A/N: This one was as much fun to write as the previous one.

I hope you'll find it just as entertaining.

Thank you all for the encouragement to continue.

"Don't worry, you're gonna be fine, nothing's gonna happen to you. Assuming you know how to tango."

John Casey

Chuck & Sarah vs the Tango

"See you tomorrow Chuck," Sarah said and kissed her boyfriend tenderly. She had already said goodnight to Ellie and Awesome. Morgan had left just a few minutes ago.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay with me tonight?" Chuck asked, performing the Bartowski Eyebrow Dance. He could simply not get enough of his wonderful kick-ass girlfriend. Especially on occasions like tonight. She was simply breathtaking in the blue top and blue pendant which matched her eyes.

"I want to. It was your first formal mission and a resounding success at that. I would really love to stay and have a private celebration with you," she said, her voice a husky whisper. "But I can't. I have to go and file my report, which is already overdue, by the way."

"I guess we'll have to take a raincheck for tomorrow," he said and kissed her injured lip lightly. Sarah smiled and turned towards her car. She was about to open the door when Casey appeared.

"Well Walker, did you have a good time with the Nerd?"

"I always do. Is there anything I can do for you, Casey?"

"Besides remembering to submit your mission report in a timely fashion next time, no, there is not."

"Tonight was part of my mission too. A fortuitous side effect of my relationship with Chuck is that it helps my cover."

"Yeah, whatever. Anyway, I wanted to give you this."

"What's in them?" Sarah asked, taking the two DVDs from Casey.

"You'll see," he replied with a smirk. "Just make sure you watch them in order, I have them numbered."

"I'll keep that in mind. Goodnight Casey."

"Goodnight Walker."

Sarah returned to her hotel room and fired up her laptop. While waiting for the operating system to load, she poured herself a glass of wine. Then she settled down to type her report on the mission. When she was finished she double-checked it and submitted it. Graham had called earlier to congratulate her for the capture of the elusive La Ciudad and added the thanks of the MI6 as well. Sarah ran a hand over her jaw and her lip where Malena had gotten in a lucky kick. Note to self, she thought, gotta be more careful in order to avoid blows to the face in the future. Looking at her clock, she saw it was getting late. She quickly changed into her pajamas and went to bed. The last thing she needed was to have Scooter read her the riot act for being late for work in the morning. Her cover job at the Wienerlicious was too important for Chuck's safety, otherwise she wouldn't mind getting fired. Why couldn't the CIA find her a better cover job? Her gaze wandered over to the dresser and the DVDs Casey had given her. She would watch them later.

The following day was a normal one. Normal meaning that she had to try hard to restrain herself from causing Scooter serious bodily harm on several occasions. The only bright spot had been her lunch break, which she'd spent with Chuck. Fortunately (for her cover job) and at the same time unfortunately (for she had to put up with Scooter) Graham and Beckman had not contacted them to assign them any mission and Chuck hadn't flashed on anything. So when her shift ended she raced back to her room and immediately went to the shower to scrub the sausage smell off of her. Chuck had promised to drop by later for a pizza and cuddling evening and she wanted to look (and smell) her best.

In the meantime Chuck had returned home from the Buy More and found Awesome in the living room.

"Hey Chuckster, how was your day?"

"It was OK, Devon. Just the usual; not much work to do thankfully."

"Good. Ellie and I are planning to go out later. Wanna tag along?"

"No, thanks. I have already made plans with Sarah."

"That's awesome, bro."

"It is. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll go take a shower and kill time with Morgan. He'll be here in a few minutes," said Chuck. Unfortunately Ellie heard only the part about Morgan as she came into the living room.

"Seriously, Chuck? You have a wonderful girlfriend and you'll be playing video games with Morgan?"

"Until the time comes to go to Sarah's yes, that's the plan," he replied, totally unfazed.

"Oh. I take it all back."

"Your little brother is a good planner, El. He's making time for his family, friends and girlfriend."

"Yes, I really like this new side of him."

Sarah put on a pair of skin tight jean shorts and a halter top, arranged some scented candles, placing them in strategic locations around the room and also took the time to paint her toenails. She still had a few minutes left until Chuck would show up, so she decided to see what Casey had given her. She popped the DVD number 1 in her computer and sat cross-legged on the bed to see what it was all about. It turned out to be a video shot by a photographer covering the charity auction. She watched wide eyed as Chuck danced a tango with La Ciudad. Chuck had told her and Casey that he'd done some preparation, and he really appeared to dance well, if a bit… Sarah couldn't exactly nail it, until she realized that Malena was leading. Chuck looked like he only knew the girl's part of the tango. But it was still quite enjoyable to watch and she couldn't help but laugh at her boyfriend's antics.

When the first video was over, she inserted the number 2 DVD and sat back to watch. It was obviously from the interior surveillance of Chuck's apartment, specifically from the living room.

"So that's what Chuck meant by saying he'd done some preparation," she mused aloud. The video of Devon trying to teach the tango to Chuck and Ellie's reactions caused her to start laughing again, hard. One of the funniest moments was the "spending many a night tangoing his way into señoritas' pantalones" quip by Devon and Ellie's unavoidable stern look.

Chuck had just arrived outside her door carrying the pizza (vegetarian, no olives) when he heard her laughing. In fact she was laughing so hard that she almost didn't hear him when he knocked on the door. She was still trying to regain her composure when she finally let him in.

"Hey Sarah, care to tell me what's so funny?" Chuck asked. Instead of answering right away she kissed him.

"That's for making my day, even unknowingly," she said.

"Why, what did I do this time?"

"Come in and take a seat," she said and he obeyed.

"Well?"

"Let's get started on that pizza and you'll see, Mr. Carmichael."

"Are you playing with me, Sarah?"

"No, I'm just hungry." She took a bite out of her first slice. "And this is what was so funny," she said and played him the first video. "I was a bit curious as to why you let her lead. It reminded me of Harry Tasker and Juno Skinner though – in a way."

"Sarah, have you seen True Lies?"

"I'm a spy, Chuck. By default it means that I enjoy watching spy comedies."

"Another real thing I learned about you."

"Yes. As I said, I was wondering why you'd learned the girl's part, but then I watched this," she said and started the video of the tango lesson.

"Where did you get that from?"

"Casey," she replied. "He gave me the videos. Hahaha! Watching you and Devon is like watching the Blue Oyster scenes from Police Academy! And Ellie… she really enjoyed it, didn't she?"

"Sarah, are you okay?" Chuck asked, placing a hand on her forehead to feel for a temperature.

"I'm fine, why?" Sarah said, swatting his hand away.

"You made two popular culture references in the same evening!"

"Aw, c'mon! Everyone's seen Police Academy!"

"That proves you are definitely not a cannibal-"

"A point I've been trying to make ever since I met you."

"But you are learning to be funny, which is a big step forward in my book."

"What can I say? You are rubbing off on me."

They finished the pizza and Sarah suggested that she teach him the proper way to dance the tango, which he immediately accepted. She dimmed the lights, lit the candles and started the music. Chuck was a good student and soon he was able to take the lead. When their last dance ended, he was leaning forward, supporting her with an arm under her waist as she arched her back, her hair falling almost to the floor. He still held her securely when he bent down and kissed her passionately. Almost before they knew it their clothes were strewn all over the floor and they were in bed making love, the perfect ending to a perfect evening.