A/N: Surprise! This is the only time I'll ever update this fast, because this chapter was already written, and I figured, why not? So here you are. It's got a lot of old references from the episodes, but it was fun to write. It's mainly Charah fluff, so I hope you still like it! Enjoy, my friends:
Chapter Seven:
Sarah Walker didn't wake up until far later than she usually would have. Shooting upright, she focused on the clock, blinking back the blur that came with her vision. It read: 9:13am in large red letters. Suddenly, a mental slap allowed her to slump back into her sheets. It was Sunday. Today was a special day where the students were allowed to relax, hang out, sleep in, and the like.
Suddenly, she felt a hand wrap around her waist, pulling her in close to its warm body. She was hit with another sudden realization. The warm body that embraced her was none other than her student, Chuck Bartowski. And the things they'd did last night…..Well to be frank, she was surprised that no one had found the two. She was certainly loud. He was….something else entirely. And the entire thing was forbidden. This made it a hundred times more risky, and far sexier.
Sarah smiled as she leaned into his warm embrace, feeling content. She felt a soft kiss on her neck, right over a semi sore spot. She smirked slightly in her head. She hoped there weren't too many marks on her neck. The party was tonight, and she intended on wearing her hair up.
"Good morning, Beautiful…" She heard Chuck's soft, warm, comforting voice tickle her ear. It gave her Goosebumps, of pleasure, of course.
"Hey, Chuck." Came her soft, tired reply.
The two readjusted themselves, so they could see each other's faces. "Chuck…." Sarah began. "Last night, was…."
"If you enjoyed it as much as I did, you'd say it was beyond incredible." He finished for her.
"It was." Sarah smiled. The two kissed softly, almost as if thanking each other for their beautiful night.
Chuck frowned momentarily.
"What's wrong?" It caused Sarah to frown as well. She wondered silently if maybe he hadn't really enjoyed it after all.
"Don't people…aren't they all expecting us out by now?"
"Since people have the option to sleep in, I'm guessing they aren't." Sarah guessed. "As for me, Casey and the others know I hate being here on Sundays. I usually leave the campus." She filled him in smoothly.
"So you've given this thought." Chuck smiled.
"Mhmm. If anyone asks where you were later, tell them you got sick and stayed with the Nurse for the night…"
"The nurse is nowhere as gorgeous as you though…" he teased, earning him a playful smack on the arm, followed by a kiss on the cheek.
Sarah sat up, and Chuck did the same. "So now, can we go into depth about this party?" Chuck asked curiously, watching Sarah carefully.
"Well, we'll have a 'mark' there." She explained.
"Just one? Why are there going to be two couples there then?"
Sarah smirked. "Glad you asked. Originally, it was for extra measures and one couple would usually sit back, allowing the other agents to apprehend or seduce the mark. Now, we like to think of it as a competition, Hannah and I." she told him, a mischievous gleam in her eyes.
"And you always win." Chuck guessed, finishing her victory speech.
"Well, yes. And last year, Hannah and I were at a similar event, both with a student to mentor." She told him. "She, being the slut she is, ended up seducing my student rather than the mark. I cleaned up her mess, it was easy too, but the rep stuck with her ever since."
"Wait!" Chuck cried, an amused grin on his face. "That's why you told her to get lost when she started flirting with me towards the beginning of training?"
Sarah nodded. "Smart."
Chuck laughed, causing Sarah to do the same.
"So, what if she seduces me instead tonight?" Chuck teased.
Sarah brandished a knife from her nightstand. Smirking, she twirled it around her fingers. "Then I'll have a special gift for her."
Chuck gulped. Sarah laughed. "Relax Chuck. Just focus on the mission. I'll be there, remember?"
"With Larkin…" Chuck muttered, furrowing his brow.
"Well yes, but it'll all be an act, Chuck. Remember that." She told him as she kissed his jaw lovingly.
The two didn't leave the room until several hours later, both sneaking away to their own places to be.
Lunch on Sunday was different than usual. The Academy was nice enough to bring in good food, so it was almost like a casual party. People weren't rushing for a change, which was always nice to see in Chuck's opinion. He himself had showered and changed.
Now, as he surveyed the room like he always did, he saw more…life. He saw people mixing, mingling, and talking.
To the back, where the instructors sat at the 'cool' table, he saw Casey first. Casey…hadn't really changed. He was still eating slowly, staring down students bold enough to glance at him. Still, Chuck respected him. He seemed like he was a good enough agent and he seemed like one hell of a patriot.
He looked to the right, spotting the beautiful Hannah Smith. She looked happy, and more excited than usual. It was probably the party that was getting her worked up. She seemed like a very social person, so this was certainly a treat for her.
And finally, he laid eyes upon the goddess, his goddess, Sarah Walker. Every time he saw her, it was like they'd just met all over again. She looked like she'd come out of the shower recently. Chuck could almost smell the vanilla scent that her hair would usually give off. Sighing, he sat at his table, wondering how on earth he'd gotten so lucky.
He saw Sarah glancing at him, out of the corner of her beautiful blue eyes that he cherished so much. She was feeling the same way as him. Sadly isolated from the only person you cared about at the moment.
Chuck observed the scene until he noticed Hannah waving him over. Sarah narrowed her eyes.
Chuck reluctantly stood, approaching the two. He sat in front of them, smiling. "Ladies…" he began politely. Sarah bit her lip, nodding. Hannah grinned. "That's really nice Chuck. Are you ready for tonight?" she smirked.
"Well, the mission sounds pretty simple. Is the mark a guy…or girl…?"
"It's a man, but his wife will surely need to be distracted." Sarah answered with some added authority, making Hannah seem unprofessional.
Chuck nodded, "So that's what Bryce and I will be doing."
The two instructors nodded. "And, if you're good, they're letting us stay at the hotel for the night, so we can talk about….sleeping arrangements." Hannah had a wicked smirk.
Chuck coughed awkwardly, and Sarah squeezed his hand under the table. "Can't keep your hands off my students, huh Smith?"
Hannah smirked. "He's my student tonight Walker, remember that…" she said as she stood. "I'll go slip into my dress." It was almost time to leave.
"Chuck, you can use my room to change…." Sarah offered, sounding very professional. "I'll go get ready myself." She excused herself and left to her room.
After lunch, Chuck returned to his bunk, happy to find a brand new suit and bow there, as well as other things he'd need to prepare.
He knocked on Sarah's door, and she opened up.
"Come in, Chuck." She smiled, letting him slip past her. Once the door was shut, she crossed her arms. "That Bitch is gonna pay." Chuck glanced at her. She still had to change. "She's such a slut. And there is NO way in hell you are sleeping in the same room as her Chuck, you hear me?" she sounded very jealous. "Because you are mine." She finished.
Chuck couldn't help it. He laughed, a grin spreading across his features.
"What?" Sarah demanded, glancing up at him.
"You're really….adorable and sexy when you're jealous…." He told her.
"Chuck, you better-..."
She never finished, as Chuck pulled her back in for a heated kiss. "No, let me-mmmm." Sarah never finished her sentence as desire took over her body. She wrapped her arms around his neck, the two ending their kiss tenderly.
"Well…" Sarah breathed. "I should go change…" she went to the bathroom.
"Wait…." Chuck frowned, Sarah pausing. "I can't see you change?" he asked.
"It's a surprise, Chuck." She grinned mischievously.
Shutting the door behind her, Chuck began his work.
After half an hour or so, Chuck was done. He was in his suit, his bow tie done incorrectly. He had managed to tame his curls to a sexy look, and he put on his cologne.
After waiting on her bed for almost an hour, Chuck heard Sarah emerge from the bathroom. Turning, he literally froze. His jaw dropped. His eyes widened. He couldn't find words.
"What do you think….?" Sarah frowned, thinking he might not have liked it. She was wearing a gorgeous, shorter black dress, with a semi open back. Her hair was down around her shoulders, making her look incredibly sexy. Her lips were a gorgeous light red, and her eyes were highlighted lightly by her makeup. She looked like an angel.
"Oh….my…..god…." Chuck breathed, unable to do much else.
Sarah sauntered over sexily, sitting on his lap. "I'm guessing you like it?"
"Mhmm, yeah, yeah I do…" Chuck mumbled, trying to sound literate.
Grinning, Sarah leaned over to whisper in his ear. "And I'm all yours, right after this mission, Chuck."
Chuck glanced at her, in a complete phase of awe. "Really?"
Sarah laughed. "Yes. The sooner we get this done….the better."
"Yep, yeah…sounds good." Chuck rose, helping Sarah down. "Let's finish this."
"Slow down there, Chuck."
"Carmichael." He corrected.
"Okay, Carmichael." Sarah laughed, fixing his bow tie. "You look incredibly handsome yourself."
Chuck smiled and placed a tender kiss on her lips. "I look like I should be waiting your table."
Sarah chuckled, walking the door with him. "Bryce is coming to the Limo, so I should go meet him there. Get Hannah and we'll go."
Chuck nodded, reluctantly leaving her.
Chuck knocked on Hannah's door. When she opened it, she revealed herself. She was gorgeous as well, wearing a beautiful blue dress, her hair down also.
"Wow, Hannah, you look fantastic." Chuck smiled kindly.
"You look very handsome yourself, Charles."
Chuck smiled and accepted the compliment. It sounded similar to Sarah's and immediately, he felt guilty, as if he'd been cheating on her.
The two couples met up at the Limo. Chuck contained his awe about riding there in a limo to himself. No one probably cared, save for Sarah, but she couldn't really chat with him right now.
He glanced at Bryce, who was wearing a similar outfit. Bryce however, did his own bowtie correctly, and slicked his hair back. In a way, Chuck agreed. Bryce and Sarah looked like the perfect couple.
Leaning back, the 'couples' made small talk, a definite tension in the room.
The party was amazing. Chuck hadn't really seen anything like it. There were bunches of waiters coming around, with silver platters of Hors d'oeuvres and flutes of champagne everywhere.
There were hundreds of people, tons of beautiful women too, but none held a candle to Sarah. He watched as he walked arm in arm with Hannah, and Sarah did the same with Bryce. It seemed as if life were flip –flopped.
Sarah would shoot occasional glances at him, and he longed to leave with her at that second. But he remained calm, sitting with Hannah at their table. After talking for a few moments, Chuck noticed a change in Hannah's demeanor.
"What's up?" he asked quietly. Hannah nodded to a man, standing in the center of the dance floor, where people seemed to be waltzing.
"See him? That's Fournier…." She said it with a seemingly native French accent. Chuck made note of that for later. "That's our mark." She whispered, glancing at Bryce and Sarah all the way across the room. They rose from their seats, clearly seeing Fournier as well.
"Care to Dance?" Hannah heard the band begin a familiar tune.
"I'd love to." Chuck nodded, taking her hand. Sarah noticed, eyeing them jealously.
"Can you tango?" She smirked.
"Of course." Chuck grinned, spinning her onto the dance floor.
The two began their dance, spinning and working their way through the floor, getting closer to Fournier, and his wife. All eyes on the crowd were on the two, as they did the dance well.
Suddenly, the audience's attention split when another beautiful couple, which just happened to be Walker and Larkin, stepped onto the floor, doing just as well. The two danced, both inching closer to Fournier.
The music stopped. Suddenly, it was replaced by a far more sensual song. Also known as the Lambada. Chuck shot a glance at Sarah, and what followed looked like it came straight out of a movie. There was no way in hell Sarah would let Hannah dance the Lambada with Chuck.
The two women were switched, in a twirl. It was quite a spectacle for the audience, as they all clapped in awe. Even Fournier himself backed off to let the two couples have their moment. Now, Sarah was with Chuck and Hannah was with Bryce. Trained to deal with sudden and unexpected situations, the couples kept dancing. As the music picked up, Chuck knelt down with the beat, hands sliding all the way up.
Hannah mirrored their movements, knowing the dance well. Bryce kept up too, but nothing could replace the connection Chuck and Sarah seemed to have. As the dance continued, Chuck turned Sarah as she ground against him, still keeping with the fast tempo of the song.
Towards the end, Hannah and Bryce were forgettable. The entire room was locked on Chuck and Sarah who finished exactly with the last beat of the dance. The two went at each other then, lips fighting in a passionate war as their arms went around each other. Hannah's jaw dropped, and Bryce looked shocked.
The crowd began talking; mostly speculating about how the dance was so perfect. They could only come up with one answer: It was planned.
Taking the opportunity, Hannah and Bryce left to speak with Fournier. Chuck and Sarah couldn't have cared less. The two finally pulled apart breathlessly. They just pulled off the Lambada. . And made out. In front of everyone, including Bryce and Hannah. Sarah glanced at Chuck, breathing hard. Chuck was waiting for the scolding, or disappointment, but instead, he found himself being pulled out of the dance area.
"What? Where are we going? What about Fournier?"
"Smith can handle it." Sarah pulled him out, into the elevator. "You and I?" She breathed, still shocked from their dance and kiss. "Have unfinished business of our own."
"What about Bryce and Hannah? They'll find out and get pissed, and-…"
"Chuck!" Sarah interrupted him, smirking.
"Shut up and kiss me." He obliged, and the two began to continue where they'd left off.
A/N: Okay guys, there you have it. I used some pretty old references, dating back to Chuck vs. the Break Up, I think. Good times…..Anyway, I know I know. You're all going to come at me and yell and point out that Bryce and Hannah saw, and they are compromised, and so on. I'm fully aware, and I have a plan. Thanks for reading, love the reviews! As always, have a good one!
-LLC
