A/N: Yes readers I am still alive. Even if this story has been torturing me. I can't seem to get it finished but this is my final chapter guys. I want to thank everyone for the reviews. Those are still welcome. Maybe if I am in the mood there will be another chapter somewhat like a sequel but right now I am kind of glad it's finished. This story gave me serious writers block, headaches and sleepless nights. Hope you enjoy it.

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Chucks POV

He has been wondering around DC for hours when he finally decides to enter one of the less expensive hotels. Sure Chuck has the money to stay in something luxurious but he just needs a bed, 4 walls and a door. And Sarah. He probably won't find her in a hotel like this. Even if he finds her at all. He should have put more thought into that. When he asked the people on the street if they could point him to the CIA headquarters they laughed in his face. Maybe he should try Google. It seems pretty unlikely but it's worth a shot. Collapsing on the bed he pulls out his phone smiling at the picture of Sarah on the background. Desperate he uses Google and is surprised when he actually finds a location. It's from a building were reporters can go for information and press conferences are being held. It's a start. Taking off his shoes he lies down on the pillow that has a funny smell and closes his eyes. The changes of finding Sarah are slim but there's hope. There's always hope.

Next morning…..

Bright light wakes Chuck up. He was so tired last night he forgot to close the blinds. Grunting he sits up straight. His muscles are tense and his clothes are wrinkled. Quickly he sheds his clothes and heads for the shower. A very cold shower that isn't very enjoyable. Putting on the same clothes he walks to the lobby. The breakfast smells pretty good but he really isn't in the mood for food. He checks out and avoids the questions of the nosy receptionist. Walking out the hotel he pulls out his phone. Yesterday he put the route to the CIA on his phone. Bumping into several people he follows the directions. Finally he stops in front of a big sky scraper. According to the sign the CIA is on the 7th floor. Walking in he immediately feels the stares from all the people in suits and ties. He tries to act natural and walks straight to the elevator. It's packed with man and woman in suits. Some of them are even wearing sunglasses. Trying to ignore the stares he waits for the 7th floor. He ends up in a big white and gray lobby with some stairs and a big black desk in the middle. An obese lady sits behind smiling at Chuck friendly.

"Can I help you sir?"

"Yeah you might. My name is Charles Bartowski and I am looking for Sarah Walker she works for the CIA."

"We don't allow spouses to visit our employee's sir."

"I know this must seem crazy to you but I met her a week ago and I fell in love with her. She's the love of my life and I was going to propose to her before she left to go back to DC but I was too late and she already left."

"That's very romantic sir but I can't allow you."

"Could you please just look on the computer to see if there's a Sarah Walker working in your office?"

"I am not allowed to give out that information sir."

This is starting to get annoying. "You know what I'm just going to come to the office and talk to a manager." Before the woman can say something back Chuck breaks the connection. Taking a few breaths he shakes his head. He puts on his shoes and pulls up the route on Google Maps.

Sarahs POV

Late night Sarah got a text from Carina saying that she was going out and wouldn't pick her up. Sarah decided to compromise and meet at the office. It was to be expected because Carina is the party animal. She is walking down the street with her bags to the office. It's kind of funny that the real CIA office is across the street from the building that's just there for the public eye. She walks into the building heading straight for the elevator. It's crowded and there's a really smelly guy in there but Sarah doesn't care. She just wants to get it over with. Finally she reaches her floor and steps out. The receptionist opens up the special waiting room. Sarah pours herself a cup of coffee. It smells old but she'll do whatever it takes for a little pick me up. This is a really crappy situation. She left everything behind once again to end up right here again. Rubbing her temples she takes a few sips from the bad coffee. If only she could just turn around. Go back to Chuck and her mother. It'll always be an if only question. Trying to get her mind of things she looks over the file again. Pretty easy mission. It's a matter of staying close and catching them red-handed. Knowing the brothers history they'll probably expect sex. And to be honest it is the most efficient way of getting close to men. Closing the file she throws it on the coffee table. With a bit of anger in her step she walks to the window with the mug of gross coffee. Staring out at the window she looks at the people hurrying themselves along the streets. One guy stands out. He is walking slowly and looks like he's a hobo. His clothes are scruffy, his hair is a mess and the cap on his head is old and dirty. The guy stops suddenly and looks up right at her. As if he could feel her presence. It feels like lighting hit her. Without even taking a second to think she drops her mug and runs out of the building. Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!

Chucks POV

He is staring up at the huge building. He must admit that it's very intimidating and impressive. Why can't he go in? He wants to but it feels like his feet are melted to the concrete. In desperation he looks around. Trying to find something he can use to calm his nerves. The sight of someone who looks like Sarah catches his eye. She looks just like her. Even runs the same. Wait a minute… He blinks over and over until he can't do anything else but scream "Sarah!" Like magic his feet start running. Running towards her. They crash into each other. The familiar smell of her shampoo fills his nose and her warm breath against his neck makes his heart beat faster. Tears run down his cheeks. This is his Sarah. With effort he leans back a little to look into those beautiful blues. A huge grin plasters his face. His muscles feel tight but he wants to smile even brighter. She's there. In front of him. "Sarah" he says breathless.

"I missed you so much Chuck" She leans against his chest and a wet patch starts to form on his shirt. He rubs her back soothingly.

"I missed you too Sarah and I love you so much." He breaths in her smell. The smell he missed next to him at night. "I want to be with you."

"I want you too. A life with you. I want a life Chuck."

"You'll get that Sarah. Everything you wish for. Come home with me." He watches her closely as she turns her head and looks at the building across the street. A lady with red hair is staring at them with her mouth open. When she crosses eyes with Sarah the open mouth turns into a smile.

"Let's go Chuck" Sarah snuggles into his side and starts walking. With butterflies in his stomach he walks with her. He doesn't know where they are heading but he doesn't care. Wherever they are heading, he's heading there with Sarah. That's all he needs.