Chuck versus The Undercover Lover

"Last chance." Sarah said angrily. "Where's Chuck Bartowski?"

The man remained silent. Where is he? Sarah thought to herself. Suddenly she heard a man screaming, well, the only man she knew that screamed was Chuck. It was loud and desperate, almost as if he were fighting for his life. She gazed upwards to where the scream was coming from. And there he was, dangling from a very high balcony, gazing downwards in fear. She felt her whole body freeze.

I have to save him! She felt herself getting to her feet, but then it was too late. He and Casey - tied together had been pushed off of the ledge. They wouldn't fall, things like this didn't happen to her. It happened to other people, she'd already had too much heartbreak. But already they were hurdling towards the ground as Sarah watched helplessly as they plummeted further and further towards their death. She wanted to run and catch him, she couldn't loose him, what little they had was all she had to survive on.

She tried to think how scared he was, falling quickly - too fast for even his short life to flash before his eyes. Although it was sudden, she found that he was almost falling in slow-motion as she tried to imagine life without him, but she couldn't.

Then as she prepared herself for the worst, he and Casey slammed into the swimming pool causing half of Elsa's wedding guests to get soaked. Sarah felt like she was about to cry, they could have both hit the bottom of the pool with such a force, that they could both be dead. She hit the man that was lying before her with her gun and headed towards the direction of the pool with her gun waiting at her side in the palm of her hand.

Her heart thudded with sheer terror, it was unthinkable loosing him. All of a sudden, she saw them emerge from the pool gasping for breath and it was the sweetest sound she had ever heard in her life. He was okay, a little shocked and unsurprisingly wet, but his face looked somehow sexy with his hair damp and jet black against his forehead. She put her feelings for him aside for a moment and headed towards the crowds with her gun held high.

After the whole saving-the-day-and-now-everything's-okay debacle, Chuck was sitting inside the hotel reception with a large towel wrapped around him. Sarah sat next to him so that they were shoulder to shoulder, she didn't care that she was getting damp by touching him, it was worth it just to be close to him after she'd come so close to losing him.

"Are you okay?" She said softly, handing him a hot cup of coffee.

"Yeah, yeah.. I'm fine." He smiled uneasily. She gave him a look which said, 'I don't believe you for a minute'. With a defeated shrug he began speaking again. "It's just.. When I was 'falling' to my death, you'd think that I was just concentrating on not hitting the floor, you know? But strangely I couldn't really feel the full terror of it, the plummeting swirl in my stomach and the feeling of not being able to control my limbs was nothing compared to the fact that.."

It shocked Sarah a little when he stopped speaking because she was genuinely intrigued. She patted him softly on the shoulder.

"Carry on. It's alright, I'm not here to judge you." She said matter-of-factly.

"Well in my head I was thinking of the people I was leaving behind, people who I'd never see again - and it broke my heart. Oh God, I'm sorry for laying this all on you." He said, turning to her and then he almost jumped as if he were noticing her for the first time. She looked scared, but also relived. Her eyes were totally fixed on his and he felt the familiar feelings fizz in his stomach and bubble into life, flowing around his veins. It made him feel alive and full of energy, despite his previous near death experience not even an hour ago.

Sarah looked like she felt it too and flinched a little. She let out a little cough. "No, no, you're not laying anything on me, it's fine. Believe or not I actually do love to listen to people, I know I don't talk much, but it's not like I have a lot to say." She smiled, as she felt the static in the air gradually building so that it was almost impossible to keep a straight conversation going.

Chuck returned her grin and continued to speak. "It was like there were two of me when I was up there, there was the screaming coward who was no doubt about to die and then there was this other part of me that was thinking about something else - someone else." At this point the looked straight into her eyes and somehow hoped that she knew what he was saying. "And I was wondering what I'd do without them, whether there was heaven or not - if I'd still see them." He was nearly on the brink of breaking into a cheesy song and declaring his feelings for her, but just in time he stopped himself.

Sarah nodded, trying to keep her face calm and collected on the outside. She looked at him in a different way to what she had before, she knew that he had not been a selfish man - but this was a whole other level. As he was about to possibly die, he was thinking about other people and more importantly her.

She did catch on to what he was saying and it shocked her to the very core knowing that he was experiencing everything that she was, that he completely felt the same. It filled her with a gorgeous warm glow, then though, a sickening feeling of guilt. They both had to feel like this when they knew nothing could ever happen between them.

She never wanted to leave his side again, she had come so close to loosing him that she never wanted to warm away, she wanted to stay glued to him.

She took a deep breath, this was all getting too much. It was overpowering her and her thoughts it was taking over her life and her job. She couldn't even believe the fact that one person - apposed to the six billion other people out there - single-handedly could change her life without even knowing it. She was a different person after knowing him for only nearly a year. She felt lighter, more fun loving and human.

She blinked back at him, he may have had just asked her something, but she wasn't sure.

"Sarah? Hello?" He waved his hand shakily in front of her face.

"Sorry." She jumped a little. "I was in my own world."

"What's that like there?" He wondered out loud.

"It's pretty scary." She admitted. "Pretty scary."

REVIEW PLEASE? A pretty short one but I tried really hard and I'm looking forward to writing the next.