A/N: I came up with an idea to combine my two favorite shows, Chuck and Army Wives. For those of you who've never seen Army Wives, don't worry too much about it. This story is Chuck, Sarah, and Casey centered. Of course, NBC still owns Chuck (not me) and Lifetime owns Army Wives (again, not me!). Reviews are always appreciated!
Chuck vs. Army Wives
Prologue
The September sun shone majestically over the hazy Burbank skies. While the sun never purposefully plays favorites, it seemed to be favoring one particular abode this particular Saturday afternoon.
The sun came to beam its rays upon 1611 Calvin Way. As the rays penetrated the lucid windows next to the front door, they teasingly shone onto a young couple who happened to be lying on their sofa - a beautiful blonde haired woman lying perfectly atop a brown haired, lanky, but confident man. One could feel loving bliss between this couple in a true way.
As the woman came out of her brief nap, she immediately sensed a calm feeling that she's not used to experiencing. She was lying on top of the one man who had completely dissolved all her insecurities and fears. The realization brought a huge smile to her face. As a woman completely in love, she turned her gaze onto the man who had voluntarily become her pillow and bed.
The man also awoke and took the opportunity to return the gaze of the blonde haired, blue eyed bombshell perched on top of him. He couldn't believe that a nerd like him could ever win the heart of a girl like this. It seemed too Hollywood-ish to be true. But, the more he thought about it, the more he recognized that this was no episode of "Big Bang Theory". This was reality. And what a reality indeed!
"You know, Sarah, I could get used to you lying on top of me like this every day!"
"That's good to know, Chuck, because I've decided that you make a more comfortable pillow and bed that the one we have upstairs."
"You know what else I could get used to, Sarah?" Chuck asked.
"What's that?" Sarah replied.
"Seeing your angelic face, crystal blue eyes, and gorgeous figure for every moment of every day for the rest of our lives"
A hint of a blush swept across Sarah's clear cheeks. "You know, Chuck, if you were really smart, you'd have saved that line for whenever you get in trouble", Sarah replied with a grin.
"And when would I ever be in trouble?" Chuck retorted with a smile.
"Excuse me?! This coming from Mister I Never Stay In The Car. Mr. Always Risking His Life To Protect Me. You actually wonder when you ever get in trouble?"
"Touché! Of course, you know the only reason I do these things is because I love you so much, Sarah. And, yes, I would do anything to keep you safe."
"I love you too, Chuck. And that's the reason I do everything in my power to protect you. I want you to be my pillow and bed for a long time to come".
"That's good to know, Sarah. But, you know that since I now have fighting abilities, I'm not as defenseless as I used to be on missions".
"Chuck, it doesn't matter. I don't want you risking your life unnecessarily for me." Sarah began to rub his chest with her right hand. "You're more than my asset now. Promise me you won't do anything crazy on a mission ever!"
"OK, I promise. Now, can we back to me being your portable bed?"
"Actually, Chuck, I had a better idea." Sarah slowly leaned over to Chuck's face so that their faces were mere inches apart.
"Go on!" Chuck replied.
Soon, their lips met and they began to kiss with a slow passion that seemed to still the environment around them. They could feel themselves becoming one with each glorious passing moment. Then, the dreaded sound came. Sarah's cell phone went off.
Chuck leaned back with a pained expression on his face. It did not require clairvoyance to see who the phone perpetrator was. "You better get that. We wouldn't want Mr. Sunshine to get cranky!"
Sarah stared at Chuck bemused. "Hi, Casey!"
"Walker! Is Numb nuts there with you?" Casey asked.
"You know, Casey, I would really appreciate it if you didn't call my husband that!"
"Oh sorry, Walker. Is MISTER Numb nuts with you?"
"What do you want, Casey?" Sarah asked with an air of annoyance.
"Beckman wants to meet with us. Castle. One hour." With that, Casey hung up the phone.
Sarah stared disgustedly at her phone for a moment. She turned her attention to Chuck who still held that pained expression on his face.
"It never ends, does it, Sarah?" Chuck asked rhetorically.
"I'm sorry, Chuck. But I'll make it up to you. I promise"
"You promise. What exactly did you have in mind, Sarah?" Chuck mischievously asked.
Sarah leaned in near to Chuck's face. "You really have to ask?"
They resumed their kiss. Pretty soon, it seemed that the phone interruption was already a distant memory.
They'd be a little late for that meeting at the Orange Orange.
Chuck, Sarah, and Casey were sitting at the main meeting table in the basement of the Orange Orange awaiting General Beckman. As they waited, Chuck and Sarah exchanged a loving look to one another. This level of PDA from both would have seemed unthinkable even a few months before.
"You know, you two could at least try to act professional for a change. This isn't high school!" Casey snorted.
"Chuck and I are professionals, Casey. We still do our jobs at a high level. Being married doesn't change that!" Sarah barked back.
"Wanna bet? You've gotten soft, Walker. And your King of the Doofuses husband there was always soft as the Pillsbury Dough Boy!"
Sarah was about to let Casey have it, but the main monitor suddenly popped to life.
"Good day, team!" General Beckman greeted the trio.
"Good day, General!"
"First off, I want to commend Agent Walker and Mr. Bartowski for the exceptional work you continue to do on behalf of the government. I admit that I had grave reservations about the two of you getting married. However, I must also admit that it's hard to argue with results. So, as long as the two of you continue to keep up the great work, I'll say no more about the matter."
"Thank you, General" Sarah and Chuck each took turns returning the favor.
"Now, as to the reason for this meeting, it involves a potential situation in Fort Marshall."
"The Fort Marshall in South Carolina, ma'am?" Casey asked
"That's correct, Colonel Casey. We have reason to believe, based on our intelligence that Fulcrum or one of its affiliates might be attempting to create a Fort Dix style attack on Fort Marshall. But, at this time, we have no leads on any specific people of interest to us."
"So, I am sending the three of you to South Carolina to try and disrupt this plot. Mr. Bartowski will see if he can flash on the perpetrators. If he can, then Agent Walker and Colonel Casey will do what you can to bring them back to us for questioning. And let me repeat, I want them brought back alive, Agent Walker! Is that clear?"
"Yes, ma'am" Sarah meekly replied as her thoughts were immediately thrown back to the Christmas Eve of the Mauser Massacre. She couldn't stop her eyes from looking down in shame upon the memory. Seeing this, Chuck placed his left hand on Sarah's right hand in reassurance. It seemed that the two of them were determined to erase the stains of that night once and for all.
"I have taken the liberty of setting up a meeting between the three of you and the Brigadier General, Michael Holden, and his wife, Claudia Joy, at their home tomorrow evening. You will further brief them on this situation and to assist them in helping us catch these would-be terrorists".
"Understood, General!" Casey replied
"One last thing. You may want to be a little cautious when bringing up this matter"
"Why is that, General?" Sarah asked.
"Not too long ago, Fort Marshall was the scene of a horrific attack of its own. Apparently, a distraught man walked into the base's main bar wrapped in explosives and blew himself up. He killed three innocent civilians in the process, one of those civilians being the Holdens' eldest daughter. So, be reassuring when you talk with them. That is all!" With that, the monitor went pitch black.
"Terrorists at Fort Marshall? I never would've guessed." Casey mused.
"You hear that, Chuck? We're going to South Carolina" Sarah said.
"Yeah, I heard." Chuck replied.
"Maybe you didn't hear me, Chuck. We're going to South Carolina!" Sarah repeated
"I did hear you the first time, Sarah. Why are you repeating it?" Chuck asked.
"Men!" Sarah muttered under her breath. "It's not every wife that has to wait months before she goes on her HONEYMOON, Chuck!"
"Oh! I get it! We're going to South Carolina, Sarah!" Chuck said with an embarrassed grin.
"Yes, we are, sweetheart! And we get to go on the government's dime. Isn't that grand?"
Using his best Southern accent, Chuck replied, "What's grand are other men being jealous of me because I'm married to the greatest woman alive!"
Sarah decided to employ her Southern accent. "Well, shut my mouth, Charles Bartowski! Now, why don't you come over here and get me those sweet nuthins I want!"
"I thought you'd never ask!" Chuck said with his patented Bartowski smile.
"Man. This is going to be one LOOONG flight" Casey thought.
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