Title: Chuck vs. Sarah's Next Mission
Summary: Sarah is sent on a dangerous under cover mission. Takes place after 2x21. Not sure how many chapters yet...Rated T.
AUTHOR'S NOTE!!
Okay, so I had writer's block. Had too much on my mind to write well. I get rid of my writer's block by just writing about whatever my mind is dwelling on, and I just let whatever I want come out. So out comes Chuck fan fiction. Decided to post it.
I'll write at least one more chapter of this, since I had some later events in mind when I wrote it and it'd feel too incomplete not to include them.
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"Good night Chuck, sleep tight. You too, Sarah," Ellie called out as Chuck and Sarah retreated back to his bedroom. Sarah smiled at Ellie and slipped her hand into Chuck's.
Once they were inside the room and the door was securely shut, Chuck wasted no time in wrapping his arms around Sarah's waist and pressed his lips against hers. It had taken all of his self restraint to keep himself from touching Sarah that evening with Ellie and Awesome. He had always dreaded showing PDA before, and that changing suddenly would alert Ellie that something was up.
He wasn't thinking straight. All he could think of was Sarah's scent, the taste of her sensitive lips, the feel of her soft skin under his fingertips. And oh, her tongue…He was drunk on Sarah.
He tipped them over onto his bed, unbuttoning Sarah's shirt and taking it off in the process. As he pressed his pelvis against hers, she let out of a soft moan into his lips. The sound and the sensual vibration made Chuck's heart flutter. "Chuck…" she whispered faintly as she moved her neck an inch backwards, breaking their lips apart.
Chuck undid the buttons of his shirt quickly and threw it somewhere on the floor. Sliding his hands up her thighs under her skirt, he kissed her again.
Sarah tensed a little and said something that Chuck couldn't quite make out.
He continued to kiss her. Sarah, keeping her legs still entwined with his, pushed him back a little bit, ending the kiss. "Chuck, stop."
Chuck was frustrated after two years of the emotional rollercoaster. Still, always the gentleman, he backed off. His palms firmly planted on either side of her, Chuck took most of his weight off of her and looked at her intently.
"We need to talk," she said softly.
With a sigh, Chuck rolled to the side, lying on his back. Sarah turned on her side and propped herself up on her elbow. She lay her other hand gently on his stomach.
"Chuck…"
"What, Sarah?"
Sarah exhaled, her eyes diverting to her fingers which were tracing little circles on his stomach. Chuck took her hand in his.
"What is it this time, Sarah?" he repeated.
"We need to think about our situation, Chuck. There are things we still need to work through-"
"Such as? The handler excuse. Taken care of. The professional excuse. I'm not the Intersect anymore, we don't work together."
"Please-"
"No, Sarah, stop." Chuck sat up angrily. "Sarah, don't tell me that you don't have feelings for me. Because if you didn't, the last week would have gone completely differently. So what's the excuse this time, what's standing in our way?"
"Chuck, I want to be with you, I thought that that was pretty clear right now."
"Then why aren't we, Sarah?"
"I'm leaving Friday," she said abruptly.
Her words hit him like a load of bricks. "Wh…wha…no. Sarah, Friday's in a week-"
"I know."
Chuck fell back against the bed. A few seconds of silence.
"They can't pull you from this that quickly."
"They can, and they are doing so. This is longer than most agents have," Sarah explained. "Beckman had a flight for me set last night, but she's allowing me to stay for the wedding."
Chuck inhaled and exhaled a couple of times to calm himself down. Don't freak out. Don't freak out.
"But…I mean, I'll see you, right?" Chuck asked hesitantly. He hoped for some sort of reassurance, but Sarah just pressed herself against the bed and stared at the ceiling. The light from the spring sky outside glinted off of some moisture that had formed in her eyes.
"Do…do you know where you're going next?"
"Yes."
"But you can't tell me?" concluded Chuck bitterly.
"Not specifically," Sarah answered. She took a breath. "They're sending me deep."
"Why?" Chuck protested.
"We haven't won against Fulcrum yet. There's a group of about eighty Fulcrum agents planning a rebound and attack. We don't know specifics about what it is like in there, what power they hold, so we're scared to send in anything big. So me and four other top agents will attempt to infiltrate them."
"That's…dangerous, Sarah-"
"Oh, really?" Sarah remarked bitterly.
"They'll kill you, why would they send you on this?"
"We'll try to get them to trust us, and then we'll join them. All of the agents assigned to this mission have skills that Fulcrum agents want. We need as much intelligence as we can get about Fulcrum's plans, methods….and what they know. We'll report back to the CIA and NSA with the information we get."
"What if Fulcrum finds out you're a mole?" Chuck whispered, not wanting to hear the answer.
Sarah shrugged. "Then we go down fighting. Take down as many Fulcrum agents with us as we can."
"You can't do this, Sarah!" Chuck shouted.
"Lower your voice, Chuck, Ellie and Awesome will hear."
"Sarah…" Chuck tossed the blankets aside and paced angrily back and forth. Sarah curled up in the bed and squeezed her eyes shut. She wondered briefly if it would have been easier for him if she just left without offering any explanation, but she dismissed the thought. She couldn't allow herself to deceive him any longer.
"Sarah, for the past two years, I've been allowing myself to get tortured," Chuck growled, his voice cracking with emotion. "To be so close to you and know that it could never be. Watching you sleep with people who will never care about you because the government tells you to do so. But I always had a bit of hope, a dream that one day, the Intersect would be out of my head and the government would no longer put us in our separate places."
"Chuck-"
"And that dream came true! Here we are, Sarah. No Intersect, no professionalism issue. It's just you, and me. That's all that matters, Sarah!'
"Please…"
" We've been through too much for it to end like this!" Chuck cried out in despair. He sank back into the bed, hopeless. Sarah reached out and touched his arm gingerly.
"I don't want it to end like this, either," Sarah agreed. "I don't want it to end at all."
Their tear filled eyes met, and Chuck wrapped his arms around her tightly as if he could shield her from her impending mission. But he couldn't. He just couldn't.
Burying his face in her golden hair, he whispered, "Promise me something, Sarah."
Sarah pressed her face further into his chest, choking back a sob.
"Promise me that you'll contact me? If you can? Even after the mission, just so I know you're alive?" Sarah didn't answer. "I need to know that you're alive, Sarah," Chuck said desperately. "If I can't be with you then I need to know that you're okay…"
"I'll try." Sarah took a shaky breath, and when she continued, her voice was a little steadier. "I'll try. But Chuck, you can't wait around for me. I've been here because I couldn't let your life be tied back by the Intersect. I won't let my memory do the same thing to you."
"I love you, Sarah. You mean the world to me. Please just promise me that you'll try."
"I promise."
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Sarah pulled the page out of the printer. Picking up her scissors, she cut out the picture of the cheeseburger she printed. In black Sharpie, Sarah carefully wrote the date on the top bun. She slipped it into an envelope and wrote out the familiar address.
After she put on the appropriate postage, she stopped by her fellow agent's room. "Royce, you still on communications and mail duty?"
"Yup, Walker. Need me to mail that?" Royce said, eying the envelope.
Sarah nodded.
Royce looked at her, exasperated. "You've been sending out an envelope that size to the same address every day since we got assigned this mission. Will you ever tell me what it is?"
Sarah just smiled.
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Thanks for reading. Again, I only intended to write this to clear my mind and remove my writer's block, but I think I'll tack on another chapter. Tell me what you think of it.
Next chapter summary: Sarah is given a break from her assignment and returns to LA.