The City of Masks
Well, here ya go folks the honeymoon story of Chuck and Sarah. I know many of you have been probably waiting for a story from me amd promised to have it out soon but after months of waiting here it is. I hope you enjoy it.
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I don't own Chuck but I do own the 3rd season on DVD.
Mr. and Mrs. Bartowski
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Sarah Bartowski's eyes slowly opens wide to a semi lit room provided by the sunlight illuminating from a curtain behind her. As her vision becomes clearer the corner of her mouth curls into a smile as she not only feels the satin sheet covering her chest down, but also the hairy chest of her husband one Chuck Bartowski on her right cheek. She takes a brief moment to close her eyes breathing out through her nose a sigh of absolute contentment.
In that brief moment, she clearly hears the beating of his heart causing the new bride to peer up to see her husband's handsome face. She opens her eyes witnessing the serene peacefulness currently on Chuck's face who continues to slumber. It warms Sarah's heart to no end while being in the secure naked embrace of her best friend's left arm around her. In her mind, she could stay in this euphoric state of absolute contentment forever.
The moment for her solidified how far they both have come to be where they are now. The hardened spy who finally found the real woman inside her and the man whose confidence was strengthened by a once hardened spy. The two of them have most definitely changed in the past 3 and half years all-the-while facing challenges that tested them both as individuals, as well as a couple but it was all worth it in the end.
For Sarah, the wedding and the reception that followed afterwards were events in her life she would never forget as long as she lived. When the two left the reception, they drove immediately to Casa Bartowski in order to pack for their trip. There was one problem though. She didn't know where Chuck would be taking her for their honeymoon and as a trained interrogator she wasn't able to pry the information from his lips.
She had to hand it to him for keeping the highly classified information of the honeymoon destination so tight lipped. However, despite not knowing where he would be taking her Sarah knew the one essential to pack other than a sexy negligee…bikinis. The blonde bombshell prepared to possibly to be beach ready because a honeymoon isn't a honeymoon without some fun in the sun.
Mrs. Sarah Bartowski's thoughts reflect back to her trying on several different bikinis. When she stepped out of the closet wearing the leopard print bikini she immediately turned to her right in order to see how it perfectly accentuated her assets. She remember not only standing in front of the mirror viewing her form from every possibly angle and after a few adjustments to her leopard bikini top she decided to change.
It was hard decision for her as she went from trying on a purple bikini then to a gold and finally to a green one. She couldn't make up her mind as she stood there looking over her right shoulder at the reflection in the mirror. To her, the perfect honeymoon bikini was considered truly important to her but the decision on which to bring rested squarely on the shoulders of her husband.
The final decision would come soon enough as her attention from the full length mirror would be quickly averted to Chuck walking into their bedroom. She stood there wearing the green bikini while holding out the other two previously tried on bikinis in each hand. The indecisive veteran C.I.A. agent expected a quick answer but what she received was a momentary pause. From the look in Chuck's eyes she could tell he temporarily lost track of all thought as he stood there holding folded clothes in his hands ready to be back in his travel case.
As cute as the brief moment of silence was, the stuttered response he gave was even cuter as he told her to bring all of them. She could only smile at how he responded because her now husband still acts like a love struck adolescent whenever he is in her presence. For it's one of the many quality that is truly endearing that she absolutely fell in love with concerning Chuck Bartowski.
It's at this point her thoughts subside and she decides to get out of bed in order to freshen up. She reaches up to lightly kiss Chuck on the bottom left side of his chin causing him to stir a bit to the point that the left corner of his mouth curls into a momentary smile. Sarah takes in the seemingly perfect moment capturing it in her mind for posterity sake and quietly proceeds to slide out inevitably sitting on the side of the rather large bed.
Sarah turns looking back over her left shoulder. In doing so, she brushes back her golden locks behind her left ear. She expresses a soft grin as she peers down at her slumbering husband who pleased her many time over and deserved to sleep for just few more minutes. Chuck is going to need all the energy he can muster for the activities planned for day 1 of their honeymoon she thinks to herself.
The soft grin expressed on her lips turns into a smile as she slowly bends down picking up off the nearby couch her white robe provided to her by the lavish hotel. The newlywed slips the robe around her leading her to slowly pushes herself up and then off the bed. She then turns around closing the robe over her naked form and then ties the robe's belt fastening it tightly around her waist.
She turns head peering down to her right to see her wedding ring sitting on the night stand. Sarah reaches down picking it and places it on her finger taking a brief moment to admire it as she soft holds her left in the palm of her right. I am the luckiest woman in the world to have a man such as Chuck Bartowski in my life. Sarah truly believed it and she would quite literally fight anyone who disagreed with her.
Mrs. Bartowski takes another brief moment to lovingly peer down at her husband and then slips out of the bedroom into a seemingly lavish living room illuminated by the bright sunlight outside shining through two double doors. It's in the lavish living room that she heads towards two glass double doors and when she gets there places both hands on the handle in order to open it.
Sarah grips the handle on both doors, opens it, and stands there for a moment feeling the morning air on her cheek. She then steps through the doors finding herself standing on the terrace of her lavish hotel room. As she leans forward on the terrace rail in front of her, she takes in the breath taking surroundings before of the place she's been to many times before…Venice, Italy.
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Venice, Italy has been a place Sarah has frequented many times before but solely as a spy. It was always for business and never for pleasure. However, this time she is here more for pleasure than business and she is going to spend her time along side her husband seeing the sights leaving the spy life behind for 3 weeks. In her mind, nothing would spoil her honeymoon and would dare anyone to even attempt it.
A soft smile appears on her face as she takes a brief moment to look over her right shoulder to look back into the executive suite of the luxurious Hotel Danieli. She had to hand it to her husband for picking not only an excellent hotel but a hotel that offers to take guests to the islands of Venice Lido where they can enjoy water sports, tennis, and golf along with privileged beach access.
In her mind, she and Chuck wouldn't be doing much of any sports related activities during their time in Venice, but they would most definitely be enjoying the beach as much as they possibly can. Three weeks together without any missions to worry about or the threat of being shot at is considered an absolute treat for the two of them but for someone like her partner Casey it would be tortuous.
The veteran agent exudes a small hint of laughter at the thought of Casey trying to enjoy a vacation. A great vacation for him would be tracking the whereabouts of Osama Bin Ladin or simply hiding behind the walls of a Costa Gravan palace for 2 weeks in order to assassinate a former enemy now ally Premier Alejandro Goya. She wonders how her partner is doing since its just he and Travis holding down the Castle fort.
Sarah's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of an echoing voice below her. She looks down to see a gentlemen in his early to late 40's, curly mustache, hat, dressed in uniform standing several feet away from his gondola. Apparently, her presence on the terrace caught his eye and he has become smitten with her complimenting her beauty. "Sei multa bella!" (You're very beautiful) exclaims the gondolier.
She respond in Italian without any problems being that its one of the many languages she is able to speak fluently. "Grazie." (Thank You) responded Sarah.
"Quale è il suo nome?"( What is your name?) asked the smitten gentlemen.
It wouldn't hurt to give her first name even though it isn't her real name she thinks to herself. To her, he's simply sweet, gentle old man enamored by the beauty of woman and vocally expressed his interest. Unfortunately, she is already taken. "Mi chiamo, Sarah." (My name is…) she retorted.
The mention of her name causes the kindly old gondolier to express a wide smile as he continues his attempts to serenade her. "Sarah…" The kind gentlemen becomes animated waving his right hand in the air as he responds by blowing her a kiss. "…ciao bella!"
The newlywed expresses a smile placing her right hand on her chest to show she is truly flattered by his intentions. In doing so, she decides to ask his name since he already knows her? "Quale è il suo nome signore?" (What is your name sir?)
"Alberto bella!" he quickly responded. "Dove sei stato per tutta la mia vita?" (Where have you been all my life?) he wondered.
The innocent and playful banter continues back and forth between the two of them. In her experience, she has dealt with flirtatious nature of Italian men especially if it involved a spy mission. Sarah knew that when it came to these particular men they are well known for being blatantly sexual toward women in the streets to the point of harassment, especially American tourist women.
Italian men bark like dogs, yell things at you, whistle, make gestures, ask you to "fock" them, and sometimes even pinch you. They really are shameless she thinks to herself. However, Sarah knows they're pretty much harmless if you don't acknowledge them whatsoever. In doing so they'll stop, leave you alone, get bored, and then move on to some other beautiful woman who catches their eye.
To Sarah, Alberto is considered a sweetheart and a very respect gentlemen. She thinks to herself that the kindly gondolier would be an excellent asset to have during their time in Venice. It's at this point the conversation between the two of them is suddenly ended as she feels two arms wrap around her waist and then the soft kiss on the side of her left cheek causing her to exude a bright glowing smile.
"Good morning sweetie." Sarah happily said briefly looking back at her husband. "How did you sleep?"
Chuck is about to respond when he hears the echoing sound a seemingly perturbed man down below them causing the two of them to peer down. The sound of disappointment is heard in the voice of the gondolier's voice as he is displeased by the appearance of another man dressed in a white robe. They clearly see him shake his head wondering what is going on.
Thanks to the intersect, Chuck is able to respond to the kindly gentlemen in a very respect way as she reaches over holding up his wife hand to show her wedding ring. "Signora. Mi dispiace." (Married woman. I'm sorry.) responded Chuck.
The newlyweds watch as the gondolier continues to shake his head but eventually takes his hat off placing it over his heart. "Le coeur a ses raisons que la raison ne connaît point." " retorted the gondolier. (The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of) He then gives a nod of the head towards the loving couple but more importantly towards Chuck. "Prendersi cura di lei." (Take good care of her) he said placing his hat on his head.
"Io di lei." (I will) Chuck hollered back. Chuck's attention on the gondolier below turns to his loving wife who turns around in his arms in order to face him. "I definitely will…" he says with a soft smile on his lips as he leans to kiss his wife who responds with a soft smile of her own. "…you can count on it."
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Chuck Bartowski is dressed sitting at the end of the bed bending down and finishes up tying the shoelaces of his left Chuck Taylor shoe. When he's done the newly married man stands up and walks over to the dresser where he reaches over picking up personal items such as the room key card, watch, cell phone, and his wallet. Once he places them in his pocket, he turns his head to the right to see his wife dressed and standing in the bathroom fixing her hair.
He stands there somewhat transfixed on the sheer focus she has in styling her hair the way she wants it. Truth be told it's down right cute in his eyes as he witnesses her purse her lips together and tilts, as well as turns her head from left to right in order to view better angles of her hair. For him, it didn't matter to him whether her hair is up, down, short, long, or no hair on her head at all she will always be considered beautiful in his eyes.
A small hint of laughter escapes under his breathe causing him to turn around, cross his arms, lean back, and sits on the edge of the dresser. Chuck sits there expressing a soft grin as he becomes lost in thought at that very moment. He finds himself being very appreciative all that he has in his life but none more important than having one Sarah Walker becoming his wife.
The successful business owner of Whiz Kid Systems, Inc. wouldn't be the man he is today if it weren't for her. Granted, being sent the intersect was partly responsible but she was the one who pushed and encouraged him to be the man he was meant to be and he has most definitely become that man. It took a while to get there experiencing moments of doubt, fear, and anxiety but it was all worthwhile.
God knows that if she didn't step into his life he would still be that not so confident guy stuck behind the nerd herd desk he thinks to himself. A life of absolute mediocrity where the pain of his breakup with Jill and the betrayal of his best friend Bryce would continue to haunt him to no end. Fortunately for him, he no longer feels the pain of his break up with Jill thanks to Sarah while his friendship with Bryce has been repaired to the point where it has become strengthened once again.
He shakes the thoughts of Jill and Bryce from his head in order to refocus on his beautiful wife who he sees still fixing her hair. Chuck reaches back rubbing the back of his head as he now knows he is truly the luckiest man in the world. He remembers the conversation he had with Mark Ratner at Sarah's high school reunion and saying to him that sometimes the nerd gets the girl.
Although, Mark didn't get the girl in the end being that Heather Chandler was a bad guy he was lucky to be living. I should give him a call and see how he's doing Chuck thinks to himself. In any case, he will and always be a nerd. For it's the guy who Sarah fell in love with who will never change no matter how much fame or fortune he attains because if you don't have true love in your life then everything else is meaningless.
Chuck's thoughts were suddenly broken when he feels a hand placed on his left shoulder. "What are you thinking about?" inquired Sarah reaching down with her right hand to pick up the charm bracelet Chuck gave her on her birthday.
In that moment, Chuck reaches over taking the charm bracelet from her right hand , unlatches it, and places it on her right wrist. As he does so, he looks into her eyes. "You…" he responded. "…and how incredibly beautiful you look, especially your hair." added Chuck.
"Thank you." A bright smile appears on her lips upon hearing that causing her to lean in placing her hands on either side of his face and gives her wonderful husband a soft kiss on his lips. When she leans back she witnesses her husbands all-too-familiar Chuckish smile she has grown to love. "You look incredibly handsome yourself."
"Why thank you?" he said standing up and turning around to face her. "How about my hair?" he asked bending down a bit and pursing his lips together in sort of a Zoolander facial expression.
"If you're asking if its making funny animal shapes then no…" responded Sarah patting him on his chest with her left hand. "…you're good to go honey." she added.
"Awesome." Chucks said clapping his hands together. "I'm starving. Since we slept in for breakfast, let's get some lunch before we head out to see the sights."
Sarah pauses for a moment as she puts on her earrings. Once on she responds to her loving husband. "Sounds like a plan." she said grabbing her purse sitting on a chair to her left right beside the dresser. "Let's go." added Sarah reaching out towards her husband with her left hand extended out. Chuck reaches out taking his wife's left hand and after taking a moment to look around the room they both take their leave exiting out of the executive suite for a fun filled day.
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The afternoon sun is shining and the sky is absolutely clear as Mr. and Mrs. Bartowski sit at an outdoor café known as the Algiubagio. It's a waterfront table relatively affordable at lunchtime here on Venice's northern Fondamente Nuove, where you can gaze out toward San Michele and Murano. On a clear day, you can even see the Dolomites. At least, that is what the concierge told Chuck when he asked where he could find a great place to eat.
He and Sarah were absolutely sold on the restaurant when the concierge mentioned pizza, pasta, tiramisù and something for everyone at lunch while for dessert they serve ice cream. The concierge assured the both of them that its worth the walk knowing that they will truly enjoy the view if they get a good table, which they did and the view is absolutely breathtaking.
Mr. and Mrs. Bartowski with shades on are at the tail end of their meal consisting of pizza, pasta and salad. Afterwards they partake in some ice cream that according to the staff is to die for. As the couple sit across from each other, they gaze out into the wondrous view that is before them. The restraurant itself is right by the Fondamente Nove ferry wharf, which is situated on the Venezia waterfront.
The two of them sit their mesmerized at what they see more so Sarah than Chuck. Chuck takes the opportunity to fish out his iPhone from his right front pocket in order to take a few snapshots for posterity sake. He then turns his Iphone in the direction of his wife sitting across from him and snaps a beautiful photo of her just looking out into the wondrous scenery.
"Wow." stated Sarah as she takes a deep breath in. "You know, I've been here so many times as a spy and not once did I stop to just look around to see where I was." she added.
Chuck places his Ihpone down on the table and then responds to his wife. "Well Mrs. Bartowski…" he answered placing his placing his elbows on the table reaching out with both his hand leading Sarah to place her hands in his. "…you're here not as a spy but as my wife." he added. "We have 3 weeks to enjoy ourselves so what do you want to do first?"
The possibilities are endless as Sarah contemplates what is first thing on the agenda to do on their honeymoon. I know what Chuck wants to do if he had his way not only by the look on his face but the way he's caressing her hands Sarah thinks to herself. As much as she wants to, the blonde female refocuses her thinking on being someone who she never been before…a simple tourist.
Once again Sarah purses her lips together and after a moment or two she responds to her husband. "I think…" She sees the absolute anticipation on Chuck's face and gives him her answer. "…the bathroom."
"The bathroom?" Chuck says somewhat confused. It's at that point, a devilish smile appears on his lips. "I like the way you think." added Chuck raising his eyebrows up and down to clarify he clearly got the message.
Chuck's response causes her shake her head. "What…no…" replied Sarah. "…I need to go to the bathroom and beside we have plenty of time to do that." she added squeezing both her husband's hands.
"I knew that…" nodded Chuck. "…I knew that." he added with an innocent looking smile.
"Uh huh." retorted Sarah with a wry smile. Sarah retracts her hands from her husbands and grabs her purse sitting to safely to her right. She inevitably stands up, takes a few steps, and then leans down to give her husband a soft kiss on his forehead. "I'll be right back." she said. "Don't go anywhere."
"Where would I go?" Chuck responded humorously looking around.
Sarah pats her husband on his right shoulder and proceeds to go to the facilities, which are located inside. As she takes her leave, Chuck sits there finishing off the remaining pizza that is on his plate. After a few seconds, he picks up his phone in order to look over the pictures that he took. In doing so, he is accidentally bumped by one of the guest of the outdoor café causing him to drop his phone under the table.
A bit perturbed he gives a quick look towards the man who bumped him expecting an apology but doesn't get one. He shakes his head in disappointment and then moves his chair back from the table a bit in order to retrieve his phone. At the same time he retrieves it, he hears footsteps approaching the table leading him to think Sarah has come back from using the bathroom.
"Did you wash your ha…?" Chuck doesn't finish his sentence as he sees an extremely beautiful woman sitting in his wife's seat. A bit confused, Chuck looks around a bit and then focuses his attention back on the woman sitting in front of him. "Excuse me miss…" he says a somewhat concerned. "…but my wife is sitting there and she just went to the bathroom."
Chuck doesn't get an answer right away as she sits there silent and considerably mysterious, which in his mind is considered dangerous. It's at this point, Chuck is looking around and is about to get up from the table when the woman suddenly speaks up. "I'm Cassandra."
"Hi Cassandra…" he cautiously responded. "…my name is Chuck and I'm sorry but I'm married." he added pointing to his wedding ring.
Once again the woman known as Cassandra is silent but after a brief moment she responds. "My apologies." she said getting up from the table and making her exit.
A dumbfounded Chuck sits there for a moment trying to figure out what just happened. He comes to the conclusion its just a smitten woman intrigued by him but he's dedicated to Sarah. In that instance, he gets up from the table placing a tip under the glass and then heads inside the establishment to run into Sarah who hopefully is finished using the facilities. As he walks way, a pair of binoculars are trained on him and afterwards the person holding the aforementioned binoculars in his left hand takes out his cell phone with his right inevitably dialing a number. After a a few moments, the other end of the line picks up.
"Contact has been made sir." the man says.
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NOTE: Sorry for the delay. Life pretty much got in the way. In any case, I hope you enjoy the story.
