Sarah vs The Serious Fic

A/N- This one is not meant to be humorous. Similar premise as my previous fic, Sarah vs The Stall, but considering this one is supposed to be serious I hope Sarah is in character. The previous one, vs The Stall , was in fact meant to be parody (including some of the review replies and story summary) and has been renamed to Sarah vs The Dark Parody to reflect that. Hmmm could it possibly qualify it as a Viral fic?

However I do apologize to Foolkiller, and anyone else, for offending you. I am truly sorry you found that attempt at humor (something I am admittedly very bad at) offensive and if there is anything I can do to make it up to you, feel free to let me know.

I don't own Chuck or NBC. Although GE (parent company of NBC) is trading at 13 USD per share so if I picked up some shares could I just buy the small part of GE that owns Chuck? I'd be fine with that.

Chapter 1- One is the loneliest number.

He was gone. Chuck was gone. They had known this would happen, she'd gone to bed that night knowing he'd be gone by the time she woke up, but that didn't mean it still didn't hurt. As she looked out at the courtyard, she had spent the night with Chuck in his apartment, the world looked duller. The colors looked duller and grayish compared to how they had looked the previous morning when she'd woken up with Chuck's arms around her. She missed him already, since the day of the wedding they'd been inseparable—something Casey found out the hard way when he hadn't knocked—and Sarah had been confused if the bride and groom were supposed to experience post wedding bliss or the guests.

Without an assignment she had planned to call in sick and take the day off, a first for her. She rolled over to where Chuck had slept and buried her head into the pillow. Her phone chirped, she recognized the ring tone as a message from Chuck. She grabbed it off the night stand and looked at it.

I think they're taking my phone away. Sorry, I wish I could keep in contact, but I don't think I'll be able to. I miss you.

She wasted no time in responding

Don't worry, we'll be back together soon. Do you think I could get Casey to bring me food though? Because I'm not sure I can think of a reason to get out of this glorious bed.

His response took longer than she had expected, but arrived a couple of minutes later

Morgan is taking over Ellie and Awesome's bedroom. They moved out yesterday.

Her response, both text message and real world, was instantaneous.

Ok, I'm up and out of the house. I miss you.

She wanted to say more, but those words were meant for face to face conversations. She thought back to the first real night.

***

She collapsed against her weight bag after having spent the previous three hours working out her frustrations on it. Four hours earlier she had seen her dreams of a normal life evaporate before her very eyes. If the Ring hadn't interfered she would be laying in bed spent from a nights activities with Chuck, but they had and now Bryce was dead, Chuck was the Intersect, and she was alone.

Her phone brought her back to reality. She knew it was Chuck and she knew what he'd want to talk about, but she didn't want to. But she couldn't say no to him, "Yeah?" She used her most stand offish voice she could muster.

"Hey, I know today was rough on you and I just got out of my briefing so do you think I could come over and we could hang out?"His voice was strained and stressed.

She knew it was dangerous, but couldn't resist him when he sounded so tired and in need of a drink, "Come on over."

The knock on the door came a lot sooner than she had expected, she realized he must have been on his way when he called.

"Hey." She greeted.

"You look tired I—Its late I shouldn't have come."

"No its fine come on in." She wanted nothing more than to be angry with him, but she couldn't be mad at him for acting like the hero she had told him he was. Her life would have been so much easier if she had fallen for Bryce and not Chuck, but alas it was the nerd and not the spy who had managed to steal her heart.

"Sarah what's wrong?"

It was the moment of truth, either she had to give up any chance of a relationship with Chuck or tell him the truth. Her shoulders sagged as she felt the weight of the world descend upon her. "You look stressed Sarah, how about I buy you some time at a spa to make up for me forcing you to stay and babysit me?"

"NO! You didn't make me stay, I was going to stay regardless of what happened."

"Sa—" she silenced him with a finger on his lips.

"No, this is hard for me and I'm going to speak for once." He nodded and she felt his lips curl up in a smile under her finger. "I—I like you Chuck. Actually I like you a lot and the reason I look stressed is because this thing," She gestured back and forth between the two furiously. "This thing is driving me crazy. This thing under the cover thing I don't like it."

His face dropped and his brow furrowed in confusion.

"No! That's not—I'm really bad at this. I like you, but I don't like the thing under the cover thing, because we aren't honest with each other and then we have moments like Barstow which I hate—No I don't hate what we almost—I hate that we almost and that we didn't and that we never got to—"

"Sarah Walker are you asking me out on a real date?"

The look on her face was all he needed, but she knew he would want the words. "Yes I am." Sarah dropped down on one knee and with mock serious asked, "Chuck Bartowski will you do me the honor of being my boyfriend?"

"Of course," he answered and they shared a nervous laugh.

He pulled her up and planted a quick kiss on her lips, it lacked the passion the later kisses would, but for now at the very beginning it represented everything their new relationship was. Short, honest, and innocent.

"It's getting late I should go." He made no move to leave as their eyes locked and he lost himself in her brilliantly beautiful blue eyes.

Everything in her told her to detach her emotions and return to her Agency training, but she knew that wasn't what Chuck wanted. She had done that countless times over the previous two years and every time she ended up hurting both herself and Chuck. So for the first time in nearly half a decade she went against her CIA training. "Stay, I sleep better when you're there." Her eyes were filled with vulnerability. "I want to wake up with you again. Barstow was the best morning of my life."

Chuck was momentarily stunned by the raw emotion in her eyes and voice. She was never that emotional with him, he knew it must have been difficult for her.

***

She really had no idea what to do with herself. For the first time she didn't have an assignment to complete, cover to secure, or plane to catch. She was free.

A/N- Would anyone be interested in a Chuck/Get Smart fic? The movie not series, since I'm a bit young to have seen the series.