Crap. What was he doing here? Now of all times?

Before she could stop him, she felt Bryce moving to open the door fully behind her.

"Hello, Chuck. Miss me?"

She saw the way Chuck's smile faded, the way his eyes seemed to darken and loose the exited spark. The way his shoulders fell, the way he seemed to deflate.

There was an awkward silence. Chuck's shoulders tensed, and he smiled. It was fake though. Forced.

"I, uh, didn't realize that you were...here. With Sarah."

Bryce kept his cool, but he felt a pang of guilt. Chuck was thinking something entirely not true.

"Yes well, I can't exactly call every time show up. My cover doesn't allow it."

Chuck's eyes glanced at Sarah quickly.

"Right. Your cover. Well, talking about covers, I came here to enforce me and Sarah's cover, but seeing as she's...preoccupied, I'll just head on home."

Sarah sighed. This was not how she was planning on this night to go.

"Chuck I-"

"Hey, no prob. I'll just leave you to it. Whatever it is."

Then, as quickly as he came, he walked away. Leaving no time for explanations. No questions were answered. No questions were asked.

"Crap."

Bryce frowned, "Crap is right."

Sarah sighed and hit her forehead with the door frame.

"When is this life ever gonna get easy?"

"Never, unfortunately."

She glared at Bryce, "Not helping."

He just shrugged and went to turn on the TV. She sighed exasperatedly.

"Men..." she muttered under her breath.

Bryce glanced at her, "What was that?"

"Nothing..."

He sighed, "Look Sarah. Tonight was...unfortunate. But, there's always tomorrow."

She sighed and looked out the window, "Right, tomorrow..."

There was still hope. But, would it be too late?


Well, so much for tomorrow, Sarah thought.

Turns out tomorrow had been the worst than the day before. And the days after tomorrow? Even worst.

It had been almost a week since the mission with Bryce. One day since she had run out of the hospital to save Chuck.

A couple hours since Chuck told her they couldn't be together.

It had hurt her, so much than she could explain. She had just been about to tell him that she was willing to forget the line, for him, and that she would be with him rules be damned. She came full of hope, only to leave with a crushed heart.

And then he had said it:

"I'm a normal guy who wants a normal life."

She didn't completely pay attention. It was all a blur, her anger and pain making it hard to see. She only caught a couple of phrases. But there was one that she would never forget.

"Sarah, lets face it: You're never going to be normal."

He wanted a normal life. He wanted a life without the lies, without the running-for-your-life situations. He craved for the one thing he had in abundance before all this happened: Normality.

Normality. Something she could never offer. Because her life was nothing but unpredictable. For example, she had no idea where she would get sent off to after this. Would be sent to Prague? England? Bogota? Russia? Brazil?

She could only look at him and nod. Her heart was broken. And she had no idea what to do about it.

She was angry, not at Chuck, but at herself. She had the chance so many damn times, and she had taken them for granted. She always thought he would be there, waiting for her to finally realize that there was no escaping them.

But she had been too slow, and had let him think. And that had cost her dearly.

She remembered that moment a couple nights ago, right before heading off to the mission...

She couldn't wait until Chuck saw her.

She could already imagine his face: He would smile and tell her how wonderful she looked. He would get this amazed look on his face like he couldn't believe that she could get any more beautiful.

She came out, and got the reaction she was hoping for from Chuck. He smiled, amazed. She could see him about to say what he would always say, what he had never failed to do.

But then, it was gone.

Glancing at Bryce, Chuck said nonchalantly, "Well, red's not my color."

He walked away, and she could feel the tears coming. But she would've let them. She looked over at Bryce who shrugged apologetically.

What had happened?

As they were eating the delicious meal that Ellie had cooked, she felt her eyes water. She realized something: She wanted normality too. She craved for Chuck to always be there, every time she came out of that bathroom, ready to go out on a date. With him. She wanted to see him smile at her, tell her she was beautiful.

She wanted him to be in her life forever. Or, the adult version of forever as Chuck would say.

That was what Chuck wanted too; he had told her multiple times. And this was what she wanted too. She wanted what he wanted. She was sick of this life. The lies, the death that surrounded her all the time.

She was tired of being alone.

"You're slipping Sarah."

She glared at Bryce, "So?"

"Sarah, you hesitated. It could've cost the chip and Chuck's life! You hesitated, and if it weren't for Casey, Chuck would've been dead by now."

She slammed the keys onto the table in frustration, "I know dammit! Don't you think I know that? I know I'm slipping!"

"You can't let yourself fall Sarah."

"Yeah, well it's already happened. It's too late now."

Bryce blinked, surprised, and cocked his head to the side, "You don't care anymore, do you?"

She sighed, "No."

He shook his head, "Chuck always had the talent of crawling under your skin. No matter how hard you tried."

"Unfortunately, I think I've gone to far."

He sighed, "Unfortunately, I think so too."

"Sarah? Sweetie, are you alright?"

At Ellie's voice, she jumped back to the present.

"I, uh, yeah. Just remembering something, but it's all good."

Satisfied with this answer, everyone went back to their previous actions. Well, Chuck didn't. He was staring at her, hard, and it gave her the sensation of being X-rayed. Kind of like Harry had felt when Dumbledore had looked at him.

Dumbledore? Oh god, he had turned her into a nerd.


Author's Note: Er, well, this was not a good chapter. And I'm sorry, but right now, I don't have much time. Anyways, Bryce did it again. He updated Chuck. I find that really good actually. They can't kill Chuck now huh? Hah, take that Beckman! :D

Okay, but seriously, who's disappointed with Chuck? Poor Sarah! But then again, Bryce sort of told him to do the right thing... Okay, I'm pissed off at both of them. Screw both of ya. D:

Anyways, review, if only to agree/disagree with my crazy ramblings. Or to actually tell me what'd you think of the chapter. (:

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck my friends. Sorry.