I still don't own Chuck. I'm not sure who does at this point.

Non Adult Content Non Warning: Yeah… I know. This situation has the potential to get very, very adult with a hot menage a trois. So if you don't know what menage a trois means, don't worry. I'm not going to try and explain it. Because it's not going to happen. This isn't that kind of story. I'm going for light humor and sappy romance. It won't go anywhere near kinky. In fact, the Chuck and Sarah of this story would most definitely not see the humor in suggesting anything like that. So if you're squeamish about such things, feel free to keep reading. Aside from perhaps a couple of F-bombs there shouldn't be anything more adult than what you've seen on the show. Come to think about it, that's pretty adult. I'm kinda surprised what they got away with (Toes In The Sand?) at 8:00.

So sorry if you were looking for kinky. Honestly I'm not really sorry. It just seemed like the thing to say. If it's any consolation, it's pretty easy to find that Jill/Chuck/Sarah kind of story. :)

While we're on the subject of what you're looking for, we've definitely set up a potential battle with Alexei Volkoff and maybe finding mom. We're really not going there either. Maybe I could do that in a sequel. I want this story to be basically about the Sarah/Ellie relationship, how it really helps both ladies, and especially how having a best friend helps Sarah come to terms with her conflicted feelings in her relationship with Chuck.

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One Hot Tub, One Bed, Two Girls

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"Are you okay?"

Chuck knew that Sarah was playing her role. That was to be expected. Sarah was the consummate professional on a mission. But he also knew that her question was also very genuine. So he had to find a way to assure her and still stay in character. "I'm great," he finally said. "Never better. Have we met?"

Sarah was an amazing actress. The heartbreak in her face looked so real. Seeing the tears welling in her eyes almost caused Chuck to break character. "So it's true," she said sadly. "You don't remember me."

Jill stood up and left the hot tub. Thankfully, after she had given both enough of an eyeful to make sure her point was made, she mercifully wrapped herself in a towel. "I told you," she said with a smirk. "Do you believe me now?"

Again, Sarah was an amazing actress. She didn't answer, not with words anyway. But the single tear sliding down her cheek and the quick nod was answer enough.

Jill twisted the knife. She walked over to Chuck and sided into him affectionately… quickly causing the towel she was wearing to lose most of its effectiveness. "I don't trust you," she said. "But now thanks to you and your evil organization, I have a superman protecting me." She turned her face up to Chuck. "You'll protect me, right, baby?"

"Of course," Chuck said. "You know that I would never allow anything bad to happen to you."

"Thanks, baby," Jill said with a short peck. She turned back to Sarah. "That puts me totally in charge. If you want access to my fiancé, it's going to be on my terms. I think that I'd like to hear you admit that."

Sarah lowered her head. "You're in charge," she agreed sullenly.

Chuck was intent on playing his role. They had come too far to blow it now. "I don't get it," he said. "If you don't trust her, why is she here?"

Jill smiled. "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer," she said. "She claims to be in love with you. I'm going to give her a chance to prove that. If she really is in love with you, then she'll put your best interests first, ahead of the CIA, am I right? That's going to be a challenge for Agent Walker. She's very hard core."

"I guess," Chuck sighed. Sarah had an excellent poker face. In fact you had to know her pretty well to tell how she was really feeling. But when she set her jaw in that certain way, well, Jill was in serious trouble. In spite of the tense situation, he fought the urge to grin. You have no idea.

Jill's grin turned evil. "I told you she was hot," she said. "I really hope you appreciate me setting aside my jealousy." Turning to Sarah she smirked. "Turn around for him. Slowly. Let him see the whole package."

"Is this really necessary?" Chuck whined.

"Not now, Chuck," Jill said firmly. "This is between Agent Walker and me. We've been on opposite sides for too long. She has been a very large pain in my ass. We need to establish some ground rules. She agreed to the deal. This is going to happen on my terms. One of those terms was that she would immediately obey my orders." Jill turned to Sarah. "Well what are you waiting for?" she asked impatiently. "If you're really in love with him, then you surely wouldn't mind showing him your shapely ass. You've certainly shown it to enough men. Am I right?"

Chuck was sure that Sarah was about to go on a three state killing spree, starting with Jill… and ending, well, with Jill, spreading parts of her body across three states. Fortunately, she made sure that Jill couldn't see the wink she shot him. "You're actually absolutely right," she said as she slowly turned around. "On both points." Once she was facing away from him, she bent over a little and gave a slight but definitely noticeably sexy wiggle. "I am in love with him."

"And I love it when he checks out my ass."

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"Damn, that hurt."

"I'm so sorry, John," Ellie quickly panted as she paused their sparring for a moment.

"Don't be sorry," Casey said as he vigorously rubbed his knee. "That was great. You want to learn how to fight? Well, hurting someone is what fighting is all about. Never be sorry about it. You're really catching on quick. Where did you learn how to kick like that?"

Ellie couldn't keep the grin off her face from his unexpected compliment. "Sarah was right," she finally said after she had mostly caught her breath. "Fighting with your legs is a lot like dancing. I love to dance. So it comes pretty naturally."

"Don't get cocky on me," Casey warned. "Fighting may seem like dancing. But fighting for real is never fun. It's not a sport. It's survival. It's either you or your opponent. And since your opponent doesn't have any rules, you can't either. Use all of your assets, figure out his weak spots, deliver as much punishment as you possibly can, and don't stop until he's no longer a threat."

Ellie nodded in agreement. "It didn't hurt that I was pretending you are Jill," she said indicating with a tip of her head the speaker where they were listening to Sarah's wire. "I wouldn't mind a chance to kick that bitch… more than once."

Casey smiled. "We just might be able to make that happen," he said. "I think that I would actually enjoy seeing that. Maybe we could make it your reward if you continue to progress. Sort of an incentive type deal. Are you ready to kick it up a notch?"

"I am. Especially if that's my reward. Maybe even two notches."

"Okay," Casey said as his face turned noticeably red. "But do you have something else to wear? Maybe a sports bra? I don't quite know how to say this. But you're really moving around. If we turn up the speed…"

Ellie couldn't help but grin at his awkwardness. It was beyond cute. Sarah was right. She didn't have any worry about an unwelcome pass from him. And maybe that could even be the source of a little fun. So her grin turned a little evil. "Are you sure?" she asked. "I could change. But you just said for me to use all of my assets. Sarah tells me that letting your opponent get a glimpse of your chest gives you a definite advantage. Just a guess but that probably wouldn't work on Jill. But shouldn't I practice?"

"It seems to be working on you."

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"Where are you going?"

Jill had hurriedly gotten dressed and dragged Chuck out of the room and into the hallway. "I'm giving you some alone time with her," she said. "I know that you're nervous doing this in front of me. I'm going to cut you some slack tonight. But it needs to be done. We need her controlled. Make sure that she knows that the lobby is guarded."

"Is this a test of some kind?" Chuck demanded. "Jill, you get jealous if you think I notice a pretty girl in the grocery store. What gives?"

Jill's grin said loud and clear that she was enjoying this situation entirely too much. "Our lives have changed," she said. "That's just reality. You're absolute right. I was horribly jealous. But let's face some facts. Thanks to our 'friends' in the CIA, our house with the white picket fence and three kids are going to have to wait. We live in a new world. One where the values we once had are now obsolete. In fact they might get in the way. We can no longer afford to think like we used to. I need you to do a job, one that neither of us wants you to do. We can cry about that. I can get all jealous and make you miserable. Or we can accept our situation, embrace it, use it to our advantage, and have fun with it. I'm choosing the latter. I'm hoping that you are as proud of me as I am. I'm giving you a great gift."

"What gift?"

Jill looked at him like he had just sprouted a third eye. "Come on baby?" she said sarcastically. "What gift? Really? How about the hot blonde in there that is willing to do absolutely anything in bed you would demand of her to prove that she loves you. I'm giving you permission to take full advantage of that with zero guilt. Don't try and deny that you find her attractive. Who wouldn't? We need her uncomfortable. In fact, when I get back I'm expecting a full report with no lurid detail missing. Just so that we understand each other, I'm going to very pissed if I find out that you haven't pushed her to the very limit. Have fun with it. I'm giving you basically every man's fantasy. That's a great gift, right? I expect you to be very appreciative and remember this the next time I want a gift from you… like maybe later tonight."

Chuck was partly sad… but mostly angry. If this situation was as Jill assumed, nothing would hurt Sarah more than having to face him without him knowing her and demanding wild sex. He struggled to keep his composure. This was rapidly becoming not worth it. Knowing that his face would give him away, he turned back towards the door.

"Okay," was all he said.

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As soon as Chuck was back in the room with the door closed, Sarah was in his arms. Seeing the concern written all over his face, she smiled to reassure him. "The room's clean," she said. I'm wearing a wire. Say hello to Casey and Ellie."

Chuck wasn't in the mood for any humor. "I'm so sorry for all of this," he said. "This is getting ridiculous. You shouldn't have to put up with anything like this."

Sarah watched him trying to blink the tears out of his eyes. That was her Chuck, her guy, the man she was going to spend the rest of her life with. Saying that she loved him seemed trite, almost silly. The truth was she had feelings for him that were so strong that it scared her… feelings that she couldn't begin to describe. Ellie called her terminally lovesick. Okay. But the simple truth was she had never felt closer to him than at this moment. So she did the natural thing. She crushed her lips to his in an urgent kiss. "Why on earth would you be sorry?" she asked with a grin as the long, loving yet intense kiss finally broke. "I've never been more proud of anyone in my life. Because of your quick thinking we have a chance to nail some pretty big fish."

"There's a big money man behind all of this," Chuck said. "She hasn't told me his name yet."

"We know who," Sarah said. "It's Alexei Volkoff."

Chuck's eyes widened as he pondered the implications. "Alexei Volkoff?" he asked in shock. "Sarah, do you think…"

"That this might have something to do with your mom?" Sarah finished his thought. "I don't know. But it seems very possible."

Sarah put her finger to her ear. "Okay, Ellie," she said after a moment. "I'll tell him." She turned her attention back to Chuck. "Your sister isn't very happy with you," she said. "I'm afraid that she was a variety of reasons, some fair, and some unfair. She wants me to tell you that Casey is training her and that now you have a Class A ass kicking coming."

"Great," Chuck sighed. "Tell her to get in line."

Sarah sighed a little. "I need to tell you something," she said. "Chuck, I'm so, so sorry that I dredged up all of those bad memories about Prague. I was being stupid. I know that you feel bad about it. Please stop. There is no need to feel bad. Can we please forget that I mentioned it?"

"I think that we should still talk," Chuck said. "It's something that we should have done a long time ago. I hurt you. That is unacceptable to me. At least I want you to understand why I did what I did. Hopefully that will be therapeutic for both of us."

Sarah was wrong just a moment ago. Now she had never felt closer to him than at this moment. It was Sarah's turn to blink the tears from her eyes. "Okay," she finally said. "It's sweet that you're looking out for me. But understand something. I totally trust you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I'm ashamed of myself. If I don't trust you, then I don't deserve you. And, Chuck, I'm trying so hard to deserve you."

They just stood there in a tight embrace for a long, long time. Finally Sarah put her finger to her ear again. "Okay, Ellie," she said with a smidgen of annoyance. "We're kinda sharing a moment here. One that you're kinda messing up. I haven't forgotten. I'll tell him."

"We're now officially engaged," Sarah said with a grin as she pulled back a little to look at him. "Ellie says that you are to take me out for a romantic dinner and give me the ring. Frankly, as far as I'm concerned you can just put it on my finger at home. Oh, and when you do, Ellie promised to help me make your favorite meal. I promise that as an incentive to get you to hurry, I'm going to serve it to you naked… among other things designed to enhance your dining experience."

That finally got a smile. "That is quite an incentive," Chuck teased. "I just had prime rib today. But suddenly I find myself hungry for it again. Maybe we should end this mission now."

"Maybe," Sarah agreed with a laugh. "In that vein, what did Jill say to you out there?"

That ended Chuck's good mood. "She wants me to control you with sex," he admitted sadly. "She's trying to crush your spirit. She told me that you would do any wild thing that I demanded just to prove that you love me. She wants me to push you. She knows how hard that would be for you."

That got the very last reaction that Chuck expected. Sarah laughed. "You know what?" she asked. "I'm actually starting to like that girl. Oh, I'm still going to kill her in some grotesquely painful way. That's a given."

That got them both laughing. "I believe that you have your orders," Sarah finally said when they could stop laughing. "Jill was more or less right. I will do anything to prove that I love you. You need to be able to give her an accurate report. It's important for the mission. You're going to have to push me to the very edge. I believe that the ravaging we've previously discussed might now be in order."

Sarah once again put her finger to her ear. "Yes, Ellie," she said with a laugh. "Tell Casey not to worry."

"I'm going silent for a couple of hours."

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