A/N: Hey, everyone so a couple of things, one, this is the next to last chapter of this fic. I'm pretty sure I'm gonna come back to this world down the road. I like it way too much and didn't get a chance to really play in it since I was so involved in the back story. Number 2…I'm going to put a couple of fics on "Fall Hiatus." I go into more detail on my author page, but those stories are NOT dead. The three are Casey & Walker, Buy More High, and Chuck V2. As soon as I can, I will tell you the new project I'm involved with, but it's gonna be a bit. We have to make sure it does come to light first and that requires some prework. So I'll probably be posting only a couple times a week for a bit, again I apologize but if this works out….I've already said too much. Get ready, I give you Pros and Cons Ch 14, Never Try to Con a Con
Disclaimer: Don't own Chuck, and seriously…couldn't they have given Hannah a last name?!
"You look lovely in that dress tonight," the tall dark haired man in the suit said to Sarah. "You look amazing in red."
Sarah murmured a thanks, while she ignored her date as she listened to the voice in her ear. She didn't want her date to see her smiling. The voice continued on. "I mean tell me why would you ever take a job that keeps you away from the person you love or risks that relationship."
"Isn't that what you're doing right now?" the female voice on the other end countered.
She could see in her mind's him make a face of disbelief. "Are you kidding me, there is no way I'd ever do anything to lose what I have with Sarah."
"But she's nothing like you. She's into so many other things that you aren't, and she knows nothing about that stuff that interests you."
"But she does," the male voice countered confusing Sarah. "Because she interests me, and no one knows Sarah Walker better than herself."
"You can't believe it's real." Sarah stiffened at that. "You know it has to be a con, right? Sure a long con, and maybe not what she originally was after, but a con nonetheless."
"Hannah, she can have every freaking dime I ever make, Sarah Walker is my life, and I love her, the same way you love Daniel, and you hate the idea that he's going to try and sleep with Sarah. Trust me, you have nothing to worry about."
"Good boy, Chuck," Sarah murmured to herself, he was doing his job, and now it was time to do hers.
-ooooo-
A week earlier.
"Good work, Team." General Beckman looked very pleased on the monitor. "Now, for the next part of the plan, you will go to a museum…"
"Excuse me, General," Chuck said, cutting in. "I believe you have skipped a step." The General looked confused. "Sarah's dad."
"We are working on that, Chuck," the General said like it was over. Chuck nodded, turned, and walked out of the room, with Sarah following after him. "What was that?"
"That was Chuck's negotiating technique," Casey said. "I suspect he and Walker are about to go mix their chocolate and peanut butter. That is if his sister doesn't walk in on them."
Ellie rolled her eyes and fluttered an eyelid all at the same time. "I'm not going anywhere near those two. I can never unsee what I saw."
"It's obviously Chuck's fault for not putting a sock on the door," Bryce ribbed.
"You'd think Walker has a thing for people walking in on her," Carina smirked. Bryce turned red as Carina appeared quite proud of herself.
"If we could talk about anything but my brother's sex life, that would be great." Everyone was smiling at Ellie. "General, he's gotten a little confidence about him the past few days and I don't think he's going to back down on this one."
Carina grinned and couldn't let this one slide. "Just tell it like it is, Ellie, Chuckles got his mojo back and Blondie's the one giving it to him…and him to her."
"Ugh," Casey grunted. "Graphic reenactments aside, they're right, General. Nothing short of Jack Burton is going to make those two happy."
"Well," Carina began. Casey shuddered and walked out. The general frowned, and cut the feed.
-ooooo-
"Have I mentioned I was an idiot lately?"
Sarah sat up and gave Chuck a questioning look.
"For thinking you couldn't love me." She narrowed her eyes, thought about it, nodded reluctantly and snuggled back against him.
They had been laying in their bed in their room, waiting for someone to yell about what they had done. However, no one showed up, and when they left their room, the house was empty. They had dinner, waited around for a while for someone show back up. No one did, and eventually they went back to bed. Chuck had been contemplating taking the day off and just staying home with Sarah. He currently had his arm around, her, rubbing her shoulder as she cuddled into him.
"Careful how you talk about my nerd." Chuck heard the warning in her voice and grinned.
Since they had gotten back from the "Ellie Incident" at the studio, Sarah had moved into his room, and they weren't even trying to play it cool. There had been too much lost time, too much confusion over who they were to each other, and too much general drama. They were going forward, together, and anyone who had a problem with it, could deal with it. It had been like a breath of fresh air for both of them. A knock on the door made both of them slightly groan. "Come in!"
The door opened and Jack Burton peaked his head in. "I really don't need to see you two…well…you know." Sarah's mouth was opened, and she was speechless.
"Dad?"
"Yeah, apparently you two pulled a little stunt and got me out." Sarah glanced at Chuck, who shrugged. "I see you two have figured some things out." Sarah nodded. "It's about damn time." Sarah got out of bed, and went over to her dad. She stopped right in front of him. "I have been the god-awfullest father in the history of fathers, but I'm hoping we can work on that. No more cons, darlin'…well." He got a grin on his face. "Except what we're doing to Jill Roberts." Sarah nodded and wrapped her arms around him. "Missed you, darlin'."
"Missed you," she whispered.
"Me too," Chuck called from the bed.
Jack released Sarah and stared at him. "You better treat her right."
"He does, Dad."
Jack grinned. "I know, I just enjoy scaring the schnook."
-ooooo-
The team found themselves in the conference room yet again with Jill and her uncle Bernie. Bernie seems as excited to be there as they did. Jill had a smile on her face that made Chuck cautious. He glanced at Sarah; the look on her face mirrored his feelings. He grinned at her. The wink she gave him in return said it would be fine, they had it. They had basically had a conversation without saying a word, and when they turned toward Jill, it was clear she was upset at how in tune they were with each other.
"I don't know if you can handle this next assignment," Jill began. "Don't go getting mad at me. I can get two people in, but what I can also do is get two bachelors in that will be bid on. I can fix the silent auction where Sarah and Hannah can win the bid for Chuck and Daniel Shaw." Chuck's hand shot up. Jill rolled her eyes. "Yes, Chuck?"
"Why do we need Hannah and Daniel Shaw, and what is Hannah's last name?"
"Because, Chuck," she began patronizingly. "Four people are better than two, and if something goes wrong I have a backup team inside. I don't know what Hannah's last name is." Chuck's hand went back up. She nearly gave herself a concussion rolling her eyes this time. "WHAT?"
"Why not Carina and Bryce, and who hires someone without knowing her last name?"
"Because I said so and because she's like Cher, or Madonna, or Sting." Chuck's hand went back up. "WHAT!"
"I don't like your plan, and you left out Gollum."
"I don't care," and with that she stormed out. Bernie looked at Chuck and Sarah, grinned at them, and left.
"'Sting' made me think of Bilbo and then I thought of Gollum," Chuck explained to no one in particular.
Bryce leaned across the table. "Beckman?"
Chuck refocused, nodded. "Beckman."
-ooooo-
"Daniel Shaw and Hannah are known in the spy world as the seduction couple," Beckman began. Chuck's hand went up. "Yes, Chuck?"
"So two things, she really doesn't have a last name, and are they really a couple, couple? Because, well…I guess they don't actually do the deed."
"Do the deed," Sarah mumbled under her breath, trying not giggle.
Jack shook his head and leaned in toward his daughter. "This guy? Seriously?" She turned toward her father with a smirk on her face. He shrugged and pulled back. When she turned and she couldn't see him he grinned, happy.
Beckman took a deep breath. "Mr. Bartowski, in cases of my agents you would be correct. There are those that might, 'do the deed' as you say, but that is their choice. However, these two are known for seducing their target for the sole purpose of getting blackmail material, or splitting up couples."
Chuck's brow furrowed. "Why them for this mission then?" Jack gave him a look but Chuck wasn't paying attention. Sarah turned to her father, grinning. Jack shook his head.
"Uh, Chuck, buddy," Bryce began as gently as he could. "Who here does Jill have an issue with?"
"Oh, Sarah, but how would Jill go about it? Sarah and I are going to the party together."
Jack sighed. "May I?" The General nodded, knowing this was going to be good. "Listen closely. Jill is going to switch the bids. Hannah, with no last name, we know," Jack quickly added before Chuck could comment. "She will be your date, and Daniel and Sarah will be the other couple."
Chuck grinned and turned toward Beckman. "They are a couple, correct?" Beckman nodded. Chuck turned to Sarah, a grin covering his face.
"Oh, Chuck, tell me you're not going to," Sarah said, a satisfied smirk covering her face.
Bryce came over, and clapped his hand on Chuck's shoulder. "You are the only person I know that could pull this off. But if you don't…"
"I've waited for Sarah for what feels like forever, Hannah nolastname can do whatever she wants, and it isn't going to phase me in the least."
"And Shaw?" Bryce asked Sarah, his eyebrow raised.
"I mean if you go for that," Sarah said shrugging.
"Exactly!" Chuck said, and then he thought about it. The smile fell from his face and Sarah and Bryce were laughing. "Hey!"
-ooooo-
Jack was standing looking at the readout of the museum's blueprints, studying everything. Morgan handed him a folder with more specifics to study.
"Think you can handle this high-tech stuff?" Jack spun toward Anna who was working on her keyboard
"Think you can hack that computer system and get the doors open for Carina?"
Anna laughed at Jack. "You're worried."
Morgan scoffed. "Jack isn't worried." He turned to Jack. "Right?"
Jack put his hands in his pockets, and rocked back on his heels. "Not for the reasons you think." Jack pressed his lips together. "If I hadn't been stupid those two would have been together a long time ago. Now I'm worried too much time has passed."
"They're together," Anna said. Jack gave her a look and lifted his eyebrows once. "Oh, you mean married and together forever and ever." Jack gave a slow nod, his lips pressed together. "So, you're out of the slammer, what's the plan, because you have a plan, and Casey's in on it." Jack looked at her in surprise. "Let's just say I take care of Casey's phone at all times and sometimes he records things he doesn't know."
Morgan gave Anna a look. "Sometimes?" She shrugged.
Jack was laughing at the exchange. "How would he feel about that?"
"He'd probably grunt approvingly at me."
Jack threw his head back, laughed, and clapped his hands together. "Why do I think the three of us could team up and do some real damage?" She pointed to the headset, and he pulled down the mike. The camera feeds all popped up on the monitors. "Okay, Charlie, I see you, and Angel, I see you. Scratch your face if you can hear me." They both scratched their faces. "Now, you need to act mad, but not too mad, when you find out about the mix up." Sarah gave a slight head nod. "Charlie, pretend Sarah scratched your favorite space movie thingy." Chuck's eyes grew wide and Sarah tried to keep from snickering. "And here she goes, oh she's not even trying to hide what she's doing. Nice acting Charlie, you too Angel. Now keep them occupied while we run the sub-mission. Cop Face?" A grunt was heard. "Good I see you and I assume by that grunt you heard me." Casey nodded. "You're our eyes, if I miss something you let Red and Pretty Boy know if someone's coming. The vase is your target."
Anna muted her headset. "Do we have a backup plan if this goes wrong?"
Jack turned to her, grinned, and winked. "Does run like hell count?" In the monitor Sarah giggled, knowing what her dad was talking about. Chuck looked very concerned. "Don't worry, Charlie, my girl will save you." Chuck grinned. Jack turned to Anna and this time hit the mute button. "He's really okay with that isn't he?"
Morgan laughed and waved his hand. "Are you kidding me, he'd gladly let her do whatever she wants to him however." Anna and Jack turned toward Morgan. He thought for a second. "You know even as bad as it sounds I don't know that I'm wrong." Chuck had his eyes closed on the monitor and Sarah was trying to stop a laugh.
"Jack, I'm muting Morgan's mike."
Jack nodded. "Good call, Anna, good call."
-ooooo-
Sarah was trying not to groan in frustration. Daniel was about as charming as a chainsaw. "Can you stop for a second? It's really not working."
He looked surprised. "What's not working?"
She made an open hand circling gesture in his direction. "Any of this. At all. None of it. And besides, we both know you're here for the money, it has nothing to do with me or Chuck." Daniel tried to speak. "Shh, don't. Listen we both know you like Hannah with no last name." God, Chuck was rubbing off on her. She grinned at that thought. "Listen, you're in love with Hannah, screw the 'like' part, and this is killing you."
"You have no idea," he gushed out. Oh great, what had she done?
Chuck was making headway with Hannah with no name. But they had come to a sticking point. She had made a decision and he was having trouble talking her out of it. "Listen, Chuck, he deserves to know my last name."
"I mean I agree, but while your name is important, it's not. Whatever it is he calls you, that doesn't matter, what matters is he knows you. A name, is just that, something used to get someone's attention. I mean take Sarah, that's not her original name, but does it matter, no, because I know her. The person, do you understand?"
"But no one else knows it."
"And while that's huge it's not the end of the world. I know people that give each other nicknames and never call each other anything else but that."
"I'm going over there to tell him." She walked toward Daniel.
Chuck watched her go, and Sarah started walking toward him, grinning.
"So, Chuck you think names don't really matter that much?" The grin on her face was making his knees weak.
"Sure don't, Sarah. Because I know the person that you are, inside. And she is amazing, and wonderful, and I thank God every morning I wake up and see her."
"Schnook, you do realize this is an open channel? By the way you're turning red, I'm guessing no. What was her last name, out of curiosity?"
"I think she said Sam, but I wasn't sure."
-ooooo-
"Good job team, the serum retrieved from the vase by Carina is extremely dangerous, so thank you for using proper care." She closed her eyes in sheer frustration when she saw Chuck's hand raised. "Yes, Chuck?" she asked tightly.
"Is it something top secret, that can target someone DNA and then a weapon can be fired at them from thousands of miles away?"
Beckman looked at him like the village had just lost their idiot. "No, it's a fear gas, made by a scientist." She stared at the raised hand for a minute. "Mr. Larkin," she said through a strained voice.
"Any chance his name is Jonathan Crane?"
Beckman pinched the bridge of her nose. She studied them for a minute. Chuck, Bryce, and Morgan were all waiting expectantly.
"The scientist's last name is Jonathan," she finally said. All three jumped and yelled.
"CLOSE ENOUGH!" Morgan shouted. He turned to Chuck. "Dude, we've got our Scarecrow! That means you are Batman, which makes, Bryce Dick Grayson, and that makes Carina…." All three men turned toward her. She looked at them a little worried.
"Batgirl," they all three said at once.
"How did we miss it, with the red hair?" Bryce asked.
"I really thought Catwoman," Morgan added.
"Because I'm slinky, Morgan?" Carina asked with a wink.
"No, because of the whips," Morgan replied.
Chuck and Sarah's eyes both got wide. "Welp, I think we need to move on," Chuck insisted.
"Agreed," Beckman said, shaking her head. "Mr. Burton, what is next?"
"Volkoff Industries. The Russia branch." Everyone groaned. "What?"
"Casey will try and shoot everyone," Chuck explained. "Carina and Zondra will try to out-drink each other in Vodka."
"You should try Polish Vodka instead, it's better," Sarah said turning to the two ladies.
"Huh," Chuck muttered and then shook his head. "Also, it's cold. Very cold. Morgan will probably get a runny nose, cold."
"I do get runny noses," Morgan added.
"Team, you have hurt the Ring, if you complete this part it could easily be the tipping point in this war." Beckman grinned. "Plus, they are getting quite upset with Jill."
"That's a damn shame," Sarah mumbled.
"General, what about Hannah Sam and Daniel Shaw?" Chuck was grinning as he asked. Beckman rolled her eyes and shook her head.
"They have retired Mr. Bartowski. Probably because of your team."
"What can I say, General, love wins."
"I'm well aware," and with that she cut the feed. Everyone began to file out and Jack came over to Chuck and Sarah.
"You kids sure you don't mind if I stay here tonight?" Sarah smirked. "And I would like to thank you for the bedroom the furthest from your bedroom." Sarah grabbed her dad and hugged him. "Missed you too, Darlin'" he said softly. She released him, he nodded and backed away. She watched him leave the room.
She glanced at Chuck and grinned. "You know I've gotten a sister out of this and you're getting a dad." She kissed him on the cheek as he stood there grinning. He thought about what she said.
"A DAD?!"
A/N: Next, the finale, and it's a good one. It could only be called one thing…From Russia with Love. Hoped you liked it, reviews and PMs are always welcomed…Take Care
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