Chapter 6
A/N: It’s the Jill episodes, le sigh…There are mixed feelings on Jill…mostly to the degree in which the readers hate the character…I’ve decided on my own unique way of torture…I hope you like it. Of course, at some point we have the big bad of…Leader…(I swear someone wrote that in the script to hold a place for a name, and forgot to correct it. It’s the only thing that makes sense.) Time for my spin on this. Today’s song, is really the only one I can think of to best describe Chuck and Jill from his perspective, because without Jill, Chuck may have never been in the position to meet Sarah, but he did. I think this will be fun, at least I’ll laugh…Ch 6, What Goes Around Comes Around.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Chuck but I do listen to Beyonce…and you know you do to….There was a time I thought you did everything right…No lies, no wrong Girl, I must’ve been outta my mind….
“Guy LeFleur-” Casey began.
“Casey, I flashed, I know he’s a research scientist,” Chuck said.
“Did you know MI6 thinks he developed a bioweapon?” Casey said, giving Chuck a look. Chuck turned to Sarah.
“I know secretly you’re pleased you can officially kick Jill’s ass,” Chuck said. Sarah didn’t answer, but she looked quite amused and pleased.
“We don’t know officially yet, Mr. Bartowski,” Beckman said, the monitor kicking on. “We need to find out if she’s involved.”
“General, before we start some-” Chuck began.
“Chuck, I’m not going to order you to seduce her, don’t worry. I realize what a disaster that would be long term for this team. You’re not an agent, you don’t know how to deal with that, and I also realized what it would do to you if we asked Agent Walker to conduct seduction missions, hence that’s why she is not doing them anymore,” Beckman said. Chuck blinked a few times, stunned. “I’m a General, Chuck, I realize having you do something like that would only hurt this team, and your long term wellbeing is more important than the short term goals of a mission. That also means I might have to make an addition to this team at some point, but that is a conversation Agent Walker and I need to have. For now though, we do need to find out if Jill is involved, so brainstorm since you know Jill best and let me know whatever ideas you have.” With that the monitor shut off. Chuck blinked again, still stunned. He noticed Sarah was quite pleased.
“Thank God,” Casey muttered. “No lady feelings on this one.”
“What, Casey, you think she stole my confidence, my mojo?” Chuck asked.
“I don’t think you had any to steal,” Casey replied.
“I was on my way,” Chuck retorted. “And then she slept with Bryce.”
“Who hasn’t,” Casey said. Chuck started to retort.
“Chuck has plenty of mojo, and we all make mistakes,” Sarah said, cutting off Chuck before this turned ugly. “Now, we did say something about coffee with her.”
“Yeah, but what good will that do?” Chuck asked. “We need someone to get close and bug her so I can listen in and maybe flash or catch her doing something incriminating.”
“You could just go out with her, saying you and Sarah are having…issues, and I’ll bug her room, but as for slipping one in her purse or something…” Casey trailed off, grinning.
“Casey, I am in charge of this project now, and we are NOT doing that,” Sarah replied.
“Afraid he’ll find his mojo?” Casey asked.
“Wait, Sarah what would you do if you couldn’t come between a mark and his significant other?” Chuck asked. Sarah just stared at him. Chuck gulped. “Okay, what would other agents do who couldn’t split the mark from his significant other?”
“Nice save,” Casey grunted. Chuck looked a hair sheepish.
“Well, I’d go after the best friend or someone close,” Sarah said.
“Would other bad guys do the same thing?” Chuck asked. Casey looked at him. “What, I’m trying.”
“No,” Casey said, a little surprised. “I think I get where you’re going, and I think not only do I like it, but its good spy work.” Chuck smiled.
“Really, I did something right?” Chuck asked.
“Even a blind squirrel finds a nut, Bartowski,” Casey said. “Go get him, it’s time.” Chuck leaped up, happy, and took off.
“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing John Casey,” Sarah said.
“What?” Casey replied.
“Last mission asking me if Chuck could figure it out, pushing him today, letting him get his best friend involved, you John Casey are being Bartowskified,” she said, grinning.
“Walker, you used to be a good spy,” Casey said. “And then you met him, and he’s changed you.” Sarah got up and headed upstairs to join Chuck.
“He changed you too, Casey,” she said leaving. Casey never replied until after she left.
“Yeah, and we’re both better for it,” he grumbled, a slight grin on his face.
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Jill’s hotel
Jill’s phone buzzed and she looked down. It was a text from Chuck.
C: Hey, can I ask you something? It’s a little weird.
J: You can ask me anything.
C: What did you like most about me, I don’t me physically, I mean my traits.
J: Well, it was your infectious enthusiasm, your ability to make me smile, and just caring about people.
C: Are you seeing anyone?
J: No, Chuck, what are you asking me?
C: You trust me?
J: Of course.
C: Can we meet for dinner tonight?
J: I’d love that.
C: I’ll reserve a table and send you the deets in a bit. Thanks Jill
J: Everything alright with you and Sandy?
C: It’s Sarah, and this is about you.
J: See you then, Chuck.
}o{
Jill was sitting at the table waiting for Chuck to arrive. She saw him come in, dressed in a suit and tie. He was absolutely dashing. Jill was beaming at him, and then the smile fell just a hair when she saw Sarah with him. She looked at Chuck, and that’s when she noticed the short bearded man that was also with him.
“Hey, Jill,” Chuck said, hitting her with the full Bartowski smile. “You remember my friend Morgan, I think you two could become an item if you give him a chance.” Jill held her smile, and just sat there, stunned. Sarah was so glad Jill wasn’t paying attention to Sarah’s face, because all her spy training couldn’t keep her lips from quivering, fighting the smile/laugh that was trying to force it’s way out.
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Earlier, Castle.
“This is so COOL!” Morgan yelled. Sarah looked at Chuck.
“Admit it,” Chuck said softly, “It’s going better than you thought.” Sarah shrugged, but grinned at Chuck.
“So who’s in charge?” Morgan asked. “I’m assuming it’s you, right big guy,” he said to Casey. Casey gave an amused grunt. Morgan quickly turned to Sarah. “No offense to you, he’s just older and more experienced, and big…have you seen the guns on this guy.”
“He is certainly older than I am,” Sarah said. Casey just glared at them.
“I get it, she’s the beauty, you’re the brain, Chuck, and big guy here, he’s the brawn,” Morgan said, pleased with himself. Chuck put his head in his hand.
“Okay, we need to nip this in the bud,” Chuck said. “I need you both to give him the same look when I do something stupid and you have to explain it to Beckman.” Sarah gave Chuck an amused look. “Trust me, he needs this.” She shrugged, and both of them hit Morgan with their glares. Morgan looked back and forth, trying to find a safe space, and finally he stared at Casey.
“Sorry, Big Guy,” Morgan said. “She’s scary.” Casey gave an agreeable grunt.
“So you and Anna…” Chuck asked. Morgan shrugged.
“Things…we’re on again off again…” he said. “And right now we’re off. So whatever I need to do, I can do it.” Casey and Chuck looked at each other, realizing this might be going down a road that no one really wanted to see happen.
“No one expects, or thinks, she’ll want to sleep with you,” Casey said.
“She may not have a choice in the matter, not when I hit her with the Grimes,” Morgan said. Casey gave Chuck a look, and Chuck gave a small, quick headshake.
“Morgan, here’s the thing,” Chuck began. “You need not to try to seduce her, because we need to see if she’s going to try to seduce you.”
“Why wouldn’t she?” Morgan asked.
“She doesn’t like you, Morgan,” Chuck said gently.
“Oh,” Morgan said.
“And that’s one of the many reasons, I am glad she broke up with me, because if she doesn’t like my friends, then she doesn’t really like me, you know,” Chuck said. Morgan smiled at him.
“That and she slept with Larkin,” Casey said, getting a glare from Sarah.
“It starting to sound like you’re jealous, Casey,” Chuck said. Casey glared at Chuck.
“So if she’s trying to seduce me, then she’s up to something?” Morgan asked.
“Right, now don’t have sex with her,” Chuck said.
“But Chuck, for my country…I have no choice,” Morgan said.
“Dude, how long have you and Anna been on the outs?” Chuck asked.
“You don’t want to know,” Morgan grumbled.
“This may be a bad idea,” Chuck said to Casey and Sarah.
“No, I can do this, Chuck,” Morgan said. “I can play hard to get, and then, when she tries to get it, not let…I have no idea where I’m going with this,” Morgan said.
“No one is shocked, numbnuts,” Casey said.
“Casey, lay off Morgan,” Sarah blurted out. “He’s trying to help us here, and you need to tone it down.” She turned to Morgan. “You don’t have to go that far with her, it’s your choice, but you probably shouldn’t.”
“She might have some disease?” Morgan asked.
“She was with Larkin, it’s a good bet,” Casey muttered.
“Seriously, some unrequited love there?” Chuck asked. Casey glared.
“Morgan, you don’t care for her, you don’t love her, you don’t even like her, she doesn’t deserve you,” Sarah said. “You, Morgan Grimes, are too good for her. Morgan turned to Chuck.
“Dude, I so approve, I will gladly be her best-friend-in-law,” Morgan said. Sarah grinned.
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Now
“So you set me up on a blind date?” Jill asked, trying her best to smile.
“I told him it was a bad idea,” Morgan said. Chuck grabbed a glass of water and took a drink. He had a bad feeling about this.
“Why, you’re a great guy,” Jill said.
“Jill, you’re not a nice person,” Morgan said, and got up and walked out. Chuck’s eyebrows about shot off of his face. Sarah looked at Chuck, stunned.
“Uh, I’m a,” Chuck sputtered.
“He’s right,” Jill said, swallowing. “Let me go talk to him, I made some bad decisions in my life,” and with that she got up and followed Morgan. Sarah looked at Chuck.
“You are done, feeling sorry for yourself about her dumping you, right?” Sarah asked.
“I must be,” Chuck admitted. “In the past after a comment like that, there would have been a good 15 minutes of self-indulgence, but now all I can think about is how happy I am she did what she did to me, otherwise I would never meet the wonder that is Sarah Walker.”
“Can you two do lady feelings later, Morgan is trying to work,” Casey said over the ear wig. “What in the hell did I just say?” Casey asked, realizing the incredulous situation. Outside, Jill caught up with Morgan.
“Morgan, wait,” Jill said.
“Why should I, Jill?” Morgan asked. “You broke him, you kicked him when he was down, you tore out his soul, you hurt him like he’s never been hurt before, I’m surprised he will ever be able to feel love again.”
“Bit overboard there, Buddy,” Chuck mumbled, hearing it through the ear-wig.
“And that’s your best friend,” Casey said, agreeing.
“You’re absolutely right,” Jill replied.
“I don’t like this,” Chuck mumbled.
“Me either,” Sarah agreed.
“I hurt him, and it cost me the greatest guy in the world, that apparently I’m never getting back,” Jill said.
“No, you’re not,” Morgan replied. “Sarah loves him, sure she won’t admit it yet, but she protects him, cares for him, will do anything for him…Jill if she had been there when he was accused of cheating, she would have fought the entire administration, and then if he still had been accused, she would have left there, taking him with her, and protected him, because she realized who she has, and appreciates him.” Chuck looked over at Sarah, who was blushing like mad.
“I think he approves,” Chuck whispered. Sarah didn’t say anything, but scooted into Chuck more.
“Jill, you lost the best thing you ever had,” Morgan said.
“I know,” she whispered, and started to lightly cry. “I’ve been pretty much alone ever since. All I wanted was someone kind like him, like you.”
“Guys, I really don’t like this,” Chuck mumbled. “Sarah remembered when I said something about a biochemical weapon this morning?” She nodded.
“Chuck me,” Casey muttered.
“What are you saying, Jill?” Morgan asked.
“I’m saying I don’t have anyone in my life, I don’t have anyone that would do for me what Sandy does for Chuck, what you do for Chuck,” Jill began.
“It’s Sarah,” Morgan interjected.
“I’ve lost everyone important in my life, and it all stems from that moment, where I messed up, where I made the worst mistake of my life,” Jill said.
“Tears,” Sarah muttered.
“Wha?” Chuck said.
“She’s about to cry,” Sarah said. Chuck just looked at her.
“Don’t cry, Jill,” Morgan said. Chuck just looked at Sarah, amazed. Chuck could hear the crying getting louder, and Morgan wasn’t sure what to do.
“He’s going to hold her,” Sarah said.
“How do you know?” Chuck asked.
“Because he’s a good guy and that’s what good guys do,” Sarah responded. Morgan tried to pat her shoulder comfortingly, but Jill fell into him and sobbed uncontrollably.
“I’m all alone,” Jill cried out. Sarah held up a finger as if to say, “wait for it.”
“I’m here, Jill,” Morgan said, as Sarah brought her finger down to make a point.
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The next morning, Sarah woke up in her bed in her new apartment, and she was alone. She got up, unhappy, and found Chuck in the kitchen, staring off into space.
“What’s wrong?” she asked. He sighed and shrugged.
“I’m free of the Buy More, but we can’t start at Carmichael Solutions yet because of Jill, and that irritates me,” Chuck said. “How could I be so wrong about her? She’s clearly doing something, because she couldn’t STAND Morgan before.”
“Chuck, don’t let this life change you,” Sarah began. Chuck shook his head.
“Sarah, in ten minutes she went from hating Morgan to crying on his shoulder,” Chuck said. “I’m dense when it comes to women, but not that dense.” Sarah gave him an amused look. “Tell me I’m not that dense,” he said, a slight panic sitting in. She shrugged and walked off. He followed her to the bedroom. “I am that dense, aren’t I?” Sarah grinned, grabbed him by the shoulders, and tossed him on the bed.
“It’s okay, I like you a little dense,” she said.
“I think I heard that noise again,” Chuck said, seeing the look on her face. “Oh, boy.”
}o{
“And Emmet has them taking a CPR test,” Morgan said as Chuck opened the van door later. “Oh, Chuck, Sarah, good to see you two.” Chuck and Sarah shared a look. There was sizzling shrimp in the van, music going, and John and Morgan sharing coffee.
“Are you as weirded out by this as I am?” Chuck asked, leaning over to Sarah and talking softly.
“More,” she answered the same way. They both climbed in and shut the door.
“Sitrep,” Morgan began. “Carmichael Solutions is undergoing it’s final renovations and should be ready for us in a day or two. Jill went to her room last night, alone. She has text me several times today, and has invited me to come to her presentation.” Casey grunted as if to say, “good job.”
“You know, Casey, with Morgan involved, it might make sense for him to be in the complex with us,” Chuck said with a grin on his face. Casey looked at Chuck.
“That’s not a bad idea,” Morgan said. “I can move into your place tomorrow!”
“I’m afraid not, Buddy,” Chuck said, as sorrowful as he could. “What kind of cover would we really have if Sarah and I started living together and suddenly you moved in?” Casey grunted in agreement. Sarah grinned knowing what Chuck was about to do. “In fact, the thing that would make the most sense is if you moved in with Casey.” Casey nodded, and then whipped his head toward Chuck, shock covering his face. Chuck just shrugged trying to keep his face neutral. “It’s just a suggestion. Maybe you should bring it up to Beckman, Sarah.” Casey shook his no, quickly and intensely.
“I don’t know, Casey-” Sarah began.
“Sarah,” Chuck said flashing at one of the monitors. “That’s an assassin, code name Wolf Den!”
“Stay in the van, Chuck!” Sarah yelled, her and Casey running.
“That includes you, Buddy,” Chuck said to Morgan.
“Wolf Den, that’s a really cool name,” Morgan said. Chuck had to agree, suddenly there was a crash on top of the van. The two exchanged a look.
“Uh, guys,” Chuck said into coms. “I don’t think you have to hurry.”
“Why’s that, Chuck?” Sarah asked.
“It appears Guy checked out early,” he said as the man in question slid down the windshield.
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Chuck wondered if they’d ever get moved over to Carmichael Solutions. It seemed like everything was popping up to stop them from moving. The conference ended up not being as bad as Chuck feared. It was obvious after Casey had blindfolded Jill and brought her to Castle for questioning, that the biochemical weapon was going to be used at the conference. After everyone going back and forth about who should give Jill’s presentation, Chuck had a simple solution; he’d stand at the door and flash on whoever came through. Wolf Den was caught quickly.
The whole team thought Jill was guilty of something, and Morgan volunteered to continue his dates. He told Jill he wanted to go slow, that she had to earn his trust. She agreed, and Casey said he would monitor his dates at all times. Chuck and Sarah kept quiet about the strange relationship that was growing between the two. Morgan pulled Chuck to the side that evening before his date with Jill.
“Hey, so since you all are spies, how say, low of a crime are you willing to report?” Morgan asked.
“What did you do?” Chuck asked.
“Man, I couldn’t help it,” Morgan said.
“Morgan,” Chuck almost growled. “Are we talking Canada’s greatest export?”
“Shania Twain is up there,” Morgan said. Chuck just stared at him. “Okay, yes, I got the Q-36 game copier.” Chuck hung his head.
“Keep it on the downlow,” Chuck said.
“Dude, it’s me,” Morgan replied.
“I know, that’s why I said that,” Chuck replied.
“Bartowski, get home to change,” Casey growled. “You’ve got a mission. Grimes, your date is canceled, you’re in the van with me.”
“Casey,” Morgan began. Casey stared at him. “What kind of flowers do you suggest when breaking a date?” Casey continued to stare.
“Stargazer Lilies have an amazing scent, but are toxic to cats. If you go roses, do orange, it’s the color of attraction, or purple, it means magic,” he said and walked off. Chuck just blinked.
“What the hell was that?” Morgan asked. Chuck shook his head. He left Castle, for what he hoped would be the last time, and drove home. He opened the door, walked in, and began to talk.
“Sarah, you won’t believe what just happened,” he said, as he did a double take. There was Sarah in a tight red dress, fishnet stockings, and knee high leather boots. Chuck just stared.
“You okay?” she asked, after she winked. Chuck just stood there and she headed toward him. “Did I break you?” she asked, grinning.
“I love our new apartment,” he muttered.
}o{
“Casey, is something wrong,” Beckman asked, trying to stop the smirk. Casey looked over at Chuck and Sarah, who looked like drown rats.
“General, I’ve served my country with honor, but I don’t know if I can do this anymore,” he said.
“Have we done something, Casey?” Sarah asked.
“Look, I know they have a relationship, one I was a part of putting together, but this is too much,” Casey said. Sarah and Chuck exchanged a look. “The amount of sex they are having on missions is ridiculous!”
“What?!” Sarah and Chuck said together.
“You were doing it in the vents!” Casey said, shaking his head.
“What are you talking about?” Chuck asked. “I was trying to figure out how much time we had to find the information, so Sarah and I did try to do the math of how long Carmichael would need.”
“What about all the positions you were discussing?” Casey asked.
“He was stuck and trying to figure out how to get through,” Sarah said.
“What about the shower?” Casey asked. They both shared a guilty look.
“I’m not saying we had sex,” Chuck began, turning pink. “And I was naked, because of the toxin.”
“High-C,” Casey reminded him.
“We didn’t know at the time,” Sarah said.
“Right, and there I was thinking I was going to die, and my girlfriend was there,” Chuck paused realized what he was saying. Beckman was grinning. “I mean cover,” he said and saw Sarah looking at him, shaking her head no. “My girlfriend,” he said, holding his head high and looking Casey right in the eye. “What would you have done?”
“All I know is I need brain bleach to scrub that out of my mind,” Casey replied.
“Well, I’m not exactly comfortable how you saw me if it makes you feel any better,” Chuck replied.
“It is a common spy problem,” Sarah said. Casey just looked at her, and grunted, agreeing with her.
“Is it really that common of a problem?” Chuck asked.
“More than you want to know, Mr. Bartowski,” Beckman replied. “Talk to Miss Roberts, see if you can figure out what the box means,” she said, starting to disconnect, but she paused. “Major, maybe you should knock next time, just to be safe.”
“I swear she was laughing when she signed off,” Chuck said. Casey left grumbling. Chuck turned to Sarah. “Sorry about…well, that,” he said to her. She grinned at him.
“Come on,” she said. “Let’s go home and I’ll tell you about other common spy problems.” She paused. “Chuck, never be sorry for wanting to be with me in what you think are your dying moments.”
“That’s good, because I’m pretty sure you’re going to be the death of me some day,” Chuck said, grinning as they left.
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Jill’s hotel
“No,” Jill said into the phone. “I’ll do it, but seriously do you know what you’re asking me to do? Ugh, yes, I’ll take Morgan away for the weekend. When this is over, I’m out. Do you understand?” Jill hung up, open up the gallery on her phone, and looked at Chuck. “Soon, Chuck. Soon.”
A/N: I think someone, somewhere, did a Carmichael Solutions, so if they did, I’m not trying to steal, I just REALLY like that name. Imagine a General thinking long term….wow…what a concept….Thank God you blew it, Thank God I dodged the bullet, I’m so over you, so baby, good looking out…Still fun! Til next time!
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