A/N: More Fluff. Mom's doing great, thanks for all those asking. Unbeta'd.

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck

"So you're okay?" Chuck asked Morgan.

"Yeah, it was just getting my stomach pumped from the mystery crisper" Morgan replied, lying in the bed, in his room. "I'm getting to stay overnight because there was a slight complication and now I'm hopping Anna might come to see me."

"Buddy, a complication meant you could of died," Chuck reminded him.

"Dude…ANNA."

"Right," Chuck said.

"Okay, he has to go," Ellie told Morgan. "I snuck him up here, but that's it."

"See ya, Buddy," Chuck told Morgan, hugging him gently. Morgan was already asleep. "That's kinda impressive." He and Ellie walked out of the room and headed toward the elevator.

"Hey, I just got paged," she said. "I gotta go, sorry Chuck." She looked at him. "Don't sneak back to his room, I'll check in on him later, okay?"

"Yes, ma'am," he said, watching her walk down the hallway. He turned toward the elevators and that's when he heard it.

"Are you lost, I'm in here," came the voice. Chuck looked around, not knowing where the voice came from. "Chuck, I'm in here."

Chuck took a few steps back the way he came and saw inside a room. A woman about his age was lying in the bed, looking a little out of it. "Uh, do I know you?"

"Duh, Sarah, your girlfriend," she said. "Get in here." Chuck looked around, saw no one, and decided to go in so she didn't get overly excited and possibly hurt herself. "It's about time you got here. Hold my hand."

Chuck looked at her chart, saw her name, grabbed a chair, scooted it beside the bed, and took her hand like she said. A soft smile came over her face. "Sarah, are you okay?"

"Hmmm?" she hummed, nearly out of it. "I'm fine. They got my appendix out, but I had a lot of infection so they said I need to stay the night. I know that's gonna ruin our date."

"It's okay," Chuck told her, looking up and seeing the morphine drip. He followed the line and saw it in her hand. "Are you hurting?" She nodded. "I'll be quiet so you can sleep."

"No, it soothes me when you talk to me," Sarah told him. "Mom will be here soon, she likes you, you know. She really wants me to marry you."

"She does?" Chuck asked, amused.

"Yep," Sarah replied. "Don't you want to marry me, Chuck?"

"Sarah, that's probably something we shouldn't talk about while you're on morphine, you might say something you don't mean and I don't want to hold you to it later."

"You can hold me anytime you want, curls," she murmured, a happy smile on her face. "I can't wait to run my hand through those said curls either." Chuck gave her a smile as she drifted off to sleep, content. Chuck sat there a few minutes when he heard a gasp.

Chuck looked up and saw an older woman there. "I'm so sorry, she called to me, insisted I was her boyfriend, and I came in here before she hurt herself. She's on morphine and that may be what's messing with her."

"Look at that smile on her face," the woman said. "I'm Emma, Sarah's mother." Chuck couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm sorry, she told me you were coming and you're crazy about me," Chuck told her. "All I can figure is she heard my sister, Ellie talking outside to me and that's how she got my name, I really am sorry."

"It's fine, thank you, Chuck," Emma said, looking down at his hand, still holding hers. "I think she likes that."

"Oh," he said, letting go of her hand, realizing what he had done. Sarah shifted and looked down at her empty hand. She frowned, looked up at Chuck, and then saw her mom.

"Hey, Mom," Sarah said.

"Hi, honey, how are you feeling?" Emma asked her.

"I was feeling fine, but Mr. No-PDA dropped my hand as soon as he saw you," Sarah replied, giving Chuck a grumpy look. "Will you please tell him that you like him and you know he makes me happy."

Emma grinned at her daughter and looked over at Chuck. "I think anyone can tell he makes you happy. But, dear, he has to go to work."

"No, we were going on a date tonight," Sarah said, confusion on her face.

"Yeah, but my friend Morgan, who I was seeing earlier, got sick and I need to go see everyone at the Buy More and tell him he's okay," Chuck told her.

"Fine," she said with a pout and puckered her lips. Chuck looked at Emma, horror on his face. Sarah rolled her eyes, and turned to Emma. "Will you please tell Chuck, my boyfriend that it's okay to kiss me in front of you?"

"I think he's concerned he might hurt you because of your surgery," Emma explained to Sarah.

"Well, it might, but it will hurt my heart more if he doesn't kiss me," Sarah replied.

Chuck blinked and looked at Emma. "I guess you better kiss her," she told him, mirth in her eyes.

He blinked again, and bent down to give Sarah a chaste kiss on the lips. Sarah was having none of it. She dropped her morphine pump, wrapped both arms around him, and kissed him soundly. Her tongue snaked her way into his mouth and the low moan that came from her made Chuck forget momentarily where they were. He pulled away quickly, once he remembered.

"A few more of those and I think I'll be healed," Sarah said happily. "Goodnight, Chuck," she said, as she closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Chuck turned to Emma. "I'm really sorry-"

"Thank you," Emma told him, giving him a hug. "She's had a bad go with the guys she has been dating and for a few moments, I got to see my happy daughter."

"Glad I could help," Chuck told her, shaking his head. "Bye."

"Good-bye, Chuck," Emma said, and watched him leave.

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It was a week later, Chuck found himself sitting at the Nerd Herd desk. He couldn't get her out of his mind, but he needed to. You didn't just fall for someone like that. You didn't fall in love over a kiss.

"Chuckster, you okay?" Morgan asked.

"No," Chuck replied. "I got to find her," Chuck said, standing up.

"Who?" Morgan asked her.

"Sarah, the woman from the hospital," Chuck told him. "I can't get her out of my mind."

"Blond, extremely good looking, about five foot ten and a half?" Morgan asked.

"Yeah…although that's a little specific," Chuck said. Morgan pointed and Chuck turned, seeing her standing in the doorway, beside the tape with measurements written on it. Chuck put his hand on the Nerd Herd desk and hopped over it. She saw him and walked toward him. They stopped, nearly nose to nose.

"Hi," she said, a unreadable look on her face. "I really need to kiss you."

"Okay," Chuck told her, and she did.

A/N: Fluff….it is good.