A/N: *Shrugs*
Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck
"Dude, they loved you." Chuck sat at the table, shaking his head. It had been a weird night. It was karaoke night, which was always weird, but tonight…tonight was a super-sale-at-the-Buy-More kind of weird.
"I thought I did alright," Chuck replied with a shrug.
"Dude, she can't keep her eyes off of you!"
"She's literally looking at that other guy," Chuck pointed out. Thirty minutes ago, give or take five, three women strolled into the karaoke bar, dressed straight out of the 80s. Their hair was high, collars popped on the jackets, and every man in the place, and some women, watched them as they walked in. The leader, was the tallest of the three, and she was blond. She wore ripped jeans that were cuffed at the bottom, and the look on her face, ran off every man but one…well, according to Morgan, two.
Flanked on either side were a brunette and redhead, the two of them also watching the same man the blond was. All three gave the man alluring looks throughout the night, but at some point, the blond, according to Morgan, had noticed Chuck, and she kept looking at him. Morgan had watched the other two women chastise her, but she kept sneaking peeks over at Chuck.
"Whatever," Chuck said, again, seeing her look over at the other man. He turned away, just as the blond looked over at Chuck again, a soft smile on her face.
Morgan had watched her slowly melt onstage as Chuck had belted out, The Search is Over by Survivor. Chuck couldn't see because of the stage lights, but she never took her eyes off of Chuck.
"One of them is coming over here, obviously for me," Morgan told Chuck. Chuck gave his buddy an amused look, and then nearly jumped in surprise when he heard the feminine voice behind him.
"I'm Carina," the redhead said, holding out her hand toward Morgan. "And you are?"
"Morgan," he replied, taking her hand. He shook his and she held his gaze. "Morgan Grimes," he added. Carina nodded at him.
"And who's your friend, Martin?"
"He just said his name was Morgan," Chuck told her.
"Yeah, yeah," Carina said with a shrug. "We have a bet on your name, so what is it? The full name."
Chuck crossed his arms in front of himself, and he swore he heard a giggle. He looked past Carina and saw the blond taking a drink of water, amusement on her face. Suddenly Carina's face was in front of his. "Your. Name."
"It's Charles Irving Bartowski," Morgan told her.
"Bartroski, got it," Carina said, her eyes still locked with Chuck.
"Bartowski," Morgan corrected her gently.
"Budinski," Carina repeated, slowly backing away never breaking eye contact with Chuck. She pointed at her eyes, to his, and then back to hers.
"Dude, something is going on," Morgan told Chuck.
"Yeah, those three are crazy," Chuck told him.
"No, she didn't come over here until that guy went to the bathroom, and she went back just before he returned up, like someone told her. Maybe they're spies, on a mission, watching that guy."
"Morgs…buddy" Chuck tried to keep the exasperation out of his voice. "If they were, then why come over here and ask about me?"
"To vet you, obviously," Morgan answered. Chuck gave Morgan a look, but it was then he happened to catch the brunette lift her head from her phone, look over at her blond friend and say something.
Chuck wasn't great at reading lips, but he swore the brunette said, "He's clean." The blond turned to glance in his direction. Chuck swore he saw nervousness on her face.
"They must be about to preform," he through to himself. "Why else would someone that amazing looking be nervous?" As if his thoughts made it happen, the three got up from the table and headed to the stage.
"Oh boy!" Morgan said, glee in his voice. Chuck noticed that a man had entered the bar just as the three got up and was now sitting with the man the three women had been giving flirty looks to all night.
What Chuck found interesting were the looks the three gave the man were all similar, but when the blond looked at Chuck, she seemed to soften, to smile, and look the tiniest bit bashful.
A few minutes later, a familiar drum beat began, the lights dim on the stage. Chuck could make out three female forms on the stage, and the spotlight came down on the blond. She grabbed the mike, and began to sing. The lights either weren't in her eyes the way they were Chuck's or she somehow managed to look directly at him.
We've been here too long tryin' to get along
Pretendin' that you're oh, so shy
Chuck saw that soft smile on her face as she sang.
I'm a natural ma'am doin' all I can
My temperature is runnin' high
She fanned herself with one hand, smiling in Chuck's direction. The brunette backup singer whacked the blond on the arm, and she looked chastised. She turned toward the guy she had been watching all night.
Cry at night no one in sight
An' we got so much to share
Talking's fine if you got the time
But I ain't got the time to spare, yeah
The blond came off the stage, but instead of heading toward the man the three had been watching, she seemed to almost be stalking toward Chuck, the smile almost predatory. Chuck noticed a larger guy he hadn't seen before. For some reason his jaw reminded him of chiseled granite.
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where?
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where, there, yeah?
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
The blond came up beside him, and continued to sing. Chuck swore Carina rolled her eyes and shook her head at the large man who had a very perplexed look on his face.
Every girl an' boy needs a little joy
All you do is sit an' stare
Beggin' on my knees baby, won't you please?
Run your fingers through my hair
The other two girls had been dancing and singing backup as Sarah sang to Chuck. She was walking around his chair. Chuck nearly lost him mind, when he felt her hand run through his hair as she sang the similar line. He didn't know how his vision was even working, but he swore he saw Carina say something to the big man who began to speak into his wrist. Suddenly there was the blond woman in his lap, singing the next verse.
My, my, my whiskey and rye
Don't it make you feel so fine
Right or wrong don't it turn you on
Can't you see we're wastin' time, yeah?
She hopped off of his lap and began to strut away as she sang. She stopped, turned and headed back to him, as she finished the chorus.
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where?
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where, there, yeah?
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there?
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, there, yeah?
She stopped in front of him and continued singing.
My, my, my do you wanna touch me there?
Touch you, touch me touch, everybody
You touch me, you know where, there
Oh yeah, oh, yeah
Everyone stood and applauded, and then the blond launched herself at him, knocking him over. Chuck found himself underneath the woman as he heard, "FEDERAL AGENTS!" being barked by the big man if he had to guess.
"Hi," the blond said, looking down into his eyes. "I'm Sarah."
"Chuck," he replied.
"I know," she told him, a bit of blush creeping onto her features.
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Chuck found himself sitting alone in a back room. He had been with Morgan but the redhead had come and found him and took him out with her.
The door opened and Chuck looked up, seeing Sarah.
"Hi," she said, almost shyly. "Sorry about that."
"So, you're a federal agent?"
"Yeah, CIA," Sarah told him. "My friend Carina is DEA so that's why I get to work in the states. My other friend, is Zondra, she's CIA as well."
"Nice," Chuck said, nodding. "Have I done something wrong?"
"Oh, no," Sarah replied, shaking her head, coming inside and shutting the door. "I just need to ask you something, very important."
"Anything to help my country," Chuck told her.
"This isn't exactly about helping your country, Chuck," Sarah told him. She cleared her throat and looked him in the eye. "Would you like to go out with me?"
A/N: *spoiler* he says yes. Hope you enjoyed it.