Ok, I know I said that Ellie and Jamie would meet in this chapter, but I just couldn't fit it in. I will try and fit it in within the next two chapters, though.
I do not own Chuck.
An Agenda of Her Own
After their talk in the Orange Orange parking lot, Jamie drove Chuck home. They pulled up to Echo Park, and Jamie stopped the car.
"So, when will you be moving in with Casey?" Chuck inquired.
"Oh, sometime after I meet Ellie. She will probably ask me where I live, and I'll tell her that I am currently looking for an apartment. Casey will then offer to let me stay at his place so that I can be close to my family. You know, keep things looking real." Jamie then came to a realization, " Although for any of this to work,Casey and I will have to start talking." She muttered.
"Uh, Jamie, I know John Casey, and so does Ellie. Him offering to let you stay at his apartment does NOT look real, if you know what I mean, plus, you and Casey have yet to make amends. Who knows how long that will take?" Chuck wondered.
Jamie smirked. "I'm the professional liar, Chuck. Just let me handle it. And Casey and I, Well, we'll be fine. Although it's weird calling him John Casey. I guess I always knew that he never told me his real name."
"How did you know?"
"Who names their kid, 'Jonathan Applebee Jones'?" Jamie asked; a hint of incredulity in her voice.
Then, suddenly they both laughed. Not at the name so much as the thought of Bad-ass Casey sporting such a name.
When the laughter subsided, Jamie glanced at Chuck. "You should probably go; don't you have some news to break to Ellie?"
"Uh, yeah. I guess I should probably do that huh?"
"Yeah, Chuck." She said, almost sarcastically.
"Okay, well, I guess you're gonna meet your big sister tomorrow. See ya later Jamie." Chuck said as he got out of the car.
"Goodbye Chuck." Jamie smiled.
Chuck walked into the courtyard towards Ellie's apartment. At the last minute he turned and walked into his apartment instead. He walked into his room to find Sarah sitting on the bed folding laundry."
"How… how did you get home before me?" He stammered. "You were still at the Orange Orange when I left.
Sarah shrugged, "I don't know, Chuck, I guess Jamie drives slow."
Chuck plopped down in the chair and let out a huge sigh.
"What's wrong?" Sarah asked.
Chuck let out another sigh. "I have to tell Ellie about Jamie."
"Then why don't you?"
"I tried."
"Meaning…?"
"Meaning, I walked up to he door and almost knocked." He replied, slowly.
Sarah laughed. "Chicken" she managed to utter between fits of laughter.
"Sarah," Chuck chided, "This is a very serious matter. And I am NOT chicken. I just want it to be the right time to tell her."
"I still think you're scared."
"Okay," Chuck relented, "Maybe I'm a little scared to tell Ellie." Then he sat up straight, "Maybe you should come with me, Sarah, I could really use the support."
"Honey," Sarah giggled, "You're acting like you're carrying the death sentence. Relax. I'm sure everything will be fine. Look at it this way; at least you won't have to lie to her."
Chuck pouted, "Still, can you come with me? Please? He begged, "I need you."
"Nothing about this situation has to do with me, Chuck. This is purely a family matter." Sarah replied.
"Well, you are part of the family," Chuck tried to reason with her.
"Jamie's not my sister, Chuck."
"When will you ever have my back when it comes to stuff like this?" Chuck remembered the night a couple weeks ago when she had sent him to Ellie's, alone, with the Broken-down-car-no-cell-phone story.
"Chuck, if we ever have kids, when we go over and tell Ellie, I'll come with you." Sarah said. "That will be a family matter that concerns all of us."
Okay, chuck seemed satisfied with that answer and was about to leave when he suddenly turned and shot her a look. "Wait a second," he said abruptly, "You want kids?"
Sarah laughed mischievously, "Don't try to change the subject on me, Chuckie; I'm too smart for that. Now, Go. Out." She motioned for him to leave. "And don't come back 'till after you've told Ellie!" She called after he had left the room.
Ellie took the news just like Chuck expected she would. First, she looked shocked, then stunned, then at a complete loss for words, then she finally burst.
"Oh my God, Chuck! We have a sister? When do I get to meet her? What's her name, what's she like, tell me everything. " She exclaimed, throwing her arms around her little brother.
"Her name is Jamie, She's a really nice girl and she's stopping by tomorrow morning."
"Oh my God, I can't wait!" Ellie was ecstatic. "I can't believe that we have a younger sister. Please, tell me more about her."
"Ellie, I just met her…"
Chuck was finally able to escape from the "Ellie Inquisition", back to the safety of his apartment, where he walked into his room and began getting ready for bed. Sarah was already sleeping, or so Chuck thought, but upon hearing him enter the room, she rolled over and opened her eyes. "How did it go?" She asked.
"Fine," Chuck mumbled.
He turned to look at Sarah, who had sat up and was smiling at him.
"What?" He asked.
She smiled wider, "You're so brave," she sighed.
He crawled into bed next to her. "Did you say that mockingly, Miss Walker, or do you really mean that?"
"In context, I said it mockingly, but really, Chuck you are brave. I've seen you save the world on more than one occasion, I should know." There was a seductive tone in her voice.
"Is that why you love me?" Chuck asked, his face starting to close in on hers.
"I'm so in love with you, Chuck Bartowski, it wouldn't matter if you never did another brave thing again, ever." With that, she pulled him in for a passionate kiss.
Meanwhile, Jamie was at her hotel room sitting in her bed. She was alone, and now was the perfect time to start working on her own mission under the radar. She had hacked into the NSA's database and typed in the name 'Peter von Hofner'. This was the man who had killed Marcus Reed. She was sure of it. She had to be careful, though, because if the government caught on that she was investigating this case, she would be in big, big trouble.
She had only been able to hack in with minimum clearance without being detected, so when the file came up, all it said was:
Peter von Hofner
All Details: Classified
Frustrated, she slammed her computer shut. She tried to go to sleep, but this problem she had was haunting her. She had to figure out a way to gain higher clearance. If she went through the CIA database, she had clearance as high as Everest; she also would get arrested for meddling in the investigation, as Director Lewis had made it quite clear that she was to go nowhere near it. But, what could she say? She was Renegade. Disobeying orders was what she did best, and she always got out alive, but this time, it seemed as though she had hit a dead end.
Then she shot straight up, she knew who could help her. She knew who had enough NSA clearance to find out what the president had for a late snack last night. What was even more, he owed her a huge favor. She grabbed her cell phone and dialed his number. She moved so quickly she did not even have time to second guess her decision to drag him into this. She also had forgotten that she had not even said hello to him since she was assigned to the team. Heck, the last thing that she said to him was years ago, the day before he left her.
The other line picked up, "Hello?"
Jamie's breath halted for a minute, she just then had realized what she was doing, but it was too late to turn back now.
"John, it's Jamie. I need your help."
So there's chapter 7. Review! And be nice, please! I will try and get a few more chapters up as soon as I can.
