Sorry it took so long to get this chapter posted. I had a terrible disease known as writer's block. I finally was able to scribble something down that half-pleased me, so here it is. I may rewrite this chapter, as I really think that it could be better. If you have any suggestions, please review or PM me.

Sadly, I still do not own Chuck.

Spying on the Spy

Jamie walked into the Burbank Buy More. She saw Chuck behind the Nerd Herd service desk, flipping through a stack of papers and talking on the phone. Obviously, this was not a good time to walk over and say hi. Just then, she spotted Morgan.

"Morgan!" She called, running over to him.

"Oh, hey Jamie, what can I do for you?"

"I'm here to talk to someone about transferring from the Beverly Hills branch to here." She replied.

"Uh, yeah, okay. You'll need to talk to Big Mike about that."

"I thought Chuck said that you would handle the hiring process." Jamie was confused.

"I usually do, but transfers are another story. Big Mike likes to interview you guys himself. It's like… the only work he does around here."

Jamie laughed, "Okay, show me the way."

Morgan directed her to Big Mike's office. The door was open, so Jamie poked her head in and knocked on the door frame. "Excuse me, Mr. Big Mike, sir?"

Big Mike didn't even look up, "What?" He said tartly.

Jamie was a little taken back by the apparent coldness of this guy, "Um, I'm Jamie Bartowski, and I'm here about the Nerd Herd opening," She paused when she saw him look up, "Uh, my big brother said that there was an opening."

"Your brother Chuck Bartowski?"

"Yes sir."

"Sit." Jamie was surprised at how sharply he talked. From the things she had heard about him, he sounded like Santa Claus. She scurried to sit down.

"I didn't know that Bartowski had a little sister." It was then that Big Mike noticed her Nerd Herd uniform. He motioned at it with his eyes, "You must be pretty optimistic about getting' this job."

"Oh, no, sir," Jamie chuckled, "I already work at the Beverly Hills branch. I want to transfer here." She explained.

"Why?" Big Mike asked seriously.

"Why, sir? Well, um, for one thing, it's closer to my house, and for another thing, I'll get to work with my brother. But most of all," She paused and leaned in closer, "I can't stand the snobs that I work for."

Big Mike leaned back and grinned, "I like you, Little Bartowski." He paused, and then continued, "You're hired. Start Wednesday"

Jamie was a little surprised that he didn't even look at references or anything, "Really sir? Thank you!" Just then she remembered that she was going to go clean out Marcus Reed's apartment next week, so she added, " Just one thing, I'm going to need like, two weeks before I start…"

Big Mike looked at her quizzically.

"A close friend died back east," She explained. "I need to go and sort his stuff out."

"Bartowski going with ya?"

"I, uh, I guess so," she stammered. She really didn't know what to say, but it gave her a good idea, so she went with it.

"Well, if you two can get a couple of those other idiots to cover for you, I got no problem with that."

Jamie walked out of the office, Chuck was off the phone, but he was still flipping through papers. He didn't even notice when she walked up, and she startled him with, "Having a bad day?"

He looked up and smiled, "Hey, sis, how are ya?"

"Fine and you?"

"An order got screwed up and I can't find the paperwork anywhere." He gritted his teeth, but then his expression softened again, "You here to interview about that job?"

"Yeah, I just got done with it, He hired me." Jamie was nearly bubbling.

"Hey, that's fantastic! When, do you start?" Chuck was so glad that step one of his plan was a go; no, wait, step two, Step one was getting her to agree to take the job.

"Two weeks." When she saw the confused look on Chuck's face, she explained, "I have some stuff that I need to do in D.C. Hey, why don't you and Ellie come with me? It'll be kind of like a 'get to know you weekend'."

"Hey, yeah, sure, that sounds great," Chuck grinned. "I think Ellie will go for it too."

"Okay then," She smiled, "I'll see ya later!" Jamie walked briskly toward the exit.

"Hey Jamie!" Chuck ran after her.

Jamie turned around, "Yeah, Chuck?"

"Uh, this stuff you have to do in D.C., it's not spy-related, is it?" He whispered.

Jamie smiled, and then chuckled, "No, Chuck, its personal."

"Oh, ok. I just wasn't sure, since you talked about bringing Ellie along."

"Yeah, Chuck, I'm not that dumb." Jamie scoffed.

Forty-eight hours later, the Bartowski trio was landing in Washington D.C. Chuck was remembering what Sarah told him the night before:

"Remember, Chuck," Sarah warned, "She could be dangerous. You need to keep your eyes open for any suspicious behavior from her, got it?"

"Sarah, please," Chuck scoffed, "I mean, come on, give me a little credit here! I think that I can handle my own sister."

"Just be careful, okay?"

"Okay," He whispered as he kissed her forehead.

He was jerked back into the present when he heard Ellie inquire, "So where will we be staying?"

"At my apartment." Jamie answered.

"You still have an apartment here?" Chuck asked.

"Uh, yeah, I do."

They took a cab to Jamie's apartment. They walked in, and Jamie turned the lights on, "Well, here we are."

THAT NIGHT…

Jamie lay in her bed, waiting. When she was sure that her brother and sister were asleep, she quietly snuck out of bed and went out the apartment door.

Chuck, however, was not asleep, as Jamie had presumed; he was actually lying awake waiting for this very thing. He had installed a GPS in her watch so that he could track her, and track her he did.

When he was sure that the coast was clear, he too quietly snuck out of the apartment, following her signal. He went down two floors and took a right. There was Jamie, stealthily making her way down the hallway. She stopped in front of a door, and opened up a secret panel on the wall. After a retinal scan, she opened the door, and walked through it. Chuck ran down the hall and caught the door right before it closed. Jamie heard him and whirled around, pointing a gun in his face. Chuck slowly put his hands up

"Chuck? What are you doing here?" Jamie asked in surprise.

"What am I doing here? The question is, What are you doing here? You said this trip was personal!" He hissed.

Jamie lowered her weapon, "It is personal. This is Marcus Reed's apartment. Everything he had, he left to me.'' Jamie motioned for him to come in further, "Look around if you want to."

Chuck walked over to the bookshelf, he pulled a three ring binder off the shelf and paged through it. It was full of notes on raising livestock and planting gardens, "Wow, your handler was really in to agriculture."

"True," Jamie replied, "but that book's in code. There's a message embedded in those notes." Chuck looked up confused, so she explained, "He left them to me in his spy will, that's how I know."

"So have you cracked the code?" Chuck inquired.

Jamie had been walking around the apartment, apparently looking for something. "No," She replied, "I have no idea where to begin." She touched the wall right next to a picture, and a computerized voice filled the room, startling both of them:

Identity confirmed. Agent Jamie Elizabeth Coleman-Bartowski.

Jamie backed away as the picture slid away, revealing a high-tech key pad. Chuck set the binder down and walked over. "What is that?" He breathed. "Jamie, what's going on?"

Jamie ignored him, "Dammit," she cursed under her breath, "I need a pass code."

Chuck decided to help her, "Well, start with something easy," He suggested

Jamie looked at him incredulously, "Like what?"

"You know, pet's name, wife's name, something like that."

Jamie shook her head, "No, Marcus would have been more cryptic than that, but he would have made it something that I could easily figure out"

"Maybe a codename?" Chuck offered.

"Maybe…" Jamie typed RENEGADE onto the keypad. Once again, the computer voice came on:

Access denied.

"Okay, Jamie think, think!" Jamie clutched her head in both of her hands. Suddenly she had it; She looked up at Chuck, who was was standing at the keypad, studying it.

"Chuck, type in the word INTREPID." She said.

"What, why?"

"Just do it, Chuck."

He typed the word, but once again, the access was denied.

"Okay, okay, that's fine," Jamie seemed optimistic, "I think that I'm onto something. Uh, try this phrase, P-E-V-O-H-O-F," She spelled it out.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?''

"Chuck, please just do it."

Once again, the access was denied. Jamie tried every possible letter and number combination that it could be. Half an hour later, they were both sitting on the floor with their backs to the wall.

"You know," Chuck said, "it might make this easier if you told me what's going on. I mean, I might hold the key to that door right here in my head."

"Keys," Jamie muttered. Suddenly her eyes got huge and she shot up, "That's it!'' She exclaimed. She walked over to the keypad and typed in XIIKEYS. The computer voice came on again:

Access Granted.

The wall opened up, and a vault door was revealed. Jamie looked up at Chuck and smiled, "Shall we?"

Chuck gave her a crooked grin back, "After you."

As he descended the stairs into the vault, his conversation with Sarah was once again echoing in his mind:

She could be dangerous… Keep your eyes open for suspicious activity.

Suspicious activity… yes, this definitely fit into that category. Chuck still had no idea what was going on, but he was pretty sure that there was a little bit of going behind the team's back on this mission. Sure, she had claimed this as a personal trip, but Chuck was beginning to recognize that Jamie wasn't just a good liar; she was also good at covering her ass when she went behind her team's back, and boy could she twist a story! But what was it for? Why was she being so secretive about it? Chuck had no idea, but he was bound and determined to find out and stop her, not only for her sake, but for Casey's. Whatever happened, he was NOT going to let her drag one of his team down with her.

Review! I need some comments on this chapter as I think that it needs a rewrite. I want your constructive criticism.

I will say that I do introduce some concepts in this chapter that will be further explained later on, such as INTREPID and XIIKEYS. Right now, you will have to be as clueless as Chuck about those names, unless you're really smart and have already figured out what they stand for!