A/N: The seduction episode….how are we gonna handle this? I give you The Kiss Ch 10, The Seduction.

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck, but I had a dream I did

"Seriously, I take a morning off, and you get us into trouble," Sarah grumbled at Chuck. She was smiling while grumbling. She wasn't mad, she was tired of the Intersect putting them in these situations. Lester had video conferenced in Chuck during an install since he couldn't do it himself, and Chuck flashed on a hundred dollar bill that he had seen. Chuck called Sarah immediately, who was enjoying her morning off, especially when Chuck woke up and she had made him late for work. "I can think of two scenarios to pull General, but if one goes wrong, we'd have to go to the second, and for the good of the team, I don't like it." Chuck looked at her, eyebrow raised.

"Because she's buttering your biscuit, Bartowski, she doesn't want to get your lady feelings hurt if she has to seduce some guy," Casey explained. Chuck turned to Casey processing what he had said . He thought for a minute and started to retort when he saw Casey was giving him the "Yeah I enjoy making you sweat numbnuts but I was telling you the truth." Chuck mouthed a thank you to Casey that made both men uncomfortable.

"Agent Walker, you will not be running any seduction mission," Stanfield said.

"Oh, I know I'm not," she replied. "I was talking about one of the Greta's having to pose as his girlfriend or wife."

"We can obtain three invites, Agent Walker," Stanfield said grinning. "Your dedication to protecting to the analyst is commendable."

"She protects him constantly, especially at night too, she makes sure she's on top of everything," Casey muttered.

"Hey," Chuck said, surprising everyone. "Sometimes I'm on top," he said. Casey looked ill. Sarah was looking at him, wide eyed. "Sorry," he said, when he realized what he had said out loud.

"I take my assignment seriously," she said staring daggers at Chuck.

"Noted," Stanfield said, trying not to laugh. "Why not send both? I promise four invites is not a problem." Sarah took a look at the General, thought about it, and nodded. "Good, then you'll be going as Mr. and Mrs. Charles. We're giving you $100 thousand to gamble, try not to lose it all."

"That's taxpayer money, numbnuts," Casey said.

"You're commitment to the American people is commendable, Casey," Chuck said sincerely. Casey nodded and grunted. Stanfield shook his head. Casey called them Team Moron, but many times their unconventional methods won the day.

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"I'm just saying, they could give me the money I won," Chuck said, looking through the binoculars.

"Or, it could go to help fund the mission, numbnuts," Casey said.

"Maybe Olivia and Stacey should get it for hazard pay," Chuck countered, watching them through the binoculars. Casey took a look through the binoculars and grunted in agreement. Chuck had won 150 thousand dollars last night, but Lon Kirk had been sidetracked by the two Gretas, not that Chuck could really blame him. They were both stunning in their swimsuits, but Chuck had the good sense not to comment on that.

"Stacey does have some legs," Sarah said, grinning where Chuck couldn't see.

"Most people do," Chuck replied. "It's why we're known as bipeds." He kept looking straight ahead in with his binoculars. She stiffened a chuckle.

"Chuck, she's really attractive," Sarah replied. "So is Olivia for that matter."

"I mean she's okay," Chuck said. "I haven't really gotten to know her or Olivia that well, so," he shrugged. "I mean I know more about you and Casey, like his love for Crown Vics."

"Chuck, you've got the girl, I'm not gonna dump you because you think they're attractive," Sarah said. "I'm not that shallow. They're both quite beautiful, one reason Kirk is like putty in their hands."

"I'm not sure putty is the right word," Casey muttered. Chuck nearly choked. "What?"

"Never mind, Casey, never mind," Sarah said.

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"Chuck, did you fake a flash?" Sarah asked.

"Why would I fake a flash?" Chuck asked, honestly confused.

"Chuck," Sarah said. "You didn't like seeing the two of them having to put up with Kirk."

"Sarah, I hated it," Chuck admitted. "But to fake a flash would have meant putting them through that and wasting their time. They take their jobs seriously, they promised me if it was ever too much they'd tell me, and I respect them too much to do that to them." Sarah studied him. "I don't know what happened."

"He somehow switched things up," Sarah said, shaking her head. "We're off the case. Stanfield has pulled us." Chuck shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Sarah, I let us down," he said. She pulled him into a hug.

"No, Chuck, you're right, something happened, but we do need to figure out what," Sarah said.

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"They're mad at me," Chuck said softly so they wouldn't over hear him. Things had turned frosty once he had returned to the repair shop.

"They're upset we didn't get to finish the mission," Casey said, coming up behind him, making him jump, again. Chuck spun around, eyes wild. "Plus they think you treated them like they weren't capable of finishing their jobs."

"But I didn't," Chuck said. "I didn't fake a flash."

"I know, Bartowski, but they don't know you like we do," Casey said. Chuck hung his head. "It happens, you'll figure something out." Casey took off, and Chuck got a notification from Morgan and pulled up a video. He was watching his buddy, when something caught his eye. He zoomed in and saw what he was looking for. He saw the two Gretas walk toward the back of the store to go down to Castle, and then he started toward the front. He paused. Casey and Sarah would get mad, but they would understand, eventually. He rushed toward the entrance to Castle.

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"Permission to kill the analyst, General?" Casey asked, glaring at Chuck.

"General, you can't let Casey kill Chuck," Olivia Greta said. Chuck gulped. He felt anger radiate off of Sarah when Greta spoke.

"If anything it's my and Olivia's fault," Stacey Greta said. Sarah raised an eyebrow.

"Great, just what we need more women Bartoskified and lady feelings everywhere," Casey said. Olivia turned to him.

"What Chuck did was respect us, and gave us a chance to redeem a mission gone bad, while everyone else wanted to pack it in," Olivia said.

"For the record, we're really sorry about your Crown Vic," Stacey added.

"Permission to shoot all three of them, General?" Casey asked. Stanfield stared at Chuck.

"So let me get this straight, I gave you an order to stand down," Stanfield began. Chuck started to shrink back, but Sarah held his hand, squeezing it reassuringly. It was comforting to Chuck, but confused him at the same time. "I was concerned you fake flashed because of your worry for the two female agents put in a situation you didn't approve of." Stacey and Olivia grimaced. "In fact,, we might as well drop the codename Greta and get backstory's built for those two, because of your insistence they have names." The two nodded, pleased. "You, the only civilian of the group, who I put in a position to make two of your colleagues mad at you, and the other two questioning you, came upon information, and defied a direct order, and have not only completed the original mission but has made the team dynamic much stronger." Chuck stood there. "Mr. Bartowski, chain of command exists for a reason." Chuck gulped.

"It does sir, but sometimes the order at the top is wrong," he said softly. Stanfield stared at him. "You went off of what you thought saw happen instead of the truth. I hated what these women went through with Lon Kirk, and I am aware there was no sex involved, but to have to do what they did, to flaunt yourself with someone you have no want to even be around, yes that bothers me. However, this is an ugly world and these two women are willing to do these things for their county, so it would be disrespectful of me to stop it because it, if you'll pardon the expression, upset my lady feelings." Casey grunted in approval.

"Mr. Bartowski, the mission was pulled because of the position we were put in, not my lack of faith in you, although it turns out by doing so, I cause a crisis of faith on your team," Stanfield said. "We both have something to learn from today, but I'm no fool, I know you're always going to do what you think is right, and while that is commendable, what happens when that is wrong choice?"

"That's why I went to the two people who were affected the most, and who would be affected the most, Sir," Chuck replied. "They knew the risks involved better than anyone." Stanfield nodded.

"Well, I was warned about you," Stanfield said, grinning. "Well done team," and with that, the connection was broken.

"He didn't say I couldn't shoot them," Casey said, hope in his voice. Sarah turned toward her team, and stared at Casey. "Request withdrawn." Sarah nodded.

"Chuck, Casey," she said, a faux smile on her face. "Leave," she said softly. Both men fled.

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That night Sarah didn't say anything about the mission and the two of them spent time as boyfriend and girlfriend. Chuck made a couple of calls out of Sarah's hearing but she trusted him, and besides, it was Christmas, it could have been something to do with a present for her, and for Chuck she was trying to let him surprise her, as much as she hated surprises. The next day when everyone arrived at the repair shop, Chuck put up the closed sign. He walked over to the tree in the corner and came back with a small box and gave it to Casey. He opened it, and saw it was a key.

"Looks like a Crown Vic key," Casey said, and looked at Chuck.

"I may have used some of the 150 thousand," Chuck said grinning. Casey burst outside, and made noises that Chuck never wanted to hear again. He walked back over to the tree and pulled out two matching boxes from underneath and brought them to Olivia and Stacey. They both gave him a look and unwrapped them. They gave him questioning looks upon seeing their presents.

"You work at my shop, you help protect my life on a daily basis, so that means you're invited to Christmas at the Bartowskis, and Christmas at the Bartowskis is in PJs," he said grinning. "They were picked out by my sister." The two tackled him together, and ran off downstairs to try them on. Chuck walked over and got one more box. He brought it over to Sarah. She opened it and pulled out a bracelet. "It was my mother's," he said softly. "I know you can't wear it on missions-"

"Oh, the hell I can't," she said. "I will wear this anytime I want." He smiled at her. "About yesterday," she began. His face fell. "That is third and fourth perfectly good agent you have ruined Charles Bartwoski," she said, grinning. "Those two will go to hell and back for you, Chuck, just like Casey and I would. They will probably be in the field more with Casey while you and I stay in the van. Stanfield was impressed. Pissed, but impressed. I may be the AIC but you're the leader, and that was never more evident than yesterday."

"You know why I told them instead of you and Casey?"

"I do, I don't like it, but I do, it was the right call, Chuck," Sarah admitted. "Don't ever do it again."

"I love you, Sarah," Chuck said, pulling her into a hug. She kissed him.

"Love you, you Nerd," she said grinning. "So seriously, Stacey's legs compared to mine."

"No contest, you win all day long," he said.

"Yeah, but what about at night?" she asked. Chuck grinned, and his ears turned red. Sarah pulled away, and put a hand to her chest, faux scandalized. "Well, I've never!"

"Sarah, yeah you have with me, many times," he replied. She threw back her head and laughed, and realized she was finally going to get to enjoy Christmas.

A/N: Hoped you liked it, reviews are always welcomed…til next time.

DC