Wow. I haven't written a fanfiction for aaageees. To be honest, I'd not been in the mood for it. I've
just been so busy. I know that's no excuse, but sue me. Oh, and I've changed my profile a tad. I
also watch Chuck. So this is a Chuck fic. And I've added my Twitter and Blogger accounts. I may say
updates on my twitter of my fanfictions
Ok. So, this is a fluffy Charah family fic, just to get me back into the swing of things. May go
somewhere and be a series of one shots. May not. You decide...
Btw, don't own Chuck, or Zachary Levi. You have no idea how much I wish I did…
Someone's Watching Over You
Sarah Bartowski had been patient for a long time now. Jogging her baby daughter on her kneealmost without thought, she looked up at the clock and scowled. Chuck had promised he'd be home by now. He wasn't.
The baby on her knee made a whimpering noise, snapping Sarah out of her scowl. Lifting the pinkbundle into her arms, she began to shush it, rocking backwards and forwards, praying that when her husband did make an entrance he would be quiet about it. Looking over at the crib, where another pink bundle was sleeping soundly, she sighed. She checked her daughter over, making sound sure she was asleep, and placed the now sleeping babe next to her sister.
Sitting back down on her bed, Sarah sighed. She checked her phone again. It was ten past six.
"Chuck, where the hell are you?" There was a sudden rap at the Morgan door. Looking up quickly, spy senses tingling, Sarah grinned. Her husband was standing there, red roses in hand, smiling sheepishly like an idiot. She crept to the window and opened it carefully so as not to wake her sleeping daughters. Chuck grinned like an idiot and thrust the flowers out to her. Taking the flowers, Sarah smiled softly. She gestured for him to come him and he stepped through the window, also careful to not wake his children.
"I am so sorry Sarah," he whispered, "I just caught up at work. And then I saw I was late so I stopped by at the store to…" Sarah shook her head and pulled him into kiss her before he had a chance to finish. He groaned at the contact and pulled her closer. A gurgling noise broke them from their kiss. Both parents looked at the crib. The other girl was now up, legs kicking wildly in the air. Chuck smiled softly and walked over to her.
"Hey princess," he picked her up and held her close, "miss daddy?" Sarah smiled and sat back down on the bed, watching as Chuck rocked their baby back and forth. The little girl kept making noises, which made Sarah giggle slightly.
"We miss you when you're not here Chuck," she sighed, folding her hands, "you miss so much." Chuck frowned.
"Well, work is hard baby, and I can't not do stuff. The company's really beginning to take off and…" Sarah hushed him. Picking up their other daughter, she held the child close, humming some unknown song. Chuck grinned, "Well, you look like you're surviving just fine." Sarah looked up at him.
"It's because they're angels Chuck! They sleep all day, and then when they wake up at night you're more than happy to look after them." Sarah sighed, "I'm not that great a parent, you make up for the both of us…" Chuck looked shocked. He sat down on the bed and manoeuvred himself so he could sling an arm around Sarah's shoulder and hold his daughter.
"Hey, baby, where's this coming from?" Sarah shrugged, her eyes falling to the sleeping baby in her arms, "look Sarah, you're an amazing mom. You look after our girls like your life depends on it. Never, ever second guess your skills as a mother." Sarah smiled a watery smile and looked up to her husband. Kissing him carefully on the lips, she went back to rocking her baby, completely and utterly content.