Chuck vs. the Highway Epilogue

Author's Note

I hope you will allow me to indulge in writing a longer note for the epilogue for this story. The funny thing is it was actually written before the chapter… maybe that is a bit narcissistic, if it is please forgive me.

I need to explain some things about this story. And why it was written. I sadly must first say that I came to be a Chuckster sadly after the showed was cancelled – yes, I am a Netflix Chuckster. But honestly the timing of finding that show was providence. My family had recently been through a similar situation as this story portrays. And for some reason Chuck, Sarah, Casey, the entire cast and crew of that show helped to ease some of the struggles we were going through. And then I found FanFiction… and began reading some amazing stories about characters that had grown to mean so much to my family and I.

Then for some reason, I thought that maybe writing a story loosely based on what happened – maybe if I did that I could enjoy thinking about Chuck and Sarah and how they would handle something like that. And as I wrote this story and in my imagination seeing them in situations that were similar to mine, well… it helped.

Please enjoy this short epilogue and know that this is the whole reason for the story because I know that good things can come out of tragedy. I hope you have enjoyed the story!

And I still don't own Chuck and I am not making any money from this.

Incident Five Years (May)

The highway was shimmering. Even though it was only mid-May, he could feel the heat radiating from the blacktop. There weren't many cars, but the ones that went by did so at a fast speed and barely recognized the SUV that had pulled over to the side of the highway. Nor did the drivers of those vehicles notice the tall brunette-haired man get out of the driver's side and make his way to the passenger side to hold the door open for a beautiful blonde woman. They didn't notice the couple make their way to the back seat, nor could they have imagined the conversation the pair had before the man made his way into the dirt field. No one but the woman watched him as he stood alone in the field.

The wind was whipped his jacket. He had almost forgotten how much it blew out here. He stared at the six foot tall white cross as the American flag flapped wildly behind it. The field had been plowed which made walking through it a little tricky so that he didn't roll his ankle, and he wondered if this was a good idea.

I think that it is fitting, though. We should be good.

He had looked back toward the SUV and noticed that his love was working in the back seat. He smiled. If someone had told him that his life would have turned out like this five years ago, he would've laughed in their face.

He gently touched the cross where his friend's name and call sign were stenciled on it. He gave a sad smile as he thought of all of the things that had happened in the past.

I miss ya.

He was pulled from his maudlin thoughts as he heard a voice coming to him over the wind.

"Chuck? Can you come help? I really don't want to trip on these furrows."

Chuck turned and saw Sarah. His wife of three years. He smiled at that thought.

Three years – it seems like just yesterday I was in her office. She still takes my breath away when she smiles at me like that. How did I get to be so lucky?

He made it quickly made it back to the SUV watching his gorgeous wife. Her blonde hair was blowing in the wind and she was making little noises of frustration as she finally managed to get it into a pony tail. Chuck came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and breathed in the smell of her shampoo.

"Hey Beautiful! Shall we do this?"

Sarah turned in his arms and wrapped hers around Chuck's neck, and pulled him down into a quick soft kiss.

"Yeah, I am ready. Are you OK?"

"Me? Yeah, I am."

Chuck reached into the backseat and gently took the bundle from the back and cradling it softly in his arms, he escorted Sarah to the spot that he was just at a few minutes ago.

When they both stood in front of the cross, Chuck spoke, "Hey Bryce. So much has happened in the last little while, but Sarah and I wanted to say hi and introduce you to our son, Bryce Devon Bartowski. We miss you!"

Author's Final Note

I would like to think that my brother-in-law would appreciate this story, because as poor as my writing is this story was meant to honor him in some small way. We miss you my friend and brother!