Sarah had been looking to the ceiling for more time than she can count but she couldn't help to move. Two days had gone by since Chuck had kissed her in that beach and her memories didn't come back. She didn't remember anything, not even one little stupid detail and she was truly frustrated.

Tears had been streaming down her face since she arrived to her hotel room. She wanted to remember so badly yet her mind won´t collaborate. She felt something, that's for sure, it just felt so natural; it felt… right. To be in his arms, his lips on hers fitting together like the pieces of a puzzle. The warmth she felt flooding her body was overwhelming and she didn't think she´s felt like that before.

She really hoped it would work, that Morgan would be right and that kiss would bring her memories back, would bring the old Sarah back, the one everyone seemed to love and care for, and make this Sarah go away, the one that doesn't even remember her husband, her friends or her niece.

Sarah was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't hear that someone was knocking on the door, and only got up when she noticed a small envelope sliding under her door. She picked it up from the floor and sat in bed again.

"Sarah Lisa Walker" was written in a beautiful handwriting and she was surprised to see that her middle name was written too, she has never said it to anyone.

Sarah opened the envelope and a little piece of paper fell off it. When she took it, she realized that the handwriting was messier, making her thing it wasn't the same person who wrote that, and the person the envelope came from.

"Sarah, I know you`re probably so confused right now but I think this belongs to you, and I hope that this will at least make you believe that what you had with Chuck wasn't just a cover. We all want the best for you Sarah, and we hope one day you will come back to us, and to Chuck.

Morgan."

She finished reading Morgan´s note and then took the envelope that was now lying on her bed. When she opened it there was a picture and a letter written in the same handwriting that the envelope.

She took a look at the picture first. It showed two people hugging and smiling. Chuck and her. She was in his back, laughing while he was holding her, laughing along. They seemed so happy that it hurt Sarah´s heart to see it. She then turned the picture to take a look at the back and found that it had something written.

"Camping Day, May 2011"

Then she took the letter. She didn't recognize the handwriting but really wanted to know what that letter said.

It wasn't really that long, but within the first line, it was crystal clear who wrote it; Chuck.

"Sarah, my dear Sarah:

If you are reading this it means that I´m not with you anymore. Maybe I died heroically trying to save you or maybe this life was indeed not the one for me and I paid the price. Either way, I want you to know that nothing that happened to me was ever your fault. I decided to become a spy myself and everything I did to protect you, it was worth doing.

Sarah you have to know that you are the biggest gift this life has given to me. I know that I have told you before countless times, but I don´t think I will ever say it enough, I love you with every cell of my body and I will always do. You are everything I didn't know I needed, but Sarah I can´t live without you and I know until the moment I parted, I did everything I could to keep you safe.

You know, you have given me everything I could have asked for, Sarah. From the day you entered my life it has been the most wonderful adventure of my life. You gave me your spy will not too long ago and said to me that if something were to happen to you, you wanted me to have it, because it was everything you were and know; well this is my spy will to you Sarah.

I´m sitting in our desk, and I don´t really know what time is it, but tonight was our wedding night, and the reason why I´m writing this right now and I'm not lying in bed with you is because of this memory playing again and again in my mind. Your nose bleeding, and a second later, you, lying unconscious in my arms. I thought you were dead Sarah, and you almost were, I could have lost you right there in matter of seconds.

Life is too short Sarah, I mean we saw that today, we see that every day. That's why I´m here. You made my life worth living, and gave me a reason to wake up. And the reason is you, Sarah.

Be happy, live your life and enjoy every second of it. I need you to be okay because I won´t be there anymore to make sure of it. Do it for me, please. I truly hope this day will never come but, if it does, believe me when I say you were worth it, worth the pain, worth the sacrifices, worth the sleepless nights but most of all worth the love. My heart is completely yours, forever and always.

You are my home Sarah, you have always been.

Chuck."

Sarah was sobbing by the time she finished reading. She laid in her bed and hugged the letter tight against her chest.

Her mind was racing and her heart was filled with emotions. She gave him her spy will? It was everything she knew, it was her, and yet she gave it to him long before they were even engaged. Everything was starting to become so real that Sarah felt how her heart ached at the thought of Chuck being dead, and at reading the words this man wrote for her, spilling his heart out.

She needed to remember, she needed to feel everything chuck described in his letter. Al the love, the passion and devotion she now was sure once felt.

Sarah got up from the bed and started to walk back and forth trying to calm herself down when she he stumbled over something that stuck out from under her bed.

She looked down and realized it was what looked like a book. She took it out and sat down in her bed again, to see what it was.

Pulling it out from the sheath where it was guarded, Sarah gasped.

"Sarah´s album of memories"

When she opened it, a lot of pictures appeared. It mostly was Chuck and her in the pictures.

She looked through some of them when one picture captured her attention and one second later something flooded her mind.

People were everywhere. Music could be heard in the room and everyone was laughing, talking or dancing. She was happy, dancing with her arms around Chuck´s neck. One second later she was sitting and Chuck was kissing her arm, she was looking at a video where pictures and videos of them were displayed. Joy was everywhere.

Then the image changed. And the feeling of joy was replaced by sadness and uncertainty.

She was lying in bed. She felt tears flooding her eyes.

She was holding a white coat and found a paper.

"It´s Chuck´s proposal plan-whenever since he lost the intersect… the proposal plan got put on hold"

"Why? Did he think I wouldn't want to marry him without the Intersect? Is that how I made him feel?"

"Chuck knows that you love him Sarah"

"I do want to spend the rest of my life with Chuck, with or without the intersect"

The image changed again, this time it was Chuck´s living room.

"Sarah do you love me?"

"Chuck I fell for you a long, long time ago, after you fixed my phone and before you started defusing bombs with computer viruses, so yes. Yes"

Soon Sarah came back to reality, tears streaming down her face. She was shaking and feeling so dizzy. She was remembering. She let out a small laugh. She was remembering. She was replaying the memories over and over again to make sure she wasn't going to forget again.

This was real.

With no second thought she took the letter and she run out her apartment and went to the one place she shouldn't have ever left.