Chapter 2
A/N: Just post this random one-shot I thought. No one will like it. Welp. Wrong again. Don’t think I can’t feel some of you Mollyverse fans giving me the stinkeye, and no Mollyverse isn’t going anywhere, I may update it less, but it is my fluffy feel-good story….although let’s be honest, there will be fluff in this. How long is it going, who knows. But, let’s have some fun with it, whatta ya say? Ch 2, The Truth Comes Out
Disclaimer: I don’t own Chuck nor a Beastmaster.
Chuck watched Casey at the Buy More. Casey kept glancing his direction, not sure what was going on. He was trying to sell another grill, but the constant staring…it was too much, he lost the sale. Casey stormed over to the Nerd Herd desk.
“Bartowski, what are you doing?” He hissed, trying not to draw attention to them. “I mean do you have a thing for all you partners?” Chuck just stared at him.
“I know you call me moron a lot,” Chuck began. “I know you hate lady feelings, but what happened earlier, there’s only one way I can think that it happened.” Chuck stuck his hand out. “Thank you, John.” Casey looked at Chuck and then his hand.
“If I shake your hand, you’ll quit looking at me?” he asked. Chuck nodded.
“I mean as much as I enjoy looking at your chiseled jaw, I do have a cover to pull off,” Chuck said. Casey grunted, but he wasn’t really sure to throw up, or take the compliment. He reached out and took Chuck’s hand, and pulled him in.
“Remember, you got what you asked for,” Casey said, grinning. “But do you really know what you asked for?” Chuck’s eyebrows raised. “We both know how well the two of you communicate, I mean moving in together will just open the sharing floodgates, won’t it.”
“I’m not going to do it to her,” Chuck said. Casey’s eyebrows shot up. Chuck shook his head. “No, not that, wait, I mean I am,” Casey started smirking. Chuck shook his head again. “Agh! I mean, forget that. What I am saying is I’m not going to push, I’m going to let her tell me what she wants, when she wants.” Casey looked ready to burst into laughter.
“You, mister lets-talk-about-every-single-one-of-our-feelings-and-what-kind-of-sandwich-I’d-bring-to-a-deserted-island are not going to push?” Casey asked, highly amused. He chuckled and walked off. “That may be the funniest thing I have ever heard in my life.” Chuck’s phone rang. He looked down and saw it was Sarah.
“Hey, Sarah,” Chuck said, trying to play it cool. “What’s up?” he asked, popping the “p”
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Well, Casey and I were talking, and now I’m just waiting for my shift to end so I can go on a date with you,” Chuck said, thinking he had gotten out of it.
“I mean, the way you were staring at him…” Sarah trailed off. “Look, I’m not judging, but is there something I should know. Now is the time.”
“What!? No, no. Nothing like that, it’s just,” Chuck said and looked around. “Someone got to the general,” he said.
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“Sarah, the packet was ready for you when you got there today,” Chuck said. “Someone who wanted the team to remain the same.”
“Casey hates you,” Sarah said.
“You say the nicest things,” Chuck replied. “No, Casey hates doing surveillance on me.” Sarah was quiet for a second.
“Chuck, I need to go,” she said.
“Sarah, there is one thing I need to know,” Chuck said. Sarah took a deep breath. She knew what was coming. She knew she had to let him in if she was going down this road with him, and make no mistake she was going down this road, it just scared her. Scared her so badly.
“What is it, Chuck?” she asked, as many nerves pushed out of her voice as possible.
“Jenny,” he began, she swallowed. “Is that with an ‘I’ or a ‘Y’?” Sarah chuckled. Every time she thought she had Chuck Bartowski figured out, he went and changed things.
“‘Y,’ she said softly. “Of all the things that’s what you needed to know?”
“What can I say,” he began. “Sarah doesn’t talk much about Jenny and her time in…I don’t even know where you were Jenny at.”
“San Diego,” she said softly.
“You didn’t have to tell me,” he began.
“I want to,” she insisted.
“Sarah, you tell me as much or as little when you want,” Chuck said. “I already know all I need to know.” Sarah grinned.
“I think I’m going to really enjoy my new job,” she said.
“Signed the paperwork yet?” he asked.
“I need to make a few phone calls and get some clarifications on some things before I do,” she replied. “You obviously haven’t quit the Buy More yet.”
“Well, let’s be honest, I could just not show up for a month and there’s a good chance no one would really notice,” he replied.
“You don’t give yourself enough credit,” Sarah replied. “That place would fall apart without you. I need to go. Bye, Chuck.”
“Bye, Sarah.” With that, Sarah hung up, went downstairs, and pushed the button to contact Beckman. After a few moments, Beckman appeared on the screen, and she looked at her watch.
“I’m going to have to have a long talk with Casey,” Beckman said. “He was only a few minutes off with how long it took you to contact me.”
“He’s behind all of this, isn’t he?” Sarah asked. Beckman pursed her lips, and decided what the hell.
“Agent Walker,” she began. “We are intelligence agencies, we’re not stupid.” Sarah crossed her arms, looked away, and couldn’t help but grin.
“Well, he was right,” Sarah muttered. She looked up and saw Beckman’s grin. “Chuck always wondered if you didn’t think something was up. I’ve done nothing unprofessional, General.” Beckman stared at her.
“Sarah, why the hell not?” Beckman asked.
“General!” she exclaimed, shocked.
“It’s Diane, Sarah,” she said, sighing. “Listen, I know you know the stories about me in Berlin.” Sarah grinned. Beckman couldn’t help herself and did the same thing. “Roan and I sat the world on fire, and we walked away from it all, because of the greater good. As much as he is a pain in my ass, Bartowski is right. What about your greater good? I’ve seen your records, everything that Graham had you do. Sarah, this is your chance.”
“No kill order, no termination order?” she asked. Beckman shook her head.
“No, Sarah, that was a mistake,” Beckman said.
“Mistake?” Sarah asked her eyebrows up. Beckman realized then that Sarah didn’t know.
“Casey was ordered to when the new intersect went online,” Beckman explained. “I don’t think he would have though.” Sarah stood there. “Sarah, you have to understand something, they are building a new intersect, they are going to try and put it in an agent, and that’s why your job is permanent, so Chuck isn’t terminated. You have to protect him for the rest of his life.” Sarah couldn’t stop the grin.
“I can’t believe I’m asking this, but can’t you put some skills or something in the updates Chuck gets?” Sarah asked. Beckman sighed.
“Then they’d want him to be a full agent,” Beckman explained.
“Chuck should never be an agent, or have a red test, but the skills would protect him and the intersect,” she countered. Beckman thought for a second.
“That has a lot of merit,” she said. “I’m not promising anything, but it also might not be a bad idea for you and Casey to train Chuck.” Sarah nodded, she looked around, and groaned at herself.
“I’ve been around Chuck too long, but, what about this place?” Sarah asked. Beckman dug through her papers, and did a double take.
“A dance club,” she said, looking at Sarah, a little stunned. Sarah looked around.
“I can see it,” she said. “So, a new building with a medical clinic, and Chuck’s security company, and a new place to live. Anything I have missed?” Beckman smiled.
“You obviously haven’t got all the way through the orders, but you are now in charge of Team Bartowski,” she said. Sarah’s mouth dropped. “And, the security company, it’s all Chuck’s.”
“Diane,” she began, but couldn’t. Beckman shook her head.
“I’ve made a lot of mistakes, you two deserve a chance, but it won’t be easy,” she said. “You are going to have to open up, and realize he isn’t perfect.”
“What do you mean?” Sarah asked. Beckman stared at her.
“Sarah, he makes mistakes, you are worthy of him. CIA psyops 101, find someone so down on themselves and convert them to a machine. Destroy their humanity and self-worth.” Sarah sighed. Before she met Chuck she wouldn’t have thought that was true about herself, since knowing him, she knew it was the gospel.
“You need to also realize he thinks he’s not worthy of you,” Beckman said. Sarah looked confused. “Sarah, he’s a nerd, he’s been rejected and broken at every turn, and he thinks you’d rather be with someone more like yourself…a spy.”
“Psyops 101?” Sarah asked. Beckman nodded. “So, how do I convince him?” Beckman leaned forward.
“Talk to him,” she said, grinning. “Earlier was the perfect example, you two both were so busy trying to protect the other, you didn’t really know what the other wanted, or thought they wanted.” Sarah nodded. “Plus, it would be beneficial in the field if you two weren’t bickering all the time.” Sarah started to say something. “Casey,” Beckman said, and Sarah shut her mouth. “Remember you are in charge of this op, so if you think someone else needs to be read in, then you have my okay, as long as there is a reasonable explanation. If I know Chuck, he’s going to want the bearded one, I think it’s a bad idea, but I did say you could handle things however you see fit.” She paused, studied Sarah for a moment, and continued. “Sarah what you are about to do is something that is hardly ever done, something rarely condoned by the intelligence community, and has every chance of blowing up in all of our faces…but it’s about damn time.” Beckman smiled, and cut the feed. Sarah grinned, looked around, and felt like celebrating. Maybe she should call Ellie…she had to tell Ellie…everything…Sarah didn’t feel like celebrating any more.
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“What did you do to Blondie this time?” Lester asked Chuck who had his head down working on a phone. Chuck lifted his head up.
“I’m really not sure what your talking about.” Chuck said.
“Move it, Lester,” Sarah said, having found Chuck. Lester grinned.
“He made you mad, didn’t he?” Lester asked. Sarah looked at Chuck who shrugged with “you gotta do what you gotta do” look. She gave him a, “you sure?” look, and it was on. “You now the best way to make him mad?” Sarah grinned like a possessed succubus.
“Take one of his coworkers right in front of him?” she asked, slamming Lester up against the desk, and pinning him there with her body. Chuck looked on, amused. “I don’t think this is enough, Lester. I think we’re going to have to make love right here.”
“Oh, look, someone needs me for an install. Now! I’m so sorry!” Lester said, having slipped her grip, (honestly, Sarah let him) and ran away.
“Now do Chuck that way,” Jeff said. Sarah shrugged, grabbed Chuck by his tie, and dragged him across the desk, and planted one on him. “Wow!” Jeff hip bumped Sarah out of the way, grabbed Chuck’s tie, and leaned in to kiss him, before Lester showed up, and pulled Jeff away. The two power walked away Lester reminding Jeff he was into girls, and they had sales to make. Chuck looked terrified.
“I think I owe my life to Lester,” Chuck said.
“You definitely weren’t kissing me again until multiple tests were run,” Sarah replied. Chuck looked at her, thought about what she said, and grinned. She grinned and leaned across the desk close to him. “You know what would get you all sorts of kisses?”
“No, what’s that?” he asked, leaning in, not paying attention.
“For you to tell Ellie about what’s been going on for the past two years,” she said, her lips millimeters away from him. Chuck shot backwards, his face pale, him shaking his head.
“No, no, no, no, no,” Chuck said. “You have to help me with this, Sarah. She’ll kill me.”
“She won’t kill you,” Sarah said.
“Then you do it!”
“Oh, there is no way I’m doing it by myself,” Sarah said. Casey walked by, hearing that line, turned, gave them a look, grunted, and walked on.
“Is that all he thinks we talk about?” Chuck asked.
“We go out of our way to not talk about it,” Sarah replied.
“Right, that’s our thing, not talking about our thing,” Chuck said.
“You followed all that just came out of your mouth?” Sarah asked, grinning.
“Not even close,” Chuck replied. “We need to go tell Ellie.”
“Come on,” Sarah said.
“I have work,” he replied. Sarah grinned at him.
“What are they going to do, fire you?” she asked. Morgan came up to the two.
“Notice anything weird?” Morgan asked. Sarah looked around.
“Yeah, things are selling like crazy,” Sarah said. Morgan smiled.
“The new sales policy is to sale an item for whatever someone will give them for it,” Morgan said. Chuck’s eyebrows went up.
“This is going to go so bad,” Chuck said.
“That’s the beauty of it,” Morgan said, and wandered off. Chuck turned to see the confused expression on Sarah’s face.
“You do know Lester is in charge and the assistant manager now, right?” Chuck asked. Sarah grinned.
“Hey, Lester,” she yelled. Lester looked terrified. “I’m taking Chuck for the rest of the day.”
“Go home, Bartowski,” Lester yelled.
“Sarah would like to thank you,” Chuck yelled back. Lester scampered away. Chuck turned to Sarah. “I think he’s scared of you.”
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“So let me get this right, you’re a spy,” Ellie said to Sarah. “You’re an analyst that has a computer thingy in his head because of Bryce Larkin, and you’re moving in together across the courtyard.”
“Yes,” Chuck said, currently hiding behind Sarah. She was supposed to protect him after all. They had told Ellie and Awesome everything, after they signed all the NDAs. She hadn’t yelled…yet. She hadn’t squealed…yet. She hadn’t done anything…yet.
“Okay, Chuck quit hiding behind Sarah, I’m not going to hurt you.” Sarah gave him a look that said, “I told you so.” He gave one back of, “You’re supposed to protect me.” She rolled her eyes. “So they want me to work on the…Intersect?” Sarah nodded. “Because of my time in neurology?” Sarah shrugged.
“I guess,” she said. “I’m not 100% sure about that part, Ellie. The general will explain it more. Here is what they are offering you, and here is what they are offering you, Devon.” They both took their compensation packages, looked at the numbers, then at each other, and then at Sarah.
“We’re not going in the field, right?” Ellie asked. Sarah shook her head, grinning. Devon held out a pen to her. She signed and then so did Devon.
“Awesome!” he said. “Now I get to be a spy doctor. I’ve always wanted to.” Ellie looked at Chuck and Sarah with sadness in her eyes.
“We’ll talk about the danger you two are in later, because we need to have that conversation,” Ellie began. Sarah grabbed Chuck before he could hide behind her again. “I guess I get now why you two always said it’s complicated.” Chuck nodded. Tears began to flow down her cheeks. Devon looked at Chuck, confused. Chuck sat down beside Ellie and put an arm around her. “I was going to ask you to be a bridesmaid, but I see now that would be silly.” Sarah’s face fell. Chuck turned to Sarah, and then back to Ellie.
“Uh, Ellie, Sarah is still your friend,” Chuck said. Ellie shook her head.
“Sarah, explain to Chuck how it’s not real,” Ellie said. “Please, tell him before he falls any further in love with you. I’m trying really hard not to be mad at you, but he’s going to get his heart broken.” Sarah pulled on Chuck, and he stood up, she moved him out of the way and sat down in front of the force that was Ellie Bartowski.
“Ellie,” she said, her voice close to breaking. “I don’t think you understand.” Ellie looked up at her, confused. “Do you think what I told you is normal SOP? Do you think spies are given permanent assignments like this at random?”
“Well, I don’t really know,” Ellie began. Sarah smiled and nodded.
“Ellie, this happened because of the Bartowskis,” she said. Ellie looked at Chuck then back to Sarah. “Not just Chuck, but you as well, Ellie. You should have been an interrogator. See it wasn’t enough that Chuck wormed his way into my heart and worked on removing walls I had built for years, but his sister, who is my friend, prodded, asked questions, and snuck her way into my heart as well. You see, Ellie, I am compromised, not just by Chuck Bartowski, but by Ellie Bartowski, and Devon Wodocomb for that matter.” Devon grinned at her. Ellie started to smile. Her face was tear-stained, but the smile was starting to grow. “You three have completely compromised me, and I will do everything within my power to protect you three. And, if the offer is still there, I would love to be a bridesmaid.”
“Really?” Ellie asked. Sarah grinned and nodded. Ellie looked from Chuck to Sarah.
“You have your own apartment across the courtyard?” she asked. Chuck gulped, he tried to touch Sarah’s shoulder to get her to stand up, and move back, but she slapped at his hand. Outside, John was coming home from his shift, and noticed everyone was gathered in the Bartowski apartment. Feeling like the fat kid who got picked last, he opened the door of his apartment and put on the headphones to listen in on what was going on.
“Yes, Ellie, we are moving in together,” Sarah said. “It’s for the cover, but, what we do there is our business.” Chuck took another step back, knowing what was coming.
“You two,” she said, pointing at both of them. “You’re for real?” Sarah reached back to take Chuck’s hand but realized he was quite a bit away she gave him a look, and he came forward to take it. Sarah turned back to Ellie.
“Yes, we’re for real,” she answered. Ellie popped up off the couch. Sarah did the same a little startled. Ellie sprung forward catching both of them in a bear hug, squealing at a high decibel. John, who had sat down in a kitchen chair to listen, flipped over from the noise, knocking off the headphone. Chuck swore window panes rattled.
“Black Canary’s got nothing on you, Ellie,” Chuck said.
“I thought she was blonde,” Sarah chocked out from being bear hugged. Chuck stared at her, mouth agape. Sarah winked a him. “Ellie, you’re killing us.” Ellie let go, and backed up, her smile about to break her face.
“You don’t know how happy you made me,” she said. Sarah smiled.
“Good, because I have another job for you,” Sarah said. Ellie nodded. She looked at Chuck, and sighed. “I’ve given this a lot of thought, and you know every player who knows about Chuck’s life now.” Ellie shut her eyes.
“We have to tell Morgan,” she said. Chuck started to protest, and Ellie held up her hand. “Chuck, you know how he’s going to be.”
“But, what can he do, because you know he’s going to want to be with all of us,” Sarah said. Chuck and Ellie shared a look.
“You know, he’s a tactician at heart,” Chuck began. Ellie nodded. “If a game gives him a problem, he works out the solution, literally. He’d be great at logistics.”
“The bearded gnome?” Casey growled. “At least I won’t have to listen to surveillance.”
Back at the Bartowski apartment Sarah thought everything had been worked out.
“I guess we ought to go check on Casey,” Sarah said. Chuck was shaking his head no, but she didn’t catch it.
“What’s wrong with John?” Ellie asked. Sarah chuckled.
“Well, that squeal you let out, may have burst his ear drums if he was listening in on surveillance,” Sarah said. Ellie’s face became enraged. John threw down his headset, ran to the door, opened it, and sprinted across the courtyard to his Crown Vic just as Ellie opened the door.
“I know where you live, Casey!!” Ellie screamed.
“Chuck me!” Casey muttered to himself as he drove away.
A/N: Before you yell Beckman is out of character, think about the Beckman we knew by the end. She loved those two in her own way just like Casey. I have the darndest feeling that Beckman learned all sorts of shaddy stuff about Graham. We also know she lost a love life to her job. Is it out of character? We’ll never know because she was never put in that situation.
Some of you have pointed out that Ellie keeps dying in my fanfics, well she’s not in this one! And I love Ellie and Sarah Lancaster, this is going to be fun. Again, I don’t know how long this goes, but, as long as it’s fun, we’ll see. Til next time!
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