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This is not new content. In fact, it is almost ten years old.
Look, I get that interest in things Chuck has waned. That's as it should be. So, while I'd always love to hear from you, I'm not doing this for hits or reviews. I'm doing this for me. Hopefully you can enjoy it as well.
Girl Talk
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What a dream. It was one of those dreams where you didn't want to wake up, one where you tried to go back to sleep hoping to continue it. Finally, Chuck opened his eyes… and full memory returned. He was looking into the baby blues of the most beautiful woman in the world. She had her face cupped in her hand and resting on her elbow… just watching him. The light coming through the window made her hair glow and just contributed to the angelic vision. When she noticed that his eyes were open, Sarah's contented smile turned into a grin.
The first thing that Chuck did was to take his finger and gently touch her nose. "I just wanted to make sure that you were real," he explained, responding to her questioning look. "That was some night."
"Uh huh."
"How long have you been watching me sleep?" Chuck asked.
Sarah considered the question. She didn't want to deceive him. But she also knew that if she told him the truth, that she had been watching him for hours, it would freak him out. So she settled for something ambiguous. "A while," she answered.
"Why?"
Again, Sarah considered the question. But this time, it was her that the truth was freaking out. Her life had been turned upside down last night… in an unimaginably wonderful way. She had known for months that she could no longer deny being in love with him. She had internally come to terms with that… mostly anyway. But there was nothing in her past that could have prepared her for last night. It wasn't just the sex. In fact, it wasn't really sex.
Sex was okay. Sometimes you got in a mood where it was more than okay. She had been looking forward to sex with Chuck like forever. But this was the first time that Sarah had ever made love. The difference was indescribable. And Chuck? Chuck was absolutely perfect. He was gentle and loving and… perfect. He took control, calmed her down, brought her to that wonderful edge for what seemed like hours… and changed her life. Thinking about the future was an uncomfortable thing for Sarah. It always had been. Spies didn't have futures. They didn't live long enough. But she knew. There was no way to even think about going back to the way things were yesterday. Thinking in 'the rest of her life' terms was still scary. All she knew was that she would be standing by his side, no matter what happened.
And that wonderful change brought its own set of problems. She had to keep him alive. It was suddenly even more of an obsession that it had been yesterday. That meant that, now more than ever, she had to keep him from making foolish decisions. She also had to keep from getting caught. If Beckman had even a whiff of the depths of her devotion to him, she'd ship her as far away from Burbank as possible without the assistance of NASA. That meant performing their missions with the same skill as before with the stupid required seduction assignments. Spy partner and wife were roles that didn't perfectly align. Where were the lines? And would it even matter? The missions were the thing that made them valuable. Depending on the whims of the brass, even that might not be enough. What happened if they decided Chuck should be underground? Maybe she should start making plans to run with him. Thinking about committing treason wasn't remotely possible yesterday. Agent Walker didn't commit treason. She had been Graham's enforcer. She hunted down and shot people who committed treason. But there was one undeniable truth. Nobody was taking him away from her… ever.
How much of this to tell Chuck? He'd want to drive to Vegas today and get married. Maybe soon. Thinking in those terms was something she'd have to grow into. Not only that, they would have to be very careful in how much time they could spend together. They would have to keep up the appearance of their cover life. That meant they would only be able to spend the night together a couple of times a week. That would be hard on Chuck. But who were we kidding? It would be doubly hard on her. Hopefully, she could get him to wait and have those planning type talks in a calmer time. So she smiled at him. "I like watching you sleep," she said. "I hope that's not creepy for you."
Chuck grinned. "Not a problem," he teased. "In your current position, I like watching you breathe. I hope that's not creepy for you."
Her current position meant that her bare breasts were dangling provocatively. Chuck was clearly teasing her. He was still pretty uncomfortable with the idea of gawking at her. It was very cute. Sarah wasn't good with words. She probably never would be. But this was the perfect time to tell him something important… her way. So she rose up a little, moved her arms out of the way, and made a show out of giving him the full view. Hopefully over time he'd learn that she was more than willing to get naked for him, in some exotic performance, whenever it was practical. It was one of his rights… something she would enjoy doing for him. For now, she'd have to take the lead when it was time to perform. But someday, hopefully he would get over being bashful and ask on his own. That would be a huge turn on. "It's not creepy at all," she said. "Not even a little bit. I love it when you look at me."
Chuck pulled her down so that her chest was resting on his and kissed her. "You just started something," he said. "I sure hope that you're prepared to finish it."
Sarah wasn't expecting anything like that this morning, not after the three separate love-making sessions last night, each longer and more exciting than the previous one. That he was ready for more so soon was an impressive and wonderfully exciting surprise. It had her instantly on fire.
Chuck really didn't give her a chance to answer his rhetorical question. "If your answer is what I feel poking into my chest," he teased. "I'd call that a big yes."
And there it was, just another reminder of why she was willing to ditch the only life she had ever known and blindly follow this man. She was as on fire as she had even been in her life, including last night, and yet she was laughing helplessly. Sarah was well beyond the ability for rational thought, but she instinctively knew that they had just crossed another couple threshold. Chuck taking the lead was a new and wonderful experience. It had her white hot arousal amped up to an almost painful level. All she could do was watch helplessly as he pulled her tight and rolled them over.
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It had been a simply glorious week. For once, they had caught a break. Not only was there a lull in the missions, Beckman decided that they should use this lull to fully sell their cover. Sarah could barely keep a straight face in the briefing when Beckman ordered Chuck to start spending the night with Sarah whenever possible. Always the disciplinarian, she also ordered them to ramp up the PDA in public and convince all of his associates that they had moved their relationship to the next level. She thought that she was twisting the knife. Little did the sadistic bitch know.
Of course, they still had their shifts at work during the day. Sarah had to make a quick trip to Victoria's Secret to buy some thicker bras so that the teenage boys wouldn't see her constant arousal. They were starting to become more annoying than cute. But after work, they no longer had anything to hide. They were ordered to become more physical. They made sure to spend time with Ellie and Morgan. Sarah even made sure that Ellie 'caught' them on her couch necking while half dressed. That was a little fun.
The best part wasn't even the love-making. They already were in mid-season form there. It was that they were growing closer and closer as a couple. Like everything, Chuck was perfect. He knew exactly how to get her to open up more without pushing.
They were in their newly found favorite position, cuddled together on Sarah's love seat watching TV. Actually, it was their second favorite position, but even Sarah had come to realize that you could make love only so many times in a day. It really didn't matter what was on since they were only half watching anyway.
The more important thing was just learning to enjoy the wonderful feeling of being a couple. Sarah was leaning on Chuck's shoulder and had her head resting on the crook of his neck. Chuck's arm was around Sarah's shoulder and resting on her oft arm. Occasionally he would softly rub her upper arm. Except for the occasional contented sigh, they were silent. Neither had moved for some time, reluctant to break the warm glow that filled the room. Finally Chuck spoke.
"Sarah," Chuck asked softly. "Can I ask you a question?"
"I guess, that depends on the question," Sarah teased. Chuck knew the areas where she was still uncomfortable. He had been very sweet about not going there.
"Who do you talk to?" Chuck asked.
That was an odd question. She could tell by his tone that he was being serious. "What do you mean?" Sarah asked. She moved her head the smallest bit possible to look into Chuck's eyes.
"Who do you have to confide in?" Chuck continued. "Who do you talk to about things like clothes and men and that sort of girlfriend stuff? I mean, I have Morgan. Ellie has her female doctor friends. Awesome has his frat buddies. Who do you have?"
"Well, I have you," Sarah answered with a smile. It was true. She had already told him things that she couldn't imagine telling anyone. He even knew about the mission inspired wet t-shirt victory in Cleveland that time. It was perhaps the most embarrassing story she had. It had been almost ten years and this was the first time she had been able to laugh about it.
"I know that," Chuck replied as he squeezed her a little tighter. "But that's not what I'm talking about. You know that you can talk to me about anything and I'll be here for you. But I'm sure that there are some things you'd be more comfortable talking to another girl."
Sarah's heart skipped a beat as she recognized his protective instincts. He was looking out for her. How sweet was that? "Like what for instance?" she asked.
"Okay, here's an example," Chuck started. "Me… us. That's a big thing in your life, isn't it? I mean it doesn't happen very often, right?"
Chuck wasn't fishing for an 'I love you.' He wasn't. He was being sweet. The thing is, he deserved to hear it. "You are right," Sarah answered. "This is the first time I've ever been in love. It's also going to be the last time."
Chuck was really concentrating on his point and had clearly missed the fact that she had just inferred a lifetime commitment to him. "Okay," he continued. "You have this huge, exciting change in your life. Who have you told? I mean, I'm not expecting a name. I know you probably can't tell me that. I'm just hoping you have someone to talk to."
"You're right again," Sarah replied with a smile. "There is someone I've told about us, about being in love, and how wonderful it is. The CIA knows that agents need to be able to talk to someone or they would eventually go crazy. They set up a secure phone bridge so that we can sometimes talk casually when a mission allows. I'll tell you the name because you already know her. I usually get to talk to Carina a couple of times a week for a few minutes. She knows about you. About us."
"Carina?" Chuck asked in shock. "DEA Carina? Carina Miller is your best friend? The one you share your secrets with? I'm sorry, Sarah, but Carina doesn't seem like a very good best friend to me. She fooled us into trusting her and took off with that diamond leaving us to hold the bag. Do you know that she tried to seduce me the last time she was here? She told me she enjoyed taking things that Sarah wanted."
Sarah grinned at his surprise. He didn't understand spies and how they thought. If he was going to be married to one, that had to change. Maybe this was a good time for his first lesson. "Carina wasn't always with the DEA," she said. "We went to the academy together and were partners on a team with two other girls for a couple of years. She has her quirks. I'll not try to deny that. Just because she has quirks doesn't make her any less of a friend. Don't get me started on Morgan's quirks."
"Point well taken," Chuck admitted as he held out his palm in a peace gesture. "Morgan thinks you're the most beautiful woman in the world. He's actually right about that. But he would never try and seduce you. Even if you bumped your head somehow and he wouldn't get laughed at."
"Here is something that you don't understand," Sarah insisted. "Spies are different. We're trained to think about things differently. We're taught that sex is an offensive weapon. I'm not eager to rub your face in this, but if you want to spend the rest of your life with a spy, you'd better understand where she's coming from. I get that you don't want to believe this, but, Chuck, you need to open your mind and hear me. Carina and I are not all that different. One key difference is that she's willing to screw on assignments… actually she's also willing to screw when not on assignments, far too willing. Honestly I'm unusual for a spy. Most of them are almost eager to crawl between the sheets with some creepy mark that they just met. They make it a game and trade stories of their exploits… the more disgusting the better. That's a line I've danced up to, but never crossed. If Morgan tried to seduce me, he'd be betraying you. I agree that he would never do that. Carina wasn't trying to betray me. She was simply using her main weapon to try and find out about you."
Chuck shook his head. "I don't believe that you're like her," he protested. "I get the spy training and all. There's still a difference. You're a good person inside."
"So is she," Sarah replied. "Once you honestly get to know her, I'm sure that you'll eventually come to love her. I'd appreciate you giving her an honest chance… for me."
"You know that I would do anything for you."
Sarah grinned at him. "I do know," she said. "Be honest with me. Why didn't you sleep with her when she offered? You were a free agent. I would have had no right to complain. She's certainly not ugly. She would have made sure that you had a very, very wild time… something to rub in my face. I have it on very, very good authority that she hardly ever gets turned down.
Chuck didn't bat an eye. "I was in love with someone else at the time," he said. "And even though it probably wasn't going to work out, I didn't want to do anything to betray her. I think it turned out to be a good decision."
That got them both laughing. "Me too," Sarah said.
"By the way," Chuck said. "I heard you both times when you said that we were going to spend the rest of our lives together. Thank you for that. I know that kind of thing is hard for you, but it really helps me."
"I'm working on it," Sarah said. "I get that you're still trying to figure this thing out. The thing is, you shouldn't worry about it. If I could just tell you what I'm feeling, you wouldn't worry. I can't promise that I'm always going to want to go as fast as you do. This is still complicated. But I think we both agree on where we're headed."
"I'm willing to take it one day at a time," Chuck said. "I'm just glad you have somebody, even if it's her. Being a spy is such a lonely business. I get worried about you. I didn't want to think that you didn't have anyone to talk to. I don't want you to betray any confidences. If you don't want to talk about it, I understand. But I'm curious. What did she say when you told her?"
That got Sarah grinning again. "She yelled at me," she said. "A lot. She told me that I was being unprofessional and risking my career. She also told me that I was going to get hurt again. She asked me how this was different from Bryce."
If she didn't have it before, that got Chuck's full attention. Sarah's relationship with Bryce was still one of those mysteries that gnawed at him. "And what did you tell her?"
She knew full well that this was a sensitive area for him. "I told her that I was sure," Sarah replied with a twinkle in her eyes. "I told her that there was no comparison between you and Bryce. You're the sweetest guy in the world. She must have bought it because she told me that she was very happy for us. Then we talked about some stuff that I don't think I will share." Carina talked about the details of sex acts the way normal people would talk about their shopping list. That was something that Chuck probably wasn't ready for.
"Do you think I could talk to Carina sometime?" Chuck asked. "Does she know about the Intersect?"
"No," Sarah replied. "Of course not. We don't about classified things. She knows that you're very valuable. She knows that I'm assigned as your handler. But she doesn't know any specifics about you or the mission. Why would you want to talk to her? What would you talk about?"
Chuck hesitated. "Honestly, I'm not specifically sure," he admitted. "You just said that you want me to give her a chance. I want to talk to someone who really knows you… knows what makes you tick. Please don't take this the wrong way, but there are so many things you can't tell me about. Carina can talk to me openly without worrying about telling me something classified. She doesn't know the classified stuff. It would let me feel closer to you. Maybe let me understand what you're going through a little better. Maybe even let me take care of you a little better. Hopefully she can give me some hints to keep from pissing you off. Would that be okay?"
That got Sarah laughing again. "Okay, Mr. Sweetest-Guy-In-the-World. How could I say no to that? It happens that Carina is coming to town tomorrow to introduce me to her new partner. How about we all meet for dinner at Guido's? We never did get to actually eat there. You can schedule Carina for a little one on one time. You know, it's ironic. Right after she yelled at me for being unprofessional, she told me she had a thing for her new partner. Actually 'thing' is my term. I think she said hots." Sarah was being a little coy. Carina had told her, in more graphic detail then she really wanted to know, about this new guy's prowess in bed.
"As long as you don't throw a drink in my face this time," Chuck replied. "Thanks for understanding."
"Great," Sarah. "Now it's time to get back to snuggling."
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Chuck and Sarah arrived at Guido's about fifteen minutes before the scheduled meeting time and got a table for four. While they waited for Carina and her new partner to arrive, Chuck looked around the restaurant. It was actually a pretty nice place when there wasn't wine being thrown in your face. Chuck spotted Carina's face through the window as they arrived. There was a tall, dark haired man who was clearly her new partner.
As the man turned towards the table, Chuck flashed. Fields of Poppy flowers, a ship full of explosives, building schematic plans for a nuclear power plant, and a mushroom cloud.
Sarah's look of disbelief would have been funny in another setting. "You've got to be kidding," she said in exasperation. "Every time we come in here? What did you see?"
"Sarah," Chuck whispered. "We have a big problem. Carina's new partner's name is Jim Smith."
"He is a Fulcrum agent."
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