Chuck vs her real name

"So Samantha Lisa surname-unknown, huh?"

"Something wrong with that?" Sarah takes another bite of her rocky road.

"No...no...of course not. It's just...it...uhm...it kinda rhymes."

"And there's a rule that says that names can't rhyme?"

"Uhm...no...I was just thinking...it doesn't sound right."

"No, I guess it doesn't."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean...I mean my parents called me Chuck...well...Charles Irving...I shouldn't judge."

Sarah giggles. "I think it sounds very proper. So English." Her British accent is flawless.

Chuck snorts. "Maybe if I was line for the throne. So, did you lie?"

"Sorry?"

"Samantha Lisa...is that your real name?"

Sarah sighs. "No, Chuck, it's not."

"So your middlename is not Lisa?"

"It is. But Sam...Sam was my fish's name. I know I started that conversation with Shaw, but halfway through...it felt wrong to tell him."

"Your fish, huh? Hey, what ever happened to that little guy?"

"He died."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I guess the hand to hand combat got a little...out of hand."

"You practised hand to hand combat with your fish? Wouldn't it be more effective if you're sparring partner actually has hands? And weighs more than an ounce?"

Sarah giggles again. "His bowl got knocked over when Carina dropped in for a visit. She tried to save him."

"Oh."

They were quiet for while before Sarah spoke again. "This is nice."

"The beach or the ice cream?"

"Both. And being here with you." Chuck gives her his trademark grin.

"We're getting a little off topic here."

"Which topic?"

"Sam is not your real name?"

"Nope."

"Jennifer Lisa?"

"No."

"Will you tell me one day?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"You'll hate me."

"I'll hate you if I find out what your name is? Your parents didn't call you Bryce, did they? Or some female version of Bryce. What would a female version of Bryce even be?"

"No." Sarah smiles and bumps Chuck shoulder. "Not Bryce or any version thereof."

"Good."

They sit in silence again, enjoying the sounds of the waves and the last of their ice cream.

"I changed it, you know."

"What?"

"My name."

"Why?"

"I like being Sarah."

"I like you being Sarah too. So when did you change it?"

"After the whole Jill thing."

"Jill? Wha...wait...what...Jill?"

"Jillian. Do you hate me?"

"Nope, I still love you." Chuck leans over and captures Sarah's lips in a quick but tender kiss. "But if you ever throw out my Tron poster..."

"Got it." She nestles closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder. Chuck's arm circles around her back possesively.

"What about your surname?"

"What about it?"

"Did you change that too?"

"No. That's up to you."

"Up to m...Sarah, are you asking...?"