A/N: While this is an OTP, I'm not sure it's the best. My writing struggles continue.

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck

"Anyone sitting here?" Chuck heard a voice ask him. He turned and his eyes went wide as he saw a blond woman point to the chair beside him.

"Uh, no," Chuck answered, sitting back, giving her room to pass him. "Wait," he said, and he stood, moved over, and offered her the seat he was sitting in.

"Thank you," she said sitting. "I'm Sarah Walker, I don't remember seeing you around, but I'm new.

"Oh, that's because I don't work here," Chuck told her. Sarah blinked. "Sorry, my friend, Morgan, recently started in HR, and this demonstration today is his, and I'm here for support."

"Support?" Sarah asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah," Chuck replied. "Chuck Bartowski," he told her, offering her his hand. She shook it, still perplexed. "You ever have that friend that just finds a way to screw things up? Not because he means to, but…he just does?"

Sarah thought about Carina. "Yeah, I do," she admitted. "So that's why you're sitting in the back?" Chuck nodded. "I know a Morgan, but point him out to me to make sure it's who I think it is."

"He's the one with the beard," Chuck told her. Sarah grinned and shook her head. A short man stood in front of them, with an impressive beard, and Sarah was certain that was Chuck's friend.

"Okay, so everyone took the sexual harassment module, and I think some of you misunderstood," the bearded man began.

"Who are you?" Came the call from the audience.

"Oh, my bad," Morgan said. "I am Morgan Grimes, newest member of HR. So, back to what I was saying, I think some of you took the test with the idea to commit sexual harassment."

"Oh, God," Chuck groaned lightly, covering his face with his hand, sinking in his chair.

"What's wrong?" Sarah asked.

"This could get bad," Chuck admitted.

"Now, if Anna, head of HR would join me," Morgan said. Anna stood up, walked up to Morgan, giving him an untrusting look. Morgan took a tube of yogurt out.

"Uh-oh," Chuck muttered.

Morgan removed the top of the tube, looked where Anna was, adjusted his hand a little and turned toward the crowd. "Now, in this instance, I have opened my delicious snack."

"Can I have some?" Someone from the crowd asked.

"Shut up, Jeff," Anna said clearly.

"Sorry," Jeff replied.

"Now, if I was to be excited, or not pay attention, and this happened," Morgan squeezed his hand, and the strawberry yogurt flew from the tube and landed on her shirt, making Anna's eyes go wide. "That would not be sexual harassment, that would be an accident."

"But you did it on purpose," someone from the crowd pointed out.

"But it was for demonstration purposes," Morgan explained.

"This is bad," Sarah muttered.

"I think this is just the beginning," Chuck replied. Sarah looked at him like he was crazy and that wasn't possible. "Oh, just watch."

"Now, if I were to turn, and try to use my hand to wipe the yogurt off of my coworker's chest-" Morgan continued, turning toward Anna with his hand outstretched.

Anna grabbed Morgan's hand, twisted it, and Morgan found himself on his back, making a huge crashing noise. The room went silent.

"That also is not sexual harassment," Morgan said in a wheezing voice. "Possible assault and battery…"

"Oh, Lord," Chuck muttered, sinking lower in his seat. Sarah just chuckled. Anna reached down and helped Morgan up.

"Are there any questions?" Morgan asked, a bit woozy.

"I have one," Anna said. "But I need to demonstrate it."

"Go ahead," Morgan told her.

"I kinda need to position you just so," Anna said, leading him to the side of the room near a door. She got him exactly where she wanted. "Now stay right there, don't move, I need to go get something."

Anna sprinted from the room. "This might be the time to point out-" Morgan began, when he quickly stopped speaking and made a high pitched wailing noise, as the door opened, catching him squarely in the face and the crotch. He slowly teetered, and collapsed to the side.

"Is that sexual harassment?" Anna asked.

"No," Morgan wheezed from the ground.

"Let's get out of here," Sarah said to Chuck. Chuck shook his head, and followed her out of the room. "My God, what is going on with those two?"

"They used to date, it ended badly," Chuck said, laughing. "That's probably how they flirt if you want to know the truth. I told him he shouldn't work with her." Chuck glanced over at Sarah. "Why are you here?" Sarah cocked an eyebrow. "At BuyMore Solutions? I mean, come on, it's a hot mess."

"Maybe I'm a hot mess," Sarah offered, shrugging.

"Yeah, I don't know you well, but the fact you were smart enough to get out of that training tells me you really aren't, at least their level of hot messiness," Chuck replied.

Sarah chuckled. "You seem to know a lot about this place."

"I used to work here," Chuck told her. "Now, I run my own company…well, kinda."

"What do you mean, kinda, you either run it, or you don't," Sarah told him.

"I mean I do, but it's a small company so-"

"Hey, don't do that," Sarah told him. "Again, you got away from this place." The two continued to talk through lunch, but as they did, Chuck began to look sad. "I hate to do this, but I have to go back to work."

"Yeah, I should go run my company," Chuck told her. "Nice meeting you, Sarah."

"You too, Chuck," Sarah replied. She sat for a moment, looking like she was going to say something, but shook her head. "I'll see you around." Chuck watched her go, and sighed.

"Why did I let you set me up on a blind date tonight, Morgan?" Chuck muttered to himself.

}o{

Chuck arrived at the restaurant ten minutes late. "Dude, you're late!" Morgan said. "You're never late."

"I can't do this, Morgan, I can't go out with whoever you set me up with," Chuck insisted. "I met someone today, and I know this isn't cool, but I need you to somehow help me see her again."

"Why would I help you see someone that I don't know?" Morgan asked.

"It's Sarah, from your presentation today," Chuck told him.

"Sarah….Walker?" Morgan asked.

"Yeah, that's her, she freaking amazing dude, and I should have asked for her number, but I had the blind date tonight, and…what are you pointing at?"

"Behind you," Morgan said.

"Oh, it's my date, isn't it?" Morgan nodded. Chuck turned around slowly. "Listen, I'm sorry, I've met the most..won..der…ful….Sarah," he said a bit breathlessly.

"Have you met all the Sarahs?" Sarah asked, grinning. "I mean, I appreciate you think I'm the most wonderful, but until you meet them all, how can you know?" Chuck grinned at her. "So apparently I was your blind date for tonight."

Chuck's eyes went wide. "Wait," he began.

"It's okay, I nearly didn't show because I was going to ask Morgan where to find you," Sarah said, grinning.

"I'm so good," Morgan preened.

"Will you come on, I'm hungry," Anna snapped from the doorway.

"We should go," Morgan said, rushing into the restaurant. "Thanks for agreeing to the double date."

"Oh, this is going to be epic," Chuck said.

"I hope," Sarah told him. Chuck offered her his arm and led her inside.

A/N: Not my best, hope you enjoyed it.