Chapter 5
A/N: The rewrite continues..On to Chapter 5, Godspies
Disclaimer: I don’t own Chuck.
“I’m telling you I just don’t trust him,” Chuck whispered to Sarah. Sarah smiled, her eyes taking in the room. They were at Castle where everyone had gathered. Jason Black, the man Chuck was question, was leaving the “play area” where Samantha, Stephen, and Claire were now located. Devon and Morgan were discussing something in the corner, if Sarah had to guess, Morgan was again giving Devon advice about Ellie, she wondered even when she had her memories if she understood that dysfunctional relationship. Ellie was by herself working on her laptop, while Alex, Gertrude, and Casey were all talking among themselves. Beckman was looking through a file, while taking a glance at Sarah every now and then. The two locked eyes, and Sarah was sure there was something more to their conversation yesterday.
“Chuck,” Sarah said, looking at her husband with a bemused look on her face. “There are many reasons as to why he may have said that.” Sarah was trying not to laugh out loud. Chuck straightened, his brow creased. She shook her head, this was really bothering him, and maybe it should bother her, because at the end of the day, Chuck had pretty good spy instincts.
“Look, there’s saying it, and meaning it, and he meant it,” Chuck said out of the side of his mouth, so no one could hear it. Sarah was fighting laughter. She loved her husband, but sometimes he could blow things out of proportion. “He meant what he said,” he insisted. Sarah looked at him, and shook her head. She shrugged.
“It’s not the end of the world,” she said. “I would think it would make you happy.”
“I mean it does, but it’s weird,’ he insisted. “Look, has anyone ever said that to you before?” Chuck asked pointedly. Sarah nodded. “Did they mean it?” Sarah nodded again. “Did any man ever say it and mean it that was straight?” Sarah grinned, looked Chuck in the eye and slowly shook her head no, looking down and laughing quietly. “I mean, it’s a curse I admit, knowing every straight man, and some women, are thinking about my wife, but it’s a burden I’ve learned to carry.” Sarah burst out laughing causing everyone to turn and look at them. They realized it was Chuck being Chuck and went on about their business. “You’ve got to admit it’s strange.” Sarah nodded.
“This whole thing is strange,” Sarah admitted. Chuck nodded, not able to get this morning out of his mind.
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Chuck came down the steps to the kitchen, following his nose.
“I thought I was making pancakes?” Chuck asked. Sarah turned around. She had a grin on her face and winked at her husband.
“You were taking too long, and I am hungry.” Chuck looked at the spread she had made, bacon, eggs, pancakes, fruit, juice, and coffee. “Some of us don’t worry about missions and mope, we thrive on it,” she said with a sassy look. Chuck grinned.
“I wasn’t mopping,” he retorted, the look on Sarah’s face changed to disbelief, but a grin fought to take its place. “It’s just been a while since we had one of these, and frankly, for you it’s the first that you remember.” A look of understanding came over Sarah’s face. She reached over, tore off a piece of bacon, popped it in her mouth, gave an understanding smile to her husband, and turned back to the stove. Chuck walked up behind her and put his hand on her shoulders, smelling her hair. He had to shake his head for a second so as not to get distracted. “This is kinda big deal.”
“Chuck,” she said not even bother to fight the grin. “You make a lot of things a big deal.” Chuck dropped his mouth open. He was partly playing, but he partly wasn’t. She turned back toward him. “We got this.” The look on her face was one he recognized. It was the look of pride she had in him. She didn’t remember these looks she had given him during missions when he was the intersect and she was his handler, and then they were partners, but during the last 6 years of marriage he had received many, ranging from working together, to changing diapers, to just being a family. “Besides, we’ve done briefings for Carmichael Industries.”
“Yeah, but those were private, and they might be considered inappropriate with company,” he replied, a smile engulfing his face. Sarah shook her head, patted his chest, gave him a knowing wink, and turned back toward the stove. Chuck knew this morning was no time to mess around, given the gravity of the situation, but part of him… he shook his head again, clearing it. “I guess I should get the kids up.”
“They are up, teeth brushed, and getting dressed,” Jason Black said from the stairs. Sarah turned around, a little surprised. “I was going to grab something to eat and then make sure they were fed while you two got ready….if that’s okay.” Sarah and Chuck nodded, realizing they were free this morning from herding their children. They both got silly smiles on their face.
“MOM!” came the yell from the top of the stairs. Chuck and Sarah shared a knowing look. Sarah expertly removed the last of the bacon from the skillet, turned off the stove, all without looking, and headed for the stairs. Jason started to move to take care of whatever had happened, but Sarah raised her hand.
“Trust me, it’s easier if I just deal with it, eat,” she said, and with that, she was gone.
“I don’t understand,” Jason said, shaking his head. “I did everything Samantha wanted, what did I do wrong that would make her call for her mother?” Chuck took a drink of orange juice, smiling.
“Because you’re not Sarah,” Chuck answered.
“I would have thought she’d call for you, given how similar you two are,” Jason replied.
“Sometimes little girls just want their mothers,” Chuck said, shrugging. “I don’t know how many times I’ve done something for her, perfectly, but I’m not her mother, so it just isn’t right.” Jason looked at him strangely. “You’ve done the nanny thing before I take it?” Jason nodded. “Those families, were the parents involved with the children much?” Jason thought for a second and shook his head. Chuck gave a slight shrug. “We’re a little more hands on….we’re a lot more hands on.”
“I don’t understand,” Jason said. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but you two are extremely wealthy.” He paused for a second. “I did research on you, to know what I was getting into.” Chuck nodded, knowing he was right about the money, and right to do the research, he would have if he’d been in Jason’s shoes. “You two can hire anyone, but from what I can tell, you never do, and when someone else watches the children, it’s someone within your inner circle.”
“We try and give the children the parents we always wish we had had growing up,” Chuck answered, looking right at Jason. Something flashed on Jason’s face quickly. Chuck was worried he had hit a nerve, so he quickly changed the subject.
“Those places you worked at before, were there maids, or other nannies?” Jason nodded.
“I have a special skill set that many agencies like to use from time to time to get close to families for protection, to gain info, or even assassination.” Chuck nodded and grinned. “Maybe sometimes I have met some ladies while watching the children.” Chuck’s grin grew.
“Something about a man watching children seems to bring out the passion in some women,” Chuck said, his grin covering his entire face. The look on Jason’s face confirmed what Chuck was saying.
“I want you to know I would never do anything with your wife,” Jason said. Chuck chuckled. There was a time in his life he would have worried about a man like Jason, he didn’t anymore. After all he and Sarah had been through, it would take more than what Jason possessed to even make Sarah think of leaving him.
“Let’s see, is it because you never have done anything with a married woman?” Chuck replied, the look on Jason’s face said no. “I appreciate you not doing anything with my wife, and I don’t want to sound cocky, but she would shut you down in half a second.” Chuck found it strange that he had the easy banter with Jason and on such a subject, something in him was screaming at him, but he didn’t know what it was.
“Chuck, it has nothing to do with you,” Jason said, a weird look on his face, almost disgust
“Right, the mission,” Chuck replied, trying to keep the smirk off of his face.
“Chuck, if she was the last woman on earth I would have nothing to do with her.” Jason’s reply seemed so honest. Chuck sat his coffee cup down, staring at Jason. Chuck didn’t know how he knew, but he knew Jason was telling the truth.
“Oh,” was all he could say. Jason nodded, realizing this conversation had traveled to the land of the bizarre. Jason was surprised at how easy Chuck was to talk to, and he silently berated himself because he should have realized that, considering.
“I’ll go help Sarah,” Jason said, and left. Chuck stood there, turned toward Jason to say something but he was gone. He turned back, confused, stunned, and more than a little shocked.
“Not if she was the last woman on earth….” He muttered to himself. “Huh.”
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“There’s too many moving parts,” Sarah muttered to Chuck pulling his thoughts back to the present. “We don’t have a big enough team.” Chuck looked at the plans of the building the General had laid out for them and, as usual, Sarah was right. Bruce Stone, long suspected of being tied to many criminal groups, was throwing a party, and it would provide perfect cover to infiltrate the vaults at the bottom of his mansion where the Intersect was rumored to be. With over 200 security guards on staff, stealth was going to be key.
“Walker…er, Sarah, how do we do this?” Beckman asked, and all eyes fell on her. Sarah looked a bit surprised.
“Excuse me, General?” Sarah’s response made a small part of Chuck hurt. He wished she could remember the dynamic of the team, how no one’s ideas were not considered. For all the insults he and Casey threw at each other, they both respected each other. Casey caught Chuck’s eye, and gave a slight head nod, to have him encourage Sarah.
“Sarah, this is less spy work, and more of a con to break in,” Beckman answered. Chuck found what the General was saying to be very interesting. In the back of his mind, where the Intersect use to live, he felt something. What, he didn’t know, but things were getting very strange. He gave her a slight shoulder bump.
“You know you’re the best at this, we know you’re the best at this,” Chuck said, looking into her eyes. He saw the confidence come roaring back in her. He nodded at her to take the lead.
“I mean I have a few ideas,” she began hesitantly. Everyone looked at her, and she continued on. “The first problem we have is getting downstairs.” She looked at Chuck who gave her an encouraging smile, and she continued. “We have a locked door to get past that is our biggest problem. It’s in plain sight, so no picking the lock, and there is a numeric security system that switches up every 10 minutes, plus we need a handprint.” Sarah looked up at the room. “I think we can get in, but I might need Devon.”
“Awesome!” Devon said, and then looked at his wife. It was quite clear Ellie didn’t find this awesome at all. The smile fell off his face quickly. “Sarah, I think it’s best I stay retired.” Ellie smiled.
“You know I am an integral part of Team Carmichael,” Morgan said. Sarah smiled, not wanting to hurt Morgan’s feelings.
“Morgan,” she began, hesitating. “I’m going to run the Sexy Distraction, and I know how you feel about being used like that. I mean, do you want to put Alex through that?” Behind her she heard Chuck trying not to choke from laughing. Morgan didn’t see anyone’s faces so he had no idea how hard everyone was trying not to laugh. He nodded solemnly and turned to Alex, who kept her face straight.
“I couldn’t do that to you,” Morgan said sincerely. Alex nodded and hugged him so he couldn’t see her face.
“We’ll figure something out, Buddy,” Chuck said. He looked at his wife. “I think we’re pretty solid in our marriage,” Chuck began, Sarah grinned at him. “Want me to be the, Sexy Distraction?” Chuck said in a sultry voice and with an eyebrow waggle to which Sarah giggled.
“Won’t work,” came Jason’s voice. Everyone turned to look at him. “Part of the Sexy Distraction is going to require whoever is distracting to stay with the mark, and if I’m understanding Sarah’s idea right, Chuck you’ll need to go with her, while the Sexy Distraction remains….distracting.” Sarah nodded. “I’m guessing spill some champagne on the mark while you lift the phone with the rotating number code?” Sarah nodded again. Chuck’s mind was flying, but he just couldn’t figure out what was bothering him.
“You’d actually be perfect, but you have another job,” Sarah began.
“We could watch the kids,” Alex pipped up, anticipating Sarah’s thinking. “Morgan and I love Stephen and Samantha.”
“It’s not that, Alex,” Casey replied. “If things go south, we need someone to protect them with their lives.”
“And be able to return fire?” Morgan asked. Casey nodded. “As well trained as I am, I suspect I’m nowhere near as good as Jason.”
“Besides, I actually have something for you and Alex to do,” Sarah said. “I was hoping we might have a little help,” and then a voice walking down the stairs behind her, cut her off.
“You seriously called us to baby sit, Walker?” Morgan swallowed loudly, and Casey went a little pale. They both looked at each other and then at the woman whose voice had briefly terrified them. “Don’t worry you two, I respect your ladies too much to tear you away from them,” Carina replied. Zondra chuckled, not believing a word out of Carina’s mouth. “You owe me big, Walker.” Sarah smiled at her friends, and went over and hugged them. She turned and saw the look on Beckman’s face.
“I know what you’re going to say, General, but I need Jason in the field to make this work, and these two…”
“Will die protecting Sarah and Chuck’s kids,” Zondra said finishing her sentence. The three women smiled at each other. The General nodded that she understood.
“Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that,” Chuck said in a tight voice. Sarah rolled her eyes, but she knew that the women would do just that if it came to it.
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Five years ago
“So where does it rank on the torture scale?” Carina asked, watching in awe of Sarah holding baby Stephen. They were in Casa de Bartowski, and Sarah had been deluged with questions from her former two C.A.T. squad members. Carina and Zondra kept asking questions and Sarah was skillfully avoiding most of them, knowing it was driving them crazy.
“I don’t really remember any pain,” Sarah replied. Chuck barked a laugh from the other room, causing Sarah to chuckle.
“Chuck, not so loud, you’ll wake the baby,” she said softly into the baby monitor that was beside her. Chuck stuck his head in the room the three women were in.
“Anyone need any more refreshments?” Chuck asked. The two former teammates scowled at him. He just stuck his tongue out at them. Sarah smiled at him and shook her head. Chuck left, with Zondra and Catrina starring daggers at him.
“What’s wrong with you two?” she asked. She might be a mother, but the spy in her still noticed things.
“He did this to you,” Catrina replied. “And, I think it’s time we did something about it.” Zondra nodded, and the two got a look on their face that Sarah wasn’t sure she recognized. The two got up and headed into the other room where Chuck was. Sarah shook her head, thinking her friends had lost their minds.
“That’s fine, I’m going to nurse,” Sarah called after them. The two blanched.
“For the love of God, keep it in your shirt until we get out of here,” Zondra called back. Sarah smiled, watching her friends leave. Chuck turned to watch the two women…stalk toward him. He gulped.
“Listen, I can yell for help,” Chuck said, his hand going behind him as to get support on the table behind him.
“Nope, Chuckles, you don’t want to wake the baby. She’d kill you for that,” Carina said, a grin on her face that made Chuck gulp. Chuck grimaced at her works, knowing she was right. “Listen up. We’ve watched you two go through everything to be married, and then you lost each other, and then you found each other again, but that,” she said pointing to the living room. “That is your fault.” Chuck raised his hands.
“Now, let’s not be hasty,” Chuck began.
“Shut up, Chuck,” Zondra said. Chuck, for once, did. “The woman that’s in there, she’s not the Sarah Walker we know. She’s not the one that can party til 4 AM, get up at 7 and do it all over again. She’s not the stone cold killer that we needed. She’s happy and maternal, eck! And it’s all your fault,” she said, as both women were inches away from him. “Thank you,” she whispered, and they both hugged him, surprising Chuck. Sarah walked into the room holding Stephen who was awake.
“You know he turned the knob on that monitor from receiving to sending as soon as you two walked in, right?” The two shrugged still hugging a very confused Chuck. “Okay, that’s enough, go find your own baby daddies.” The two let go of him like he was toxic. “I am happy, and I can still do all of those things, but this,” she said, looking down at Stephen. “This is what I want.”
“And, we want something,” Chuck said walking over to Sarah and putting his arm around her.
“We aren’t the Godmother types, if that’s what you’re thinking,” Carina said.
“Well, someone’s conceited,” Chuck said in a mock low voice that everyone heard. The two women glared at him.
“We know you’re not,” Sarah said. “We’ve got plenty to be Godparents.” She looked up at Chuck who nodded. “What we need are some people that we know will do whatever our children need done to protect them. We’ve done our best to protect ourselves, but with our work….” Chuck sighed, hoping this conversation would never be needed to be acted on.
“We need a couple of kick-ass spies to make sure our children are safe,” Chuck finished.
“Children?” Carina asked.
“Really,” Chuck asked, a little put out. “All of what we just said, and that’s what you picked up on.” Carina and Zondra just stared at them waiting.
“I’m not pregnant,” Sarah replied, but she smiled. “But, we do want another.” The two threw their hands up and made noises. Chuck looked at Sarah.
“Maybe they’re just not who we need,” Chuck said, enjoying this more than he should.
“Well, there is Gertrude and Casey,” Sarah replied, turning to him, grinning.
“Those two?” Zondra asked. “They’re too busy getting busy.” Chuck closed his eyes trying to keep that image from writing itself into his brain. “No, we are the two GodSpies you need.”
“Godspies?” Chuck mouthed to Sarah. Sarah shrugged.
“We got this,” Carina said. “No matter what we’re doing, your little ones need us, we’re there.”
“We won’t call you unless it’s absolutely,” Chuck began, but Zondra and Carina quickly strode across the space between them and got in Chuck and Sarah’s faces.
“Whatever. They. Need. We’re. There.” Carina said. Chuck and Sarah gulped and nodded. Carina smiled. Zondra held her hands out. Chuck raised an eyebrow, but dropped it quickly when Zondra gave him a look. Sarah handed Stephen over to Zondra. “We’ve got you little one,” Carina said softly to Stephen, gently rubbing her finger down his arm as Zondra held him. Stephen grabbed hold of Carina’s finger, and both Sarah and Chuck shared a knowing look.
“I suppose I should never speak of this with anyone?” Chuck asked. Sarah smiled at her husband.
“It’s your life,” she said, bouncing a shoulder. “But I would like another with you, so could you at least hold off until after that?”
“You’re concern is touching,” Chuck said, shaking his head at the former CATS Squad mates.
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“So, you two are going to take care of our two little ones?” Chuck asked Carina and Zondra. They gave him a challenging look. “Thank you,” he said softly. The looks fell from the two spies’ faces and they grinned. Chuck looked at Sarah. “Lay it out for us.” Sarah nodded, but noticed a look on Jason’s face, she started to say something when she was interrupted.
“Hey, we can help too you know!” Stephen yelled. Everyone turned to see the two Bartowski children, having that look on their face like they were going to help whether you wanted them too or not. Everyone turned and looked at Chuck.
“It’s not my fault!” He said, raising his hands in his defense.
“You never stay in the car,” Casey grumbled. Sarah chuckled.
“I know Kung Fu and I can help!” Stephen demanded. Sarah saw the look on Samantha’s face when he said it. She stared at her daughter who caught her look and returned it, refusing to back down. She was going to be a handful in a few years.
“That’s our secret weapon,” Chuck loud whispered to his son.
“I taught him that,” Morgan said proudly.
“Who taught you?” Carina asked. Morgan didn’t look quite so proud.
“We’ll keep you two as backup,” Sarah said, eyeing her daughter. There was time to deal with things later. “In the meantime I’m sure you can convince your nannies to let you watch some trilogy.” The two former C.A.T. squad members gave Sarah a look.
“Just not the Matrix,” Gertrude said, and everybody turned to her. She shrugged. “I don’t like how the last one ends.” Chuck nodded.
“Huh,” he said. Sarah decided to take back over the meeting.
“Alex, you, your father, and Gertrude will go in as staff. We need the fingerprints of our head of security, one Karen Fox. She’s become one of the best security people in our industry,” Sarah said, starting to feel like herself.
“She took a couple of jobs from us,” Chuck added. Sarah nodded.
“Once you get a glass or something with prints on it,” she turned toward Morgan, who nodded.
“I get you a set of fingerprints made to attach to your hand,” Morgan answered, Sarah nodded. She turned to Jason.
“When you give the signal, I bump into Miss Fox, spilling my drink from her, while you lift her phone?” Jason asked. Something in Chuck’s brain clicked. He knew cons, Jason Black knew cons.
“Almost,” Sarah said smiling. “I need to switch it out. We need to get eyes on it and replace it with one that resembles it as much as possible.”
“I can clone it when she gives us our orders,” Casey said. “She should get fairly close distance wise, and the latest scanner takes about fifteen seconds.” He paused and looked at Chuck. “Nice work on that by the way.” Chuck nodded at him.
“Thank you,” Chuck replied, still feeling strange he lived in a world where Casey occasionally complimented him.
“You nerds can take care of getting the right model?” Casey asked, looking mainly at Morgan. Morgan flashed a picture of Karen up on the screen. She was talking on her phone. Morgan played with the settings and scrolled in and cleaned the picture as he went. “What do you think, Chuck?”
“Pretty sure the Buy More has one in stock, Buddy,” Chuck said smiling. Sarah nodded, smiling.
“I switch the phone, Chuck and I get in, and get the Intersect,” Sarah said, like it was nothing.
“It sounds too easy,” Devon said. Ellie nodded.
“I don’t like it,” Ellie said to her. “These things never go this simply.” Sarah waved her hand.
“We’ll be fine. Anything Chuck and I find in that vault we can deal with,” Sarah said, shrugging
“Okay, we all have our orders,” Beckman said. “I’ll stay here and run Ops. This is it our chance to end the Intersect once and for all.” Something screamed in Chuck’s brain and he turned and saw Morgan and Casey with the same look on their face. They all turned toward Sarah, knowing what she was about to say.
“One last mission and we’ll be done with the Intersect forever!” Sarah said with the biggest smile on her face. Everyone groaned. The smile feel from her face and she looked around, confused. “What? What did I say?”
A/N: Oh, Sarah…Never, EVER, say One last mission…hope you enjoyed it. Feel free to review, or PM me…Til next time…take care
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