DISCLAIMER: The story is an homage to the series Chuck. I do not own the rights to the series or any of the characters from the show. This is an AU with OCs and cannon character cameos. This is my first story, constructive criticisms are always welcome! Please enjoy.
Liam stood in the doorway watching as she packed her things. He ran his fingers through his dark hair and couldn't help but grin at how frantically she was rushing around the room. Even though she wanted to wipe that smug look off his face, there was still a part of her that wanted to kiss him.
"I still don' understand why ya' have to go alone, Kitty." His bellowing Scottish accent rang through the room. He chuckled and scratched his unshaven jaw, then moved to sit beside the suitcase on the edge of the bed. He was playfully unpacking it while she continued to add more clothes. Kit stood for a moment and gave him a sarcastic look. She didn't want to answer him because she knew that he would be able to convince her otherwise. Kit took a deep breath and resumed her business. Liam made a long, drawn out groan and stood back up. She was focused on the dresser, going through to see what else needed to be packed. Then, she felt him come up behind her. His hand brushed over her shoulder and down her arm. Liam took her hand and turned her to face him. She resisted, but turned nonetheless. Kit attempted to look elsewhere but from his gaze, so Liam took her chin in his hand and smiled. "Listen, Love, I just worry about ya'. Ya can' leave! I need you 'ere, with me." Kit let out a resentful sigh.
"You're so dramatic!"
"Wha? No, I'm not! I'm romantic!" Liam grinned.
"You know I'm only leaving for a couple weeks. You're just needy." Kit laughed a bit to herself and resumed. He was like a child sometimes, and stubborn. It was infuriating, but he was loveable as all hell and loyal without fault. She would admit that when he loves, he loves hard. Liam loves her, and she, him.
Liam finally started helping and loaded her suitcase into the car. Before sending her off, he went over the checklist of items she would need for the trip. "Now, ya' have ya' cell charger? I need ya' to make sure it's always charged up, Love, 'cuz I'll be trying to check on ya' for updates on the job." Kit chuckled mirthlessly, "Yes, I have my charger." Liam looked down at her, knowing that she was responding to him like she usually does to her mother. "I know, I know. But I just 'ave to make certain tha' I can report your findings back to the ol' HQ…and 'cuz I'll just be missin' ya so much." He pretended to blush and pulled her waist into his. Kit smiled up at him and hugged him back, resting her head on his chest. He felt her sadness for being away from him and she felt his worry for not being able to come along as back-up. They usually worked together; a team, a partnership, but they have orders. "Carmichael said it's just surveillance. I'm just going to Vegas for a couple weeks to assess the targets and determine whether or not they're going to be a threat. I'll be fine."
Liam drove her to the airport. They stood outside the terminal for a few more moments embracing. Liam was still resistant because he has always been protective of Kit. He could never live with himself if anything had happened to her on his watch. But they had their orders. The two work for an independent organization called Carmichael Industries; a freelance spy agency under the orders of Charles and Sarah Carmichael. Kit has been assigned to assess the threat of disruption within the local government and the like. A larger agency has hired Carmichael Industries for some light contract work. If the threats prove to be more troublesome, Kit will write up her report and alert her supervisors. And later, the organization will determine that next plan of action that will eventual involve Liam.
"Listen, Li, if anything happens, you know ill call you! I promise I won't get in over my head." She looked up at him, a faint twinge on the curve of her smile. She didn't want to leave him either. Liam knew it and relaxed to put her mind at ease. He took her hand and held it on his chest, then leaned down to kiss her forehead. He whispered on her skin, "Alrigh', Love. I'll see ya' soon."
Kit boarded her plane with all the other passengers. It would be a short flight, but she couldn't help but remember her time flying to Vancouver. She and Liam were in between missions and decided to use the flight time to have a date. He ordered champagne in the middle of the flight and set up a mock-picnic with tea light candles. This was Kit's favorite day.
She took her seat by the window and pulled out her dossiers to review her targets.