Disclaimers: Standard stuff again. My status hasn't changed in the last couple hours, so I still don't own Chuck. I heard there might be a January/February start date though. AWESOME!
A/N: I got tired of watching college football, so I decided to put write a short chapter for you guys. First song is "Map of the Problematique," by Muse. The second song is "The Adventure," by Angels and Airwaves. Both songs are awesome, and so are the bands.
Salutations and Greetings
Good Afternoon
Los Angeles, California
Casa de Chuck
February 15, 2009
12:00 PM
She wakes up to the sounds of guitar playing coming from the room next to her. Sitting up, she wipes the sleep from her eyes and swings her legs over the bed and stands up. The guitar playing begins to increase in its tempo, the notes coming quicker and faster. She becomes entranced in the song and she wanders down the hall, following the source to the door. Opening it, she finds Chuck, back turned to the door, electric guitar connected to the amp, sitting in his laps. She can see his arms move while he plucks at the strings, the noise vibrating throughout the room.
Sensing she is there, he begins to sing. His voice permeates the room, bouncing all over the walls. It reaches Sarah's ears, her ears perking up at the sound of his voice.
Fear
And panic in the air
I want to be free
From desolation and despair
And I feel
Like everything I saw
Is being swept away
When I refuse to let you go
I can't get it right
Get it right
Since I met you
Loneliness be over
When will this loneliness be over?
Life
Will flash before my eyes
So scattered and lost
I want to touch the other side
And no one
Thinks they are to blame
Why can't we see
That when bleed we bleed the same?
I can't get it right
Get it right
Since I met you
Loneliness be over
When will this Loneliness be over?
Loneliness be over
When will this Loneliness be over?
As he finishes, tears begin to freefall from her face and she has to call on all her CIA training to stop from slumping to the ground. Chuck finally turns around, his face showing no emotions, but his eyes betray him. She can see the sorrow in them, the hurt of her disappearance.
Taking a deep breath, she looks up and hardens her face, moving across the room to sit next to him on the bed. He doesn't respond, but he looks back down at his guitar and begins to play again, starting off slow. His fingers move across the fret, and his other hand strums the strings, clean and crisps sounds erupting from the amplifiers. She listens attentively and then she hears his voice again. His voice overtakes the sounds of the guitar, his voice reaching her ears.
I wanna have the same last dream again
The one where I wake up and I'm alive
Just as the four walls close me within
My eyes are open up with pure sunlight
I'm the first to know
My dearest friends
Even if your hope has burned with time
Anything that is dead shall be re-grown
And your vicious pain, your warning sign
You will be fine
Hey oh here I am
And here we go
Life's waiting to begin
Any type of love it will be showed
Like every single tree reach for the sky
If you're gonna fall
I'll let you know
That I will pick you up
Like you for I
I felt this thing
I can't replace
When everyone was working for this goal
Where all the children left without a trace
Only to come back as pure as gold
To recite this all
Hey oh here I am
And here we go
Life's waiting to begin
Tonight
Hey oh here I am
And here we go
Life's waiting to begin
Tonight
Hey oh here I am
And here we go
Life's waiting to begin
I can not live
I can't breathe
Unless you do this with me
I can not live
I can't breathe
Unless you do this with me
I can not live
I can't breathe
Unless you do this with me
I can not live
I can't breathe
Unless you do this with me
I can not live
I can't breathe
Unless you do this with me
I can not live
I can't breathe
Unless you do this with me
Hey oh, here I am (do this with me)
Here we go
Life's waiting to begin (do this with me)
Hey oh, here I am (do this with me)
Here we go
Life's waiting to begin
Life's waiting to begin
Once again, more tears begin to fall at his beautiful singing, the songs striking her heart strings. His shoulders begin to slump and the guitar hangs from the shoulder strap. His neck bends forward and he looks at the ground, neither knowing what to say.
"Chuck… I…"
"You don't have to say anything Sarah."
He leans over and gives her a chaste kiss on the lips. It is short and fleeting and Sarah is disappointed at its length. It's the first real reaction she has gotten from him since he and Casey saved her. He stands up, not looking at her, his head pointed to the ground.
"Just give me time Sarah. I'll figure this out."
He leaves the room, leaving Sarah alone with his guitar. She picks it up, admiring the guitar. Examining it, she squints and reads the words, "For Sarah," down the side of it. Her eyes tear up at the revelation; the guitar is dedicated to her.
She sets the guitar down and says to the empty room, "I'll give you as much time as you need."
A/N: I did the best I could to fit the lyrics. Apparenly I lost. Oh well, I'm too tired to try and fix it anymore. Short and sweet. R&R.