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I officially hate ABC for Dancing With The Stars. I am literally embarrassed to call myself an American with how many millions of pathetic people watch that crap. Maybe I should be angry at the British if BBC are the producers. I really hate you ABC. Now that I've vented for a little and left out many profane words that I wanted to use before each pronoun, but I'll resist.
I do not own Chuck.
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Four days later, Chuck gets a phone call. He answers it and to his surprise it is General Beckman. "Mr. Bartowski," Beckman greets formally.
"General, It's Chuck," he says happily with a slight chuckle. They've had their differences in the past like teasing the idea of throwing him in a bunker, killing him, and lying about Sarah, but Chuck somewhat understands her reasoning and this job is a game changer in their relationship. His euphoria of having his dream job and dream girl is still going strong.
"Alright Chuck. Your new office building is ready for you to move in and start working. The government has sent some of its best programmers and hired many of the recently 'let go' workers who previously worked at Electronic Arts, Ubisoft, and Microsoft."
"Sweet," Chuck smiles brightly, not realizing he said it out loud. That is so awesome to have all of these people who have worked on games he loves playing like Mass Effect, Assassin's Creed, and Halo to be working with him.
"Orion's Belt is officially a software company. You may move in immediately and I expect progress to begin on Monday."
"Yes ma'am. Thank you for this opportunity."
"I can also arrange a protection detail to keep you safe. This is imperative to the military."
"I don't think that'll be necessary. Sarah is the best bodyguard I could have, "Chuck cracks a smile. "Is there a specific simulator that the government prefers; like an army one over a navy one or something?"
"We just need a simulator for basic training."
"That sounds reasonable. Is there anything else I need to know?"
"I am stationing Colonel Casey there to serve as a supervisor. He is already setting up state-of-the-art security measures. Your company will also be a safe house for allied agents in need of protection."
"That's fine. It'll be a pleasure to work with the good Colonel again."
/
Sarah just got back from the grocery store with Ellie. Ellie needed to stock up on her newly furnished apartment that they finally finished unpacking and started to settle into. "So," Chuck drawls smugly, "you wanna check out the new office building?"
"Beckman called?" Sarah pipes happily. Chuck nods. "I'd love to!" She jumps into his arms and gives him a searing loving kiss of excitement.
Chuck drives Sarah to the office building, which is fortunately only a few miles from their apartment. Chuck drives through the parking lot and finds a spot reserved for him. "It feels good to be noticed," he jokes and Sarah smiles.
"This is amazing Chuck. I cannot believe we are going to be working together," Sarah exclaims as she climbs out of the vehicle.
"I wouldn't want it any other way. Oh, by the way, Casey is going to be stationed here so it's like the team is back together again," Chuck informs her joyously as he shuts his door and locks the vehicle.
"Great," Sarah hugs Chuck's arm as they walk into the fully furnished office building. The lounge area is complete with black couches and an information kiosk all resting on the marble floor. There are large glass windowpanes that give the lounge area a nice soft natural glow. There are four elevators that go from the basement floor to the top floor; the sixth floor. Chuck takes her straight to the top so he can check out their offices that are both on that floor.
"Is this cool or what?" Chuck grins at Sarah.
"Wow," she says in awe. "This is beautiful and our offices are right next to each other," she dons a predatory grin.
"Easy access," Chuck quips.
"Wanna christen them?" Sarah grins seductively.
"You're a naughty girl, Miss Walker," Chuck bounces his eyebrows in an affirmative tone.
"Just making up for lost time," she pulls him into his office by his shirt.
"Who's your momma!" Chuck quickly chants in shock as he is pulled into his office by Sarah's eager fists.
/
Approximately two hours later, they are both lying on the lounge couch completely nude and spent. Sarah is on top of Chuck and her chest is pressed flush against his and his hands are cupping her ass to keep her from sliding off of him. "That was amazing Chuck," Sarah sighs contently.
"I kind of liked doing it in the chair," Chuck informs her happily as he sees the glow around her that only making love can create. "It made me feel like the boss."
"Just imagine doing it in there every day," Sarah grins at him devilishly and Chuck grins back at her with widened eyes as the realization hits him. "There better be a lock on the door," Sarah giggles but is serious. That is definitely a priority.
Chuck sits up, groaning the entire way up from tiredness, and looks past Sarah's golden distraught hair and sees the deadbolt lock on the door. Sarah wraps her arms around his chest. "Phew," he sighs loudly in relief as he mockingly wipes sweat from his brow with his forearm, "we got that covered." Sarah giggles into his chest, tickling him. "Should we continue the tour?" He smiles at her.
"Give me a few minutes to reenergize," Sarah smiles at him deviously before burrowing her face in his chest. "You're pretty hard." Chuck grins widely as he thinks about the double entendre.
/
Chuck and Sarah, finally redressed, walk out of his office. Sarah's hair is a little disheveled and Chuck's clothes are a bit wrinkled. "Can you imagine seeing people walking through here and working for us?" Chuck asks with amazement at the thought.
"I can't wait," Sarah hugs herself to Chuck's left arm and lays her head on his shoulder. They leisurely walk around the office.
"Ugh," A low disgusted grunt catches their attention. Chuck and Sarah both turn to see Casey standing there.
"Casey," Chuck chants happily. "Long time no see."
"Just tell me where it's still safe," Casey replies, ignoring Chuck's greeting.
"Just stay out of his office," Sarah quips with a giant smirk.
"Ugh," Casey rolls his eyes in disgust. "I'm gonna be sick." Casey shakes his head. "The security is up and running. The basement is going to serve as an NSA hub. The employees aren't to know about it. You got that?" Casey snarls seriously. "To them it is just a storage space."
"Yea, yea," Chuck waives off any worry. "I think I've kept a few secrets long enough for you to trust me with this one."
"Fine," Casey turns to the elevators. "There's also a dojo if the moron gives you too much stress," Casey chides to Sarah with a smirk. "I'll see you on Monday." And with that, Casey disappears into the elevator.
/
Monday morning arrives and Chuck's alarm wakes both of them up. Sarah grunts into her furry pillow. "I don't wanna get up," she mumbles groggily.
"I know babe," Chuck yawns, "but it's the first day of work. Aren't you excited?"
"Obviously I am, but I like to sleep," Sarah lifts her head from Chuck's chest.
"Well, I am the boss after all," Chuck grins deviously at her. She gives him a hopeful smile as she pouts adorably through sleepy eyes. "But that would set a bad example to be late on the first day."
"You suck," Sarah drowns her mouth into his chest. Chuck laughs as he slides from underneath her.
"Maybe if we would've done a little more sleeping and a little less…" Chuck trails off with a knowing grin as he chuckles.
"You were too excited to go to sleep. What else did you want me to do?" Sarah pouts into his chest.
Chuck lets out a full laugh. "I guess it is my fault then. Sorry, you wanna take a shower?" He asks as he pulls the blanket off her body, leaving her in only one of his shirts and some cute pink boy shorts. She shivers from the rush of cold air as she folds into the fetal position on her side. "Come on angel," he scoops her in his arms. Sarah grumbles as she hugs herself to him. "You sound like an annoyed lion," Chuck jokes as he carries her into the bathroom.
/
Chuck drives them to work; both of them are wearing formal business attire. They both walk in hand-in-hand as they get to the elevator. Stepping off on the sixth floor, Chuck is ecstatic to see the large amount of people walking around and doing their job. As Sarah and Chuck get outside, they reluctantly release their hands and separate. "I'll see you soon Sarah. You know I can't get enough of you," he bounces his eyebrows suggestively.
"You're incorrigible, Chuck," Sarah rolls her eyes with a smile on her lips.
"But you love it," he has a tightlipped smile that is holding a laugh in.
"Shut up," Sarah pouts smugly as she pulls him in by his tie and gives him a tantalizing kiss before she vanishes into her office; the door with a name plate that reads: Sarah Walker, Liaison Officer. Chuck enters his, which reads: Charles Bartowski, CEO and Owner.
/
The first half of the day goes by smoothly. Chuck emailed all of the employees about the simulator they are working on and what their respective parts are. He decides he needs Casey so he calls him in. "Bartowski," Casey greets as he steps into the office.
"Have a seat Casey," Chuck directs his hand to the couch.
"Is that such a good idea?" Casey raises an eyebrow skeptically.
"Eww," Chuck crinkles his nose but chuckles. "Don't worry. I Febreezed it." That couch better not already be sticky or they will have to figure out a different material for it.
"I'll stand. What did you want?" Casey demands more than asks.
"We're going to need your expertise on the specifics of the gun. We're creating a gun to go with the game so I want it to be as realistic as possible. That means weight, recoil, and whatever else goes into a gun," Chuck explains. "I want your input along with Sarah's."
"I'll whip those nerds into shape. I'm letting you know I'm still a field agent so I will be gone at random times."
"That's fine. To be honest, I kind of expected that. I don't want your trigger finger getting itchy and possibly going on a killing spree in here."
"Exactly," Casey grunts.
/
While Chuck is working in his office, he realizes this isn't only his dream. His hetero life mate also had a dream to make video games. Chuck hasn't talked to Morgan since he left for Hawaii over half a year ago. He decides he needs to call and see how his old friend is doing.
"Hello?" Morgan's voice comes through the phone.
"Hey buddy!" Chuck exclaims. He missed that voice.
"Chuck? Is that you?" Morgan's voice rises with happiness.
"Yea buddy. It's me," Chuck cannot help but smile goofily. "How are things in Hawaii?"
"They're great! I'm the top chef at Benihana! Anna and I are still together and better than ever," Morgan lies by acting overly happy.
"That's so good to hear. Dude, our dreams are coming true! I own my own gaming company! We just started today!"
"What? No way! Dude! That's awesome!"
"I know! It's great. We're starting out with a military simulator."
"That's so cool dude," Morgan agrees cheerily.
"If you ever get bored of Hawaii, which is improbably impossible, but there will always be a job for you here in L.A."
"Thanks," Morgan says completely graciously.
"Also," Chuck says with pride exploding through his voice, "Ellie and Devon moved out. It's just Sarah and I in my room."
"Sarah moved in?"
"Yep," Chuck says with pride flowing from every pore. "I'm gonna marry her."
"You proposed?" Morgan's voice is filled with awe and happiness. Morgan could tell that Sarah was the one from the minute they locked eyes. The way that Chuck lights up at just the sight of Sarah and how she always acted so comfortable with Chuck.
"Not yet but I'm going to. I need to find the right moment and I just don't want to push her too quickly."
"You guys have been dating for like two and a half years now!"
"It's complicated, buddy," Chuck really wants to explain everything desperately. "But if you want all the juicy details, you'll have to come back. Plus, I need my best man to help with proposal ideas."
"I'd love to help but you'd really give me a job there?" Morgan asks in slight shock.
"Obviously buddy," Chuck assures. "You've been my best friend forever and I know you can actually work if you are interested."
"Thanks. Hawaii isn't working how I hoped," Morgan says slightly sad.
"I thought you were the top chef?"
"Yea, but it isn't quite that fun," Morgan says sadly. "I couldn't flip the shrimp. I couldn't flip the shrimp."
"Then what are you still doing there?" Chuck feels for Morgan and just wants his best friend back. "You should come back here and work with me. I miss you buddy."
"I don't know where I would stay though." Morgan desperately doesn't want to live at his mother's.
"I'll talk to Sarah. See if she's okay with you living with us. I'm sure it will be okay."
"Are you sure dude? I don't want to intrude."
"You're not intruding. Trust me."
"Thanks dude. It's just not the same as California."
"I know what you mean. I'll talk to Sarah and get you home where you belong."
/
"Sarah, can I see you?" Chuck asks through the intercom of his phone.
"Right away *boss*," Sarah says happily.
A few seconds later, Sarah walks in.
"I love you," Chuck sings in a high pitched female voice, "like the girl next door who's into bondage. I love you!"
"What?" Sarah asks as a horrified smile graces her beautiful face. Chuck fumbles awkwardly as he didn't notice her step in.
"It was nothing," Chuck tries to play if off with a nervous laugh. "Damn super sneaky spy skills," Chuck mumbles under his breath.
"What was that?" She smiles widely. "Don't tell me you have a closet bondage fetish."
Chuck's eyes widen. "No," he demands profusely, "No, I am not into that! It's just a song that I heard that's stuck in my head and," he hits his forehead with his palm repeatedly as he frustrated explains, "it won't get out of my damn head! I swear."
"Really?" She crosses her arms in disbelief.
"Yes, really. It was some viral video making fun of some pop-stars."
"Fine," Sarah relents with a small smirk. "You wanted to see me, right?"
"Yes, please just sit down," he begs to change to change the subject as he points to the couch. Sarah plops down on his lap instead.
"What did you want?" She asks innocently, knowing full well what she is doing to him.
"Uh, okay, um, well," Chuck stammers awkwardly. He didn't see that coming at all. "I talked to Morgan—"
"How is he?" Sarah asks. She knows he is Chuck's best friend and already showed that he would sacrifice himself for Morgan. That means Morgan must mean a lot to Chuck.
"He's alright, but he's coming back from Hawaii and needs a place to stay. And I was hoping…"
"He can stay in Ellie and Awesome's old room?" Sarah finishes with a raised eyebrow. Chuck cracks a smile. She never calls Devon Awesome and she took the words right out of his mouth.
"Exactly."
"I know how much he means to you. It's fine sweetie," Sarah gives him a reassuring kiss. Sarah can tell that Morgan is the final puzzle piece to make up the man she loves.
"Thank you angel," Chuck kisses her back and increases the passion in it. "I love you so much."
"I guess no more walking around the apartment naked for me," Sarah shrugs teasingly as if she is sorry.
"Wait, you never walked around the apartment naked," Chuck retorts in shock. The thought of that racing through his mind puts a giant smile on his face.
"Well I guess I can't even if I wanted to," Sarah continues to tease Chuck with mock sadness.
"That is so not fair," Chuck pouts. "That's just cruel."
Sarah smiles brightly at him. "I'm sorry," she shyly bats her eyebrows at him. "I love you too," she pleads with an adorable pout through her upper eyelashes as she looks up at him. Chuck is forced to kiss her on the lips; not being able to break her spell.
/
The job has officially been started. Casey is still around and Morgan's coming back. Yes, that was a line from Yvonne's College Humor spoof. I couldn't help but add my favorite lyric from the story. Check it out at www(dot)youtube(dot)com/watch?v=xSHBvwnOARQ&feature=share The lyrics are quite hilarious if you can bear the high pitched voice. Remember to replace the (dot) with actual periods.
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