Chapter 3 -- All disclaimers and summary in Ch. 1

(This is not awesome) Devon rushes up the stairs to grab Chuck's bearded best friend by the lapels. "Morgan, you are ruining my wedding," he threatens.

Morgan holds his hands up in self-defense. "Listen to me, if you hit me, know that it only teaches me to hit! Now for reasons I cannot say, I have to stall this wedding."

(You think you can interfere in my wedding and not explain?) "Tell me why," Devon says angrily.

"Because Chuck is in trouble and I'm saving him, man!" Morgan says, straightening away from Devon as his sense of purpose reasserts itself.

(Wait a minute...) "Chuck told you to do this," Devon repeats thoughtfully.

"Yes!" Morgan replies.

Devon hears Chuck's voice in his head, "Can you be awesome for me, Devon?" (For Chuck.) Aloud Devon tells Morgan, "Okay. Okay, I'm with you."

Morgan's relief and surprise is almost comical.

(I can be awesome for you, Chuck.) Devon stands with Morgan, to the shock of his parents.

"Domo arrigato, Mr. Roboto!" Jeffster! sings on while Devon tries to remember to breathe. (I hope Chuck is okay.) He looks around the church, trying to smile as if this were all part of the plan.

(Oh God, Ellie. She's gotta be losing her mind...) But the thought passes quickly. (I'm helping Chuck. Chuck the spy. Chuck the CIA agent. I'm helping the CIA.) He smiles genuinely then. (Awesome.) He pretends this is still the wedding band tryouts and relaxes into the surprisingly good groove the two computer geeks are putting down.

"Son, why are you letting Sam Kinison and an Indian lesbian wreck your wedding?"

"Dad, just, chill out, okay?" Devon leads his father back down as Jeffster! plays on, and he realizes just how long the song medley has been. (Wait. Chuck is in trouble, Morgan said. Does Morgan know about Chuck being a spy? Is Chuck really in trouble?) Devon frowns to himself then. (Not awesome.)

He allows himself to listen to the music and pretend this isn't his wedding that is in danger of being ruined, while his thoughts wander. (Are there spies here? That would be awesome. Wait. Not awesome - bad spies. What if there are bad guys here?)

He scans the crowd. (Nobody really looks like a bad guy. Do they wear a lot of black? It's a wedding though. All the guys are wearing dark colored stuff. Crap. Not awesome.)

He thinks of sighing, but knows that wouldn't be awesome either. So instead, he dances with a smile, and tries not to think about what he might be hearing from down the hall.

A.N.: Okay, I really wanted to try my hand at Devon, hopefully I didn't mangle him too badly! Next chapter will be Ellie, for this same time period. :) Hopefully up soon, and thanks for all the wonderful feedback! :)