Hi. This is my first Chuck story, if you don't count the one short one-shot I wrote for #saveChuckAgain. As Chuck is one of my favorite shows, I decided to write a fanfiction about what it would look like if the roles were swapped - what if Chuck was the CIA operative and Sarah was the one with the Intersect in her brain?
Please, read and review, I would really appreciate it.
Chapter 1 - Sarah vs. The First Meeting
Charles Irving Bartowski existed no longer. Now, he was Charles Carmichael, the most ruthless and deadliest CIA agent the agency ever had. He used to have a partner, Bryce Larkin, who has also his best friend since college. Unfortunately, the agency separated them, and they both went solo. As he was the best, he always got sent to the most dangerous missions – facing an army or going undercover.
Not that Charles didn't like it. He loved the thrill, loved the adrenaline. He also loved the planning, infiltrating. He loved everything about it. Except for one thing. He was lonely. He felt uterly alone. Because of his job at the agency, he doesn't even have time for his friends and family (well, that one member of it). But he is, in fact, glad. He isn't the same as he was the last time he was home. In Burbank.
He used to be very friendly, you know. He sometimes is, even now. But he isn't the same Charles he used to be. He isn't the same Chuck he used to be. Chuck Bartowski was a naive nerd with love for.. basically, everything. He trusted too easily, which almost cost him his life in his early days as a CIA operative. Of course, Bryce saved him.
Unfortunately, Bryce died a few days ago. But not before sending the Intersect to some random citizen, who, most likely, was not so random.
Bryce saved his life countless of times, and Charles owed him. That's why came home. To Burbank.
He pulled some strings and got sent here by General Backman, his supervisor. Truth be honest, Charles liked the General. She was small and.. a little old, yes, but she was a force to be reckoned with.
Back to the present. Charles found out that Bryce sent the Intersect to his ex-girlfriend named Sarah Walker (the name sounds fake, by the way, but he's not the one to talk – his codename is Carmichael). He's never met her before, which isn't all that surprising. But Bryce told him some stories about her.
You might ask what the Intersect is. Well, to dumb it down a little bit, Intersect is a software specializing in housing and analysing large quantities of encoded data. It used to be stored in Washington D.C., but shortly before his death, Bryce downloaded the Intersect and sent it to Sarah Walker.
Now, he was undercover. After a long time. So, of course he would be a little rusty. He was prepared for it.
He found out that Sarah Walker worked in the local electronics store called Buy More as something called a Nerd Herd, the computer and technical support divison of the store itself. She repaired stuff. He decided he would put on the role of a desparate, handsome guy, who has problems with his phone.
So, he put on some tight button-up with rolled up sleeves, combed his hair, and put on the facade.
Truth be told, he didn't like lying to people, especially someone innocent like Sarah Walker. All she did was being guilty of being the ex-girlfriend of a CIA operative. She still lived with her parents, for God's sake!
‚Focus, Charles. Focus,' thought Charles.
He walked in to the store. The store itself wasn't anything special – it looked like a classic eletronics store, with customers, employees, and a lot of electronics. He slowly made his way toward the the Nerd Herd.. well, I suppose you could call it a stand.
In there, there was a beautiful blonde woman with the bluest eyes he has ever seen – well, he was dumbstruck. When he came over to her, she smiled at him sweetly. Her hair was in a bun and she was wearing, what he supposed, was the uniform all employees of Nerd Herd were supposed to wear. Skinny jeans, which were probably her own, not the uniform, and a white, short-sleeved shirt with the Nerd Herd logo on it.
„Hello. My name is Sarah, what can I help you with?" asked Sarah sweetly.
Charles was screwed. Even with his CIA training, he couldn't help it but start blabbing a little bit.
„He-hi. My name's Charles, and, uh.. I have a problem with my phone, I was wondering if you could help me with it," said Charles, finally.
How the hell did this happen? He was the deadliest CIA operative, the most ruthless agent the agency has ever seen. And somebody, particularly all of the female agents, think he is the hottest one, too. How come he is blabbing, stuttering, and completely making a fool out of himself?
Well, you could say that the shyness never leaves you. Charles was horribly shy as a child, that's why he only had one girlfriend in his entire, twenty-seven years old life. But, that's a topic for another day.
Sarah looked highly amused by his stuttering and blabbing.
„Well, I'm glad I could entertain you," smiled Charles.
Sarah smiled as well.
„Well, please, show me what's the problem with your phone," said Sarah with a smile.
Chuck wordlessly pulled the phone out of his pocket and gave it to her.
„Well, it just won't turn on," said Charles.
Sarah took the phone from him and looked at it. She smiled.
„Of course! That's Intelicell, yeah. This model has a little screw that pops lose, right in the back here."
Sarah then proceeded to take off the phone housing, as well as the battery. She then took a screwdriver and quickly screwed the screw. She then put the battery and the housing back and gave him the phone.
„Done. Try to turn it on," said Sarah. Chuck then turned on the phone, and indeed, the phone turned on. After punching his PIN code, he looked at her.
„Thank you very much. Though, there is one more problem with the phone," said Charles.
Sarah looked a little surprised, but in a good way.
„And what's that?" she asked, a little amused.
„It doesn't have your phone number in it," said Chuck with a charming smile. She immidiately started to laugh, but not the mocking laugh, the good laugh. She then took a pen and a paper and wrote her number down.
„There you go, Charles. And, uh, it may sound a little weird, but Charles sounds a little too..." she stopped, probably because she couldn't find the right words.
„Formal?" finished Charles for her.
„Exactly! You know what I mean," said Sarah.
Chuck smiled. He knew exactly what she meant.
„Well, you can call me Chuck, if you want to," said Charles.
„Very well, Chuck. I expect a call from you, got it?" asked Sarah.
He didn't know if he would call her. Now, he just had to break into her apartment and steal her computer with the Intersect on it. Easy. Though he was a bit sad he wouldn't get to spend some time with her. She really looks like a great girl to spend evening with.
„Don't worry, I will."
So, this is the end of the first chapter. Please, really, tell me what you think.
See ya around :)