Chapter 5- The Savior

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Sarah watched through her tears as Lee fell to the ground in front of her, a shot in the kill zone of his chest. As Lee hit the ground, Sarah was knocked back into reality and looked towards the door that she had recently entered through. There stood Chuck, arms outstretched, his hands gripped around what looked to be the Glock that Sarah had packed in her bag earlier in the evening. Sarah tried to keep herself from laughing, despite how close to death she had just come. The look of Chuck with his legs spread, a gun in his hand almost triggered a laugh attack, but as she saw the look on Chuck's face any urge to laugh disappeared. It was a look of horror and disbelief.

Sarah immediately wiped the tears from her face and walked over to Chuck. His arms dropped to his sides, the gun falling from his hand into Sarah's as she came near him. "I...I...I just...I just didn't think about it...it just happened," Chuck got out, the heartbreaking look still on his face. "Chuck, for whatever it's worth, you saved my life," Sarah replied as her hand slipped into his, trying to comfort him and prevent a possible breakdown. For the first time since he entered the room and took his shot at Lee, his stare was ripped away from Lee's body and was redirected to Sarah's beautiful blue eyes.

He could tell that she had been crying and immediately felt selfish for feeling sorry for himself. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. What happened? Are you ok?" Chuck said to Sarah, being knocked back into reality. "I'm fine, but the more important thing is how are you? You just snuck in here and shot a man." Sarah replied, relieved that Chuck's look had vanished, at least for now. "The sneaking part was actually pretty cool, I felt like Obi Wan when he was trying to shut off the tractor beam on the Sith's ship," Chuck said, a smile returning to his face. Sarah couldn't help but laugh at Chuck continuing his usual antics, even after killing someone just minutes ago.

"The killing part, on the other hand, wasn't so cool. I'm just glad that you're ok. You are ok right, it looks like you took a nasty hit to the face." Chuck said, moving Sarah's hair behind her ear to get a look at the already developing bruise on her cheek. "And where's your gun?" Blood rushed to Sarah's face as she felt the embarrassment of being disarmed in a fight. "Oh," Chuck said, his smile growing bigger. "Well, if it were me, I would have a lot more cuts and bruises than you do." "Thanks for the reassurance Chuck," Sarah replied, her embarrassment turning into a shy smile.

"I'm sorry for not staying in the van, I know that you told me to, but I couldn't let you just walk in here with no backup." Chuck said, changing the subject and looking at the gun in Sarah's hand. "Well Chuck, if you had decided to stay in the van I probably wouldn't be here to talk to you right now," Sarah replied, the look on Chuck's face turning back to serious.

"Oh what the hell, I leave for an hour or two and you two are holding hands," Casey said as he showed up in the doorway, gun in hand. "Where were you?" Sarah said, her and Chuck both pulling their hands away. "I was leading a team of agents into a shootout in some drug bust at the pier on the other side of town. When we finished, I looked at my phone and saw that I had like seven messages. I figured something happened so I rushed over here, just to walk in and see the two of you hold hands. Well, at least you guys got some business done. Nice shot Walker." Casey said, looking at Lee.

"Actually, Chuck was the one who shot Lee, a leader of some Chinese rebellion," Sarah replied, smiling as she also saw a smug smile appear on Chuck's face. "What?! Our little boy took his first shot and I wasn't even here to see it." Casey said, laughing as he walked over to get a closer look at Lee and Ahmed. Casey continued his comedy session as he looked back at Sarah, "Now Sarah, I see that neither Lee nor whoever this is have any bruises on them, and yet you look to have one square in the middle of your cheek. And what's this?" Sarah saw where Casey's gaze had landed and cursed herself for not picking her gun up, as Casey moved towards where it lay.

"Yeah, yeah. The important thing is that Chuck and I are ok and the threats are eliminated." Sarah replied, trying to cover for everything that had happened. "Well, from the look of things, you two had a pretty rough night. Why don't you guys just head home and I'll arrange people to get all of this cleaned up." Casey said, seeing in Sarah's eyes that she had been crying and in Chuck's that he was shaken by whatever happened. "Thanks John," Sarah replied, her voice tired from a night of ups and downs. "Here," Casey said as he threw Sarah's keys back.

Chuck and Sarah walked down the stairs and crossed the street to her car. It was a silent drive home as neither of them could think of anything to say. As Sarah pulled up to Chuck's apartment, they said they're goodbye's and Chuck was walking away when he stopped and turned around. "Would you ever mind coming in for a little bit?" Chuck asked, needing someone to talk to about what had just happened. "Sure Chuck, I'd love to," Sarah replied, seeing the disbelief of what happened coming back in Chuck's eyes and feeling as if she, after a near death experience, might also need someone, anyone, to talk to...

(Hope you liked this chapter as well. This one also had a lot of dialogue, so sorry to those of you who didn't like it.) (Thanks for readin'. Please review and I will try to update again soon.)