"You see that star out there on the horizon? That's the Air Force bouncing Morimoto's satellite off the atmosphere and burning it up. Make a wish…it's yours."
Sarah spoke the words and forced herself to just watch the satellite. She knew Chuck had a tendency to mouth some things he was thinking, when he was thinking really hard. And as desperately as she wanted to know what he was wishing for, she also wanted to feel worthy of his continuing respect. He wouldn't spy on her, so she was determined to minimize her spying on him.
Her mind waged war against itself, though. Would he still wish for her? It was so nice to be loved so completely – agape, a part of her mind said. She really enjoyed the heady feeling of attraction, even though she knew it had threatened her effectiveness. It was still there – maybe hidden under another layer, but it was ever-present.
Or would he wish for a normal life? Being normal seemed so important to him. But he just was NOT normal – why couldn't he see that? He was so much better, in so many ways, than everybody around him – hell, better than most of the quote-extraordinary people-unquote she'd known in the CIA. He had faith in people. He could do almost anything he set his mind, too. And, man, what a mind he had. He put things together so quickly.
She sighed inwardly, careful not to let it show, as another part of her mind kicked in. Was he really all that special? Or were her emotions getting the better of her, again? It was so new to her, she couldn't tell. At least Casey had readily agreed that Chuck was more than deserving of a few credits from Stanford, when she'd recommended that particular solution to answer Ellie's concerns. She wasn't the only one who saw something good in Chuck – and she could trust Casey to be objective.
God, she wanted him. She so wanted to just throw him down on the deck and rip that uniform off him. It would feel so deliciously good. Or would it?
She again cautioned herself. Did he really want that? Would that be any good for any of them?
Her mind drifted back to the diploma. She'd expected more excitement and more glee from him, when he found it was real. Was it just taking time to sink in? Would he be wishing for a real job – away from the Buy More? Or did he not want to leave his friends?
His friends…knowing Chuck, he would probably wish for something for one of them. Heck, he even saw good in that slug, Jeff. A small mental shiver ran down her spine. But…that was probably it – he was probably wasting his wish on Jeff.