Chapter 1 -- Full of Grace, Sarah McLachlan
Summary: My take on the iPod playlist idea. I'm not going to lie, this was on random, but not the first songs. Plus, it's a playlist, not the full random. Sue me. I like the idea, I'm just more selective. =P I may try it the hard way later.
Sarah thinks on her career choices and their consequences.
Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck. Or Sarah McLachlan. Or much of anything. Maybe DVDs. Maybe.
She folded her clothes with clinical precision, placing them carefully in organized geometric patterns in her suitcase. The repetitive motion complemented the repetitive thought in her head.
He had to know it would end like this.
Fold, and place. Fold, and place. She would not think about him. Would not think about how hurt he would be.
He had to know it would end like this.
It was comical, almost, how the CIA had "recruited" her. All they had done was given her a legal means to use her skills.
Because really, what difference was there between being a spy and running the long con?
Her father had taught her manipulations with multiplication, how to disarm with a smile. The CIA had taught her to disarm with a weapon, and use one. The perfect spy.
He had to know it would end like this.
The click of the suitcase closing sounded like a shot in the empty room. Everything besides her belongings had already been dealt with by the cleaners. Sarah Walker wouldn't exist in a matter of hours. Someone else would check in, and life would go on here.
He had to know it would end like this.
She left the picture of the two of them from their recreated Comic-Con on the bed. She didn't have the heart to destroy it herself.
***
Casey led the final team of cleaners into the room, and caught sight of the picture on the bed. He palmed it before the rest of the team entered around him, he owed her that much. He knew who she wanted to have it.
***
The sound of Chuck tearing the picture in half was deafening in his bedroom. He threw both into the garbage and slammed the door shut behind him.
Sarah watched from the shadows of Casey's apartment and reached her hand towards the window. He'll forget all about me.
But she knew, con artist that she was, that she lied.
Full of Grace – Sarah McLachlan
the winter here's cold, and bitter
it's chilled us to the bone
we haven't seen the sun for weeks
too long too far from home
I feel just like I'm sinking
and I claw for solid ground
I'm pulled down by the undertow
I never thought I could feel so low
oh darkness I feel like letting go
if all of the strength and all of the courage
come and lift me from this place
I know I can love you much better than this
full of grace
full of grace
my love
so it's better this way, I said
having seen this place before
where everything we say and do
hurts us all the more
its just that we stayed, too long
in the same old sickly skin
I'm pulled down by the undertow
I never thought I could feel so low
oh darkness I feel like letting go
if all of the strength
and all of the courage
come and lift me from this place
I know I could love you much better than this
full of grace
full of grace
my love
A.N.: Hope you enjoyed! I'm still working on vs. the Silence, but my boyfriend is getting sick of me watching the same scene five times to get dialogue and nuance. Oops. ;) Should I bother with these little interludes? Hit the Review button and tell me! :)