Title: Chuck vs. The Sick Girlfriend
Summary: Chuck has to seduce a woman on a mission. Sarah is home sick. Neither of which is good news for Chuck
Spoilers: Everything through Chuck vs. the Role Models.
AN: This is my first attempt at writing a multi-story fic. I have written a some other one-shot fics which haven't gotten reviewed. Please R&R Thanks.
Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck.
Chapter 1: The Mission
She really hated Morgan Grimes. Sure, he was Chuck's best friend and was proving to be pretty adequate spy in training. Still he just rubbed her the wrong way on good days. He could be really competitive with Chuck's time. There were times that he actually was affronted that Chuck would rather spend time with his girlfriend having sex than playing video games. That was just idiotic to Sarah. Of course, she still hadn't dealt with the 'Barstow incident'. Only because it was a personal favor for Chuck. He had let it slip out while they were on the train in France. She was furious. She couldn't help thinking that Chuck and her could have been having sex almost a year ago if it wasn't for Morgan. If they had sex back then none of what happened these past few months would have happened. She was prepared to go after Morgan but Chuck had asked nicely and he did that thing with his tongue that she really liked. There was no way she could say no. Of course, she was still bothered by Morgan actually borrowing Chuck's condom from his wallet without asking. That just crossed so many weird boundaries in Sarah's mind.
However, what was really bothering Sarah at the moment was his obsession with the air conditioning. He kept the apartment so cold that Sarah thought she was back in the Wienerlicious's walk-in refrigerator. When she confronted him about it, Morgan mumbled something about not wasting energy turning it up and down. He also said something about her wearing thicker clothing if she was too cold. He then got this weird look in his eyes and walk back to his room, which was really weird since he been getting ready to go to the Buy More. His flippant remark about wearing more clothes really pissed her off. She didn't want to wear more clothes. If she had her way, clothes would be banned in the apartment when it was just her and Chuck. It was more convenient that way. Chuck didn't like the number of shirts she had ripped. It was not her fault that he wore way too many button up shirts. He was insistant on buttoning so many buttons. She saw nothing wrong with him showing a little bit of chest.
Unfortunately, Morgan lived in the apartment with them so they couldn't be nude all the time. Damn, Chuck and his shyness. She thought about asking Casey to let Morgan live with him. They seemed to be getting along better these days. Of course, she didn't think that Casey would do her any favors at the moment. She still didn't know what he was so bent out of shape for. It's not like they set out to do what they did. Chuck had decided that he was going to help Sarah experience things that she never got to experience as teenager. He explained it was a great tradition for teenagers to make out in the backseat of their parents' car. Since the Nerd Herder was a company car and the Porsche was not an option, there was only one logical choice. Okay, they got a little carried away but Sarah offered to have the Vic reupholstered. Casey wanting them to get him a whole new car was just asinine. Of course, she could still ask especially now. Morgan's damn obsession with a freezing apartment had gotten her sick. It was all Morgan's fault. She had come in from an early morning run to find Morgan already gone. Which meant Chuck and her had the apartment all to themselves for the morning with Chuck having the whole morning off. She tried to take a quick shower before Chuck woke. She made sure not to properly dry herself off. She loved the expression on his face when she was soaking wet. She got out of the shower and could hear him in the kitchen. When she came out in nothing but a towel still dripping wet from the shower, Chuck's expression didn't disappoint. That was a real fun morning.
The wet hair and the freezing apartment led to a sick Sarah. She couldn't remember the last time she was sick. Now, she was sitting in Castle waiting to be briefed feeling like hell. She had a runny nose, bouts of sneezing fits, watery eyes and a migraine head ache. What was worse is that she also felt very weak. She hated feeling like this. Chuck was being annoyingly sweet. He was bringing her food, rubbing her back, and generally taking care of her except not the way she wanted him to take care of her. Apparently, he thinks sex would not be good for her while she was sick. That was just crazy logic to her. She tried to convince Chuck it was good to starve a fever and have sex for a cold. Unfortunately, Chuck didn't believe in that saying. So as General Beckman appeared on the screen, she was sick and horny.
She hated Morgan Grimes.
"Good morning, Team. We have just found out the Ring has made plans to pick up a computer chip with very important Intel tomorrow. We have yet to find the location of the drop…"
"Well that's not good," Chuck interrupted the General. She loved her boyfriend but sometimes she had to wonder if he just interrupted the General for his own amusement. "So let me guess, it's our job to locate the drop off point and retrieve the intel. Sounds easy enough."
"Actually as I was trying to say before being interrupted," Beckman fixed Chuck with a steely glare. Chuck looked slightly chastened. Sarah gave him her best reassuring smile. "We do not need the location of the drop. We want the Ring to get the computer chip. We just want to make sure it has the intel we want them to have. Our technicians have created a virus that we have planted on this chip that should infect any computers that are linked. It will create a backdoor in their systems which we will be able to break into. We will get foothold in their system hopefully allowing us to get an upper hand. The intel we hope to gather could be instrumental in finding out who is part of the Ring and what their agenda really is."
Casey, Chuck and Sarah all exchanged glances realizing the serious implications. They had been wondering when the Ring would return. Shaw's death and the Director's capture were damaging but it would not be fatal. This could. The guys' attention were now firmly directed to the General. Sarah's was not. Her attention was on Chuck.
"What's our mission General?" Sarah could see the intensity in his eyes and felt it in his tone. After Paris and Shaw, Chuck finally felt the terrible consequence of being a spy. It could be fun and adventurous but it was deadly. Chuck could never really appreciate it till his first kill. No one can. The Ring would always be associated with Shaw and Paris. Their continued threat was a constant reminder of Chuck's decision to take a life even if it was to save another. The Ring could never just be another enemy to Chuck.
"We know who is in possession of the chip now. Bobby Reynolds, a computer tech, who we have been able to determine has a brother, Michael. Michael is a Ring assassin we believe responsible for over 10 assassinations of high ranking government officials and 15 CIA and NSA agents. Bobby was able to hide the connection from us. Now, it seems Michael is coming to collect the chip for the Ring. We know that Bobby is staying at the Four Seasons. Team your job will be to gain access to Reynolds' room, find the chip and switch it out."
"Okay so how are we going to do that? Breaking and entering, repel from an air vent, ooh how 'bout a bomb scare?" 'Oh, Chuck', Sarah thought. He could be so naïve about things. She knew perfectly well what Beckman was going to suggest and someone was going to be really upset.
"No, Agent Bartowski, the mission will be seducing Bobby Reynolds to gain access to the hotel room."
Yep, exactly what she expected. Chuck's eyes went wide realizing the implications. Casey merely grunted. Number 4 she believed: amused. Sarah needed to take control before Chuck started to freak. Also for the last minute her nose was starting to tickle indicating another sneezing fit was coming so she needed to end the briefing as soon as possible.
"General, what information do we have on Mr. Reynolds that will help me tonight when I meet him at the hotel?" Chuck's eyes went even wider if possible. She expected it but she didn't expect the General's confused expression.
"I'm sorry Agent Walker. I must have not made myself clear. Bobby Reynolds is Barbara Ann Reynolds who from all indications is straight so you will not be seducing anyone."
"Casey then?" Now Sarah was the one with wide eyes. Chuck looked confused but also slightly amused at the freaked expression on his girlfriend's face. Beckman looked unnerved by Sarah's question.
"Although I am sure that Colonel Casey is some women's type, Agent Bartowki is clearly the right person for this job. Aside from the mutual computer expertise, we have been able to determine Ms. Reynolds is a fan of science fiction…"
'No, no no, this isn't happening.' Sarah was trying to keep an impassive face but judging by the smirk on Casey's face and Chuck's wide smile, she was failing miserably. She was just waiting for the other shoe to drop.
"She is especially passionate about Star Wars. We already know Colonel Casey's position on Star Wars after the Comic Con incident…."
Chuck and Sarah look at Casey still in shock about that incident after all this time. Casey just shrugs.
"I hate all rebels."
"Be that as it may. Agent Bartowski, you will go to the hotel bar at 7:30. She has a standing reservation for 7:45pm. Now here is a picture of Ms. Reynolds."
'Please not a brunette, not a brunette, please' was the repeated mantra in Sarah's mind. As the first picture came up, Sarah fought back the curse wanting to burst out. Brunette of course. However, the first picture was her work ID came up. Sarah breathed a sigh of relief. She was nothing too special. The next couple were surveillance photos of her seated at the bar. Sarah now was worried. Lose the glasses, white lab coat, let the hair down, and put her in a skin tight dress, she was a babe.
A brainy, big-breasted, brunette bitch. That was way too many B's with a great set of D's. She needed to do something.
"General, Chuck can't go on…." Everyone turned their attention to her. She needed to make the General see reason. She needed to be convincing. She needed to make a good spy related rationale reason for the General to see. She needed to say something but she didn't. She did something worse. She sneezed. Over and over again. She lost count after the fourth one. Once the fit passed she looked around to see three very different expressions. Chuck, of course, was concerned. He had pulled out a package of Kleenexes and had one in his hand for her. Casey looked disgusted. He then grunted in disdain when she blew her nose. The General was surprised.
"Are you sick, Agent Walker? Why was I not informed of this?"
"No I…"
"Yes, she's sick, General." Sarah couldn't believe Chuck would do this to her. This was not good. She once again knew what the General's next words would be. Sarah turned and gave Chuck an evil glare. Well as much as she could muster with watery eyes while blowing her nose.
"Well, I see. Agent Walker, you are excused from this mission. Colonel Casey will monitor from the van. We'll have a couple of field agents planted in the bar. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must go. Good luck Team." The General paused before she cut communications. "Agent Walker, get some bed rest and make sure to drink lots of fluids."
With that the General was gone leaving the Team alone in Castle. Casey could see the look in Sarah's eyes. He knew an argument was going to occur.
"I think that's my cue to exit. Bartowski see you back here at 6." He looks at Sarah. "If you live."
Chuck watched as Casey went up the Castle steps to leave like he was watching the last life boat leave him on a sinking ship. Chuck turned to Sarah and gave his best smile.
"Sweetie, are you doing okay? Do you need to sneeze anymore?"
"What the hell were you thinking telling the General I was sick?"
"Sarah, I am just trying to look after you. You shouldn't be on a mission if you aren't at a hundred percent, apparently the General agrees."
"That's just great, Chuck. First, we can't have sex while I'm sick and now I can't go on missions. Why am I being punished for being sick?" Sarah hated that she sounded like a petulant child and she was sure she was pouting but she didn't care. This wasn't fair. Chuck walked over to Sarah and embraced her in a hug. She put up a mild fight but she needed to be in his arms. He started to stroke her hair. They stayed like that for a minute in silence.
"You're not being punished. You're sick. As you always remind me, a spy needs to be a hundred percent both mentally and physically when their on a mission. Anything less could get them hurt or even killed. I just need you to be okay. I can't bare the thought of losing you, Sarah." Sarah felt her eyes watering again. 'Damn cold', she thought. Chuck was whispering these words into her ear as he held her close. She was feeling kind of tired now. Maybe it was better. "And about no sex. It's hard on us both. I find myself in a constant state of arousal. Luckily I've been behind the Buy More desk all morning."
Chuck laughed at his joke. Sarah didn't. Instead she shoved Chuck away.
"So tonight while I'm sick in OUR bed, my horny boyfriend is going to try to screw some brunette bimbo. Thanks a lot Chuck!."
Sarah stormed out of Castle leaving a very confused Chuck. He caught up to her waiting by the car. The drive home was a silent ride. However once they reached the apartment, Sarah's mode improved which seemed to confuse Chuck even more.
On the way home, she had time to think. Casey and Chuck may leave her behind but she sure as hell wasn't staying behind. She was quite pleased with herself. She also liked the little look of fear Chuck had. It was good to keep him guessing. Teach him not to underestimate her.
Of course, the same thing could be said about him. He must have guessed what she was up to and outmaneuvered her. Chuck asked Ellie to stay over and watch her. Awesome was still in the hospital recovering from malaria. He was supposed to br coming home tomorrow morning. He probably didn't need to be in the hospital at all, but Ellie wanted to take precautions. That's just who Ellie is. Which is exactly why Chuck asked her to take care of Sarah. He said it was another one of those things that people experience growing up. Having a mother take care of you when you're sick. Yesterday when she first got sick she had asked why he was going so overboard with taking care of her. He had been really sad when Sarah said no one had ever done that for her. However, Sarah figured Chuck had another reason. There was nothing Sarah could do with Ellie taking care of her. She couldn't sneak out because it would create too many questions with Ellie that would risk Chuck's secret. Unfortunately, Sarah couldn't knock her out with physical force or tranqing her. Chuck would never forgive her. Sarah Walker was in a no win situation.
She really hated Morgan Grimes right now.
