Hey. The reason I'm not showing Chuck's cybersecurity plans for Carmichael Industries right now and instead I'm just brushing them off without talking about them is because I don't intend to have Chuck take up that line of work in this fiction (and plus, irl, cybersecurity in my opinion sounds like the most boring job that I have ever heard so I have zero interest in typing up a story with that line of work as the primary focus as it would probably bore me to death in typing it all out). I'm probably going to need to create an OC character very shortly to get the team rolling on spy missions again.
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All Roads Lead Back Home
Chapter Eight
Six days since the beach
After eating late night dinner together after Sarah's consultation last night, Chuck and Sarah had quickly departed for separate sleeping arrangements as they both began to feel exhausted after a very busy day. However, whilst Sarah and Chuck did indeed sleep alone again last night, Sarah had slept much better alone because she had tonight's plans consisting of a date together with him replaying on her mind, which had allowed her to quite easily drift off to sleep. It had taken Sarah less than a second to respond to Chuck's invitation once he had stopped cutely rambling. And if tonight's date is successful, as she hopes and desires it to be, then it is pretty safe to say that they will never be sleeping alone again, nor on a sofa for that matter. No, if tonight's date is successful, then Sarah is prepared to consummate their rekindling relationship this very same day. Which is entirely different to the last time they became official of course, because in Chuck's story to her at the beach, he had explained that they had pined for each other for several years before they were able to have each other. Well there's no longer any CIA and she is no longer his handler.
A smirk forms on her face on thinking about potential intimacy with Chuck tonight. And to state that she has just flew out of bed with a spring in her step would be an understatement.
We didn't really talk about the date at all last night because of how tired we both were. What will I wear? And where should we go together? I am looking forward to tonight more than I ever have any night before.
On departing the main bedroom, Sarah heads to the bathroom first to freshen herself up. On finishing her routine, she then departs the bathroom and makes for the kitchen.
She takes a few short steps towards her destination until she can now see Chuck in her view. He's standing in the kitchen and he has his back turned. She opens her mouth to greet him but she stops short on noting a handheld phone receiver in his hand that is raised up to his ear. She pauses, as she enters contemplation and she begins to wonder who he is speaking to. She doesn't have to wait long to get the answer to that question, as she then hears him begin to speak.
"I'm doing good, El. Truly. Please don't worry about me. I'm big and ugly enough to look after myself, heh," she hears him joke and she immediately laughs a suppressed chuckle on hearing his words as a vibrant smile lights up her face on hearing her husband's humour. Even though he is probably going through one of the worst possible moments in his life, he still has his humour. And Sarah has to admit, she likes that A LOT!
I'd better make myself known to him just in case he turns around and thinks that I'm eavesdropping on him.
Raising her hand up to her mouth, she proceeds to cough innocently. The action immediately does its intended trick and she watches fondly as Chuck seems to jump out of his skin causing her to emit another suppressed chuckle and she watches as he turns to look at her. On them making eye contact, he grins at her and she watches as he then raises his free hand up and he points his index finger at her, obviously implying that he will be available to talk to her in one minute. She smiles at him in response, before mouthing, "ok," and she watches as he nods his head.
"I'd better go now, El. Sarah is awake and I'd very much like to talk to her," he then says as he stares right into her eyes as he says it.
I'd very much like to talk to you too, Chuck
"Yeah, I'll tell her she is very much in your thoughts," he pauses, and Sarah and Chuck share another warm smile before he continues, "Ok, sis, I love you all and pass on my love. Ok, bye," she then watches as he ends the call and he averts his glance slightly to place down the handheld device before glancing back at her and he grins widely once more.
"Chuck, you didn't have to rush the conversation. I just didn't want to sneak on you and not alert you to my presence," she says sincerely.
"Sarah, you're not sneaking. I'm completely comfortable speaking to anybody infront of you. It's not like I'm going to say you have kidnapped me and you are holding me to ransom and you are abusing me, heh," he jokes as he begins to chuckle, causing Sarah to join him in the action.
"Har, har!" she then replies sarcastically. "I take your point though, Chuck."
He nods his head and they smile warmly at each other once more. "She was asking about you, by the way," he informs her and she nods her head.
"I heard. But I only feel able to deal with one problem at a time right now. I'm focusing all of my efforts to get to know you again, Chuck. It's even still a shock to me that my Mom and Molly are back in my life," she admits with a faint smile and he nods his head as she watches as a sympathetic smile forms on his face.
"We all get it, Sarah. And they'll all be there waiting for you as soon as you decide you feel comfortable enough to share your life again with them," he responds in a sincere tone and she nods and smiles warmly at him once more.
"Thank you for being so understanding," she says softly.
She watches him chuckle slightly before he responds, "It's my job, heh," he pauses, as he raises his hand once more, only this time he shows her his ring finger, which contains his wedding band "hello, husband."
She snickers briefly, before reverting to a smile. "I guess I should thank you then, for looking out for me," she says flirtatiously.
"I'll always look out for you, Sarah," he declares lovingly causing an adoring smile to form and she gazes affectionately at him.
"I'll hold you to that," she then says.
"Please do, heh" he says softly and they gaze lovingly and smile at each other once more. "Oh, by the way, I made sure to get up before you today, to avoid a repeat of yesterday."
Sarah's lips crease in sadness on hearing his admission.
"I'm sorry about that, Chuck. It was just me being on edge with you being on eggshells around me since I got back," she admits.
She watches him then nod his head in agreement before responding, "Well, there will be no more eggshells from me starting from last night. I promise."
She smiles once more. "Good."
"Breakfast?" he then asks and she furiously nods her head.
"Yes please," she states with a wide smile.
"Then take a seat and I'll bring it to you," he replies.
Sarah instantly becomes slightly fidgety, as she starts to protest being waited on, "Chuck..."
He interrupts her. "Nope. Sarah, this is all part of me doing more like I said and agreed to last night. So sit yourself down, relax and let me finish making breakfast for my lovely wife. I won't take no for an answer."
A huge smile forms once more on hearing his response.
I married a good one.
"Well when you put it like that, Chuck Bartowski, then what can I say?" she replies flirtatiously with a smile and he grins at her.
Sarah then moves into their dining area to sit down as instructed and Chuck appears a few minutes later armed with pancakes and orange juice.
They spend the next few minutes eating breakfast together whilst occasionally glancing at each other and giving each other warm smiles.
Sarah then interrupts the brief silence between the two of them. "Chuck, remember when you said in your note a few days ago that I wouldn't be missing out on much over breakfast?" she asks.
She watches him then nod his head. "You hate it, don't you?"
She shakes her head no, before responding, "No Chuck, I loved them. Breakfast was really nice, thank you."
She watches her husband grin at her before responding, "You're welcome."
They then enter a brief relaxing silence once more before Chuck interrupts the silence once more, "Uhm, Sarah?" he pauses until they gaze at each other.
"Yes, Chuck?" she asks on meeting his eyes with her own once more.
"Do you think we should call your Mom? I think she should know how you got on last night," he states
She smiles at him again. "I agree, Chuck. I wanted to do it last night but it was too late," she admits.
He nods. "Yeah it was," he then agrees.
"In fact, we're going to do it right now together," she then declares.
"Sarah, are you sure I mean," he attempts to protest.
She interrupts him, "Chuck, she's your family, remember. What did you say about eggshells earlier?"
"Right, right! Yeah, sorry," he concedes.
"Then let's do it right now," she says as she then stands up, quickly followed by Chuck and they move into their kitchen. On arriving at her destination of the phone, she pauses, as she doesn't know her mom's number.
"Um, where do we keep her number?" she asks sweetly and he chuckles lovingly on hearing her question.
"We have it stored as a contact on the handheld. Or we can just use one of our mobiles where we have her contacts anyway if you wish," he responds.
Sarah shakes her head. "It's fine. I'll find it. I need to learn how to use this thing again anyway," she says as the then proceeds to navigate the phonebook and sure enough finds her mothers name.
"What's the hands-free like?" she then enquires.
"It's great. I picked out the best one. I bet you're glad you married a nerd now, huh?" he jokes with a chuckle and she smirks in response.
Sarah then glances at Chuck a final time, before hitting call.
Sarah and Chuck then stand in wait in pause, before the call connects on the speaker of the handheld device and Sarah hears her mother speak into the receiver.
"Hi,"
"Hey, Mom. I'm with Chuck now, we have you on speaker. Are you ok to talk with us for a while?" she asks.
"Hi darlings. Yes, it's absolutely fine, I'm so glad you both called. I've not spoken to either of you for a few days and I've missed you both dearly, as has Molly," Emma responds causing Chuck and Sarah to fill up with love on hearing their mother's words.
"Hi Emma, we've missed you too," Chuck declares and he glances at Sarah and they both smile.
"How are you both doing?" Emma responds.
Sarah watches as Chuck nods at her from where they are stood close together in their kitchen as he then mouths, "you can answer."
Sarah nods her head before responding, "We're great, Mom. Right, Chuck?"
She watches as he smiles adoringly at her.
"Yeah, things are going great! I'm so happy to have her back with me," he declares and he stares into her eyes as he spoke out the words.
Sarah gives him a loving smile of her own before moving her hand to affectionately touch his shoulder for a brief moment before declaring, "And I'm happy to be back."
"You don't know how happy I am to hear that," Emma states emotionally causing yet more joyful smiles from the husband and wife on hearing their mother and mother-in-law's words to them both.
"We're heading out somewhere tonight, Mom," Sarah then informs her mother.
"Oh, are you both heading somewhere nice?" Emma asks inquisitively.
Sarah pauses to look at Chuck for a brief moment before replying, " We haven't talked about it yet. We'll probably talk about it after this call?"
She then watches as Chuck nods his head and they smile at each other again.
"I have a few ideas," Chuck then says and Sarah watches as he dances his eyebrows at her causing her to smirk.
"I mean this from the deepest corner of my heart: go out and enjoy yourselves," Emma replies passionately.
"Thanks, Mom," Sarah replies as she continues to gaze at Chuck who is continuing to gaze right back at her.
"Thanks, Emma," Chuck responds then pauses for the briefest of moments. "How have you been?" he then asks.
There's a brief pause, causing Chuck and Sarah to become a little anxious.
"Not good. I've been worrying about you both," Emma admits causing instant sadness to light up the faces of Chuck and Sarah.
"Mom," Sarah then protests her mother's words.
"Oh, Emma, please don't do that. We'll be fine, honestly," Chuck then says reassuringly and Sarah nods her head.
"We will. Besides, Mom, I have a bit of good news," Sarah pauses to allow her mom to digest the revelation, "I had an appointment with a neurologist last night. Chuck came with me. We wanted to call you last night but we got back too late."
On Sarah finishing speaking momentarily, she continues to gaze at Chuck while they both continue to talk to their mother.
"It's absolutely fine. I did put Molly to bed early and then I had an early night myself," Emma pauses briefly to allow Chuck and Sarah to digest her words before continuing, "So, what's the good news?"
"Well, the consultant told me that there is no damage at all to my nervous system. But because of the nature of my job, I couldn't disclose to him what caused my memory loss. But he thinks that because there's no damage, my memory has just been suppressed not erased and there's a very real chance of me making a significant recovery," Sarah admits with a loving smile aimed for Chuck who gives her one right back and they move to hold hands to revel once more in the good news they had been given the previous night for a short moment.
On removing their hands from each other, Chuck and Sarah hadn't received a response from Emma who has gone silent and Sarah glances at Chuck once more with a look of confusion and he has the same expressions. He then mouths to her, "Is she ok?"
"Mom, are you still here? Are you ok?" Sarah asks immediately on receiving the cue from Chuck.
"I'm sorry," Emma responds emotionally and Chuck and Sarah both turn upset on their mother suffering right now.
"Mom, don't cry," Sarah responds soft and emotionally.
"Yeah, please don't," Chuck cuts in in a similar tone with similar distressed facial expressions of her own.
"I'm just so elated by the good news you both got," Emma declares causing smiles to return to the husband and wife once more.
"So are we, Mom," Sarah then replies as she continues to stare into Chuck's eyes.
"How's Molly?" Chuck then asks in an attempt to perk up his mother-in-law's mood.
"She really good. She misses you both," Emma declares.
"You'll have to come and visit us both really soon, Mom," Sarah responds and she watches as Chuck furiously nods his head and grins at her.
"We would love that. Actually, if you still have enough time, I'll go and fetch her and you can tell her the news yourselves?" Emma asks.
"Sure, my schedule is wide open today," Chuck responds.
Sarah nods her head on hearing Chuck's response. "Mine too," she then says.
"Ok, great. I'll put you on hold now," Emma responds before the call is then paused.
On the call being put on hold, Chuck and Sarah continue to stand stationary as they gaze at each other with loving facial expressions and they stand in pause until they begin to hear activity again less than a minute later.
"Ok, here she is," Emma says before the young married couple start to hear all kinds of interference as Emma is likely passing the phone over to her daughter.
"Chuck! Sarah!" Molly screeches into the phone causing instant loving chuckles from Sarah and Chuck.
"Hi, Molly," Sarah says affectionately.
"Hi Molly," Chuck replies in the same tone.
"We was just telling Mom that you can visit us again soon. If you want?" Sarah asks.
"Yay!" Molly screeches excitedly causing a continued look of happiness to remain present for the married couple. "Will Morgan be there too?"
Sarah then gazes at Chuck once more and he looks at her in an inquisitive way and she nods her head affirmatively.
"If you want him to," Chuck then responds on receiving confirmation from Sarah.
"I do! Thank you!" Molly replies excitedly.
"So what are you doing today, Molly?" Chuck asks and Sarah remains in joyful silence as she awaits the response to Chuck's question.
"Getting ready for school!" Molly declares enthusiastically.
"Oh that's nice. I miss school," Chuck declares.
I don't. I couldn't stand another moment longer with Dick Duffy or Heather Chandler
"We hope you enjoy it, Molly," Sarah then adds in.
"Thank you," Molly replies affectionately.
Sarah then begins to hear interference in the conversation before she hears her mother speaking once more.
"It's getting late now. We'll have to let you both go or we'll be late," Emma declares.
"But Mom, I want to talk to Chuck and Sarah!" Sarah hears her adopted sister protest in the background.
"Molly, listen to your mother, ok? We'll talk to you again in a few days and we'll see you in about..." Chuck pauses, as he glances at Sarah to allow her to finish his response.
"A week. We'll have you over in a week. Ok?" she says warmly.
"Ok," Molly agrees.
"Goodbye then, Molly. We both love you," Chuck declares and Sarah looks at Chuck to smile adoringly at him once more.
"Yes we do, Molly," Sarah says affectionately.
"Goodbye!" Molly says and Sarah once more hears interference before she hears the sound of her mother's voice once more.
"Goodbye darlings. I love you both so, so much and please enjoy your night together."
"Thank you, we will," Chuck replies affectionately.
"Thanks, Mom, we love you too. Bye, Mom," Sarah responds.
"Bye," Emma replies a final time, before disconnecting the call.
On the call disconnecting, Sarah gazes at Chuck once more and they smile adoringly at each other for a long moment before Chuck states, "That was nice."
Sarah nods her head in agreement before admitting, "Yeah, it was."
"Now for our chat about our own plans?" He then asks.
She nods her head once more, before replying, "I thought you'd never ask."
He then grins at her, before responding, "Ok, bear with me a moment while I used the bathroom, heh,"
"Take your time," she replies with a warm smile which he returns before he then departs for the bathroom.
Sarah waits until Chuck enters the bathroom before she follows after him until entering their bedroom...
A few minutes later…
Sarah is paused inside the master bedroom of their apartment as she continues to accustom herself to her properties that she possesses inside of this apartment and she is gathering laundry needed to be done when she hears the door to the bathroom open.
Immediately dropping her present task, she glances out into the hallway and she watches her husband almost walk past her before she calls, "I'm in here."
She watches him pause, before turning to face her and they smile warmly at each other once more.
"Oh," he says softly on meeting her glance.
"Change of scenery," she quips back with a loving smile.
"Cool," he laughs back.
They then move to take a seat on their bed together, and they enter into a moment of awkward silence as neither know how to begin the conversation which will be about plans for their forthcoming fourth first date. After a moment of pause and gazing at each other, they both go to speak at the same time.
"You're going first today," she says to him and they begin to chuckle together.
"Fair enough. You went first last night so it's only fair that I do today," he replies and she furiously nods her head in agreement with a wide smile.
"Sarah, it's so hard to accommodate your memory loss..." he pauses. "What I mean is, my mind is drawing up blanks on where we should go tonight. I've been thinking about it for hours and even in bed last night. I have never tried to date somebody I'm married to before."
"Neither have I, Chuck. It's a first for me too but like you said yesterday, we're unconventional, so we'll make it work," she replies with a wide smile which he returns.
"I don't doubt it. But Sarah, is there somewhere you'd like to go or are you happy for me to choose a place and surprise you with it this evening?" he asks.
She pauses to contemplate his question for a moment, before asking, "What did we do on our first date?"
"Our first real date?" he asks.
She nods. "Yep."
"We went to some kind of Chinese place. The food was out of this world," he declares with a loving grin.
A smile forms on her face before she responds, "Then that's where I want to go tonight."
She watches as he coughs and gets a little flustered. "Sarah are you sure…" he says hesitantly. "I mean, we have money now and that place was a Morgan recommendation when that was all I could really afford as times were a little tough back then, heh."
She responds instantly. "Chuck, if it was good enough for me back then, then it is now. I'm not used to this newfound wealth, remember?"
She watches as he contemplates her words for a brief moment. "Yeah, that's true I guess," he concedes.
Sarah then moves to stand up. "So, what was I wearing back then?" she asks as she walks away from their bed slightly in the direction of the wardrobe containing her outfits. She then gazes back at him and she watches him quirk his eyebrows in confusion to her question.
"You want to wear the same outfit?" he inquires.
"Chuck, I want my memories of you back. I will do anything to get them back. We have already established on our own and with my consultant's help that I can remember things if there is a trigger for me to remember them. So I want to be in that exact moment that we were in how long ago was it?" she inquires.
"About four years ago," he informs her.
"Well then I want things exactly how they were four years ago," she responds as she begins to open the wardrobe but pauses as he begins speaking to her once more.
"What, the same conversation as well?" he jokes with a chuckle causing Sarah to smirk and shake her head.
"No, that would be a little too creepy. That would just be reading from a script. We aren't acting out our lives again, we are starting new memories but with a hope of me regaining those old ones in addition to the new ones. So, back on topic. What dress was I wearing?" she asks as she now glances between her now opened wardrobe for outfits and back at Chuck occasionally and she watches as his eyes light up in lust.
"A stunningly beautiful purple one," he declares with a wide grin and she smirks approvingly at him.
"Was it that good?" she asks.
"Sarah, you were drop dead stunningly beautiful and I was and still am the luckiest guy on the planet," he declares and a radiant smile suddenly erupts on her face on hearing his compliment to her.
Sarah then also giggles approvingly on hearing her husband's words to her.
If you keep saying things like that to me, Chuck, then we won't need the date and I'll devour you right here and now.
Sarah then spends the next minute or two searching until finding a purple dress. She digs it out and she glances at Chuck who is staring intently at her and she then extends it out to show him it.
"So, was it this one? she asks him with a loving smile as her gaze shifts between the dress in her hand and Chuck.
"Yes, that one. I'm surprised you still have it actually," he responds.
A smile forms on her face before she responds, "Me too."
"You're really going to wear that same dress?" he then asks jokingly.
"Try and stop me," she retorts as she places the dress on the bed before moving to sit next to Chuck again.
"I wouldn't dream of it," he retorts.
"Good. I'd hate to hurt my date before we can actually have it together," she responds playfully.
"You wouldn't hurt me," he replies and she watches him dance his eyebrows at her causing her to smirk.
"If you try and stop me from wearing this I would," she responds flirtatiously.
"So what time do you want to go?" he then asks.
"Whenever you want, Chuck. My schedule is wide open," she responds whilst drawing out 'wide'
"About seven?" he then suggests.
She nods. "That sounds great," she admits.
"Are we driving tonight, or?" Chuck then asks.
She shakes her head no. "No, Chuck. I want to have a good time. I'm not a CIA agent any more and for the first time ever, I want to go out on a real date and drink as much as I want in the company of who I want. Sounds good?" she asks him with a loving smile and she watches a wide grin form on his face.
"Sounds perfect," he responds softly and Sarah beams him another loving smile.
There is then a brief silence as the husband and wife sit and revel in each others company for a short moment.
"I'll get ready in Morgan's tonight and then come back and we'll head out," Chuck says as he breaks the silence.
"Chuck, you don't have to," she responds sincerely.
"No, but we'll be tripping over each other while getting ready. It's probably easier for us if I get ready elsewhere and then we won't be in a panic."
She nods. "Yeah, you're probably right."
"I should probably go to work now, Sarah. I have a lot of plans for Carmichael Industries that need ironing out. I miss you as my partner," he declares with a faint smile.
"Chuck, we'll talk about all of those kind of things tonight on our date. Ok?" she asks with a warm smile.
He nods. "OK."
"I'll see you tonight then," Sarah replies as she stands up and Chuck joins her in the action.
"Looking forward to it," Chuck replies with a warm smile.
"Me too," Sarah replies as they move to embrace together inside their bedroom.
On parting from each others arms, Sarah says, "I'll show you out."
He nods as the husband and wife depart their bedroom and Sarah follows closely behind Chuck until they arrive at the door to their apartment as Chuck then quickly departs…
A short while later
Sarah is presently seated at the desk in the main bedroom of her and Chuck's home. She had just turned on the computer inside the room and she waits for it to load. On it loading, she opens the internet browser as she then contemplates for a long moment what she wants to search for, before settling on a decision as she starts to type 'If you have amnesia, do you lose your feelings?' into the search engine.
She pauses for a short moment, before she jabs her finger and she hits enter. On the search results returning, Sarah then begins to trawl through numerous articles in search of clarity for her present thoughts. It's not that Sarah does not trust the consultant's diagnosis given to her yesterday. Sarah would just like to see it before her own eyes, in her own time, in her own company.
She then becomes so occupied for the next forty minutes searching through numerous articles on a wide range of topics from memory loss to dementia to ways to cope with the impact of memory loss before finally feeling satisfied with the information she had learnt about her present health condition. The article that stood out most in her mind from the numerous that she had read through was an article detailing a study in which researchers showed that patients with Alzheimer's disease often still feel strong emotions to family members even though they can no longer remember them. The study also states that whilst patients might forget a joke or a meaningful conversation held, the warm feelings associated with the experience often stuck around and boosted the mood and happiness of the patient. The article also stated that a simple visit or phone call from family members might have a lingering positive influence on a patient's happiness even though the patient may quickly forget the visit or phone call. On the other hand, routine neglect from staff at nursing homes may leave the patient feeling sad, frustrated and lonely even though the patient can't remember why.
Feeling satisfied with her search, she closes down the computer when she is alerted to her mobile phone vibrating on the desk.
Moving her hand, she takes her phone into the palm of her hand as she begins to study the display of the device. A smile immediately seeps through her lips on reading the short text from Chuck. It reads: Can't wait for tonight ;)
She then swipes her thumb on the device to reply to him before typing out: Guess what? Me too ;)
On hitting send, she smiles at herself approvingly before she changes into her running wear before heading out to jog…
A few hours later
"Morgan, thanks for letting me do this," Chuck says on returning home from work as he stands together at the fountain outside his home with his best friend.
"No problem at all, Chuck. I'm just glad you took my advice. It's the first step to winning your wife back, Chuck."
Chuck nods his head. "You were right, buddy. I need to do more and show Sarah that I'm worth sticking around for," he admits.
Chuck watches as his best friend furiously nods his head in agreement before replying, "Yes, Chuck, you do."
"I'll be back in a short while. I'm just going to collect the things I need to get ready."
"Sounds good. Take your time. By the way, are you sure it's a good idea to return to the same place you went four years ago? That was my recommendation and whilst I will always recommend the food in that restaurant, Chuck, you both have the money right now to go to a five-star experience."
"Morgan, it's what she wants. And if it's good enough for her, then it's good enough for me," Chuck replies and Morgan nods his head in acceptance.
"See you soon then, Chuck," Morgan replies and Chuck nods his head before he walks in the direction of his home. On entering, he calls out, "Sarah?" as he proceeds to walk deeper into his home and glances around for his wife to no avail. He continues into the hallway and he calls out "Sarah, it's only me," once more only a little louder this time.
He then hears her shout, "Ok, Chuck. I'm in the bath!"
His eyes then fix onto the bathroom and the door is shut. He walks to it slightly before responding, "Am I ok to open the door? I won't look I just don't want us both to have to keep shouting through the closed door, heh," he asks.
"Yeah, that's fine!" she calls out to him once more.
Chuck then moves to open the bathroom door. On it opening slightly, he talks to her once more, "I won't be here long. I'm just going to grab some stuff and then I'm heading back over to Morgan's to change. Is seven still fine?" he asks softly.
"Yeah, seven is great, Chuck," she replies.
"Ok. I'll give you some privacy again now.
"Ok, she replies.
Chuck then closes the door once more. On closing it, he proceeds into the bedroom to collect his attire, his shaver, cologne and some aftershave balm.
On finishing, he does a final mental checknote to be sure he has everything. Feeling satisfied, he departs the room. On returning outside in the hallway, he calls out to Sarah once more.
"Ok, Sarah, I have everything I need. I'm going now. I'll see you at seven," he calls out softly to his wife.
"Ok!" she calls back out to him.
Chuck then departs his home to head to Morgan's to get himself ready for tonight's date…
Chuck had been gone about twenty minutes and Sarah has just finished bathing and is stood inside of her bathroom drying herself down. She has plenty of time to prepare for tonight's date and she wants everything to go perfect tonight. She had already shaven all over before taking her bath and she now moves to pick up moisturising cream before moving to apply it to her full body. On completing her task, she changes into a matching underwear set before feeling safe to depart the bathroom as she has the privacy of her own home without interruptions until Chuck returns to collect her. On departing the bathroom, she seeks to locate her hair dryer before spending the next few minutes blow drying her hair. On completing the task, she spends several more minutes straightening and laying out her hair. She pauses in thought for a long moment as she begins to wonder how he likes her hair. She wishes she could remember things about him and the things that he likes about her and what gets him going and aroused. She tries briefly to remember something, anything but nothing comes before she blocks it completely from her mind and she refuses to dwell on her health condition right now or else it may ruin her mood for tonight.
She then walks over to where all of her shoes are located and she takes a few minutes in contemplation over what to wear before opting with six inch stilettos. She then picks them up and places them next to the bed where her dress is located.
On completing her choice of shoes task, she returns to the bathroom as she begins to brush her teeth. On completing her latest task, she returns to the bedroom and she pauses as her eyes survey a drawer. She walks over to it again briefly, and she opens it to see if the contents are still inside. Her eyes glance onto a box of condoms, which she had purchased earlier in the day on returning from her run. She's not sure if intimacy will occur with Chuck inside of this bedroom tonight. But it's better being safe than sorry and if it is to occur then the last thing either of them need is an uncomfortable situation of not being able to locate any protection.
Returning to her task at hand, she glances at herself in the mirror which gives her the cue to root out her makeup bag. On locating it, she removes a blusher and starts to apply foundation sparingly to her cheeks. On completing the task and feeling comfortable enough that only a small amount had been applied, she takes out lipstick gloss and begins to apply it to herself. On completing it, she walks back over to the bed as she begins to survey tonight's dress.
"I hope it still fits me," she says aloud.
What will I wear if it no longer fits? Screw it, I'll decide that if and when...
Sarah then takes the dress into her hands, and she proceeds to climb herself into it. On fully fixing the dress in place, which is still a perfect fit after four years, she glances at herself in the mirror once more.
Wow, I can't believe this dress still fits me...
On completing her dress fitting, she walks over to the dresser table once more and she takes an Olympéa Paco Rabanne perfume bottle into her hand. She pauses momentarily, in fear of applying something to herself that she may no longer like. She decides to squirt a small sample onto her wrist and she then raises her wrist up to her nose to sniff the scent and by god, it's the most amazing perfume she has ever smelt in her life. What stands out most from the scent is a salted vanilla taste.
She pauses briefly before applying it to herself, and she moves to pick up the accompanying box so that she can study its information. The box details that in addition to the salted vanilla scent, it contains ginger lily, jasmine, mandarin, ambergris and sandalwood.
On finishing reading the box, she places it back into its spot and she picks up the perfume bottle once more before applying two squirts of the fragrance onto her person.
Sarah is now just about ready for tonight's date as she returns to the bed and she moves to sit down to put on her heels. On completion of the task, she stands up and she glances at herself one final time in the mirror, before departing the bedroom to head for the kitchen to pour herself a mini glass of wine to calm her pre date jitters...
A short while later
It is now 7pm and Sarah had just finished consuming the small glass of wine when the door to their apartment knocks.
She immediately departs the kitchen to answer the door as a sudden rush of anxiety hits her and she begins to panic for the briefest of moments just in case she has forgotten to do anything. Continuing to walk the final distance to the door, she convinces herself that she has done everything that she needed to do and a loving smile forms on her face before she raises her hand and opens the door to greet Chuck.
On the door opening, she pushes it open wide and she accompanies her loving smile with intimate eye contact as she begins to gaze at him for a short moment and he gazes right back at her.
She then quickly begins to take in his appearance for the briefest of seconds as she eyes him up and down. He is clean shaven and his hair is neat and smart. He's wearing a tailored Navy shirt with matching jeans and smart shoes. She can smell the scent of his cologne and she already knows it to be that of Dior Sauvage as she had encountered the bottle numerous times in their bedroom over the previous days. She hadn't smelt it before now however, and just like her own, the scent is out of this world.
"So, how do I look?" she asks him with a seductive smile just a few seconds after having opened the door to him.
She watches, as he glances her up and down as she begins to feel a sudden urge and overwhelming desire to please him, as if she is auditioning for a luxurious multi-million dollar modelling contact.
"Beautiful, deadly, gorgeous, perfect, irresistible," he declares causing Sarah's breath to catch at the sincerity of his compliments.
On taking an extended moment to register his compliment, an enormous smile forms on her face and she stares into his eyes and begins to eye him up.
Screw the date...
"You don't look so bad yourself," she responds.
"Please, I'm fantastic," he replies sarcastically to her.
"Yeah, you are..." she replies and as she does so, she feels another memory flash into the forefront of her mind as she zones out and begins to replay it in vivid detail.
~~~ Chuck and Sarah were seated at a restaurant together. Due to their intimate conversation, she has ascertained that they are out on a date.
"So our first date is a Morgan recommendation?" she asks.
"Wow, no faith in the little bearded man, ok. I think you should know he's always been supportive of our fake relationship. And he's never found it remotely unbelievable that a guy could could be dating an uh, you know," he responds.
"What?" she asks.
"You know, you," he responds.
"What about me?" she asks.
"You're really going to make it say it aren't you? Ok fine, a girl like you or more appropriately a woman like you. And a smart one at that, and not to mention cool and extremely beautiful. And you can stop me any time with the compliments if they're becoming, you know," he responds.
"No, that was uh, very sweet," she responds.
"Sweet, golly gee thanks for making me feel like I'm eight," he responds.
"Well you're not so bad yourself," she responds.
"Please, I'm fantastic," he responds.
"Yeah, you are," she replies. ~~~
"Sarah! Are you ok?" she hears him ask and she immediately snaps out of her dazed and confused state of mind and she focuses back to look at Chuck standing outside their home.
"Yeah. I just had another memory," she informs him with absolutely no doubt in her mind that what she just had was another memory as she can now recognise what is and isn't a memory as all of the previous ones that she had, had in recent days occurred exactly the same way as this one just did.
"Yeah. You kind of zoned out for a long moment there. I was getting worried" he responds and she watches as a huge smile forms.
"I think I just remembered our first date," she admits with a loving smile of her own.
"Heh, well it's too late to change or cancel it now," he responds with a chuckle and she continues to beam a loving smile at him.
"I wouldn't dream of it," she states.
"So are you ready? We can talk about the memory on the way," he replies.
She nods her head before responding, "Yes, Chuck, let's go."
They smile at each other once more as Sarah then steps out of the apartment and she closes it behind her…
A short while later
Chuck and Sarah have now arrived at the very same place that their first real date was held in four years ago.
"I'm getting so much deja vu being back here now," Chuck admits as he starts to chuckle.
She laughs before responding, "Me too, after the memory I just had."
He smiles lovingly at her before responding, "Sarah, that memory you just had was the biggest one you have had."
Hearing his response to her causes a titanic smile to form before responding, "I know."
"And to think that we agreed to come here and you wearing the same dress all to try and see if you could remember it only for you to remember it without us having to do anything, heh," he chuckles causing Sarah to do the exact same.
"Yeah," she responds.
"We could have gone somewhere better," he then states with a faint smile.
She responds instantly, "Chuck, it's fine. It's about the company, not the service. I'm not here to be waited on, I'm here for you," she states as she stares into his eyes with a loving smile which he returns.
"Me too. So have I told you how beautiful you are today?" he asks.
"I don't think so," she replies cute and innocently as she continues to stare intimately at him.
"Well Sarah, you're beautiful," he replies bluntly.
Sarah immediately blushes on feeling his deeply sincere compliment.
Chuck is definitely a record breaker. I don't think I've ever blushed on a date before.
"You know, I'm surprised this dress still fits me to be honest," she says nervously. Yes, Sarah Walker, nervous. Afraid of not pleasing the man infront of her tonight.
"What, are you serious?" he asks in bewilderment.
She smiles shyly and nods her head.
"Sarah, you're perfect. It will still fit you when you're sixty," he declares.
Hearing his latest compliment causes her to giggle sweetly in complete euphoria.
"I wish I could remember all of your compliments to me. That's what I want to remember most right now, Chuck," she admits.
"No problem. I'll just compliment you daily for the rest of our life," he declares with a loving smile.
"I can see why I fell for you," she says as she continues to stare into his eyes and she smiles adoringly...
A short while later
Chuck and Sarah have just finished ordering their food and so far, in Sarah's opinion, the date is going swimmingly. Chuck is the funniest, kindest, most passionate guy that she's ever met. Right now, she is feeling extremely lucky and blessed to be in his company. She's sure that if they weren't married, there would be an army of suitors waiting to get their claws into him. Which makes her feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Sarah, I understand that you can't rush back into that of a wife right now. But I just need you to know that I can't pretend to be your boyfriend," he admits.
Sarah moves to take his hand with her own from where they are seated. "Chuck, I don't expect that of you. We aren't getting divorced. I just need some time to come to terms with and to get over my health condition right now."
She then watches him move to place his free hand on top of her own. "Sarah, I completely understand. I need to come to terms with our situation myself and I don't want to rush either. We'll take it as slow as we both need to come to terms with what has happened to us both. Ok?" he asks.
She nods her head, as she smiles affectionately at him once more before responding, "Ok."
They then let go of each others hands and a short silence ensues until Chuck breaks it once more "So," he pauses until they make eye contact again "when you first got back, we agreed not to talk about our career plans together that night. And we haven't. But I think tonight is as good a time as any."
She nods at him, and gives him another loving smile before responding, "I agree, Chuck." as she then moves to take a sip of their wine that they had also ordered.
"So do you have any plans?" he enquires.
She smiles despondently at him and shakes her head slightly before responding, "As of now? Not really. I'm not sure what I'm going to do," she admits.
"What about Carmichael Industries? Do you want to come back and work with me? It's your company too," he responds.
"Chuck…" she pauses to build up the courage to open her heart to the man she married. "Being a spy was all I knew. And look where the spy life has got me. Brainwashed and suffering extreme amnesia, that's where. I have lost the best five years of my life, of that I have no doubt. I can remember so little about you nor our five perfect years." she pauses to fight back her emotions. She doesn't want to get upset tonight. Tonight is about rebuilding what Quinn took from them. Tonight is just about him and her and on successfully controlling her emotions, she continues, "you know, around the time I gave Molly to my Mom, I was strongly considering leaving the CIA anyway."
"Really?" he asks.
She nods and smiles lovingly at him once more. "Yeah, I was strongly considering it. Mom even told me I could stay with them and leave behind the spy life for good. I probably should have but then I would never have met you," she finishes and she moves to take hold of his hand once more and they smile at each other again whilst continuing to stare intimately at each other. Nothing else matters in this moment other than her and him.
"You wanted to leave the spy life anyway in recent months. Maybe its just your subconscious thought carrying it on kind of like the emotions and feelings that your consultant told you were still there or maybe it's both what has happened to us in conjunction with that."
"Maybe. Chuck, all I know is that I loathe and deeply resent the CIA for what it has done to you and to me."
"Sarah, I get why you don't want to spy anymore after what it has done to you,"
"And to you, Chuck," she interrupts.
He nods. "But what about Carmichael Industries? I miss my partner."
Sarah sighs. "But it's still spying, Chuck."
"Sarah, we was planning to shift Carmichael Industries into cyber security. It was your own idea. You decided you didn't want to be a spy and put yourself in danger any more. You wanted to settle down," he reveals.
"But you're still spying right now, correct?" she asks.
"Well right now we're defunct," he admits.
"But if you weren't?" she asks as she takes another sip of her wine.
He pauses briefly to cough before responding, "Then we would be, yeah," as he nods his head.
"Then Chuck, I can't come back. I'm sorry. Even if the company shifted to cyber security, you would still be doing some contract work for the CIA. I need to find myself again in ways other than spying," she states.
"Sarah, I won't force you into a decision. Not gonna do that. If you don't want to spy any more, it's your decision. I will support it because I love you," he declares and he reaches out to connect his hand with her own as she continues to gaze into his eyes and smiles invitingly at him.
"Then what about the support group your consultant mentioned?" he then asks her.
Sarah's body language immediately turns apprehensive on hearing his question. "Chuck... Group therapy ain't really my thing," she admits as she begins to laugh briefly.
He chuckles and nods his head before responding, "Sarah, I get it. I wouldn't want to either. But you don't have to talk, you can just sit in silence. I can even come with you and provide support for you," he states as he continues to take hold of her hand and Sarah stares intimately into the eyes of her soulmate.
On her not responding to him, he continues, "You might even find something that you can do there. If you don't want to return to Carmichael Industries. At least think about it and don't just outright dismiss it, ok?"
She nods and she smiles warmly at him before responding, "Ok," and they then separate their two hands that had been connected since Chuck had took her hand when expressing his love for her and they then take another mouthful of their drinks...
A short while later
Chuck and Sarah have now started to eat together.
"Wow, this food really is good," Sarah states as she takes a mouthful of food.
"Yeah it is, actually it's even better than the time before," he declares.
"So what's the one thing you wanted out of our first real date the last time we was here that didn't occur?" she asks him.
"We almost kissed," he laughs out to her and she smirks adoringly.
"What stopped us?" she inquires as she gazes into his eyes.
"We were surrounded by bad guys. It was when we thought my time as the intersect was coming to an end. A new one had been built and I was to be replaced so I could continue my normal life. I asked you out on the date and you accepted and we ended up right here. Only the final missing part of the intersect that I had recovered was stolen once more by a guy called Mr Colt who showed up here and attempted to apprehend us until Casey showed up in a Crown Vic and smashed through the window, heh."
On Chuck finishing the story, Sarah starts to laugh and they share loving smiles.
"Chuck?" she asks.
"Yeah?" he responds as they continue to gaze at each other.
"Kiss me," she demands and she smiles invitingly at him and he grins at her in response. She watches as he then glances around the room which causes her to get a little antsy as she is waiting for him to kiss her.
"What are you doing?" she inquires on being unable to wait any longer.
"I'm looking around for assassins. I'm making sure it doesn't happen again, heh," he chuckles causing her to smirk once more.
"Oh you nerd! I'm still waiting, by the way," she informs him with a seductive smile.
"Sorry," he responds, as he starts to lean towards her and she meets him halfway as they connect their lips together for a long moment and Sarah closes her eyes as she becomes lost in the moment. She can taste the wine on his lips. And the scent of his cologne causes her to become very aroused. They continue to kiss until they have to separate for air and on doing so, Sarah opens her eyes as a wide, loving smile forms and she watches as one takes shape on his face too.
On restoring her breath from the passionate kiss, Sarah says "see, tonight wasn't wasted. We've already got to do something we were unable to last time and without the leash of the CIA around my neck, I feel like a normal girl for the first time in a long time," she admits and she watches as her husband grins adoringly at her once more.
"Heh, yeah. It's a million times better already," he declares and she giggles approvingly.
"The night isn't done yet, Chuck," she then replies flirtatiously and she watches him cough as he becomes a little flustered and she smirks approvingly...
A short while later
Chuck and Sarah are still in the midst of their date. They are continuing to enjoy each others company and they are just gazing and locked in conversation together as if nothing else matters or exists. They are locked in perfect trance in their own little world with only Chuck and Sarah present in it.
"So you went to Stanford?" she asks him and he nods his head.
"Yeah," he replies with a loving smile.
"What did you take?" she asks.
"Computer engineering. I almost graduated but Bryce had kicked me out. Though I'm not sure how I feel about it because if I was forwarded for the CIA, I might have been kept locked in a bunker like a kid called Lazzlo I once encountered."
"Who's that?" she inquires.
"He was a super clever guy we encountered on a mission. The government kept him locked up to do their bidding. They'd found him at an early age and his life consisted of living in a bunker until he escaped and that's when we found him."
"You deserved a better life than that, Chuck," she declares affectionately to him with a smile.
"Yeah…" he agrees.
A short while later
Chuck and Sarah have just finished eating together. For Chuck, this date had gone perfect. It's been one of if not the best that they have both gone on. Though Chuck is beginning to get a little nervous. They have already kissed a few times and his wife is beginning to get quite needy. It's not that Chuck doesn't want intimacy with his wife. He loves and idolises her. But his wife presently isn't the Sarah he married. It is being a little selfish, but he wants back the Sarah he married before he can intimately open himself up to her. Because at the forefront of his mind, he still has that fear that she will decide it's too much for her and she will take a one way flight somewhere far, far away from him and never return. And as such, it's for that reason why he is scared to become too intimate with her.
"So, Chuck, what do you want to do now?" she asks him.
"How about a walk together under the night sky? I'll show you some sights? he asks.
"Yeah," she agrees.
Chuck and Sarah then depart the restaurant and they begin to walk around as Chuck shows Sarah some local spots.
"I've really enjoyed tonight, Chuck," she says as she cosies up into him.
"Sarah, me too. I think It's the best date I have been on," he declares.
"Me too," she admits with a loving gaze.
They then stop walking, as they gaze into each others eyes. He can detect a lustful look in his wife's eye right now, as she stays in his close proximity from where they had been walking together and he watches as she closes the gap to kiss him again.
On their lips connecting, Chuck closes his eyes and he attempts to fight off the doubt that Sarah won't leave him after opening himself up intimately once more and he tries desperately to become lost in the touch of his wife but he is unsuccessful. He then starts to feel Sarah running her hands over his torso and he senses that now is a good time to stop and he breaks from the passionate kiss as he was evidently not as invested in it as she presently is and it's not fair to lead her on.
"I think we should head back," he declares.
She nods and smiles affectionately at him, "Yeah. Good idea."
A short while later
A slightly drunk Chuck and Sarah have just arrived back at their apartment complex arm in arm. They then walk the short distance to their door as a merry Chuck fiddles around with the lock with his key for a brief moment until the door clicks open. Chuck allows Sarah to enter first and he follows after her, on entering, he continues to gaze at Sarah as he stretches out his arm behind him to close the door and he watches as Sarah smiles affectionately at him which he returns.
On the door fully closing, Sarah then moves into his proximity once more and she grabs hold of his shirt as she adjusts herself to kiss him. This kiss is the most passionate that they have shared since before Quinn had taken her away from him. They stay locked like this for a long moment and Sarah's tongue begins to wage a battle inside Chuck's mouth and he feels her hand moving all over his torso with another playing with his thigh. Chuck's body temperature quickly heats up a million percent and his brain begins to wage a war as to whether he should allow strong intimacy to occur with Sarah tonight as he recognises that they are quickly reaching the point of no return as Sarah is beginning to become extremely turned on. After kissing for a long moment more, Sarah breaks the kiss and she gazes lustfully into his eyes.
"Chuck, I want you," she breathes hoarsely into his mouth and she smiles seductively at him once more.
Don't lead her on, Chuck. Tell her you're not ready… But I don't want to hurt her. Maybe I can try to see if I can do this. She is my wife after all. It's not like she is a stranger. She can't remember me right now but she's already told me that she wants to remember me. How can she love me again if I won't have sex with her?
"Sarah, I don't think I can," he protests in a deeply conflicted state of mind.
He watches her frown on hearing his response. "Chuck, whats wrong? I can't describe how much I want you right now. And I know you still want me, I can feel it," she states with a seductive smirk, as she glances down to where her hand is positioned.
"God, Sarah, you have no idea. I love you more than anything in this world," he declares powerfully. "I just... I can't right now. I feel so uncomfortable because of your health condition. It's really messing with my head and I can't get my head around it. I don't think I'm ready yet," he admits.
"Chuck, come on, we'll go slow I'll be gentle & understanding," she breathes to him as she attempts to touch him up once more.
He shakes his head sympathetically and he watches as his wife begins to get a bit frustrated with him.
"Sarah, I'm sorry. I know you're upset but I'm not prepared to go this far right now. It's just too out of my comfort zone, I'm sorry. Sarah, I want to make love but you want sex and it doesn't feel right..."
And as soon as he had said the last words, he realises how bad that came out and his face fills up with instant regret.
You idiot, Chuck!
"Oh way to put it like that, Chuck!" she snaps into his face.
"Sarah, I didn't... I'm sor," he starts but is interrupted.
"Goodnight, Chuck!" she shouts into his face before storming off.
"Sarah!" he calls to her but by now she had already stormed away from him.
"I'm sorry honey," he breathes despondently as his mind fills up with deep guilt and shame...
A few minutes later
Sarah is presently laying on her side on the bed in the main bedroom under the duvet with her back turned to the door. She has watery eyes from Chuck's words to her. His point had largely been correct. Sarah probably did just want sex from Chuck tonight. Just as Chuck probably is correct in that he wants to make love. It's not fair on him and he shouldn't have been dealt the cards that he now has. But what about her? She is deeply attracted to him and it had been the best date and probably the best night of her life. Is it so wrong that she wants and wanted to express intimacy with a man she is deeply attracted to? It's not her fault that Quinn captured her and erased her memories of him. That bastard has done what is looking like irreparable damage to the relationship of Chuck and Sarah and if he was still alive she would probably fire a minigun this time at him instead.
Breathing out a deep sigh, she freezes her actions when she hears the door to the bedroom open.
Please go away. I don't want you to see me like this, Chuck. I've never shown any man this much need that I have for you right now.
"Sarah..." she hears him say softly.
Sarah chooses to ignore him, as she starts to sniffle her nose and she moves her hand to wipe her eye to remove the tears from where she is laying.
"I'm so sorry," she hears him say remorsefully.
She continues to ignore him as she plays deaf and she continues to glance at the wall from where she is laying.
"Please can we talk," she hears him ask softly once more.
But she still continues to ignore him and she hears him breathe out a deep sigh.
"Good night then," he says defeatedly and he sighs in resignation once more which causes her to finally turn to face him. On now facing in his direction, she looks distantly at him, the emotion still pouring out of her face.
"Sarah, honey, I'm so sorry," he says shamefully which causes Sarah's eyes to gloss all over again and she moves her hand to wipe her eye once more.
"Do you want me to leave you alone? I understand if you do. What I said was so wrong," he asks.
However, she doesn't register his question, as her mind is busy elsewhere with one of her own questions. "Why did this have to happen to us, Chuck? What did we do to deserve this shitty situation we are now both in?" she asks despondently and she watches as he instantly walks over to where she is laying and he moves to sit on the edge of the bed and she stares distantly into his eyes with grief.
"Sarah, it's a test. We can come through this," he says as he moves to connect his hand onto the duvet and she feels it land on her arm from where she is laying.
"Stay with me," she asks vulnerably as she continues to gaze distantly into his eyes.
"Are you sure?" he asks apprehensively.
"Chuck..." she pauses to look emotionally into his eyes. "Stay with me. Don't undo everything that's happened between us tonight."
She watches him nod his head and the husband and wife give each other a weak smile.
"So come on then," she says as she opens the duvet covers and he smiles as he kicks off his shoes and climbs into bed with her.
"This is the first time we have willingly been in the same bed since before you was taken," he declares to her on finishing his repositioning as they gaze at each other from where they are laying together.
"I know," she admits as she gazes into his eyes.
"Sarah, I love you. I always have and I always will. Your condition is just doing all kinds of things to mess with my mind. I'm so sorry," he admits emotionally.
"Chuck, it's playing with mine too," she responds in the same tone.
She watches him nod his head from where they are laying together.
"I know. And I'm so sorry for what has happened to you. I wish I could have saved you - when it mattered most," he declares hoarsely and she watches as his eyes gloss and he gets upset.
"Chuck, I'm still here. You haven't lost me. I'm different right now but I'm still Sarah. I'm still the Sarah that likes you a lot. Chuck, it will take me some time to get back to how you want me to be," she admits emotionally to him and she moves her hand to connect with his face and he returns the same action to her in kind.
"Sarah, I can wait. Just seeing your face is enough," he declares with a loving grin. "And I'm so sorry for what I said when we got back."
"Chuck, it's ok. You were right. I do want sex and I probably wouldn't be able to express love with you right now. But I want you and I can't hide that. You make me feel things I've never felt towards anybody before. I feel so happy and comfortable whenever I'm around you. You're the best guy I have ever met in my life, Chuck Bartowski," she declares with an adoring smile.
She watches him smile back, before responding, "Sarah, I won't keep you waiting forever. Just give me a week to get my head around our situation, your condition, and everything that has happened to us and if you still want," he pauses to cough causing her to smirk at his fluster "you know, in a few days, then I promise you I won't rebuff your attempts any further."
"One week and not a second more," she warns him and he nods his head in acceptance.
"I promise," he responds with a loving smile.
"You had better be worth the wait," she says with a smirk.
"Trust me, I am," he replies as he dances his eyebrows at her causing her to giggle approvingly as she gazes at him for a long moment before she decides to turn away from him but she immediately backs herself up into his figure as she strongly desires to feel her body against his own tonight. He can at least give her that much. She then feels his arms wrap around her, and she snugs even tighter into his frame behind her.
"Goodnight, Sarah. I love you," she hears him whisper into her ear causing a wide loving smile to form on her face from where she is laying into her husband.
"Goodnight, Chuck," she responds softly, before sleep quickly overtakes the married couple...
End of Chapter
AN Hey guys :) It's important to note that whilst intimacy may come back first, that's easy. As Sarah is strongly attracted to him once more as proven in this chapter and there's no asset/handler standing between them any more.
It's a lot harder for her to become a wife again though and that is not even taking into consideration how hard it is for Chuck to adjust to their present situation as you saw in the end of this chapter and we're going to have to work on that quite a bit to get back to how Charah were before Quinn captured Sarah and suppressed her memory.
So the date didn't end how Sarah wanted it to end but this is the first time they have willingly slept together in their bed since before Quinn captured her. It's progress.
I'd love to hear your thoughts and until next time, I hope you all have a good day :)
Next Chapter: The morning after Charah's (successful?) date and Sarah finds something in her life that could potentially allow her to find herself once more.