A/N: I'm hip deep in a fic called Chuck and Sarah vs College (If you haven't read it, it's a little fluffy…wait…I wrote it so that kinda describes everything..) but I keep getting requests for this one, so…..

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck.

"Run that by me again." Morgan was being brought in on the plan, but he was having a hard time buying in. "So, if I understand right, the old guy that I saw at the Buy More is trying to split you two up, and he's using my…excuse me my former, Carina."

"Pretty sure she's Carina either way," Chuck replied.

"But she's not mine any more," Morgan clarified. Again, Chuck wasn't sure that was exactly a clarification.

"Morgan, she wasn't ever yours, Carina doesn't work that way," Sarah gently explained.

"And, you're sure this guy will get her attention?" Sarah looked at Chuck, who nodded. She showed him the picture. "Wow," he said softly. "If it doesn't work out with her…."

"Just walk him into any club in LA?" Chuck offered. Morgan nodded. "I get it, he's very attractive."

"I'm glad you two are so secure in your manhood, but…I'm getting a little uncomfortable," Sarah said, looking from one to the other. She turned to Morgan. "I need you to act normal tonight."

"Not a problem," Morgan replied. Sarah and Chuck shared a look.

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"I like it," Casey said after they explained the plan to him. "But, I have an idea that might make it even better."

"What could you do to make this better?" Chuck asked.

"Wu," Casey answered. Chuck's eyes grew huge. Sarah looked from Casey to Chuck confused.

"Christ," Chuck muttered.

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"We don't really need the bumper rails up, Uncle Morgan," Sam was telling him. Morgan had insisted they rent three lanes and he was playing with the two girls since Chuck said it would be okay to bring Sally. He asked Sarah, and she thought it added to the authenticity of the outing.

"Of course you do, you don't want to throw gutterballs all night," Morgan insisted.

"Uncle Morgan….you're the one who throws gutterballs," Sam replied.

"Okay," he said softly. "Maybe I'm trying to impress someone."

"Got it," Sally said. "We can help you."

"Why do I have a feeling this is going to be bad?" Chuck asked.

"Ummm, I did something," Sarah said softly, making Chuck turn to her. She looked straight ahead. "I think Casey's right, but I think he missed someone." Chuck didn't say anything. "Himself."

"Christ," Chuck muttered. That made her look at him. "What?"

"That's his line, and that's twice today, is there something I need to know?" Before he could respond, it began. It couldn't have been any better timed if it had been planned out for months. Cole politely declined Carina's advances. As he did, Anna entered, with a little more mascara than usual, and Chuck swore her skirt was a little shorter and her shirt opened a button more than it usually was. He was going to say something about her wearing the nerd herd outfit, but it worked.

She strolled toward Morgan, paused as she got there, grabbed his head and pulled him in for a searing kiss. Sam shot her hand over Sally's eyes. Chuck put his hand over Sam's eyes, and Sarah put her hand over Chuck's eyes.

He turned to her. "Why?"

"I felt like I needed to protect you," she replied with a shrug. Chuck began to get a grin on his face. They both turned to watch Carina. She was pissed. It was obvious she was Morgan's, or Martin's, second choice, and she hated that. She scanned the room and got an evil grin on her face. She zeroed in on Casey, but he wasn't paying any attention to her. They followed his gaze and saw Gertrude walking toward Casey.

"Is she gonna?" Chuck began, when Gertrude grabbed Casey's head and gave him a searing kiss. "Yep…she is."

"I'm starting to feel a little peer pressure here," Sarah muttered.

"Is it peer pressure or desire?" Chuck whispered in her ear, making her eyebrows nearly shoot off of her head.

Before she could respond, Gertrude released Casey. "This is a date, we're gonna bowl, you're gonna pay, and we're going to eat nachos and drink beer."

"Yes, ma'am!" Casey said, a light in his eyes Chuck had never seen before.

Chuck felt a tug on his hand and looked down at Sally. "Are you gonna be okay Mr. Chuck?" she asked. "I know you two were very tall together, but he looks extremely happy."

"Sally," Chuck began, but heard Sarah clear her throat and remembered the 'cover'. "Sally, I just want Casey to be happy. Whatever that looks like," Chuck admitted.

Sally hugged him. "You're a good guy, Mr. Chuck. We'll find you someone yet."

"I think Miss Sarah is working on that," Chuck told her.

"I'll take care of him," Sarah said, winking at Sam. Sam's smile nearly lit up the room.

"You sure I can't help, look at what I did for Mr. Morgan and his girlfriend," Sally reminded them.

"Pretty sure," Chuck began, but again, Sarah cleared her throat. "Pretty sure I need to take it slow to find the right person." He looked over at Sarah and she nearly blushed.

"Still, it's a shame, you two were so tall together," Sally replied, and headed back to her lane to bowl.

"What does that even mean?" Chuck asked.

"It means I'm gonna have to figure out if I'm tall enough to be your girlfriend," Sarah said. Chuck spun, his eyes wide. He pointed to himself. "Mmmhmm."

"You're…my…girlfriend?" Chuck asked, amazed. Sarah nodded.

"Do you want to hear the rest?" she asked, brushing a nonexistent piece of lint off of his shirt. He nodded like Ed from the Lion King. "That makes, you, Chuck Bartowski, my boyfriend."

"Oh, God," he said softly.

"I mean, if that's okay with you." Her eyebrows were playfully arched.

"Totally, completely okay," he replied.

"I'm gonna go get some M&Ms and something to drink," she said with a smirk. She spun and headed toward the concession stand. Chuck started to back up, when he tripped and fell backwards. He shook his head and looked up.

"You okay, moron?" Casey asked.

"You really care," Chuck replied. Casey grunted disgustedly.

"Maybe he needs mouth to mouth," Sally suggested.

"He's fine," Casey retorted.

"But he could die," Sally insisted.

"I'll chance it," Casey said, walking away.

"I tried, but I think it's over Mr. Chuck. You'll have to find someone else to be tall with," Sally said, heading back to her lane.

"What does that even mean?" Chuck asked, and realized he was all alone, on the ground.

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Chuck and Sarah were sitting side by side in the plastic seats, watching the fun. Carina had stormed off earlier, shooting the two of them a deathlook. Cole had introduced himself to Chuck and everything was going wonderfully until Sam sat down next to them on the seats.

"Miss Sarah, I promise I won't let anyone know when you sleep over," Sam began. Chuck nearly choked. "I know you and Daddy would be sleeping together, but if he snores or hogs the blankets you can sleep with me."

"That is very sweet of you, Sam," Sarah replied, trying to hold in the grin. "But I'd like to know where you heard about that."

"Oh, on TV, every time a couple fall in love they sleep together. They get better sleep….at least that's how they look the next day on the TV. They're all smiley and stuff," Sam explained.

"Probably feel safer when your near someone you love and trust," Sarah said.

Sam's eyes got big. "You love Daddy?" Sam asked reverently. Sarah had misstepped and she knew it. She had been teasing Chuck, thinking she had an ally on her side, and now, now her ally had pulled the rug out from under her.

"Sam, sweetie, that's something that Miss Sarah has to decide and tell me when she's ready," Chuck said gently.

"Oh," she said, very disappointed. "Do you think…Jill will ever be ready?" Sarah sat up straight, her eyes wide.

"Has your mother never told you she loves you?" Sarah asked. Sam shook her head. "Sam…."

"Hey, her loss, right?" Chuck asked. Sam nodded dejectedly. "If it helps any I love you." She gave a sad smile. Sarah gave Chuck a questioning look. "What?"

"There's something I want to tell her that I think she deserves to hear, but I don't want to make things awkward-"

"Sarah, your and Sam's relationship, is your and Sam's relationship," Chuck said simply.

Sarah pushed the growl down but it may have shown in her eyes as Chuck looked a little freaked out. She turned to Sam. "Sam. I love you." Sam's eyes got huge. She launched herself onto Sarah, hugging her neck. She looked over at Chuck who had tears falling. "I'm pretty crazy about your nerdy father as well."

"I love you Miss Sarah!" Sarah pulled her in tight. "Do you think one day you might tell him something like you told me?" Sam asked shyly.

Sarah laughed. "Only if he springs at me the way you did."

Chuck leaned over and whispered into her ear, "Deal." Sarah turned to him slowly.

"Bartowski…don't play like that," she said in a low dangerous voice that wasn't that dangerous.

"So will you be spending the night?" Sam asked again. Both adults froze. "It's me isn't it?"

"Sweetie, it's a lot of things," Chuck replied. Sam nodded. "Hey, I think it's your turn to bowl." Sam slid off of Sarah's lap, stopped, turned back to face her, motioned her to lean down, and shyly kissed Sarah's cheek. Sarah pulled her into a huge hug. Sam scampered away when Sarah let go.

Sarah turned to Chuck. "Too much?" Chuck shook his head, an amused smile on his face. "Good, because everything I said was the truth." Chuck leaned forward to kiss her. "PDA, Mr. Bartwoski?"

"I'm trying to get over not being tall with Casey," Chuck replied, grinning.

"Well, as long as it's for a good cause," she said as she leaned in to kiss him. Sam was watching and grinned.

"Uncle Morgan, I need to borrow your phone," Sam told him.

"Well, I don't know," Morgan began.

"It's to call Aunt Ellie," Sam explained. Morgan nodded, grabbed Anna's and handed it to Sam.

"She'd never accept a call from my number," Morgan explained. Sam made the call.

"Aunt Ellie, Sam," she said. "No, I need to talk to you without my Daddy hearing but Uncle Morgan said you wouldn't accept his phone call. Aunt Ellie, Daddy has a girlfriend. Yes, it is Miss Sarah. Can I spend the weekend with you so they can have there sleepover and tell each other they love each other?" She listened for a second. "Hold on, Aunt Ellie." She walked over to Chuck and Sarah who were unaware. "Daddy, Aunt Ellie wants to talk to you." She handed him the phone and walked away.

"Hello," Chuck began. The squeal nearly flipped him over the plastic seats.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed it, reviews are always appreciated.

David