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Hey all thanks for the good reviews. I'm really sorry for the couple of spelling mistakes I made, I recently brought an Ipad and I typed that chapter up on the tablet and I was just getting used to it. I'm back on my laptop so hopefully no spelling mistakes will occur. Don't worry I don't intend on dragging out the moment until Sarah regains it all, but I'll give you a hint…..i believe you will like the ending here. Enjoy.

Chapter 3 – 'Save you later'

20 minutes into the trip, Sarah and Chuck exchanged general chit chat. The atmosphere was promising and Sarah seemed at ease and pleasantly relaxed around Chuck. Not a single moment in her past had she felt so at ease, she needn't worry about constantly looking over her shoulder. All she had to concentrate on was the road.

'Tell me something, tell me an experience we shared.' Sarah asked Chuck, glancing over to him every few moments.

'What do you want to know'?

'Erm….anything. You told me our story back at the beach, I liked…I enjoyed it. I wanna know more'.

'Wow, there's so much to tell. I've got 5yrs worth of memories to tell you.'

'Ok, tell me something before we got together'.

The Sarah Chuck loved was right here. He was slowly getting her back, memories or no memories she seemed very content which was more than she ever felt in the first year or so he knew her. Sarah was eagerly waiting to find out more of her time with Chuck, He was right, driving is better.

'Well, I was named CIA's hottest and newest asset. Yeh, I even got a trophy.'

Chuck laughed, knowing full well Sarah would guess it was a joke. Sarah let out a small sheepish, giggle and couldn't tare away the smile she had on her face.

'About us Chuck. CIA's hottest…..if only there was a contest. Sadly there isn't'.

They were both bonding and for a moment Chuck felt Sarah knew exactly who he was and who she fell in love with.

'Ok…you got me there. If there was, I would be winning. But us…..well you and I am assuming I am right, pretty much guessed from the start I had become attracted to you. You sensed I had feelings for you and you did for me. But you denied it at every turn. With Casey and a legend spy called Montegomery who we worked with on a mission with about 4yrs ago. You once denied it to me. I asked you once whilst me, you and Casey were under the influence of a truth serum knowing I would get the truth and only that. You denied it then.'

Sarah's smiled faded, saddened at the thought she shot Chuck down at every turn.

'Chuck….I….' Chuck interrupted Sarah before adding,

'But it ended ok, because you kissed me. You don't kiss people for no reason although emotions were running high because we thought we were going to get blown up. There was no denying it then.'

'I kissed you?' Sarah asked, shocked at the thought she was in a position where she could have compromised her cover.

'Yeh, you did. And it was amazing. Now you may be thinking that it was all just for the cover, but in that moment there was only us. No covers, no lies, just me and you. And you kissed me.'

Still, glancing over at Chuck every few moments. She began to smirk before asking him….

'So we didn't get blown up then. Unless we did and no one told me about that part'.

'We didn't thank god. But if we were to die at that point….I would have been happy because at least once I was able to kiss you and not forcing it to be because we had to for the covers sake. But the bomb…it wasn't a bomb as such. It hit me like a bomb but it was some sort of container for Bryce Larkin. He was a spy, he was your partner at one point'.

Sarah instantly remembered Bryce. It was the last 5yrs she couldn't remember. But times before that, she clearly still had it all etched in her memory. But one of the last things she did remember was he was a rogue spy, who was shot dead trying to steal a government computer.

'I remember Bryce Chuck; don't forget the faulty intersect wiped away memories from the last 5yrs. We were together, romantically speaking…..but….'

Sarah stopped. Sitting directly near her was her husband, although she had no recollection of it, Chuck was her husband. Speaking of Bryce wasn't something Chuck would want to hear.

'I know the story Sarah. It's ok. I'm not going to be angry that he was one of your last memories.'

'So this container…..it was carrying Bryce? How was that possible? I remember clearly he was shot, by Casey I think.'

'He was shot but his body was scooped up by Fulcrum. A hidden agency inside the CIA. We were after them for a while and we took them down. Bryce was never rogue which many were led to believe, he worked for fulcrum but never knew their real intentions. He did die, but they brought him back and took his body '.

'So where's Bryce now' Sarah asked Chuck, not knowing he was shot dead for real this time.

Chuck's mood changed, dampening the positive atmosphere in the car.

'He died. He was shot, this time though not by Casey. 3yrs ago it happened'.

Chuck being the caring man he was, tried to keep the revelation as gentle as he could.

Sarah's eyes were geared faced at the road. A sense of devastation hit her like a bolt. In her heart she knew she never loved Bryce, but it was as close as she ever got to a real relationship, not counting hers with Chuck for the pure simple fact of her not remembering. She tried to contain her emotions, after all she reminded herself once again that her husband was sitting right next to her. Chuck knowing Sarah down to the bone knew she was upset. All he wanted to do was comfort her, just like he had before many times when Sarah needed someone. But with her Lotus hitting speeds of nearly 85mph and not wanting to push things, Chuck simply kept quiet and allowed Sarah to deal with her emotions in her head.

2 and a half hours into the journey…..

Chuck now at the wheel of the car, peered over to Sarah who was asleep. Feeling the vibration of his phone buzzing, he picked up the call.

'Ellie, hey sis….We're quite some time away. But I think we're going to stop at a motel or something…..She's ok, sleeping right now.

…I'm ok Ellie, I hope we can get them back but if not….i can't hold her. I've gotta let her go, I love her enough to do that….I'll figure that out if it comes to that.

Still holding onto his phone he peeked over at Sarah, who was still peacefully sleeping.

'Between me and you…..don't bring up the fact she threaten to kill you….

…..Ok, I'll give you a call when we're nearby. Bye sis.'

Chuck disconnected the call and carried on with journey.

2hrs later…

Chuck twiddling his lips and acting out his favourite movie scenes in his head, trying to keep himself preoccupied. Sarah loved her sleep and he dared not wake her. He remembered times where he watched her sleep many times before and had to keep pinching himself, trying to tell himself it wasn't a dream…..Sarah Walker was his girlfriend, soon to be his wife. Before realising he was start to feel drowsy and a little doe eyed. He needed sleep too and didn't want Sarah waking with a creaked neck. Looking out for a motel nearby, he kept driving watching out for signs. After 15 minutes of looking he came by a motel called Sasha's 24hr Motel. He pulled up in the car park and lightly tapped Sarah on her shoulder. She slowly came round, noticing only Chuck's big brown eyes watching her.

'I was getting a little tired and thought we needed a stop before we carry on. Besides, heading resting on glass doesn't seem comfortable. I'll go and see if there are rooms available.'

Sarah nodded and watched Chuck as he disappeared around the corner. She unbuckled her seatbelt and climbed out of the car, stretching and getting some much needed air. Resting against the car, she waiting for Chuck's return.

Hearing the sounds of hums and low whistling she leaned her head over to get a better look at the corner where Chuck walked round from and saw him gleefully walking back over to the car. Her arms crossed, she smiled. And in that moment, she could finally understand why she was married to him. His ever positive mood and joyful energy…he could make the most devastated person smile, if only for a second. He made her smile….much longer then a second.

'So I didn't know wherever to ask for 2 single rooms or a double room. They were all out of single rooms and only had several double rooms left. Is that ok?' Chuck asked Sarah.

'That's fine Chuck'.

He tossed her the keys and went to the boot to get the one piece of luggage they had and headed towards their room. Opening the door, Chuck saw and stood back noticing only a double bed. She told me there would be 2 single beds… Feeling slightly nervous and a little awkward, Chuck walked in behind Sarah and placed the luggage down on the floor. Sarah however hadn't took much notice and headed for the bathroom.

Sitting on the bed, Chuck looked around. This room was almost like the one they both stopped at over 3yrs ago. A memory he could never forget…Sarah intentionally went rogue for him. Going against everything she was taught, she had no care for herself and wanted Chuck to be safe. She was going to give it all up, for me.

Shouting out to Sarah, Chuck asked if she was hungry.

'I'm a little hungry, there's a diner a few miles out. I could go and get us something'.

Sarah appeared from the bathroom.

'Ok, do you want me to come with you?'

'It's ok, I got it.'

And with that Chuck left the room and alone with her thoughts, Sarah lay down on the bed and looked up to the ceiling. She reached for her phone and turned it off. Searching through her mind, once again trying to remember anything even the littlest of details that would trigger her memories. Wincing her eyes and shaking her head….Sarah tried and tried again to set off a memory, but nothing came. Upset and frustrated Sarah slammed her fist against the bed. Composing her emotions, she headed over to where the luggage was and began sifting through. In a side pocket she came across a small red box.

My ring Sarah calmly said to herself. She opened up the box to find both her engagement ring and wedding ring. She placed the box back inside and held out both the rings in the palm of her hands. She clenched her hand around them and placed them against her chest. Hoping for a memory nothing came once again but frustration. Opening up her hands, she stared at them for what seemed like an eternity and questioned herself several times wherever to put them on or put them back in the box. Hearing the sound of hums and low whistling again, she guessed Chuck was back. Still with the rings in her hand, Chuck came through the door. Pizza box in hand he said…

'I got us some pizzas. Yours has no olives. I made sure of that'.

'You know I don't like olives then…' Sarah said.

'I noticed a few things in the years I have known you…..' Chuck began to stumble, noticing the rings in Sarah's hand. Sensing Chuck had noticed, Sarah look back to the rings and tried to find an answer. Rumbling at the bottom of her stomach, Sarah felt the sense of shyness, like she was caught staring at a boy she liked.

Coming up with an answer, Sarah said….

'I found these in the bag, you brought them with you.'

Placing the pizzas down Chuck walked over to her and pinched the rings from her hand.

'If you remembered I could place them back on your finger, if not…I wanted you to have them.'

Stopping Chuck putting the rings away, she took hold of his hand containing the rings.

'Chuck….' Sarah said holding out her wedding hand, waiting for Chuck to place them back on.

Emotionally charged, Chuck wasn't about to deny her and gently placed them back on.

'Looks good don't they' Chuck asked looking down at her wedding finger.

Not giving a response, Sarah smiled and looked at Chuck and placed a small kiss on his cheek.

Later that night…

Sarah disappeared into the bathroom and got ready for bed. Re-emerging from the bathroom she saw Chuck getting the sofa ready for a night's sleep. Hopping into the bed Sarah told Chuck…

'Don't be silly, you can sleep in this bed too.'

Looking over at Sarah Chuck replied anxiously.

'No, it's ok. You take the bed, I'll take the sofa. I don't want you to feel…' Chuck stopped mid-sentence.

'Chuck, that sofa doesn't look too comfy. I'm not about to let you sleep on a bumpy and lumpy sofa. It's ok.'

Biting his lip, Chuck glared over to the open space next to her. It does look better than the sofa and she did say it was ok….

Nervously, Chuck waltzed over to the bed and climbed in. Sensing Sarah unintentionally re-enacting the same moment in that motel room over 3yrs ago, he had hoped he would wake the next morning with his hands entwined in hers. But maybe that was too much of a stretch so he settled for just this. And this made him more than happy.

Fixing her hair and taking off her earrings Sarah was just about to snuggle in for the night before prompting herself back up.

'Chuck….have we been here before….?'

Leaning back up Chuck smiled before saying…

'So you were playing that moment from 3yrs ago'

'What' Sarah asked Chuck.

'Not here before, but in a very similar situation. I was going to be taken away from my home by the CIA, they were going to place me in a secure government facility. But you weren't going to allow that and you went rogue…you took me away so they couldn't find me or us. We stopped at a motel for the night and ended up in a room just like this….one double bed and a floor.'

Waiting for Chuck to carry on, she signalled for him to finish.

'I was already in the bed when you came from the bathroom, I was about to jump out to sleep on the floor but you told me not to. You said almost the same thing as you just did, but you were referring to the floor and it being dirty'.

Sarah looking away from Chuck, felt she had been here before. She felt like this had actually happened and she was right here, in that moment. Almost remembering the next morning when they woke, Sarah snapped from the memory and was embarrassed.

'Did we…?' Sarah asked, looking for any response Chuck would give to indicate that, that morning in the motel room was their first.

'No….no we didn't.

'But we nearly did.' Sarah guessed rightly.

Sarah felt the exact same emotions as she did that day, and for a second….she wasn't in this motel room she was physically in, but the one from 3yr ago.

'You remembered that day then?' Chuck cheerfully asked.

Nodding her head in agreement with Chuck, she snuggled back into a sleeping position and closed her eyes, not before saying…

'Goodnight Chuck'.

'Night Sarah'.

The next day and back on the road….Sarah being behind the wheel again.

'So Chuck, I went rogue. That's something I wouldn't have guessed in a million years, didn't know I had it in me.'

'That wasn't the only time. About a year after we met, Beckman and Director Graham wanted me to go underground for my own protection. You weren't pleased at this choice. Just before they were meant to take me away you showed up and you cried. That moment cemented the theories I had about you liking me too. Another agent was leading me away and you called me and said something to me. Something you had done many times before, I guessed you were about to disobey orders and pull out a gun on the agent leading me away.'

Sarah, hitting speeds of 80mph, saw nothing but that moment Chuck had just described, on a rooftop waiting for extraction.

Save you later Sarah said to herself, mouthing those 3 words.

Noticing Sarah's sudden demeanour asked if she was ok.

'Sarah…..are you ok. You look pretty blank right now'.

Blank was not the emotion she was feeling right now. Hammering down on the brake and losing slight control of the car, it began to spin. Chuck holding tightly onto the side, Sarah's mind hit over-drive and in an instant everything became clear. Every moment she had lived with Chuck…..Casey….Ellie…Devon and Morgan. It hit her like a bolt. The car shuddering and eventually came to a halt. Chuck rested his head into his lap and cradled his head.

'What the hell was that' Chuck asked in a high pitched tone.

With her hands still on the steering wheel, she looked over to Chuck and said…

'Save you later'.

Chuck's face dropped. Those words were exactly the same from that moment he was telling Sarah about.

'That's what I said Chuck. Save….you…later. I remember, Chuck I remember'.

'You remember that moment too. The prenup, the motel room and now that night. Sarah I was right, the beach triggered your memories…..they are coming back.'

'No Chuck…..they are back. I remember and not just that night. Everything Chuck'.

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