A/N: I've got a couple stories close to ending, and I have nothing really going cannonish. I've considered continuing Chuck vs The Family Volkoff, but there is another idea I've had, and it's because SC and I have been working on Rewrite. We aren't going to use it, but I've kinda taken the idea and expanded it. I'm not promising I'm writing it, but I'm kicking it around. This would take place before that fic. It's probably a ficlit if I'm honest. This happens at Ellie's wedding, and what I'm going to do to it will probably make it AU. Inspired by Jon Secada's If You Go, I give you, If You Go

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck.

It had been a beautiful wedding. Sarah found herself wondering, one day… could that be her? She had never thought about that since… well, since she joined the CIA, and that felt like a lifetime ago. She huffed out a breath and glanced around at all the happy couples. And then her vision came back to one of the single men… like it had for the past two years.

Bryce was gone, headed off to do God knows what with the Intersect. Chuck didn't know that she wasn't going with him. She was going to talk to Chuck about reconsidering joining the team, that's the only way she would. She was going with Chuck now, wherever that was, and it scared her more than she knew what to do with. She would have committed treason for him. She did commit treason for him, it just didn't go in the report that way. She knew what she was feeling, but she couldn't put it into words. She shook her head. Damn it, Dad, why did you have to tell me the biggest con was love? Why did I have to believe you?

She stood there, watching him talk to his sister, happiness on his face, when she heard a song start.

Taking a day at a time

Dealing with feelings I don't want to hide

Learning to love as I go, baby

She knew her spy-mask was up, because this was assaulting her in ways she didn't know what to do with. She listened. Really listened.

Without taking you along for a ride

Tried to find myself

Tried to find the truth

Get out from this shell

Girl I'm almost there

To show you how much I really care

"Change that to boy, and it's me talking to him," she muttered.

"Hey," she heard, startling her. She looked up at his smiling face.

"Wanna dance?" she asked, just wanting to be near him.

"You know I do," he replied in a low tone.

This wasn't a song for close dancing, but she molded herself to him anyway. She had to. He had to know. She was there, it was time to show him how much she really cared.

"Chuck, we need to talk about a lot of stuff," Sarah began.

"I know, and we don't have a lot of time," he replied. "I get-"

"I'd like to go on vacation with you," she blurted out. She felt him falter for just a second, but then she continued on. "If that's still an option."

"Always, Sarah. Always." He said.

She held him tight and listened.

You're the reason I'm strong

Don't you think I don't know

This is where I belong

Give me the time

To say that you're mine, to say that you're mine

"I'd like you to reconsider joining the Intersect team," she began. She felt Chuck stiffen. "But if you don't want to, I get it, and they'll just have to find Bryce a new partner and a new analyst.

She didn't dare look at him, but she could tell he was slowly working what she said through his brain. "Sarah," he said softly.

"Like I said, we have a lot to talk about." She looked up at him.

"Do we?" he asked, hope on his face. She nodded, grinning at him.

If you say

Goodbye

There'll be something missing in my life

'Cause you know

That all I really (all I really) want is you

"Sarah," Chuck began, and that's when his father ran up to them. She hurried off after Chuck, for one last mission, if that's what he wanted. Because that's what she wanted. Him. It had just taken her two years to trust herself to say it.

A/N: So, yeah, that's actually a really good lead in to a season three fic I'm tentatively calling Hands to Heaven (yes based on the song) that I'm kicking around writing. Let me know. Thank you all for reading!

DC