A/N I have been working on this off and on for a little bit. This is just a little thank you to David Carner for his extraordinary output on the Chuck fanfic page. Thank you David. You are appreciated.
General Dianne Beckman pinched the bridge of her nose as she read her email. Sure she was no longer handling any assets, but she did seem to be spending a lot of time dealing with a group of people who were a pain in the asset.
After pouring herself two fingers of her birthday gift from Roan, she stared at the thick crystal glass of the amber liquid before she lifted it to her lips for a sip, which turned into a gulp. Beckman then reached forward and hit a button on her desk.
On the screen appeared a picture of a grumpy aging man. The General raised an eyebrow and said "Colonel Casey, I'm not sure if you're aware, but you're retired. That means you don't need to call me when you have a problem, besides as a field grade officer I thought you'd be more independent."
After the rebuke Casey stood even straighter almost as if he was at attention. "Unfortunately ma'am, I have a request that I cannot handle without your help."
Beckman's only reply was to raise an eyebrow.
"I am requesting that I have a session with Dr Dreyfuss."
When she heard this she took her glasses off and messaged the bridge of her nose before saying "Colonel, why do you need to speak to Leo. There are plenty of Psychiatrists in LA.
"Ma'am while that is true, the Doc is familiar with the team, and after I speak with him, I am hoping he will give me the medicine to be able to numb myself from all the lady feelings."
"Come on Colonel, you've been complaining about them for years. What's different now?"
Case relaxed his shoulders as his right heel started bouncing as word came out much faster than normal. "Ever since Sarah started getting her memories back, they won't stop having them kiss and mixing their chocolate and peanut butter together."
Beckman leaned back tilted her head and said "Having them? Is someone forcing them to do anything?"
"It's those dang fan fic writers. They just won't stop. I don't even get any gunplay anymore. At least they're sending me on missions with Gertude." After Casey grunted again he continued" After all that, It's not the worst thing. Every time I turn around I'm Uncle Casey. I sacrificed everything to serve, and here I am being reminded of it all. The. Time." Casey shook his head and waited for a response.
Colonel Casey I cannot believe you want to use government assets to medicate yourself from feelings. Especially when they obviously like you."
Casey let out a small grunt and came back immediately with something else. "Could you at least let me trank David Carner. I mean the level of lady feelings with this guy is off the chart. He just will not stop writing the fluff. I've seen the author's notes. Even when he says there will not be so much fluff I have to take an insulin shot just to keep myself from having a coma!"
It was Beckman's turn to straighten up before her voice came out like cold steel. "Let's get one thing straight, just remember, at least you're not on the Serenity board. No one posts there much anymore, and Jane is mentioned even less than Colonel John Casey."
Casey turned his head upon hearing this, "What was that?"
Casey headed out of the camera saying sorry ma'am. I need to go. Looks I'm needed immediately"
A/N2: This was fun I wish I could say that I will write more. Maybe I will. No matter what, thanks for all the reviews!