Title: Normal is Incredibly Overrated
Rating: K
Summary: Normal is incredibly overrated. Chuck/Sarah fluff.
Author's Note: If I owned Chuck, Chuck and Sarah would be together right now. BTW this fic was written in twenty minutes and it is unedited, so sorry if it is not great. I just had to get some thoughts out onto paper. Err…onto a computer screen. Anywho I'm rambling. Please review!
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Sarah, I've taken you back to this beach because exactly four years ago, in this exact spot, you asked me to trust you. And exactly four years ago, I began trusting you. You playfully bumped into me with your shoulder. And despite the very intimidating situation ahead, I felt giddy. Giddy because I had Sarah Walker sitting next to me, and that's all I wanted right at that moment. And now, four years later, that's still all I want.
Sarah, I know. I know you're CIA, I know that you can never tell me everything there is to know about you. But I think that's what makes you even more special to me. I know you. I truly, truly know you. Everything I know about you, I've observed, I've seen, I've learned myself. That's more special than you reciting facts about yourself on a first date, or me hearing about you from a friend. I don't just know you, Sarah, I've…I've discovered you. I've explored you. And that thrills me.
Sarah, you have been amazing these past four years. Not professionally. Well of course professionally -- You've saved my ass from angry guys with guns, deadly spiders in woman form, ex girlfriends, horny housewives, stop me whenever you want? But what I mean is, you've done so much more than that. You've meant so much more to me. You've held me when I needed holding. You've taken my back when I stood alone. Through thick and thin, you've been by my side, and I've been by your side, as well.
I want it to be like that for the rest of our lives, Sarah. Not the saving my ass thing. Well, I'm sure you'll do that many more times in the future. But the together thing, that was what I meant. Sarah, I know that when we hooked up that wonderful day two years ago, you told me that after the Intersect was gone from my head, you'd leave as well. Not because you wanted to leave. Because you wanted me to live a normal life again, with no CIA people involved. That may have been what I wanted before, but that isn't what I want right now. I love you, Sarah. I love you so much, and I can't imagine my life without you. I don't care what you've done or who you've worked for, I just know that I'm crazy about you and need you in my life. I wanted normal. Past tense. But you know what, Sarah? Normal is incredibly overrated. This Intersect business? We met each other because of it, right? A normal life would never have brought us together. Therefore, I hereby hate normalcy.
I love you, Sarah Lisa Walker, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
Will you marry me?