Chapter 5
Month two,
Chuck
"I can do this.. I can do this.." Chuck panted, stumbling up the rugged mountain.
"Come on Bartowski!" A tall, muscly man shouted, following Chuck closely behind.
"I can do this.. Oh crap, I can't!" Chuck breathed, falling to his knees.
"You can! Look up Chuck." He said, as Chuck looked upwards.
" - What?" He asked, relieved to be sitting down.
"Look, there's the top of the mountain, you're nearly there, come on. A spy has to be fit, spies have to do a lot of running, more than others in a different line of work. You have to pass your physical!" He said, urging Chuck to get up.
"Okay.." Chuck got up and half heartedly ran up the mountain, his lungs hot and his chest tight. The back of his legs were aching like mad and his cheeks were a deep crimson colour. When he reached the top he flopped down as if he were fainting and he was too tired to soak in the view.
"Whoa, this view is magnificent. Canada at it's best." The man admired the view.
"So.. Do I pass?" Chuck asked, his breath returning to him.
The man laughed, almost evilly. "Ah, you make me laugh, boy. You can't just run up the mountain every day for a week and call yourself a trekker! Your going to have to do this five times a week, like you've been doing - every day until you leave. Then I'll tell you if you pass!"
"Colonel Silver, has anyone ever told you that you have a really cruel streak?" Chuck eyed him angrily.
"I'm not doing this because I'm nasty. I'm doing it because it's my job and I want you to at least pass the physical of spy school."
Chuck groaned. This for another four and a half months? He couldn't take another four and a half minutes of this. Once again he told himself, he had put himself through spy school and then he could go home to Sarah.
"Lets go back down then!" Colonel Silver grinned.
Sarah
"Oh my God, Sarah you look gorgeous!" Ellie exclaimed, her eyes glistening in awe.
"I think this is the one!" Sarah babbled excitedly. She turned again in the mirror, she loved that the dress gave her luxurious curves. It was a crème, strapless dress, it came in and the waist and flowed down past her feet. She adored the way that it sparkled in the light, due to the rhinestones sewn along the top half of the dress. She just loved it full stop.
"Chuck will adore this dress, I wish I could have had something like this at my wedding!" Ellie said, she stepped around Sarah and found the dress's price tag. Her eyes bulged. "Hi-yo!" She shouted.
"What?" She asked, trying to see what Ellie was looking at.
"I'm looking at the price tag, Sarah it's really expensive!"
"So what? I deserve to splash out on myself and plus.." She turned to Ellie. "Being a spy really pays well."
"Okay then, go buy it!" Ellie jumped up and down.
"Got it." Sarah rushed off to get back changed again.
Later, they both emerged from the bridal shop, Sarah proudly carrying her dress in its bag.
"So what have we got done so far?" Ellie asked, as they flopped down on an empty bench.
"So, dress - check. Uh, Chuck's tux, check. Guest invites, check. Music - uh well I asked Jeff and Lester, I know you hate them but.. I really kind to enjoy their music.." Sarah admitted.
"It's your wedding." Ellie shrugged her shoulders. "What about the venue, the rings, the decoration, the cars, the minister or vicar, the after party and the food?"
Sarah groaned inwardly. "Are you serious, god, weddings are such rip offs!"
"It's your special day though!" Ellie couldn't see how Sarah could even complain.
"I know." She smiled, as she let Ellie melt her worries away.
Later though, when Sarah was alone and in her room, she felt her mood rapidly tumbling down. She wasn't so lonely that she had to go and join Morgan watching TV, she was pretty certain though, that it wouldn't be too long until she was reduced to that. She hugged the pillow tightly to her chest.
She would do anything right now, anything, to have Chuck in her arms instead of this God damned cushion. She felt tears spring in her eyes as she burrowed her head under the duvet. She missed him so much, so much that it was unbearable. It actually physically hurt, in her heart, she ached all over. It wasn't like he was dead though, at least he would be coming back to her.
She wanted to feel his soft lips on hers, she wanted to run her fingers through his wild, uncontrollable hair, she needed to hear his voice, hear his laugh. These little things that she had taken for granted before, she should have held him tighter when he left. If she'd have known that she was going to miss him this much, she would have never have let him gone.
Did he miss her too? She wondered. About a month ago she had gotten a letter from him and that was it, a few measly words to get her through the period until he would contact her again.
She was meant to be Sarah Walker, not co dependant on somebody else because she was a ball of emotional mess. For years and years she had held in her feelings, but now it was all coming tumbling out. It was almost unstoppable.
Eventually a few hours later she fell into a very troubled sleep.
The sea made a gentle whooshing noise in the back round, Chuck held his arms tightly around Sarah, he looked down into her eyes, which were surprisingly bright in the moonlight. They were bright blue and burning into his, he had never felt anything so startling and intense.
She was filled with a sudden deep urge.
She leaned over and kissed him hard on the mouth, he was a little shocked for a moment and then kissed her passionately back, savouring the taste of her lips on his. He let his emotions overcome him, right then he wasn't just Chuck Bartowski, he was part of Sarah. He loved her so much that he just wanted to zip her inside of him, even though that sounded slightly weird.
They fell back onto the soft sand and could have won a gold medal for tongue tangoing. Neither really were really fantasised by the idea of 'doing it' outside on the beach, but kissing was fine. Outdoor sex was such a turn off.
"Sarah, I love you so much, I just want to be with you, all of the time." Chuck said, turning to her.
"Me too." She sighed contentedly.
"I'll never leave you Sarah, I promise you." He whispered, tracing her jaw line.
"Ditto." She climbed onto his lap and pulled her arms around him and rested her head on his chest.
Sarah woke up again and sighed out loud, wasn't it enough that Chuck was haunting her thoughts in the daytime, but now in the night time too. But the weird thing was though, it was actually a memory. She dreamt a memory? Weird.
Chuck
"I'll tell you one more time Chuck." Lieutenant Rivers gritted her teeth. "See this gun in your hand? You shoot these human targets, they're not real humans, I swear to you."
"Okay.." He frowned. The room around him was large and airy and in front of him were dozens of humans targets, moving backwards and forwards. Electronically controlled of course. How long would he have to do this before he had to kill somebody real? He pointed his gun forwards and shot at the figures, shooting almost all of their targets.
"Well done, now you have an hour before seduction school so.. Be ready." River grinned, smoothing down her long red hair, before heading towards Colonel Silver, most probably to discuss student tortures.
Chuck almost screamed, he just wanted Sarah and he wanted her now, they wouldn't let him write, ring or email her. Why? That was beyond him, he did however have his iPhone with him, but the signal had vanished.
He hadn't had a spare moment to himself until now. There had always been someone with him, even a guard outside his room at night, checking he wasn't doing something he shouldn't have been. Now though, he had a whole sixty minutes to himself and he wasn't going to waste a single second of it.
He walked all around the vast grounds of the spy school, avoiding contact of his superiors and even his spy classmates. He held his phone in the air, desperately trying to get a signal, but it was no use.
"Hey, hey Chuck!" Chuck jumped out of his skin, it was Joe, a man who he had met a few weeks ago when he had gotten here. They had really hit it off, they shared the same weapons class and crime and punishment classes. But apart from that, Chuck didn't see him much, it was a very big spy school.
Joe was tall and extremely well built. His taunt muscles showed through his T-shirt and his hair was a dark golden shade which reminded Chuck of Sarah.
"Yes?" He said, pulling his phone behind his back.
"Use this.. You look troubled buddy. I get great signal, I rang my brother not two minutes ago." Joe handed him a phone, "don't let anyone catch you and get it back to me later, I have physical training dude, I'll see you later." And with that he ran off.
Chuck looked at the phone in his hand, hardly believing it was there. Then he realised he didn't have a moment to spare. He dialled in his home number and prayed Sarah was home.
On the fourth ring, somebody picked up.
" - Hello?" Sarah sniffed quietly.
"Sarah." Chuck breathed.
"Chuck?" Sarah couldn't believe her ears.
"..someone leant me a phone, I can't talk long, I have seduction class in ten minutes. Are you okay?" He felt like he was going to cry.
"I'm fine, I miss you so much." She sobbed.
"I know, I know, me too, what have you been doing?" He tried to sound calm and in control.
"You know, this and that. How's spy school is it hard?"
"Oh yes, very, but I'm going to get through it for you." He whispered, sending shivers down her spine.
"I just want you to come home, I feel like half of me is missing." She admitted.
"I wish I could come home, I think about you all the time - . I just wish that you could -"
Colonel Silver appeared beside Chuck. He grabbed the phone and flipped it shut, "I'll take that thank you."
"Hello?" Sarah said desperately. "Chuck?"
I'm 15 in 8 months today, yay, but you don't get presents for that do you? Anyway review please?
