Photo Prompt: Drinking Alone
Sarah hardly ever sat in bars alone. Usually, it just cause more aggravation than was needed, since a pretty blond girl alone has to mean she's looking for a man to go home with. None of them ever thought that she wanted to be left alone. Lucky for her though, the place she picked seemed empty enough.
She ordered a drink, something simple, vodka and cranberry juice, then selected a quiet corner hidden by the jukebox and just passed the bathrooms. Too much had gone on the past few weeks, and she didn't really have time to think about any of it. Most of the time, she wouldn't bother to make the time either. But for some reason, she felt she needed to.
Jill...made things complicated. Chuck wasn't ready to do what was asked of him, Sarah knew that. Chuck wasn't ready for anything the CIA or the NSA asked of him, or even to get the Intersect in the first place. Yet he seemed to, on some level, always come through for her and Casey, no matter how scared he was or how many times they told him to wait in the car.
That kind of loyalty was something that she'd missed. Someone who really did value their friendships. It was something she lacked her whole life, or how ever many lives for however many people she'd lived. There have been so many she'd lost count a few years ago.
Sarah was at once proud and ashamed of Chuck, a mix of emotions that barely seemed to fit together. He once again came through in the end, but managed to hurt someone he really cared about. It didn't really matter that Jill did the same to him, Chuck wasn't that kind of person. Sarah meant what she said, that he should leave the deception to her. She was prepared to live with what she had to do. Chuck is not.
If he continued on this path to becoming a spy, he really could no longer be as loyal to those he cares about, whether it was Morgan, Elle, Casey, herself. If he was a spy he could really only be loyal to the government, unless of course he wanted to be tried for treason. The things that make him quintessentially Chuck would have to be pushed aside and buried. That bothered her more than anything else.
She finished her drink, got up and put the glass on the bar then made her way back to the car wondering what could possibly happen next.
She ordered a drink, something simple, vodka and cranberry juice, then selected a quiet corner hidden by the jukebox and just passed the bathrooms. Too much had gone on the past few weeks, and she didn't really have time to think about any of it. Most of the time, she wouldn't bother to make the time either. But for some reason, she felt she needed to.
Jill...made things complicated. Chuck wasn't ready to do what was asked of him, Sarah knew that. Chuck wasn't ready for anything the CIA or the NSA asked of him, or even to get the Intersect in the first place. Yet he seemed to, on some level, always come through for her and Casey, no matter how scared he was or how many times they told him to wait in the car.
That kind of loyalty was something that she'd missed. Someone who really did value their friendships. It was something she lacked her whole life, or how ever many lives for however many people she'd lived. There have been so many she'd lost count a few years ago.
Sarah was at once proud and ashamed of Chuck, a mix of emotions that barely seemed to fit together. He once again came through in the end, but managed to hurt someone he really cared about. It didn't really matter that Jill did the same to him, Chuck wasn't that kind of person. Sarah meant what she said, that he should leave the deception to her. She was prepared to live with what she had to do. Chuck is not.
If he continued on this path to becoming a spy, he really could no longer be as loyal to those he cares about, whether it was Morgan, Elle, Casey, herself. If he was a spy he could really only be loyal to the government, unless of course he wanted to be tried for treason. The things that make him quintessentially Chuck would have to be pushed aside and buried. That bothered her more than anything else.
She finished her drink, got up and put the glass on the bar then made her way back to the car wondering what could possibly happen next.