A/N: The plot thickens. Ch 5, The Plan…Kinda

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck.

Sarah sat down for lunch, in the teacher's lunch room. There was a window that separated their lunch area from the kids, so they were able to check on the kids. Chuck and Sarah hadn't talked in close to thirty-six hours since she left his house. She still wasn't sure his plan would work. Carina wanted Sarah to get close to Chuck, Roan wanted Chuck to get close to Sarah, and if she were honest, she wanted to get close to Chuck. Did Chuck want to get close to her?

She sighed and looked down at her plate. The pizza on the plate wasn't square, and it wasn't vegetarian no olives. It was round cheese…that just seemed wrong.

"Um, um, um," she heard Lou say. Sarah looked over to the table beside her. Lou caught her eye and nodded. "Did you see that fine man go into the line?" Sarah shook her head, laughing.

"You know you can't be doing that stuff either now days, right?"

Lou grinned at Sarah. She was the exact opposite of her. Short, brunette, and an odd fondness of sandwiches. "Sarah, I'd climb that guy like a tree," Lou said to her in a low tone.

Sarah nearly spit out her drink. "Lou!" she chastised in a low tone, fighting the grin on her face.

"Don't look now, but he's coming this way," Lou replied.

Sarah shook her head and turned around, and anger welled up in her again. Chuck's eyebrows shot up at the look on her face. She shook her head, nodded toward a chair. Chuck sat down and she heard a hiss of surprise from Lou. "Lou," Sarah said, turning toward Lou, daggers nearly flying from her eyes towards the shorter woman. "I would like to introduce you to my very close friend, Chuck Bartowski. I have his daughter Sam in class. He lives with his John Casey and they raise Sam together."

Lou looked very confused. "He lives with John and raises his daughter?" Sarah nodded. "And he's your close friend." Sarah nodded again. "Really?" Sarah gave her a pointed look. Lou grinned. "Happy climbing," she said softly, turning to give the two of them some privacy. Sarah turned back to Chuck who looked stunned.

"I really don't want to know, do I?" he asked. Sarah shook her head. "So our mutual friend," Chuck began.

"Silver hair and some what dashing?" Sarah inquired.

"Some what?" Chuck replied. "Sarah, come on, I'm 100% straight, but he looks good." Lou turned slowly to look at them, shook her head and turned back around. "Still don't want to know, do I?"

"Nope," she said, popping the "p".

"Anywho," Chuck said, making Sarah chuckle. "Roan wanted to know if you felt the need for us to be…uh…well…"

"Oh, God," Sarah said, dropping her head down into her hands.

"Yes, that is a noise that should be made," Chuck replied. Sarah slowly lifted her head and looked at him. "If it's done right." She stared at him. "It would have just been easier and probably less awkward at this point if I had just said sex."

"It would have been then, now…now that ship has said," Sarah informed him. Chuck nodded. "Hopefully you were more loquacious than that."

"First, thank you, as an educator for using loquacious, it helps restore my faith in the system," Chuck began.

"My pleasure," Sarah replied, shaking her head at the goof across from her.

"Second, you would think I wouldn't make this big of a mess of a conversation about sex twice in one day…" he trailed off.

"Oh, God," she replied. "I know," she added quickly, a grin on her face before he could speak. "I know." She took a deep breath. "What did you say?"

"I said that, that part of my life is personal, and as I and you are both recovering from bad relationships in the past, we were simply enjoying our time together."

"Roan wanted you to hurry up," Sarah suggested. Chuck nodded. "Was there a line about nos turn to yeses when sex is in the air?"

"Why do I feel I got taken to a school I didn't sign up for, nor want?" Chuck asked.

"Chuck," Sarah began. She studied him for a second and then continued. "Are you telling me you don't want to learn how to seduce someone?"

Chuck laid his pizza down, and wiped off his hands on his napkins. "Sarah, what I'm saying is, if I choose to be intimate with someone, I think that's special. If I choose to allow someone in, then it needs to be because of what I feel, see, and understand for that person to be about. To do all of that because I took some class…."

"Seduction actually isn't about sex," Sarah began.

"Oh, I know, he explained ALLLLL of that to me, but Sarah, I want someone to want to be with me." He paused, looking away. He turned back to her, tears in his eyes. "Is it too much to ask for someone to want me for me?"

It took every ounce of willpower in her body not to fly across the table to him. "No, Chuck," she replied softly. "That's not asking too much at all." She took his hands in hers. He lifted his head up and looked her in the eye. "In fact, I think that's the least you could ask for."

"Seriously you two, get a room," Lou said in a low tone. Sarah flicked her head toward the door and the two got up and left.

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The two found themselves in front of Ellie later that afternoon, a mysterious smile on her face.

"So let me get this straight," Ellie said, sitting on the chair across from the couch the two found themselves on. "You two have a double date with Carina and Morgan. Carina is your friend," Ellie said pointing to Sarah. "And Morgan is…well, Morgan."

"Ellie," Chuck said in a disapproving tone. She waved him off.

"And, you two are just friends, and you'd like me to watch Sam so she doesn't get the wrong idea." Sarah and Chuck thought the best thing was to have Sam no where near Carina. Also, if Ellie had Sam, Casey could do whatever black ops thing he hinted to Chuck he needed to do.

"Exactly," Chuck replied.

Sarah looked over at him. He didn't get it. Ellie didn't believe them. She thought that Sarah was falling for Chuck. Sarah knew she was, but what she was most interested in was the way Ellie was watching Chuck. Was he falling for her?

"And you two are just friends?"

"Sarah, will you please tell Ellie that we are just friends," Chuck nearly pleaded.

"Ellie, I am respecting your brother's wishes," she said before she could stop herself.

Ellie smiled at Sarah and then looked at Chuck. "You know what, fine, Friday night, I'll watch her. She can spend the night, that way you can sleep in, as late as you need to."

Chuck looked at Sarah, and then to Ellie. Sarah grinned and nodded to Ellie. She took Chuck's arm before he could say anything. "Come on, Chuck, we have a lot get ready for our double date and you know how grumpy Casey gets when he's made to wait."

"Sarah," Chuck began.

"Chuck, don't make me tell him you put ketchup on your steak."

Chuck looked at her in horror, missing the look of amusement on Ellie's face. Sarah dragged him out of the apartment. She turned to him once the door was closed. "Listen, I'm sorry, but we can't have Ellie knowing the truth."

"She thinks we're dating," Chuck replied. He ran his hand through his hair, frustrated.

"Am I really that bad of an option as a girlfriend?" she asked, barely able to hide the hurt in her voice.

"What? No!" Chuck replied, shocked. "Are you kidding me? Ellie is ecstatic, if there was something real, I'd be constantly pinching myself asking how this was real and not a dream. Sarah, you don't get it. Ellie is gonna push."

"I can handle Ellie," Sarah replied, crossing her arms.

"Oh really," Chuck replied, amused, and mimicked her by crossing his arms. "So if she refers to you as my girlfriend?"

"Fine," Sarah replied. "And you will not say a word, you will not react, understood, this is for Sam."

"Sarah," Chuck replied, shaking his head. "You don't get it. If she talks about you being my girlfriend I'm gonna smile this goofy smile, because that's what I'd do if someone like you dated me."

"Someone like me?"

"Really, you're gonna make me describe you?" Chuck asked, heading toward the car. Sarah saw rustling in the blinds and took his hand. He glanced at her.

"For the cover," she said with a wink. "Yeah, Chuck, how about it, you know if she asks what attracted me to you."

"Oh, that's easy," Chuck replied. Sarah's heart fell. She knew what was coming, she had heard it ever since her CIA days. She wanted to be wanted for her. Not because she looked good. "You've got this amazing heart. Obviously I can't tell her about all the things that happened to you in your life, but I can tell her you have overcome many obstacles, and still have all this amazing love for your kids."

She stopped by her car and turned toward him. "Really?" she asked softly.

"Yeah, really," he replied.

She looked away. "I've never had anyone say anything so sweet about me before."

"Golly, gee, ma'am. Now I feel eight." She turned back to him and saw the smile. She knew she shouldn't but she couldn't stop herself if she tried.

She stepped toward him and brushed away an invisible piece of lint on his shirt, her fingers lingering over his chest for just a moment. "I am well aware that you are not eight, Chuck. I am well aware that you are one hell of a guy. I just have trouble believing you're real and someone hasn't scooped you up."

"Why would anyone want me?" Chuck asked. She shook her head and patted him on the chest.

"Lou ring a bell, Chuck?" Sarah asked, walking over to her car door.

"At school? Yeah, she's nice enough."

"She'd like to climb you like a tree," Sarah said, opening the door. Chuck swallowed, opened his door and got in. "She also thinks I'm the one currently doing all the climbing with you."

"I see," Chuck replied, sounding a little out of breath. "Should I do anything to tell her she's wrong?"

"Up to you, Chuck, up to you."

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Sarah had taken Chuck home. He had very little to say. She could almost hear the gears turning in his head trying to process everything that had been said. It was a lot. She was very aware of that. She hadn't meant for things to go so far.

She got out of the shower and looked down at her bare leg, and the scaring there. If you didn't know where to look, it was hard to see. Bryce. He was the reason she wasn't in the CIA. He was the reason she was teaching and had meet Chuck. And apparently he was the man who had slept with Jill after she was pregnant with Chuck's child. She wanted to murder him, shoot him, and hug him all at the same time.

She toweled off, slipped on a robe, and poured a glass of wine. She was having serious feelings about one Chuck Bartowski and he had to figure out what she was going to do about him. She had to figure out if she could do what she wanted to do. She was pretty sure he was in favor of her thoughts of what she could do with him, but she wasn't 100% certain.

She was pulled out of her thoughts by the feeling of something electronic coming on. She spun around toward the TV, and gasped at the sight in front of her.

"Agent Walker, I need your help," Director Tom King said to her on her TV screen.

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Casey stood outside of Jill's car. It was dark, and he had on his old black spy clothes. He felt his finger twitch. Damn he really wanted to shoot someone. He was heading toward the office, when he saw a form head toward one of the back doors. The door opened, light spilling out. He clearly saw Jill, and the man gave her a kiss as he entered. He turned back, looking over his shoulder, but the light coming out of the doorway, messed with his vision looking out over the dark parking lot. He didn't see Casey, but Casey saw him. Bryce Larkin. What the hell was he doing here? Did Sarah know he was alive? Was she part of a plan to get to Chuck? Was this whole thing an elaborate scheme to get to Chuck and Sam and Chuck's creation. Casey didn't know, but he knew one thing. If Walker was working with Larkin and Roberts, she was going to pay dearly.

A/N: Remember Chapter 1 A/N that said misunderstandings all around? Keep that in mind. More to come, have faith guys, it's me. Reviews and PMs are always welcome, until next time.

David