Here's the next chapter for those who enjoy this story! I know I do! Yay! -cheers- I know this chapter is shorter than the others but longer than the prologue, but there's a LOT of fluff in here. BOTH Lasey AND Charah. YAY FLUFFY FLUFF!

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Chapter Three: Love at the Castle

They drove right up to the front door of Orange Orange, and luckily, there was no one nearby to watch Casey carry his wounded girlfriend into the building and down into the Castle.

"Is she going to be alright?" Chuck asked, still a bit panicky.

Casey gently laid her onto a stretcher inside the mini medical room. He proceeded to get the bandages and removed his leather jacket, snapping on latex gloves. "Of course, Bartowski," he replied.

Sarah also snapped on a pair of latex gloves and got a few pieces of cloth. Then she began to remove the 'bandage' that she had wrapped on in the restaurant. Immediately after she removed them she pressed the pieces of cloth against the wound, trying to stop the bleeding. "Chuck, pass over the box with the needle and string," she ordered, "It seems the bullet went right through her arm so we don't have to worry about trying to remove it."

"W-What?" the Intersect breathed, "N-Needle and S-String?"

"What the hell do you think, Bartowski?" Casey hissed, "We need to stitch up this wound before we bandage it."

Sarah removed the bloodied cloth to further inspect the wound. "I don't think the bullet hit anything important, except just rip through flesh. But we need a professional doctor to be sure. There's no way we are getting Ellie or Devon, we have no way to explain it to them," she said as Chuck nervously handed her the small box, "Chuck, you should get out of this room. You look a bit queasy."

"Is there anyone from the NSA or the CIA who's a doctor that can help us?" Chuck asked, wanting to be useful, "I-I can call the General."

Casey looked at Sarah. "Do you got this?" he asked her.

She nodded. "Yes, go."

He worked off his gloves and walked out of the room, grabbing Chuck by the collar and half-dragging him. "Come on, Bartowski. We're calling Command."

They went to the Briefing room with the large TV and Casey quickly turned on the uplink, and the General's picture came onto the screen. "Is there something you need, Major Casey?" she asked. Then she noticed that Sarah and Lara were missing. "Where are Agents Walker and Clark?"

Casey hesitated a moment before beginning. "Agent Clark has been shot, and Agent Walker is tending to her," he announced.

"Explain yourself, Major," she ordered, her face hard.

"The four of us were going to lunch, and these Fulcrum agents walked into the restaurant," Chuck explained.

"One of the agents, Jason Wilson, apparently had a previous encounter with Agent Clark, and our situation was compromised, and he shot her in the arm," Casey continued, "He demanded from her the location of the Intersect, in which when she refused, and he shot her twice in the chest. I am pleased to inform you though that Agent Clark was wearing a bulletproof vest at this time, but had lost a large amount of blood from the arm wound."

"Casey and Sarah then had a shoot-off with the Fulcrum agents, and none of us were hit. All of the enemy agents were taken down," Chuck added.

General Beckman nodded approvingly before turning to her top NSA field agent. "Major, I suspect that your personal feelings for Agent Clark did not compromise your duty," she said.

He nodded. "Of course. Our relationship is strictly professional when protecting Bartowski," he replied smoothly, his eyes not betraying his true emotions.

"Very good. In any case, good job you two. Send my regards to Agent Walker and Clark. Tell Agent Clark that I appreciate and recognize her efforts in ensuring the safety of the Intersect. I'll see what detail I can find on the Fulcrum agents and report back to me if anything else happens. Are we clear?" she asked.

"Yes, ma'am!" they both exclaimed, and the communication ended.

Sarah walked over to the two while removing her bloodied latex gloves. She sighed in exhaustion, but Casey and Chuck took the sigh as something else.

"Is she okay?" Chuck inquired.

The CIA agent looked over at her partner, the NSA agent. "Casey, she wants to see you right now. Don't take too long, she needs to rest. She's lost a lot of blood," she told him quietly, "I don't think that her ribs are damaged, but we'd need a professional doctor to be sure."

He gave her a single nod and quickly made his way back to the medical room. He saw his lover's body lying on the stretcher white bandages wrapped tightly around her arm as her hands rested on her stomach. Her former red blouse had been taken off and now she only had her black T-shirt and her equally black slacks. "Lara?" he asked quietly, "Are you awake?"

She looked at him with tired, golden eyes. "Casey?" she muttered, "W-What did the General say?" She tried to sit up slowly.

He put a hand on her back, easing her up. "Take it easy. You need to rest. You're still hurt," he told her.

She swung her legs over the side of the stretcher and sat up. Casey sat next to her and let her lean against him. Her head rested against his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around her. "Yeah, well Sarah gave me a very small dose of painkillers with a mix of a sleeping draft, so I think I'll be resting pretty easy," she commented, "I admit that it really helps to distract from the pain, but I think my left arm will be weak for a while. Good thing I shoot with my right arm."

"Lara, you should take it easy for a while until your arm heals a bit more. Anyway, the General said that we did a good job. And she recognizes and appreciates your efforts on trying to save Chuck's life," he told her.

"Hmm... I'd say that's pretty good for a day's work," she said, trying to lighten the mood.

"I'd say it's more than a day's work," Casey corrected, "I got you back in my life." Then he turned her towards him and kissed her passionately, snaking his arms around her waist. She put one hand on the back of his head, pulling him closer, while her other hand rested against his chest.

"I love you," Lara whispered, her forehead resting against Casey's, her eyes closed.

"I love you so damn much too," he muttered back, pulling out her hair tie before continuing their little make-out session.

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Back at the Briefing Room, Chuck was pacing around anxiously.

"Chuck, don't worry about Lara, she's going to be alright," Sarah assured, "and Casey wouldn't let anything happen to her. He cares for her too much, even though he doesn't want to admit it."

"I know! I know!" he exclaimed panicky, "I'm sorry! I just can't help it! I just- I just- I just- Argh!" His hands grabbed and yanked at his hair in frustration.

"Chuck! Chuck! Calm down!" Sarah exclaimed, grabbing his shoulders, "Now, why are you in a panicky mood? It's not like anything really super bad happened, like one of us died."

"After seeing what happened to Lara, it makes me realize what might happen to you while you're assigned to protect me. And now I'm worried," he admitted, "After hearing that you might have been replaced by that other, really scary agent, I-I don't want to lose you again. Especially permanently too."

"Awww... that's really sweet of you Chuck," Sarah said, "But I can take care of myself."

"It's not that I doubt your skills, it's just that I don't want to even risk it. I fully understand that you have to protect me and everything because I'm the Intersect, but I can't help but worry about what might happen to you if you try to save me," he elaborated, "And if that happens, I don't know what I'd do without you. I know Casey and Lara will still be here and all, but it won't be the same without you."

"Chuck," Sarah said, placing two fingers over his lips, silencing him, "You don't have to worry about me. Look, I know you care for me, and I feel the same."

"Really?" he asked in a suddenly small voice.

She smiled. "Really," she stated.

He looked at her for a moment before pulling her close against him and kissing her passionately. She pulled him even closer and kissed back just as passionately.

"I love you Sarah," Chuck gasped as they continued to kiss.

YAY! GO LASEY AND CHARAH!!!!!!!!!!!! And if you compare how much Casey "freaks out" in the last chapter compared to Chuck in THIS chapter, then you will see that Chuck's freaking out is a LOT worse than Casey's. I hope this didn't put Chuck out of character, but I think that's something that he would do. He's a good person.

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