Here it is PART TWO. I anticipated this to come out earlier than it did... but then mid semesters snuck up on me O.o and I had no time to breathe. But anyways I finished exams today and here it is!
Enjoy.
I'm going to sleep now...PPFFFTTT AHAHA... i crack myself up. Sleep for a university student? WHAT IS THIS BLASPHEMY!
... this follows straight from last chapter so you might want to read that again if you're forgotten.
... carry on.
"What... how?" Sarah gaped, saliva pooling in her mouth as she stared
"Whhat.. sheezz... how..err" Chuck called seconds after her, mouth agape, eyes fixed on the object of their desire. They were both leaning on the counter, faces so close they may as well have been pressed against the glass.
"Guys... relax... it's just a sandwich" Carina deadpanned as she took one... both Chuck and Sarah gawking at her.
"You don't understand... that is not just a sandwich" Sarah said slowly as though something of great amazement had just occurred. "That... my friend. Is a miracle"
"It worked..." Chuck said to himself, turning to Sarah with a look of awe on his face. "It worked Zye! Finally! My days of charming has paid off!" he grinned excitedly as she nodded, her face getting serious as she pried the bread of her own sandwich.
"THERE IS ACTUAL EDIBLE MEAT IN HERE!" she cried turning back to him as he gaped. She touched his shoulder seriously, dipping her head her voice lowering. "I am in awe of your skill. Thank you Chuck." He nodded patting her hand as she moved the sandwich over for him to inspect.
"It was many long hard years Sarah... I'm not gunna lie." He eyed the sandwich skeptically for a moment, before taking a bite and groaning. "But so... soooo worth it. Here try" his words slightly muffled as he brought the bread to her lips, grinning as she took a huge bite and chewed.
"Has a goopy after taste" she says after a moment and he laughs taking another bite.
"That's what makes it sooo good. Kind of reminiscent don't you think?"
"Quit hogging it!" she growled, moving closer toward him as he moved the food away from her, giggling at her disgruntled but amused expression.
"Jeez Walker... There are more sandwiches over there" she gestured to the counter, picking up her chocolate pudding as she rolled her eyes.
Both Chuck and Sarah stopped to look at her. Freezing for a moment as the sandwich fell from Chucks open hand. "Carrriinnaa..." Sarah said in a deadly sweet voice, causing the red head to look up with a raised eyebrow. The duo had taken to moving closer to her while she was distracted picking up her utensils... and was now staring at her with blank expressions. "Where did you get the pudding?" The blonde finished, eyeing her suspiciously as though ready to pounce at any moment.
"Uhh..." It would be a lie if Carina did not admit that she was a little more that intimidated. "They had them in the dessert section?" the ending of her statement ending higher than intended as they gaped at her.
"DESSERT SECTION?" the stuttered together, eyes wide as Chuck jumped up, Sarah being close second as they bolted from the table, only pausing for Chuck to giggle and say "I love Sally."
Whoever that was.
Carina looked at them from her table, confusion masking her features as they giggled as they drooled over the food.
FOOD?!
What the hell?
"Oh... they do that sometimes..." Hannah remarked as the red head jumped, turning to look at the brunette who sat next to her.
"Do what?"
"That thing where it's like they're in on a joke that no-one else could possibly get... or they're having a conversation that no-one else could ever have the code to." Hannah said, raising her eyebrows with an amused expression as Carina looked from the duo back to her.
"So... do they always share food too?" she said, picking at her half eaten sandwich as she observed her partner.
"Yea... share food, get food for each other... know each other's likes and dislikes...they even have a 'routine'" Hannah said, wincing a little as she watched Chuck feed Sarah a portion of chocolate pudding, the blonde apparently humming in delight as he dove to take his first bite.
"Well... that's...sickeningly sweet." Carina laughed as she saw the happiness bubble in her usually well put partner... huh.
"Yea.. tell me about it." Hannah shrugged, Carina turned to shoot her a curious look. The brunette looked down at her plate coughing slightly as she tried to take the attention from herself.
"You like him." It was more of a statement than a question, Hannah looking up quickly as she detected a slight accusation from the overprotective partner of one Sarah Walker.
"Rephrase... I used to like him" she clarified
"What happened?" Carina asked turning back to the duo; both of whom were talking animatedly to an older woman donning an apron... Chuck blushing inconspicuously as Sarah giggled...
GIGGLED.
"Nothing. Obviously" Hannah replied, huffing at the memories. "There isn't really something you can do about the guy you like... being in love with someone else..."
Carina widened her eyes. "In love?"
"Oh isn't it obvious?" Hannah replied, gesturing to the duo... Sarah now sitting up on the counter, Chuck leaning so close so that their faces almost touched as they conversed. " They may be so blind to it... but it's out there for the entire world to see... God. I wish that I could be more upset about it... more outraged that I didn't even stand a chance. But how can you be mad at the inevitable" she sighed as she finished, standing up and throwing a small smile in the direction of Chuck and Sarah before moving away, leaving Carina lost in her own thoughts.
In love?
Sarah Walker?
Carina tugged at her hair; tapped her hands on the table as her eyes flicked once more to their direction...
...Oh. Offcourse.
Offcourse she was.
Jesus Christ, it was there all over her face as she talked with her best friend... as though she could never get enough of him... as though she was so happy that she didn't even bother to hide it. She found every excuse just to touch him... his arm, his hair... the rough edges of his chin.
She was mesmerised... So utterly gone that Carina had to laugh at herself for not noticing the moment she laid eyes on them. Because he was just as taken as she was... just as absolutely amazed that the energy around them pulsed with want... with love. Their eyes shining with it as they smiled; hearts beating to a rhythm that they had yet to admit to each other.
God.
Walker.
Just do something already...
Kiss him!
But Sarah was jumping off the counter, pulling him with her to the table, arms laden with chocolate goods as they moved, caught up in conversation that seemed to be too exciting to deter from each other's eyes. "Come on Zye... she wasn't that bad!"
"Are you kidding me? The girl kept every single stuffed toy Chuck... EVERY SINGLE STUFFED TOY" Sarah remarked as they sat down and Chuck groaned.
"... there's nothing weird about that..."
"SHE NAMED THEM!" she cut in furiously, sliding a plate in front of him as she buttered two rolls. "She kept the creepy arcade won, stuffed toys and named them after you." she raised her eyebrows and waited as he gulped nervously.
"She was... very sentimental..." he said, turning to Carina with a smile as Sarah spluttered next to him.
"Sentimental my ass... Lou was creepy. Nuf said." she finished with a flourish as she bit into her roll, giving him one as he grinned.
"I'm missing something...obviously" Carina remarked as they both shoved their faces with food.
"Chuckk... dfated... fthish really creepy girlf.." Sarah said over bread as Chuck shook his head.
"Translated... I dated a girl once that Sarah disliked." he rolled his eyes at her. "Story being that I met her a month ago when I went to visit my sister... and... we caught up.."
"He's being nice... from his explicit detailing of his stay there... her behaviour was bordering on stalker" Sarah deadpanned as Chuck grimaced.
"Not... that bad Zye.."
"She chased you down the street with a sandwich in her hand" she cried again, gripping onto his arm this time as so to let the clarity sink in. "Chased Nerd... CHASED."
"She owns a sandwich shop!" he shrugged as Sarah let out an exasperated noise. "She cannot help her unhealthy attachment to food!"
"Oh... you think she has an unhealthy attachment to food?" Carina muttered under her breath as they bickered, both ignoring her in their argument.. which was beginning to escalate in sound... and stupidity. "Anyways guys..."
"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO THREATENED HER IN A BATHROOM!" Chuck cried as Sarah gaped at him.
"OH YEA... WELL... it wasn't like it was a real threat... I didn't have knives or anything... anyways that was more than FOUR YEAR AGO. You would think she would get over a small thing like that" She replied, flicking pudding at him
"...yes... because being threatened for your life is such a 'small' thing" he scraped the chocolate from his cheek, sucking on his finger. Carina widened her eyes at that move, wondering if either of them knew just how blatantly sexual it was.
"IT WASNT EVEN LIKE THAT... OKAY... WHAT DID SH..." Apparently not.
"GUYS!" she interrupted and they both glanced at her startled. "Stop with the screaming... and the... food flicking.. and the .. everything. Just stop. Kay?" she said quickly as Chuck blinked at her. Sarah coughed and turned to her.
"You still pissed off about the Barbados trip?"
No... the sexual tension in the air is beginning to give me a migraine. "YES!... I could've been lounging in my bikini and working on my tan... instead I'm here with you lot... for some unknown reason!" she cried, slapping her palms on the table.
"Oh come on... I can't believe that we're that bad of company" Chuck replied, smiling at her as she raised an eyebrow
"Oh ...trust me Charlie... you are definitely not bad company... at alll" she smiled slowly and watched Sarah widen her eyes at her. Oh.
This is one way to keep entertained.
"So Charlie... how much do you bench-press anyways?" Carina turned to him, flipping her red hair from her face as Chuck stared dumbfounded at her. "Because you have...mmm excellent form" flitting her eyes suggestively to his chest as she heard Sarah choke unsubtly next to him.
"Uhhhh..." he looked around the room awkwardly, avoiding Carina's eyes... though Sarah was hoping her glare could turn into a weapon... Most of that pretty red hair would be singed into oblivion.
"You know I have seen a lot of men in my time... but you... you are impressive" she sighed, resting her head in her propped up hand. "Soo... you single?"
"Carina!" Sarah cried, warning laced in her voice as the red head looked across to her innocently.
"LOOK..look oh look" Chuck said quickly, relief in his words as he pointed. "Look Zye it's Casey... Casey has come to see us... HI CASEY" Chuck stood when the colonel arrived at the table and moved quickly to pat him on the back. Casey grunted slightly at the overly enthusiastic greeting.
"Oh God Bartowski don't make me tranq you" he said, pushing the man away as he stepped back. "It's a high dose... you'll be out for 24 hours at least...it'll be like Christmas came early"
"I've missed you too Casey... I've missed our special bonding time" Chuck grinned as the colonel rolled his eyes.
"We have a mission... You should receive the dossier tomorrow" Casey replied cracking his knuckles. "It's about time too."
"Oh Casey... the trigger finger giving you problems again?"
"I haven't been on a mission in a month Bartowski... I wake up and it twitches... and itches... literally" he steps closer to Chuck with a sudden narrowing of his eyes. "Speaking of missions, you better not deviate from the plan like the last time... because I swear to God moron... I will drop you so fast that brain damage is the best outcome of the situation"
"Relax buddy..." Chuck laughed nervously. "There will be no brain damage... okay. No violence on the Carmichael. Anyways admit it... you like going on missions with me!"
"Yeah." Casey grunted. "As much as I like Afghani warlords attempting to bleed me from my liver."
"We both know that you requested me for most of your missions Casey. Come on... Say it. Just once. I respect and admire Chuck Bartowski" Chuck said slowly, his arms weaving in the air as Casey's face darkened.
"I swear Bartowski... you are the poster child for friendly fire" he rolls his eyes as Chuck grins.
"At least I have witnesses here now... if I get shot they'll know which Colonel to blame" He said as Casey looked up at took in Sarah's appearance.
"Walker... Nice to see you again" he nods in her direction as her face remains stoic.
"Casey... Glad you don't get to see so much of me this time"
"Relax Walker... the gas turned out to be harmless." he shrugged as she raised her eyebrows.
"Which you conveniently only found out after I'd stripped to my underwear and was soaked through with icy cold water." she said, shaking her head as Casey muttered something like 'standard protocol' beneath his breath.
"Wait... Stripped... down?" Chuck stuttered for a moment, looking at Sarah dazed as though he didn't know what he was saying. "Underwear...?" He ceased to breathe for just a moment as a light blush stole Sarah's cheeks.
the thought of her... with all that exposed skin...with droplets of water tracing paths across her flesh the way he wanted his fingers to... it made him weak in the knee's and a little more than lightheaded.
jeez... get it together Bartowski.
"Oh Charlie...If underwear doesn't do it for you, I'd gladly go commando everyday" Carina winked, breaking Chuck out of his trance as Casey coughed, shaking his head from the sudden onslaught of blatant innuendo. Sarah clenched her fists, only just restraining herself from giving Carina another punch to the boob.
"And that's our cue to leave." She said, her voice hard as she pushed the red head forward, turning back to nod at Casey.
"Later?" Chuck asked her and she smiled.
"I'll find you." she says, still gripping on to Carina's shoulders as they walked away. "I'll make sure to bring the darts too."
And with that she was gone, blonde hair curving across the expanse of her back, hips swaying so mesmerizingly as she walked, that Chuck felt his mouth go dry.
God. Sarah Walker was even more beautiful than he remembered... she smelled better than he thought possible... and his heart still ached in that delicious sense of longing whenever he was near her. She hadn't changed much... her smile still the same... her laugh still as infectious as ever.
And he still loved her with everything he had.
She was taller... Her eyes so stunning they knocked the breath from his body. Her lips full and red that it was becoming harder and harder for him to not taste them... to not drink in the essence of her and feel the scrape of her tongue against his.
It had been too long.
Four years of being away from that woman... it created a gaping hole in his heart... a hole that had been filled instantly when he saw her... standing there with laughter in her eyes as she watched him. He finally felt safe... felt comfortable in her arms like he never thought he could feel again.
Her face lighting up with his; the words she spoke reverently against his skin... God.. the gripping of her hands as the molded to his body, trying to memorise him... trying to anchor him to her as she sighed. It was all too real... all too much of them, that Chuck knew he would never forget that reunion for the rest of his life.
Sarah Walker... staring at him with a heart melting smile on her face, body so ready to be near his once more as she waited for him to catch up... to finally take in her presence and promise to never let go again.
Which he was telling himself every second since he saw her. Never.
Never again.
Because he knew the next time he could not possible survive without her... could not possibly exist days upon days without seeing her face or gazing into her laughter filled eyes or watching the emotions flitter across her face as they bantered.
He was in love...
So in love.
And this time he would let anything take them apart if he could help it.
"Done drooling Bartowski?" Casey interrupted as Chuck still stared after her. He shook his head and looked at the older man, shrugging with nonchalance.
"I wasn't drooling..."
"Yea... tell that to the your chin that is now covered up in saliva... Jeez... you would think the great 'Carmichael' didn't get flustered over women. What? You have yet to get Walker out of your system? It's been four years Chuck... You think it's time to not let your lady feelings rule your every thought" Casey grunted as he shook his head; Chucks turned to him with an incredulous look on his face. Only Casey would turn an act of concern into an offence.
"No Casey. I haven't gotten over it. I probably will never get over it." He shook his head again and turned back to the direction that Sarah had left, his heart still thumping from seeing her after all these years. "Besides... Sarah Walker is not just some girl that you have a crush on and then get over. Sarah Walker is the type of girl you fall in love with... She's the girl that you never forget."
"That's dangerous Chuck. You and I both know it." Casey said, his voice softening slightly and Chucks shoulders dropped.
"But it's worth it... It's always been worth it." he turned to his mentor... the man who had helped build him into the spy that he was now. "And we've always known that too."
Casey turned to walk away, Chuck turning with him as the older man cleared his throat. "It's harder than you think... when you care about someone more than you care about your own life. Who do you protect... what do you turn into when you lose them?"
"Buddy... She's my best friend... and one of the most important people to me" he said, shaking his head and laughing nervously turning his back to Casey as he continued to himself. The words leaving his mouth with confidence. "I'm always going to protect her... no matter what. That doesn't change me... It's always been her."
Casey nods slightly, walking away without another word as Chuck sighs... his heart still full from her... from his best friend- the smile gracing his face is wide... so wide that he wondered where in world it had disappeared to in these four years.
"You going to see Charlie?"
The question was one of knowing... barely needed a nod of Sarah's head for Carina to plough ahead. "Wearing... that?"
"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" She says, looking down her body.
"I'm more interested on what you're NOT wearing beneath the coat..." Carina remarked, her eyebrows raising suggestively.
"It's not what you think Carina" Sarah growled, tightening the belt on her black coat, covering up her attire just like she'd planned. It was something special... for Chuck to see. And she didn't want people gawking at her as she made her way to him.
"I don't know Walker... meeting a guy... in the middle of the night... wearing a black coat that so conveniently conceals what you're actually wearing underneath... Sounds its exactly what I'm thinking if you ask me."
"Well I'm not asking you." Sarah throws her a smile, picking up the tote bag as she made her way to the door. "And besides... it's hardly.. the middle of the night. Its barely nine O'clock."
"That's not the pressing issue here! Just let me see what's under the coat!" the red head cried, jumping forward as Sarah moved away from the door.
"Nah uh Carina... I guess you're just gunna have to stay curious."
"...Is it skimpy lingerie?" She asked slyly, her eyes sparkling suddenly. "Or did you decide to do.. 'nothing but a holster strapped to your thigh'"
Sarah stared at her for a moment... dumbfounded on what to say. "Ew... and... that's so clichéd". She turned and walked away, ignoring the impatient noise coming from her partner.
"WILL YOU AT LEAST GIVE ME DETAILS IF YOU AND CHARLIE GET IT ON"
"Byyeeee Carina." she replied, waving to her friend who stood hopefully at the door.
"Or... just a picture... JUST ONE PICTURE OF HIM SHIRTLESS".
Sarah turned the corner, shaking her head at the red head who still called after her. She had no time to plan this... had just on a whim a long time ago decided to make the purchase and in the unpacking of her belongings laughed out loud when her hands grazed upon the material.
Oh.. if only Carine knew what was really behind this coat...
She smiled to herself, making her way to his room without effort as she clutched on the bag filled with goods. It was the first time in a long time that she got to hang out with her best friend... and she was going to make it count.
Going to try and fill all those lost moments over the years slowly but surely.
She stood outside the oak of his closed door... and knocked on it without hesitation... eager to see the reaction on his face as he took in her attire. She heard shuffling behind the wood of his door, before it was flung open with enthusiasm as he beamed at her.
"HI...errr... oh..." He said, his eyes roaming on the black coat.
"Hey nerd." She said slowly as he gaped, his face splitting into a smile as he laughed.
"Please oh god... Please tell me you have something entirely clichéd hidden under that coat" he choked at the very thought, reining in his imagination and what she could be hiding.
"Oh please..." She grinned evilly at him, entering his room and closing the door, laughing at his shocked face as she begun to undo the buttons... slowly... as a form of torture.
He didn't think his heart would survive it.
And then it was open, coat revealing what was inside as she laughed. "When have you ever known me to do anything clichéd?" She took of the coat and turned... and his eyes bulged.
Because there she was... Sarah Walker... standing before him.
In a white onesie...
...decorated with colourful Tweety birds in patches across the fabric. And dear God he was sure he had never seen anything sexier in his life. The material clung to her body... obviously built for warmth... But Chuck was so sure that the fire was erupted in him.
OH MY GOD.
She smiled at him as he stood still... unable to breathe as he took in all of her. It was funny... she had anticipated him to laugh.
Oh but how ignorant she was of the jumping of his heart at the mesmerising sight before him.
"Better.." he choked.. as he pinched the material at her shoulder. "Sooohhoooo much better than clichéd."
"Ohh noo Nerd... what's better in fact..." she moved to her bag and pulled out something... an evil smile on her lips. "... Is that I bought on for you too." she threw it at him... the white material hitting his face as he finally succumbed to laughter, clutching his sides as she pushed him toward the bathroom. "And... I brought remedies..."
This stopped him. "Remedies?" he turned at the door of the bathroom, eyebrows arcing as she grinned.
"Alcohol may be involved." she said, flicking imaginary lint from her onsie.
"Trying to get me drunk Zye?" he asked cheekily and she laughed taping on his chest.
"Offcourse... after that several drunk conversations we've had on the phone... I am fully convinced that I can drink you under the table you lightweight." she looked into his eyes and smiled. "Also...I am very interested to see this... uhh... 'inebriated dance' of yours that I've been hearing about for so long."
He paled. "Morgan told you..."
She smiled wickedly. "Oh yea."
"Alright... we shall see who gets inebriated tonight."
"I could take you" she replies nonchalantly, shining her fingernails as though bored.
He leaned closer to her... his face inches from her own as his warm breathe caressed her cheek. "Is that a challenge?"
Cocking her head to the side, she closed the space between them... until their noses were grazing and Chuck sucked in a gasp as her eyes blazed. Her cheeks were red, her heart rate elevated as she stood like this for a moment, before raising her eyebrows, a smile making a way to her face as she replied.
"Hell yes."
"NO. YOU'RE LYING!"
"Think about it Zye" he gazed at her... complete seriousness laced through his voice as she listened. "Not all ladybugs can be ladies... then... how would you get little lady bugs?"
She blinked for a moment, taking this information in... before bursting out into laughter, clutching onto him for support as they rolled across his bed in their deliriousness. "Oh MY GOD! That's soo true."
"They don't call me nerd for nothing." he grinned, taking a swig from the bottle before passing it to her.
"Mmm.. you know what I also learned.." she says, her eyebrows arching as he looked at her.
"What?"
"Turtles..." she started before she began giggling.
"Yeaa..?" he said, laughter dancing in his features.
"Theyy... they... they can breathe through their BUTTS!" she cries, falling back on the bed as she laughs.
"WHAT!" he cries falling beside her as he laughs. "YOU'RE LYING!"
"No... no... its true!" she says between breathes, clutching her stomach as they giggle. She coughs slightly from all the laughing, calming down enough as he settles beside her, both staring at the ceiling, the bottle of whiskey between them.
"Well... you know what that means don't you?" he says to her, his voice a little hoarse.
"Mmm?"
"Turtles probably have really bad breathe."
She looks at him, his eyes finding hers easily as they raise their eyebrows. And then the dam broke.
Their eyes widened, their breathes escaped them as they laughed harder than they ever had in a while... often trying to remain calm before succumbing to it again just by looking into each other's faces.
"Oh..Oh... my god...aha...ahhh" she says crawling toward the end of the bed. "Mmm.. missed you nerd." she says into the silence and he grins.
"Missed you more Zye" he says back patting her legs as she crooks her neck to look at him. "You're soo drunk."
"HEY!... You're drunk too!" she cries, pointing a finger at him.
"You're smashed!" he says laughing.
"Yea well... you're shining!"
"...you're tanked." he says, his eyes narrowing... challenge erupting before them as she jumps on.
"Sloshed."
"Bozzled."
"On like a scone"
"Shit faced."
"Knackered.."
"... wasted."
"Hammered."
"Plootered."
She paused for a moment, looking at him with creased eyes. "You're ...using parking meters like walking sticks...?"
He raised himself for a moment, hovering over her as he grinned. "You my dear... are... inebriated" he whispers the word in her ear, a slight growl to the texture and she shivered slightly at the warmth that suddenly coursed through her veins.
"Enough of this dirty talk... we have more pressing issues at hand." she says, and he laughs, both of them moving with the action as he settled down on her.
"Yea? Like what?"
"This bad turtle breathe problem" she said as though it was obvious and he grins.
"I'm sure we can fix it Zye... you have excellent oral hygiene" he says humming to himself as she raises her eyebrows.
"I do?"
"Mmmm yea..." he breathes, his face close to hers.. "You taste... amazing.."
She looks at him and he widens his eyes...as though he is just aware of what he said. But they remain in that position, his body hovering over her, the warmth of his onesie seeping into hers.
She could barely breathe when he had walked out of that bathroom... the material sticking to him like a second skin... she thought she was going to pass out from the instant heat to her face.
But... god.
Damn him... and his beautiful smile... and his beautiful hair... and his... arrghh.. beautiful body.
But most of all... damn him... for his beautiful words... and his amazing personality... and... just him.
She sighs against him, more parts of her body coming into contact with his and he looks into her eyes again. She moves her hands forward, tracing the barely there creases of his eyes that she loved..
That she loves.
And her hands were moving still... confident now and they combed through his hair, exploring... cataloguing. And he was doing to same she realised... as he traced patterns on her too hot cheeks... and ran his fingertips down the curves of her neck to her clavicle. Both of them held their breathes... her fingers now at his neck... his splayed gently across her chin. They stared into each other's eyes... the moment just still for both of them as they made a decision.
And it was fast... she pulling onto the back of his neck; him angling her chin so their lips connected just right. And then it was them... mouths moulded, body's sighing as they finally...finally began the taste they had been craving for the past four years.
It was just as good as she remembered. His lips so warm... his teeth playfully biting at her lip making her ravenous for more.
Oh...
Oh god.
His fingers splayed possessively on her hips as he growled slightly, the stubble across his jaw scraping against her skin as she moaned deliciously in his mouth. He had her plastered against his body, hips moving erotically until she was biting against the sensitive part of his lower lip... tongues now moving in the familiar dance that had been too long gone without.
And she was clinging on, her hands moving to his lower back... fisting the material now with annoyance when all the wanted was the run her hands across the skin there. But she gave up to the onslaught of his mouth...the intoxication of him... and knew.
God she knew.
That she would never... ever again go without it.
Drunk Chuck and Sarah? WHAT! No she didnt?!
... oh... but i did ;)
Let me know what you think!
Next chapter will blow your mind... not to tempt you or anything.
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Until next time.