A/N: Me: I have this great idea for the show but it takes them out of the Buy More, but I'm going to do it. Grace yesterday: You don't know what to do with these two episodes because they're out of the Buy More, do you? (I swear I'm just getting ready to work for her one day) So I'm shoving two episodes (DeLorean and Santa Claus) into one story and adding a little bit of Broken Heart. This may happen more and more as we continue this. Today's story has been co-plotted plotted mainly by Grace Carner. Ch 9, Christmas Comes Early

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck, and apparently if I did I'd of fired half the cast when I moved locations…


"Let me get this straight, her dad is a straight up con man?" Morgan asked. Chuck nodded. "WOW! How cool is that?"

"You do know he is breaking the law, Numbnuts?" Casey asked.

"Casey, while I'll admit he is technically breaking the law," Morgan began.

"Don't bother," Chuck said having leaned over to Casey before Casey could tell him that was more than technically breaking the law.

"There is a romantic quality about some of those that operate outside the law," Morgan finished. "Batman for example."

"The Punisher," Casey said. Chuck and Morgan both looked at him. "What, he kills bad guys?"

"Kills," Chuck said. "Emphasis on kills."

"And if Batman would just kill Joker a lot of that insanity would end," Casey said, walking away. Chuck leaned over to Morgan.

"Did Casey not only have a comic book discussion with us, but make valid points? I mean he did mix universes, but still." Chuck said. Morgan nodded, just as in much shock as Chuck was.

"First Anna, now this, wow, what a day," Morgan said, walking off. Chuck started to chase after him, when he felt a hand on his arm. He turned and saw Sarah smiling at him.

"Hey, you got a minute?" Sarah asked. Chuck looked down the hall where Morgan had gone.

"Uh, yeah," Chuck said turning back toward her. He saw the look on her face and knew he should explain. "Morgan said something about Anna and last I knew they were on the outs so I was just going to make sure he was okay."

"Oh, go then," she said, understanding.

"No, it's Morgan, he could get off topic and it could take a while," Chuck said. Sarah grinned.

"Could?"

"Yeah, more like guaranteed," Chuck said. Sarah hugged him, when she pulled back, Chuck was smiling. "Not that I'd ever complain about a Sarah Walker hug, but was that a special occasion, cover, or you just felt like it?"

"Why not all of the above?" she asked. Chuck grinned.

"See, I knew I felt a little something extra in that," Chuck said. "What's up?"

"Dad wants to have dinner," she said.

"How should I dress?" he asked and then saw her face. "For my night with Morgan, obviously," he said trying to play it off. Sarah chuckled.

"You sure you don't mind?" she asked.

"Mind? Your dad's in town to see you not to meet me," he said.

"Well….I'm not convinced he's not here to see if I'm conning you," Sarah admitted.

"Sarah, that's your dad you're talking about!"

"Exactly, Chuck," she said, kissing him on the cheek, pulling back, and running her hand over the other one. "Exactly."

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"What time is it?" Sarah asked, when Chuck stumbled in.

"A little after three," Chuck admitted. "I'm beat, first the intersect upload of languages, and then a long night with Morgan."

"How many?"

"He drank 12," Chuck said, still a little in awe.

"Chuck," Sarah began, worried about him.

"Casey and I drug him into bed, he passed out," Chuck said, sitting on the bed, shaking his head. "Anna is seeing another dude and talking about moving in with this guy…the Bearded One drowned his sorrows the only way he knew how." He shook his head again. "That's a lot of grape."

"Grape?" Sarah asked. "Wine?" Chuck looked at her.

"It's Morgan," he replied. "Grape soda."

"He drank twelve cans of grape soda?!"

"You should have seen him after Ellie met Devon…" Chuck trailed off and then shuddered. "Forty-eight cans in twelve hours….uhhhh" he shuddered. "How'd things go with your dad?"

"Eh," she said. "I'm having breakfast with him in the morning."

"Wow, comes back into town and takes you out to dinner twice, by the way, have you seen my debit card?"

"It fell into his hands yesterday when you met him," she said, rolling over toward him, grinning. Chuck's eyes shot up. "On the nightstand." He rolled over and saw it sitting there.

"That's really impressive, and worrisome," he said.

"Don't worry, I think he's decided you're not a mark, but you're with me."

"Aren't I?" Chuck asked grinning. She snuggled against him.

"On the con with me, not with me," Sarah said. "He's got it completely backwards."

"You don't know how happy that phrase makes me feel," Chuck said, nearly asleep.

"I've got a pretty good idea, since I feel the same way."

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"You know, I think I'll go oil my guns," Casey said, starting to flee.

"I'll join you," Forrest said, making Casey stop.

"I usually oil my own guns by myself," Casey replied.

"You have a partner now," Forrest countered.

"Do they even know what it sounds like they're saying?" Morgan asked, leaning in toward Chuck and Sarah.

"I hope not," Sarah said, with a disgusted look on her face.

"Uh, Buddy," Chuck began.

"Oh, I'm gone, don't worry, I'm just waiting for this train wreck that is Alex and John to finish," Morgan said, following the two of them. Chuck turned toward Sarah who was mad.

"Do you want to yell first, then me explain, me explain, you yell, then I explain again, or would you just like to yell, storm off, and I spend the rest of the day moping?" Chuck asked.

"Is this funny to you?" Sarah asked, seething.

"You know here's the weird thing, and I'm going with explain then yell, because you opened that door, you yelled at me for not wanting to be involved with your personal life. Then you go and do this, and you never discuss it with me, so I'm confused, when exactly am I supposed to get involved?" Chuck asked, trembling on the inside that she might use one of those 7,392,026 ways to kill him…he might have exaggerated the number…but not by much. Sarah just stared at him.

"What am I supposed to do, say, hey, Chuck, you know my dad who got arrested when I was a teenager and is the reason I'm in the CIA, he conned Sheik Rajiv Amad of the Saudi oil family of over $700,000.00 and by the rules I should turn him over to the CIA. IS that what I'm supposed to do, huh, and if it is, what are you going to do, huh?" Sarah was so flustered she couldn't see straight. Tears were coming out of her eyes, and that's when she realized Chuck was holding her, and she was sobbing into his chest.

"This," Chuck said softly. "I'm supposed to do this, to support you, because even though he's a bit lousy, even though he's done things and you think it's because you weren't a good enough child, or you did something to make them leave, it's not your fault, his sins are his own, he screwed up this relationship, and after all that nonsense, you still love him. I'd say that's a testament of how awesome you are."

"Chuck," Sarah said softly.

"Yeah?"

"You're a pretty articulate schnook," she said, grinning into his chest.

"Schnook?" he asked. He felt her shrug.

"It's what he's been calling you," she said.

"Not the best foot to get off of with your future father-in-law," Chuck said. He felt Sarah tense. "Crap," he muttered. Sarah laughed. Chuck looked down, surprised. "Shouldn't you be running?"

"Chuck you know more about me than anyone else ever has, and you still want to be with me, why would I run?" she asked.

"Oh, I don't know, I'm not the great spy, I'm not what so many of those guys you meet are and could go around the world, saving it, and I'm really messed up about some things, like my parents," he said. She pulled away, giving him an "Are you really that stupid?" look.

"Chuck you aren't those first two, but you act like that's a bad thing, the third, have you met my family? Chuck you're my Chuck, and that's all I ever wanted," Sarah said.

"You know you're a pretty articulate schnook yourself," Chuck said, grinning.

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"Dad, can you get me some Rocky Road," Sarah said smiling. "There's a place down the block."

"Sure darlin'," Jack said. He paused and looked at Chuck. "You did good kid," he said, looking at Chuck. Chuck nodded. Jack left, and Chuck flinched waiting to be yelled at. Sarah walked over and hit the button to Ellie's office.

"Ellie, we have a problem with the Intersect," Sarah said, looking at Chuck. After their talk, Chuck and Sarah had dinner with Jack, and Chuck learned quite a bit about her past. The best part was Sarah didn't mind him learning, she was much more interested in making sure her dad told the story correctly and how she had actually gotten her arm broke. As they left the hotel, Chuck flashed on Sheik Rajiv Amad and they had to warn Jack. Jack pulled Sarah into the con, and Chuck had posed as Lichtenstein. When Beckman found out, she approved of a con that would get them the account numbers of the Sheik.

Chuck and Sarah had figured this was coming and they had their own plan in place. Forrest would have a second computer, hijacking the account signal so her father didn't get a chance to move the money. Once the money was confirmed, Forrest and Casey would show up to arrest the three, and return the Sheik's money. Beckman loved the idea and everything went fine, until Chuck had to speak German, and couldn't flash. He pretended to hate the German translator's accent and went on about how the deal was off in a bad imitation of Colonel Klink. A deal was finally made, with Chuck telling them to do the "typity-typity" earning an eyeroll from Sarah. The "cops" busted in, arresting the three and the Sheik and his men fled.

"Sarah, es geht mir gut, ich muss Ellie nicht anrufen." Chuck said. Sarah looked at him.

"Chuck, did you not flash on purpose?" Sarah asked. The countdown came on for Beckman and they rushed into the conference room, telling Morgan to let them know if Jack returned. "General, we may have a problem with the Intersect," she said, glancing at Chuck to let him know she meant the actual Intersect in his head and not him.

"Agent," Beckman began.

"General, I couldn't flash," Chuck said. Everyone looked at him. "I couldn't get control to do it."

"Why not?" Beckman asked. Sarah was looking at him concerned.

"Because of Sarah," Chuck said. "If I flashed, they storm the room, arrest us, and Jack goes to jail. I know, General, I've gotten a lot from the US government the past little bit, and Sarah would probably tell you she has as well, although we all know I think it's more of a burden on her, and that's my issue."

"Chuck, the point," the General said gently.

"It's her dad, General," Chuck said. "She loves him, and when is it enough? When is the giving for this country enough? General, I love her, and how could I do that mission knowing it was going to hurt her." Sarah stared at him, Chuck was waiting for her to explode. She took his hand, and Beckman just stared at the two.

"You knew what would happen if you went off-book," Beckman said. "Bartowski, you're a pain in the ass, you told him about Sarah." Chuck gulped.

"Not exactly," Chuck said. "He asked if she was some kinda cop, and I agreed. He's gone, General, and I have no idea where." Beckman folded her arms and smiled.

"Have you heard enough, General?" she asked. General Stanfield popped up on the screen.

"I have General," he replied. "I am in agreement with your assessment, and have told the President, who has green lit the entire operation." Chuck and Sarah exchanged a look. "Calm down you two. There has been talk of a 49-B." Sarah gasped. Forrest and Casey exchanged a look. "Agent Forrest what is your take?"

"Those two are so compromised, it's not even funny…as the CIA defines compromised that is," she said. The Generals nodded for her to continue. "But compromised, means to expose, to make vulnerable, and I can't believe I'm saying this…that's exactly the opposite of what these two are doing." Chuck raised his eyebrows and turned toward Forrest. "They are partners in every sense of the word. Yes, they will go off book and do thing against regulations but they take care of each other, and not just each other, Casey as well."

"I hope you didn't think I bought a bit of that bull you fed me about Casey last time, Chuck," Beckman said.

"No idea what you're talking about," Chuck said, grinning. Sarah squeezed his hand.

"Major?" Stanfield said.

"Sir, Bartowski is perhaps the biggest moron I've ever met in my life," Casey began. Chuck stood their nodding, grinning.

"Told you he doesn't like you," Sarah whispered.

"Wait for it," Chuck said.

"He doesn't listen to orders, he lets his feelings get in the way, he will never be a proper agent, and I'm pretty sure Anna Wu could take him in a fight," Casey said.

"I know Anna could take me in a fight," Chuck whispered. Sarah shook her head. "Wait for it."

"He has more lady feelings than all the women here combined, and his screams make four year old girls think he's a sissy," Casey said, but there was something on his face, a struggling. Chuck grinned. "I know I pressed for this temporary trial arrangement-"

"TEMPORARY!?" Chuck yelled.

"Calm down," Sarah said. He looked at her.

"You knew?" he asked, his eyes bugging out.

"This," she said, pointing at his face and making a circle. "This is why we didn't tell you. We knew how you would act. No one thinks this won't work that's in this room, we just had to prove it to Washington."

"Oh," he said, considering. He nodded. "You make good points."

"There's that," Casey added. He and Chuck shared a look.

"Go, on, you can say," Chuck said. Casey's face looked ready to explode.

"If you egg him on, I don't know how long I can protect you," Sarah whispered.

"I'm good going out this way," Chuck said. "It would be soooo worth it."

"General, I have his sister terrorizing me, because of bugs in her house," Casey said, nearing a meltdown. "I have to deal with his entire family, and those that are friends he considers family." Chuck was grinning.

"Good, good, let the lady feeling flow through you," Chuck said to Sarah quietly. Sarah was about to burst from laughter. Casey's head slumped.

"Christ, this is the best team I have ever been on in my life, and we get things done no one else can, to break it up," he paused, and looked them all over. Forrest nodded for him to continue. "To break it up over stupid regulations would be a crime, Generals. You need to make this permanent." Stansfield smiled.

"Which is exactly what I'm about to do," Stansfield said. "Agent Walker, you are hereby promoted to Special Agent, in charge of Operation Moron…I mean Bartowski. Also you are also permanently assigned to the analyst even if and when the Intersect is removed from him."

"See if I save your life again," Chuck muttered, loud enough for the General to hear. Stansfield smiled. Sarah didn't say anything, her eyes were too wide.

"Analyst Bartowski, you are hereby permanently assigned to Special Agent Walker, and once your career in the CIA is over, she will remained assigned to you, I don't suggest you fight her on this one, Son," Stansfield said. "Next time, do you have to use a porn virus?"

"Didn't really have time to be picky, Sir," Chuck said.

"Colonel Casey," Beckman said.

"Uh, Ma'am," Casey stuttered.

"You heard me, John," Beckman said, grinning. "You deserve a promotion, and, you are also on this assignment, until your retirement. These two may need someone to watch their backs just in case they get into trouble." John's eyes were shinning.

"Yes, Ma'am!" Casey said.

"The Special Agent status was necessary, Agent Walker," Stanfield said. "This keeps anyone from coming in and taking over this operation, which is imperative since Fulcrum might have infiltrated parts of the CIA. More importantly, it's deserved. Your days of wetwork are over, and frankly, they never should have gone on this long."

"Thank you, Sir," Sarah said, barely able to speak.

"Thank you, Sir," Chuck echoed.

"Congratulations, team," Beckman said. "Now, for the bad news, at some point the DEA is going to want someone on this team." Chuck, Sarah, and Casey groaned.

"Am I missing something?" Forrest asked.

"It's Carina, isn't it?" Chuck asked.

"General, she's my friend, but…" Sarah trailed off, shaking her head.

"Sarah, if, and when, she is added, she will know the rules for her staying," Beckman said. "Forrest, pay attention you can learn a lot from this bunch." With that she cut the feed.

"We're truly our own team," Sarah said.

"Actually, we're truly your team," Chuck said, grinning.

"She's your boss all the time, now," Casey said. Chuck turned back, grinning.

"You say that like it's a bad thing," Chuck said. Casey closed his eyes, and grunted, mad he had walked into that one.

"GUYS!" Ellie's voice came from the front. They all took off, Chuck saw that Morgan was being held by a man with a gun. "He said he was a Lieutenant Mauser with the police, and he had some questions for us about cyber security."

"Dude," Morgan said. "I'm okay."

"Keep cool, Morgan," Chuck said. He looked around and didn't see Sarah. He caught John's eyes.

"You two, stop moving and get your hands up or I'll blow his brains out," Mauser said. Forrest and John raised their hands. "How stupid do you think Fulcrum is?"

"Who?" Chuck asked. Mauser looked at him.

"Look, we know Casey over there is NSA, and she's obviously CIA, though she does look a little different from the yogurt place," Mauser said. "You're college roommate is Bryce Larkin, and suddenly you three start your own security company? Come on… You know what, it almost worked, none of the rest believed me."

"You're not getting out of here, Mauser," Casey said.

"Doesn't matter if I do or not," Mauser said. "I'm so high up in Fulcrum they'll break me out of whatever detention center you want to throw me in."

"Okay," Chuck said. "Here's what we're going to do, take the gun off of him, and point it towards me and let Morgan walk away."

"You won't run?" Mauser said, grinning.

"You know me, I won't endanger my friends," Chuck said. Mauser pulled the gun away from Morgan. "Now," he said simply. The shot rang out, and caught him right between the eyes, Morgan's eyes got huge, but for once, he was glad of his lack of height, as the shot didn't even come close. Chuck walked up to the dead body lying on the floor.

"Dude, you saved me," Morgan said. Chuck hugged him.

"You okay?" Chuck asked. Morgan nodded. Sarah walked up to him. "Technically she did by shooting him."

"Chuck," Sarah began.

"I know, you had no choice, because the second he started talking I knew he was dead," Chuck said. "Today, I got a guy killed because he knew who I was, and that's on me." Sarah stared at him, not knowing what to say. "I'm gonna go call it in," and with that, he walked to his office.


A/N: Ooooo…a little heavy on the ending….Next time there will be Christmas that we never saw in season 2, and the Third Dimension….hey, wait, did I just basically take away all reason for Shaw to join the team?...muh bad…..Til next time!

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