Wake up!

The sun rays blinded her as she opened her eyes, she blinked and looked to her left side of the bed, there was a man lying in there… Ugh! A fat and naked one. She thought as she headed to the bathroom.

She thought about the recent events, the mission, the mark, the achieved information, although… There was one last thing to do…

Getting out of the bathroom she saw her mark waking up. He wasn't a bad man, just some unlucky guy who knew too much. Poor bastard. She sighed.

"Good morning, how did you sleep?" He looked at her face, with a grin in his.

"Fine." Grabbing her purse, she took her gun and aimed at him. The man was shocked, but then, coming to some sort of realization, he relaxed and closed his eyes. 1, 2, 3… She shot him in the chest; the man lifeless body fell back on the bed.

Mission Accomplished.

"Daddy! Come on, wake up!" The little green-eyed boy with curled brown hair, wearing his Star Wars pajamas, jumped over his father, and babbled something about wanting breakfast.

"Calm down Pete! We already talked about waking me up like this… I'm going to end up having a heart attack!" Getting out of the bed, Chuck looked at his alarm, 8 o'clock, how my kid learnt to be so punctual? He picked up his son in his arms and went to the kitchen. "So do you want some cereal?"

"Yeah!" The three year old said. Chuck's phone rang and he looked at the screen. "It's your momma… Hey Kate…So soon? I thought you said…Ok, bye." Putting the cell phone back in his pocket, Chuck sighed. "Your mom is picking you up earlier today; she'll be here in an hour."

"But I don't want to go…"

"Sorry buddy, but, hey… next week aunt Ellie and Clara are coming over, it'll be fun."

"Agent Walker, General Beckman is expecting you in her office." Getting up of her sit, Sarah made her way to the general's door, she knocked once, and got in.

"Good Afternoon agent." Said Beckman from her desk. "The mission was a success. We were able to track down the relevant individuals because of your information. Looking over some papers she continued to talk "Now, I'll contact you in a few days for your next assignment"

"Yes ma'am, excuse me." Getting out of the room at the fifth floor, she took the elevator and pressed the button. The elevator stopped on the third floor when a man she knew quite well entered.

"Well, fine. Just tell that idiot that next time I won't be so kind." Casey ended the call with a grunt and then realized who was standing next to him. "Walker?"

"Hey Casey, how have you been?"

Chuck was really good in what he did, different from what he used to do, he actually liked his job. He still missed his friends from the Buymore, mostly Morgan. But in the company he could work with computers and softwares and with a very good salary. Not too long ago he had been promoted to a leading position.

This Monday he left work earlier. His first stop was a comic book store he wanted to look for some of Pete's favorite… Okay, his favorite. But buying a comic book for his son was less embarrassing, he would just take a look to see if there were any violent contents. However, he spent so much time "looking for violent contents" he didn't realize that was almost six. Shit! How did I spent so much time here?

He decided to buy something to eat and go home, but Morgan called. "Hey buddy! […] I don't know, I'm a bit tired… That's not such a good idea…Hmm, You know what? I'll meet you there."

Sarah was surprised Casey actually agreed to grab a coffee with her. She wasn't sure why she invited him though. He sat next to her and asked for his usual, as if he's been here many times before. But her thoughts were stopped as Casey started talking.

"What is it Walker? What do you want?"

"What? Can't I just have a coffee with an old friend?"

"Just ask."

"What?"

"I know you want to ask about the moron."

Chuck. So long she hasn't heard about him. Four fucking years.

"How is he?"

"He's just fine. I was there three weeks ago for the kid's birthday."

"You're still in touch with him? Wait, wait… What kid?"

"Chuck's son Pete, he's my godson. Great kid." He said that with pride on his tone, and watched Sarah's yes get widened.

"Chuck has a son?" She almost shouted.

"He's three years old, very smart for the age. His mother lives in LA, and he spends the weekends with Chuck. Although, Chuck has been fighting on justice for the guard of the boy." Sarah went silent for a while to process the information.

"Wow…"

"Chuck, buddy, is something bothering you?" Asked Morgan as the waiter reached their table with two beers.

"No, why?"

"You just have been awfully quiet, you know you can talk to me right?"

"Is just… I have so much. A good job, a son, a life. But I just don't feel complete, I was just wondering what more do I want. "

"Chuck, I might not know what you want, but you're in bar, full of pretty girls and you have all the single father sexiness and charm. Why are you waiting to attack?"

"Maybe other day…"

Sarah walked back to her hotel room, her mind lost in thought.

So much happened while I was gone.

She avoided thinking about him for so long. Busied herself on missions around the globe. She has convinced herself that she didn't need him, that every time she heard his name she didn't get hurt. Forget about all the dreams she had about him. His smile. His eyes.

Chuck. I miss him so much.

She picked her phone from her purse and dialed.

"Casey? I'm going back to Burbank."

Thanks for reading... I Might add another chapters, that depends if you want me to or not.

Any gramatical errors... Mea culpa.

Oh yeah... I don't own Chuck.