A/N: Hey, welcome back. Last we left our heroes, there was a mini CAT Squad…formation? It can't be a reunion since they were never together. Huge props to michaelfmx for betaing the snot out of this one. So what does Chuck do now? Come on in and find out. Welcome to Wanting It All Ch 9, Morgan gives, Morgan Takes Away.

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck, but I do have a little collectible of him standing in my office...

Chuck and Sarah walked into her house, both quiet. Sarah was smirking, and Chuck, well, he was thinking. Morgan was asleep in a chair in the living room, and Jordan was asleep in his bed. When Sarah came back from checking on Jordan, she found Chuck in the kitchen, leaning back against the counter, arms crossed, deep in thought.

She smiled, thinking he was worried about the new living arrangement. "Worried about all of this? It's no big deal, Chuck." She walked over to the cabinet to grab a glass to get some water.

"I could have found you." He said it so softly that Sarah wasn't sure she'd heard him correctly, that it was in her head. She turned. He was standing there, looking ashamed. "I could have found you. I'm Piranha for crying out loud. You know what I could do….can do. You know me better than anyone, so you know what it meant for me not to try and find you." She almost stopped him, but it was apparent by his face there was more there, something…deeper. "When everybody left me, you kept teaching me how to protect myself, because, let's face it, I was a bit naive."

Sarah closed the distance between then and put her hand on Chuck's arm, trying to get him to look her in the eye. "It's actually one of your best qualities, your belief in people." He could barely make eye contact with her. "I destroyed that, and part of you hated me." He nodded. "I took away part of what made you, well, you." He worked his jaw, tears pooled in his eyes. "Maybe this was a mistake." She said it softly, but she might as well have screamed it the way Chuck reacted. She quickly clarified. "I don't mean us, I mean the current living situation."

He snorted. "Not like we have a lot of a choice." He swallowed. "You know if one of us, just once, would have tried to find the other one…"

She took his wrist, gently squeezing it until he looked at her. "And what? We would have fixed this? Chuck, if you found out I had a kid…I mean you're an amazing guy, but really? You think we could have done this over the phone? Let's be honest, if we hadn't met in person, I'm not sure what either of us would have said."

"He would have chased you down." They both turned and there stood Morgan.

"Buddy," Chuck began.

"Zip it, both of ya." Chuck and Sarah looked surprised. "I'm sick of this. Yes, you two screwed up, ROYALLY! I get it, you need to get everything out and clear the air, but it's out, and now you two are dwelling." He blinked for a second, looking very tired. "Okay, maybe Chuck is more than you are, Sarah. Regardless…or is it irregardless?" Chuck shut his eyes for a second and prayed they didn't go down the Morgan rabbit hole. "Anyway, you two need to accept you'll never be happy without the other. If we left it up to you two, your Facebook relationship status would be permalocked on "It's Complicated" and Ellie's eyebrow would twitch continuously, and no one, I MEAN NO ONE wants that! Now, I'm going home and going to bed so you two can figure things out." He pulled out his wallet, dug through it, and tossed Chuck something. He looked down and saw it was a condom. "Don't wake your boy, and don't make another one." With that, Morgan turned and left. Sarah looked at Chuck and then down at? his hands. They both looked up at each other simultaneously, Sarah smirking.

"You know, Chuck, he's right. About a lot of things, but specifically about me never being happy with anyone else."

"What are you saying?"

"I've said it, now let's go to bed and get some sleep." She reached down to his wrist to pull him into the bedroom.

Chuck planted himself. "I was gonna sleep on the couch."

She rolled her eyes. "No, you need sleep. I understand, you aren't there yet."

He nodded and let her lead him as he thought about what she'd said. "Wait, don't you mean we aren't there yet."

She gave him a long look and an amused smile. "I said what I meant."

-ooooo-

Chuck woke up, not 100% sure where he was. He thought back and remembered everything that had happened last night. Sarah had pleaded with him last night, and he had caved. They had cuddled and snuggled, and dear lord had he missed that woman. A satisfied grin covered his face. He turned and was surprised to see he wasn't alone. Sitting on Sarah's side of the bed was Jordan.

"Mommy says we'll be living with you for a while." Chuck nodded. "Will you take me to preschool?"

"I'm not sure where preschool is, Buddy."

"I just want you to ride with me and Mommy."

"I can do that." Chuck smiled at Jordan. Jordan was thrilled. "Mommy also says I have to knock on your door at night if I need her at your house."

"My…uh, my door?"

"Yeah, she says she needs to sleep with you."

Chuck swallowed…loudly. "She did, did she?" He realized his voice was a ridiculous octave. The door pushed open and there was Sarah, a grin on her face.

"Sleep well?" The grin on her face let him know she'd enjoyed their cuddle and snuggle time just as much as he had. He grinned back at her. "Jordan, can you give us a minute?" Jordan flung himself at Chuck, giving him a hug, surprising Chuck. He then disengaged, hopped down, and left the room. She stepped inside, and shut the door. "You okay?"

"I feel like I'm intruding in your life."

"And I feel like you're finally at the place in my life you're supposed to be." She gave a shoulder bounce, and Chuck was more than a little surprised. "Bathroom's all yours, we do need to head out soon to get him to preschool, but then I need to go to work." She started to leave.

Chuck took a deep breath. "Huh, so that's how you're gonna do me, Walker?" Sarah froze mid-stride. "You're supposed to protect me and you just take off." She turned back around, a glint in her eye.

"You're playing with fire, Bartowski." Her voice was very low.

"You won't burn me, I trust you." Sarah stared at him for a moment, swallowed, turned, and left. Chuck started to get out of bed.

Sarah came back into the room, cellphone to her ear. "Lisa, this is Sarah. I have a bit of a situation. It appears our contractor has gotten himself snared by a scam, and may be in some trouble. I am going to be mobile today. Anything pressing, please contact me, otherwise I won't be in the office." She paused, and grinned. "Lisa, I am a professional. I'll be all over him with the closest protection. Nobody will come between us." She laughed out loud, and the glint in her eye as she looked at Chuck made him gulp. She shut off her phone, looked at Chuck and batted her eyes. "I won't burn you, but I will turn up the heat." She laughed out loud as Chuck fled the bedroom.

-ooooo-

Since Sarah was taking the day off, she kept Jordan out of preschool and took him with her and Chuck to Chuck's house. The group had assembled in Chuck's living room. Morgan had told Chuck he would retrieve his car for him. He had dropped it off earlier and joined the group. They were hanging out, talking, just taking a break. As the night wore on, Chuck found himself staring off into space, thinking. Sarah left him alone because she knew once Chuck had an issue on his mind, he turned it over and thought about it until he had the problem figured out.

"How is Gaez not going to get suspicious about so many people looking for him suddenly being around me?" Chuck asked out of the blue.

The whole room paused what they were doing, and looked at Chuck. He had a valid point.

"Creating potential new software for the DEA and CIA," Sarah offered. Everyone turned to look at her. "Doing so is going to require a deep dive by the alphabet agencies, and as former members of both, and having a working relationship with Mr. Bartowski, both Casey and myself have been asked to be a part of this joint venture to help you two in your research."

"No offense, Sarah, but wouldn't you want two computer geeks?"

"No, because Chuck Bartowski is so damn good that any regular agent can use his program and understand it." The pride with which she talked about Chuck wasn't lost on anyone in this room. Jordan came over and patted his leg.

"You did good, Chuck," Jordan told him. "When Mommy sounds like that she's proud of you. Maybe she'll let you have a treat later." Chuck nearly choked.

"Maybe a treat for both of them," Carina added. Sarah gave her a hard look and shook her head, nodding towards Jordan. Carina grinned at her. "So what is it he's working on?"

"Smart safe house?" Chuck asked, looking around. "What if the reason you're here is to show the government agencies my version of a smart safe house?"

"Not bad, Bartowski," Casey grunted. Chuck nodded at him. "We're all setup, so tomorrow things can go back to normal. You go to work on Gaez's program and I'll setup a meet with Shaw."

"No, I should," Sarah countered. Casey turned toward her and she flashed her eyes toward Jordan. "No one will question anything if I talk to Daniel." Sarah left after that to put Jordan down for the night. Chuck went into his bedroom, sat down at his computer desk, and got lost in email for a few minutes. He didn't even hear her sneak into the room. Her hands touched his shoulders and he was transported back to eight years ago. They slid down the front of his chest.

"You know," he began, trying to keep his heart from pounding out of his chest. "I could just buy another bed, and that would fix this whole problem."

He felt her breath against his ear, making him shiver. "I don't know what problem you're speaking of. Is me cuddling and snuggling with you all night a problem?"

"No," he squeaked. "It's just sometimes I think about doing…well, uh…"

"Me, too, Chuck," she whispered. He spun his chair, surprising her, and she found herself seated in his lap, him kissing her. She pulled away slightly. "I love you."

"I love you, but I gotta be honest, of all the thoughts and dreams I had about this night." She raised her eyebrows, smirking. "Hush," he said, bopping the end of her nose. "It wasn't with a house full of government agents."

"Well, we don't have to."

"I'm aware, it's just…"

"I know, Baby. I know." She stood up, took his hands and led him to the bed. "We do this how we want, remember?" Chuck nodded. "Tonight, I'm gonna cuddle you until you beg for mercy."

"Inconceivable!"

She raised an eyebrow. "I don't think that word means what you think it means."

"Woman, you are playing with fire."

She pulled him in for a kiss before pulling back slightly. "You won't burn me," she whispered. He nearly whimpered, and she grinned at him. "Trust me, it's gonna be sooooo worth it."

-ooooo-

"Damn it, we've spooked him," Casey grumbled. It had been a week of what Chuck was referring to as "Club Fed". For a week Chuck had worked on the security for Gaez, and at night, surprisingly, he had actually shown Carina and Zondra things he had created that the alphabet agencies could use. Gaez had left the country and now another member of the Gentle Hand was their go between. The problem, he was a known assassin named Bob. Chuck was pretty sure that wasn't his real name, although Chuck was really hoping it was Roberto…Casey had told him there was no way his real name was Roberto.

"So how are things with you and Walker?"

Chuck's eyes nearly bugged out of his head. "Uh, they're fine, Casey."

"So you, uh, you two…"

"NO, CASEY, NO! We're not having this conversation!"

Casey closed his eyes and grimaced. "I just wondered when this is over…"

"She's probably going back to her place."

Casey nodded. "I just thought things were better than that."

"They are, Casey, it's just, there's a house full of people, and frankly, every time we get time alone, I'm exhausted from work all day."

"And Jordan."

Chuck nodded. "Yeah, we've been getting…closer."

"As you should." Casey was quiet for a moment.

Chuck studied him. "What is it, Casey? We both know there is a good chance this was his plan all along. Sending a hitman isn't that big of a stretch. Now the questions about Sarah and Jordan."

Casey gave him a long look, got up, and shut the door to his office, making Chuck's eyebrows go up. Casey walked back around, pulled out a contract from his desk and tossed it to Chuck. Chuck took one look at it and shook his head. Casey made a motion to keep going, and Chuck flipped to the financials. His eyes bugged out of his head.

"Granted you don't need the money, but…" Casey trailed off. "Your smart house idea was too good. You're too good, you know too many people in the alphabet agencies, you're the perfect cover civilian."

Chuck was studying the contract and looked up at Casey. "You get a chance to do your job and serve your country….you miss it." It wasn't a question. Casey nodded. Chuck looked up from the contract. "Take the back end of the house and make it your command center?"

Casey nodded again. "The house is big enough. It would effectively be two parts, your living area with whomever is there, and then our bedrooms and command center.

Chuck flipped some pages. "Nice, a budget to furnish said rooms." He looked up at Casey. "After I designed it and got everything I wanted, I never saw the point in furnishing the rest of the house."

"Didn't want to do it yourself," Casey said softly. Chuck nodded. "Maybe this is a bad idea."

"What am I missing?"

"Personnel." He wouldn't look Chuck in the eyes.

Chuck flipped to it. "DEA agent Carina Miller." He looked up, Casey still wouldn't meet his eyes. "Civilian contractor Barsoft as Overwatch and support." He looked at Casey. "You and I?" Casey nodded. "CIA agents Zondra Rizzo and….Daniel Shaw?" Chuck looked up again. Casey still wouldn't look at him. "State Department Liaison….Sarah Walker."

"Walker and Shaw won't be based out of this house unless you want them to be. I've talked to Shaw. He prefers to have his own living quarters away from here." Chuck sat there silent. "No one has approached Walker, yet."

"You want me to ask her?"

"No, I don't want you two to do it."

"Because of safety?"

Casey snorted. "No, because you'll get stupid." Chuck had an amused smile on his face. "Bartowski, you know you. You'll use this thing to push you two apart."

"What's the real reason?"

"You'll want to bring along Grimes and technically you can sneak him in as part of BarSoft." Chuck threw back his head and laughed. Casey studied him. "Ugh," he grunted. "I'm gonna eat my gun for asking this. She and the kid are leaving aren't they, going back to her house?" Chuck nodded. "Why?"

"We're not ready," Chuck replied.

Casey stared at him. "Hell! Come on Bartowski, you don't believe that, so don't ask me to."

"Fine, I'm not ready." Casey gave him a look. "God, Casey, don't you think I want this? But with what happened last time…with what happened with my parents…this isn't just about losing her…"

"Damn, Bartowski, did you just now figure out how much you care about that kid?" Chuck shook his head. Casey nodded. "So you just said it out loud for the first time?" Chuck nodded. "Him being there or not being there doesn't make it any easier if you two do split." Chuck didn't say a word. "You two aren't splitting, and deep down you know it." Chuck sat there, speechless. "Want me to be there when you talk to Walker?" Chuck nodded. Casey pulled up his phone and texted her. Chuck got up and walked to the door. "Do the right thing, Bartowski."

He paused, his hand on the door knob. "How do I know what that is?"

"When it happens, you'll know."

"I don't know yet," Chuck replied. Casey shook his head.

"Christ, you're more emotionally stunted than I am!" Chuck didn't have a real reply to that so he left.

-ooooo-

"So we remain in country?" Sarah was flipping through the contract. Chuck wanted Casey there to explain anything he didn't understand. Not that he didn't understand much, it was just Casey and Sarah spoke the same language when it came to this kind of stuff. He kinda understood the looks Casey gave him and Morgan now when they had some of their discussions. Chuck had also insisted Shaw join them in his office since it affected all of them. Sarah had given him a funny look when he told her that.

"That's the goal. You know as well as I do that there might be missions that require you to do something more. We do have the option of turning such missions down, but I've been assured we'd never be asked unless all other avenues had been exhausted."

Sarah looked at Casey and then glanced at Chuck. "I don't know," she began.

"Graham's dead," Shaw said softly. Sarah jerked her head up. "Some type of explosion. He was working something off books. The new Director is dying to get Chuck to be the civilian contractor because of his cyber abilities. Sarah, I promise you if I thought this was even the slightest bit hinky, I'd tell you. For all our problems, I've never lied to you."

Sarah nodded. "No," she replied softly. "You never have." She looked at Chuck. "I guess we need to talk." Chuck nodded. Everyone left Chuck's office, leaving the two of them alone.

"What do I do?"

Sarah gave him an amused look. "You're a grown man, Chuck."

"Am I?" He had an amused smile on his face.

"You are," she replied in a husky voice, walking towards him. She slipped her arms around his neck.

"You know, I have this kickass girlfriend that used to give me the greatest advice."

"I'm not happy about Carina and Zondra living with you."

"I am happy they are moving to the other end of the house. Wait a minute! You think they should?"

She leaned against him, her full weight pressed into him. He had trouble focusing. She moved her lips to less than an inch from his ear. "We would be working very closely together if you take this job."

"I'm so gonna hate you and Jordan leaving."

She pulled away and studied him. "Are you asking me to stay, because if you are, Chuck Bartowski, the sleeping arrangement is going to change." She smirked at the confusion on his face. "There's going to be a lot less sleeping."

"For the record," he choked out, "that's not a reason for you to leave."

"Do you want me to stay?" she asked softly.

"God, yes," he almost whined. "But, it's not just you and I anymore."

There was a look on her face, was it pride? "See, you think you can't do this, that the three of us can't be a family, but it's those unselfish thoughts right there that tell me we can."

"Oh, Sarah, there is no can." The look fell from her face. "We will. I promise you that. The three of us are going to be a family." He paused, and then decided to hurry on, because she had the look of a hungry lioness on her face. "It's just our family got a lot bigger, than either of us expected. Lots of crazy cousins, or aunts and uncles, or whatever you want to call that bunch."

She pulled him into a kiss, and he noticed she was pushing him backwards. He began to walk back, Sarah matching his every stride. He hit the desk with the back of his legs, and he sat, Sarah climbing up on top of him. There were a million reasons why they should stop, but he was really having trouble figuring out any of them. A knock on the door drew his attention away from her slightly but not enough to acknowledge the door. That was their mistake.

"Chuck, what's this I hear about working for the gov…OH COME ON!"

The door slammed and Sarah dropped her head down on Chuck's chest. "Morgan does have some special timing doesn't he," she murmured.

He kissed the top of her head. "I love you, Sarah."

She looked up at him, amusement covering her face. "Love you, Bartowski." She pushed away from him. "I guess you want me to help you shop for the furnishings?"

"Since I hope you'll live there permanently one day, yeah."

She paused from gathering her things and turned toward him. "You keep saying stuff like that, and I might not leave." She walked back, kissed him, making him forget how to spell his name, and left.

It was a minute before he could gather his thoughts. "I'm pretty sure that's not the threat she thinks it is."

A/N: Next time on Wanting it All:

"Worked it out, yet?"

"I'm a little slow."

"Now we know that's not true, Nerd Boy."

"How come it is so hot when you call me that?"

Come on back for Chapter 10: A Different Type of Family. Hoped you liked it, reviews and PMs are always welcomed…til next time.

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