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Chapter 10: "Spy Door"
Previously in 'An Undead Saviour'
"Chuck?"
"Yeah?"
"Where the hell are we?"
"I have no idea."
It took them over 2 hours to make their way back to the car, it turns out that Chuck wasn't joking about the Intersect helping him with running techniques as they had run for over 5 miles, and they hadn't even realised it.
When they reached Sarah's hotel room, Sarah turned around to him and kissed him gently before turning back and getting out of the car. Before she closed the car, she leaned back into her Porsche. "Chuck, I'm warning you, if you crash my car, I will kick your ass for breaking it, then wait until your fully healed and kick your ass again for getting yourself hurt." She warned, and then closed the door and walked into the hotel.
Chuck just smiled and shook his head, pulling out of the parking space and driving off to his apartment. He was still smiling as he jumped through the 'Spy Door', he renamed it after Morgan moved out after their fight in the Buy More (More Chuck roundhouse kicking him and knocking him out than an actual fight).
And then a couple of days after that Chuck pulled Morgan up about not paying any of the rent or bills. Chuck has barely seen him since, which he was thankful for as Chuck finally has both eyes open and he can see that all Morgan did was hold him back. Morgan always screwed up any intimate moments with Sarah, he kept invading his privacy, then giving him false advice. But now, Chuck could finally see, and he was ready to move on.
So, now Chuck is putting on a tux, getting ready for his date with Sarah, and he must say that his physique has definitely changed for the better ever since beginning training in Prague.
He could remember Beckman tormenting him about not shooting anyone, thinking he was still scared of killing someone, and although at the time it was partially true, it was really because he just really wanted to hit someone. He chuckled at that thought.
He quickly texted Sarah, telling her that he would be picking her up in an hour. He smiled at his reflection, hoping that Sarah appreciates all of the effort that he put into looking good for her.
An hour later, he pulled into Sarah's usual parking space at the Maison23 and jumped out of the car, closing the door behind him, he breathed in the cool breeze before jogging towards the stairs and running up them to the eighth floor and then walking swiftly to Sarah's door, opening it without knocking silently, tip toeing towards the bathroom door and then leaning against the door frame watch her do her make-up, oblivious to him being there.
Deciding to have some fun with her, he pulled out his phone and texted her.
CB_CCLSW4E – Hey just wanted to know if you're ready yet.
SWLCB2007 – Nearly, just finishing makeup you coming over yet?
CB_CCLSW4E – Na.
SWLCB2007 – Why not? Are you blowing me off, or has something come up? Is there a mission?
CB_CCLSW4E – No! God no. It's just I can't come over.
SWLCB2007 – Why?
"Because I'm already here." He said, causing her to spin around throwing a knife at him. Chuck was prepared though, so he flashed and caught it before it could reach his eye.
"Oh my god Chuck! Don't do that! I could have killed you! Ohmygod I am so sorry, please don't be angry it's just that I was startled and I thought that someone was attacking me and…" He stopped her by kissing her passionately.
"I thought I was supposed to be the rambling one in this relationship?" He grinned at her blush. "And no I'm not angry, I think it was really sexy the way you threw that knife at me without even looking, like wow. I'm not even sure the 2.0 is that accurate." He commented. Sarah noticed that he said 2.0 instead of Intersect which clearly means that he thinks the 3.0 is better than her, and he is probably right, but that won't stop her from challenging him when he downloads it.
"Ready to go?" He asks her.
"Yeah, let's go." They left, locking the door behind them and walked arm-in-arm to the elevator. As soon as they were in the elevator they initiated a full-blown make-out session and swiftly fixed themselves before the doors opened.
When they reached the Porsche, Chuck opened the passenger door for Sarah and then closed the door behind her and walked round the car to slip into the drivers' seat. He buckled up and after making sure Sarah had also buckled in, started the car with enough force to blast through concrete.
They arrived at the restaurant in 8 minutes with a half hour before their reservation.
"So what should we do for half an hour?" Chuck asks, glancing down at his watch.
"I have an idea…" she said quietly before pulling him into a fierce kiss. They stayed like that for 28 minutes before heading out of the car and into the restaurant where they were instantly brought to their table and taking their orders.
"So, Chuck. What have you been spending your spare time on recently? I noticed that your gaming consoles where all unplugged. And there are a lot less nerd stuff there, did Morgan move out?" She asked, making conversation.
"Uhhhh… yeah, Morgan moved out after we had an argument about how he wasn't paying any of the bills or the taxes so we agreed that if he isn't going to be paying to live there, then he shouldn't live there at all. Also, yeah, I'm mainly using the consoles as decorations instead of playing them, I guess they just aren't as appealing to me as they were before. I guess I'm just too busy with all of the missions, my work-out sessions at the gym, going out on dates with stunningly beautiful blonde spies, you know, the usual." He gave her a small smile and shrugged his shoulders.
"Anyone in particular I need to worry about?" Sarah asks,
"Oh! There were some girls that I found where particularly fetching…" He gave her a smirk.
"Who are these people?" She said with a touch of jealousy. Is he really seeing other people?
"Oh well, there was this girl down in San Diego, brunette, cute messy hair, braces, I think her name was Jennifer Burton actually. Sound familiar?" He teased.
"No I don't believe so… Who are these other women?" She asks, still blushing from his earlier compliments.
"Well, there was a beautiful French blonde woman I met while on holiday over at Paris, I believe her name was Elaina Truffaut. Very sexy." He wiggled is eyebrows.
She giggled as she blushed even harder.
"Another woman was actually married but I think I could seduce her into leaving her husband for me, another blonde, American, her name was Eva Anderson. Ring any bells?" Chuck smiled as she blushed even harder which he didn't think possible.
"Alright, I'll stop embarrassing you and your many names but I must say, Mr Anderson was a very stupid man for not pleasuring his wife properly that she had to get another man to feed her hunger." He then chuckles as she blushes an even darker shade of red.
"So, are you seeing any other men on the side?" Chuck asks.
"Yes, one but he is an ass, he is incredibly stubborn and he treats me horribly, I wouldn't be surprised if he started calling me his whore or his bitch but… I would honestly love to be his whore or his bitch, he is incredibly handsome, he can really fit out a tux and he definitely knows how to persuade a woman to do whatever he wants. I don't love him but… he is something else, his name is Charles Carmichael, have you met him?" She asks innocently.
"No, I can't say that I have but he seems like a smart man." He smirks. "But I honestly don't think he would call you such dehumanizing names, he seems way to gentleman-like to be so cruel." Chuck gives her hand a god squeeze to reassure her that he is telling her the truth.
"Thank you Chuck, I love you." She tells him. He smiles in response and is about to say something but the waiter chooses that moment to serve them their dinner.
"Eat up, you will need it for what I have planned next." He smiles at her.
"Okay Chuck, I will take your word for it." She gives him a dazzling smile.
Hey finish their dinners with pleasant small talk and they decide to share an ice-cream sundae for dessert. They each feed each other using tea spoons.
It takes them over twenty minutes but they both found it incredibly romantic. As they walk outside Chuck can't help but think;
If she thinks that was romantic, wait until she sees what I have planned next.
A/N Hey! There's chapter 11 of my OG story. Just wanted to ask everyone reading a question. What do you think about the whole Sam debacle? I personally believe that Sam was just made up and Sarah is her birth name, which is exactly what it will be in all of my stories.
Adios.
