A/N - Thank you to everyone that responded to my question at the end of the previous chapter. It was unanimous for keeping a single story. This begins Arc II of the story and takes place between the Vancouver Olympics and the Sochi Games and will reveal how Chuck and Sarah will get to the Sochi games and just what they will be doing there. As always, thanks for reading and please let me know what you think. Warning More Chuck and Sarah intimacy. Where it is should be pretty obvious by the subtitle. Please skip if you don't want to read it.

Standard disclaimers apply. I don't own Chuck, etc.

Chapter 14

Wayfarer's Chapel, Rancho Palos Verdes, California, June 30, 2010

Sarah Lisa Walker looked absolutely radiant as she walked down the aisle of the glass chapel overlooking the Pacific Ocean on the arm of her father, Jack. She was wearing a white strapless mermaid style dress that accentuated every curve. Waiting for her at the end of the aisle was Charles Irving Bartowski wearing a black long tailed tuxedo along with his best man Morgan Grimes, Devon Woodcomb and Bryce Larkin. Sarah's maid of honor was Chuck's sister Ellie and her bridesmaids were Carina Miller and Zondra Rizzo. The chapel, being fairly small, was filled with friends and family and all enjoyed the simple traditional ceremony and beautiful music.

"And now, by the power vested in me by God and the State of California, I pronounce you husband and wife. Charles, you may kiss your bride," said the pastor. Beaming at his gorgeous wife, Chuck took Sarah into his arms and kissed her tenderly, before spinning her around into a dip and kissing her again.

Now standing together at the head of the chapel, the pastor announced, "I am now pleased to introduce to you for the first time, Charles and Sarah Bartowski."

The audience clapped and cheered as Chuck and Sarah walked down the aisle as husband and wife.

Honeymoon

After a festive reception with lots of good food, dancing, and champagne, Chuck and Sarah headed to LAX Airport after changing their clothes to board a flight to Tahiti. Morgan was kind enough to drive them to the airport. Since they could easily afford it, Chuck decided to splurge and fly first class as you only honeymoon once.

While waiting at the gate to board their flight, Sarah sat next to Chuck tapping her foot. Chuck said, "A little impatient, Mrs. Bartowski? We'll be boarding soon."

"I know Mr. Bartowski. It's just that this is our wedding night."

"We talked about this. We decided to go ahead and fly out tonight instead of waiting until tomorrow. It means a little delayed gratification."

Sarah raised an eyebrow. "Delayed gratification? Not on my wedding night."

"What do you have in mind, sweetheart? Or should I be afraid to ask?"

Sarah gave him a coy smile. "The mile high club. You and I are going to join the mile high club."

"What's that? Do you need a membership card or something to join?"

"Oh, you need something to join, alright."

"Huh?"

Sarah leaned close to her husband and whispered into his ear.

Chuck turned bright red and said "On an airplane? What if we get caught? I can see the headline now, 'Olympic gold medalists caught with their pants down on their flight to Tahiti.'"

Sarah smirked. "We're in first class, right?"

Chuck nodded.

"I looked at the brochure. We'll have privacy screens and I wasn't planning on wearing any pants when we go to bed on the plane."

Chuck gulped.

"I won't be wearing a bra, either. As a matter of fact, I'm not wearing one now."

Chuck's mouth dropped open. Sarah smirked.

"I'm expecting your hands to keep certain parts of my body warm. You are my husband now."

Chuck decided it was time to play along. "Since you're my wife, I'm expecting your hands to keep certain parts of my body warm too."

"Oh, I'm definitely going to keep a certain part of your body warm. But I won't always be using my hands."

Mercifully for Chuck, it was time to board the plane. Once seated, they were given flutes filled with champagne, slippers, eyeshades, ear plugs, pillows and blankets. Sarah snuggled up to Chuck while they waited for takeoff. The flight attendant stopped to check up on them before takeoff. Her name badge said Joyce.

"Do you have everything you need, Mr. and Mrs. Bartowski?"

Chuck put his arm around Sarah and smiled "I think we do."

Joyce smiled and nodded. "Are you on your honeymoon?"

They booth nodded.

Joyce nodded and winked. "I'll make sure you have your, shall we say….privacy. Enjoy… your flight." She headed back up to her station and got ready for takeoff. A couple of new members are going to be inducted into the mile high club tonight. She smiled inwardly at the thought remembering when she and her husband had joined 'the club' on their honeymoon.

After landing, the Bartowski's gathered their carryon items and headed to the exit of the plane with big smiles on their faces. They had 'joined the club' more than once during the long flight and were pretty well rested, considering. Joyce smiled at them as they came to where she was standing at the exit. "Did you enjoy…your flight?" she asked with a wink.

Sarah smirked. "Did we ever. Thanks for the…privacy."

Joyce smirked back. "My pleasure. Brought back fond memories for me."

After thanking Joyce again for a wonderful flight, Chuck and Sarah turned to go.

Joyce said "You're welcome. And welcome to the club."

Chuck had booked an over the water bungalow for them in both Tahiti and Bora Bora. One week in each location. Upon arriving at the thatch roofed bungalow in Tahiti, Chuck picked up Sarah and carried her across the threshold and set her on her feet. They looked around the room. It was perfect. A king sized bed was in the corner of the room with windows that looked out over the lagoon. A table and chairs was off to the left along with a small kitchen area completed with a well-stocked refrigerator. A large flat screen TV hung from the wall at the opposite side of the bed and a large dresser was underneath. The bathroom suite was near the kitchen area and featured as couples Jacuzzi tub and large shower. Stepping out to the balcony, they noticed a ladder down to the water. Floodlights illuminated the water at night, which made it perfect for some midnight skinny dipping.

"Chuck, it's perfect. I love it and I love you." She put her arms around him and pulled him down for a kiss that quickly became heated. Chuck pulled back a few inches after they broke for air.

"Shouldn't we unpack first, sweetheart?"

Sarah shrugged. "What for? I'm not planning on wearing anything at all for several days."

To illustrate her point, Sarah took one step back from Chuck and took the thin straps of the sundress she had put on before leaving the airplane and slipped them off her shoulders. The dress dropped to the floor of the balcony and Chuck discovered she wasn't wearing anything underneath the dress. Chuck gulped. She smiled at his reaction and stepped forward, capturing his lips on hers.

"I love you Sarah. How did I get so lucky to be married to the most beautiful woman in the world?"

"The same way I got so lucky to be married to the most handsome and wonderful man in the whole world." Would you like me to show you in a small way just how much I love you?"

Chuck gulped and simply nodded.

Sarah reached out and unbuttoned Chuck's Hawaiian style shirt and slid it off his shoulders and started to kiss his bare chest. She kissed her way down to his abdomen and squatted in front of him, unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning and unzipping his Bermuda shorts. Sarah slipped the shorts and boxers off her husband and she was pleased to see that he was now naked in front of her and fully erect. She took him in her hand and started kissing him and licking him before she took him in her mouth. Chuck groaned with pleasure and he stroked her hair. Sarah looked up at him and smiled as she loved to please her man. After several minutes , Chuck started to breathe faster and faster as Sarah kept pleasuring him until he climaxed, filling her mouth. Sarah smiled and said, 'Mmmmmm. You taste so good."

Chuck could only sigh and said, "Wow, Sarah. That was fantastic. It's your turn now."

Chuck picked up Sarah and sat her on the rail of the balcony, which was about five feet above the water. He kissed her on the lips and quickly worked his way down to her breasts and then to her belly button. He played with her belly button with the tip of his tongue, causing Sarah to giggle. While doing so, he ran his hands over her legs and then when he got to her knees, pushed them wide apart so he would have complete access to her center. He then left her belly button and worked his way south, and thoroughly explored her sensitive spot with his tongue quickly bringing her to a climax. "Oooh, Chuck. How do you do that? It's fantastic."

He looked up at her and gave her a devilish grin before going back in and bringing her to another even more intense climax. As Sarah was sitting there panting, catching her breath, Chuck kissed his way back up to her lips and then whispered into her ear. "I think my wife is a little warm, don't you?"

Sarah looked questioningly at him and nodded. Chuck said, "So am I." He climbed up on the railing and sat next to her. After looking down at the water to make sure the coast was clear, Chuck put his arm around his wife and said, "Hold your breath." He leaned back and kicked his legs out, kicking Sarah's out with his and they fell backward into the water, making a big splash. After coming up spluttering, Sarah splashed Chuck and started laughing. They played around in the water together, splashing and laughing. After they swam to the ladder Chuck invited Sarah to go first. "Why do you want me to go first?"

"I'm a gentleman and I was raised that ladies go first."

Sarah started climbing the ladder as Chuck looked up at her. "Somehow I don't think that's the real reason you wanted me to go first."

Chuck smirked. "You got me. I'm just a love crazed husband who likes to stare at my wife's perfect ass."

Sarah smiled down at him as she climbed a little higher and gave her ass a little wiggle for his benefit. "My husband can stare at my ass as much as he wants. I just hope it also comes with a lot of touching and massaging as well."

After they reached the top of the ladder, Chuck pulled his wife close to him and captured her lips with his. He reached behind her and started massaging her perfect ass with his hands. "You mean like this?

"Hmm Hmm." Sarah reached around and started massaging Chuck's behind. "Yours isn't too bad either."

Chuck raised an eyebrow. "Yours is perfect and mine's only not too bad?"

Sarah chuckled and smirked. "It's perfect as well, my handsome husband. I was just comparing."

"Comparing to what?"

Sarah kept her left hand on Chuck's ass and moved her right hand to his front and grabbed his now fully erect manhood. "Compared to this."

Chuck just gulped, loudly.

She went up on her tip toes, kissed him on the lips and then whispered in his ear.

"I think it's time we tried out the bed, don't you?"

Chuck didn't need to be asked twice. He picked up his wife and carried her to the bed where they spent the next several hours showing each other just how much they were loved by the other.

After two blissful weeks in Tahiti and Bora Bora, Chuck and Sarah reluctantly boarded their flight back to Los Angeles. Their time was spent enjoying the sun, the water, the sand and lots and lots of sex as was fitting of honeymooners. During the few times they decided to leave their room, Chuck and Sarah discovered that they really enjoyed snorkeling and surfing. It's a good thing they found a very secluded beach for surfing as Sarah had frequent wardrobe malfunctions trying to surf while wearing a string bikini that was little more than strings. Chuck however, enjoyed the show but had trouble staying on his board with all the distractions. The only worry they had was sunburn. Fortunately they brought a VERY large bottle with them and Chuck enjoyed making sure that Sarah was given frequent applications of the lotion as she worked hard to not have any tan lines without getting burned. Sarah took care of Chuck in the same manner.

After taking their seats, they heard a psssst coming from the seat behind them. It was Joyce, the flight attendant. "Mr. and Mrs. Bartowski, how are you?" Sarah responded "We're great, just sad that it's all over and back to the real world. Please call me Sarah and my husband is Chuck."

Joyce smiled back and said "Thank you Sarah. I'd like to introduce you to my husband Mark Nelson. Mark, this is Chuck and Sarah Bartowski. They are on their honeymoon."

Mark stuck out his hand and shook Sarah's and then Chuck's hands. "Pleased to meet you. Wait…..Are you the same Chuck Bartowski that was on the Olympic Hockey Team?"

Chuck smiled and said, "Guilty as charged."

"That means," looking at Sarah, "that you must be Sarah Walker, the gold medal winning figure skater."

"Also guilty as charged, but it's Bartowski now."

Mark nodded. "Right. Sorry. I was just trying to confirm my suspicions."

"No problem. We've only been married two weeks, so I'm known more under my maiden name right now. That'll change over time."

Sarah asked Joyce "It's nice to see you, but you're not working this flight? Are you on vacation?"

Joyce said "Yes, we decided to take a week off in Fiji. We got to fly back first class if we came back through Tahiti. We thought it would be worth it even though it takes longer."

"I'll say," said Mark. "A long flight with my beautiful wife in first class….." Mark drifted away with a dreamy look on his face.

Chuck smirked as he gave his wife the Bartowski eyebrow dance. "Better watch out Joyce, your husband has that 'mile high club' look."

Sarah smacked him on the arm.

Joyce chuckled. "Don't worry. We'll keep the noise level down probably better that you did on the flight over here."

Sarah teased, "Eavesdropping on the newlyweds were we, Joyce?"

Joyce teased back "The way you were moaning with pleasure I was afraid someone might think there was a cat on board."

"My husband really knows how to make me purr."

Mark and Chuck were getting a little embarrassed by the repartee going on between their ladies. "OK Joyce," said Mark. "You're starting to embarrass my friend Chuck here."

Joyce smirked. "Sorry Chuck, I was just having a little fun with your beautiful wife. I actually didn't hear anything. You were very discrete."

Chuck looked relieved.

Joyce added, "But with us sitting right behind you, it will be more of a challenge to be discrete."

"That may be so, Joyce, but I have a feeling you're going to be so busy yourself that you won't even know we're here."

Everyone chuckled at that.

The airplane had a smooth take-off and soon reached cruising altitude. The flight attendants passed out snacks and champagne to them and their fellow first class passengers.

"So what are you two doing now that the Olympics are over?" asked Mark.

Chuck answered, "Sarah is starting medical school at Stanford in a few weeks and I'm working on a computer game and helping my dad's computer company."

"Are you going to play anymore ice hockey? I remember now, you were injured pretty bad."

"I'm all healed up now. I'm hoping a team will want to invite me to training camp. We'll see."

"What kind of work are you in, Mark?

"I'm a business attorney. I help people with contracts, buy – sell agreements, incorporating, stuff like that."

"Do you look at employment contracts?"

"Sure, but mainly from the employer side. Why do you ask?"

"If I make an NHL team, I'll want someone to help me to make sure I have a fair contract."

"Don't you have an agent?"

"No. Not yet. Do you want to be my agent?"

Mark was genuinely surprised. "I'm flattered, Chuck, but I must be honest. I've never been someone's agent before. Don't you want someone more experienced?"

"What I want most is someone I can trust."

"But we just met a short while ago."

"Yes, but I know I can trust you."

"Why?"

"Simple. Sarah and I got to know Joyce a little on our flight over here and she showed us nothing but respect and treated us well. She obviously loves you very much and you obviously love her just as much. I've also noticed how well you treat your wife and look after her. I trust a man who treats his wife with the love and respect she deserves. You do just that."

Joyce looked over at her husband and just beamed. "He's right you know. Even after ten years of marriage I couldn't imagine feeling any more loved and cared for. You're the best husband a wife could ever ask for."

Mark's eyes moistened and said "I'm the lucky one. I love you Joyce." They leaned in and enjoyed a chaste kiss.

Sarah and Chuck looked at each other and smiled. "It's so nice to see a happily married couple. Do you have any children?

"Two. Mark Jr. who's seven and Christine who is five. Would you like to see a picture?"

Chuck and Sarah nodded. Their children were adorable.

Chuck said "Not that I'm concerned about this in any way, but I hope we are as happy as you two after ten years of marriage."

Mark and Joyce spoke up in unison. "Oh you will be. Even more so. I have no doubt."

Mark asked Sarah "How would you feel about me becoming Chuck's agent?"

Sarah smiled. "Chuck's right. You do know how to respect women. If he wants you as his agent, then so do I."

Mark smiled and looked at Joyce. "What do you think, honey?"

Joyce happily nodded. "Go for it. Hopefully he'll get an invite from the Ducks as they're your favorite team."

Mark stuck out his hand and offered it to Chuck. "I believe we have a deal, sir."

Chuck shook his hand and said, "Yes we do. Thanks."

Mark took out his wallet and pulled out a business card. He wrote a few numbers on the back and handed it to Chuck. Here's my card. I wrote my cell phone number on the back along with Joyce's and our home phone."

Chuck took the card and looked at it. "Your office is in Newport Beach. Nice area. We just moved to Palo Alto to be close to Stanford for Sarah's medical school. I can write computer code from anywhere. Fortunately we found an ice skating rink not too far away. Sarah likes to keep skating to stay in shape and I keep working on my hockey skills almost every day. Don't tell anyone, but I'll don some figure skates and skate with Sarah for fun. I can even do a double axel now and a triple toe loop."

Sarah laughed. "Yeah, he thinks he can be a Doug Dorsey from the Cutting Edge."

Mark and Joyce laughed. "We saw that movie. It was pretty good. Although Sarah, you aren't anything like Kate Mosely. You're too nice."

"Thanks."

Joyce asked "Do you let Chuck lift you over his head, Sarah?"

"Of course. Chuck is an excellent skater and a lot taller and stronger than Bryce. It's fun and a little scary at the same time being that high off the ice. We've done a few throw jumps too and Chuck throws me a lot higher and farther than Bryce. I wasn't used to it so I landed on my ass a few times at the beginning. We're doing pretty well now."

"Do you think you could be good enough to compete?"

Sarah said, "I'm sure of it if we practiced enough. We just do it for fun. I'm concentrating on medical school and Chuck wants a shot at playing in the NHL. So the chances of us figure skating competitively is basically slim or none."

"Well," said Joyce. "You never know."

"Yeah, you never know."

Sarah rummaged through her purse and found a postcard. She borrowed Mark's pen and wrote some numbers on it.

"Here is a postcard we've been giving our friends and families with our new address in Palo Alto. I wrote our cell phones and home phones on the back."

Joyce took the card and looked at the address. "I went to Cal Berkeley and have visited Stanford many times. This is a nice area within walking distance of the campus."

Chuck said, "We bought a townhome there so Sarah was close enough to walk to school and it had an extra bedroom that we use as an office where Sarah can study and I can write code."

Sarah laughed and said "It works great unless Chuck has too much of his 'thinking juice' without eating. We added a microwave to the room so I can keep him fed."

"Thinking juice?"

"Chuck likes to have a little chardonnay while in a coding session after he started at Harvard. He used to be a famous hacker, the Piranha. Don't worry, he didn't rob anyone or steal government secrets. If he broke through someone's firewall, he would play a practical joke on them and close up the security breach. Piranha would post a message on an anonymous website how to delete the joke. It was pretty funny when he posted a "Go Cardinal" banner on the University of California webpage before their big game."

Joyce was impressed. "You did that? I remember when it happened. It must have been ten years ago. How old were you?"

"Twelve."

"He's a genius when it comes to computers. Chuck's dad is pretty good, too."

"Your dad was a hacker?"

"Not really. He does work for the government."

The spent the next hour sharing stories and talking about their families, becoming fast friends. The flight attendant announced that they were going to dim the lights for a few hours do passengers can get to sleep.

As they were situating their beds and closing the privacy screens, Joyce looked over at Sarah and said with a wink, "Get a good night's sleep. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

Sarah said back with a wink of her own, "I wouldn't dream of it."

Stanford University Medical Center August 2010

Sarah Bartowski walked hand in hand with her husband Chuck through the front door of the medical center and headed to the cafeteria. Chuck came to the medical center to have lunch with his beloved bride almost every day of the week and for an occasional inspection of the supply closet if they had time. It was coming up to their two month anniversary and Chuck was hoping Sarah would have time in her busy schedule to get away for the weekend. He also had a letter to show her.

After they got their food and sat down, Chuck asked

"Sweetheart, do you think it will be possible for you to get away for the weekend next week?

Sarah took Chuck's hand and gave it a squeeze. "I'd love nothing more than to go away with you for the weekend, but next week won't work. I have exams the following week and I won't be able to give the man that I love the undivided attention he deserves."

Chuck looked down, disappointed. Sarah lifted his chin with her hand and kissed him gently on the lips. "I do have good news, though. I will get Labor Day Weekend off. Maybe we can go to Lake Tahoe or something."

Chuck's face instantly brightened. "Really?"

"Really."

"I can hardly wait. I'll look into some places where we can stay."

Sarah smiled, glad to see her beloved Chuck look so happy. "I'll look forward to seeing what you find."

Chuck looked pensive for a moment. Sarah asked, "What is it, sweetie? She took a bite of her chicken salad.

"I received a letter." Sarah raised an eyebrow.

"From who?"

Chuck pulled it out of his jacket pocket and handed it to her. It was unopened.

Sarah examined the envelope. There was an Anaheim Ducks logo on the return address and it was addressed to Mr. Charles Bartowski. "Why haven't you opened it? Don't you want to know what it says?"

"I'm afraid to, Sarah."

"What are you afraid of? You know you have my full support no matter what happens with the NHL."

"I know sweetheart. What if it's an invitation to try out for the team?"

"Isn't that what you want?"

"Yes. But what if it's just an invitation to buy season tickets?"

Sarah chuckled. I married a nerd. "You're funny sweetheart. I've seen invitations to buy season seats and they don't look anything like that. Go ahead and open it."

Chuck took a sip of his coke. "You do it."

Sarah raised an eyebrow. "You open it and I'll read it to you."

"OK, honey." Chuck opened the seal and handed the letter to his wife.

She removed the letter and began to read:

Dear Mr. Bartowski:

We are pleased to inform you that our coaching staff invites you to attend the Anahiem Ducks training camp as a non-roster player with the opportunity to make the team. Camp will begin with physicals on September 10, 2010 and practice begins on the following day.

Please respond with your decision to accept or decline this invitation by August 28, 2010. An envelope is enclosed for your convenience.

Signed,

Randy Carlyle, Head Coach

Sarah got up and walked around the table and gave her husband a hug and a kiss. "Congratulations sweetie. You're getting a chance to play in the NHL."

Chuck smiled and looked pensively back at her after she sat down. He took a bite of his cheeseburger and chewed slowly.

Sarah looked at him and said "What's the matter? Aren't you excited?"

"Yes, I am. But it also means that we are going to be apart for long stretches of time."

Sarah picked up his hand and in hers and kissed his wedding ring. "It will be difficult for both of us. Just remember that I love you and am completely committed to you. For a while, we'll just look forward to when we are together. Besides, the Sharks and the Ducks are in the same division and Anaheim is only an hour flight from here. We'll just need to do a little more travelling."

Chuck finally relaxed and smiled. "I love you too and am totally committed to you, Mrs. Bartowski. We'll make it work."

Chuck thought for a moment. "Aren't you worried about my eye?"

"The doctors say that your vision has returned to normal and they have made some special goggles for you to give you added protection. Yes, if you get hit in the wrong place, it could cause you problems again, but it really is no greater risk than just playing. Besides, I'm going to become the world's foremost eye surgeon and if you do get hurt again, I'll just fix it."

That got Chuck to give her a genuine laugh. Sarah reached out and grabbed his knee. "Now that's much better." She looked at her watch and raised an eyebrow. I've got thirty minutes left. Care to join me in the supply closet?"