A/N Sorry for taking so long, a lot of stuff has been going on and I just wanted to get it right. So here you are my lovelies, enjoy.

CPOV

Chuck was in trouble, lots and lots of trouble. I didn't mean for it to happen she said Tango, I flashed and the intersect took over. I definitely didn't want to dance with Ms. Vaughn and I especially didn't want to do it in front of a very large crowd of people at the Marion Harvest Festival.

I only wanted to come and ride a few rides with Sarah and split a funnel cake maybe make out on the Ferris wheel.

No where in my plans for the night did I wanted to dance with a flirty and attractive brunette instead of my beautiful, jealous and territorial wife, no that's not right, girlfriend nope I'll have to ask her what we are.

Back to the point I also was not interested in the tango dance battle that occurred between the two. Finally I just don't want Sarah to be mad at me. Sarah made a hard left tossing Chuck into the door. Correction Furious. For his own protection he decided to try and calm her down before she wrecked their car he got as far as "Sarah I'm…" before she cut him off holding one finger in the air.

"Were going to wait till we get home before we discuss the events of tonight so your execution has been delayed" Really, execution, I danced with a girl, I didn't kiss her or roll around in the hay. Right or wrong Sarah has gone into pissed off girlfriend mode so this has become a no win situation. I wonder if I can thank up some good last words in the next fifteen minutes he tilted his head looking at Sarah's steely frame and then the speedometer ten minutes.

So after ten minutes and a couple head jerks later all he came up with was 'Etu Sarah?' So, resigned to his fate of yelling and possible knife violence he walked in after his everything.

She walked into the living room and he followed her taking a seat on the couch. He watched her pace before she began

"Chuck I cannot believe that you would jeopardize are relationship and are cover by dancing with that brunette skank whore. Really Chuck, I know the intersect takes up a lot of room in that big old brain of your but don't you have enough room to figure out that dancing with her was a bad idea.

Do you know how much that hurt me to see you dancing with her? Watching that brunette slut dancing with MY husband" She really doesn't like brunettes

"Oh dear god she was lucky I didn't have any weapons on me. Seriously Chuck if I didn't know you so well I would think you did this on purpose, but no you're just to charming for your own damn good, then you break out that stupid perfect smile and you have every women within fifty feet swooning over you and the best part is you're totally oblivious. Oh my god if I didn't love you so much I would consider hating you." She stopped taking a deep breath and noticed he was wearing said stupid perfect smile

"Why are you smiling Chuck" he just shook his head "Well two reasons; first, when your jealous you are stunning, especially since you're the only woman in this world who has my unconditional and undivided love." He looked up at Sarah who had stopped pacing. "Secondly your hate for brunettes is comical" she started pacing again and her face got colder

"Really Chuck, comical lets review the facts. Jill, college sweetheart and you broke up with me to go out with her again, oh she was a Fulcrum agent to; Brunette. Lou; sandwich shop owner, illegal importer of Salami and also a Brunette then there is Hannah; nerd, computer tech, and also a brunette are you noticing a pattern here Chuck. BRUNETTE SLUTS STEAL MY MAN."

Oh my God he tried not to laugh, really he did but it was just to funny before he could help him self he let out a gut busting laugh. His laugh didn't last long, he looked up and Sarah was lunging at him like a tigress attacking her prey. As she landed on him he felt the flurry of slaps and punches.

"Chuck stop laughing it's not funny" he was about to yell at her to stop when she did and he heard the sniffle. He moved his arms from protecting his face seeing his blonde angel start to cry.

"I can't lose you Chuck, I don't know what happened, watching you tango with her; dipping and spinning all the while she was pressed against you just brought back all my fears. Fears about my past, are future, and this stupid damn job. So I did the only thing I really know how to do I fought. I walked over cutting in" Chuck thought back to the steely face and cold voice she used. "So that I could lay my claim and." She looked almost as ashamed as he felt "I know I'm acting crazy and nothing would have happened, but I saw you dancing with her and I thought how she is so much better for you. How she can give you a life I can't and how she isn't the emotional nutcase I am." She finished in a huff and walked into their room as he followed until she slammed their door and he heard the faint click of a lock.

"I just got scared Chuck" she said through the door. "I was just so scared that you would leave me and how I wouldn't survive that. Chuck I've been shot, stabbed, burned, and beat but nothing would compare to how much pain losing you would cause. Everything good in my life has slipped through my hands no matter how hard I've tried to hold onto it. I can't let that happen to us, I just can't" as she finished he could hear their bed creak he leaned down against the door to wait for her to come out. Chuck you are an idiot he thought as he heard her repeat "I can't" faintly through the door.

He didn't know what to do; he had never thought Sarah was so unsure of their relationship or how much his happiness depends on her. He thought he was an open book to her that she could see how much she meant to him every time she looked in his eyes. As he thought of this he felt a pang of guilt that he wasn't doing enough to reassure her and squelch her fears.

All through his life he had goals that he wanted to reach some were trivial like beating a game and others were major like getting into Stanford. All the goals he had now were all about Sarah. He had waited so long to be with her that he just wanted to be the best he could for her. To make up for all the mistakes he had made up until now to be the man and hopefully the husband she needed. So as he looked at the hallway in their house and leaned against the wooden door that separated them, he felt like a failure.

"You know I think it was the second week you were on assignment in Burbank and I decided to go check on you and see how Weinerlicious was coming along. As I walked in you turned around and smiled and me and said "Hey chuck" nothing out of the ordinary but in that small smile you said so much. It was the first time that I saw you smile and it reach your eyes." He laughed to himself as he thought about the ridiculous outfit she had to wear. "God I loved that uniform" he sat up a little straight against the door. "When I saw that smile I stopped breathing for a good minute, It was the first time I saw some of the real you. Your eyes danced instead of darting around the room looking for threats. We didn't do much; we talked a little while I tried to suffer through one of your many ridiculously horrible corndogs" he paused he a muffled laugh. "That was the first day I was attracted to Sarah Walker and not the CIA seductress. I felt good to know that you finally trusted me enough to let down your guard if only a little" he wished she would just open the door so he could look in her eyes and tell her how much he loved her how at the end of the day when they laid in bed together after she fell asleep that he prayed every night to god that he hadn't believed in since his dad left to keep her safe, happy and to thank him for bring her into his life

"We have denied are selves the chance at love for so long that I often wonder if one horrible day I'm going to wake up and this never happened. It will all be a figment of my imagination. You're still a super secret agent and I'm the geek who screws up everything. You know every time I saw you in harms way I was in between being frozen in fear and jumping out of the van. When I saw you were in trouble either real or not, my conscience mind just shut off. I didn't worry about the bad guys or what was going on I just wanted to save you."

Now he's the one laughing "I have a hero complex and your as close to a warrior goddess as they come. But I guess that's just how it works, I would do anything to keep you safe and happy." He waited for her to open the door and after he was sure she wasn't, he got up grab a pillow from the couch and a pencil and paper and settled in till morning. He wrote her a small note and set it in front of her door so she could read it when she woke up.

SPOV

Sarah,

There are Six billion people in the world, three hundred million people in the US, thirty six million in California and a hundred and four thousand in Burbank. Out of all of them I could never love anyone as much as I love you. I know that I could put something down here comparing you to the sun or the moon or the air I breath but none of them compare to you. I just want you to know that my love for you cannot, be measured, classified, or put into words. It is ever growing, ever moving, and solely yours. I will not back down, I will not change my mind, and I will not be conformed to another way of thinking. It took three years to build this relationship. We laid the foundation and built it up brick by brick but even though were still building it; there isn't a brunette, blond or redhead who can tear it down.

All of My Love,

Chuck

She wiped a tear from her mascara stained face and rubbed her puffy eyes gently. "Why do I doubt you".

Teaser

Casey's POV

"Tell me" he said to his prisoner. When he didn't answer he took his already bruised and cut fist and drove it into his prisoners jaw. "TELL ME NOW" he roared as the man's head snapped back from the force of the blow. The man looked up with his bleeding face spitting out the blood from his mouth and looked at Casey with the one eye that wasn't swollen shut. "We're going to find them, were going kill the bitch and then were going to milk the interect for all its worth and when his brain is fried were going to kill him to." Casey had heard enough he drove his fist with as much force as he could into the mans face knocking the man out. Casey looked at the man "No one hurts my family."