Hello :) This is a fluff, fill in chapter. Next they'll be back in Burbank taking down the ring! There shall be five more chapters of this story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Chuck.

Hope you enjoy!

7:30am.

Hotel, Paris.

Chuck closed the bathroom door quietly, hoping the click wouldn't awaken Sarah. It was only half seven but he had been awake for over an hour. Just watching Sarah sleeping peacefully. Her eyelids now and then would flutter, or she'd roll a little closer to him, breath in a deep breath and place her palm gently on his chest.

He had felt a little gross from not having a shower the night before. They were all pretty zonked out so it was the last thing on anyone's mind. Now though, he woke up his hair feeling greasy, his face feeling itchy, scratchy and in need of a good wash. His goal was to fit a short shower in then slip back into bed feeling refreshed and smelling good for when Sarah woke up.

His casts weren't waterproof though, and he had to be extra careful not to get his patches on his chest and stomach too wet.

Hands kept out past the shower curtain, he sighed when the hot water rushed onto his head and down his back. He laughed silently at his current stance. Back slightly arched over to stop getting water on his front and two arms pointing out the shower curtain.

Grumbling because he couldn't wash his hair without his hands he let the water just rinse through his curls instead. After a couple of minutes he stepped one leg out of the shower-bath and sneaked one hand in, away from the spray to turn off the faucet.

Struggling to turn it his cast started to dampen.

"Come on..." He lifted up one leg to stretch a little more when suddenly his foot slipped on the slippery shower surface.

"Ahh!"

As he fell Chuck felt his head smack hard on the side of the bath, grimacing in pain he felt his eyes water. He lent heavily against the bath tub his head flopping down so his chin was on his chest.

"Shi-takemushrooms!"

He closed his eyes as he tried to rub the back of his head.

"Chuck?" Sarah snapped up in bed. She looked around. Where is he?

No. No this is not happening again.

"Saraaah.."

Her head turned towards the bathroom door. "Chuck?" She untangled her self from the covers and leaped towards the bathroom door. Turning the handle quickly she looked inside. Chuck was sitting on the ground leaning against the bath, a painful expression etched on his face.

"Hey," Sarah quickly went to kneel beside him. "What happened? Are you OK?"

Chuck winced. "Head. Hurts."

Sarah quickly turned off the running water. Placing her hand on his head she ran her hand over it, stopping when a large bump was felt, increasing in size as she held her hand on it. Widening her eyes she inspected it closer, thankful to see no blood.

"Follow my finger," she put her finger out in front of his face and moved it side to side. His eyes followed it correctly.

"Did you black out?"

"I don't think so..."

"Chuck, what were you doing?"

"I was just rinsing my hair." He sat up a little. "I think I slipped when I couldn't turn the shower off."

Sarah knelt back to look at him square in the face. "Why didn't you wake me?"

"You were asleep and I was only going to take a second." He ran his hand over his own head again, feeling the giant egg on the back of his head. That wasn't there a second ago.

"The nurse said you needed help when you had a shower."

"I know, it was just-"

"God Chuck," Sarah interrupted, rushing her hand through her own sleepy bed hair. "You have two broken thumbs."

Chuck looked at her a little surprised, noting the angry tone to her voice. "I know. I-"

"Anything could have happened!" She stood up and stared hard at him. "You could have been knocked unconscious. You could have broken your back. You can't go around doing things on your own when you have two broken thumbs Chuck. You're hurt."

Chuck looked up at her. "I know. Sarah, I'm sorry. I know I should have asked you to help."

"Yes! You should have." Sarah grumbled in distress. "It takes two seconds to wake me. I almost lost you once Chuck, I'm not going to let you kill your self in a bathroom accident for being so careless!"

"Sarah-"

Sarah glared at him hard. "You need to be extra careful."

Chuck decided to stay silent and just nod.

"It's dangerous doing things like that!"

He nodded again.

"And you need to let me help you." She continued. "OK?"

"OK."

Sarah unfolded her arms, "I'll get some ice."

Chuck watched her leave out of the bathroom, a little taken back from her outburst. Leaning his head back against the bath he sucked in a short breath, his head was a lot more tender than he originally thought.

After a moment Sarah came back in and Chuck watched her quietly come and sit back down next to him. She was still in her pajamas, a pair of small boy shorts and a singlet with a tiny smiley face on the bottom left corner of it. She wasn't exactly smiling at the moment. But she didn't look angry anymore. Instead she looked concerned, conflicted and utterly confused. He had a feeling her getting a little mad was going to come, regardless if he had hit his head or not. Everything that had happened over the past couple of days had obviously got to her, and Chuck trying to be all independent knocking his head on the bath tub had clearly sent her over the edge.

His concern for her almost had him ask her if she was OK. But he stayed silent as she placed the ice wrapped in plastic against the back of his head. He let out a quick breath, it took a moment to feel the cool ice but he knew that soon his head would start to feel numb. And hopefully the pain would start to lessen.

Sarah sat silent as she held it against his didn't really feel like talking. Resting her back against the bath she wordlessly rested her head on his shoulder. Closing her eyes she kept the ice in place.

Chuck watched her out of the corner of his eye as her breath started to steady itself. He wanted to just hug her, a quick hug to let her know that he loved her. That he was OK. But instead he let her rest. After a few minutes his own eyes started to feel heavy and he let them close.

2 Hours later...

Sarah shifted her head against his shoulder and pressed her nose in to his neck. She breathed in deeply, preferring this waking up method a lot more than their earlier one. She kept her eyes close as she nuzzled his neck, she knew it always tickled him but she loved doing it.

Chuck stirred in his sleep and turned his aching head towards her. His forehead pressed against hers and the tip of his nose was lightly squashed against the bridge of hers.

"Good morning fiancé." His voice was husky and croaky and she was sure she had just fallen in love with him, twice as much.

Her smile was small but soft and warm. "Good morning fiancé."

Her hand felt icy cold and she realized she was still holding the ice pack but not against Chucks head anymore. It must have dropped while she was sleeping. Putting it back against his head she kept her forehead pressed against his. She stared at him not wanting to move.

"How is your head?"

Chucks voice quivered as her lips lightly touched against his with every word she whispered.

"I, i think I will take some pain killers, it's thumping quite a bit."

Sarah was about to get up and fetch him some when he placed his hand around her hip to stop her.

"But I was wondering if you could help me with a shower. You know, this time actually wash my hair."

Her smile got a little bigger, "I'm sorry for being snappy at you this morning."

"It's OK," he pulled his head away so he could look at her properly. "But I'm OK now. I'm injured but I'm good. Shaw's not here anymore, there is no bomb, there is no one here to hurt me. It's just you and me."

Sarah twisted her mouth to the side. "I don't like it when you're in danger."

"I know you don't and I don't like it when you're in danger either. We work in a risky business though." He quirked her a smile.

"It won't be forever."

Chuck listened to her words carefully, he hadn't really wondered about that before. The fact that they wouldn't have to be spies forever. Lies. Yes, he had wondered about that thought before. The thought of no danger anymore, just him and Sarah. Safe. The thought that they could buy a proper house, her dream house. Which he still has to find out.

Raising a family.

Don't get ahead of myself Chuck!

Deciding not to plunge right in and ask her to elaborate, he just said, "but for now we just need to be extra careful."

Sarah nodded and placed the ice on the ground. She held his cheeks in her hands, pressing her lips gently against his.

"Before you I wasn't..as worried about all this spy stuff. But now I can't stop worrying about you. I literally can't stop and I know I need to relax but I love you too much to see you get hurt. So please, be extra, extra careful?"

"I will." Chuck smiled softly. "I promise. You too though right?"

"I promise."

"Good."

"Say good morning to me again." She whispered against his lips with that shy sort of smile she does when she feels like she's being silly.

Chuck grinned, "Good morning my beautiful fiancé."

"Mm," Sarah kissed him quickly and pushed her tongue into his mouth. "I like that."

Chuck kissed her back a little more roughly than usual considering they hadn't had a chance to be this close in days. As his cast covered hand stroked up her thigh and his fingers started to pull down her shorts, she pulled him closer.

"Woah!" Carina smirked at the two. "Getting handsy on the bathroom floor huh?"

Sarah pulled her lips off Chucks and pulled her shorts back up. "Carina!"

"What! It's one in the afternoon. I was getting worried."

"How did you get in?" Chuck asked his cheeks heated.

Carina rolled her eyes. "I know how to pick a lock."

Sarah stretched her legs out and yawned. "Sorry, we were sleeping."

"Sleeeeeping," Carina smirked. "Right."

"We were!" Chuck insisted. "Up until five minutes ago."

"Why are you sleeping on the bathroom floor anyway? When you have a five-star hotel bed, facing the Eiffel tower out there?"

Sarah looked at Chuck. "Chuck tried to have a shower alone and he slipped and hit his head. We ended up falling asleep here."

"Why would you have a shower by yourself?!"

"Bec-"

"That's what I said," Sarah smiled at him and stood up. "I'll get you some pain killers k? Then we'll have a shower."

"Sex in the shower huh?" Carina grinned.

"No!"

Chuck looked at Sarah a small pout on his face. "That was a quick answer."

"We aren't going to because you're injured Chuck," Sarah reminded him. "You really need to rest. OK.. i'll be back."

"Ooo." Carina gave Chuck a look of teasing sympathy. "Your woman has put her foot down."

Ignoring her comment Chuck eased himself off the ground. "What are you guys up to for the rest of the day?"

Carina clicked her fingers as if she had just remembered something. "That's right. I was wondering if I could steal Sarah...you know, Paris is the prime place for a styly, gorgeous wedding dress."

Chucks eyes lit up. "That's a great idea!"

"I know right!?" Carina clapped her hands. "Bryce, Morgan and Casey are just going to hang out in the pool room so I thought if you wanted to meet them down there then Sarah and I could do a little shopping."

Chuck nodded enthusiastically. "I'm sure Sarah would love to."

"Love to what?" Sarah walked back in with two aspirin and a glass of water in her hands.

Chuck took the pills and water from her, "thanks Sarah."

"Want to do some shopping?" Carina asked Sarah.

"Oh, I would love to." Sarah said and ran her hand up Chucks back soothingly. "But I think I should stay with Chuck and keep an eye on him."

"Nononono!" Chuck swallowed his pills, pulled a face then shook his head. "I'm fine. Sarah, you go. Please."

Sarah shook her head slowly then leaned into in his ear. "I don't want to leave you." She said quietly.

Carina smiled from the doorway. "I'll be back to pick you up in half an hour."

Sarah was about to object again when Chuck answered for her. "She will be ready!"

Sarah turned to him when she heard the front door shut. "Chuck," she shook her head. "No."

"Morgan, Bryce and the others are hanging down in the pool room. I'll go down there. I'll' be fine."

Sarah found it hard to swallow. Sighing she kissed his shoulder. "...OK.." She reluctantly said. She really didn't want to leave him, but she knew if she kept acting like an over protective fiancé he was going to get slightly annoyed.

"You won't be too long anyway right?" Chuck asked.

"Umm.." Sarah honestly couldn't promise anything.

3 Hours later.

Carina and Sarah sat side by side in the small café booth, just down from a row of boutique shops. They had already brought more than enough clothes for one shopping trip but once they started they couldn't seem to stop. Having a rich, creamy coffee to fuel them back up they were then going to shop down the direction they came from.

"I think there are a few wedding dresses shops down there." Carina tilted her head in the direction. "We can try some on just have some fun?"

Sarah nodded her head quickly, she still couldn't believe she was getting married. "Then i might just order it from back home."

"Yeah," Carina grin and nudged her friend. "I can't believe my little Sarah's getting a ring on it."

Sarah laughed lightly as she played with the ring on her finger. "I already have a ring on it." She wiggled her finger. "You're my maid of honor right?"

"You haven't asked me yet."

"I'm asking you now," Sarah replied. "And I'm not taking no for an answer."

Sarah could see the excitement grow on Carinas face. "Ohh gosh! I cannot wait for the bachelorette party!"

"Ohh," Sarah shook her head and raised her finger at Carina. "No strippers."

"What!"

"I don't want any!"

"You're getting them."

"No."

"Yes. Sarah, who doesn't want one last night of fun before you're dragged down forever?"

"You make marriage sound horrible," Sarah responded with a laugh. "But me. I have plenty of fun as it is."

"You won't even have sex with Chuck after you haven't seen him for days! That does not sound like fun."

Sarah looked around the café, hoping no one could hear them. "Do you not notice his broken thumbs, cut up chest, and now his giant bump on his head? And he's exhausted! I am not going to throw myself at him."

"But you want to."

"Your point is?"

"That Chuck is like a hero just coming back from war. All bruised and banged up. Sarah, these moments are sexy you gotta get in there."

Sarah stared at Carina for a few seconds. "I..really?"

Carina nodded vigorously. "I know these things."

"So Chuck is some sexy battered up guy, coming back home to see his fiancé?" Sarah asked with a small smile.

"Who just escaped a live bomb. Yes."

"Hmm."

2 Hours later...

"Wait. Wait, what?" Sarah stopped in the middle of the foot path. Did I just hear right?

"I know. I should have told you earlier but everything has been pretty full on lately." Carina gestured to keep walking.

Sarah took a second, but followed slowly. "You're moving?"

"Just for six months."

"Why? I thought you enjoyed this team, Burbank?"

"I do. It's just Beckman asked Bryce and he asked to bring along me. It's just a different experience."

"When are you going?"

"We are staying until we take the down the ring. And we aren't missing your wedding."

"What job has she got you on?"

Carina gave her a look, "I'm sorry Sarah. You know I wish I could tell you. But I don't even know much myself right now."

"So it's deep undercover?"

"Apparently so."

Sarah nodded, "wow."

"I know," Carina nodded. "You think I should go?"

"You don't want to go?"

"I don't know. I mean Bryce and I..."

Sarah lead Carina to a small bench overlooking the water. "What's up?" She took a seat.

Carina huffed a sigh, she wasn't use to talking about this sort of stuff. "I don't know if we're you know..going anywhere.." She tied her hair up in a loose bun to avoid looking at Sarah.

"Do you love him?"

"Honestly?"

Sarah nodded.

"I don't know."

Sarah twisted her lips in thought. "Does he tell you he loves you?"

Carina shrugged. "Sometimes. But compared you and Chuck, never."

"That's just because Chucks a pretty open guy. I mean maybe Bryce is a little more shy with that stuff?"

"I don't know."

"I don't know either." Sarah sighed.

Carina let out a smile, "I think we maybe the worst girls ever at this love knowledge stuff."

Sarah grinned. "I know we are."

"What do you think I should do?" Carina asked, hoping for an answer. Just a simple answer.

"You could talk to him?"

Carinas eyes widened. That is not simple!

"I know it sounds scary right? But i think it will help. Maybe you guys want different things? Or maybe you guys are completely in love with each other but just need to talk about it a bit?" Sarah gave her a crooked smile. "I really don't know what I'm on about."

Carina let out a breath. "I'll talk to him..when we get back to Burbank. I'll just see how the next few days go."

"OK," Sarah nodded. "But make sure you talk to me if you need anything OK?"

"I will." Carina nodded then her smile instantly grew. "Oh I have such a great idea for these strippers."

Sarah marveled at the fact Carina could go from so serious to teasing within seconds.

"No strippers."

6:00pm.

Hotel, Paris.

Sarah spooned the sweetly, sour lemon Gelato into mouth as her and Carina waited for the ding of the lift. Shopping bags dropped by their feet and legs aching from walking around all day.

"Five hours of shopping in Paris." Carina grabbed hold of her bags as they entered the lift. "I loved it."

Sarah chuckled. "So did I."

"And that dress? Is it a go?"

"Once the woman emails me the photos I'm going to show mom and Ellie and see what they think. But yeah. I think so.. did you like it?"

"You looked stunning in it. I think the sales woman was basically bursting when she thought you were going to buy it. I think she thought you were a model."

Sarah blushed at the compliment. "Wait until we go shopping for brides maid dresses."

"I am so excited for that Sarah, you don't even know!"

Sarah grinned then read through her text messages she and Chuck had been sending often through the day.

"Is he asleep?"

Sarah looked up at Carina. "I think so. He said he was having a nap and that was an hour ago."

Carina nodded. "I might get room service tonight them tomorrow we could do a restaurant? I need some Italian cuisine before we leave."

"Of course we will," Sarah replied as they walked out of the elevator. "I'll see you in the morning then?"

"Have fun with your soldier."

"Ha-ha." Sarah hit Carina lightly with one of her bags. "Night."

"Night!"

Sarah crept inside her and Chucks hotel room and closed the door as quiet as she could behind her. Walking in through the small lounge she looked into the bedroom noticing candles lit around, the blinds wide open so she could see the Eiffel tower out the window and the to die for smell of Italian pizza.

She smiled when she saw Chuck plonked out on the bed snoring softly. Putting her bags down she rummaged quietly through one and pulled out the new soft yellow nighty she had purchased.

Blowing out the few candles she made her way into the bathroom stripping her clothes off for a warm shower. That was until she noticed the bath was already filled with foamy bubbles and a lavender scent diffusing its way around the bathroom.

She dipped a finger in the water, it was still comfortably warm. So she gathered he must have woken up, prepared everything then accidentally fallen back asleep.

Climbing into the bath she decided to just stay in there for a few minutes then get back out to see if Chuck was awake and enjoy some pizza with him.

She sunk into the warm water, letting out a moan at the way it relaxed her aching muscles she pulled during her big day out.

Holding her breath she sunk her head under the water and ran her hand through her hair. Emerging again she grabbed the shampoo and conditioner and started the usual routine, when she showered or bathed alone.

It was oh-so much more boring when she had to clean herself.

Sarah sat cross-legged on the bed munching on a piece of pizza as she watched Chuck sleeping. He hadn't woken up and she didn't want to wake him just so she could share her pizza eating time with him.

She will admit she did check his pulse because just for a second, only a second because she was sure he had stopped breathing.

She watched his feet twitch slightly and she smiled boastfully wide when he said her name in his sleep.

He then rolled over on to his back and she noticed a few of the patches the nurse had applied start to peel off from his skin so she put the box of pizza sat it on the bedside table and went to fetch the first aid kit.

Sitting back on the bed she cut out new bandages and got the savlon cream ready to apply.

She tapped her fingers on her chin as she waited for him to wake.

Maybe i should just pull the bandages off now? No. Sarah. Not while he's sleeping.

"Ch..."

No, no. I can't wake him.

Lying down she curled herself into him. She kissed him ever so lightly on the cheek, she didn't want to wake him.

"Mmm," Chuck murmured.

She kissed him again, trying hard not to think about how Carina said she needed to get in there.

He's tired.

She kissed him again.

I really need to stop.

She pulled her new yellow nightly over her head.

He's exhausted and injured.. This is mean. I should let him sleep..

She climbed on to his lap and kissed him on the lips.

Stop it Sarah!

"Chuck..." She ground her hips into him as she kissed him again.

"Mm?" Chucks eyes snapped open. "Sarah?"

"You should wake up.." Sarah was almost embarrassed of her needy tone.

Chucks eyes traveled down her naked body. "Oh!"

Sarah nodded her head, "yeah."

One hour later.

"I am so sorry Chuck," Sarah gently pulled off the first bandage. "I can't believe I woke you up."

Chuck chuckled, "I am not complaining at all."

"Are you really tired now? Do you feel sick or anything?"

"I'm feeling really, really good." Chuck responded with a sly grin. "What happened to the no sex, Chucks injured?"

Sarah smiled shyly, "I don't know."

"Oo that feels nice," Chuck looked down at her hand rubbing antiseptic cream on his scrapes.

"It does?"

"Yup."

"That's good." Sarah wiped her fingers on her knees and picked up one of the bandages. "I'll just put this on.." She placed the bandage carefully over one of his scrapes. "And on this one.." She picked up another bandage and placed over another.

"Thanks for taking care of me," Chuck smiled. "You're quite the doctor."

Sarah smiled down at him. "Yes, putting bandages on is very difficult."

"My bandages always stick to themselves."

Sarah chuckled as she placed the last bandage on. "I'll just leave this last one here because i think it's healing quite nicely. It might need to breathe a bit."

"Okay dokay."

Sarah patted each bandage then checked his head, "how's the head?"

"As long as i don't touch it it's OK."

Sarah nodded and hopped off the bed, putting her nighty back on she went to grab him a glass of water.

"Is that new?" Chuck asked as he sat up against the headboard, eyes a little glazed as he watched her hips swing in the yellow dress. "Because you look gorgeous."

Sarah put the glass of water on the bed side table. "Mmhm." She hopped back up on the bed and sat cross-legged beside him.

"I love you." Chuck smiled at her. "And you look beautiful."

"I love you too." Sarah grinned back then looked down at the thread coming undone on the duvet. "Do you think i tell you i love you enough?"

Chuck tilted his head then dipped his head to get her attention. "Of course you do! Do i say it enough to you?"

"Yeah," Sarah crawled closer to him and played with the fingers sticking out of his cast gently.

"Why are you asking that anyway?" Chuck asked.

"It was just something Carina said."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Sarah smiled at him and shook her head. "Maybe another day."

"As long as you know i love you," Chuck brushed the hair out of her eyes. "Sorry if i just scratched your face. This damn cast."

Sarah chuckled. "You didn't. Hey Chuck? Anyone signed your cast yet?"

"No," Chuck wriggled his eyebrows. "Do you want to be the first and only?"

Sarah reached over him and searched through the draw on the bedside table. Pulling out a black permanent marker she grinned at him.

"Can i actually?"

Chuck put one of his arms out, "do your worst."

Sarah took his arm and pulled the lid off the pen. "I've never signed a cast before."

"I signed Morgans leg cast when we were twelve." Chuck replied. "I'm glad I'm your first."

"Hmm," Sarah chewed the end of the pen adorably. "OK, close your eyes."

Chuck smiled amusingly and closed his eyes. "You better not be drawing any dirty pictures on it."

"Dirty pictures?" Sarah asked. "Why would i do that?"

"Uh, just immature teenager stuff..." Chuck said as he kept his eyes closed. "Finished?" He asked after a few long seconds.

"Mmm.." Sarah admired it. "Yep. You can open them."

Chuck popped one eye open and looked down at his cast. Opening his other eye his smile grew wide as he traced his finger over what she had written.

"I know it's a little early and i can't officially write it yet." She said softly. "But i want you to know I'm very excited."

Chuck looked at her, amazed. "Do you know you are the most kind and loving person i have ever met?" He asked as he shook his head in awe. "You blow me away Sarah. This," he pointed down to the cast. "Is really sweet, loving, sweet...I don't know."

"Sweet? Golly gee Chuck. What am I? Eight?" She smiled teasingly.

"Well you did just sign my cast.."

Sarah stuck her tongue out at him. "Do you want to see what I bought today?"

Chuck recognized the slight twinkle in her eyes, "Uh huh."

"OK great!" Sarah quickly hopped off the bed and crouched down to go through her bags. Standing back up she held a pair of dark green skinny jeans.

"I got these, do you like the color? I contemplated for a while but I don't know. It's quite a dark green so i thought they were nice."

Chuck tried to hide his goofy grin. "I really like the color."

"And..." She pulled out a few loose singlets. "These were just on sale.." She threw them on the bed.

"Oh! My new dress." Her smile was infectious as she pulled out a short black dress. "I've always wanted one with long sleeves."

"That is a nice dress." Chuck sat up and let her pass it to him so he could take a closer look. "It'll look great on you."

"Thanks babe. Jean shorts.." she held them up. "It was buy one get one free so Carina and I went halves."

Chuck nodded, "smart thinking."

Sarah looked up and slapped her forehead lightly. "I'm sorry, is this really boring?"

"No!" Chuck shook his head. "I love seeing the new things. I swear."

"Well..i got you some jeans." Sarah smiled. "Black ones."

"Oh you did? Thanks baby." Sarah passed them to him and sat next to him on the bed. "Do you like them?"

"I do. And you got the perfect size."

"Of course i got the perfect size." Sarah stared at him. "We're getting married Chuck, i know these things."

"Of course. But you know, you can tell me that whenever you like because it is so, so wonderful to here."

"I'll keep that in mind. I got you a couple of work shirts." Sarah smiled at him.

"Thank you." Chuck took her hand and kissed it. "So a good day all in all?"

"Yeah. I did find a dress.."

"A wedding dress?"

"Uh huh." She tried to keep her excitement down or she'd probably start describing it all, and she had to keep it a secret.

"So... Are you going to get it?"

Sarah shrugged. "I want to show your sister and my mom first and see what they say. I like it though."

"Did you get to try it on?"

"Yup," Sarah grinned. "It was fun."

"Did you feel like a princess?"

Sarah laughed as she pulled him down to lay next to her, "maybe."

He smiled at her and rested his head on his pillow. He checked the clock on the bedside table, nine o clock.

"Did you get some pizza? I just remembered I set up a date in here...and then I fell asleep!" He looked around at the blown out candles.

"Oh, yes.." Sarah shared his pillow. "I had pizza and I had the bath too."

"Well I'm glad it didn't go to waste."

"Did you want me to heat you up some pizza?" Sarah yawned softly.

"Nah I'm OK. We had some food downstairs earlier." Chuck replied.

"Do you think we should have gone to the doctor for your head?" Sarah ran her hand lightly over the bump. "It's gone down a little."

"It's feeling a lot better." Chuck closed his eyes at her gentle head massage. "I'm sleepy again though."

"Go to sleep," Sarah spoke softly as she pulled the covers over them and molded her self into him. "And wake me if you need anything k?"

"Yes, Sarah Bartowski." Chuck answered as he took one last look at the name she signed on his cast. "I love you."

Sarah smiled at the mention of her soon to be new name. Turning the lamp off she gave one last kiss on his forehead.

"I love you Chuck."

The end! Hope you enjoyed it :)!