A/N: Look, this is going to be very little spying, slow-moving, fluff story, that I need in my life right now. It may, may, get a little more saucy than the ones I have written in the past. If you're still here, check your blood sugar warnings, because absolute fluff is bound to happen. I give you Reassigned, Ch. 1, Moving to Snoresville.
Disclaimer: Don't own Chuck.
"Come on, come on," she said to the phone. Who knew where she was or if she was in any shape to answer the phone.
"Carina Miller," the voice on the other end said.
"Sarah Walker," she replied, a grin on her face.
"Blondie," the voice said affectionally. "What's up?"
"Carina, I'm…I'm pregnant," Sarah said. There, she had said the words. Ugh, she couldn't even believe it herself. She had just saved a baby, given it to her mom, and put them into hiding. She was supposed to go on her next mission after routine blood work, but the tests had come back that she was pregnant. She had done the math and found out it was possible, but she didn't think probable. She knew it was almost time for her new birth control, but apparently… "Carina, are you there?"
"You're not having it, right?" Carina's voice came through, barely as loud as a whisper. "Blondie…Oh, God. Blondie…." Sarah couldn't answer. She couldn't tell the father, he'd gone rogue, in fact, they were pretty much over, if they ever were. He was…a distraction, a physical release, well, sometimes she had a physical release. "Is it Bryce's?"
"Yes," Sarah whispered. "He's gone rogue."
"Damn," Carina said softly. "You're really gonna do this? You're really gonna raise it by yourself."
"I think so," she said. There, she said it out loud, and it just felt better. "I'm thinking of leaving DC. There's a substation in Burbank, and I can be an analyst there and work from home."
"You're serious," Carina said, shocked. "It won't be a real-time analyst, will it?"
"No," Sarah said.
"Your career just hit the glass ceiling if you do this," Carina said. "You are going to be the lowest priority in everything, Blondie. You won't be near any action, you….Sarah, you'll be wasted."
"Carina," she began. She took a deep breath and said the words that had been in her mind since she'd rescued the baby. "I'm done."
"Blondie," Carina began. Then she stopped. "You know Burbank is snoresville, right?" Sarah heard the teasing in her voice. She knew Carina was done trying to talk her out of it, and this was Carina being supportive. "It's going to seriously hamper how much I can visit my Godbaby."
"Who said you'll be the Godparent, anyway?" Sarah asked, amused. "You realize you would be the mother if something happened to me." Carina paused.
"Godspy?" Carina offered.
"What exactly is a Godspy?" Sarah asked, laughing.
"Protector, the one who will do all the things you can't because you're the mom and can't take the chance of being caught," Carina said.
"You'd do that for me?" Sarah asked, stunned.
"Blondie, if this is what you want, then I'll do whatever I can," Carina said.
"Thank you, Carina," Sarah said. "I need to go, a lot to do."
"Call me when you get to Snoresville, and Sarah, take care of yourself," she said, and she disconnected. Sarah held the phone to her chest. She had done so many things in her life, but this might be the scariest thing she had ever done.
Ellie Bartowski found herself looking in the nursery while waiting for her friend.
"EL!" she heard, and turned around. She found herself caught in a hug, which was unusual, because usually she was the one committing the bone-crunching hugs.
"DEB!" she got out before the air was forced out of her lungs. Ellie and Debbie Alcott had both worked at Westside Medical for a few years. They had become fast friends, and tried to have lunch with each other as often as possible, which wasn't that often given their schedules.
"Ellie, I'm sorry, I have a new patient today, that I have to see, and I got behind because of a birth," Debbie said.
"You know what, I'm on a split schedule today, so why don't I hang out here, and when you get done we'll have lunch," Ellie said.
"You are the best!" she said. "I've got some work to do real quick, see my patient, and we'll go."
"I'll just hang out in the waiting room," Ellie said, and headed into Debbie's waiting room. She sat down and saw a blonde lady, who looked extremely nervous. "You okay?"
"Yes, I'm just a little terrified," the blonde lady admitted.
"I've known Debbie, excuse me, Dr. Alcott, for years, she is one of the best," Ellie said.
"Oh, no, I know that, it's the whole motherhood thing that scares the life out of me," the blonde admitted. "Sorry, I don't know why I'm telling you this." Ellie laughed.
"Ellie Bartowski," she said. "My brother will tell you I'm a talker and when I see things wrong I just naturally gravitate toward them."
"Sarah," she replied. "Sarah Walker."
"Nice to meet you, Sarah," Ellie said grinning. "Is there someone in your life who's going to help you with the baby?" Sarah shook her head. The smile fell off of Ellie's face. "I'm sorry."
"I'm not," Sarah said, amused. "He was….a distraction, and a mistake. It was a relationship of sorts, but it never had a future and now he's gone."
"So you're all alone? No parents, no anyone?" Ellie asked. Sarah looked down. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to pry, I'm just…concerned, and I know I really have no right to be, but, well, that's me." Ellie tried to look a little ashamed, but she failed miserably. Sarah laughed, a real honest to goodness came from the inside and bubbled out, laugh.
"Mom and I…well…we just don't and my dad….I'd have to figure out where he was," Sarah admitted.
"I haven't seen my Mom in, gosh, nearly 15 years, and Dad…he was going to make pancakes… he left, and it was up to me to raise my brother," Ellie said, looking down at the ground. Sarah looked at the woman who was opening up to her. Why did she feel so safe around her?
"You raised your brother?" she asked. Ellie nodded, grinning.
"I mean even when dad was there, he wasn't there…you know what I mean?" Ellie asked. Sarah huffed a laugh.
"That is the story of my father," she said. She looked at Ellie and decided, why not? Sarah had been through similar things. "Dad was a con artist," she said. Ellie raised an eyebrow. Sarah nodded. "Dad would show up and we'd go on an 'adventure' and then he'd leave and the whole time Mom and Grandma would berate him while he was gone, but he was so cool, you know?" Ellie nodded, a gleam of excitement in her eye. Sarah grinned. "It was fun and wild, and so different, and he was so proud of me." She looked down. "And then, I realized we were breaking the law." She huffed a laugh. "I bet he'd die if he knew I was in law enforcement." Ellie's eyes got huge. "I can't say what but it was based in Washington."
"So what made you move here?" Ellie asked.
"I lived in California for a while, I can do paperwork stuff while I'm pregnant, and honestly, I don't know if I want to go back once the baby is born," Sarah admitted. "I've been at it a long time." Ellie stared at her. "It's a long story, but I was close to burnt out. When you get burnt out, one of two things happen. You get reassigned, or you get dead."
"So you got reassigned?" Ellie asked. Sarah nodded. "Wow, that's….crazy." Sarah grinned and nodded. "So, you don't know much of the area?" She shook her head. "How about you come to dinner at our place?" Sarah began to shake her head. "You don't know anyone in the area, please, I promise I'm not even trying to set you up with my brother, but if you are looking for someone to date, he's available…Lord, is he available." Sarah laughed.
"Something wrong with him?" Sarah asked. Ellie shook her head.
"No, but he doesn't know that," Ellie said. "Please, come to dinner."
"Okay," Sarah said. What the heck, she didn't know anyone, she was transitioning toward a regular life, whatever that meant, and here was this amazing woman she could use as a friend. "But no blind dates with your brother." Ellie laughed.
"Seriously, I don't think I could make him, even as beautiful as you are," Ellie said. Sarah rolled her eyes. "He got hurt so bad," she said, trailing off.
"Sarah Walker," the nurse said.
"Oh, I need to give you my info," Sarah said. Ellie smiled.
"I'll be here when you get done," Ellie said. "I'm having lunch with Deb." Sarah nodded, and went back to her appointment. Ellie watched her go. "Chuck, if only you'd have the guts to ask her out."
"Ellie, ready to go?" Debbie asked.
"Actually, I was waiting on Sarah," Ellie said, grinning. Debbie gave her a confused look. "I met her while she was waiting for you, and she just moved to the area and I invited her to dinner."
"Why don't we have her have lunch with us?" Debbie said. Ellie grinned. "You think Chuck would go out with her?"
"I've been trying to get Chuck to go out with anyone," Ellie said.
"Who's Chuck?" Sarah asked, catching the tail end of the conversation and smiling, knowing what the two were up to.
"Ellie's adorable brother," Debbie replied. "Why don't you come to lunch with us?"
"I really don't have a choice in this, do I?" Sarah asked. She knew she didn't. She had faced despot leaders, guerilla attack teams, torture that most wouldn't imagine, but she knew deep down when these two decided something…they didn't lose.
"No," Ellie said, smiling. "Come on."
Chuck came into the courtyard, holding his Buy More jacket. He was tired; of the Buy More, of this life, of everything. He was tired of still hurting over Jill. He was tired of wondering why Bryce had betrayed him. He was tired of Jeffster….he was so tired of Jeffster.
"Bad day, Chuck?" he heard his sister's voice, coming out of the empty apartment building. Apparently she was showing it to someone. He thought they should get a break in rent as often as Ellie tried to rent out the apartment to complete strangers they met.
"Jeff tried to lick cheese off of a customer's hand today, Lester said he couldn't work today, when asked why, you know, we thought there might be some holiday we didn't know about in his heritage, he said he didn't feel like it. Anna threatened to chop Morgan's male parts off if he stared at her chest one more time. Morgan replied if her shirt wasn't open so far he wouldn't to which Anna kicked him in his male parts, and might I add, Morgan got exactly what he deserved," he began.
"Agreed," Ellie said. Chuck noticed someone behind Ellie in the doorway of the apartment.
"Got a computer today with enough porn on it to make you go blind, only to find out it belonged to one of the new green shirts," Chuck said continuing. "The only thing it may have had more of than porn were viruses from said porn."
"That's a lot of porn," Ellie said. Chuck nodded.
"Also Big Mike ran out of donuts at 1:00 and everyone else hid and no one told me," Chuck said finishing up.
"So, a Thursday," Ellie said.
"Right, and it's only Wednesday," Chuck said. "I'm gonna go crash." Chuck turned to leave.
"We're having a guest for dinner tonight," Ellie said. Chuck put on a fake smile and turned back around.
"Oh, goody," he said.
"Charles Irving Bartowski," Ellie said. Chuck heard a laugh from behind Ellie. "Go home, clean up, and we'll have dinner."
"Yes, Mom," he grumbled, heading back to their apartment.
"Who is Jeff?" Sarah asked. Ellie turned around, but instead of answering, shuddered.
"He's one half of Jeffster," Ellie said. "Those two, Jeff and Lester, may be the craziest of all the Buy More employees." Sarah was grinning. "I apologize for my brother's surly attitude." Sarah waved her hand.
"Don't," she said. "If I'd have to deal with that every day, I'd be surly too. Why doesn't he work somewhere else?" Ellie smiled sadly and shook her head.
"It's a long story," she said. "But, to sum, his roommate got him thrown out of college for cheating on a test, Chuck didn't cheat on, and then slept with his then girlfriend." Sarah's eyes got huge.
"What a jerk!" she said. Ellie nodded, and her phone rang. She looked down at it.
"It's the owner, what do I tell her?" Ellie asked. Sarah smiled.
"Tell her I'll take it," Sarah said. Ellie grabbed her in a hug.
"Oh, I am so happy!" Ellie said, and then pulled away and answered the phone. "This is Ellie," she said. "Yes, she'll take it." Sarah smiled. It was like she had not just found a place to live, but a home.
"So the cheese was on the father's hand, and that had came from the kid's sandwich?" Ellie asked, a look of horror on her face.
"Yep," Chuck said. "Then Jeff came up, and licked it right off of his hand."
"Ewww," Ellie said. Chuck lifted his eyebrow as if to say, "see, they're crazy." "So, Sarah is coming to dinner tonight," she said, as Chuck took a drink of his beer and rolled his eyes as he heard Ellie. "Now listen, you need to get rid of that."
"I can't drink around her?" Chuck asked. Ellie stared at him.
"She's pregnant," Ellie said. Chuck relaxed and smiled. "What?"
"Good, that means you can't pawn her off on me," he said, taking it into the kitchen to throw the bottle into the recyclable bin.
"Chuck, the father isn't in the picture," she said. Chuck stopped short and turned, a look on his face that Ellie knew all too well. Whenever they encountered a child whose parent had left he always looked the same way. "Be nice, please." Chuck looked at her like, "please, it's me." She smiled at him. There was a knock on the door. "Would you get that please?"
"Yes, but do us all a favor, I know you want me to find someone and have a kid, but let me do it in order," he said grinning. Ellie just looked at him. He winked, opened the door, and Ellie bit her lip to keep from squealing. Sarah was there with her hair down, wearing a pink button up dress shirt, and a charcoal skirt. Chuck…Chuck's mouth was on the ground. "Hi," he said, standing there, in the doorway, brain fried.
"Hi, you must be Chuck, I'm Sarah," she said, her hand out. Chuck glanced at it, took it, shook it, and finally got his mouth working.
"I am…Chuck..I am he, Chuck that is, that's me, Chuck, good to meet you, Sarah," he said.
"Perhaps you should let her in," Ellie said gently. Sarah was biting her bottom lip so as not to giggle.
"Perhaps I should," he said, stepping out of the way, and grinning at her. She came inside.
"Hey, Sarah," Ellie said. "Forgive him, he dealt with idiots all day today and it fries his brain." Sarah laughed and turned toward him. Chuck was laughing, made a gun out of his finger and moved his thumb like it went off.
"Yeah, things are a little nutty around there," he said. "So you just moved here?"
"Yeah, I used to work in DC and after my job situation changed, I decided to come to Burbank," she said. She picked her next words carefully. "I grew up near here and I can still do some work for my company from home, so all I'm waiting on is for someone to come set my system up, and I can get to work."
"I could do it," he said.
"I don't know," she said. "It's pretty advanced." Chuck fought to keep the smile of off his face.
"Sarah, I'm not saying this because he's my brother," Ellie began. "But he is probably better than anyone that you have coming over to set it up."
"There may be some non-disclosure agreements you have to sign," Sarah warned.
"I've signed hundreds of them," Chuck said. Sarah sighed.
"It would be a big help," she said. "You sure it wouldn't be an inconvenience?"
"You're Ellie's friend, in a new city, and you didn't run away when I forgot how to invite a guest inside, it's the least I can do," Chuck said. The door opened behind them and a short, bearded man walked in.
"We're having pot roast and no one invited me?" Morgan asked.
"MORGAN!" Ellie yelled. Morgan turned toward Chuck and saw Sarah.
"Dude!" he said. "You didn't tell me you were dating Vicky Vale!" Chuck stood there staring at Morgan and praying for the ground to open up and swallow him. Morgan leaned in. "This is where you're supposed to go, Vicky Vale, Vicky Vale, Vick, Vick, Vicky Vale," he whispered.
"Because that would make it better?" she asked.
"Ignore Morgan," Chuck said. "Circus freaks found him."
"But they raised me as one of their own," Morgan added.
"Morgan, how dare you blame Anna for-" Ellie began.
"Ellie, I know how you feel about me," Morgan cut in.
"You have no idea," she muttered under her breath.
"I was wrong in what I said to Anna," he said. Ellie nodded.
"Good, I'm glad you understand that," Ellie said.
"I also need you to know that we may go out, and not to be too-" Morgan began.
"OUT!" Ellie screamed, pointing.
"I get it, the love that you dare not mention is festering within and you can't see me right now, we'll talk later," he said, and slipped out the door.
"Is she?" Sarah began but was afraid to finish the sentence.
"Only in his mind," Chuck replied. "He once took her pillow to the prom."
"He tried to give it back to me," Ellie said.
"Are you sure you shouldn't have taken it back?" Chuck asked, a grin on his face. Ellie made a face like she was about to throw up. "Hey, Sarah, why don't we go look at your setup before my sister kills me?" Chuck said, smiling at the fake putout look on Ellie's face. They fled. Sarah was laughing. She was laughing as hard as she could remember laughing in the longest time.
"Chuck, thanks," she said, almost shyly. "It's been a long time since I could laugh like this."
"No problem," he said, shrugging. "This is just a normal day for me, well, meeting a beautiful woman like you is not so normal, but the rest, yeah, it's a Wednesday." Sarah studied him. A lot of men had called her beautiful. With them, it was always with the intent of getting her into bed. With Chuck, it was simply how he felt. He wasn't trying any moves, he was just being genuine and honest. She opened the door and led him inside. "So, that's how you do it," he said softly as she turned the light on. She laughed. He took a look at her equipment, and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, I thought this was supposed to be challenging," Chuck said, grinning. Sarah rolled her eyes.
"Confident are we?" she asked.
"Oh, yeah, it will take me an hour tops, but more like thirty minutes," he said. Sarah chuckled, studied him, and decided to say what she was thinking.
"You two are like no one I've ever seen," Sarah said. Chuck turned to look at her inquisitively. "I don't mean that in a bad way." She ran a hand through her hair. "See, in my line of work, we don't talk, to anyone. Even the guy I was with, we just didn't talk much, because…well, revealing too much gets you killed."
"That must be hard," Chuck said, standing from where he was squatting looking at everything.
"I mean, it wasn't for me, because my family life…" she trailed off.
"Bad?" he asked. She nodded.
"Ellie told me about your family," she said, with a sad smile. Chuck shrugged.
"I'm good," he said. "A lot of therapy later, but I'm good," he said, crunching his nose with a smile. She smiled at him. "Look, Ellie told me something." Sarah nodded.
"I figured, Ellie doesn't seem to be one to hold secrets from you," Sarah said. "So, yeah, I'm about to be a single mom that everyone is going to feel sorry for."
"You know who I feel sorry for?" Chuck asked. Sarah looked at him. "I feel sorry for the idiot that walked away from you and a child." She had to set her jaw so it didn't tremble. "I don't know who he is, but he's a dumbass, because regardless of what happened or isn't happening between the two of you, it's not the child's fault." Sarah just stared at him. "Perhaps I said to much." He said, licking him bottom lip, nervously.
"No, I don't think you did," Sarah said with a grin. "So tell me something, Chuck Bartowski." She paused.
"It's the name isn't it?" he asked. "All I can figure is my parents were sadists, they're not around so I can't confirm it, but I feel good with that guess," he said, grinning.
"I was going to ask, where's the special someone in your life," she said. Chuck scratched the back of his neck.
"I keep thinking she's coming to find me to pull be out of this funk, but I also think she's terrible at directions and got lost along the way," he said. Sarah laughed.
"So she's coming to save you?" she asked. Chuck shrugged.
"I'm a modern guy, I have no problem with the girl saving the guy, because I hope I get to save her right back, which I realize is very Pretty Woman of me," he said. She looked at him in confusion. "Pretty Woman? Richard Gere, Julia Roberts? Where have you been?"
"Classified," she said, and Chuck just stared at her, and began to laugh. "I'm serious."
"I know, but it was the delivery," Chuck said. "You're funny."
"No, totally not funny," she said.
"Nope, I've decided you are funny, which is a shame because I'm really trying to figure out what your flaw had to be, and that leaves you being a cannibal," he said. Sarah laughed. Chuck looked at her. "So you're really gonna have to do this on your own?" She nodded.
"Yep," Sarah replied. "I mean I'm use to dealing with my own baggage."
"I could be your baggage handler," he said before he thought. He again wished the world would open up and swallow him. "Wow, that sounded cheesy," he said. Sarah was grinning at him. "I could," he said, grinning at her. "I could be your baggage handler, and if there is help you need with the baby, I would be glad too help there as well."
"I couldn't ask," she replied. He was genuine about it, and it was amazing her. This guy couldn't be real.
"You didn't, I offered, but if there are things I shouldn't be a part of," he said, and she was smiling, trying not to giggle. "I totally understand."
"If you're serious I could really use a friend and someone to show me around," Sarah said. Chuck nodded. "And as for the rest….if you're still interested and have time, when the time comes, I would be glad for any help."
"You got it," he said. "Now we better get back because Ellie gets cranky when she makes a pot roast and no one is there to eat it." He offered her his arm and they locked up her apartment, and walked across the courtyard to have dinner.
A/N: That's our set up. Til next time…hope you enjoyed it! Reviews and PMs are always welcomed!