A/N, This one is a little longer, there are only 5 more, so I'm spacing them out a little bit. Enjoy!

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There were two things I was certain of. . . One, John Casey is not a 'nice' guy

and, two, I was going to have a serious talk with Casey. . .

After we left the Orange Orange, I called Casey and asked him to come over for dinner so we could talk. Of course I got a grunted "Whatever, Walker." In response.

"Casey is coming over for dinner." I sighed pulling into the driveway of Ellie and Awesome's apartment.

"Cool." Chuck said, getting out of the car and walking hastily to the door.

I had no idea what had Chuck in such a rush to get inside, but I found out a few seconds after we had went into the apartment.

"Ellie, guess what?" He said with excitement in his voice.

"What is it Chuck?" Ellie asked standing up from the couch. She looked worried.

"Don't freak out sis, it's nothing bad." He smiled. "First, I have a friend coming over for dinner, You know John Casey right?"

"Yeah Chuck, you guys are friends. What else did you want to tell me?"

"Oh yeah, Sarah found out that she's gonna have a boy." Chuck said calmly, with a huge smile still on his face.

Ellie's reaction was anything but calm. . .

She walked over and embraced Chuck and then me.

"Oh my gosh this is so incredible! Now you can think up names and start buying clothes and. . . " It was while she was talking that I realized that Chuck – well my Chuck at least – had missed out on finding out the sex of our baby.

It was an important thing, finding out that our first child was going to be a boy, and my Chuck didn't get to be here for it.

". . . And now we know what colors to paint the nursery and. . ."

"Um, Ellie. . . " Saying her name was enough to stop her excited rambling. (She and Chuck had that in common. When they get excited they tend to talk. A lot. And really fast too)

"Sorry, it's just that this is so. . . Awesome." And while she was a lot like Chuck, she was growing to be more and more like her husband, every day.

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It was Seven-fifteen when Casey showed up. Chuck answered the door.

"Hey John. Hows it going?"

"I told you to call me Casey." He grinned awkwardly. This Casey was a lot like Casey when he was undercover, trying to act human. He never really succeeds at that.

"Okay. Casey, how's it going?"

"Fine. I brought some quiche to go with dinner."

"What's a quiche?"

"It's a finger food mor. . . " Moron. "Morgan loves quiche."

"Smooth." I mouthed to Casey as they turned toward the dining room.

He growled and Chuck turned around looking somewhat freaked out. Casey's fake plastered on smile returned. That was more frightening than the growl.

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Dinner was awkward for those of us who knew Casey's true nature, however Chuck seemed to enjoy his company, which was strange.

"Casey can I talk to you in the other room for a minute?" I asked whenever dinner was over.

"Sure." He said, falsely cordial in front of Chuck. I rolled my eyes as we walked to Chuck's bedroom.

"What is it Walker? It's almost time for dessert." Casey said in his more familiar sarcastic tone of voice.

"Why are you doing this, acting like this? Why are you even around Chuck?"

"Well. . . " He looked like he was carefully thinking out his answer. Either that or he was short on sarcastic remarks. Both options seemed very anti-Casey.

"Well, we both know that you're gonna be out of commission. . ." He looked down at my abdomen and then looked back at me. ". . . Soon. And so I figured that the moron is going to need someone to look after him when you can't."

"Wow Casey that's kind of backhandedly sweet."

Casey grunted his response. "Don't get used to it."

"So, what exactly possessed you to act nice?"

"Well you said yourself that half-pint Chuck is very fragile mentally. Didn't want to scare the twerp." Casey was never short on hurtful nicknames for Chuck. "So is that all, Walker? Cause it's time for dessert. And you sure seem like you understand the importance of dessert." He said, once again eyeballing my abdomen.

This time I responded with one of Casey's snarls.

Casey rolled his eyes and gruffly mumbled something I couldn't understand.

"What was that?"

"Nothing. It's just weird seeing you all hormonal and. . . pudgy."

I sighed and rolled my eyes as we walked back out to the dining room.

"Sarah, Ellie made molten chocolate cake for dessert." Chuck exclaimed when he saw us return to the dining room.

"Sounds delish." Casey said, using a voice more similar to his usual sarcastic tone.

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When we all sat down in the living room with dessert, Chuck spoke up with a mouth-full of cake.

"So guys, today Sarah found out that the baby is a boy."

Devon, who had just came home from a twenty-two hour shift around dinner time and hadn't heard the news when Chuck told Ellie, had a huge smile cross his face and he had an honest Devon reaction. . . "Awesome." He exclaimed.

Casey however, looked like he had choked on his cake. He cleared his throat and seemed to be struggling for a reaction.

"Um, yeah, what he said. Awesome." I could imagine Casey's reaction if Chuck wasn't in his current state of mind

Chuck's excitement now was kind of hard to react to. His proud big brother attitude when he is supposed to be a proud father, is a strange thing to understand. Because he isn't supposed to be acting like a big brother. He's supposed to be the strong protective father. . .

I guess that's what got us here in the first place. Chuck was doing a fantastic job of being the protective father. And he lost his memory because he was taking care of his family.

"Yeah I know it's really cool." Chuck said with a huge smile on his face.

"Well, um, congrats little bro." Devon said.

"Yeah congrats." Casey agreed.

"Um, thanks." He said, not sure how to react to their compliments.

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Casey finally left around nine-thirty and the awkwardness of the night left with him.

Devon, who was exhausted, went to bed with Ellie and Chuck and I were left with nothing to do. Chuck wasn't tired yet, so we decided to watch a movie.

Iron man. Chuck was interested to see how they had put an awesome comic book into movie format.

When the movie went off, Chuck went through the house raving about the movie like a critic.

"The explosions were awesome, and the suit was awesome. . ." He continued raving while he got ready for bed, ending his review with, "And the acting was cool too I guess."

We both got in bed and I turned off the lamp beside of me. Tonight had gotten me thinking.

I couldn't help but wonder how my Chuck would be acting in this situation. Finding out that our baby was a boy. Telling his family and friends. I could imagine that his excitement wouldn't be much different, but the way he displayed it would be.

It's times like this that I miss the Chuck I know, the most.

"Did you like the movie?" Chuck whispered.

"Yeah Chuck. I liked watching the movie with you." It was ironic how Pepper and Tony obviously love each other, but you never see them say it to each other. They more or less show each other. It kinda reminded me of Chuck and my relationship until about a year ago.

Of course earlier this year we had finally found a way to be together, but the plan we had was flawed and I had told him that we should wait to be together. I was starting to regret that decision. . .

We had just gotten together a week before hand when we were almost found out by General Beckman.

We were on his bed talking and had started to kiss when Beckman came onto his TV screen.

The day afterwards, I had called him and asked him to come over to my apartment so we could talk. . .

"Chuck, what happened last night is exactly the kind of thing that is going to make your 'plan' fail. I don't want to be reassigned and lose you."

"I know Sarah. It was stupid. We should have gone to your place."

"But Chuck, they'll find out eventually. And we can't not show our feelings until we're out of surveillance. We're both just going to end up getting hurt."

"So what are you saying Sarah?"

"I'm saying that we can't be together right now. As much as much as I want this to work, we know it can't. Not like this." The emotion showing in my voice made me feel vulnerable. I didn't want my obvious hurt to make his pain worse.

"I wish it could have worked. But I still love you." Even though Chuck was hurting, he still knew that I was right. . .

Or at least I had thought that I was right, then. Now I regret every word that came out of my mouth that day.

Because I don't have the option to be with him. He's not here anymore. At least not now.

And as soon as he remembers, I'm going to fix my mistake. I'm going to be with him no matter what the risk. . .

"Sarah, did you hear what I just said?" Chuck said bringing me out of my thoughts and back into the moment.

"No, I'm sorry Chuck, I was thinking."

"It's okay. It wasn't important."

"No Chuck. Everything you say is important."

"Oh. Well I just said that you were prettier than Pepper Potts, that's all."

I blushed softly. "Thanks Chuck."

"You're welcome." He yawned. "Good night Sarah. I love you."

"I love you too Chuck. Sleep good."

"I will." Chuck moved down in the bed and kissed my abdomen. "Good night babyboy. I love you, too." Tears stung in my eyes as he whispered. Eight year old Chuck was just as sweet as twenty-eight year old Chuck.

Chuck fell asleep within minutes, and I fell asleep shortly after, to the sound of his gentle rhythmic breathing. . .

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A/N, R&R please :D

(Waffleman, SM93Starbuck, this one is dedicated to you guys because I figured that if I did something nice, you guys would update soon haha)