A/N: Hope you enjoyed Chapter 1 and want to read more. This one takes us from the Resort to the Airport. A little action involved. Really found it hard to write the action sequences so if anyone has suggestions, I'm open. More Charah. Please R/R.
A man had quietly come up behind Sarah and was actually touching her neck with his left hand and hip with his right. Chuck growled (thank you, Casey!) and started to stand when Sarah gave him her I've got this look. In the blink of an eye Sarah stood, pivoted to her right, grabbed the guy around the throat with her left hand and slammed him down on his back on her now vacated stool. Chuck was also standing and saw two other men watching closely. He moved to get between them and Sarah, giving them a withering look that stopped them where they stood.
Lynn had been bringing Chuck and Sarah fresh drinks and she audibly gasped with Sarah's movement. She dropped both drinks and just froze, watching her favorite couple confronting these men. Several tables of diners also heard the commotion and were watching but no one moved, frozen in surprise.
Sarah bent over her victim. From the rest of the room it was unclear what she was doing with him other than her head was very near his. "Listen, slob," she hissed, "you have about 45 seconds before you pass out. If I continue to hold you like this you will die. While you are still conscious do you notice something sharp against your throat? Yeah? Well, that is my beautiful 2.58 carat engagement ring given to me by my wonderful husband. It's sharp edge is enough to rip the skin of your throat wide open along with your jugular. Or if you prefer, notice my foot pushing inward on yours." Sarah was applying pressure on his foot now and a sharp pain shot through his knee. "I can apply just the right pressure here that will snap your knee and you will walk with a limp the rest of your life. Now ... Brock, was it? ... I'm going to let you go and if you so much as look at another women in this bar I will be back to finish this conversation. Do you understand?" With panic in his eyes as darkness began to creep into his vision, he nodded yes. With her most breathtaking smile, Sarah relaxed her grip and lifted him up to a sitting position. "There you go sir, I think we got that grain of sand out of your eye."
Not knowing what had happened except hearing Sarah's last comment, there was applause throughout the room to which Sarah gave a small curtsy. Chuck stepped in to help him to his feet, patting him on the back. In his best southern accent he said, "There, there, Brock, ol' buddy. I told you MY WIFE was a miracle worker. Let's just go back to your table now." It appeared that Chuck was helping him but actually had a death grip on the back of his shirt and was practically lifting and carrying him across the room. When they arrived Chuck smiled the killer Bartowski smile and said quietly through his teeth, "Now you gentlemen need to take your party to another bar because you have riled up my wife and, let me tell you, I will not be responsible for your safety. Now get out while you can still walk."
Jamie had, in the meantime, called security and two uniformed men came into the club, walked over to their table and asked the men to quietly leave the premises. The man who Sarah had worked over was still rubbing his neck as they walked out. None of them looked back at Chuck or Sarah but they could feel the cold stares following them out of the room.
Turning back to Sarah, Chuck walked over to his gorgeous wife who was blushing brightly. He took her in his arms and they gave the crowd something else to talk about: the most sensuous kiss anyone had ever seen in that club. When they broke the kiss and continued to embrace Sarah whispered into Chuck's ear, "Let's get out of here honey. I don't want to stay any longer. Besides, I think we have some final honeymoon business to take care of anyway." They said one final farewell to Jamie and Lynn before leaving arm in arm. Every eye in the house was on them in wonder and envy for the magical love these two obviously had for each other.
Once outside Sarah slumped slightly and Chuck held her tightly. "I am so sorry, Sweetie. I don't know what came over me ... I just felt a … a presence and reacted instinctively. I did not want spy girl to appear while we were on our honeymoon. I am so, so sorry."
"Sarah, baby. You have nothing to be sorry about. When I saw where he was putting his hands my spy training came bubbling up too. You just beat me to it. Neither of us wanted our other life to be here but it is an occupational hazard."
"I don't care, Chuck. We should have just laughed it off. Why did this one jerk bring out the worst in me so suddenly? What caused me to react so violently?"
"That's not 'your worst', baby, just your profession. Let's not worry about it hon. It's over and done with."
They walked slowly down the path to their bungalow hand in hand. They both loved the feel of their fingers intertwined and rarely ever walked together without this connection. At the door Sarah pulled Chuck around in front of her and linked her hands behind his neck. Chuck's arms naturally went around her waist and pulled her close. With their faces so close together they could feel each others' breath, Sarah, ever so quietly, said, "I love you so much. Promise me you'll never leave me."
"Sarah, my love, only if you promise me exactly the same." Their lips touched ever so softly and time stood still. The kiss deepened slightly but still conveyed the gentleness of their love for one another. Sarah ran her fingers through Chuck's hair ever so slowly as he caressed her back with his hands. Finally Chuck pulled away slightly, bent down, and picked Sarah up in his arms. As their lips met once again he carried her through the door and into the sitting room of their bungalow. They quickly forgot about the club as they devoured each other completely and in total joy.
It was a night of ecstasy for them both as they enjoyed the physical and emotional connections they had come to share. They awoke in each other's arms once again. Soon, however, they had to get up to pack and leave this paradise to return to the real world.
In the bathroom Sarah was preparing to shower and Chuck was brushing his teeth. "Psssst. Psssst." Chuck looked around to see what he had heard. When he finally looked at the shower he saw his favorite, megawatt smile peaking out the shower door along with a finger beckoning him seductively to join this enchantress. So much for a quick getaway this morning, Chuck thought, as he pulled off his robe and joined his beautiful wife for one last shower in paradise. It would be some time before they were able to once again resume their packing.
When they finally arrived at the front desk to check out they were greeted by the resort manager. "Good morning friends. Would you mind stepping into my office? I need to speak with you but will only keep you a minute."
Chuck and Sarah looked at each other with a bit of concern. Both were sure this was about last night's incident. Once seated in Mr. Aranto's office he said to them: "I want to apologize to you both for the incident in The Wind Club last evening. We try to keep the general riff-raff from interfering with our guests and friends. And we certainly did not want anything to mar your honeymoon with us!"
Slightly surprised by Mr. Aranto's words Chuck asked, "Uh ... what do you know about last evening?"
"Jamie and Lynn filled me in about what the other ... uh, gentleman ... did and said. They also said you, Mrs. Bartowski, were absolutely amazing in your handling of the situation. They have never seen anyone move like you did. It sounds like we should hire you to come in and teach our security team some lessons."
Chuck was beaming with pride while Sarah blushed in embarrassment. "Thank you Mr. Aranto. I didn't mean to make a scene but reacted on impulse. I should have just asked Jamie or Lynn to call security and allowed your people to handle it. I should be apologizing to you for taking matters in my own hands."
"No, no, Mrs. Bartowski. You were amazing." Mr. Aranto smiled at them both once again. "In any event, we would like to offer you two an all expenses paid one week stay here at our resort at a time of your choosing. Just call me directly," he said, handing them his card, "and we will welcome you back with open arms. Please accept. We certainly look forward to seeing you both once again."
"This is certainly not necessary but we thank you very much. I know my wife and I would be thrilled to return for a future vacation. You have a wonderful resort here. Mr. Aranto, we may, in fact, be able to assist in looking at your security and doing some additional training for your team if you are interested. We do have some expertise in that area."
"Thank you, Mr. Bartowski. And may I say it is truly beautiful seeing two young people so very much alive and in love. You have been the highlight of our season. My personal best to you and thank you for staying with us."
Their bill was quickly taken care of and the resort limousine secured for their use. On the way to the airport Sarah and Chuck sat as close as possible, arm in arm and fingers laced together. "Wow! Who would have thought last night's little adventure would have led to a possible job. Not to mention an all expenses paid vacation. Can our life get any better?"
"I don't know if I would call it an adventure, Chuck, but it will be one more amazing memory of our honeymoon. I never dreamt I would have a life like this and am so thankful for how wonderful it feels to be spending my life with you. Thank you, my love, for giving me a real life and being my home." Sarah flashed her best smile and could see how it affected Chuck. Privately, however, Sarah was still bothered by why she had reacted so quickly and violently to an unknown man. There was just something...
"Baby, you are going to make me embarrass myself right here, not to mention being arrested for indecent public behavior, if you keep talking like that. You are the one who saved me from a life of boredom and loneliness." Sarah just laughed when she saw her wonderful husband smile and give her the Bartowski eyebrow wiggle. That simple, goofy movement spread warmth throughout Sarah's body. In turn, her laugh brought complete joy to Chuck's ears, making him tingle from head to toe. They settled back and enjoyed the rest of the ride in the silence only two lovers can know.
The long lines and wait in the terminal would have been boring had Chuck and Sarah not had each other. They spent the time holding hands, sneaking kisses, smiling at each other and gazing longingly into each others' eyes. Just as at the Resort they were oblivious to the hustle and bustle going on around them.
Being so lost in each other, and completely out of spy mode, they did not notice they were being watched.