Chuck vrs Manning up:
This takes place after Chuck saves Sarah on the bridge from Shaw. She is still under the effects of the neuro toxin Shaw had used to incapacitate her so he could kill her by throwing her into the river. But Chuck being the consummate hero shoots Shaw saving his Sarah from certain death.
Chuck felt guilty about leaving Sarah alone, even for a minute, but didn't want to reek of sweat and vomit when she woke up. He hopped in the shower, and within a swift ten minutes he was dressed in a brown button down shirt, black jeans and his Converse
He sat at his chair, cracked open his laptop, and composed his report to General Beckman. The gory details of The Shaw Incident took the rest of the night for him to outline. Chuck had to stifle yawns… He made use of the coffee machine … But after much tedious work, his documents were ready, and attached to an e-mail that he sent to Washington.
As the morning broke with the promise of a lovely clear day, and his e-mail chirped, it was a message for Casey.
Bartowski – Looks like I'm back in. Complete with new Crown Vic. Leaving by military transport with Director. See you in Burbank. Again, good work, thanks Casey
Well that's some good news Chuck thought. More good news moaned softly from the bed. Sarah was beginning to stir. She weakly sat up into a low slouch, her head resting against the headboard and Chuck popped up from his chair, and gingerly made his way to his awakening lady.
"Hey," he said. "How are you feeling?" He sat by Sarah's legs and stretching over them, sat the computer down on the left side of the bed, opposite her
Mmmmm" … Sarah mumbled, slowly taking in her surroundings and Chuck's face. "Hmm, What happened?"
Chuck had told the story three times by now – twice to Casey, and just now in a written report to Beckman. His mind was simply too spent to bring out the details again. He simply gave a fatigued "Everything's okay now
"What about Shaw?", Sarah asked.
"He's dead." Chuck tried to rally up some sympathy for how Sarah might receive this news. Mere days ago, Shaw had been her lover – mere hours ago, Shaw had still been a respected agent and ally. Only very recently had the full extent of his treachery been revealed. Chuck doubted he'd have many lasting regrets over killing Shaw, but causing Sarah pain without trying to soften the blow was unthinkable.
"I'm sorry."
Sarah's face fell serious as she struggled to assemble the pieces she could remember.
"Oh my God. We … There was … There was a café … and there was a bridge and he tried to kill me and … Oh my God – you shot him!" Sarah's eyes flew wide in horror, her mouth slightly agape
Perhaps if Chuck hadn't been so fatigued, he'd have been able to interpret Sarah's look correctly – a reflection of fear, concern, and relief – all for him and nobody else. But Chuck panicked, fearful that the woman he loved was again looking at him as a frighteningly cold-blooded creature that she had helped create and was now disgusted by. Exhausted, his voice fracturing, and near tears, he croaked out "I couldn't let him hurt you, Sarah. Trust me; I did what I had to do! But I'm still the same guy. I'm still Chuck. I promise."
The panic in his voice was evident to Sarah, as was the fearful look with which he gazed upon her – terrified of, yet willing to accept her judgment and opinion of him. Certainly not for the first time, and most definitely not for the last, Sarah Walker stared into the eyes of Chuck Bartowski and fell in love. Her blue eyes flashed warmly, and an adoring smile spread across her face. "You saved me." From her relatively awkward slouch, she rose and leaned forward to claim his lips with hers.
The eagerness in her eyes suggested that she was springing at him as quickly as she could, but her drowsiness was hindering her
It mattered little. In the moment their lips met, images raced through Chuck's mind – not altogether unlike one of his flashes, but infinitely more pleasurable. … Of Sarah and he at the Los Angeles docks, what was assumed to be a bomb ticking away their final seconds in this life, she desperately grabbing his head for their first kiss… Of Roan Montgomery demanding that they kiss as a part of his seduction mentorship … of the humid morning in Barstow with the hotel with the broken air conditioner where she woke up in his arms, with her eyes glowing with pent up desire … and of her on his kitchen floor less than two days ago, telling him that she had fallen for him within a day of their laying eyes on each other. …
Now, here, in Paris, no less, her hands were cupping his head, pulling him in for another kiss. The two separated and regarded each other. Sarah gazed at him with two levels of reassurance - Firstly that Chuck could put to rest any fears of her thinking less of him for what he did on thePont Saint Michel –
And secondly, that, despite appearances, she was not feeling like any kind of invalid or recuperate, and that she was regarding him with legitimate desire – a desire that, Chuck being Chuck, he might be tempted to ignore or resist for fear of taking advantage of her in her weakened state
Chuck's sigh and grin of relief practically lit up the already bright bedroom. Sarah's hand again flew to Chuck's neck and she brought herself over for another kiss. Chuck now cupped her head, as their kissing intensified Sarah cracked open her mouth in the slightest to allow her tongue to caress Chuck's lips
The computer next to them made three horrifying chirps, signifying an incoming communique from Beckman. Neither the fire alarm going off, nor a salvo of machine gun fire coming through the window could have possibly been less welcome than this. Chuck quickly disengaged from Sarah and sat on the bed, feigning innocence. Sarah simply slumped a little in frustration
"Chuck, Sarah…" Brigadier General Diane Beckman's face filled the screen. If she was suspicious or flabbergasted at seeing Chuck and Sarah in what was-and probably looked like – an intimate moment, she didn't show it. "Excellent work. I've consulted with Colonel Casey, and he's brought me up to speed. I'll expect a full report when you get back to Burbank".
Both Sarah and Chuck were successful in suppressing their laughter at this, but not their smiles. The very notion that they would be able to abandon this city … this room … this bed … each other, was not even frustrating, not even insulting, -it was just comical. Chuck drummed up what little officious respect for Beckman's general's stars he could muster and addressed Beckman politely. "Actually, General I think we're going to need a few more days in Paris." Sarah flashed him a tight-lipped, impish grin that seemed to say
"No, I want you back ASAP. We have another mission" The general curtly dismissed. "Last night a team of Peruvian Assassins broke into …
It might have been not having slept in over 32 hours or the realization about possibly losing
Sarah that he finally lashed out at the General. In a loud and clear voice he responded in a loud "No, "
"What was that Agent Bartowski?" seemingly annoyed at his outburst.
"You heard me General, I said No!" chuck repeated.
"I told you General, that Shaw was a danger especially to Sarah and you blew me off."
"But I almost lost the most important person in my life because of you and you not listening. I will not let anyone hurt Sarah not then or now!" Chuck firmly announced.
Both Sarah who was with Chuck and General Beckman on the video link could see the serious tone he voiced, in reality this Chuck was not the easy going chuck they both knew. He was a man determined, forceful, and very, very angry.
"I almost lost the Woman I love! , yes General I LOVE HER. AND I WILL BE DAMMED IF I AM GOING TO LOOSE HER!"
So before either women could recover at the shock of seeing chuck almost livid at losing Sarah, he quickly said." So General before you and anyone else who may be watching this feed." Turning to Sarah , "Sarah I love you and I have always loved, and love you. From the day you walked into the Buy-More to fix your phone, and every day when I see you, your smile, and every mission we do together I have a question for you. A very important question."
Chuck slowly took out a small red box and opening it, Sarah's eyes grew wide at what she saw inside. Three rings one a beautiful 3 carat princess cut diamond with a another full carat surrounding the main stone, and two wedding bands a simple gold band for him and hers a gold band with a one carat diamond accents.
"Sarah I can't live without you, would you do me the honor and marry me? "Chuck asked her softly.
Tears coming down her face could be seen on Sarah, and a smile growing on her lips.
"Oh Yes, Yes, Yes Chuck she almost screams throwing her arms around his neck pulling him in to a passionate kiss while General Beckman viewed flabbergasted on the video link.
Chuck then faced the General, "General We are going to get married her in Paris and going on a honeymoon so after all this heartache I hope you fully understand our situation."
General Beckman was not a woman who was ever at a loss for words but here and now she had no reply to give both Agents, except a short "Okay!"
At this very moment she heard loud yelling and cheering outside her office. As she opened her office door she was horrified to realize that remember that there was always surveillance done on all video links. All the staff especially the female one cheering and exclaiming that Agent Chuck Bartowski had finally landed the Biggest prize in the annals of CIA/NSA history. An agent Sarah Walker had been proposed to and she had accepted the proposal of marriage. Laughter of joy that the once Ice princess's heart had finally been melted by a wonderful nerd from Burbank no less.
The Beginning LOL!