A/N: Somewhere on her way to Comic-Con AngelGurl0 is yelling, "You said once a week!" Well, it's every 5 days apparently. Some of you wondered how'd they get together, some of you wondered what happened to Sarah/Jenny/Sam and Bryce. Today, you find out. I will tell you, this is as bad as it gets. I give you Pros and Cons, Ch 3, New Name

Disclaimer: Don't own Chuck, and I did stupid things in college as well


Sam had decided the water was getting cold and she gently stood up, enjoying the feeling of space in a room. There was a gentle knock on the bathroom door.

"Hey, Sam, you okay in there, it's been an hour?" Chuck's voice came through the door.

"I'm magnificent, Bartowski," she replied smirking, drying off, and studying herself in the mirror. "But I'm out, the water was getting chilly."

"Good, Carina's here from the office, and she's brought some clothes for you to try on," he said. She heard him walk away, and she wondered who Carina was. She thought he had mentioned her at one point but she wasn't for sure. Sam came out of the bathroom and headed into the living room. "Hey, did you enjoy it?" The smile on his face was something she could get used to.

"Like you wouldn't believe," Sam said. "Hey, I've been thinking, I want to change my name, legally I mean. I've been everything in the world and while I know I have a criminal record, it's a fresh start, you know?"

"No, I get it, it's a great idea," Chuck said. "How about, oh, I don't know, Leia Skywalker?" The look on his face told her there was a reason.

"Star Wars?" she asked.

"Dang it," Chuck said, with the accompanying face. "I always wanted to know someone named Skywalker. You know though, Walker is kinda cool, you could be a Texas Ranger." She gave him a squint-eyed look and he just grinned.

"I am pretty badass," she admitted. Chuck clapped his hands together, happily.

"Walker," Chuck said. Sam nodded. "I like it, now as for the first name."

"Nope," she said, cutting him off. "Now what's this about clothes?"

"Okay, this is gonna sound a little braggy, and I'm sorry, but this is one of the things we were able to do with my company," he began. She nodded, loving his eagerness and nerdiness. "So, this is really cool. Carina Miller, don't know her real name, because she's a former DEA agent, and Zondra Russo, also former CIA agent, don't know her real name either, both got hurt in the line of duty, and some people I worked with in the past reached out to me. They wanted to see if I could help figure out a second career for them. I got to talking to them and they always wanted to make clothing, all types, and I got thinking, how many people, who can't afford nice clothes don't get interviews because of money issues. So, these two make business clothes, they sell them as well at a boutique they have, at lower than normal prices, but if someone can't afford them, we donate clothes constantly to those who need them for interviews." He spun, showing off the light colored lenin suit he had on. "This is one of theirs." Sam's mouth dropped, and she came over to feel the fabric and inspect it.

"This is good, really good," Sam said. She grabbed Chuck in a hug. "The world doesn't deserve you." She was careful not to press her face into him, because she was afraid his shirt would be tear stained. He gently pushed her back, bent his knees a bit, and looked her in the eyes.

"Hey, you're gonna be part of this, remember?" he asked. She nodded, biting her lower lip. "You said you wish you could make amends, and this is your chance. We help people, Sam."

"So you have two former government agents making clothes?" Sam asked.

"We have three former government agents," Chuck said, shrugging. "They make up my team." Sarah rolled her eyes. "What?"

"You have a team, are you about to quote the A-Team thing to me?" she asked, laughing.

"You mock, but that's some of the things we do," Chuck admitted. "I'm the computer expert, Morgan is in charge of logistics, Casey's the demolitions expert, and Carina and Zondra still have amazing skills, they just wouldn't pass field requirements with the government and be stuck at a desk job, which they hate. Plus, Anna, Ellie, Awesome, and Bryce."

"Two doctors?" she asked, with a raised eyebrow.

"Freeish clinic," he explained, plus they do surgeries for those who need them at a lower cost, usually that means a lesser doctor. Not to brag, but my sister and her boyfriend, are, well…Awesome," he said, grinning. She felt warmth all over seeing him this excited.

"So, what do you recover?" she asked. Chuck shrugged.

"Money, paintings, we've helped with a child that was held captive in a country, that was intense, and we charge depending on how much you make," Chuck said, shrugging. "If you can afford us, you pay, if you can't, we take care of it. A lot of the material we make our clothes with, I recovered some money a fabric company was swindled out of, and they pay us off through fabric, although that was Carina's idea." He grinned at the look on her face. "Plus, the money we make with electronic security, and the video game end of it."

"Trust me, Blondie, your boy there won't do one thing even a hair unethical," a red-haired woman said behind her. Sam turned, her eyebrow raised. "I've heard you have a bunch of names, so I picked Blondie." Sam stuck her hand out.

"That's fine, I'm about to change it anyway," she said.

"Carina Miller," she said, introducing herself. "Sounds like with the past you had, you could have run with Zondra and me."

"What happened to you two?" Sam asked.

"Another blonde betrayed us," Carina said, shrugging. "My knee is messed up, Zondra's hip. She could've stayed, but after I got hurt, she had a real problem trusting anyone, and bolted with me. We can still tear up the dance floor, though." She grinned at Sam. "So, he wasn't lying about you."

"Who, Chuck?" Sam asked. "When has Chuck ever lied?"

"Curls?" Carina asked, winking at him. "Never that I've known. Put some music on Chuck and sit back."

"Me?" Chuck asked.

"She's working for you, and I want both of us to judge these outfits, if she's too distracting, I'll have to calm it down a bit, I can't have you sexually harassing the employees," Carina said, grinning. Chuck began to stammer.

"Oh, please, we could both walk in naked, and you know he'd turn his face and apologize for standing here," Sam said, laughing. Carina looked at her.

"Yep, you do know Chuckles, come on," she said. "Music, Chuckles, something to dance to." She heard music come on. "Really, Chuck?"

"I feel like some Boyz II Men," he yelled back. Sam went into the room with her, and Carina handed her a bag. Sam looked inside, and undergarments filled it.

"To get you started until you get what you want," Carina said.

"Bless you," Sam said, gratefully. She picked up the first outfit and lifted an eyebrow.

"Professional dinner you might have to attend," she said. "So, I'm a get it all out there kind of person, I'm dating Bryce." Sam froze up. Well, there was no time like the present.

"And Chuck has no idea," Sam finished for her.

"None, he still thinks he's getting you two back together," Carina said. "That I have a problem with."

"Carina, what we had, it was well, at absolute best, an attempt to comfort each other," Sam said. Carina studied her. "We were drunk, there had been a fight…it was a mistake, because we both hurt the person we cared about more than the one we were in bed with." Carina nodded.

"Matches up what Bryce said," Carina replied. "Listen, you know Chuck, he's not a physical relationship kind of guy, so he has trouble believing Bryce."

"Or me," Sam replied. Carina nodded. "He thinks that you must at least have an interest in a relationship, or care deeply for someone."

"Which is nuts, because Bryce is not the guy who cares about you like that. I mean, he cares, just not in the 'let's be an item' type way." Sam didn't say a thing. "So tell me, Blondie, why does the guy who's crazy about you, have no idea you're crazy about him?"

"Don't know what you're talking about, we're just friends," Sam choked out. "Close friends."

"Uh-huh," Carina said. "The problem with Chuck is, everyone thinks he's the greatest, but the truth is he's lonely. He's also scared of being left, again." Sam looked at her, as she put on the skirt. She glanced in the mirror and smiled at what she saw. Chuck always tried not to look, but he did appreciate her legs, and she had caught him staring at them once or twice, while trying desperately not to. Funny, the one guy she didn't mind objectifying her didn't, and she didn't think she would have minded if he did a little. This might kill him. She saw Carina grin. "I don't care how many times we have to pick his jaw off of the floor, you're keeping that one." Sam smiled at her. "No one thinks they deserve Chuck Bartowski. All these women think he can do better than them, and he ends up with no one."

"He deserves the best," Sam said.

"So maybe, someone should step up, who's interested in him, and be the best version of themselves they can be," Carina said pointedly at her.

"Carina, I'm not after Bryce," Sam said, honestly.

"Doesn't matter, if you were, I'd pull out all stops for him, and we both know there's only one guy you'd do that for," she replied, enjoying Sam fighting not to blush. Carina walked over and opened the door. "Now go out there and blow his socks off. We aren't done with this conversation." Sam walked down the hall, and saw Chuck. He was off in his own world, slow dancing to Boyz II Men's cover of Sara Smile.

"Nice moves, Chuck," she said. Chuck spun to say something and his mouth dropped. His eyes went to her legs, and good Lord did they go on for miles. He snapped his eyes up to hers, a pleased look on her face.

"You look, nice," he struggled to get out. "Good, really good, professional, wonderful."

"So, you like it?" she asked, grinning, enjoying this. Maybe she couldn't have him, but she loved knowing she affected him. She listened to the words. "I like that name, Sarah."

"How are you spelling it?" he asked.

" H," she replied. Chuck looked at her.

"It doesn't have a H," Chuck said. Sarah gave him an eyeroll.

"Really, Chuck," she said. "It's my name," and with that she turned and sauntered back to the room.

"Sarah Walker," he said softly to himself. "I like it, I really like it." Sarah entered the room with Carina, and gave her a thumbs up.

"So, a new name?" Carina asked. Sarah nodded.

"Yeah, one that has nothing to do with me hurting him," she said, tears in her eyes. Carina looked at her.

"We're not hugging," Carina said.

"No, we're not hugging," Sarah agreed, overwhelmed with all of it. She was out, she was free, she was living with Chuck and working for him, and he was so close, but so far away. Carina put her arms around her.

"Tell him and I'll murder you," Carina said.

"I'd kill myself first," she said.

"I'm going to tell you the same thing I told Bryce, mistakes happen, move on, and fix it. He did, now you need to," Carina said.

"I don't know how," she said. They separated, but Carina had her arms on her shoulders giving her a look. "I can't ever hurt him again." Carina nodded.

"Baby steps, Blondie, you get there," Carina said. Sarah nodded, wondering if there was a chance and thinking back to that night that ruined her and Chuck's life.

-ooooo-

She had followed her the past couple of times she had left her apartment, and she was pretty sure what was going on. She had pictures of Jill entering the dorm of Billy Tompkins. She had found his window and had a long-range camera. She had taken a few pictures of them together, but nothing that would be the proof Chuck was going to need. Her and Bryce had met a few more times to discuss it, and how to proceed. Each time it was before Chuck was supposed to meet up with them, and they "double-date" and each time, Jill canceled. When Chuck would appear, they'd stop talking, and he'd always get a grin on his face and talk about the love birds. She was late to meeting Chuck and Bryce, but she couldn't, not yet, this time she had business to take care of. Jill came out of the building, and this time, she couldn't help herself. She walked up to Jill as she headed to her car.

"Jill Roberts?" she asked.

"Yes," Jill replied.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Excuse me?" Jill asked, taken aback.

"There is no excuse for you, you cheating whore," Jenny spat out. "You are cheating on one of the greatest guys there ever was."

"He doesn't care what I do," Jill retorted. "And what damn business is it of yours?!"

"He's my friend," Jenny said.

"You want to sleep with him, enjoy it," Jill said. "Good luck getting him away from Bryce or his books. Besides, don't you know his motto, everyone deserves a second chance," she said, laughing. Jenny was seething. Jill started to put the key into her car to unlock the door, when Jenny grabbed her head and bounced her face off of her car. Jill's nose busted, and she fell back on the pavement. "You BITCH!"

"Yeah, well, at least I'm not cheating on the greatest guy ever," Jenny said, turning to leave.

"You're gonna pay!" she screamed. "I'll get you back!"

"Whatever," Jenny mumbled, as she got in her car and drove to the bar they were supposed to meet up at. She got there, nervous. She had to tell him about Jill, he was going to be upset, but he had to know. She walked in, and saw Chuck at their table. He waved at her.

"Hey, I thought both Bryce and I had been stood up," Chuck said, a smile on his face, but she could see the pain behind it. "She texted earlier, she can't make it."

"Chuck, she's with another guy," Jenny said. Chuck shook his head.

"Don't you start too," Chuck said.

"Chuck, I saw her," Jenny said. "I followed her." Chuck stared at her, mad, got up, and left. Jenny quickly followed him. "Hey," she said, when they were both outside. "Wait."

"WHY!? It was none of your business!" he said, tears streaming down his face. "Why can't you and Bryce let me be happy?! Why can't you let me have something good? Why!"

"Chuck," she said, reaching for him. He pushed her hands away. "Chuck," she said, crying. "I did it so you'd know the truth."

"You did it so I'd be alone again!" he yelled, and took off.

"I got this," Bryce said hurrying past her. "Buddy!" he yelled catching him.

"Leave me alone, Bryce, you and your girl get to have a future, and all I get to be is alone!"

"Chuck, it's my fault, she said she could follow Jill since they didn't know each other," Bryce explained. "Don't you get it, Jill was using you."

"Don't you get it!? I'm alone again!"

"Chuck, you've got me and Jenny," Bryce said.

"I hope your both very happy together!" Chuck said, shoving Bryce away, and taking off. Bryce watched him go, shaking his head. He walked back to the bar, Jenny was at their table, drinking.

"Hey," he said.

"You were right you know," she said. "I'm crazy about him."

"I know," he said. "Everyone always is."

"And now he hates me," she said, tears flowing down her face.

"He may hate me more," Bryce replied. A waitress came by and they both ordered a few more. They stumbled back to the dorm many drinks later to see if Chuck had returned. "Try and do sumfin nice for sumone, and this is the thanks we get."

"You're drunk," Jenny said.

"You're hot," Bryce replied, grinning.

"Chuck thinks you're pretty," Jenny said, giggling. "He's right, you are very pretty. He's right about a lot of things," she said, beginning to cry again.

"Hey," he said, sitting her down on the bed, putting his arms around her. "He didn't mean it."

"Yes he did, Chuck never lies," Jenny said, crying.

"Hey, Jenny," he said, wiping the tears away. She looked up at him, and kissed him. "Whoa, we really shouldn't."

"Why not, it's not like your roommate ever wants either one of us," she said.

"Again, I don't like him that way," he said. "But this is a bad idea, we're both a little sloshed, and hurting."

"So comfort me," Jenny said. "Because I lost the guy I care about."

"Jenny," he began, but she kissed him again. Bryce was trying to be a gentleman, but at some point it all flew out the window. The two found themselves under the covers shortly sans clothes, enjoying each other. It was several hours later, the sun rising when Jenny opened her eyes. The door opening woke her. She realized what had happened, and horror struck her. She had slept with Bryce. In a moment of loneliness, of self-pity, she had indulged. That's not what bothered her, what bothered her was she was in love with another man, who didn't even know how she felt. She didn't know how to describe it other than she had cheated on a man she wasn't actually in a relationship with. She looked up and saw Chuck's shocked face.

The emotions that hit him were something he wasn't used to. Right then, he hated Bryce, and he was jealous. Jealous not that he had someone, but it was Jenny. He was also happy for them that they were together, but he was hurt. Hurt to his core. In one night, he had lost his girlfriend, and he had found out, the other woman he had feelings for, right or wrong was with someone else. He had begun to wonder if he should believe Bryce about those two being just friends. He made a decision, he had screwed everything up, and he wasn't going to take it out on them.

"I'm so sorry," he said, and spun to leave.

"No, stay," she heard Bryce say. She turned to him, and he had the same look she felt. "Are you okay?"

"No," he said. "My girlfriend cheated on me, and the two people I blamed were the only two people on this campus that cared about me."

"Chuck," Jenny began.

"No, please, let me finish," he begged. She nodded. "Look, I have been abandoned by my parents, and I try to act like it's fine, but when Jill left, all I could think was you two were going to be together, and, for the record, totally called it, eh," he said grinning. Jenny and Bryce both tried to grin back, but didn't fake it that well, but Chuck was on a roll and didn't notice. "Anyway, if I was to be alone, it's because I'm an idiot, and I would have chased off two of my best friends."

"Buddy, you were hurt and lashed out," Bryce said. "It's okay."

"Yeah, Chuck, we should have told you better, but she was hurting you and we couldn't take her hurting you that way," Jenny said. "I'm so sorry."

"It's okay," Chuck said. "I'd come over there and hug you two, but I'm not getting close to the freakiness."

"Chuck," Bryce began.

"Nope," Chuck said. "You two be happy and take care of each other, okay." They both nodded, their hearts not in it. "I'm gonna get a shower." He gathered his things quickly and left. They laid there quietly for a second, the silence thick and uncomfortable, both hesitant to speak.

"I am so sorry," Bryce said. Jenny chuckled.

"I believe you were the one trying to stop it," she said, giving him a look.

"Jenny," Bryce began. "I can't believe I'm about to say this."

"It was a mistake," Jenny finished for him.

"A horrible mistake," Bryce added. "That we seriously should never make again."

"Hope you enjoyed it, because that's it," Jenny said, grinning. Bryce laughed.

"Jenny, you make a lot of fun of Chuck and I being a couple, but, I love him," Bryce said. "I'm not gay, and it's not an erotic love or anything like that, it's just he's my brother, who I've never had." She nodded. "I hurt him with this, and I know you don't believe he feels that way about you, but this hurt him, we hurt him." Jenny nodded. "I'm sorry, because I know this hurts you."

"You're right," she said softly. "Now, I need to get dressed and you need to either give me that sheet or turn over, and close your eyes."

"You don't trust me?" he asked, grinning.

"You're Bryce Larkin," she replied. "No, I don't trust you." He laughed and turned over. She began to get dressed thinking she had made the biggest mistake of her life. She had, it was just the biggest mistake she made that evening wasn't sleeping with Bryce.


A/N: Next time on Pros and Cons: Jill gets revenge, Chuck says something that gives Sarah hope, and Jack gets involved….wha? Oh, and the plot (yes there is one) thickens. Hope you liked it, reviews and PMs are always welcomed…Take Care

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