A/N: First of all wanted to thank everyone for their well wishes, their concerns and their thoughts and prays. The strength you guys give is unmatched and I thank you. Things are starting to look up. There is a light at the end of the tunnel and I know its not a train. Thank you again for everything.

Of course this story would be nothing without my beta Gladius who I can't stress how much of a help and friend he is to me. I forget sometimes he actually has a life because he is always helping me anytime I ask.

Well, the first part of this Chapter is dedicated to JT, hope you like it my man.

As always, I don't own Chuck or anything in this story.

Chapter 24 – Oh This can't be Good

"Chuck!" Devon yelled as they were heading down the hall, of what Devon could tell was some kind of high tech government building. Devon could not believe he was in this predicament. He thought the spy life would be quite the adventure, but after being drugged and almost thrown off the top of a building, the spy life had lost a lot of its luster.

Chuck, hearing the urgency in Devon's voice, quickly turned to Devon.

"Sydney says there is a man down at the end of the hall. She wants us to find him and kill him." Devon was freaking out. It was bad enough this Sydney lady almost threw him off a building when she thought he was a spy. Now she was ordering him to kill someone? And if that wasn't bad enough, he had already witnessed Chuck take out seven guards, not to mention they had been instructed to cut out a guard's eyes to use on the retinal scanner. Yeah, he had a right to be freaking out now.

Chuck grabbed Devon by the shoulders, being as calm as possible. "Nobody is going kill anybody, okay? Just calm down and stay close."

The two brothers proceeded down the hall where they came to an open door. A dark haired man in a white shirt, facing away from them, was typing something on a computer.

Chuck sent Devon around the corner to hide while he walked in the room. "Excuse me sir, I know this is a little awkward, but don't move. But also, don't be afraid. My name is…"

"Chuck." The man turned to Chuck. "Chuck Bartowski. I know"

Chuck was shocked. "How… How do you know me?"

The man went and pulled something out of the drawer of his desk. "I know lot of things Chuck. I know the Ring wants you to kill me." The man then came around to stand in front of Chuck. "And that is what you are going to do." The man handed Chuck a gun.

"What? No… I can't do this." Chuck was refusing to take the gun.

"Chuck, you have to do this. Here damn it." The man forcibly slammed the gun into Chuck's hand. The gun went off, shooting the man in the arm. "Son of a bitch. That freaking hurt you moron!"

"Oh man. I'm so sorry. Why did you force that gun into my hands? And don't you know to keep the safety on?" Chuck could see the man was in a lot of pain as blood was spurting from his left arm.

Devon came running into the room at the sound of the gunfire. Seeing the blood spurting from the dark haired man's arm, Devon turned to Chuck. "Chuck what the hell did you do man?"

Chuck held the gun loosely in his hands. "Uhh, nothing. It was an accident I swear."

"Will you two just shut the hell up and listen to me?" The man in the room was getting angrier by the minute as he gripped his wounded arm to steady the flow of blood.

Devon was standing right next to Chuck now. "Dude, do you know what Ellie would do if she found out you shot somebody? She has barely gotten over what happened in Costa Gravas and now this?"

Chuck just shook his head. "I didn't do it on purpose Devon. Here you take it then." Chuck forced the gun into Devon's hands as it fired once again, this time hitting the man in the groin.

"Oh dear God in heaven, what have you done?" The man was doubled over in pain. "You've shot my nuts off."

"Oh dude we're so sorry, here let me check that out." Devon went to hand the gun back to Chuck when it dropped on the floor. The gun misfired again, shooting the man this time in the foot causing him to crumble to the floor.

The man screamed in pain as Devon tried to put pressure on the wound on his arm. "Chuck, this man needs to get to a hospital."

Chuck could not believe what had just happened. The man lying before him in a pool of blood had just been shot accidentally three times. Then as if that was'nt enough. With his last words of consciousness, he took a fakeadeathanol pill and told them to revive him when Sydney left. As if that was going to be remotely possible.

"Devon, I will be hiding over there, behind those computers. Take this gun and you have to convince Sydney you shot the guy. Well that shouldn't be too hard right?" Chuck handed the gun over to Devon.

This time Devon took it firmly in his hand as he turned from Chuck.

"Now make sure the safety is on this time." Chuck instructed.

Devon tried to click what he thought was the safety when the gun fired again, this time shooting the now unconscious man in the left knee. "Oh my God this can't really been happening."

Chuck thought he was in a twilight zone movie. He stood in shock as he saw all the blood surrounding the man he was sure that would be dead in minutes. He had to be there for Devon though. He grabbed Devon by the shoulders again. "Pull it together man. Sydney will be here anytime. You have to be convincing although in reality, we probably did just kill this man." Chuck hurried and hid as Sydney approached.

Oh man this did not turn out the way it was supposed to.

{* * *}

Team Bartowski was in a conference call with General Beckman later that night. She was not pleased.

"Bartowski, do you realize that was our top Ring specialist that you and your muscle head brother in-law put in the hospital tonight? In a coma?"

"Well, ma'am. He did tell us to kill him, although believe me that was not our intent." Sarah just elbowed him. "I'm sorry ma'am but I warned you not to use Devon like that. Bringing a civilian in to that kind of situation is just not a good idea."

Beckman just stared at Chuck. Sure she couldn't stand Shaw. He was always acting like he ran the show. She never trusted him and it was her hand that was forced to have them make contact. While she felt bad the guy would be in the hospital for a while, she really couldn't be all that angry with Chuck. "Well, due to these events. We'll be sending the only other Ring expert we have working for us at this time. The person should be arriving within a day or two. You're to work with this individual and provide them with the support they need." Beckman stared out over the group. Wondering what was about to be unleashed on Team Bartowski. "Get a good night's rest people. Things are about to get exciting."

With that, Beckman disconnected.

Chuck turned nervously towards Casey. "Casey don't be pissed at me. This guy did not know the proper way to handle his girlfriend. I mean he just treated her like dirt and she bit him. I tell you it wasn't my fault."

Casey just shook his head at Chuck's use of the girlfriend metaphor for Shaw's gun. "Shooting range in fifteen minutes. You have some practice to do." Casey then headed to the back room in castle.

Chuck lowered his head. "Sarah, I swear to you I didn't mean to hurt another agent."

Sarah came up and gave him a kiss. "Chuck, I know it wasn't your fault but Devon was your asset. It's your responsibility to make sure he was safe and able to fulfill the mission." She gave him another kiss; she just couldn't resist how cute he was when he was concerned. His concern for others was just one of the many things she loved about him. "You did good though. You convinced a Ring operative that Devon could be trusted. That will be huge for us as we gather more Intel on the ring."

Chuck was still feeling really bad about what happened. This Shaw guy might never be able to walk again, much less have offspring of his own. Maybe he should send flowers or something.

"Chuck, do you want me to stay until you are finished training with Casey?" Sarah was now putting some folders away as she waited for Chuck to answer. She couldn't help but notice the ring on her left hand and the bracelet on her right wrist. She never wanted to take them off even though Chuck had been insistent she needed to be careful while they were on missions. He even bought her a beautiful gold necklace to wear when she couldn't have the ring on her finger. She actually was a little pissed at Chuck when he gave it to her even though his intentions were so sweet. He just needed to understand she waited all her life to have that ring on her finger and there was no way in hell she was taking it off.

Chuck smiled as he noticed Sarah off in her own world staring at her wedding ring. He couldn't believe how possessive she was of it but he found it very endearing. She already warned him if she ever found him not wearing his ring, things would get ugly. Of course Chuck was not an expert at this stuff but he was sure that there was supposed to be an engagement ring first, and it was to be worn by the female. Apparently, Sarah was not a traditional girl. She wanted both of them to where the wedding rings right from the night of the engagement.

Sarah could tell Chuck was smiling at her. "Something on your mind Mr. Bartowski?" She was giving him a questioning look.

"Just you as always future Mrs. Bartowski." He smirked a bit. "So I heard that we have a mission coming up and Beckman thinks it would be a good idea if we didn't wear our rings..." Chuck froze as he saw the menacing look suddenly appear on Sarah's face.

Sarah slammed the folder down on the table and stormed over to the intercom.

"Sarah, what you doing?" Chuck was kidding around but seeing the look on Sarah's face told him maybe that was not something to joke about.

"If she thinks I'm taking this off..." Sarah was livid.

Chuck cautiously grabbed her to face him. "Sarah honey, I was just kidding." It was at that moment Chuck understood the concept of time standing still. He also quickly realized the what people meant by their lives flashing before their eyes. He swallowed deeply as if he just digested a rock.

Sarah eyed him with her scrunched up eyebrows. Oh he was in big trouble and he knew it.

Chuck gave the most humbling look as he pleaded with Sarah. "Sorry?" It was more a sacrificial offering then an apology. He waited with held breath as his life teetered on this moment in time.

Sarah grabbed his cheeks. "You do realize I know two-hundred ways to kill you?"

Chuck just smiled. "Yes, but you only know one way to love me. With all your heart." The big guns were called for this time as the Bartowski smile was initiated with deadly accuracy.

"Ooooh I love you so much. Don't you dare kid about this again! You know how much this means to me and I don't think it is something to joke about." Apparently Sarah's time with Ellie had taught her the Ellie reprimand voice and look.

Chuck deflated. Not even the Bartowski smile could effectively defuse this. "I'm sorry, but getting back to your original question." Chuck cleared his throat. Even though he knew she was a little upset with him, he still really wanted to be with Sarah tonight. "Would you mind waiting? I was hoping we could stop by our beach tonight Maybe pick up some sizzling shrimp or something and just enjoy our spot."

And once again, her fiancé defused yet another WMD. Sarah quickly forgot why she was mad as she had half a mind to storm right into Casey's room and demand he postpone the gun training. She had been expecting Chuck to tell her to go home, but he came up with a romantic evening instead. He still found ways to surprise her and she was so thankful for that. Of course it made her feel a little bad about what she was about to do but after his little joke, he definitely deserved it. "Okay, I'll finish up some paper work and I will come get you in an hour." She made sure she had Chuck's full attention. "You make sure Casey knows I'll be expecting you to be done in an hour. If he has a problem with that, I'll speak to him personally."

Chuck just smiled; oh he had no doubt how that conversation would end up. "Well okay then, see you in an hour." Chuck held her close as he kissed her forehead.

"Uh, I don't think so." Sarah just tilted her head as she stood with her hands on her hips.

Chuck just laughed at how cute she was. "My bad." He then gently grabbed her face and kissed her tenderly on her lips. His tongue skillfully played with her lower lip as she opened her mouth to allow entrance. "See you in a bit." Then Chuck was off.

Sarah stood frozen in place, with her mouth open for a few seconds as Chuck left the room. "Oh you are going to pay for that mister." Damn him, she thought, for playing her like that. She could defend against terrorists and tyrannical governments, but one computer nerd that worked at the Buy More just seemed too much for her to handle. Of course knowing the perks she shouldn't feel so bad.

. . .

"So how much time did she give you?" Casey already had his guns disassembled and lying on the counter to the gun range.

"She said I can play for an hour. That enough time big guy?" Chuck playfully pushed Casey.

Casey feigned hitting him. "You are so whooped you pansy."

Chuck gave the innocent look, "Hey, I resemble that remark."

Casey just shook his head. "Alright, tonight it's heartbreak time. Best twelve shots while under pressure wins."

"No punching or shoving this time. I still haven't fixed the hole I blew in the wall last time." Chuck walked up to his dissembled gun. "So what is the bet this time?"

"Whoever loses pays for all you can eat steak dinner at Shula's." Casey just smirked at Chuck.

"You're on big guy. That free steak dinner is going to taste oh so sweet. You going first?"

Casey nodded his head yes. "And I swear if you try to give me a wet willie again I will break your fingers. No touching, that is the rule tonight."

Chuck agreed and soon the games began.

Casey of course was flawless as he put his gun back together. He took aim at the target and began firing. Unfortunately, Chuck doing the chicken dance and clucking right in his ear seemed to not faze the big guy as each of his shots hit center mast.

Chuck could not believe the chicken dance didn't work. He thought for sure it would have done the trick. Apparently John Casey was better trained then even Chuck thought.

"Okay Chuck, beat that." Casey was smiling from ear to ear.

Oh he has something up his sleeve Chuck thought. No worries, he was going to do this.

"No flashing either, that's the rule."

Chuck turned to Casey to give him the innocent look. "Now Casey, when have you ever known me to cheat?"

"Just concentrate and prepare to pay up."

"No worries my big old master marksmen." Chuck stood in front of his weapon. He slowed his breathing as he remembered the things Casey taught him. He knew Casey would be bringing everything to try to distract him, but there was no way he was losing this.

At go Chuck quickly assembled his weapon as he concentrated on getting everything just right. He never noticed the door to the range open and a beautiful blonde walk in.

Chuck finished the weapon and readied it to fire when he felt the warm tender lips of Sarah pressed up against the side of his face. His shot completely missed the target. No worries, he still could do this, he would show Casey he could handle anything.

Sarah got really close to Chuck's ear. "Chuck sweetie, this really turns me on seeing you shooting like this. Matter of fact, I'm so turned on I would be willing to do just about anything you wanted." Sarah sucked on his lower ear lobe as she rubbed her chest up against his left arm.

Chuck misfired again. Sarah then whispered what exactly she wanted to do to him.

"You win Casey, see you tomorrow." Chuck set his weapon down and quickly headed out the door.

Sarah just smiled as she turned to Casey and held out her hand.

Casey placed a twenty dollar bill in her hand. "Damn Walker, you really are good. Best twenty bucks I ever spent."

Sarah was already heading out the door. "Oh trust me Casey it will be all my pleasure." Then she was gone.

Casey just shook his head and smiled. Best friends my ass, he thought. 'I knew I was right to get those two together' he mused.

{* * *}

"I don't like this one bit and the only reason I'm not telling the team the truth is because I was ordered not to by my commanding officer." Beckman was in her office speaking with the new Ring expert. She was staring across the room from someone she truly despised.

"Well as long as you don't say anything, they should never know the truth. I mean the NSA plastic surgeons did a wonderful job don't you think?"

Beckman just stared at the busty blonde sitting across from her. Blue eyes, long flowing blonde hair, boobs that seem way out of proportion. Yeah the government put a lot of effort into hiding this woman's true identity, but who was she trying to fool. She looked like an enhanced version of Agent Walker.

"You don't think they will figure it out do you? We especially can't have Agent Walker knowing my true identity."

Beckman just shook her head. "You just stick to the job you are being sent to do. If I find out you've tried anything on Bartowski or Walker, I will personally see to your burn order."

"I think you are mistaken just who I work for Diane."

"Believe me Sheryl Walken, I know who you work for, but don't you dare think I'll allow something to happen to my team." Her mouth had a horrid taste as she spoke this woman's new name.

"Well don't worry Diane, I'll make sure the Team, is kept on track. Just don't expect me to forget what they did to Daniel." She still felt the anger for the pain and suffering Daniel was still going through. All because of this Bartowski idiot. Daniel was the one person that came to her when she had nowhere else to go. He saved her and gave her this new opportunity. She'd never forget all that Daniel had done for her.

"Is that a threat Sheryl?"

"No threat Diane, just an observation. Now I'll be heading to Burbank in the morning. I expect the Team to be fully briefed on my coming. See you later Diane."

"Enjoy Burbank." Beckman gave a disgusted look as Sheryl left her office. She wanted so bad to call Chuck and tell him what was coming. But of course she'd be a good little soldier and do what her leaders told her to. A small part of her wished Agent Walker would know the truth. She would love to see what Sarah would do to this bimbo. Beckman smiled thinking what a sight that would be. Sheryl was right, the plastic surgeons had physically made her look like someone completely different. But she had confidence that Walker would figure it out sooner than later.

Yeah, she really wanted to be there when Sarah finds out their new Ring Expert is really the former Jill Roberts.

A/N: Oh will the next chapter be fun.