A/N: September 10, 2017, I hit publish on a fic, and now, over a half million words later, I'm still here telling these stories that won't get out of my head. (And that's just on the published fics, not counting the remastered, the chapters and stories not yet published, and only the ones on this account….yeah….I have a second account, there, told that secret.) So I thought I'd put something out while it was on my mind. One-shot set between season 2 and 3 that could be a heck of an AU for season 3. Remember I don't do season 3….(please guys don't make me do Season 3…)

A/N 2: As of this second, it is going to be a very irregularly updated, The Kiss style ongoing. The things you guys talk me into...Sorry Dillwg, I didn't even make it through August...

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck, and I hope you have all enjoyed reading as much as I have writing.

"General," Casey said as Beckman popped onto the screen.

"What's wrong Major?" Beckman asked. Casey looked very uncomfortable. "Spit it out, Casey."

"Ma'am, your plan, for Bartowski," he paused. He shouldn't say this, she was a commanding officer.

"Major, today," Beckman said, taking her glasses off.

"It's the dumbest damn thing I've ever heard."

Beckman blinked. She drew up. She was only a little over five feet but it still had the desired effect as Casey grimaced. "Major, do I need to remind you who you are talking to?"

"No, General, but apparently I need to remind you how this team works. Remember the 49-B?" Beckman winced. "Or, how about how Walker helped Bartowski find Orion?"

"Major, while I understand what you are saying, I don't think you understand what an opportunity we have here." Beckman was almost preening like a peacock. She was quite proud of herself. "We have the chance to get the ultimate spy."

"In BARTOWSKI!?" Casey asked. "Did you hear the words that just came out of your mouth?"

"Major, what would you have me do, have you and Walker train him?"

Casey shut his eyes, prayed to God to help him through this, and answered. He found he wanted to spit as soon as he did. "Yes," Casey replied in a low voice. He cleared his throat, straightened and faced the General like a soldier should. "Yes, General, because he trusts us, because Walker is going to lose her mind if you try and turn him into a spy, especially if he has to lie more, or even kill. You will be destroying a team."

"But I'll have the ultimate spy," Beckman countered. She was fighting off the grin, she almost had him right where she wanted him.

"Christ, I cannot believe I'm about to say this," Casey muttered. "Do you think he'll keep spying without Walker? Do you think he'll be effective at all?"

"A good spy," Beckman began.

"He is not a spy," Casey said. "Not like me, or Walker. He is not a spy by your definition. General, you've taken a cutting edge piece of technology and are asking it to do what it's always done. You've bought a brand new sports car and are driving it 35 MPH in a suburban community. Let Bartowski be Bartowski." Casey closed his eyes and wondered if he'd lost his mind.

"It's about damn time," Beckman said. Casey's eyes snapped open. "You and Walker care about that young man."

"I don't think that's called for," Casey muttered.

"JOHN CASEY!"

Casey fought the eye roll. "Christ," he muttered.

"Chuck Bartowski has given so much for this country, and all we have done is try to turn him into something he's not. You two know how to make him the best version of himself he can be. I don't like where he and Walker are, but he…responds to her."

"Like you wouldn't believe," Casey muttered, shaking his head. "General, what about the red test?"

Beckman's eyebrows raised. "You think Chuck could pass a red test?" Casey snorted. "That ancient relic is outdated. Besides, we both know he won't shoot a gun."

Casey thought for a second. "What about a tranq gun?" Beckman nodded. "I could teach him to shoot." Casey had a thought and began to snicker. "General, what about seduction missions?"

She sighed. "Obviously we'll have to find a female agent to assist, Bartowski will malfunction if she goes on missions."

Casey held up a finger. "You're going to let those two…do whatever the hell it is their ladyfeelings are screaming about?" Beckman nodded. Casey began to laugh. "I was actually talking about Bartowski going on a seduction mission and watching Walker short circuit."

Beckman laughed so hard she almost knocked the papers off her desk. When she calmed down she shook her head. "She never did see the surveillance tapes of herself, did she?" Casey shook his head.

"Why order the 49-B, General, if you knew?"

Beckman grinned. "Because I had to know how far you three would go for each other. We are about to go on the most dangerous mission yet, and while I never planned on breaking you three up, I had to know what each of you do for the other. That included you, Casey."

Casey looked away, mad. He turned back. "General, never again. If this team is to function like you want, then never again."

"Granted," Beckman agreed. "Train him, Casey, get him ready, and pull the surveillance, go to security, and if need be, we'll put Walker on protection detail."

"She'll need protection," he muttered. Beckman pursed her lips, shook her head and cut the connection. Casey walked out of room, and found Sarah talking to Chuck. As soon as she saw Casey she stepped away and Chuck spun around toward him. Casey shook his head. Who did those two think they were fooling?

"Heyyy…Casey…How's it going?"

"Cool it, Bartowski, change of plans. Go upstairs and get some yogurt, let the adults talk." Chuck flicked his eyes over to Sarah. She gave him the briefest of head nods. He turned to Casey, gave him his scared smile and headed upstairs. Sarah put her hands in her back pockets trying to keep calm. Casey thought he should show her the tapes of her one day. How she thought she was fooling anyone was beyond him.

"What's up?"

"We're gonna train the kid, our way, maximizing his potential. Non-lethal." He watched her as she processed that. Her eyes moved around, thinking about what that meant. She swallowed. "No red test, Walker," he said softly and gently. "He's going to keep spying the way he has been, and we're gonna keep him safe. I'll change surveillance to security." He grinned. "As Beckman said we have someone with Secret Service protection skills if we need to use her."

She licked her lips. Her mouth was dry. What was he saying? "Casey," she began, barely able to speak.

"He's a spy now, Walker, not an asset anymore. And we're gonna take you off seduction missions." Her eyes were huge. "We get to do this, our way."

"Casey," she began again, tears in her eyes.

"Just be gentle with the nerd your first time. Don't break him." Sarah threw her arms around Casey. She backed up, realizing what she did. He gave a head nod toward the stairs. "Go," he said softly. He watched her run up the stairs the happiest he'd ever seen her. "What the hell have I done?"

A/N: Next time, what does this all mean? Come back, whenever I publish it for Season 3, Bartoskified Ch 2, Team Moron vs The Pink Slip. (What am I even doing?!)

A/N 2: Happy Anniversary to me. Here's to 500k more words on fics. I'm gonna take a little me time for the next few days (Yeah, I know I've said that before) Til next time…hope you enjoyed it!