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Love-Struck Spies

Chapter Six, My Hero


Thursday, 1 December 2005

Chuck and Sarah were still snuggling together, and they were both refusing to start their day. It was 11:30.

"I could get used to this, Sarah," Chuck said with a bright while playing with Sarah's hair.

"I already have, Chuck." Sarah winked as she gently tickled his chest.

"So, is it time to start the day?" Chuck asked reluctantly. He wanted to stay like this all day, but he needed to visit his sister and to take advantage of the free time that he had because it came few and far between as a CIA Agent.

Sarah pouted sulkily. "Can we not just stay like this all day, Chuck?" she asked almost pleadingly as she then snuggled in closer to him to bury herself in his warmth.

Chuck pouted. "We could, Sarah..." Chuck stopped for a second as he wrapped his arms around her, which caused her to melt into him. "And it would be the most perfect way to spend the entire day. But I was planning on calling in to see my sister, and I was hoping your fine self would accompany me," he finished by giving her a puppy-eyed look that made it impossible for Sarah to resist. Seeing that look on his face made her want to devour him on the spot because she was already immensely attracted to her new partner, and it was only a matter of time before they began to have sex together, of that Sarah was sure.

Sarah puffed out a deep sigh for a long moment. "Fine..." she conceded with reluctance before she continued, "But only if you promise more of this tonight. And don't shy away!"

Chuck raised his hand. "Scouts honor. But... Only if you promise to wear that lingerie again," Chuck demanded as he winked at her. Sarah's demand was a no-brainer for Chuck, so he did a little negotiating to make the deal even sweeter.

A bright smile took shape on Sarah's face as it was the first real signal that indicated he wanted her, and she very much wanted him.

"Why? Do you like what you see, Agent Bartowski?" Sarah asked coyly.

"Not like. I love," Chuck stated, full of conviction.

"Then you have yourself a deal. But only if you promise not to wear a shirt." Sarah gave him a non-negotiable look to stop Chuck from saying anything as he had opened his mouth to object.

"Deal," Chuck said.

"Shake on it?" Sarah asked.

Chuck and Sarah then shook on it while grinning mischievously at each other.

"Let's get breakfast then, Chuck, and then I'm going to go out for a run. I was hoping you would join me?" Sarah asked as she gave him a puppy-eyed look of her own.

"Absolutely," Chuck said.

"Great," Sarah replied.

"Super," Chuck said with a wide grin.

They began to get up out of bed as they got themselves ready, and they headed down to the restaurant for breakfast together.

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"What's on your mind, Chuck?" Sarah asked Chuck as she glanced at him. He was sitting opposite her inside the hotel restaurant as they ate breakfast together. He appeared to be very nervous, and Sarah had picked up on it, and she wanted to offer him whatever support he may need.

"It's Ellie... I don't know what to say to her when she opens the door to the place I once lived. I don't know how she is going to react upon seeing me. How she is going to react seeing me with the most beautiful woman in the world," Chuck said as he grinned at the last bit.

Sarah's cheeks flushed as she blushed immensely, and she smiled shyly at him while taking another mouthful of her breakfast.

"Ellie is going to love you," Chuck said as he took Sarah's free hand, and he smiles warmly at her as he can see that Sarah is nervous too.

Sarah nervously asked, "Do you think so?"

Chuck grinned. "I don't think so, Sarah, I know so. Ellie and me are similar in a lot of ways. We talk too much, and we sometimes talk ourselves into bad situations. But more importantly, we find good in people. I found kindness in you as soon as I met you, and so will she."

Sarah began to affectionately squeeze hold of Chuck's hand that she was still holding onto. Chuck kept breaking the barriers that she was setting. He treats me like royalty!

"So, what are you going to tell her about us, Chuck?" Sarah asked him with a warm smile.

"I haven't given it much thought, to be honest, Sarah. We've had a lot going on ourselves the past few days. I haven't had the chance to think about that. Maybe I will tell her that a new government office has opened in L.A. and we have been stationed here so I could be closer to my family?" Chuck hated having to lie and especially not to the woman who had cared for him for many years.

"I think that's a great idea, Chuck. I know it's not ideal having to lie to her, but it's for her own safety. The less she knows, the safer she is, right?" Sarah said softly.

Chuck nodded as he began to sigh in a depressed mood. "I agree with that, Sarah. But how long will we be stationed here before the CIA relocate us again? We're CIA Agents and we don't just get to pick our assignments, unfortunately."

Sarah extended her hand out, and she moved to brush Chuck's chin with a finger. "I know, Chuck. It's not fair, but hey, at least we have each other, right?" she said while smiling at his pretty face.

Chuck grinned. "Sarah, I could live being posted in the Antarctic as long as you were there by my side," he said, which caused Sarah to giggle before they proceeded to share a warm gaze and smile for a long moment before they continued with their breakfast.

After breakfast, they returned to their room, and they began to get ready to go out for a run along the beach together.

They would visit Ellie after their activity.

Chuck had finished changing into his sportswear. He was wearing a close-fitting white t-shirt and shorts, which left little of his body shape to the imagination with his huge thighs visible and the tightness of his shirt, showing his upper body shape.

Sarah came out wearing a tank top and running pants, which, just like Chuck, also left little to the imagination.

Once their eyes met the attire of each other, for almost a minute, the two partners began to stare wide-eyed at each other while swallowing, blinking and gasping as they were unable to pry their eyes away from each other.

Sarah had forgotten what she had even gotten ready for, and if Chuck were to kiss her right now, then there would be no going back.

They would be fully committed.

Chuck could not believe how beautiful Sarah was right now.

Every hour he spent with her, she seemed to get even more attractive to him.

And he didn't know what to do about that.

The woman of his dreams was standing just yards away from him.

But Chuck needed to show Sarah that he was not like the other men who thought of her as just a prize they had just won.

Sarah should be treated like a princess.

"Sarah... Wow! The enemy won't end up killing me. Your beauty will. You know if you were a demon, I'd let you have my soul right now," he joked with a loving grin.

Sarah laughed at his geek humor. "Chuck, just don't wear that when we are on a mission. You dazed me so much I forgot why I got ready. You know, you're amazing yourself, Chuck, I hope you know that."

"Uhh..." Chuck replied in protest of her compliment.

"Chuck, I mean it. You're perfect. I'm finding it hard right now not to turn possessed and devour you right here. Let's go before I do just exactly that," she said.

Chuck let out a nervous laugh, and he gave Sarah an awkward look, and she smirked in approval. "I'll take your word for it," he said as they departed their hotel room to begin their exercise...

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Sarah paused from running to put her hands on her hips to pose seductively as she bit her lower lip suggestively.

Her teasing since they had begun running was killing Chuck, and she loved every minute of it.

Call it revenge for Chuck not snuggling with her all day.

Chuck would get her back for this!

They continued running for fifteen more minutes on the beach, as they cherished every single minute they got to spend together. Each minute was spent like it would be their last. And it had been like that ever since they first met nearly five days ago.

Up ahead, there was a confrontation happening.

A group of six older boys was hounding a young boy and his girlfriend. They had surrounded the young boy, and they were shouting insults at him.

The young boy looked about fifteen and his girlfriend the same.

The group seemed to be in their early twenties.

Chuck became concerned for the safety of the young boy and his girlfriend, and he shook his head in disgust at the bullying.

Sarah knew exactly what he was thinking.

He had to be careful, though.

Chuck had been trained in over two hundred ways to kill somebody, and if he went too hard on them, he could get in trouble and be benched by Graham from the upcoming assignment.

"Chuck, be careful," Sarah warned, gazing at him.

"I will. Don't get involved, Sarah. I can handle this."

"But we're partners, Chuck," Sarah protested.

He nodded. "I know, Sarah, but trust me, I can handle this."

"Okay, Chuck."

Chuck then began to walk over to the group. Sarah was watching, and she was actually looking forward to seeing her partner in action. Six on one. Good odds for Chuck. She was ready to step in and watch her partners back, but she was confident in Chuck's ability.

As Chuck approached the group, he calmly stood in their vicinity, and he asked what's going on, "What's going on here? Aren't you guys a bit too big to be picking on an innocent boy and his girlfriend?"

"What business is that of yours? Piss off!" came the reply.

"The business of mine is that I would like you to leave them alone and be about whatever it is you guys do for fun," Chuck said in a calm and measured tone.

"This is what we do for fun, and like my friend said, piss off!" came a reply from another of the group.

Still remaining calm and composed, Chuck carried on walking toward them.

"You know, that's not a nice way to talk to somebody. I'm going to ask you one last time, and then I'm going to lose my cool," Chuck paused as he rotated his glance between the bullies. "Leave them alone and be about your business," Chuck left his warning to hang in the air as he continued to shift his gaze between all six of the group.

"Why, do you want the girl yourself?" came the reply.

"No, I just want you to pick on somebody your own size, for example, let's say. Me?" Chuck left another question to float in the air.

The group all turned to look at Chuck, and they began psyching themselves up.

"Let's teach this motherfucker a lesson!" one of them shouted, and the rest of the group promptly agreed.

The biggest in the group took a step forward towards Chuck.

Chuck smirked at him.

"What are you smiling at, you motherfucker? You won't be smiling at me when I kick your ass and sleep with your girlfriend over there!" he said while pointing at Sarah.

Chuck started to laugh uncontrollably, which made the guy even angrier.

"Put your money where your mouth is. If you think you can take me down, I invite you to try. I will only warn you once more before this ends badly for you."

Ignoring Chuck's warning, the guy threw a punch towards Chuck, and Chuck easily avoided it as he sent a kick to the guy's groin.

He went down instantly in pain.

Two more of the gang then lunged for Chuck.

Chuck waited for one of them to advance towards him, and he used his lightning reflexes from his CIA fight-school training to move out of reach as he then grabbed the guy by the arm in a way that caused it to dislocate. He then launched him at the other advancing bully sending a kick to his back as he did so.

Chuck was now smirking in enjoyment because he very much enjoyed taking a group of bullies down a peg or two.

"Come on, guys, this is no fun! Why don't you all try to take me down at the same time?" he suggested.

The remaining three bullies advanced on Chuck at the same time, and one of them threw a punch at Chuck's face, but again he was able to avoid it, and the assaulter lost his balance, and he fell into his friend. Chuck then grabbed both of their heads, and he smashed them together quite forcefully, which left five on the ground and in severe pain from Chuck's beatdown.

The guy who Chuck had kicked hard in the groin was now on his feet once more, and he was in pain as he advanced on Chuck again. Chuck struck first this time, and he sent a devastating punch to the guy's face, and he heard something crack, which was very likely his nose.

Ouch

There was just one bully left remaining.

"Do you want some fun too? Or are you going to be a smart boy and get off this beach?" Chuck said in an attempt to give the last bully some sensible advice rather than to just hurt him just like he had tried with the other five.

Physical violence would never solve anything alone. But some people are just hell-bent on hurting others, and instead, they get themselves hurt when a bigger bully comes along to deal with them instead. For Chuck, there was too much violence in the world, but he couldn't stand around idle while this group of bullies picked on the young boy and his girlfriend.

The last bully was cowering in fear of Chuck, and he was looking over at his five friends, all laid out on the floor disabled.

"I'll get off the beach, sir, sorry," the bullied replied in a petrified tone of voice.

"If I ever hear of you bothering these two again, then I will find you, and you'll be receiving some of what these morons on the floor have just had done to them. I was holding back this time because my girlfriend over there told me to. Do you understand me?" Chuck warned as he glared at the bully, and he remained in a hostile posture.

"Yes, sir,"

"Good... Now run!" Chuck shouted.

The bully couldn't get away quick enough as he sprinted away from the beach.

Chuck walked over to the young couple to make sure they were okay. "Are you guys okay?" he asked.

"Yes, thank you. Thanks for helping us," the young boy said, and the girl smiled.

"You're welcome. I'm sorry you had to see that," Chuck said.

"You don't need to apologize. They've been picking on us for weeks," the girl said.

"Well, I'm sure they won't anymore after today. You should probably leave and head home."

"That is some good advice. Thank you," the young boy said.

"You're welcome. I hope you have a great day," Chuck replied.

"Thank you, Mr," the girl said as they began to walk away.

Sarah had watched the whole performance, and she was very impressed.

Chuck was fast.

Lightning-fast.

She was also very, very proud of him. Chuck had just defended two young people he didn't even know. The assaulters could have had weapons, but he didn't care.

Sarah had actually, at some point during the engagement, begun to get immensely turned by the actions of her gorgeous partner. Chuck is a true hero. He's my hero.

Chuck began to head back towards where Sarah was standing. And as soon as he had reached her, she leaped at him, and she kissed him so sweet and gently.

"Mmm... What was that for?" Chuck said with a grin on their lips parting from each other.

"For being a hero," Sarah stated with a bright, beaming smile.

Sarah then moved to kiss him again but more passionately this time as her tongue began to explore his mouth, and her hands ran intimately over his physique.

"Mmm... And that?" Chuck asked with his continued grin on them getting their breath back once more.

"That was just because I wanted to," she said as she smiled at him, and she then moved to embrace him, and she adjusted and tilted her lips to plant soft kisses onto his neck.

"We should head back, Sarah. Ellie should be home now," Chuck said while still inside the embrace with Sarah.

Sarah nodded as she let go of him, and her gaze lowered in sadness because she kind of wanted to continue what they were doing.

The young spy couple then began to leave the beach, and they headed back to their hotel closely snuggled together the entire thirty minutes...


A/N I wanted to make this scene similar to Chuck helping the young girl at the Buy More. But because of Chuck having superior fighting abilities in this story, I thought I'd do a different spin on it.