Chuck v. The Twilight Zone
Written by: truthseekr
Chapter XIV—Rough Stuff
A few doors down at the apartment Laundromat, Chuck took great care to rinse out all the remaining egg nog that he had spilled on Sarah's pajamas. As he was putting them in the wash, Awesome, back from his bike ride, noticed his future brother-in-law.
"See, I told Ellie we should have gotten the washer and dryer," Devin said and continued, "Here bro, you mind putting this in there too?" as he took off his shirt.
"Devin, do you always have to take your shirt off?" Chuck groaned.
"Come on man, I'm feeling like a hot shower," Awesome said.
"Just for you to know, Ellie is taking a nap and so no showers for two in the apartment now, right? I mean it's Christmas." Chuck said.
"Well, I do always like to spread a little holiday cheer, if you know what I mean?" Awesome said in that voice that meant little about Christmas and a lot about getting it on with his lady.
As they walked in the door, Chuck noticed that Morgan still appeared to be out like a light.
Devin noticed as he was walked by the kitchen table a drink with a hand-written note written by none other than the future Mrs. Woodcombe. "Nice! Ginseng Protein shake."
With one fluid motion Chuck slapped his forehead with both his hands and shook his head.
"Chuck, I'm going to take a shower, you guys have fun with what you are doing out here." Awesome said.
"I so did not just have that shower picture in mind again," Chuck said in feigned disgust.
Drink in hand, Awesome walked right into Sarah as she came out of the bathroom.
The unmistakable purple bruises around Sarah's neck could not have been more noticeable.
Under his breath, Awesome said, "I would have never believed it. Lester was right, she is a cougar! Geez, I knew you guys liked make up sex but I had no idea that you were into the rough stuff!"
Even half awake, Agent Walker heard Awesome loud and clear as she continued down the hall and made her way into Chuck's room. All her momentary terror at being discovered and the concern about their cover being blown seemed to escape. With the door closed, Sarah grabbed a pain killer from her bag and laid down onto Chuck's bed relieved. She laughed openly as much as her bruises ribs would allow.
"Rough stuff, huh?" she said to herself, for once she had hoped Casey was listening in because that comment would definitely be worth a *grunt* from the old curmudgeon.