A/N A big wedding? Hmmm. I don't think that's in the cards. Trust me. I think what I did was better. We're one from the end. Get ready. Welcome to Wanting It All Ch 12, HR Isn't Going to Like This
Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck, but I'll let WB use Jordan if they'll let me have some of my friends write the movie...
"Do you want Jordan to go to school today given what he went through yesterday?" Chuck asked the snuggled form against him. He felt her stretch against him and his eyelids fluttered for just a second. "For the love of God woman, you are insatiable."
"You're the one who said we needed three more. I was just practicing," Sarah chirped, running her fingers across his chest. He started to retort but she was right. "I think we'll keep him home today, and I'll take the day off."
"Out of curiosity, did you ever get to experience the ray of sunshine known as Brenda?" Chuck asked.
"The one who left me a voicemail about how I should keep my phone on because it's not like the meeting I was in was a matter of national security?" she asked, a grin on her face.
"She said the same to me and I told her you worked for the State Department and it kinda was," Chuck replied. She looked up at him, grinning. "My soon to be wife is a big deal."
"Yeah, well, how come your soon to be wife doesn't have a ring?"
"Because my soon to be wife couldn't wait for me to ask her properly," Chuck retorted.
"Proposal plan?" she asked. Chuck mimed zipping his lips and throwing away the key. She propped herself up on her elbow, looking down at him, grinning. "Were you gonna wow me?" she asked shyly.
"I was gonna so wow you," he blurted out. Sarah closed her eyes laughing. "I mean, I didn't have it worked out yet, but I was gonna wow you and Morgan…oh shit, Morgan…."
"I already told him last night," Sarah said softly. Chuck turned to her, his mouth open. "I promised he could officiate."
"And he was okay with that?"
"His words, 'It's about damn time!'" Chuck grinned at her. "I love you, Chuck."
"I love you, Sarah," Chuck replied. He reached over with his far hand and gently rubbed her cheek with his first finger and thumb. "I'm so glad we found each other again."
"Chuck, our hearts never forgot."
"No, they didn't," Chuck replied. Chuck leaned in to kiss her and the door swung open. He quickly pulled the covers over her to protect her from any eyes.
"Calm down, Chuckles," Carina said, laughing. "Just wanted to let you know the little one is up and Casey has him."
Chuck turned to her. "Casey?"
She shrugged. "What can I say, these Walkers have a way with people," and with that she left.
"That they do," he replied.
-ooooo-
They were enjoying their morning coffee when Sarah turned to him. "I remembered what the meeting of national security?) was for."
"Oh," Chuck replied. "Is this one of those you could tell me but then you'd have to kill me kind of things?"
She looked at him over her coffee. "You do know all you have to do is give me those puppy dogs eyes and I'd tell you anything, plus I could never kill you…well, on purpose."
"You'd kill me accidentally?"
She smirked. "I promise you'd go with a smile on your face."
Chuck thought for a second. "Oh…OH!" He blushed all the way down his neck. "You are just a little evil."
"Just a little?" Chuck nearly spit out his coffee. "So, let me change the subject before you hurt yourself. It was about emails."
"You mean what I told them about when you hired me months ago?" Chuck asked.
Sarah nodded. "The fact that we had to take out part of your code because it was too advanced for our servers should have told them something."
Chuck snorted. "You'd think the government would put that at the top of their agenda."
"Too many don't understand technology," Sarah replied, shrugging. "They think it's okay, because they use it, or somewhat understand it. Nothing is cutting edge in their field."
"So, what happened?"
Sarah smiled. "They wrung their hands and went on and on about how they didn't know how to fix the problem, and then I said I did." With that she took a drink of coffee, looking somewhat like the Kermit tea meme.
"You did not," Chuck said, one part proud, one part impressed with her badassery.
"You bet your sweet ass I did," she replied. She leaned back like she was trying to look at his backside.
"Woman, my eyes are up here," Chuck said with a grin on his face. She winked at him. "So, what happened?"
"I may be getting reassigned," she answered, sipping the coffee, hiding her grin.
"But, Sarah…we just…you know what, I'll go where-"
"Chuck, I may be reassigned as a liaison with Barsoft," Sarah explained, a grin nearly splitting her face.
It took his brain a second to process everything going on. "I run Barsoft," Chuck said softly. Sarah nodded. "Does this mean you're finally gonna do what we planned to do when we were in high school?" Sarah gave him a look. "Sarah Walker," he continued, setting down his mug. "I have been following your business plan since day one. I've done exactly what you told me to do."
"Why?" Sarah asked softly. "Chuck, I left, why would you trust my plan?"
He reached over and took her hand. "Because my heart refused to let me believe you'd do anything to hurt me on purpose. My head wouldn't listen about other things, but the business plan, it was solid Sarah." He got up and went over to a desk and pulled something out. He brought it back and put it in front of her. She smiled as she looked at it and then her eyes widened. "I never forgot," he whispered. "I was mad, but I couldn't forget."
There on the paper, reporting to no one, and equal to the status of the CEO was the Director of Operations, Jenny Burton. Jenny Burton had been marked out in pen and it now said Sarah Walker.
She looked at him. Tears were in his eyes. "Chuck," she whispered. He just shrugged. "We were kids."
"No, no we weren't. Not when it came to us, and you know it."
She looked at him, and then at the org chart and back to him and nodded. "You're right." She sat back, stunned. "I should resign from the State Department."
"Or continue to be a liaison," Chuck said shrugging. "And become the Director of Operations."
"How are the benefits?" she asked, smirking.
"HR is gonna be soooooo upset with us," he replied.
-ooooo-
"For the love of Christ, get out of my office," Casey muttered, opening the door for Sarah. "I can watch Jordan just fine."
"Okay, but-" Chuck began to say as Casey shoved him out of his office and shut the door in his face. He turned to Sarah. "He does know I own the place, right?"
Sarah shrugged. "I don't think he cares."
"Did you know he and Jordan were so close?"
"I had no idea," Sarah admitted. "So what are you gonna show me?"
Chuck just grinned at her, took her hand and led her to the office past his. He pulled out a key and opened an office door. It was clean, but it felt like it hadn't been used. "This is the Director of Operations' office."
Sarah's mouth dropped. "You're saying this is mine?"
"I'm saying I built the office, with the intent of filling the position but no one could ever do what you did, and no one connected with me like you did." She gave him a look. "Yes, that way," he said in a low tone, making her laugh. "But also no one ever connected with me the way you did when we came up with Barsoft."
-ooooo-
8 years ago
"Bartowski Enterprises," Chuck said with a flourish. Jenny tilted her head and gave him a look. "What's wrong with it?"
"You're trying too hard to sound like Batman and Bruce Wayne," Jenny replied.
"I need you to tone down the flirting when I'm trying to have these grand ideas about our future company," Chuck countered.
Jenny stared at him. "OUR company?"
"Yeah," Chuck said, like it was no big deal.
"Chuck, no, I know nothing about…." She waved her hand. "All that stuff you go on and on about."
"Oh, you know more than you let on," Chuck replied. She grinned at him. "But Jenny, your ideas have been what made this thing possible from the beginning. I need you to be the Director of Operations."
"What does a Director of Operations do?" she asked.
"Makes sure morale is high, makes sure we're being efficient, keeps the dreamers grounded so that we can make realistic things, but also encourages them to dream," he explained. "It's a fine line to walk, but you can do it, you've done it with me." She ducked her head, knowing he was right. "I need you to be by my side, because I may have ideas, but you've got this mind for business and how to run things. Without you, there is no Bartowski Enterprises."
"No," she said. Chuck's face fell. "Barsoft," she said softly. He jerked his head up, and looked at her. "You make software Chuck, it should be Barsoft."
"Nope, calling it Bartowski Enterprises," Chuck countered.
She crossed her arms. "I'm only accepting the job if it's called Barsoft."
Chuck stuck out his hand, she took it and shook. "Deal," he said. "You're the Director of Operations, and I'm the CEO of….Barsoft."
"Deal," Jenny replied. She pulled his arm, bringing him in. "For you though, I'm gonna seal it with a kiss."
"Jenny, I want you to know something," Chuck began.
"I love you too, Chuck," she said softly. "I can't wait for prom next week." She had a wicked gleam in her eye. "I can't wait for Stanford and then we'll have the company."
"I love you, Jenny," he said softly, as he bent down to kiss her.
"Maybe you'll get the guts to ask me what you really want one day," she added, and kissed him. His mind broke a little and then he pushed away. She was grinning at him. "I know what you're gonna ask, and deep down you know the answer."
-ooooo-
"Oh, God, Chuck, why did I believe him?" she asked, starting to unravel a bit. "You never would have said the things in that letter." She looked up at the ceiling, tears in her eyes, regret filling her.
"Sarah, he played your fears," Chuck explained, walking over, wiping the tears away. "Besides, he was a con man, and a good one from what you told me, so he knew you were scared. He knew how to play on your fears."
She looked at him, shaking her head as a warm smile returned to her face and grinning. "You are too good a man."
"Nah, love of a good woman," Chuck replied. He looked around. "On one hand, I'm really surprised I made it this far, but on the other, you made the plans, and all I had to do was follow them."
"Why would you think you couldn't make it?" she asked, genuinely confused.
"I didn't have my partner, Sarah. The person who believed in me more than Morgan, and the person who had figured so much of this out," Chuck replied honestly.
This was getting heavy, and Sarah decided it was time to lighten the mood some. "Batman didn't have his Robin?" she asked with a grin.
"Okay first, I really don't think you're Robin, more like a Catwoman," Chuck began.
"You just wanna see me in that suit," Sarah retorted.
"God, yes," he nearly moaned. He shook his head, trying to get the picture out of his head. Sarah wasn't helping with the coy smile she was giving him. "But, more importantly, Nerd Boy didn't have Nerd Girl."
She walked over and laid a hand gently on his chest. "Chuck, Nerd Man has Nerd Woman, forever. I swear."
"I believe you," he replied, and bent down and kissed her.
"So this room's never been used?" she asked, waggling her eyebrows.
"See, no one connected with me."
"Bartowski, I'm about to connect all your dots."
-ooooo-
A few days later, Chuck was meeting with Sarah's boss. "So you think you can fix the email?" Ted asked.
"I can do it without a problem, and make it so it would take a world class hacker to break in," Chuck replied.
"I could probably get into it in five minute," Rick, the head of IT snarled.
Sarah had been sitting there for a few minutes and was getting tired of Rick and Ted refusing to admit there was a problem. "Rick, he could out hack you any day of the week," she said, messing with the shoe on her foot, not even looking at Ted. Chuck was trying hard to not grin at his soon to be wife. "Pick any place in the world to break into and he can do it."
"Okay, the first person that hacks into Federal Reserve and transfers one penny into a secure account wins," Rick shot out. Chuck glanced over at him. "I'm serious."
"Uh, I don't feel like going to federal prison," Chuck replied.
"You're too pretty for that place," Sarah smirked.
"You'd only go to Federal Prison if you could get in," Ted said, looking at Chuck.
"Like I said," Chuck trailed off, spreading his hands and shrugging.
"Let me make a phone call, and then we'll see about this," Ted said to Chuck. "You okay with this Rick?"
"I'm okay, but you should ask him if he's ready to get Rick Rolled!" With that, Rick stormed out.
"He should switch to decaf," Chuck said to Sarah.
-ooooo-
"Wait, he actually said are you ready to get Rick Rolled?" Morgan asked. Chuck nodded. Everyone from the house, a lawyer, and Awesome and Ellie, were in his office, except for Sarah. Chuck was getting very nervous waiting for her.
"Is the nerd okay?" Casey asked Morgan.
"This was their dream back in the day, big guy," Morgan explained. "I get marriage and all that is a big deal, but they started this together at seventeen and now…now they have a chance to fix things."
The door opened and Sarah came in. Chuck didn't say a word, he just stood from his desk.
She grinned at him. "This is so happening, Chuck," she said softly, like no one else was in the room except for just the two of them. She walked over to his desk, and he walked around it to meet her in front of it. She reached up and straightened a stray curl. "We're gonna get our future that we dreamed of." She gave him a soft kiss, pulled away, and began to sign the paperwork.
The lawyer looked everything over, signed in a few places, thanked them, and left.
"Everyone, I'd like to introduce you to the new Director of Operations at Bartowski Enterprises," he began. She smirked and backhanded him on the shoulder. "I mean Barsoft," he corrected himself, rubbing said shoulder. "Sarah Walker, soon to be Bartowski."
"WHAT?!" Ellie screamed.
"Oh, like you didn't know from the day I came back this was happening," Sarah said to her.
Ellie pulled them both into a hug. "Finally," she whispered into their ears. "Finally, you're getting the ending you two deserve."
Sarah looked at Chuck, thinking that nothing, nothing at all, could ruin this moment.
-ooooo-
"How long will you be gone?" Chuck asked Casey.
"Shouldn't be but a few days, week at the most," Casey replied. "Daniel's found him, he's in a remote part of the jungle, very few guards. He's already got a team of five, all he needs is sniper support."
"Thanks, Casey," Chuck said sincerely. "And thanks for clearing things with the Government so Sarah could get the job she rightfully deserves." Casey grinned at him. "Don't worry, I know that grin is for you getting to use your trigger finger soon, not because of me."
"Be back before the wedding," Casey said and took off. Chuck watched him go, wondering why he had this feeling in the pit of his stomach that he didn't think Casey would.
A/N: David…..no…you're not….seriously? Hoped you liked it, reviews and PMs are always welcomed…til next time.
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