#first general beckman now Casey have been in this season

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When Judd pulled up 🥺

He listened to me tonight. Ok? And as somebody that listens for a living, I do think that’s a skill that can be learned. Right, Detective?

I appreciate that, Mrs. Ryder.

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Season 3, Bartowskified Ch 8, Team Moron vs The Angel de la Muerte

A/N: During my "time off" (4 whooping days) I thought about this chapter and the next, and how to Bartowskify them. I think I've figured out Shaw. Obviously he shows up, splits them up, and he and Sarah move to Washington….I mean I can't even keep a straight face while typing that. Ch 8. Team Moron vs Chuck Versus the Angel de la Muerte

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck, and the more I watch season 3 to write this the more I wish I had been in that writer's room to hear how many times the plan changed….

"You want me to keep him alive?!" Casey was nearly shooting fire out his nostrils.

"Well, it's not like you killed the Generalissimo all those times Beckman sent you too," Bryce retorted.

"What happened to you having a perfect record?" Chuck turned to his girlfriend. "What?" she asked shrugging. "He's always bragging about having a perfect record.

Chuck looked from one agent to another and turned to his sister and brother-in-law. "It's days like today I get the most joy from my job."

"I thought it was the day when your job sent you your future wife," Morgan added, walking into the room. Chuck grinned at his buddy and turned back toward the bickering spies. They were no longer bickering. Bryce and Casey were watching in amusement as Sarah was staring at him.

"I mean what he said is just so obvious," Chuck said, praying it was the right thing. By the look on Sarah's face, it was. "Now, why have we got to keep this guy alive?"

"First do no harm," Ellie and Devon said together.

"Bartowskified," Bryce and Casey muttered at the same time.

-ooooo-

"They did what?" Beckman asked, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Well, it seems the Woodcombs got invited to the gala at the consulate and managed to get an invite for Chuck and Sarah," Bryce replied.

"General, I have to put my foot down on this, they are not supposed to be in any danger." Beckman turned to Chuck, glaring at him. How did one small woman make him feel so tiny? "General, I cannot put them in harms way."

"Bro, we're not in harms way," Devon added in. "It will be awesome."

"Ellie," Chuck began.

"No, Chuck. You've been doing all these missions, and while I want you safe, are you telling me this is dangerous?"

"No," Chuck began.

"Then it's settled, I'm going out with my husband to be wined and dined. Sarah will accompany us."

"What about me?" Chuck asked, his eyes widening.

"That's up to her," Ellie said with a smirk.

-ooooo-

Chuck found himself staring at the Generalissimo and his sister. He had Ellie in his sights, and Devon was starting to freak out about Ellie.

"My wife is talking to the target of an assassination plot. We gotta get her out of there." Awesome was close to losing it. "I'm going in."

Chuck saw Sarah and they made eye contact. She winked at him and Chuck never took his eyes off of her, but spoke. "Awesome, calm down. Let the professional handle this."

Sarah swooped in where the Generalissimo and Ellie were standing. "I hope I'm not interrupting."

Ellie's eyes lit up seeing Sarah. "No. No. Sarah, this is, uh, the Premier."

"Call me Generalissimo."

"It's an honor to meet you, sir," Sarah replied.

"You know, I have to say my doctor tells me to avoid this, uh, stimulation. But then again, my doctor is your husband."

Everyone had a laugh, and then Sarah gave him a sorrowful look. "Well, I'm, I'm so sorry, but I need to borrow her for a second, Generalissimo. Girl talk."

The two walked away. Awesome couldn't believe what he had just saw. He turned to Chuck. "She's good."

Chuck shrugged. It was true. "The best."

Ellie and Sarah sat at a table. Ellie turned to Sarah. "Thank God you rescued me. That guy's cologne was practically a WMD." They both laughed. "So, what did you want to talk to me about? Oh…you literally were just saving me." Sarah gave a small shake of her head and looked across the way at Chuck. "Ugh. I'm sorry. Of course. Of course, this must be really hard for you guys."

Sarah nodded. "Yeah. It is."

"I mean, one minute you're a fake couple, and then the next minute, you're on this incredibly sexy date with your real life fiance and there's all this spy business.

-ooooo-

Devon turned to Chuck. "So, what's the deal with you guys? I mean, not to be crass or anything, but you and Sarah…you don't think she's playing you, like ever, you know?"

Chuck shook his head. "No."

"Never?"

"Nope."

"Huh. I always thought you guys were, like, a real couple, but then I found out you weren't so I'm having trouble figuring out where the cover ends and begins.

-ooooo-

Sarah looked at Ellie. "You know I have real feelings for Chuck, right? I love him."

Ellie grinned at her. "Sarah, there are many things in this life I question, but your feeling for Chuck are not one of those things." She shook her head but saw Sarah still had the look on her face of doubt. "Sarah, please. Look at yourself right now. I mean, look at the dress. Look me in the eye and tell me that you guys are just friends. You can't do it, because you never could. You have always loved him whether or not you could admit it."

-ooooo-

Chuck continued to look at Sarah as he talked. "Yeah, it was our job to fool people, and we were good at it…so good that I got fooled a few times, and I know why. She really cared about me, and she couldn't fake that."

Devon shook his head. "Wow. That must be hard. Not just the not-having-sex part. That must have been excruciating. But having to fake like you're in love with someone for almost three years. And then you both realize you were actually in love with her and she is in love with you. Especially someone like her. How did you do it, Chuck? How could you not fall for her?"

-ooooo-

Sarah was shaking her head. "I didn't think that you understand our situation."

Ellie smiled at her and took her hand. "I understand completely. I do. I mean I've never had to do what you've had to do, but to be with him, and I know how he is." Ellie grinned and they both chuckled. "He gets to you."

"Bryce keeps saying he Bartowskifies you."

"He does, that's my baby brother. He makes realize how amazing you can be."

"I love him Ellie, you have to know that."

"I know, Sarah…I know."

-ooooo-

"Sorry, kids, the general says we cannot send in the black ops team or a tank," Bryce told the group. The Generalissimo had started a dance when Casey told Chuck of a possible target. Chuck had taken the target out with a dance move but that got Chuck and Sarah thrown out. Casey went in and created a distraction saving the Generalissimo's life. Casey was now captured and no one knew what was going to happen to him next.

"What is it with you and tanks anyway?" Sarah asked Chuck. Chuck shrugged. "Bryce why don't you take everyone else while I try to figure a way we can get Casey."

"Oh, no you don't, Sarah," Chuck said turning to her. She raised an eyebrow and he gulped. "I didn't mean that the way it came out, more of a you're not doing this without me."

"Doing what?" The tone made his knees buckle in fear.

"Going all Agent Sarah freakin Walker, that's what."

"Hey, if you two will calm down, I can get you in," Awesome chimed in.

"I thought you didn't want your family near the danger," Sarah pointed out.

"The Generalissimo tried to get all handsy with my wife, and besides, I'm not doing anything spyish, you two are."

Chuck and Sarah shared a look. She rolled her eyes.

"Sarah," Devon said. "I won't do anything, I swear."

"It's not that, Devon," Chuck replied. "She's tired of having to wear the sexy nurses outfit."

"I have regular scrubs," Devon said. Sarah beamed.

-ooooo-

Beckman was glaring at the entire group. She looked over at Morgan. "Mr. Grimes, I can't believe this, but you are the only one I'm not mad at."

"You should be mad at me," Morgan replied. Beckman was taken aback. "I wasn't there for my team."

"Did you sell a Beastmaster?" Casey asked. Morgan nodded. "Mission accomplished then." Morgan looked proud of himself.

"Special Agent Larkin," Beckman said. "What do you make of this?"

"You mean the fact that Chuck, Awesome, and Sarah, sans sexy nurse's outfit but with regular scrubs, went into the consulate, saved the Generalissimo's life, and did so without international incident?"

"Wait," Casey interrupted. "Saved his life?"

Sarah glanced at Chuck. "Get behind me," she whispered.

"I would like it noted that I am the type of man that does not find it weak to hide behind his strong and sexy girlfriend," Chuck said grinning. Sarah gave him a look. "Fiance?"

"Wife would be preferred," she muttered. Chuck blinked and his brain rebooted.

"Bartowskis!" Beckman yelled.

"Not yet," Sarah muttered.

Beckman grinned. "Special Agent Larkin, your team has done excellent work. You should all be proud of yourselves. Dismissed, except for you Special Agent Larkin."

"What do you mean we saved his life?" Casey asked again.

"Appears you gave him a blood transfusion big guy," Morgan said, pushing Casey out.

"I GAVE HIM A WHAT?!"

"General," Bryce said when all were gone.

"I can't stop him any longer, Bryce. He's on his way. It's your team…but watch him." Bryce nodded. "What is the hold up with those two anyway?"

"Oh, two years of will they won't they, and now that they can, they're trying to figure out how…well…not how…they've figured that out…more logistics…well, not that either…it's just whereever whenever…reminds me we need more disinfectant wipes…"

"Larkin," she said warningly.

"Right, uh, about that other thing?"

"It is being sent back," she said sighing. "With it's courier."

"You know she's the one who's gonna push those two over the edge and do whatever it takes to be happy, right?"

"Good-bye, Bryce," Beckman said, and cut the feed.

-ooooo-

"Did you give him the cigars?" Chuck asked, walking into the apartment.

"I did," Sarah said, coming out of the kitchen. She wrapped her arms around him, and pulled him close. "He doesn't want to kill you anymore."

"Maim?"

"Give him time, Chuck," she said with a grin. "So…uh…we haven't had a chance to really talk and I was thinking about what we talked about the other day."

"Getting married?" Chuck offered. Sarah nodded. "I am still for it."

"Good," she replied with a grin. "Me too. Do you think we should wait, or…"

"What do you want to do?"

"Vegas," she blurted out. "Let's drive there right now."

"Yeah?" he asked, as he began to smile until his nose crinkled.

"Mmmhmm."

"Okay. Okay! Uh, what do we-" he stopped as Sarah's phone rang. "You have to get that, don't you?"

"Yes, but I'll answer it and we'll go, okay?" Chuck nodded. She smiled at him. "Walker, secure." She looked up at Chuck as the voice talked to her, the smile falling from her face. "Okay, I've got it." She hung up and pulled him in. "Chuck, they have Devon."

A/N: Next….SHAW. Do I dare do what I'm thinking about doing? Probably…probably. Till next time. Reviews are so appreciated. They really are. They're like a little hug…okay, I'm going overboard. Take care

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