I don't own Chuck. Actually, I don't own much of anything.

This is not new content. In fact, it is almost ten years old. Some changes in the rewrite. Sarah was far too emotional. She's not going to apologize for using seduction tactics. Chuck needs to support her. That was their deal. There will maybe be a little more description of things that were implied in the original.

Look, I get that interest in things Chuck has waned. That's as it should be. So, while I'd always love to hear from you, I'm not doing this for hits or reviews. I'm doing this for me. Hopefully you can enjoy it as well.

Double Date

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Chuck, Sarah, and Casey were all in Casey's apartment preparing for the night's mission. Casey, as usual, was going over the mission details. He clearly took some comfort in telling them what they already knew. "Bartowski, Walker," he said. "You both have listening bugs and GPS trackers on you. I'll be monitoring your conversations. We can't risk earpieces since they are both agents. We wouldn't want them to notice and get tipped off. Walker, you're going to try and get Jim Smith down to the hotel bar to see if you can get him to give up anything. Chuck, you're going to stay in the room and talk with Carina. I'll be in the car. Hopefully neither of you will leave the hotel. If that happens, I'll stay with Walker. Walker, give Chuck about an hour and then bring back Smith. After you're done, we'll all come back here and debrief. After that, we'll report in. Any questions?"

"Any questions?" Sarah teased. "What's the capital of Oregon?"

Chuck normally wouldn't have bothered Casey when he was in mission mode. That usually didn't go well. But hearing Sarah so plainly make fun of him, he just couldn't help himself. "I just hope that Sarah can get Smith to give up something before she has to… umm… debrief. If you catch my meaning," he said.

Sarah's grin was on full display. "I'm not wearing briefs," she teased. "My panties are plain cotton, not really suitable for any de-panty action in a public place. I think you saw me put them on. Besides, I've seen Carina in action. I doubt that she is even wearing panties at all. Don't underestimate her. She may know a hundred ways to kill you, but she knows a thousand ways to get you naked. If you're going to worry about anybody tonight, worry about yourself telling me what happened when we're here later going over things."

Chuck looked at her. She was clearly only half teasing. It probably wasn't fair for her to express jealousy when she didn't allow him that same privilege. Then again, life wasn't always fair. "Great," he said sarcastically. "As long as there's no pressure."

Casey had heard about enough of their stupid banter. "Can we just go to work?" he growled. "That pizza I had for dinner isn't sitting that well as it is. Listening to you two is about to put me over the edge."

Silly banter aside, Smith being Fulcrum had them all a little spooked. Casey was taking no chances. He even drove to the hotel separately from Chuck and Sarah, just in case there was any surveillance.

As they were in the elevator Sarah grabbed Chuck's hand. "Don't worry about tonight," she said softly. "I'm not really sure why you want to talk to Carina but I hope you find out what it is you're looking for. Don't worry about me. Nothing much is going to happen tonight. We're going to be in the hotel bar. I'm highly trained as a seductress but even I can't work that fast."

That got them laughing. "I know," Chuck replied.

"For the record, I like worrying about you.

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They quickly found the room and knocked on the door. After a few seconds, Carina opened it. "Hi, you two," she exclaimed as she hugged Sarah. "Come in,"

The room was very nice, much nicer than Sarah's room. It was a suite with a separate bedroom, kitchenette, and living room space. Smith was sitting on the sofa watching Sports Center. If his eyes were on Sarah, and they definitely were, who could really blame him? The cocktail dress she was wearing was stunning, maybe not quite as revealing as her first date dress, but not much. Smith definitely approved. He was making zero effort to hide how much he was looking forward to this. "Hi," he said.

Sarah looked around the room and laughed. "Nice room," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "So much for saving the taxpayer's money."

Carina was obviously in a good mood. She just laughed. "Well, it's still cheaper than two regular rooms," she explained.

Perhaps Smith wasn't literally drooling but he obviously was in a hurry. "Are you ready to give these two some privacy?" he asked. "What did you have in mind for tonight?"

It was a loaded question. There was little question what he had in mind for tonight. Sarah realized that this would be harder than the usual assignment. She had to encourage him, but she also had to set some boundaries. Otherwise he'd be dragging her in a closet someplace for a quickie. "I thought we'd go down to the bar for an hour, get to know each other, and have a drink," she answered with a smile. "Or maybe even two. Would that be okay?"

Smith nodded. "Fine," was all he said.

"Okay," Sarah said. "Let's get going. Behave yourselves, you two." Carina knew Sarah well enough to get the meaning behind the look she was flashing. "We'll be back in about an hour."

As soon as they left the room, Sarah turned her megawatt smile towards him. She looped her arm around his and pulled him in close. "I'm so looking forward to having an adult conversation," she sighed.

"I feel like I've been babysitting for a year now."

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As soon as the door closed, Carina walked over to where Chuck was standing. She grabbed his hand and practically pulled him into the middle of the room. The predatory smile was back in full force. "Chuck," she said. "I can't tell you how much I've been looking forward to seeing you again. Please, sit down. Let me get you a drink."

Chuck really didn't know what to expect. But a drink would really help. So he sat on the sofa in the same spot where Smith had previously been sitting. As soon as Carina handed him the beer, he took a long pull. Chuck noticed that she was sitting next to him just a little closer then would normally be appropriate.

Carina's grin was now ear to ear. "I understand that here are some things that you want to know about Sarah," she said. "You came to the right place. I know everything about that girl that there is to know. I know things about her that she doesn't even know herself. First, let's discuss my fee."

"Fee?" Chuck asked in surprise.

"Don't worry," Carina said. "It's not a big fee. How about a trade? I'll tell you about Sarah and you can tell me about you."

That was maybe the very last thing Chuck expected her to say. "What do you want to know about me?" he asked.

Carina's answer was simple. "Like… how you taste."

Sarah was sure right about Carina. The girl was fast. She already had her shirt off and was kissing him. It started off hard on the lips, and then started working on his neck. "I prefer nonverbal communication," she moaned between wet kisses.

Chuck was too stunned to move. He instinctively tried to move away from her but he was trapped by the sofa armrest. "Carina, no," he stammered.

"Come on, Chuck," Carina moaned as she continued up and down his neck. "I know you want this. I want it too."

Chuck didn't know what to do. He was basically trapped. "Please stop," he pleaded.

Carina intentionally rubbed her bare breast against his arm. "I know that you want this," she insisted. "Don't worry. Sarah will never know. This is what spies do. It's one of the few benefits." She looked Chuck directly in the eyes. "I know you're nervous, so for this first time I'll do anything you want… anything at all. Try me."

Carina pressed her mouth to his again. Chuck could feel her tongue probing his lips.

Chuck pressed his palms against Carina's chest, trying to push her away.

Carina misinterpreted Chuck's intent. "Yes, Chuck," she moaned. "Now we're talking."

Finally Chuck was desperate. He pushed Carina as hard as he could. She flew backwards off the sofa and landed hard on the floor. She appeared to bounce once before coming to rest. She looked at Chuck with confusion written all over her face.

"I'm so sorry," Chuck said in a panic. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I just couldn't get you to stop. Are you okay?"

Carina's face slowly changed from a look of confusion to a sad smile. "You really do love her, don't you?" she asked.

There was really only one answer to that. "I really do." Chuck offered his hand to help Carina up.

"Okay, Chuck," Carina said as Chuck helped her to her feet. "What do you want to know?"

Carina sat back down on the sofa, this time a respectable distance away. "What the hell was that all about?" Chuck demanded. "I thought that you were Sarah's friend?"

Carina's predatory smile changed. Now it was relaxed and friendly. "I am her friend. It's more than that. She's the sister I never had. We trained together, been all over the world together. I'm very protective of her. For always acting like the badass, she's actually very vulnerable. I had to find out if you were going to break her heart. I was never going to allow that to happen. The thing is, I'm an spy. That's how I get men to tell me the truth."

Chuck still wasn't buying it. "I told you that I loved her," he said. "What more do you need?"

Carina looked at him like he'd suddenly grown a third eye. "You mean a man would never lie about loving a women?" she asked in a sarcastic tone. "Yeah, you said it. Sorry, that wasn't good enough. I didn't believe it. Now I do. If you're going to be in love with a spy, you'd better get used to it."

Chuck averted his eyes from Carina's profile. Her chest wasn't nearly Sarah's size. But he had to admit, she was perky. "Do you think that you could put your shirt back on?" he asked.

Maybe it wasn't his proudest moment. But he had to know. They talked about seduction missions all the time. He really hadn't seen it happen. "So you're telling me that Sarah does this?"

Carina laughed. "Of course," she answered. "Sarah's style is more subtle than mine. She draws the line at actual sex. But if you're asking if Sarah has used her body to get information from a mark, then yes, she has, many times."

"So tell me," Chuck said. "What would you have done if I hadn't stopped you?"

That got Carina laughing even harder. "I don't draw that line," she said. "We would have had about forty-five minutes of wild monkey sex. You would have learned some new positions. If you had impressed me with the tongue thing that Sarah raves about, you might get another visit from me someday. Then later tonight I would have told Sarah that you betrayed her and… well, I think you can figure out how it would go from there."

"What about six months ago?" Chuck asked. "Was that a test too?"

Carina shook her head. "That was real," she said. "I love Sarah but we are competitive. You weren't in any sort of relationship then, so you were fair game."

Chuck was finally able to breathe normally. "What can you tell me about Sarah that will help me understand her better?" he asked.

Carina paused for a minute to collect her thoughts. "Sarah's real life was messed up. Even I don't know all of the details but her home life wasn't good. I think that's a common thing for agents. I think that Sarah is driven to be such a good agent because she is afraid of living in the real world. It hasn't been very good to her. I know that's why she stayed with her old boyfriend, Bryce for so long. You could tell from a mile away that she didn't love him. Has she told you about Bryce?"

Chuck knew that was an area where he should play dumb. Knowing that Bryce had been his roommate would get her thinking. He just nodded.

"Bryce was a great partner," Carina continued. "With Bryce, she could have a relationship without having to live in the real world. But it turned out that he was a lousy boyfriend. Most spies are."

"What was missing?" Chuck asked.

"Love," replied Carina. "Bryce never really cared for Sarah as a person. He wasn't there for her. She was only a convenience for him, his eye candy. He was only her friend when he wanted something. She really never loved him either."

"How do you know all of this?" Chuck asked.

Carina smiled again. "Well, let's just say if you were Bryce, we would be about half way through our sweaty monkey sex," she said. "One thing that you should know about Sarah. She is not a good spy. She's not a great spy. She's the very best spy that there is. There is some reason you're not telling me why she's assigned to you. You're obviously much more valuable then you're saying. I'm not asking and I don't want to know. It's obvious though."

"What can I do to help her?" Chuck asked.

"That's easy," Carina answered quickly. "Love her to death. Sarah's like most spies. They don't mind the dangerous assignments, because they really don't have anything to lose. In a way, you've changed that. Now Sarah has something to lose. Chuck, you can save her… or you can destroy her. Make sure that she knows that you're not leaving, no matter what."

"But I'm not leaving," Chuck insisted. "No matter what."

Carina laughed again. "If it was only that easy," she said. "Sarah honestly thinks that she loves you. I'm not sure and you never will be either."

Chuck wasn't expecting that. It sounded horrible. "What do you mean?" he asked.

"She's a trained actress," Carina explained. "She's used to fooling people who would kill her if they found out. If the mission called for her to act all lovesick to keep you controlled, she would act lovesick. You wouldn't be able to tell the difference and neither would I. The only way you'll ever know for sure is if she picks you over the job. Otherwise, you're going to wake up one morning and she'll be gone and you'll never see her again."

It was too horrible to even contemplate. "Can you put in a good word for me?" Chuck asked.

Carina nodded. "Yes," she said. "I just wish it would do any good. You're a nice guy, Chuck. I know that you really love Sarah. Even though you just spoiled my perfect seduction record, I hope you get through to her. I'm rooting for you."

"Perfect?" Chuck questioned. "How can that be?"

"Not counting the gay ones," Carina laughed. "Wait a minute. You're not gay are you? Don't answer that. Sarah has already told me all about the tongue thing. It's a shame that I'm not going to find out for myself."

"Thanks for your help," Chuck said. "Even though I didn't think so an hour ago, I'm happy that Sarah has you as a friend. I appreciate the information. You don't have to worry about her. I'm going to make her love me or die trying. You know I'm not coming on to you but do you think I could have a hug?"

"Of course," Carina said as she leaned into Chuck's shoulder for a brief hug.

"I won't even report this one."

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Sarah and Smith were in the hotel bar. They were sitting next to each other in booth. They had just finished their second drink and were waiting for the waitress to bring the third round. Sarah had been putting off encouraging him. The boy didn't need much encouragement. He was already looking at her like hungry wolf looked at a stray lamb. The good news was they had to be back in an hour. Still, if she started too early, he'd think there was enough time to actually do something. And that was something Sarah needed him to anticipate. But finally, it was time to turn up the heat.

"I can't wait to get off this assignment," Sarah said with a laugh. She casually let her hand rest on Smith's thigh. "I feel like I have been in nerd heaven for the past year."

This guy certainly wasn't bashful. He made no attempt to hide looking down the front of her dress. His smarmy innuendo was typical of these pretty boys. They all thought that a few minutes of their wit would have any unsuspecting female's panties around her ankles. But her hand obviously sent the intended signal. His hand made a beeline to her thigh. "How did you get stuck here?" he asked.

That got Sarah laughing. "I don't know," she said. She leaned forward to make sure he got a better look. "Blow up one congressman's car by mistake and you end up here for a year. I think I would do just about anything to get out of this assignment and back to the field." Sarah squeezed his thigh a little for emphasis.

Smith's hand that was rubbing her thigh was going higher and higher under the table. He was obviously testing to see if she would stop him. Sarah only smiled… and opened her legs a little wider. "Carina tells me you're in love with this Chuck," Smith said.

Sarah laughed as she leaned her head on his shoulder. "Please," she said. "It was so easy to make him think that. You know how it goes with these nerds. Fuck them a couple of times and it's over. Now, he's my love sick slave. If I told him to cut off his right arm, he would. I just wish he'd get better at it."

"Well, Sarah," Smith said. "I may just be able to help you out. There's a group within the intelligence community that thinks our country is going in the wrong direction. We're always looking for good agents. Maybe we can meet tomorrow night and I'll introduce you to the regional leader. Maybe if that works out, we can go to your place and see where the night takes us." His hand had passed the top of her stockings and was very close to Chuck's de-panty zone.

"That sounds good," Sarah replied seductively. "If you can hook me up with someone who can get me off this assignment, I'm sure I can find a way to thank you properly."

"I'm going to hold you to that," Smith said.

"We'd better get back," Sarah said reluctantly. "Our hour's up. I'd better get back to babysitting. How about tomorrow, you don't start something that you can't finish? I'll pick you up at eight in front of the hotel."

"Sounds good to me."

Sarah still needed to ratchet up the anticipation another notch. She needed him to shut off his brain and think of nothing except the wild time she had promised tomorrow. As soon as the elevator doors closed she reached her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. "Get me off this assignment," she said. "And that was just a small taste of me showing my appreciation."

And that was basically the mission. As seduction missions went, this one was pretty tame. And it had the potential to be a huge win. They didn't know much about Fulcrum's chain of command. But someone called a regional commander had to be big. An introduction to him might give them a chance to strike deep into the heart of Fulcrum. Beckman would be happy. Even better, Chuck would be happy. One kiss and that was it. And anything that made Chuck happy was pretty much okay with Sarah. They got to the room and Chuck was waiting expectantly.

"Are you ready to go?" Sarah asked.

"Yup," was Chuck's single word reply.

Once they were safely in the elevator, Chuck turned to Sarah. "How did it go?"

"Perfect," Sarah replied.

"The asshole is trying to recruit me into Fulcrum."

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