halfway and smoothed the shoulders of his suit, and then fixed his tie.

"You'll always be beautiful to me." Chuck said honestly then leaned in for a quick kiss, "well, shall we m'lady!"

"By all means."

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Molly and Clara had been left at home with a sitter, so the dinner party consisted of ten persons: Chuck, Sarah, Devon, Ellie, Morgan, Alex, Casey, Gertrude, Emma and Mary.

"So, this is nice." Ellie commented as she took in the décor and ambiance of the restaurant.

"It is." Emma agreed.

"Especially since we don't get out often." Ellie said. She and Devon had recently been appointed Westside Medical's head of Neurology and Cardiology respectively, so their workloads had been increased. Add Clara to the mix, and they barely had any time to themselves.

They made some more small talk, each commenting about how their lives had been going since they last saw each other. Dinner soon arrived and before they could begin, Chuck cleared his throat. "I know it's been a long time since we've been able to get together like this. But looking at you guys tonight, being here with you tonight has reminded me of the importance of family, and I'm extremely happy that you're all in my life. It's been hectic the past couple of months and it's probably gonna get even more hectic after fi-"

"Bartowski." Casey growled and interrupted Chuck, "you were always such a blabber mouth, you're almost as bad as Grimes."

"Hey!" Morgan cried out offended. "I resent that."

"Anyway, can you hurry up? I'd hate for my salmon to get cold because of your yapping." Casey continued as though he hadn't heard Morgan.

"Always thinking about your belly, aren't you Casey." Chuck said dryly. "Anyway, before I was oh so rudely interrupted, I was saying that Sarah and I have an announcement to make."

The couple looked at each other, sharing a smile. "Come on, tell us." Morgan said, expressing what everyone was thinking.

"I'm pregnant." Sarah said. Everyone at the table looked at her in shock as the news sunk in and then they began congratulating the couple.

"That's awesome." Devon bellowed.

Ellie kept the pitch of her squeal to a minimum, realising that they were in a restaurant and she didn't want to disturb the other patrons.

Both grandparents were also ecstatic, and both ladies rose from their seats to give Chuck and Sarah a kiss in their cheeks.

"Well, I'm a bit surprised it took this long for Bartowski's chocolate and Walker's peanut butter to make a sandwich." Casey grunted, never being able to resist throwing a barb at Chuck. For that comment, he had earned an elbow to the stomach by Gertrude.

"Oh John, behave!" she chastised him jokingly.

"I knew something was up when Sarah refused wine." Ellie said. "This is really great news."

"I'd like to propose a toast." Morgan said and raised his glass, "Chuck, my hetero-life partner, Sarah, and to their baby. Congrats."

"Here here." Everyone said and raised their glasses to join the toast, before beginning to eat their dinner.

Thursday, January 14th 2016

Sarah had understandably been exempted from all filed missions, but she found that she didn't miss the adrenaline rush nearly as much as she thought she would have. Her time was now split between working at Orion Technologies, preparing for the baby, and spending time with Chuck and their family. She was now four months pregnant and was enjoying every moment of it.

Tomorrow, they would have their first ultra sound, and Sarah was very excited to finally see her baby. Her bump had become more noticeable, and since none of her clothes fit anymore, Ellie had taken her to the mall. During their shopping trip, they bought several items of maternity wear and a couple of neutral clothing for the baby.

She was flipping through a booklet which listed different superstitions about pregnancy and eating a bowl of Rock Road ice cream, waiting for Chuck to get home. He and Morgan were releasing another new game in a week, so they were ensuring that the launch party was properly planned and that enough copies were being distributed to the stores.

"Hey baby." Sarah began talking to the small bump. "Mommy's so excited, tomorrow, she's gonna finally see you." It had felt weird talking to the baby at first, but now, it came so easily and she enjoyed it. "Your daddy is excited to see you too. We both love you very much."

Talking to her baby, Sarah began to wonder what he or she would look like. The most important thing to her would be a happy and healthy baby. A boy would be nice though, and she hoped that despite the baby's sex that it would have Chuck's warm, brown eyes. She could already envision holding the baby in her arms, rocking and singing him to sleep, and of course Chuck would be by her side the entire time. Sarah heard the front door open and looked up to see Chuck coming through the red front door.

"Hey baby." Chuck said and sat down next to her. He kissed her on the cheek as a greeting, and then turned his attention to her stomach, placing a kiss on it. "And hello to my other baby. Daddy missed you so much."

"You know Chuck, that kiss on the cheek wasn't a proper greeting." Sarah pouted.

"I do apologize." Chuck said. Sarah was looking at him expectantly, so he wrapped pulled her face close to him, and then kissed her hard. He traced the outline of her lips with his tongue, before she finally opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to slide in. As Chuck's tongue massaged hers, Sarah couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips, and she ran her hands through Chuck's hair, pulling his face as close to hers as possible. When the need for air finally became an issue, Chuck broke the kiss, a satisfied smile on his face as he looked at Sarah whose eyes had become glassy. "Is that better?"

Sarah didn't answer, but dived back in for another kiss which was filled with passion, love and desire. "Bed. Now!" she commanded.

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As Chuck and Sarah watched the image of their baby on the ultra sound screen, they were both amazed by what they saw. At first, it all looked like one big blob, but now they could clearly see the baby's face, arms, legs, hands and feet.

The sonographer expertly looked at their baby, paying close attention to the shape and structure of the baby's head, the spine, both along its length and in cross section, in order to make sure that all the bones aligned and that the skin covered the spine at the back. She also looked at the abdominal wall, to make sure it covered all the internal organs at the front. Then she moved the transducer to look at the kidney, heart, bladder and all the limbs. Finally, she checked the placenta, the umbilical cord and the amniotic fluid.

During the detailed examination of the baby, the sonographer had explained what she was looking for. The sonographer recorded the measurements of the baby, and was satisfied that the baby was developing nicely. She then asked them if they wanted to know the sex of the baby, but Chuck and Sarah declined, wanting to wait until delivery.

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As they reached the parking lot, pictures of the ultra sound securely tucked in Sarah's purse, she tossed the keys to Chuck. She got in the passenger side and took out the ultra sound, then traced the picture of the baby. A wave of emotions hit her again, and she couldn't stop the smile from overtaking her face. In five months, she'd be able to gently hold her baby in her arms. They would have to get this picture framed. It represented so much. It was a scan of their unmade plans. Sarah could see the small hands in the picture and figured the fingernails must be the size of a half grain of rice. The eyelids appeared to be closed, as though the baby had been sleeping when the ultra sound was conducted, but soon those eyelids would open wide, to take in the world. In five months, her baby would be brought to life and she could hardly wait.

When they got home, Sarah who was feeling a bit tired, decided to take a nap, after having called their family to inform them that everything was progressing smoothly.

Chuck did a bit of cleaning before checking up on Sarah. Upon entering the master bedroom, his eyes settled on her form under the covers. Looking at her, he felt such love; he fell in love with her more each day. And now, they were having a baby. This baby was a product of their love. Words couldn't describe how Chuck felt, he was unbelievably happy.

He was very glad that the doctor had said everything was going according to schedule. Tomorrow, they'd be going shopping. There was still so much that needed to be done. They still hadn't decided in a colour scheme or theme for the nursery, nor had they purchased the furniture for the nursery, and there were still a lot of baby clothes they had to buy. There was no need to panic though, with the help of their family, Chuck was sure everything would be done in time. Deciding to join his wife in bed, Chuck slid under the covers, thoughts of their baby consuming his mind.

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He was so tiny, Chuck thought as he held his son; Levi in his arms. He had inherited Chuck's brown eyes, and his hair, though blond had Chuck's curls. Today, he had turned two weeks old, and Chuck loved him so much already. Emma had stayed with them for a couple of immediately following his birth and had left the night before. As new parents, they had some adjustments to make. The midnight feelings especially had been tough for Sarah, as a spy, she had been accustomed to operating on little to no sleep, but add a crying baby into the mix, and things were a little more difficult. Chuck knew it was a big adjustment, but they were a team, so he tried to make it as easy as possible for Sarah. They'd both agreed that Sarah would breast feed only until the baby was a bit older. Chuck had suggested that Sarah pump milk and store it in the fridge so that when she was too tired, Chuck would take care of the midnight and early morning feelings. Unfortunately, Levi refused to take the bottle, which meant that Sarah had to be up. As a compromise, Chuck decided to stay up with her. She had protested, arguing that it made no sense both of them being up during the night and early morning or they'd both be tired. But Chuck had insisted. It was during those feelings that they both enjoyed each other's company. Since the baby had been home, they hadn't had any time to themselves so it allowed them to just sit and be with each other, watching their son and establishing a connection.

It was 4:13 when Chuck checked the bedside clock. Tonight especially had been tiring, Levi had cried incessantly, and Sarah had feared something was wrong. So he called Ellie and she'd called Emma. Both women assured him that everything was probably ok, and since Levi wasn't running a fever, vomiting or doing anything else which would indicate that he was sick, there was no need to panic. Chuck had then walked him up and down in the house, rubbing soothing circles along his back, finally getting him to quiet down. Then he took him into the nursery, changed his diaper and took him to Sarah for his feeding.

Sarah was on maternity leave from both jobs, and as the boss of Orion Technologies, he had taken some time off to spend with his family. It was an incredible feeling, the severe sense of attachment he felt towards Levi. He'd spend hours watching him sleep, much like he had done with Sarah, and sometimes, he'd even lay Levi down on the bed with him. He would watch his chest rise and fall as he took his breaths, his brown eyes twinkling when Chuck made funny faces and Chuck believed he had Sarah's smile.

Chuck looked down at the baby in his arms. He was half asleep and wrapped his fingers around Chuck's thumb, his grip strong, holding Chuck tight. Looking at Levi, and then Sarah sleeping, Chuck swore he'd do anything to keep them safe. He had made a promise to Sarah that they wouldn't become his parents; he wasn't going to abandon them.

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Chuck awoke from his dream, a smile on his face. Soon, that dream would be his reality. Sarah was still peacefully resting and he decided to leave her be. Before leaving the room, he kissed her on the cheek and on her small bump.

Sarah stood in the entry to the kitchen, observing Chuck as he moved around in the kitchen preparing dinner. Gosh, she loved that man. He was so loving, kind, warm, charming, handsome...He was perfect, he was everything she ever needed. Chuck was a gift that she would treasure for the rest of her life.

It was almost mind boggling how loving Chuck was, how genuine his love was for her. Growing up, her mother and grandmother had read fairy tales to her, where the princess always found true love in Prince Charming. But she'd long given up on the idea of love. Love was just another word to her. She'd seen the world, seen how people would tell others they loved them, only to back stab them or hurt them later. She promised herself that wouldn't happen to her. So maybe, she became a bit emotionless, which led some of her fellow agents to call her a frigid bitch and an 'Ice Queen'. There was no doubt they'd been surprised when rumours of her partnership and possible romantic entanglements with Bryce got out. But then she met Chuck, and slowly, the defences she'd built around her heart began to crumble. Chuck, her husband. He was the one who she loved and was happy to wake up to each day. He had dispelled every fear from her mind, and she had no doubt that they would spend the rest of their lives, loving each other more as each day passed. He loved her, despite all her flaws, her shortcomings, her past, and she loved him as fiercely. Their love was pure, and she had Chuck to thank for the life she now lived, because he was the one who showed her it was ok to love someone, that it was ok to let someone in, and open yourself up to them.

"Hey, watching me while I cook?" Chuck called out to her breaking her thoughts. "A bit creepy if you ask me."

"Hi," she said and walked up to him. "I don't call you creepy when you watch me sleep." Sarah teased,

Chuck laughed, "Hey! I object to that accusation. How're you feeling?"

"Great, that nap was just what I needed." Sarah said and filled her glass with water so she could take her prenatal vitamins.

"Dinner will be ready soon, so you can set the table."

"Ok, great. Whatever it is, it smells delicious." The smell of chicken, pasta and sautéed vegetable had assaulted her nostrils when she first entered the room, and now she was feeling a bit hungry. She had already put the plates and the glasses on the table when she felt it, and dropped the two forks she had in her hands, in order to place both hands on her stomach.

Chuck, deciding the food was finished, had just turned off the stove when he heard the forks drop, he turned his attention to his wife "Get clumsy are we?" he asked Sarah. But then he noticed the unsure expression on her face and her hands on her stomach, and began to panic. "Oh my gosh! Oh my goodness! Is it the baby? Sarah? What's wrong? Sarah, are you feeling ok? Are you in pain? Oh my goodness, we've got to get you to the hospital." He rambled. "I gotta call Ellie, and your mom, oh my goodness, this is way too soon."

He was beyond freaking out, and Sarah wasn't responding. "Sarah, please, talk to me." He said and dug in his pants pocket for his cell phone. Sarah outstretched her hand and stopped his searching.

"Chuck, I'm ok. We are both ok." she said and smiled. Her words didn't seem to getting through, so she grabbed his face in both her hands and looked indirectly into his eyes. "Chuck, the baby and I are both fine. I feel fine." For Chuck, Sarah's eyes had always given her away. Those cerulean pools had always allowed him to tell what his wife was truly feeling, even though she might have said different, and this time, he saw truth in them.

He breathed deeply. "Are you sure? I can still call Ellie to come and make sure."

"No, that's not necessary. Let's sit down." she told Chuck. She pulled out one of the dining table chairs and Chuck did the same, scooting his chair to come closer to her. His eyes never left hers, and Sarah could tell he was still worried. "I'm sorry if I scared you earlier, but everything's perfect. I think I just felt the baby kick."

His eyes widened to the size of saucers. "Really?" he asked, a smile threatening to split his face in two.

"Yes." she confirmed. She then took his hand, which was a bit clammy in hers. "Hopefully he or she does it again so daddy can feel."

Sarah lifted her shirt over the bump, and Chuck kneeled down in front of her and placed his hands to the side of Sarah's belly. "Hey baby, mommy tells me you're beginning to kick. Would you mind doing it for me again?"

They stayed like that for five minutes, waiting for the baby to kick again. "I guess I won't be feeling a kick tonight." Chuck said unable to hide the tinge of disappointment from his voice.

Sarah noticed this and said, "Chuck don't worry, I'm sure the baby will kick again soon." She said trying to comfort him.

"Yea, I guess." Chuck said half-heartedly.

He had already started to get up when Sarah felt the baby kick again. The kick had felt like an uncontrollable muscle spasm, and there had been a light tickle to it. She grabbed Chuck's hand and placed it on her stomach. "Do you feel it?"

Chuck didn't answer, a joyous smile lighting up his face being the only indication to Sarah that he had in fact felt it. Sarah's smile matched her husbands and her hands joined his, as the expecting parents experienced great happiness at feeling their child's movements.

Chuck began talking to the baby again, and Sarah figured that the baby liked his voice, because he kicked once more. She closed her eyes in bliss, a small smile on her face, the sound of Chuck talking to the baby filling her ears. She was happy that she was giving his to him, a baby, a family. This was something she always dreamed of, but never thought would have been possible before she met Chuck.

A/N #2: I hope you guys enjoyed this story. I know in all the ones so far I've had Sarah pregnant, but they were headed down that direction before Quin, and since the show never got to show us how a pregnancy would have played out, I like to come up with my own possibilities.

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