A/N: Ah the MI6 chapters, or the Beefcake chapters. How will Chuck and Casey deal with the new agent, especially with Sarah and Bela working so closely with him. Please review!


"Casey!" Bela laughs, her arms around his neck as he sets her down on the Orange Orange counter. "Sarah'll be opening soon!"

"She's chit chatting with Bartowski, that'll keep them away for a good hour or so," he grins, roughly kissing down her neck.

"What has gotten into you," she asks, gasping as he pushes her legs apart.

"I'm about to get into you," he growls, pushing her back slightly.

"Casey!" she yells in disbelief, quickly whacking him on the arm as the doors open, Chuck and Sarah pausing as they see the two.

"I serve people food on that bench," Sarah says, folding her arms across her chest.

"You two are like animals," Chuck adds, shaking his head as they adjust their clothing.

"So we'll be in the castle," Bela says, following Casey out the back and frowning as he pauses. "What're you doing?"

"Listening," he shrugs.

She raises an eyebrow at this, shaking her head as he moves into the front.

"Probably not the best idea to give the 'it's not you it's me' speech to a trained assassin wielding a knife," Casey says, poking his head in.

"I was warming up into more original terrain," Chuck frowns. "Can you give us a minute please?"

"Eh," Casey shrugs, moving back out the back.

"Can we just go downstairs?" Bela whispers, pressing up against him. "We've got time before Beckman debriefs us don't we?"

"You weren't in the mood before," he says, watching her carefully.

"Well now I am, funny that," she says, glaring up at him. "Something tells me you're still in the mood as well."

He pulls away from her, ducking back out the front.

"Great; the most annoying romance of my life is finally over," he growls. "Downstairs now!"

"They broke up?" Bela asks, turning as the others join them. "You guys broke up?"

"Come on!" Casey grunts, all but dragging Bela down the stairs into the main area of castle.


"We were able to lift a print off the body bag," General Beckman informs them. "It seems the grave was robbed by a Fulcrum agent; Cole Barker."

"Seems like a real ladies man," Casey grunts, watching Bela stare at the screen with interest.

"He arrived at LAX this morning and took a cab to the Standard Hotel," she continues. "We suspect that's where he's going to meet his Fulcrum contact later and make a handoff. Agent Walker and Miss Tiernan will attempt to retrieve the intelligence he's carrying, using any means necessary. That's all."

"What?" Chuck asks, glancing at the two women.

"Hey, can we get a little closer on this picture of Cole; maybe push in on his… groinal area?" Bela asks.

"You seeing something you like down there, sweetheart?" Casey growls.

She ignores him as she leans forward, Chuck noticing her reaction and doing the same.

"Oh," Chuck says, sitting back. "Okay, we just flashed."

"And the intelligence is in Cole's belt buckle," Bela deadpans, glancing at Sarah.

"Huh," Casey snorts. "Well you two are just gonna have to get his pants off. Good thing Bartowski dumped ya."

"You trust her?" Chuck asks, surprised by Casey's calm reaction.

"It's a mission," he shrugs. "She'll do what she has to."

"Great," Bela smiles, exchanging worried looks with Sarah. "Can't wait."


"How are you?" Sarah asks, sitting next to Bela at the bar of the hotel.

"Nervous," she smiles, taking a sip of her drink. "But I'll be okay. Just don't leave me."

"I'll be with you the entire night, don't worry," she assures her, noticing Chuck and Casey's amused glances. "What?"

"Nothing," Chuck smirks. "Just… okay, come on. The two of you, two women, on a mission to remove an agent's pants? Come on."

"Shut up," Bela growls, turning away from him. "Just… stop talking."

"Game on," Casey interrupts. "Beefcake just stepped in."

Bela rolls her eyes at him before both Sarah and her glance across at Cole.

"Where's his contact?" Chuck asks.

"Do I have an intersect in my head, look around," Casey says. "We don't have much time here Walker, so take Bela and get to his room, get his belt off. Make it a quickie, Bells."

"I will kill you," she growls.

"Maybe there's a better way to do this," Chuck interrupts. "Y'know, throw a sack over his head, drag him outside. Come on, Casey, you're always up for a good mugging."

"Can't risk his contact seeing us," Casey says. "What's the matter Bartowski, afraid of a little competition?"

"Are you?" Chuck asks, nodding at Bela who was adjusting her cleavage.

"Hey, quit it," Casey growls, gaining her attention.

"Cole's Fulcrum contact is gonna be here any minute, time to get to work," Sarah says, interrupting the two.

"I'm just wondering if it's okay for Bela to be alone with such a dangerous guy," Chuck says.

"It's okay Chuck, I've got protection," Sarah says, Bela choking on her drink being Sarah shows them the gun in her handbag. "And besides, we have a safe word; if either of us asks for any crystal champagne, Casey will know we're in trouble."

"They'll be fine," Casey says. "Trust me."

"You're the one trusting your girlfriend not to do anything that she would otherwise normally do," Chuck shrugs, Casey eyes lingering on Bela as Sarah and her stand up.

"Just let me do the talking," Sarah says as they make their way over to Cole.

"Yeah," Bela nods. "That's probably best."

"Hi," Sarah smiles, sitting down opposite Cole.

Bela's eyes widen as she looks for another seat, Cole shifting slightly to make room beside him. She smiles, quickly taking a seat.

"We noticed you sitting alone," Sarah says.

"Very observant," he says.

"Do you want some company?" she asks.

"Not really," he says, shaking his head. Bela glances across at Sarah, wondering what to do next.

"Well, neither do we but the problem is if we sit at the bar every guy in here is going to think we're lonely and desperate and try and take a shot at two total strangers," Sarah continues.

"Isn't that what you're doing right now?" Cole asks before turning to Bela. "Except you're taking a shot at one total stranger, not two."

"Guilty as charged," Bela smiles.

"If we're going to continue this conversation, I think I should make one thing abundantly clear," he says. "I'm not a very nice guy."

"Good, 'cause we're not into nice guys," Sarah smiles, leaning forward.

"Really?" he asks, turning again to Bela. "Why is that?"

"Well all they want to do is talk about their feelings and emotions and sometimes what a woman really wants is a man who acts," Bela informs him.

"Well then why don't we stop talking and take this up to my room," he suggests. "You have my word nothing nice will happen."

The three stand, Sarah throwing a look over her shoulder at Chuck and Casey as Cole rests his hand against Bela's back, the elevator doors opening.

He ushers them inside, smiling down at them as the doors close.

"What floor?" Sarah asks.

"Hit eleven," he says, pulling the two closer.

Bela swallows hard, glancing at Sarah.

"Don't be so nervous," he whispers in her ear, gaining her attention back.

"She's fine," Sarah says, smiling reassuringly at her as the doors open.

"Which room is yours?" Bela asks.

"Eleven twenty one," he replies as they make their way down the hallway. "It's a suite, with a fantastic view, a giant king sized bed and a Jacuzzi tub."

"Ooh!" Bela says excited before Sarah shakes her head at her.

"Here we are," Cole says, unlocking the room before the three make their way inside.

"Wow-" Bela starts before Cole pulls them both against him, Bela trying desperately not to elbow Sarah as she pulls his jacket off.

"Not so fast," he says, pushing Sarah's hands away from his belt.

"I usually don't do this on the first date," Sarah explains, Bela raising an eyebrow at this before Cole's mouth covers hers, her arms instinctively pulling him closer.

He grabs Sarah's handbag, tossing it on the floor before leaning on the back of the couch.

'My bag,' Sarah mouths to Bela before pushing the two over the couch, both landing on the floor as Sarah moves towards the bag.

"Where do you think you're going?" Cole asks, pulling Sarah down next to them. He grabs the bag from her hands, tossing it across the room once again.

He moans pulling the two women to standing before Sarah pushes him against the wall, her eyes scanning the room for her bag once again as Bela tries to keep him distracted.

"Let me just get something from my purse," Sarah says before Cole spins her around, pinning the both of them against the wall now.

"Let's take this belt off," Bela smiles seductively.

"Sure thing," he agrees, helping her to pull it off before pinning her arms above her head.

"Whoa! Slow down a little here," Sarah says as he binds Bela and Sarah's arms with the belt.

"I told you I wasn't a nice guy," he grins.

"We're willing to try new things but uh, it's getting a little hot in here," Sarah says, glancing at her bag again. "Maybe grab some champagne. Maybe some crystal?"

"I'll order the ladies some crystal," he sighs, moving away.

"How long do you think it'll take Casey to get here?" Bela whispers as Cole orders room service.

"He'll be here quick, trust me," she says, winking at her before the two turn back to Cole.

"Where were we?" he growls, his hands sliding under their dresses.

Bela gasps as she hears tearing, looking down to see her dress on the floor before Sarah's soon joins it.

He kisses her, quickly pulling back as Sarah tries to reach for her handbag again. He pushes them away, picking it up before pulling out the gun and aiming it at the two.

"This is getting a little too dangerous for me right now," Bela says, her arm still uncomfortably tied to Sarah's.

"Enough games, ladies," he says. "Who do you work for?"

"Hey, somebody order room service, champagne!" Chuck yells from the other side of the door, Cole glancing at it. Sarah takes the brief distraction and kicks the gun out of his hand before planting a solid kick in the side of his head. She continues to kick him as he falls to the ground, Bela being dragged along with her.

"M-maybe you should put your dresses on," Chuck says once he crashes through the door, trying not to stare at Bela and Sarah in their underwear as they hold Cole down. "'Cause it's… chilly in here."

"Can you untie us?" Sarah asks, nodding at the belt.

"Uh, s-sure," Chuck says, quickly undoing it before making sure he had the buckle.

"Give me your jacket," Sarah whispers to him, staring down at the torn dress.

He nods, quickly shrugging out of it before holding it open for her.

"Thanks," she smiles, Bela pulling Cole's jacket on.

"Let's go," Sarah says, the four making their way down the hallway and into the elevator.

"Where's Casey?" Bela asks concern on her face.

"He had something to take care of," Chuck says.

"Casey, we've got the belt and Agent Barker and we're heading to the car," Chuck says into his watch as they exit the elevator into the car park.

"You guys are making a huge mistake," Cole says.

"You just keep your mouth shut, we'll deal with you later," Chuck says.

"There won't be a later unless you listen to me, you have no idea who you're dealing with," he continues.

"You think we're falling for this?" Sarah asks. "Trust me, you're not that charming."

They turn as a helicopter appears.

"That's not our ride!" Sarah yells and they duck down as it begins shooting at them.

"Who are they!" Chuck yells.

"Not us!" Sarah yells. "Okay, you stay here I'm gonna try and pull fire away from you! Casey, it's Sarah we need help now!"

"Sarah, Sarah!" Chuck and Bela yell, watching her leave.

"Okay, listen to me clearly," Cole says. "I'm not a Fulcrum agent, I'm MI6 working undercover."

"Why didn't you say anything before!" Bela yells.

"Because I didn't want to blow my cover!"

"How do we know you're not lying?" Chuck asks.

"You don't, but if you want her to live you don't have a choice," he explains. "Do something, or she's already dead!"

Bela sighs, quickly undoing his binds.

"Thanks," he says, grabbing the gun from Sarah's bag before leaving them and rushing over to Sarah.

She ducks down next to a car as he fires at the helicopter, hitting a gas tank and causing it to explode, the helicopter catching alight and crashing down before it also explodes.

"Oh thank God!" Bela gasps, making her way over to them before Casey knocks Cole out.

"What was that for!" Sarah yells, Chuck also making his way over.

"Casey, he's not Fulcrum," Bela says quietly, the two agents turning to her in disbelief. "He's MI6."


"I want to apologize to you directly, Agent Barker," General Beckman says. "We had no record you were MI6."

"Your people just blew eighteen months of undercover work," he says bitterly.

"We did recover the stolen intelligence, didn't we?" Chuck asks, holding up the chip from the belt buckle. "It wasn't a complete loss."

"Whatever information is on that chip is useless without the playback device," Cole informs them.

"Why?" Sarah asks.

"Fulcrum devised a system to ensure that critical information, if intercepted, couldn't be read," he explains. "My mission was to bring the chip to my contact and find out what's on it; to do that we need the playback device."

"I'm ordering you to stay locked down in castle overnight Agent Barker, until we speak to your superiors and figure out our next move," Beckman says. "Agent Walker or Tiernan will stay with you to make sure you don't get yourself into any more trouble."

Casey and Chuck both look up at this before she ends the transmission.

"Well, I could think of worse ways to spend the night," Cole says.

"Bells, you're not staying here with him," Casey growls, Sarah turning to him.

"Bela can do whatever she likes," she warns.

"Bells?" Cole snorts. "Someone has a crush on you, sweetheart."

"You can stay at my house, if you wanted to," Chuck offers. "Our best friend Morgan is on the sofa and I don't think he'd mind if you were there. He has a beard, like yours."

"I'll stay, it's fine," Bela yawns, ignoring Casey. "Right now all I want to do is sleep anyway, so he can't exactly get into any shenanigans."

"Not that you'll know whilst you're sleeping, sweetheart," Cole jokes, Casey's fists clenching at this.

"Are you sure you want to stay?" Sarah asks, interrupting.

"Yeah, it's fine," she shrugs.

"Alright," she nods, Chuck and Sarah getting ready to leave.

"Bela, a minute?" Casey asks, and she nods before following him up the stairs to the Orange Orange.

"What?" she asks as he tenses.

"You got really into your cover, huh?" he asks, stroking the bite marks on her neck.

"It got heated," she shrugs. "Sarah has them too. I think the two of us kissed at one point, as well."

He raises an eyebrow at this and she laughs, shaking her head.

"You're so gullible," she teases before smiling up at him sweetly. "Can you bring me a change of clothes in the morning?"

He nods.

"Call me if you need anything," he adds, kissing her before pulling back.

"As if you won't be watching all night anyway," she smirks, making her way back into castle.

"Sweetheart, which will it be?" Cole asks as she makes her way down the stairs. "Top or bottom?"

She glares at him as she walks straight past him into the bathroom.

"Either is alright with me!" he calls after her.


"Bela," Cole whispers, chuckling as she moves closer against him in her sleep.

She mutters incoherently, turning her head to the side.

"Morning, sweetheart," he grins, his lips pressing against her neck.

She moans, arching into him.

"Morning," she smiles before realisation hits her and her eyes open wide. "Oh my God!"

She pushes Cole away, quickly climbing out of the cots.

"Well you were enjoying it before," he says, watching her amused.

"No," she says, shaking her head. "I though you were-no!"

He stands up, slowly making his way over to her.

"Where are the showers?" he asks and she closes her eyes, pointing in their direction. "Thanks."

He hesitates, and she slowly opens her eyes to see him still in front of her.

"What?" she asks.

"My shirt looks good on you," he smirks before leaving.


She sighs, sitting down at the table.

"Morning," Chuck says, Casey and Sarah following him down the stairs.

Bela stares up at them, her arms wrapped around her knees. Cole sat opposite her, looking bored.

"Morning," she mumbles.

"Can I have a word?" Casey asks, tossing a bag of clothes in front of her.

She nods, standing up as he follows her into the bathroom.

He remains silent as she strips, pulling on her work clothes.

"You slept with him," he says, and she turns to him angrily.

"I did no such thing!" she protests.

"You slept in the same bed with him, whatever, you know what I meant," he growls and she calms down. "I saw what happened this morning."

"I'm sorry, I really thought that I was home with you," she whispers, her eyes meeting his. "I promise."

He sighs, his arm slipping around her waist as he pulls her closer, his lips meeting hers.

"I swear it meant nothing," she continues as they pull back.

"I believe you," he nods, unlocking the door before following her back out to the others.

"Here's your shirt," Bela says, quickly tossing it to Cole.

"Smells lovely," he smirks before pulling it on as Chuck and Sarah examine the chip.

"So we can't open it, how do we get the playback device?" Casey asks.

"Well, maybe we can hack the chip," Chuck suggests as he turns to Bela. "I mean, we've cracked a data drive or two in our day."

"Not like this," Cole says. "It's a little more complicated than you and your friends stealing video games."

"Yeah, don't try and be a hero on this one Bartowski, leave it to the pros," Casey snorts.

"Excuse me, we are pros," Bela interrupts. "Our jobs are certified electronics technicians."

"Great cover," Cole says.

"It's not a cover, it's their lives," Casey jokes, Bela glaring at him.

"Look, the only way we're gonna read what's on that chip is if we get the playback device," Cole says. "Maybe my cover is still intact; I'll call my contact and arrange a new meeting."

"No, that's too dangerous," Sarah says.

"Ohh, it's sweet that you're worried about me but I can handle the heat."

"It's not that I'm worried about you, it's the intelligence that's on that chip falling into Fulcrum's hands," she corrects.

"Fine," he shrugs. "I'll go without it, leave the chip here. Worst case scenario we use this opportunity to smoke out a few Fulcrum agents."

"Worst case scenario they catch ya and kill ya," Casey adds.

"Yeah," he says. "Well that's a chance I'm just gonna have to take."

He slowly stands up, winking at Bela before following Casey out the back.

"Sarah give us a chance, maybe we can do this," Chuck asks.

"Guys just go back to the Buy More, we'll call you when it's over," she says, moving over to the others.

"Don't get cute with that chip," Casey says as he walks past them.


"Why did you just get slapped?" Bela asks, smirking as Chuck joins her at the Nerd Herd desk.

"Jeff and Lester," he mutters, sitting down next to her as he glances at the chip in her hand. "How're you going with it?"

"I think I've almost… got it," she says, the chip flashing as she connects the last wire to it. "Huh."

"And they said it couldn't be done," Chuck says, grinning as she types on the laptop in front of them, decrypting the chip. "Well that's when they call in the real pros, isn't it?"

"Chuck… that is… us," Bela whispers, staring at the screen.

He nods slowly, the two glancing over the screen at the people walking towards them before they both flash on the woman; Alexis White.

They stare at each other wide eyed before Chuck smashing the chip, the screen going black.

"Hi," Chuck says as they reach them. "How can we help you?"

"That was dumb," Alexis says after noticing the destroyed chip. "Why do people always insist on doing things the hard way?"

"No, no," Bela says, shaking her head nervously. "I assure you, we don't… what is the hard way?"


"Oh, oh my God, this is unbearable!" Chuck groans, his arms restrained above his head. "My back is killing me, my wrists are chaffing."

"Oh, shut up!" Bela snaps.

"This is gonna get ugly, what levels are their pain tolerance?"

"His is about a one out of ten," Sarah answers.

"A what? A one?" Chuck yells. "I'd say I'm at least at an eight."

"Chuck, the torture hasn't started yet," Sarah says, Bela letting out a laugh at this.

"This is the pre torture?" he frowns. "Okay, put me down as a one."

"Bela, you okay?" Sarah asks, ignoring Chuck's complaints.

"Fine," she sighs, steadying her breathing. "I'll be fine."

"She's a tough one, eh?" Cole asks.

"High threshold for pain," Sarah nods.

"Thanks?" Bela asks, staring at them.

"Sarah, Sarah, we saw it," Chuck says, turning to look at her. "We know what's on the chip."

"What?" she asks before Chuck nods at Cole.

"Sorry mate it's a bit difficult to put my fingers in my ears at the moment," he says.

"It's okay, Chuck," Sarah says.

"We're on it, Bela and me," he says.

"We can't let Fulcrum find out, no matter what they do to either of you do not tell them," she orders.

"I can't handle torture Sarah," Chuck cries. "You see all those syringes over there; you know how I feel about needles."

"Don't worry about torture, I'll incite them get them to kill us quick," Cole says.

"Interesting plan," Bela says, glancing at him.

"Okay, we just have to hold out until Casey gets here," Sarah says. "Until then if the pain becomes unbearable just pass out."

"How?"

"Scare yourself."

"Shouldn't be too hard," Bela says, smiling at him.

"Glad to see you're all in such a chatty mood," Alexis says, joining them. "The identity of the intersect is on that chip, so who wants to tell me first?"

Chuck gulps as he stares at the machete she held towards him.

"Perhaps you?" she asks, nodding at the two men to get Bela down.

"Bela!" Chuck yells, watching them drag her across the room.

"What are you doing?" Bela growls, struggling against them as she spots a large tub of water. "Are you kidding me?"

Alexis grabs Bela's wrists, dragging her into the tub.

"Don't!" Bela hisses as the cold water envelopes her.

"What are you-?" Bela begins before being thrust under the water.

"No!" Chuck yells, watching her struggle against Alexis.

"Who's going to talk?" she asks, pulling Bela up roughly.

"Stop-stop it!" Chuck yells, staring wide eyed at Bela as she gasps for air before being pushed under again. "Stop!"

"Then talk," Alexis says, holding her under for longer.

"Fine," Chuck says, waiting until Bela's pulled to the surface again. "I'll talk."

"Chuck, don't," Bela gasps, staring over at him. "I'm okay, don't say anything."

"Quiet," Alexis growls, shoving her under again. "Now tell me who the intersect is by three, or I'm not pulling her up."

Chuck stares at Bela struggling under the water, his breath hitching as her splashing becomes less forceful.

"It's me!" he yells in unison with Cole. They all look up at the sound of sirens and screeching tires.

"Get her!" Casey yells, watching an agent run after Alexis before looking around.

"There," Sarah says, nodding towards the tub. He sees Bela hunched over the side as she refills her lungs with air.

"Hey sweetheart," he whispers, lifting her out of the water.

She stares up at him wide eyed before looking around, sighing in relief as she sees Chuck, Cole and Sarah still alive.

"You need to stop getting yourself into these situations," Casey says, wrapping his jacket around her before brushing her hair out of her face. She laughs, her hand still braced against her side.

"You break some ribs?" he asks, stopping her as he lifts her shirt. She hisses as he presses against her skin.

"They're just bruised," she sighs, her voice raspy as he releases her. "You're gonna have to take it easy on me for a while."

He laughs at this, resting a hand on her back as he follows her.

"I think I can manage that," he smirks as the paramedics examine her.

"How is she, is she okay?" Chuck asks, rushing over.

"I'm fine," she says, smiling up at him. "Thanks, dummy. You told them."

"Told them what?" Casey growls.

"I wasn't gonna let her keep hurting Bela!" he frowns, Casey nodding at this.

"No, you did good," Casey mutters, wrapping his arm around Bela as the paramedics clear her. "C'mon."

"I did good?" Chuck calls after them. "I did good."


"I can't believe you two are moving in together," Bela laughs, shaking her head at Chuck and Morgan. "Ellie is gonna flip."

"You know you are more than welcome to move in with us," Morgan says, grinning up at her. Casey growls as he glares down at him. "Or not, it's entirely up to you."

"Thanks for the offer guys," she laughs, pulling away from Casey before making her way over to his apartment.

"Hey, Casey, you got a minute?" Chuck asks, waiting for Morgan to leave the two alone.

"What is it, Bartowski?" he asks, watching Bela unlock the apartment before slipping inside.

"Is Bela okay?" he asks. "Y'know, after everything that happened."

"She's fine," Casey shrugs. "Why?"

"She has a fear of drowning," he says, watching as Casey looks up at this. "Her torture would have been even harder on her, that's why I told Alexis I was the intersect, to get her to stop."

He stares blankly at him before sighing.

"I'll deal with it," he mutters, making his way to his apartment.

"Casey," Chuck interrupts. "Take it easy on her, okay?"

He nods, quickly moving inside before locking the door behind him.

Bela was strewn across the couch, a water bottle with a discoloured liquid dangling from one of her hands as her other clutched the remote.
"How are you feeling?" he asks, standing beside the couch.

"Fine," she mumbles, her eyes not moving from the screen.

He sniffs the air before reaching down at taking the bottle from her hand.

"Hey!" she protests, moving to her feet as she follows him into the kitchen.

"You can't just drink until you feel better, Bela," he growls, tossing the bottle in the sink.

"It was diluted!" she frowns, folding her arms across her chest. "With vodka."

"C'mon," he says, pulling her upstairs.

"What're you doing?" she asks warily as she stops in the bathroom doorway, watching him turn on the shower. "Casey…"

"When was the last time you washed?" he asks, and she carefully sniffs at herself.

"I smell fine," she mutters, ignoring him.

"You need to shower, Bells," he says, moving in front of her. "Nothing's gonna happen to you here. I won't let it."

"I'm fine, I'll shower when I need one," she shrugs.

"Trust me sweetheart, you need one," he nods, removing his shirt.

She glares at him as he strips, refusing to move from the doorway.

"Your turn," he says, his hands gripping the bottom of her shirt.

"No," she says, shaking her head as she pulls away from him.

"If you're not gonna shower, at least change your clothes," he asks. "You did just finish work."

"Fine," she growls, quickly stripping before gasping as he grabs her arm.

"Casey," she cries, pulling against him. "Please."

He kisses her firmly, wrapping his arms around her before slowly moving backwards into the shower. He feels her tense as the water hits her, but holds her tight in the embrace.

Her arms wrap around his neck, refusing to loosen until he presses her back against the shower wall.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" he whispers, kissing her forehead.

She steadies her breathing, slowly opening her eyes and meeting his.

"You're okay," he assures her.

"I'm okay," she nods, smiling up at him. "Thank you."


"Hopefully now you're over your fear of the shower at least," Casey grins, rolling off of Bela and onto his back. He pulls the sheets up to cover them as she moves against his side, resting her head on his chest.

"Chuck told you and Sarah about my fear of drowning, didn't he," she says quietly and he nods. "Great."

"It's okay," he whispers and she shakes her head.

"It's not," she says. "It's stupid. Of all things to be afraid of."

He rolls her onto her back, staring down at her.

"She held you under the water, Bells," he says, his lips brushing against her cheek. "She tried to kill you; I'd be worried if you weren't scared after that."

She nods slowly, a smile spreading across her face as his lips move down her neck.

"You're always so amorous after I nearly die," she teases, frowning as he raises his head to stare into her eyes.

"Not funny," he growls.

"It's a little funny," she smirks, laughing as his lips move to her neck again before he curses as his phone rings.

"Turn it off," she growls as he rolls out of bed, snatching the phone from the dresser.

"Yeah," he mutters into it before straightening up. She frowns as he leaves the room quickly, growing annoyed as he moves further down the hall.

She sighs, grabbing her own phone as she continues to wait. She was in the middle of replying to a message from Chuck when the bed shifts beside her.

"Beckman?" she asks, moving the phone out of his reach.

"Yeah," he sighs, waiting for her to finish. She sets her phone down after a moment, turning to face him.

"What?" she asks, noticing the worried look on his face.

"Barker's been captured."

"Captured?" she asks, frowning.

"He knows Bartowski and you are the intersects. This means I'm going to be watching you 24/7," he says.

"You do that, anyway," she smirks.

"This is serious, Bela," he growls. "You're not to go anywhere without me, don't do anything without telling me first."

"Okay," she nods, leaning against him as he wraps an arm around her.

"I'll keep you safe," he whispers, resting his chin on the top of her head. "I promise."


A/N: Next chapter Chuck and Bela meet someone who may be able to remove the intersect from their heads, but will they reach him before Fulcrum does? Please review!