A/N: Yep, still using songs as lyrics. Chuck vs the Three Words. I was going a different direction until I heard this song on SirusXM the other day and it struck me, if this isn't Chuck and Sarah then I don't know what is. My take on season 3 continues.

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck

Casey shot eyes at his door, as he heard the insistent knocking. Grunting, he got up, walked over, and opened the front door. There stood Sarah, with Carina. "Walker… Hellspawn," Casey said, addressing each.

"Where's Chuckles?" Carina asked, an eyebrow raised.

"Not his keeper," Casey replied shrugging, refusing to look at Sarah.

"Blondie here said he wasn't with her, and as we walked by his room, he wasn't in there," Carina continued. "Is he in here?"

"No idea," Casey replied with a shrug. "Why do you care?"

"I need your team, and I thought you kept eyes on him," Carina said, looking from one to the other, and then shook her head. "Casey, your worse than she is." Casey remained stoic. Carina turned to Sarah. "How long are you gonna wait for him to get here?"

"I don't know-"

"Stow it, I know you shoved him into the closet before you opened the door to let me in," Carina began. Sarah started to argue. "Your mistake was you opened your closet door to get your jacket, and you barely reached inside before the jacket was in your hand. He handed it to you, didn't he?"

"I don't know what you're-" Sarah began.

"Hey guys," Chuck yelled as they saw a taxi pull away behind him.

Carina turned back to Sarah. "Talking about…" Sarah finished.

"Carina," Casey began, with a warning.

"I want the whole story, now," Carina said, looking from one to the other.

}o{

"Jesus," Carina said, looking at all three of them. "So, your master plan is to function, but just barely, and look like a screw up, in the hopes that the Ring approaches Chuck?"

"We know they're after the Intersect, and we know they are recruiting," Sarah began. "It's his plan."

"So, what you really need is someone, somewhere, thinking he's been rejected," Carina began.

"I'm going to get Beckman to reinstate their cover as dating," Casey said.

"So, they're going to think he's absolutely miserable, if they can ever see it," Carina added. She paced, thinking.

"Miller, we don't have time," Casey began.

"Casey, let her think," Chuck interjected. "You know she's smart as a tack, and if anyone can help us with this, anyone on the outside we can trust, it's her."

Carina stared at Chuck, Sarah stared at Chuck, and even Casey stared at him. And then, they gave him one, slow, respectful nod. Carina turned to Sarah. "You may end up having to sleep here, a lot," Carina said, a grin on her face. "Or maybe, be here is the better word." Sarah grinned at Carina. Chuck was beyond confused.

}o{

"Report team," Beckman said. "Where is Mr. Bartowski?"

"That's the problem, ma'am," Casey began, uncomfortably. "General… ma'am… permission to let these two handle this briefing?"

"Denied, Colonel," Beckman said. "What. Happened?"

Sarah looked away, helplessness on her features. "You have a spy in love," Carina said, and hit a button of Chuck proclaiming his love for Sarah as he thought he was dying. The video ended, and Sarah held her right elbow with her left hand as she stared at the floor.

"General, it's obvious you have the greatest weapon a spy could ask for," Carina continued. Beckman straightened. "You have a spy that will do anything for Agent Walker. You have a spy that will be the weapon we need to beat the Ring. Make Chuck Bartowski bait for the Ring. What's the worst thing that could happen? They find him, and kill him?"

"You're overselling your hand, Agent Miller," Beckman said, pressing her lips together. Carina's eyes went wide, and Sarah jerked her head up. "Do you find me to be a damn fool?"

"Uh, General," Carina said, not sure what to say.

"Can it, Carina," Beckman said. Beckman glanced at Casey. "Is Chuck awake?"

"No, ma'am," Casey said, shaking his head. "He is passed out from the gas."

"I must say, you are quite impressive in your approach," Beckman said, pulling out a file and flipping through it. "That long with no contact after Prague, Agent Walker?"

"Ma'am?" Sarah replied, her eyes wide.

She gave the whole group a flat look. "Really?" She leaned forward. "I have my own eyes, I have my own network." A distinguished gentleman stepped into the picture, a drink in hand, and sat on the edge of her desk.

"Roan," Sarah groaned.

"Agent Walker," Roan began with a smile. "You are smitten my dear. Smitten."

"No, I'm in love," she retorted, before she could stop herself.

Roan reached in his coat pocket, extracted a wallet, pulled bill out of it, and handed it to Beckman. "About damn time you two figured it out."

"Wait, what is going on?" Casey asked. "I am very confused."

"What started as two people trying to run an op to take down the Ring, is now an op of seven people," Beckman explained. "Agent Walker, do you think you can reestablish your…" She glanced at Roan as he chuckled. "'Cover,' as Mr. Bartowski's boyfriend."

"No," Sarah replied. "There is no cover, General, I am his girlfriend."

"We all know, Agent Walker," Roan replied. "Otherwise you would have seen me on that train platform in Prague, where he yelled how he felt about you. Easiest spy work I've ever done," he muttered to Diane while drinking. "I will say they have been quite dedicated in their plan."

"That they have, and that's why we will continue their plan," Beckman said. "I think Agent Walker should move in with Agent Bartowski."

"Is that an order?" Sarah asked.

Beckman chuckled. "I need you to protect him, Sarah," she said softly. "This tape of Chuck is going to be put on a 'secure' site. One that will most likely be hacked. They are coming, and I don't know who they are."

"What about that Shaw fellow?" Roan asked.

"It is possible Daniel Shaw could be coming to join your team," Beckman said. "At this point, if he does, he is not to know about our plan."

"Do you trust him?" Casey asked.

"I don't trust anyone not in this picture… except for the Bartowskis… and the little troll. I don't think he would ever betray Mr. Bartowski," Beckman muttered. "So, Sarah, will you move in with Mr. Bartowski?"

}o{

Sarah found herself alone in his room sometime later, playing the song Chuck had left queued up for her.

I love it in your room at night

You're the only one who gets through to me

She had just finished a shower, and instead of putting on one of her own shirts, she had on his dress shirt. It made her… it made her feel things.

I love it in your room all day

When you're gone I like to try on all your clothes

She giggled at that last line, and that brought her up short. When the hell did Agent Walker giggle? Never. That was the answer. Never. Sarah Lisa Walker, girlfriend of Chuck Bartowski, she giggled quite often.

"Wow," she heard him say in a soft voice. She spun around, smiling as she saw him.

I feel good in your room

Let's lock the world out

Feels so good when we kiss

Nobody ever made me crazy like this

"So, this… this is until we find the Ring, huh?" he asked. She looked at him. She knew what he was asking. Was this an assignment? As soon as this was over, was she gone? She took a deep breath and shook her head.

"No," she said softly. "I mean, I'd like to stay afterwards."

"Sarah," he began.

"Chuck, I want to stay." She took a deep breath. "Chuck, this is what we're fighting for." She spread her hands and looked around. "A lifetime of this, of us, in love, normal or not normal, or whatever you want."

"No," he replied, making her feel fear she didn't know she could fear. "Whatever we want." She smiled at him, and crooked a finger at him, motioning for him to come closer.

I'll do anything you want me to

I only want to be with you

A/N: I like my version of three words better, but I'm biased.