Chapter 5b – Wedding Redux, a la Ellie & Devon
A.N.: Disclaimers in Chapter 1. This chapter includes both Ellie and Devon's POVs, hopefully it's clear who is who. As for the question at Game Night that becomes relevant at the end, I made it up. Sue me. If NBC doesn't first. =P
The boxes start to arrive about an hour after Chuck leaves. Ellie opens the door repeatedly to find a progression of deliverymen at the door, each bearing multiple packages. Devon joins her and motions them in again and again with a smile.
"Awesome," he simply says. (I knew he could pull it off…)
Ellie's eyes brim with tears as she begins to open the boxes to find ensembles for the bridesmaids and groomsmen, backup hosiery and all. "Devon," she manages, holding her hand out. (I think I'm going to faint. It's everything, everything we'd need…)
He takes it and draws her into his embrace, stroking her back as she takes deep, shuddering breaths.
"He really is going to fix it, isn't he," she murmurs into his chest. (I will not cry, I will not cry...I'm getting married today…)
He kisses the top of her head. "He said he would, El. He loves you." (And it doesn't hurt to have the CIA to help. Way to go, Chuck.)
A quiet knock from the still-open door draws both their gazes. "Sarah!" Ellie exclaims. She breaks from Devon's embrace to meet Sarah at the threshold.
Sarah smiles, and clears her throat. "Um, there's something that Chuck wanted me to deliver personally." She reaches back outside and wheels in an I.V. stand with a garment bag hanging from it. "He said he hopes he remembers right."
Ellie holds her breath as she unzips it. (Remembers…?) She freezes as she sees what the bag holds. "Oh, Chuck," she breathes, tears springing to her eyes again. She brushes at them as she takes it in. (He must've meant that Game Night…the question about your perfect wedding dress…Oh, Chuck…) She laughs and cries, sniffling as she turns to answer Sarah. "Tell him he got it better than my fiancé did that night." She smiles and reaches her hands out to Sarah, "He's the best, Sarah, he really is."
Sarah takes Ellie's hands in hers and squeezes back. "I know, Ellie. Believe me, I know."
A.N: Yes, it's short. So what. When we see Ellie at the beach, she seems completely serene, which is a bit of a shift from the bride-to-be in the tub. This is my how and why. Plus, I need that Game Night question for the next part. You'll see.