In a darken room, a sudden bright white spotlight comes on and the sound of high heels on a hardwood floor is heard.

After about twenty steps, a beautiful blonde dressed in black steps into the light.

"Hello and welcome to day two of Sarah Bartowski`s how to be a spy series. For the purpose of these videos I will be playing Sarah Bartowski, a long term covert operation specialist and joint CIA / NSA trainer based somewhere in North America. When they were asked to create this video series in order to help you, the newest, and brightest of your agency. With their newest training methods and real senarios, you will become the best trained agent to come out of your agency in years. Even though actors will be playing the team members, all the scenarios are based on real situations, and all the actual agents were brought to consult in order to make the video's as close to what actually happened as possible."

"Today we will work on what happens when agents believe orders are not meant to be followed. In this case the order is a really simple one: stay in the car. While this is the start of most of your careers, you might see this as something that seems obvious. Following these simple requests can be the most important job an agent has, and it seems to be the one that gets broken the most."

A image of Chuck appears behind curvy agent.

"For instance, Lets take a look at the newest member of 'Team Bartowski'. If you remember from the first video, we named this curly haired, chocolate eyed agent Chuck.

In the following situation a lot of problems could have been avoided for himself, his agency, innocent bystanders, and his partner if the BOY HAD SIMPLY STAYED IN THE DARN CAR!!!

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CODE BLUE ROOM 1532!

CODE BLUE ROOM 1532!

Ellie and Devin dressed to the hilts in their evening clothes, jumped up from the hospital cafeteria table and bolted towards the stairs.

"Devin, it can`t be him can it? We were only with him ten minutes ago!" The terror in her voice was clear, she took the stairs two at a time, her dress ripping a little more with each stride.

When they got to the correct floor they open the stairwell door and was nearly run over by a low flying CIA secret agent in a sexy black evening dress complete with toilet paper stuck to her left heel.

Donning her best Casey, she screamed `MAKE A HOLE PEOPLE! PO'ED BLONDE COMING THROUGH!`

As they get to the door marked 1532 and without missing a beat Sarah kicks the door hard enough to knock it off the hinges and the heel (with the toilet paper attached) clean off her shoe.

Staring into the room, the three that were dressed to kill were watching the team of doctors as they just finished pulling the sheet over the head of the man in the bed.

"Chuck..." Sarah whispered.

"Whoa, not Awesome..."

"CHUCK NO.... not my baby brother.."

"Hi guys, It's OK I`m over here" Chuck waved from the far corner, feet pointed at the window, and head almost directly under a TV mounted to the ceiling. "They pushed my bed over here when that guy coded in the hallway. Sarah, Ellie, it not me ok. It`s the other guy, the driver from that huge car accident that came in after us."

Sarah looked over at Chuck, his suit looking like it had gone through a food processor. He tried to get up but not before he was caught in a Chuck sandwich, with Sarah on one side and Ellie on the other.

"When we heard the call we thought..."

"I know Sarah, sweetie, it`s alright. Ellie stop crying please, Sarah, please what's left of my clothes are getting wet and with this super duper air conditioning I`m getting mighty cold here. Sarah please blood will need to circulate to my head soon, Devin I think I'm turning blue, and Ellie I`ve lost feeling on that side of my body. Devin, a little help here please!"

Chuck was going to cry out again, but found that trying to talk through Sarah's head as she at this point pretty much crawled into bed and between kisses and "Don't you ever worry us like that again!" coming from Sarah, and Ellie slapping him silly on the shoulder saying basically the same thing, Chuck was rendered speechless.

"Dude, I think it might be better if I just exit stage left ,,, and see about this." and Awesome picks up the broken door and leading the other staff down the hall, he kicks the wayward heal over towards a garbage can..

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"Ok people, it's been what fourteen or so hours since I sent you on vacation, why the heck are you bugging me. What the crap can be so important that you are waking me up in the middle of the night."

Standing in front of their new tv with their hands behind their back watching the image of CIA Director CP Scott sitting in a living room, probably his, with the biggest coffee mug Chuck had ever seen in his life. To top it off the tired and grouchy look was a stark contrast to the Star Trek PJ's and pink bunny slippers.

"Oh Crap, that cup must hold what two or three pots?"

"Chuck! Earth to Chuck! Wake up! What exactly are you wearing?"

"Oh Crap sorry. The hospital doesn't allow scrubs to leave the property, so I had to borrow a pair of Devin biker shorts and a muscle shirt."

Sarah steps forward "Director I thought we should report this as soon as possible. We went out to dinner earlier with Ellie and Devon to a new restaurant and just as we were about to have desert, Chuck flashed on a DEA person of interest walking in front of the restaurant."

Hawk raised his cup and drank a very long time, or so Chuck thought.

He then put down the cup and after a couple of seconds of hitting buttons on his iphone. Chuck could have sworn he heard a tricorder.

"Ok, that would be Peter Boyer that is in LAPD custody. The DEA suspects him of bringing in drugs hidden in Colombian coffee."

Chuck had to hold in a laugh as they saw the look of horror on the directors' face at the thought of contaminated coffee shipments. Even so he had to hide a snicker by pretending to have a cough fit. Sarah could not hold back a tiny smile at the whole incident, as she wacked him in the back, probably a little harder then necessary..

"So (ahem) I flashed on the guy … dude.. perp? Anyways Sarah and I started following him as he headed towards the pier. After a couple of blocks he met a red headed lady, and they entered the place where are a new Biggie Burger is being built. Actually it will be the biggest bestest biggie burger in Burbank. "Better Burgers Biggie Beautiful" as the ad has been playing… Although you probably don't care much about that, do you?"

Hawk looked up to the heavens and then took another large drink. After what seemed to Chuck as forever, but really a few seconds. All the while Hawks gaze going back and forth from Chuck to Sarah

"Chuck, you feeling ok?"

"I've been better actually, I'm having a hard time sitting.."

"So are those meds are out of your system?"

"Ahh well we had an impromptu test and yes they seem to be gone."

"You've gotten plenty of rest, kept hydrated. Casey didn't hit you upside the head?"

"ummm no, not that I am aware of…"

"And yet, you and Sarah went out instead of staying inside?"

"Hawk I'm not sure I follow you…" one of Chuck's hand went up in a 'what's up' sort of way.

"Oh Crap Sarah, are you sure he is into girls?"

Sarah steps up "Absolutely! Just a long series of bad timings Hawk, he is very into girls, I know this for a unwavering fact. Let me find that pretty brunette nurse who wanted to give him a sponge bath and I'll prove it."

"Yeah ok… so then so you followed the … perps into the construction site and then what?"

"Hey wait a minute, I think I should be insulted here…"

"Not now Chuck" Came from both Sarah and Hawk

Sarah turned back to the screen "So Hawk, we called The LAPD for backup and headed to see if we could figure out what they were up to. We were inside and therefore did not notice that Devin and Ellie, who we thought was on their way home, stopped the cab when Ellie noticed us going into the site as their taxi was going by."

"Sarah saw that there was the bunmobile was parked in the double patty drive through and told me to ummm..."

"I told his to sit his buns in that bunmobile and stay like cheese on a hot paddy."

Hawk grabbed his coffee mug again "Art, what did you get me into?"

"So I went in and the suspects in the Biggie Burger Bungee Box appeared to be getting ready to play hide the wiener. So I waited for backup to arrive when the guy got spooked when a car horn blew."

Chuck shifts back and forth and looks down to the ground.

"Chuck - Care to add something, or do you just need to pee?"

"Umm I saw Ellie and Devin in the rear view mirror and thought that they were headed towards me."

"And were they?"

"Umm no they went to the coffee shop on the corner, out of my sight. I wanted to warn them away so I started flashing the brake lights, and there is not a lot of space in that bun, so in trying to stay hidden I accidentally hit the horn which caused me to jump and my knee hit the gear shift and it went into neutral."

"I felt the car moving and I jumped out and in the dark I knocked over a Biggie tub of the Extra Special Biggie Burger Bun Topping they soak each Biggie Burger in, well as it turns out it really soaks into a $2500 suit just like a sponge. The whole tub got absorbed. So smelling like I have been smoked, I went outside and hid behind the La Biggie Fry order thingie when I hear what I thought was a gunshot inside."

Sarah has by this time reached over and placed a hand on his shoulder and Chuck does a quick look at each other and then she continues. "That was actually one of the tables being turned over in the suspects haste in pulling up his pants. Chuck didn't realize this at the time but the bunmobile he jumped from rolled back and knocked into the take out system and it activated the mics in the Fryer and the speakers in the rest of the place, so when Chuck screamed my name it was actually heard all over the restaurant. Chuck picked up on that when he heard the echo so he told them they were surrounded and that they should lie on the floor. The suspect attempted to run out the front door, only to be stopped by the undercover police woman that was posing as a prostitute."

"So that meant one swat team we called to bust our drug pusher and another team to bust him for being a john. Honestly Team Bartowski should be a comedy variety hour instead of a CIA deep cover team. So why did all this involve calling me tonight. It could have waited until morning.

"It's what happened next that we may need your help with. There were three young teenage girls who were making extra money by walking dogs. As Chuck was walking over to meet up with his sister, the secret sauce drove the thirty or so dogs a little nuts and they attached themselves to Chuck's coat, pants, etc."

"Amusing, but why are you calling me now?"

"At the corner there was a TLC film crew following someone known as Hexodad, a single guy who is raising twenty children who apparently thought it would be a great idea to take them out to see the stars at the science centre. The crew caught the whole thing and from the sounds of it, is already on the web as the Hexodad gave the kids popcorn as the pups removed Chuck's suit and umm inspected many classified areas as he does what the Morgan."

"The Morgan?"

Chuck turning very red and after one of the famous silent conversations between the two occur, Chuck finally assumes the position.

"Oh Crap on a dog biscuit, alright I'll make a call and see if I can get them to at least blur out everybody but the Hexodad and crew. Now you two, go home and debrief yourself."

"Yeah about that, as the dogs were removing my clothing, one little puppy got a little two friendly.."

Hawk looked like he was ready to either laugh or cry. "No, are you kidding me?"

Sarah in a very annoyed voice "No he is very serious. Trust me that is not something either of us would dare kid about. Eighteen perfect little holes created by an eleven week old beagle puppy."

"Owww" Hawk unconsciously crossed his legs "Any long term damage?"

"No the doctors said that it will recover fully, but no ummm workouts for a day or two"

Hawk types a few things on his iphone.

"I see the video made it's way to you tube. Well if I didn't see it I would not have believed it. How could you walk, let alone sprint with a beagle hanging there?"

"I really don't think that that is what is important here...."

"I've heard of dog and their bones, but really he really didn't want to let go did he?"

"umm no and it was a she actually.."

"Were you on a track team or smoothing, wow that was what a 12 foot running jump over those garbage cans."

"Sarah, oh my crap. Grabbing the pup by the tail right then was not a good idea! Wow! That was the highest pitched scream I ever heard a human make, Chuck and I've been to a lot of opera."

"Actually, that's what made the dog let go. I hurt her ears and they all fled." Chuck mumbled.

"Yeah, sorry again about that tail pull" whispered the blonde with a more of an amused than ashamed look on her face.

"Ok I have calls to make and coffee to brew, good night agents" And with that the director closed the channel.

As they turn to go to get ready for bed, Chuck takes an ice pack that he had hidden behind his back and puts it back on the bitten area. Sarah then reaches around and gives him a pinch on the butt as she goes behind him and heads to the bedroom.

"Oww Sarah, that hurts. Do you have any idea why when the nurse gave me a tetnus shot, she asked why my rear looked like a happy face on a dart board? Do you know anything about that?"

"Sarah? SARAH?"

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Even their own mothers would not recognize John Casey and Alex Forrest. John dressed in a long blonde wig and biker tats over every showing bit of skin and Alex Forrest in long silver wig that she has taken several purple and green dye packets to streak and added spikes to finish it off. For the clothes lots of Goth and leather. They were driving a smart car into the down town area of San Francisco.

HUMPH #159 (Shoot me now!) "Casey we stand out like a sore thumb."

Grunt #271 (What?) "It's not my fault the Harley's had a bullet hole in the fuel tank. I'm not the one that got po'ed in the washroom and tried to shoot a fly on the wall. This was the only vehicle that was in the parking lot. Your yuppie security guard will be a little po'ed when he realizes that his lemon squeeze stole his wheels."

"Over there, that place belongs to an old buddy of mine; I called him while you were napping. We can hide out here for the duration. There is a key hidden underneath the 3rd troll on the lawn."

Going in and making sure there were no unexpected surprises they unpack the Bundle they picked up through the Biggie Burger and after bringing their gear in they sat down to eat and plan out they next move.

HUMPH #356 (Wisecrack) "So Edison, what bright idea did you come up with to get us out of this mess?"

Grunt #237 (Avoidance) "I've got pick up a new burn phone and I'll call the chem heads to see what they came up with."

DING DONG!

Grabbing their guns, the two agents flank the front door.

Looking out Forrest sees a delivery guy holding a flower basket.

"Who is it?" Alex calls out.

"Delivery for a Mr. John Casey" Came a high pitched squeaky voice.

Casey looks out a sees this super thin maybe 18 but probably much younger nerdy kid standing there with a basket of flowers in his hand and snot running out of his nose.

Putting his gun behind his back and opening the door, the kid turns white and drops the flowers and runs to his skateboard and disappears from the BIKER CASEY (action figure coming soon) standing at the door.

GRUNT #847 (I still got it). Casey carefully picks up the card in the 'FORGET ME NOT' arrangement and after a quick glance hands it to Forrest, sidestepping the puddle that formed a few seconds ago.

'Welcome to the neighbourhood – Chuck and Sarah.'

There were re-packed and gone in less than 5 minutes. Including the consumption of the Biggie Burger Bundles.

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As Chuck laid on his stomach in bed, playing with his DS. Sarah going over reports, since she had nothing better to do, he glances over and notices something on the bedside table.

"Hey Sarah, what's that?"

"Oh that, I asked Hawk to send my stuff in storage. That is souvenir from a past mission in Germany. We used that puzzle box to move messages back and forth, since electronics were useless. (yawn) That's enough for tonight. I think I'm going to hit the hay." She leans over and gives Chuck a kiss and then places her paperwork on the table, she gives Chuck another kiss then snuggles down."Oh, since I really will not need my apartment anymore we should head up to Washington and clean it out this week. Night Chuck."

Chuck picks up the puzzle box and in less than ten minutes he gets it open and in finds a paper heart inside. Written on the back was "Chuck, I may not be able to say it as often as I should, but you have my heart - Sarah". Chuck smiles, leans over and gives Sarah a kiss on the forehead and turns off the light and goes to sleep.

Sarah on the other hand starts smiling as soon as the light goes off. Bryce was shown how to open that box about 200 times and he was still never able to get it to work. It took her over an hour to remember how to do it herself, and she had done it hundreds of times.. Her nerd did it in minutes. Chuck 2 – Bryce 0.

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A/N

Sorry I really want to update sooner, but I have this problem, it's called Family Obligations. This person, we will call the WIFE wants me to spend my time doing things like fixing stuff around the house. The nerve. Just because we had a flooded basement, she could not see the positive side of an indoor swimming pool. Go figure.

Anyways there always seem to be something up. But I will promise that I will finish this and the third in the series. I don't know when, but I will get it done. Also I have a ton of reading of the other fics to catch up on, so I'm hoping to get caught up on the non crappy stuff and spend the next week reworking the direction of the story, somehow another idea I had got worked into this and my 10 chapter story about the day in the life of... is headed towards a week.

DISCLAIMER: Other companies own Chuck, I am only writing for the fun of it. Certainly not for the money, since I have no idea what that looks like anymore!

No beta reader. If anyone wants to volunteer, I would live the chance to see what someone with skill could show me, however with Christmas coming, I can imagine everyone having better things to do than read crap.

Just Chuck