I hope everyone enjoys my story. As per your suggestion, chucksara4ever, I would love to put some childhood stories into it. But then that would cause me to have to use my imagination. I'll see if I can make some up without it being too OOC.
I do not own Chuck.
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"This is great food, as always," Sarah compliments Ellie on her fantastic cooking.
"Thank you," Ellie shows her gratitude.
"So, what was your favorite mission?" Devon speaks up, trying to spark a conversation.
"All the ones with Chuck," Sarah smiles. She knows that they would get a rise out of that response. Ellie almost hugged Sarah right then and there. "I never thought about it," Sarah shares her true answer. She decides to think about it.
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This is fun. I have never had to be a housewife before. Chuck is going to get a kick out of me making him breakfast. He doesn't know what's in store for him. I even studied a little bit to make sure he loves it. I wonder how he is going to react. Maybe he'll just kiss me and say it was for cover.
I hear a loud sniff that sounds like someone breathing in the smell of the food. I turn around to see Chuck standing there contemplatively. "Hi! Did you sleep well?" I ask as sweetly as possible.
"Like a log, honey," he answers loudly, thinking they are still bugs in the house. I think he is confused by my enthusiasm. "How did you sleep?" He gestures with his hands wondering if there are any bugs.
"I'm cooking breakfast," I answer matter-of-factly. "Casey swept the house. It's clean." He looks at me confused.
"Ok, but are we going to invite the neighbors over?" He is thinking of the mission more than me? That never happens.
"No, Chuck. I'm cooking for you," I give him a nice smile showing that this is fun. After I turn my face away, I try to clear the humongous smirk on my face. I hope he doesn't think I'm having too much fun. I turn around to see him just standing there looking at me in an odd way. "What?"
"Nothing," his smirk turns into a smile. I start cutting some herbs for the omelet I am making him. "It's just I never pictured you doing this." I am having too much fun with this. I need to keep it together. Why can't I have fun doing my job, though?
"Well, what can I say? I'm versatile," I state, not really sure what to say to his remark. After I cook in the herbs a little bit, I carry the eggs over to him. "Sit!" I gesture to the chair. He sits down and looks at me. He still looks surprised.
"Hold up. Are you enjoying this whole Martha Stewart thing?" He acts flabbergasted with a smile growing on his stupefied face. I cannot help but smile at his surprise. "I can't believe it," he laughs at the unexpectedness, "please tell me you're not going soft on me." I grab a raspberry and toss it in my mouth as a smirk grows on my face.
"Just shut up and eat your breakfast," I answer playfully.
"You better be careful, Sarah. One day you might actually turn into a real girl." He responds with a joke. Would that be so bad, if I was actually a housewife?
I feed the dog and look up at Chuck. He is still smiling. I smile back, knowing how much fun it is to play with him. I wonder if I still have my ridiculous grin on my face. I just couldn't get me cheeks to ease up. I wish we could do this more often.
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"I think it was the most fun to pretend to be his wife," Sarah finishes going over the story, obviously not revealing any specific details about Fulcrum and such.
"Maybe you won't have to pretend anymore," Ellie hints at Chuck and Sarah getting married. She couldn't refuse a chance to bring a marriage up.
"Slow down, babe," Devon says as he places his hands on Ellie's shoulders, now standing behind her. Ellie smiles and Sarah smiles back.
"So when you went house-sitting in the suburbs, it was a mission?" Ellie asks, surprised.
"Yea, we were looking into some of the people who lived there," Sarah carefully explains.
"How come when Chuck came back, he told me it was never going to work out between you?" Ellie, being the mother-figure, always pries into Chuck's life.
"He said that?" Sarah was confused and a little sad from the question. "Well, the mission was a bit rocky at the end," Sarah replies, not trying to get into details.
"What do you mean?" Ellie pries again.
"Well, lets just say one of the neighbors tried seducing him and I had to slap him in front of everyone so they didn't get suspicious," Sarah explains. She obviously left out the whole part where Chuck got the Fulcrum Intersect and he saved her life from going insane or death.
"What?" Ellie chuckles. She has never heard of Chuck doing something so unmoral.
"Not awesome," Devon says, shaking his head, "cheating on you."
Sarah quickly spoke up, while laughing about it. "It was part of his mission to get seduced." She wants to make sure they know that he didn't do it for his own pleasures.
"I couldn't see him cheating on you or anyone, for that matter," Devon suggests, making Sarah feel just a little more secure.
"I can't thank you both enough for this," Sarah's pride has been raised to an all-time high during this nightmare. They both nod happily.
"No problem," Ellie happily states, "I love talking with you." Ellie has a huge smile on her face. Sarah returns the smile. She is so happy to have someone care about her. She thanks Chuck in her head.
"You're like the sister I never had," Sarah returns the gracious compliment.
"That's awesome," Devon puts his hand on Sarah's shoulder. "Chuck is one lucky guy," Ellie gives Devon a skeptical look. "No offense babe," he tries to save himself from the verbal bashing he doesn't want. Ellie gives him a look saying it is okay. Sarah laughs a little. Something she hasn't done in days.
"Well, we're going to go," Ellie reluctantly says, "it's getting late." She always enjoys spending time with Sarah. "You should come back with us and get some sleep," she suggests, knowing Sarah's been sleeping on the hospital cot with Chuck each night and it isn't very comfortable.
"No thanks," Sarah says graciously, "Chuck needs someone to be by his side." She softly holds Chuck's hand and looks at him. Ellie immediately smiles hugely as Devon grabs the food container. She makes a mental reminder to tell Chuck how amazing Sarah is, and if he does anything to ruin his relationship with her, she'll kill him or maybe disown him and make Sarah her honorary sister.
"Goodbye, Sarah," Ellie sincerely says as she gives her a light hug.
"We'll check in tomorrow," Devon waves his hand as they both leave.
Sarah stands there holding Chuck's hand. It isn't quite time to sleep and she isn't very tired. She ponders what she could do. She looks over at the magazines splayed out and decides she will tough it out and read one. She walks over and looks at all of them. She sees the PC Gamer and thinks of Chuck. "Too nerdy for me," she laughs to herself. She sees the Esquire and the woman on it is wearing a red dress. Sarah looks closely and thinks that the color is more of a salmon color.
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I am putting the finishing touches to my make-up. I am in a sultry, red dress that is way too revealing for a wife. That is my cover, though. I need to pretend to be Bryce's wife. Chuck hates me and I have to work with Bryce. This sucks. Chuck is so sweet and so kind. He never asked for any of this, but Bryce forced him. I really hope Chuck isn't too angry at me. I already told him he showed up unannounced. Hopefully he doesn't know Bryce is sleeping here. Well I guess I need to face my demons and get this mission over with. I walk out of the bathroom and see Chuck and Bryce fidgeting with their ties.
"Hey guys!" I look at both of them. Bryce looks nonchalant and Chuck looks amazed. I almost want to giggle. "How do I look?" I look myself up and down. I look back at Chuck, whose stunned look immediately disappears.
"Good," he simply states looking at my eyes. He looks at Bryce and back to me. "Yea, yea, real good. Red's not really my color, so…" he walks away. What was that? I was hoping for a Chuck response. He always makes me feel so good about myself. He always compliments me with his usual nervous banter. He comes back to grab his jacket. I am still in shock at his coldness to me. I wish Bryce didn't have to show up the way he did. "…or salmon or whatever it is," he stammers off. Bryce just destroys my loving, caring Chuck, and now he destroys me. Please don't let this change you, Chuck. I'm never wearing red again, only for you Chuck, because it hurts too much for you to be so cold. Chuck Bartowski, you just broke my heart.
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Sarah shudders from the painful memory. It hurt her so much to see Chuck act so coldly to her. She immediately tosses the Esquire magazine in the trash, with some anger behind her throw. She doesn't want to think about it. She does miss Bryce; he was a great spy and always nice to her. She looks at the other two magazines and Homeowner's is definitely not something she cares about. She loves Chuck's place and doesn't want her own place. People, on the other hand, is just pointless. She doesn't care about celebrity gossip and crap like that. She decides to just study Chuck's face while finishing the bottle of wine.
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I hope you are enjoying my story. Please review with scenes you would like to read about. I will try to fit them in seamlessly.
