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Chapter 2 – Not everything, something

'Sarah…..i know that you can't remember anything and you may find it hard to believe or trust anyone right now, but please….trust me. I trusted you 5 years ago and I barely knew you….all I ask is you do the same. Sarah, please can you trust me?'

Sarah pondered the thought. The one rule she was taught right from the start is to trust no one but herself. Could she really put all her trust in a man that she barely knew? She could never trust her dad, the one person who should have kept her safe yet brought her into his world filled with lies and cons.

'Chuck, I want to…..i think I do, but I can't believe or put my hopes into finding or regaining my memories. If I did and I'm still unable to remember, imagine what it could do to you. Chuck, I don't want to put you through all this for it only to led back here…me… not being your wife'.

Chuck shook his head, she was right. He didn't want it to land back here; he didn't want to have his wife ripped away. But right now…as it stands he was going to watch her walk away for good. At least this way, there is a slim chance as slim as it may be that he could in fact see his wife again.

'At least we would have tried Sarah.'

Could Sarah really rip away his hopes? In the 5 years she knew Chuck, she changed from a cold hearted, hardened spy, to someone who was willing to start a family with the one guy she ever loved. In the weeks after she lost her memories….she was changing once again, showing signs that she no longer wanted to be a spy, no longer wanted to lie or to have a cover. The old Sarah would have simply walked away, without no show of remorse, but this Sarah…couldn't. She didn't have the heart to squash someone's hope. Sarah glared at Chuck who could not take his eyes off her, patiently waiting for her to give an answer.

Please Sarah…..trust me on this.

'Ok Chuck'.

'Yes…..ok….ok.' Chuck stumbled, before finishing…

'My sister, Ellie may be able to help. She helped Morgan when he downloaded the faulty intersect, she helped us realise. She was the one who figured out the number of flashes affects the memories in our brain, in your brain.'

'What….Morgan, your best friend. He had an intersect too?'

Of course…..she doesn't remember.

'About a year ago Morgan downloaded the intersect you downloaded; only it was faulty too. He was beginning to lose his memories and at the time we had no idea it had anything to do with the number of the flashes and how many times you flashed. Ellie figured it all out. She's just like my dad….you met him a few times. Look Sarah there is a lot that I have to tell you, so many memories to explain. You know our story, but there's sooo much more. Right now though, you promised to trust me, we're going to Chicago. Ellie and Devon….her husband moved there. They used to live right across from us. Is there any chance you know the name awesome?'

'Is that a real question Chuck….'

Sarah smirked, waiting for his reply.

'Never mind. We can drive there; it'll give me a lot of hours to tell you some of our experiences'.

'What, that's completely across country. It would take us a couple of days, maybe more if we stopped.'

Chuck shrugged his shoulders. 48hrs in a car with his wife, maybe he could tell her more of their story, maybe it'll help her bring her memories back to the fore front. He loved the thought and Sarah didn't seem to put it down so negatively, yet she was still to say yes….or no.

'A plane would be faster Chuck, we could talk there as well. Besides I can't run away being thousands of feet up in the air. I know it's what I always used to do before….run.'

She may not be the Sarah Chuck had been married to for the last year, but she was no longer the old Sarah who would run, Chuck put all his gut instinct into believing she wouldn't run from him.

'There's always that chance, but somehow I don't think it'll transpire'.

Nothing was said….the only sounds were coming from the soft swooping motions of the waves. There they were…standing in the same spot they did over 5yrs ago, with nothing to lose but everything to gain. Chucks eyes were eating away at her, she could sense him staring, still waiting for that green light, that signal to tell him she was all in.

'Ok Chuck. Let's do this, but I'll take the first drive. And we'll take my car. I like driving my car'.

They both laughed…..for a single moment they were connecting and joking. For Sarah to have let her walls down, walls she built up herself to save her from hurt and despair, the were slowly starting to fade, just as they did the day she met Chuck. Memories or not…could she fall in love again? With this unbelievable handsome, yet quirky guy standing right in front of her?

'That's good….i don't exactly have a car myself.' Chuck quirked.

Chuck and Sarah headed back to their apartment, an apartment Sarah barely recognised. Chuck headed for their room as Sarah peered all over the apartment, before he was out of sight he looked back to see Sarah still at the doorway. Desperately Sarah tried to find something that stood out, something that meant something to her. But all she saw was furniture until she spotted a photo hanging up on the wall. As she began to walk over to it, Chuck stood back and watched. He crossed his arms searching for any signs that Sarah remembered that day, the day that photo showed. It was the happiest day of his life…of her life too. Sarah un-hooked the photo and lightly touched it.

I was smiling…..i look incredibly happy, this is me.

'Our wedding day' Sarah said as she turned to face Chuck, holding up their wedding photo.

'You looked so beautiful. It was the first time I mentioned children and you didn't freak. We spoke about children a lot in the last year'.

Sarah smiled, trying to fight off the overwhelming sense to cry.

'I wish I could remember it Chuck.'

'Me too Sarah.'

Chucked headed off into their room to pack a few essentials for the trip to Chicago. As he scraped bit and pieces together Sarah walked through the apartment, looking at everything she wished she could remember. As much as it hurts Chuck losing his wife, it killed Sarah knowing she changed into someone she never thought she could be. This was a life she envisioned for Molly when she grew up, a life she never thought possible for herself. She opened up a drawer filled with papers, menu cards and general bits and pieces. She sifted through and came across a brown envelope, titled Prenup.

'We had a prenup?' Sarah asked herself quietly as to not alert Chuck.

Sarah pulled out the single piece of paper that was hidden inside. Reading just a few words from the first line, she knew this wasn't any ordinary prenup. At the bottom were hers and Chuck's signatures. Sarah gushed lightly and covered her mouth with her hand. As she finished reading the prenup, she placed the envelope back down and tried to gather her emotions. She picked it up once more and checked her signature….it was hers all right. She touched where Chuck's signature soaked into the paper and closed her eyes. Her mind spinning Sarah wasn't sure if she was dreaming or merely imagining the moment she signed those papers.

'I Sarah Walker…promise to never suggest divorce…'

In the same moment Sarah snapped from the memory and dropped the paper to the ground. Sarah quickly walked back over to where their wedding photo hanged and picked it up. Cradling the photo in her arms, she squeezed her eyes shut and searched her mind for something to trigger her memory from that day.

C'mon Sarah…..try….

Nothing. Sarah opened her eyes and placed the photo back onto the wall.

'Sarah…..I got some things for you too. Hope your fashion sense is still the same'.

Chuck noticing Sarah still staring at the wall, prompted her.

'Sarah…..'

Sarah snapped from her daze and peered over to Chuck.

'Erm….clothes are clothes right'.

Sarah glanced back to the wedding photo and let out a sheepish sigh.

Heading to her car, Sarah's mobile began to buzz.

'It's Beckman.' Sarah told Chuck.

'Are you going to answer that' Chuck asked.

'Beckman…..i was just on my…..'

Chuck lugged the single small suitcase into the boot of Sarah's car as Sarah took a few steps away.

'I've made my choice, and I wish to stick to it.'

Chuck waited for the call to end and leaned against the passenger side door, watching Sarah's every move. I'm going to creep her out. It was a mere fact Chuck could not take his eyes off her, she looked stunning. How did I ever land her?

'Ok Beckman….sorry Diane. Bye'.

Sarah disconnected the call and walked back over to the car.

'She wanted me back.'

'Oh…' Chuck replied relishing the thought Sarah turned her down again.

'And your sticking to your guns, no re-joining the CIA, no flying out to awesome places and being able to kick ass'.

Sarah tucked away her phone and opened the driver's side door.

'We're going to Chicago right, to get back my memories'.

Chuck had the biggest smile on his face and hopped into the car. Just before Sarah started up the engine, she stopped Chuck from putting on his belt. Her hand left on his, she looked down and forced herself to pull her hand away.

'You mentioned earlier that it's possible I needed a trigger, to reboot my memories so to speak. If memories were truly forgotten, truly gone…there is no way of getting them back, right Chuck?'

'I guess. But things are never truly gone. It's like when people say you've lost something, truth is its never lost but misplaced, forgotten. The same thing applies here.'

Sarah nodded her head in agreement with Chuck.

'You were right Chuck. The beach….i knew to go there. I can't explain it, but I did. And it did trigger something. Whilst you were gathering some things I found our prenup.'

'Sarah….did you remember'?

Chucks face lit up once again.

'Not everything….but something. We were sitting on the couch in our apartment and you showed me an envelope and inside it was your handwritten prenup. You had already signed it and all was needed was my signature. That's not all…I remember presenting you with a prenup, only this time it was real. This was before your version.'

Chuck nodding his head in excitement and couldn't contain his joy.

'Yes' he screeched, surprising Sarah.

'Sorry…that was too girlish for my liking, let me say that again.'

'Yes' Chuck repeated, in a deeper hushed tone of voice.

'Because that didn't sound manly at all' Sarah replied, not even noticing the same elated joy on her face.

Their face expression gave away more then words ever could, and with that Sarah rammed up the engine and set off for Chicago.

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