Surprise! Chapter 16! I didn't think I could do it, but here it is! It just came to me this morning. I am so happy!

I still don't own Chuck, I probably never will.

Jamie vs. Life, Death, & Sarah

Chuck tried to keep Jamie semi-conscious as Casey rushed them to the hospital. They ran into the emergency room, and were met by Devon.

"Bro, what happened?" He asked as they watched Jamie being wheeled away by a medical team.

Just then, Ellie came running down the hallway, "Chuck!" She cried, running to him, "what happened?"

Chuck looked down at her, "Uh- I got a call from Jamie, saying she was in trouble, when we found her she had been shot three times in the leg."

"Who did it?" Ellie asked worriedly.

"Uh… Um…" Chuck faltered.

Casey stepped in, "We don't know, Ellie, but the police have been alerted and they're looking for suspects as we speak."

Tears began running down Ellie's face, "Chuck, if anything happens to her…" She broke down crying and Chuck took her in his arms.

"Hey, she's gonna be fine." He whispered comfortingly, even though he wasn't sure of that himself.

The doors flew open, and Sarah and Morgan cam running in, "Hey, we just heard, what's going on? How is she?" Sarah asked as she hugged Chuck and Ellie.

"She's in surgery," Chuck answered. "The doctors should keep us posted though."

The time crept by slowly. Morgan and Sarah fell asleep, and Ellie and Devon had doctor stuff to attend to. This left Chuck and Casey.

They were both sitting there silent when Chuck heard Casey mumble, "She kissed me."

Chuck looked up in surprise, "What?"

"She kissed me," He repeated.

"Why?"

"She wanted to take the shot, so she kissed me to catch me off guard. It's my fault, Chuck. I should have stood my ground."

"Casey, whatever happened, it wasn't your fault. Besides, did it even occur to you that she might have kissed you because she's in love with you? I mean, you have to admit, she definitely has a little crush on you."

"Sure, Bartowski, but she's in love with Tripp."

"Who?''

"You know, Tripp Rayner, her boyfriend; well ex-boyfriend, it's on-again off-again, but she's in love with him. She talks about him sometimes," he smiled slightly, "and she looks just like you when you talk about Walker."

"I didn't know she had a boyfriend." Chuck said through gritted teeth, Tripp Rayner, huh? That's NOT a good sign.

It was then that Ellie came back, "Hey."

"Hey," Chuck replied.

"Hear anything yet?" She asked.

"No, but it should be soon."

Finally, after what seemed like ten years, a doctor came out. "I'm Dr. Brooks. Which one of you is Bartowski?" He asked.

Chuck and Ellie stood up, "I am," They answered simultaneously.

"How's Jamie, is she okay?" Chuck asked.

"She's fine." The doctor replied with a smile, "All three of the bullet wounds were treated. There were a few complications, but she'll be okay. She's going to be pretty sore for a while, but with time and therapy I expect that she'll make a full recovery.''

"Oh thank God!" Ellie sobbed.

"Is she awake? Can we see her?" Chuck asked anxiously.

"Yeah, but only you two, since you're family." The doctor answered, "She's in room 308."

"Thanks, doc," Chuck sighed in relief.

They went and told the others what was going on before going to see Jamie. As they walked into her room, Chuck was afraid Ellie was going to lose it.

"Chuck, she looks so… helpless." Ellie sobbed softly. Just then, her pager started beeping. She took it out of her pocket. "I'm sorry Chuck, I have to go. I'm still on duty," she apologized.

"It's okay, I'll make sure I'm here when she wakes up." He assured her.

Ellie left, and Chuck turned around to find Jamie looking at him with her eyes half open.

"Hey," Chuck went and knelt by her bed.

"Can I ask you a question, Chuck?" She said groggily.

"Uhhh, Sure." He replied, surprised at how fast she had started talking after she woke up, but then he realized that she had probably woken up a while ago and had just been pretending to be asleep.

"Why in the hell did you bring such a big gun on our stakeout?"

"Seriously? You almost died and that's the first thing that pops into your head when you wake up?"

Jamie chuckled, "Hey, I was just asking." She paused and huffed, "How did my surgery go?"

"Really well." Chuck replied, "The doctors said…"

"I mean come on Chuck!" Jamie interrupted, "an M-107 .50 caliber Long Range Sniper Rifle! That bullet could almost cut you in half!"

Chuck glared at his sister, "Do you want to know about your surgery or not?"

X-x-x-x-x-x

The next day, Chuck was standing at the Nerd Herd desk helping some poor soul with a broken Cell phone. He had just finished when Big Mike came walking up.

"Bartowski!" He barked.

Chuck looked up, a little startled, "Yes, Big Mike?"

"When's that sister of yours coming to work?"

"I don't know sir. Her injury might have her out of commission for a while."

"Well tell her to get better; I can't have my star employee off the job forever."

Chuck wrinkled his forehead, "Star employee…She hasn't even started working yet."

"I meant you Bartowski! Between your installs and your family vacation, and now… trips to the hospital, you're never around. Tell that girl to get workin' here as soon as she can walk!"

"Yes sir, I will… I will do that," Chuck replied as Big Mike walked away.

X-x-x-x-x-x

It was the day after her surgery that she was sitting in her hospital bed, typing on her computer, when Sarah walked in, a somber expression on her face."

"Sarah, Hey!" Jamie greeted, "I guess I didn't really expect you to come."

"What the hell were you thinking?" Sarah spat.

"What are you talking about?"

"Your little scheme at the warehouse."

"Look, Sarah, I know what it looked like, but that guy killed Marcus Reed."

"So? That's not your mission here."

"Sarah, I did what I thought I had to do. I admit, I acted impulsively, but YOU have to admit, you'd do the same for someone you care about." Jamie tried to reason.

"That's where you're mistaken. You not only nearly got yourself killed; you put Chuck's and Casey's lives at major risk as well. I would NEVER put the lives of the people that I love in danger just to get closure, ever."

"It's not just about closure, Sarah," Jamie contradicted.

She moved her face closer to Jamie's, "I am your superior, Agent Coleman, and your mission here is to assist ME with protecting Chuck. Deviate from that and I will send you back to Langley so fast it will make your head spin. Got it?" She hissed.

Sarah stood back up and walked out of the room, leaving a very somber Jamie.

Chuck walked in just as Sarah walked out. She didn't even acknowledge him. Chuck looked at Jamie and motioned towards his departing girlfriend, "Everything alright?"

"Yeah, just had a little altercation with the boss."

"Ooh, Beckman, huh?" Chuck cringed.

"No, Sarah. She was pretty pissed at me. I don't think she likes me much."

Chuck set her ice cream in front of her and then sat down, "Yeah, she can be like that," he sighed. "Oh, by the way, Big Mike wants you to get better so that I can start work again."

Jamie was confused, "Come again?"

"Well, with all this stuff that has been going on, I've been putting in minimal hours, and as the Nerd Herd supervisor, that's kind a frowned upon." He chuckled a little.

"Chuck?"

"Yeah, Jamie?"

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For… this," she made a motion with her hands, "I came here on a mission and I ruined my family's' lives in the process. I put your life in danger and I made my boss, who also happens to be your girlfriend, hate me. I manipulated you and Casey, and I'm sorry. I'm just…sorry." She faltered.

"Hey… hey, it's okay," Chuck said comfortingly as he hugged her, "It's all okay. We'll be fine."

After a few seconds, she backed away from his hug, "I still want to stop Intrepid, though."

"Well," Chuck smiled, "If there's one thing that this team is good at, it's stopping bad guys, so you're in luck."

Jamie smiled at him and hugged him again, must be the morphine that's making me this open and honest, she thought to herself, but all she said out loud was simply, "Thank you."

X-x-x-x-x-x

The days in the hospital passed slowly for Jamie. Chuck came at least once a day to visit her, and whenever Ellie or Devon weren't busy with doctor stuff, they would keep her company. Chuck had brought her laptop so that she wouldn't be bored, AND he brought her ice cream every day. Morgan made sure that she had the latest issue of her favorite comic books (yes, Jamie loved comic books), and then would proceed to tell her everything that happened in them, until she finally told him to 'shut up and let her read the damn things herself.'

A few days later, Jamie was sitting in her hospital bed, playing some computer game, when Casey walked in. She looked up, "Hey John," She smiled.

He grunted as he sat down in the chair by her bed.

"Isn't that grunt the #30, the one that means, 'hello, what the "f" were you thinking when you ran into that building'?" Jamie asked mockingly. "Well, for the record, and mark this one on your calendar Casey, because it may be the only time you'll hear this… pause for dramatic effect, I wasn't thinking."

Casey didn't acknowledge her comment, "How's the leg?"

"Fine, they got me on some pretty heavy pain meds. I tried to tell them that I was fine with something a little less mind-altering, but I think that Ellie kind of insisted that I be pain-free, which means a diet of gross hospital food with a side of morphine. So anyway, do ya know when I'm supposed to get out of here?"

Casey grunted again, a smirk on his face, "Today; I'm actually here to take you home."

When they arrived back at Echo Park, Casey helped Jamie out of the car and into the house. He helped her over to the couch, "Owww!" Jamie winced as she sat.

"Suck it up. Here, take this," He handed her two painkillers and a glass of water.

"Recuperating under the care of John Casey," She mumbled as she popped the pills into her mouth, "Hey that's catchy. Maybe I should write a book." She smiled at the thought, "I'll bet it would be a best-seller."

Casey grunted as he walked toward the kitchen, and Jamie could tell that it was a # 19—humor. She chuckled to herself.

x-x-x-x-x-x

Chuck sat on his bed, researching the name Tripp Rayner. The 26-year-old agent had quite a lot going for him. He was a war hero, not to mention a world-class-spy. To top it all off, He had James Bond-esque features. This guy's worse than Cole Barker! Chuck thought to himself, But I can see what Jamie sees in him, I mean, the guy's every superspy rolled into one.

Sarah walked into the room, obviously angry, and started getting ready for bed. Chuck quickly shut his laptop, "Hey honey, what's wrong?"

Sarah pulled her pajama shirt over her head and turned towards him, "It's official, Chuck. I hate your sister."

"I'm supposing you mean Jamie."

"Yes! Yes, I mean Jamie, I mean that girl may be a good liar and all that, but if she isn't the worst spy… and so emotionally compromised! Chuck, she's a liability to the team."

"She's also my sister," Chuck defended, "and it would mean a lot to me if you could just try and get along with her."

"I know, Chuck," Sarah said, "But I'm not letting you go on any more missions with her and without me."

"Hey, who made you the boss?"

"Well somebody has to run this team, and it sure as hell isn't going to be Jamie, or Casey for that matter while Jamie's got herself wrapped around his little finger."

"What about me?" Chuck asked.

"Because…Well, because you're Chuck."

"And what is that supposed to mean?" he asked, a hint of anger in his voice.

"Chuck, please, just come off it, please." Sarah begged.

"Fine" He huffed, "But try and play nice with my sister, huh?"

Sarah shook her head,"Not happening."

"Seriously Sarah? I mean you love me right?"

"Of course, Chuck, but I don't see how that fits in…"

"Well, if you love me, than that would mean that you should at least try and love the things I love."

"Alright, Chuck, now you're just being ridiculous. You never asked me if I loved your video games or your job or that… repulsive Tron poster, you asked me if I loved YOU."

"What? I'm the one who's being ridiculous? Sarah, come on, you barely know my sister. In fact, I'll bet you two are a lot alike."

"Yeah, fat chance," Sarah muttered.

In the other room, Morgan lay in his bed, listening to Chuck and Sarah bicker. He felt like the little kid whose parents fought after lights out. He sighed. Either they were going to argue all night, or they were going to argue until they got all hot and bothered, and… well you know the rest. Either way, it was going to be a long night for the little bearded man.

So I kind of have a lot of ideas thrown into this one chapter, but I hope it isn't that bad. Please review.

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