A/N: Welcome back. Big thanks to michaelfmx for his amazing beta work on this one. Carina and Zondra? What in the world? I think I'll shut up and just let the two lethal ladies show you. Welcome to Wanting It All Ch. 8, Enter the CAT Squad

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck, and things as they say, are getting very, very interesting.

Chuck made his way to Sarah's, his mind replaying what Daniel had told him at lunch earlier that day. Daniel told him he was ashamed of himself as a father. He had one goal in his life right now, and he refused to let himself be sidetracked by anything. He wanted revenge on those who had killed the woman he loved. He would do whatever it took, with no thought about what life held after that. As much as Daniel enjoyed being with Sarah, as much as he liked Sarah, she wasn't his Evelyn. Chuck understood that. Daniel assured him he had no intention of trying to come between the two of them, not that he could. Sarah loved Chuck, that had been apparent. In fact, it was one of the things that had kept them apart, even if Sarah couldn't admit it.

Sarah had wanted them to try and do family things, and when Daniel couldn't commit, it frustrated her to no end. She wanted something he couldn't give her, she was trying to have a family, but Daniel wasn't what she wanted or needed. Daniel told Chuck he thought they had an understanding. He was the father, she was the mother, but they were not together. Every so often he'd relent and try to do things with the both of them, but when he did, it usually made things worse. When he needed someone at work functions, he asked her to go with him so they both didn't have to find dates. He had accompanied them a couple of times to other events, so Sarah wouldn't have to go alone. Daniel admitted that he and Sarah had been together a few times since Jordan had been born, a piece of information that Chuck could have done without, but had also been with other women during that time. And Chuck had to assume that Sarah had been with other people also, she wasn't a nun after all.

Daniel explained to him what Graham wanted, and while he hated it, it did make Shaw realize something, he had a son. He had supported Jordan monetarily, sometimes having to beg Sarah to accept it. Jordan deserved a father, and Shaw wanted to be what he could to Jordan, but he didn't know if he was enough. Shaw believed he was broken, and Chuck was probably already a better father to Jordan than Shaw would ever be.

There was an acceptance between Chuck and Daniel, an understanding. Chuck knew Jordan needed his birth father. Shaw knew Jordan needed a father in his life he could look up to, and he was sure that was Chuck Bartowski. Daniel told him that Sarah had asked him to sign away rights, but she had also changed her mind after Shaw had come to LA. Chuck told him he would never ask Shaw to do that, and that was between Shaw and Sarah. They exchanged contact info, and Daniel offered his services as a baby sitter if Sarah and Chuck needed a night out, just the two of them, as long as Sarah was okay with it. Daniel also asked him about John Casey. Apparently the two had worked together in the past on a joint operation. Daniel told Chuck about what he considered to be his last mission; to take out the man who had killed his girlfriend. Chuck wondered if Daniel wanted Casey as over watch since Casey was an accomplished sniper, and their past history.

Chuck pulled into the driveway thinking about lunch and his date for the evening. He never noticed the van that had followed him. The tracker placed on his vehicle allowed the van to keep its distance, and Chuck wasn't exactly trained in spotting a tail, regardless of how many time Casey tried to teach him. Something about the yelling, grunting, and just general unpleasantness of Casey during those times made Chuck tune out what Casey was saying. Chuck walked up to Sarah's door and knocked. The door flew open, and a smiling Sarah Walker was there. She pressed something in his hand. He looked down and saw it was a key. She gave a soft smile, shrugged, mouthed the word, "later," and turned so he could enter. Behind her were Morgan and Ellie, Chuck had a good idea why she said later.

Chuck grinned. Just like those two to look out for him, almost like his de facto parents. "Mom, Dad, what are you doing here?"

Ellie shuddered at Chuck's words. "Chuck, Ellie wants to spend some time with her nephew," Morgan explained. Chuck turned to Sarah, who shrugged. Chuck knew in Ellie's mind that Sarah and Chuck were bound to be married soon. Neither thought it was worth the battle that it would take to change her mind. Chuck thought about those implications and just shook his head. "We're having a guy's sleep over."

"Why would you do that?" Chuck asked.

"Well, that way if you and Sarah were to…shall we say, stay out late, go to your place, I'll be here to watch the little guy." Morgan was grinning like a fool.

It wasn't making sense to Chuck. "Oh." Why would Sarah want to go to his place and they need Morgan to stay here… "Oh…OH!" Chuck's eyes grew wide with the implications.

"Thanks, Morgan, he's gun shy enough already." Sarah gave Chuck a shoulder bump as she said it to let him know she was teasing.

"You two do whatever you want, we got this," Ellie ordered. Chuck started to say something, but noticed she was beaming and just let it go. She came over and hugged Sarah. "Are we good, about earlier?" Sarah tightened the hug.

"Of, course, Ellie." Sarah told Jordan good night and that she loved him, and before they could leave, Jordan gave Chuck a hug. They headed out, got into Chuck's car and took off.

Chuck looked over at Sarah and thought back to that amazing time in high school. He spoke softly, almost wistfully. "Never got that Porsche?"

She gave him a look. "Oh, I wanted it soooo bad. However, it's not very child friendly." She gave a longing sigh, and then she thought. She slowly turned to him and saw the grin on his face. "You didn't?"

He swallowed and gave a shrug. "I never forgot you, Sarah," he said softly. "I never drive the Porsche. It reminded me of you, and I never could let you go. I guess that sounds a little stalkery." He shrugged like he didn't care, because he didn't, and she laughed. "I keep it covered at home." She leaned over and kissed his cheek.

"I really hate my dad right now, just so you know."

"He's not my favorite person right now either," Chuck admitted.

She grinned at him, and decided to address the key from earlier. "So, the key is in case you need to get in, or I lose mine, or if you want to come visit me."

"I could always just knock on the door."

She gave a shoulder bounce. "Whatever you want to do, Chuck?"

"Whatever?" He tried to ask it as nonchalantly as possible. He was sweating now, she knew his palms were sweaty, because that was Chuck. She was grinning and not even hiding it, which was making him sweat even more. She took his sweaty hand and they rode in silence to the restaurant. They had to park a few blocks away, but it was a nice night for a walk, so they strolled to the dining establishment. They talked about everything over dinner, but Chuck asked a lot about Jordan, and then about her, and her life. What she enjoyed about Washington. He alternated between the two, just wanting to know what made them happy, and what good experiences they had. After dinner, they walked back, hand in hand, passing a homeless woman on the street. Sarah stiffened, like she sensed something. Chuck noticed, and before he could do anything, a needle was stuck in Sarah's neck and she was collapsing to the ground. Chuck spun ready to try and fight when something poked him in the neck and everything went black.

-ooooo-

He opened his eyes and it was still dark, was he blind? Had they put out his eyes? He felt with his hands, they were tied, but he found his watch. "Sarah?" he said panicking.

"I'm here, Chuck, be calm, there are hoods over our faces."

"Oh, well that explains the smell, and why I need to sneeze."

"Chuck, try not to sneeze, that could be-" Chuck sneezed. "Messy."

"I'm okay, I just think I got snot on my face." Sarah winced. "I guess as long as our eyes are covered we can't see them and then they won't kill us."

"Chuck, they're in the room."

"How do you know that?"

She sighed. She loved this guy, but sometimes… "I can hear them breathing." She almost said sweetie, but she couldn't. She couldn't let them know what he meant to her. This was her fault. Someone knew who she was and took him to get to her. She heard him scream as she heard the hood get pulled off of his head. Her hood was pulled off as well. She blinked, got her bearings and the first thing she saw was that the two women were unmasked. This wasn't good.

"I'm really glad to see you two, because this is a huge misunderstanding, my, uh…." Chuck turned to Sarah. "Is it okay to say girlfriend?" Sarah winced internally, don't tell them what we are. She also was doing a happy dance, he thought of her as his girlfriend! She nodded, because at this point what more damage could he do? She thought about that and realized, a lot. Chuck turned back to their captors, who were quite amused. "See, my girlfriend and I are catching back up. Long story, but I think you got the wrong two people." The redhead studied him, like a hungry lioness. She turned to Sarah.

"Sarah Walker, baby momma of Daniel Shaw."

"You know, it's kind of rude to say it like that," Chuck muttered. Carina glanced at him, and shook her head.

"As I was saying, you leave baby daddy, meet up with Curls here and suddenly Gaez is meeting with him."

"Oh, God, you're the ones he was afraid of hacking into his computer system." All three women turned to him. "What?"

"Chuck, shut up." Sarah stared at him and he clamped his lips shut. He would have made the zipper motion but his hands were tied.

Carina chuckled. "So you admit to meeting Gaez?"

Chuck looked at Sarah, who gave him a look. He turned back to Carina, lips firmly closed. Carina walked over, sat down in his lap, and he nearly flipped the chair over. "GET OFF, GET OFF! I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!"

"Red," Sarah said very softly, but intensely. "So help me God if you hurt him, a hair on his head, I will make you wish you had never met me."

Carina turned to Sarah, smirking. She grabbed hold of Chuck's hair, pulled his head back, leaned forward, and ran her tongue right under his ear making him shiver. She sent Sarah a challenging look. Daggers were in Sarah's eyes. "I won't hurt him." The look she gave Sarah let her know exactly what she would do.

"Excuse me," Chuck whimpered. "Can you have this discussion somewhere else?"

"I say we do it my way," the brunette said, and pulled out a needle. She walked toward Chuck. Carina shrugged, reached to open his eyelid further, and Chuck promptly passed out. "What the hell?"

"He has no pain tolerance," Sarah replied, looking over at her boyfriend, thinking that if they got out of this, she was going to make sure he knew that's what he was. "Whatever you think he's done, he's not the bad guy here. Chuck Bartowski could never be the bad guy."

"Don't know what you see in this guy, Blondie, but you're wrong. We're gonna find out what he's doing with Gaez, and stop him. We owe it to Evelyn."

"Evelyn? Daniel's girlfriend?"

Carina quickly pulled a gun on Sarah. "I knew it."

"Wait, you misunderstand, he told me that she died and he's trying to get revenge."

"OR," Carina said, getting up and walking over to Sarah with the gun at her head. "You were getting info for Shaw, found Curls, made a move on him, and now he thinks you're his girlfriend, because, Honey, we all know that nerds aren't your type."

"OR," Chuck said, lifting up his head. "You got played by your other teammate who's not with you, you're barking up the wrong tree, and….. you have a sniper trained at your head." Sarah stared over at Chuck, and then saw the red dot on Carina's head. "Sorry, Casey made me go through a lot of stuff in case I was kidnapped."

Carina turned toward Chuck. "Big guy, grunts a lot?"

"Christ!" Carina's eyes got big as she turned and looked up at the offices on the second floor of the warehouse. She waved.

"John," Carina said, grinning.

"John Casey, Prague, John Casey?" Zondra asked, chuckling.

"Bartowski, only you would get captured by half a CAT Squad," John grumbled, coming down to join the others.

"Well at least he wasn't handcuffed to a bed in his boxers by a quarter of the CAT Squad," Carina retorted. Casey winced.

"Wait, is that the group that ends with two words that mean the same thing?" Chuck was grinning and Zondra and Carina were having none of it.

"We're so amazing you have to name us twice," Carina replied. "By the way, the whole faking passing out was a nice touch."

"Not convinced he faked it," Casey grumbled untying Chuck. "And you're welcome for all those nanobot trackers."

"I still don't think it was necessary to put them in the quiche." He looked over at Sarah. They're amazing to be honest." He glanced at Carina. "Would you mind untying my girlfriend?" Zondra glanced at Carina.

Carina sighed and turned to her friend. "Zondra, we both know Casey wouldn't be with anyone that's not on the up and up. He may be kinky and like to be handcuffed, but we've called this one wrong. They are who they say they are."

"God, country, family," Zondra replied in her best Casey impersonation. "Fine, but you're freeing them."

Carina glanced at Sarah a bit nervously. "Will you promise not to attack me?" She could see by the look on Sarah's face that her concern was a real possibility. She gave Zondra a pleading look.

"Fine," she said, rolling her eyes. Zondra walked over to Sarah and began to free her. "Just please remember that it wasn't me that licked his face." Sarah chuckled. "Zondra Rizzo, CIA."

"How exactly do you two know me?" Sarah asked while Zondra freed her.

"Please, Sarah Walker, the best analyst the CIA has ever seen that the Director just let walk away?" Zondra asked as she cut away the last rope. "There was no way that happened. Everyone in the CIA and the other alphabet agencies know you. That's why we thought you had to be up to something."

Sarah rubbed her wrists together. "Do you know Daniel Shaw?"

Zondra shook her head. "I know of him, his record, he's a legend, and I know he had an analyst that made him one of the best."

"Flattery will get you nowhere," Sarah muttered. "His girlfriend was your former partner, Evelyn," Sarah informed her.

"She had a boyfriend?" Carina looked surprised with this info. "Maybe that's why she didn't party with me much."

Suddenly Carina was slammed up against a wall. She gulped at the blonde fury that held her there, an arm under her throat. "You ever touch him again like that, I will rip your arm off, shove it up your ass, stick my hand down your throat and shake your hand, are we clear?" Carina nodded. "And for the record that guy, that amazing nerd, he is EXACTLY my type." Sarah let her go.

"She should have been part of the squad," Zondra mumbled.

"She wouldn't have liked the cat suit you had to wear," Casey muttered. Chuck made the mistake of picturing her in one. His brain misfired a little. Sarah glanced over at him, winked, and made a claw motion. Chuck's brain leaked out of his ear. "Christ, Walker, you broke him."

She walked over to him, put her hands on his face, tilted his head down, and gently kissed him. He rebooted and began to kiss her earnestly when he realized that he had an audience. He pulled away to see the grin on her face.

"Just remember you called me your girlfriend first."

"Really?"

"Oh for the love of God," Casey muttered. "Bartowski, you can mix your chocolate with her peanut butter later."

"I think that's Casey's way of saying having the sex," Chuck said softly.

"Well, let's not say either of those," Sarah replied, a serious look on her face. "Let's get this over with, I was having a very romantic evening with my boyfriend." Chuck pointed at himself. "Mmmhmm." She turned toward Casey, grabbing Chuck's hands, wrapping them around her middle. "Casey, I'm assuming you know something, otherwise you would have bolted by now."

"The humanitarian relief charity, Humane Palms, is a suspected front for a criminal organization."

"The Gentle Hand," Carina said, nodding.

Chuck groaned. "I mean really, this sounds like a bad comic book bad guy name."

"Ought to be up your alley," Casey said.

Chuck looked at him, and grinned. "Casey, you're being serious." Casey shrugged. "Okay, so he hired me to build him security that no one can hack. I could put a tracker in it."

"Once you're done, he kills you and then no one can get into it, that's if you're that good," Zondra said.

"Oh, he's that good," Sarah said. Chuck grinned down at her. "He's the best."

"I know he's your boyfriend and all, and he's good at what he does, but he's no world class hacker." Sarah was smirking in Zondra's direction. Sarah saw the look on Casey's face, he knew. She turned and looked at Chuck. "Trust me?"

The look he gave said, "Really?" "Always, Sarah. I'll always trust you. I've learned what happens when I don't." She grinned at him, and turned back to Zondra and Carina. She gave Casey a look, who nodded his consent.

"He's Piranha."

Zondra stared at her. "No way. He'd have gotten caught by the agencies by now. We found him in two days. He's too open, too honest. He doesn't know how to stay under the radar. He went to Stanford, where there are programs that recruit people like him into our world. They would have found him." Sarah looked up at Chuck, who winked at her.

-ooooo-

8 years ago

"Chuck, I didn't understand a word of that." Chuck had spent twenty minutes explaining his new program to Jenny and how he was going to use it to make it big when he graduated college.

"All I'm saying is, this program is going to make me a lot of money. I just need to find someone at Stanford to help me once I get there." A look of concern flashed across her face. "What?"

"Chuck, baby." She dropped her head. She didn't want to say it.

"I'm being too naive again, aren't I?"

She lifted her head, took his hands into hers and looked him in the eye. "No, you trust everyone and that's great, but in this instance….." She took a deep breath. "Chuck, this is going to make you, and anyone who can attach themselves to you, a ton of money. You can't be perfect on things. You have to keep your head down. If you aren't careful someone may try and take advantage of you."

"That's why you never score the highest on tests even though you know all the material." She nodded. "Are you hiding from something?" She squeezed his hand. She would tell him everything, but she couldn't tell it all to him yet. She needed to be out of high school so she could get away with him when she did.

"Let's just say I avoid trouble by staying under the radar. High scores, but not too high. You gotta take care of yourself. But don't worry, if they try and mess with you, I've got your back. Until you get that degree and you can start your company, let them think you aren't the best. Really good, just not the best. And then, when you're away from everyone, when no one from school can take credit for what you did, when no teacher can use your findings, you spread those wings and be the Nerd Boy I know you are."

"OK, Nerd girl." She leaned in and kissed him. "You're always watching out for me, aren't you?."

"Always."

-ooooo-

Present day

"Excuse me," Chuck said, and spun Sarah, making her giggle. "You said you were an analyst." She nodded, and bit her bottom lip. "You were mad at me, you could of…"

"I'll always protect you Nerd boy." He kissed her softly on the lips.

"I really want to kill your dad."

"Walker, take him home and watch him. I'll stick with these two and come up with a plan," Casey said. Sarah gave him a look. "You're a former CIA analyst, you have training, you have martial art skills, and no one protects him better than you." She had to smirk at that.

Chuck looked at him, stunned. "Casey, when you say home?"

"Tonight, stay at her place, no one knows you're there." Casey turned to Zondra and Carina. "Tomorrow you two can help me solidify his place and then we can all stay there."

"Uh, Casey, Sarah's just an analyst, she wouldn't be in.." He saw the look on her face. "But her son…." The look got worse. "There are only five bedrooms that actually have beds."

"I have to have my own room," Carina said grinning.

"Me too," Zondra added.

"You can't pay me enough money to sleep with you, Bartowski."

Chuck turned to Sarah who was grinning. "So do I sleep with Nerd Boy or the four-year old who kicks all night?" With that she turned to Casey. "Give us a ride to our car?" Casey grinned as he walked Sarah outside. Chuck was walking as if in a dream, and Zondra and Carina stood on either side of him.

"Looks like your girlfriend is kicking things up a notch," Zondra said.

"I'd offer to give you some pointers but she was pretty insistent."

"CHUCK!" Sarah yelled and he took off after her.

"We really should have had her in the squad," Carina said to Zondra as they grabbed their gear and got ready to work with John Casey.

A/N: What the what? Mr. Bartowski….big things on your horizon buddy. Hoped you liked it, reviews are always welcomed, nay, encouraged…til next time.

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