AN: O.K. So this is just a cathartic exercise for me yet again. Every time I write something like this, somebody (a character) is going to end up dead because of my dark nature. This comes days after 3.07. I don't own anything.
Sarah vs. the St. Valentine's Day Massacre
Sarah Walker sighed as she sipped from her glass of Merlot, waiting for her date to return from the restroom.
It was Valentine's Day, and Shaw had, of course, asked her out to this fancy five star restaurant. She said yes, and regretted it immediately. In fact, she regretted everything she had said to Shaw in the last few days. I mean, what was she thinking? She knew that getting involved with Shaw was like playing a dangerous game, that's why she never told her feelings too…
She stopped herself. No, she shouldn't think of that name. If she did, she wouldn't be able to contain herself.
Yeah,
Don't think about him.
Brunettes, IT'S ALWAYS BRUNETTES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She started to tear up a bit as she failed in her goal.
She didn't have anything against She Who Shall Not Be Named personally; in fact she never met her. But she should be with Chuck, not that hussy! She had always been a possessive person, so when Chuck and She Who Shall Not Be Named grew closer, (Yeah, she saw the kiss during debriefing!) she felt so angry that she just wanted make Chuck feel a little bit of the pain that she was going through. This was where Daniel Shaw came in to fill the void.
Big mistake. Shaw was nice and all that, but… he wasn't Chuck and he would never be Chuck, as she came to realize during the past few days.
She sighed once again, as she pondered what to do. She then came to a firm decision in her head. She would tell Shaw that their relationship would have to be strictly professional. Then she would go back to Casa Bartowski, no doubt where Chuck and She Who Shall Not Be Named are having a grand old time, and spill her guts to him. She knew that it would hurt SWSNBN, but in Sarah's mind, she knew that she was doing a favor. Chuck was just too dangerous for SWSNBN, or any civilian. Sarah could properly protect him as well as love him. Or could she? Bah! Details for the morning! Tonight is for proclamations of love and the most anticipated sex she will ever have experienced.
As Shaw came back to the table, she put her game face on. It was show time.
"Are you okay, Sarah?" Shaw asked as he sat down.
Sarah took a deep breath and was about to say her piece when Shaw's phone went off.
"Hang on a minute" Shaw said and answered his phone. Sarah closed her eyes and tried to think about what she was going to say.
She opened her eyes and saw Shaw drop his phone with a graven look on his face.
She looked at him inquisitively.
"It's Chuck. For some reason, he went to my hotel room. There was a Ring agent waiting there…
AN: Okay, I have to let you off here. This will be a two shot. Sorry for the morbidity. If it seems a bit herky jerky, I'm writing this at 2:00 in the morning. Plus If JS and CF could get away with it…