Achievable Goal, Short Term
Achievable Goal, Short Term
‘Damn!”
Sarah had just burned another set of Wiener-sausages.
She was
really annoyed now. Devon turned out to be such a pain. She and Chuck
had made an extra effort to cover their bases as a couple yesterday.
Here at the Wienerlicious, when her boss interrupted them. Good, that
she was so well trained to act fast. She remembered it so vividly
now.
She had pulled Chuck down on the floor and thrown
herself over him managing to unbutton her shirt a little. They had
never been in such a close and intimate configuration before.
She
sighed.
She remembered how Devon had teased Chuck and her last
night. As a trained spy she could always remember entire
conversations if her mind had decided that
they were
important for a mission. The lines were now playing back in her head,
again and again:
“Didn't
realize how old-fashioned you were, Chuck." Devon had
started.
"Why? Because I was ordering food for my
girl? I just know what she likes."
Chuck had tried to
parry.
‘You
sure do. Thanks, sweetie.’ She had tried to back him up.
To
no avail.
“No,
old-fashioned, how slow you guys are taking things.’ Devon had
continued with the assault.
‘You
guys are joined at the hip, but that's not where you're supposed to
be joined.’
And then he had nailed them with one last
line:
‘It's
like the east wing of our apartment took a vow of celibacy.’
Sarah
exhaled deeply again. ‘Damn you Devon! You and your big
mouth!’
Same evening Sarah had approached Chuck and told him
that it was time for them to make love. Otherwise, their cover would
be clearly in shambles. And she remembered his reaction with
the coffee when she told him that.
”Hottttt!”
She was
laying a new set of sausages down to be tortured and eventually
burned when it dawned on her.
“Oh
God, what if Chuck thinks we’re really gonna …?”
she
panicked.
Sarah looked at the clock on the wall – she had
another 15 minutes until her lunch break.
Feeling really
anxious about this potential embarrassment, she decided to go
immediately to the Buy More and talk to Chuck. Clear things up.
She
untied and threw away her apron and then rushed there.
And
yes, another set of completely innocent sausages were about to die a
horrible death on the bonfire.
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Sarah was now inside
the Buy More, wandering around and looking for Chuck. She couldn’t
see him anywhere.
Instead,
Lester had seen and waved at her. He cocked his head a bit as if
saying, ‘Hey, princess, see how gorgeous I am?’ and rushed
toward her.
Hello, Your Wienerlicious Highness? How can I be
of any help?’ Lester tried the most desperate look in his arsenal
to charm her.‘Hi
Lester, where is Chuck, I need him urgently!’ Sarah asked with
visible agitation.
The fact that Sarah expressed interest
in somebody else didn’t discourage the longhaired Indian one bit,
however. ‘Chuck
didn’t come to work this morning. He gotcalled
for an install from very early on. Maybe he’s into another type of
install, if you know what I mean” he leered at her again.
‘But
listen, milady,’ he went on, ‘there isn’t anything that I can’t
help you with, …, maybe even better than Chuck….’ His staring
at her was completing the sentence.
Before Sarah could say
anything, Jeff joined them.‘Hello,
Your Wienerlicious Excellency.’ He started and couldn’t
understand why Lester was rolling his eyes. It was such a catch
phrase!‘If
there is anything I can do for you…?’ Jeff glanced at her with
the most promising look he had ever been able to produce. ‘Just
give me the heads up.’ He winked at her.’ If you know what I
mean,’ he added dancing his brows.‘Thank
you all, but I can handle it myself,’ she smiled at them softly and
turned away to get back to her workplace.‘And
so can I,’ Jeff said in desperation, looking after her, ‘but it’s
always so much better when we can help each other.’
Sarah
was smirking but thank god they could only see her back now as she
was striding toward the front doors of the store.
At this very
moment Chuck approached from the outside.
'Ah, Sarah,' he
smiled as he saw Jeff and Lester behind her. ’Enjoyed their
company?’
'Immensely,' Sarah replied snickering.
‘Quality time’ doesn’t even begin to describe it.’
It
was only then that she noticed something really troubling. In the
middle of such a hot day Chuck looked really fresh – like he had
just taken a shower. Hmm, and there was that scent – some new and
very fine cologne he had on him now.‘Oh,
god, he had really thought that we …’
she panicked.‘Chuck,
there is something we should really talk …’ Sarah grabbed his
hand and dragged him away from the store.‘What
… what is it Sarah,’ Chuck asked knitting his brows.‘About
our cover date tonight. The making love part, you don’t think we
are really …, it’s just for the cover, remember?’
Oh,
please …. Of course. I know.’ he was smiling awkwardly. ’What
do you think I was thinking anyway? You didn’t really think that I
was thinking about ….”
‘Idiot, what were you thinking, ... idiot!’ he was screaming to himself at the same time.
‘No,
of course not, I just wanted to make sure.’ It was Sarah who was
blushing now as she had implied it in the first place.
'Hey,'
he said, once he felt he was back in control of himself, 'you know,
before the … ahhh fake thing, you know …”‘Ohh,
you mean the fake sex thing” she said smiling gently but didn’t
have the courage to watch him in the eyes.
‘Yeah,
yeah, that, … he swallowed hard, ‘the fake sex thing, … we
still need a good cover, meaning a nice, … romantic evening, some
music and maybe dancing before that, right?”
She was
thinking for a couple of seconds, 'Yeah, of course, otherwise it
wouldn’t look convincing to anybody,' she nodded at him. 'Good
thinking Chuck! Where?’‘Still
at my place,’ Chuck stared at her. 'Now he leaned in a bit and
pointed his index finger to his head. ‘Don’t worry, the Intersect
has taken care of everything.’ He said that with a robotic voice,
winking at her."Our cover is 100% secure, milady.’
Sarah
laughed out loud, turned and headed to the Wienerlicious.
Ok, …..
she was about to say ‘Chuck’, when he interrupted her.
‘Aa
– aa – aa,’
She stopped and turned to
him.”What?”‘Name’sh
Carmichael, Charlsh Carmichael,’ he said with the famous Scottish
accent, he was practicing so much these days. 'And I’m gonna
charm you to death whether it is a fake date or not.’
And
at that he quickly turned and raced toward the Buy More.
‘Where
the hell that came from?’ He screamed at himself, still in
disbelief. ’How desperate are you?’
Entering the store, he
grimaced even more, remembering about his obviously so unrealistic
expectations.
‘Idiot,
what were you thinking, idiot!”
20 feet away, at the
Nerd Herd desk, Jeff and Lester were arguing about something.
‘How
did you steal my Wienerlicious phrase, cretin.’ Lester barked at
him. “Did you get it from my diary, hah?’ Lester was hitting
really high pitches now.
‘Stiff it Patel, do you have copyrights on it, ah, ... where, show me?’ Jeff retorted.
‘Hey guys,’ Chuck was almost there with them now, ‘what are you fighting about?’
‘Nothing
Chuck, we were just … ah, refining our tactics,’ Lester
started. ‘There
is a very achievable goal, short-term, ahead of us,’ Jeff added
nodding, with his eyes glistening. ’But it’s top secret, need to
know, ... you know.’
Chuck sighed, shaking his head. It didn’t take an
Intersect to figure out what the 'achievable goal, short-term' was,
provided he saw them drooling around Sarah when he had turned
up.
Essentially, he was in the same desperate situation as far
as the “achievable goal’ was concerned.
Well, she was at
least his girlfriend, as fake as that was. And at least he was
determined to have some quality time with her, which was still way
better than his usual evenings.
At this moment Casey
popped up from somewhere, staring and trying to read what was on his
mind.
He dragged Chuck away from Jeff and Lester and growled
at him, ‘Hey, Casanova, agent Walker’s told me about your date
plans and we discussed them with Beckman.’
‘Really,
… that’s so exciting,’ Chuck gritted through his teeth.
‘Yeah,
Beckman’s orders are clear, Walker and you should keep it in your
pants. As always. Your getting laid is again postponed for the
unforeseeable future. Congratulations Bartowski,' a smirking Casey
tapped Chuck on the shoulder.
‘Yeah,’
Chuck was nodding melancholically, 'I hardly remember ever hearing
such exciting news about my private life before. Lucky me.’
Casey
was still there next to him.
‘So, … any questions about the mission tonight? Because you know, I have a part in it as well, chaperone, remember?’ Casey was whispering at his ear now. ‘I’ll be there at my place and listening to you two, so everything goes according to plan.’
‘Sure Casey, how could it be fun without you, sitting in front of the monit…’ Chuck had tried to snipe back.
'Hmm, … Bartowski,' Casey snickered, ‘are you into this, quirky , kinky … urge for a public …. thing’
‘No, no, no, …. Nooooo! Not that! I was just being facetious.” Chuck desperately repeated.
'You sure? Well, leave the art of facetiousness to the master, amateur! And don’t forget, I’ll be monitoring you tonight!’
At that a snickering Casey winked at him and went back to selling his beast masters.‘Good for you Casey,’ Chuck said through his teeth, ‘I so envy your social life.’
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Chapter 2