So this is my first attempt at fanfiction. Reviews would be amazing! I want to know if this story is worth continuing. I'm a huge Chuck fan and wanted to share my love with you all.
I don't own Chuck. If I did it would be on for many more years.
Anyway enough of me. Here is the story.
Hi my name is Samuel Bartowski and my parents are spies. They've been spies since before I was born, which was 16 years ago by the way. I've known their secret for about 6 years now and I think it's awesome! I've always known that my mom is a badass, pardon my French, but I thought that my dad was just your typical smart nerd. Boy was I wrong about that! My dad has always been smart. He knows pretty much everything about computers and has even created things himself. I mean he has his own company that is doing amazing! But anyway because of what my parents do and how awesome they are, I've decided that I want to be a spy too. The problem is I haven't told my parents yet and I don't know how they are going to take it. I mean I'm only 16. I haven't even graduated high school yet. So here I am, sitting in my room trying to figure out a way to tell them.
I can hear my little sister Addie and mom talking about girl stuff downstairs. My mom and Addie are like the same person I swear. They look exactly alike and they act the same too. Dad loves it. He says its like knowing mom when she was a kid. I guess that when mom and dad first met each other mom wasn't very forthcoming about who she was. Even after they got married dad had a hard time getting her to talk about who she was.
Anyway I guess I should probably give you a little background on my family. My mom was a spy for the CIA when she met my dad. I guess he was some sort of highly classified government asset and she was sent to protect him. They loved each other from the beginning but because of their situation and my mom's job they had to dance around each other for years. Finally after 5 years they got married. About 3 years after they married I was born. My full name is Samuel Charles Bartowski. My parents told me I was named after both of them. I guess my mom's real name is Sam. Anyways, 3 years after me my little sister was born. Her name is Addison Mary Bartowski. Both my sister and I look like our mother. Addie looks and acts like my mother while I mostly just look like her. I have blonde hair and blue eyes but I'm really tall and lanky like my dad. Oh and my hair makes funny animal shapes, or so my mom says. I like to say that I'm a good mix of both my parents. I love computers like my dad and I'm really smart too. On the other hand I'm really tough like my mom though. She has taught me several fighting techniques on how to defend myself.
Oh sorry about that, got a little side tracked there. So 4 years after Addie was born my parents had another kid. His name is Steven J. Bartowski. He's like the exact replica of my dad. Brown hair, brown eyes and he's super nerdy. Him and dad get along amazing! 3 years after Steve came little Molly Eleanor Bartowski. She's the last one and she's like me, a cross between both parts, except she has brown hair and eyes. She's tough like mom but super smart like dad. I have no doubt she'll go places!
So after all that distraction I think its time I talked to my parents. It's Saturday so they're both home. I've decided that my mom is going to be the hardest to convince. She's said on different occasions throughout my life that she doesn't want any of us ending up like she did before she met dad. I guess I'll just have to convince her somehow. I really want this. I want to help people and save lives like my parents did, still do actually, just in a different way. Okay here I go. I'm just gonna do it.
Sam walked into the kitchen where his mother, father and little sister were. Sarah was cooking something on the stove while Chuck was reading the paper and eating toast. Addie was working on some homework of hers.
"Hey mom, dad I was wondering if I could talk to you guys?" Sam said while standing awkwardly in the kitchen doorway.
"Sure bud what's up?" Chuck said putting his paper down. Behind him Sarah took her attention away from her cooking to give to her oldest son.
"Hey Ad do you think you could do your homework in your room? I want to talk to mom and dad alone." Sam said turning to Addie. "Uh ya sure, I guess." Addie said as she gathered her stuff and headed out of the kitchen.
"Okay Sam what is it that you want to talk about?" Sarah said after taking the food off the stove so it wouldn't burn and sitting down next to her husband at the table.
Sam was very nervous. He wasn't exactly sure how to start. He began pacing back and forth in front of his parents. He knew he was starting to worry them but he was just too nervous to really pay attention.
Sarah was getting worried. Her oldest son Sam was usually very together. She rarely ever saw his get nervous, but right now she could tell he was extremely nervous and it didn't take a spy to figure that out. "Sam was is it? You seem really nervous."
"I want to be a spy! And I know you guys don't' want me to but I feel like I can make a difference in the world, you know really do good. I wanna be like you mom." There, I said it. Sam thought to himself.
As soon as those words came out of his mouth he regretted it. He could tell that his dad was in shock and his mother was about to lose it, and that never happens. His mother has always been the rock in the family. Sometime he thought his dad was more of a girl than his mother, but not right now. It took several minutes of awkward silence before anybody spoke.
"Sam I thought we talked about this before. You know your mother doesn't want any of her kids involved in the spy life. We've worked so hard to keep you guys away from it." Was Chuck's reply to his son.
"I know that but this is something that I really want. Having you guys as a role model and hearing all of your stories has inspired me to do this. Dad I feel like this is my destiny. I was born to be a spy. Mom even said that I was one of the best she's seen while training. It's because I'm her son. I literally was born to do this!" Sam finally sat down at the kitchen table looking at his mother expectantly. He really wanted her to say something. She had been quite the whole time.
"Mom will you please say something?!" Sam was desperate. He was actually kind of scared by the way his mother was acting.
Finally after a couple minutes Sarah spoke. "I'm sorry Sami but I don' know if I can support you in this decision. I understand how you feel about saving people. That's the reason that I did it, but I also know the side where you see death and pain. I still have nightmares about things that I've seen and I've done."
"It's true Sam. The spy life will suck you in and turn you into someone that you hate. When I decided that I wanted to become a spy your mother hated it. She thought that I had changed from the loving, caring man that I was and that made her distance herself. It turned out I couldn't do the things that were required of me to be a spy so uncle Casey helped me out. Your mother found out I hadn't changed and that was the best feeling for her."
"Samuel this life will change you. You will have to do things that will haunt you for the rest of your life. Is that worth it to you? Can you live with ghosts and demons by your side forever, because that is what will happen Sami. I can promise you that."
"Why are you guys trying to discourage me from this?! This is what I really want. I thought you guys were supposed to support me in my life decisions. Any mom, you of all people should help me with this. I thought we were close, but I guess I was wrong." Sam knew he was headed nowhere so he just started to walk away.
"Where do you think you're going?" Chuck said as Sam started to walk away.
"I can tell you guys don't give a shit so I'm just gonna head up to my room and think of a different, boring path I can take my life so mom can sleep easy at night." He knew that was definitely gonna get him in trouble but he was too upset to care right now. Next thing he knew he was storming into his room and slamming the door. He threw himself on his bed in exasperation. He needed to think and clear his head.
Chuck and Sarah just sat at the table in silence. Sam had never acted out before. He was always respectful and he surely never swore at them. Sarah felt especially bad. She didn't have a favorite child because that would be wrong but Sam was right, they were close. She was very happy with her close relationship with her first born. Now she felt like she had hurt him to the point that it would damage their relationship. She couldn't hold in her tears anymore. She let them fall from her face as Chuck enveloped her in his arms.
"Oh baby its okay. You didn't say anything that wasn't true. Just let him think this through and calm down and we can talk again." Chuck said as he rubbed small circles on Sarah's back.
"He hates me now Chuck. Did you see the look on his face, hear what he said to me? He's my first baby. I cant bare the thought of him hating me!" Sarah was really staring to lose it now. 16 years of motherhood had really softened her hard shell, not to mention Chuck himself.
"Oh baby I'm so sorry about this. You know that you have his best intentions in mind. He's only a kid. He doesn't realize what the spy life entails."
"This is all my fault Chuck. If I had never been a spy then this wouldn't even be an issue."
"Sarah don't you dare think that! First of all, if you had never become a spy we never would have met and these kids wouldn't exist, and second of all you being a spy is what made you who you are today."
"Oh please Chuck, we both know that on my own I'm nothing. You made me who I am today, not the spy life. I don't want Sam to be me. He's a good boy, soon to be man, and he only has half of you in him so we need to keep an eye on him."
Sarah really didn't know what to do about her son.
"How about I go talk to him? Maybe I can get his thoughts and see if I can help him understand where we are coming from." Chuck really hoped he could make peace with his son and make his wife feel better.
"Ya, okay Chuck. I think I'll just stay here and clear my head." Chuck leaned forward and kissed Sarah on the head before he got up and headed to his sons room.
Sam was lying on his bed when he heard a soft knock on his door. He figured it was his dad, come to make peace. "Come in."
Chuck slowly opened the door to see Sam laying on his bed with his arm over his eyes. He could tell Sam was upset with himself. "Hey buddy how ya feeling?" Was all Chuck could think of to say.
"Not so good dad. I lost it down there and now mom probably hates me. Did you see the crushed look on her face right before I stormed away?"
Wow its crazy how alike they are! Chuck thought to himself. "No buddy your mom doesn't hate you. She could never hate you. Actually she thinks you hate her now." Chuck said as he sat down on the bed next to Sam.
"She thinks I hate her?" Sam said as he sat up very quickly
"Well I'm not sure but that's what she said. She's probably just upset about what happened earlier. Your mother loves you very much and she doesn't want to see anything bad happen to you. You know she's the protector in this family. It's her job to keep you safe and that's what she's doing by disagreeing with you on the spy thing."
"Ya I know dad. And I promise I don't hate mom. It's the exact opposite actually. I love her to death and that's why its sucks that she doesn't agree with me on this. I really want her support and approval. That's what means the most to me in this life. I figured that I could learn from her and make her proud but I guess not." Sam seemed genuinely defeated by his last statement. Chuck really didn't know how to make this situation better.
"Wow how old are you?!" Chuck said looking his son with a smile on his face.
"Dad you know I'm 16." Sam said like 'Duh Dad'.
"Well what you just said made you seem a lot older buddy. Most kids your age would be throwing a fit and not caring about their parent's opinion. You on the other hand thrive for it. I'm so proud of you buddy." Chuck truly meant everything he just said.
"Well thanks dad. I just hope I can talk to mom and work something out. It hurts me to disappoint her." Sam's mood started to lighten talking to his dad.
"Ok good. How about we go downstairs and talk to her? I bet she would really appreciate it." Chuck said as he got up off of the bed. Sam go up to follow as he put his arm around his dad's shoulder.
"Sounds good to me. Thanks dad, I love you."
"I love you too Sam." Both father and son walked out of the room feeling a lot better than when their conversation started.