A/N 1: I'm really sorry for the lack of updateson my other story, but I was so busy for the past few months that I couldn't even open my FF account. Now finally when I was going to post a chapter, stupid Trojan wiped out the hard drive along with 5 chapters. So it will take some time for that story to start again until then enjoy a new one.

A/N 2: I recently started reading post season 2 AU fics and just couldn't get enough of them .So I decided to put my writing skills to use. It will be a long multichapter storyline if you guys seem interested.

Chapter 1 - Prologue

"No. No guns. No lies. Just us. Just like I've always wanted. I've recently come into a little bit of money. So, any place you want to go. Any place at all, as long as it's sunny with little umbrella drinks. What I'm getting at here is... Sarah Walker will you do me the honor of... taking a vacation with me?" asked Chuck.

"Chuck, I'm leaving in the morning. The details are classified. But I'm working on the newIntersect project with Bryce," Sarah responded.

Chuck was totally heartbroken. Just when he could finally be with the one person he loved more than anything, she breaks all of his dreams. As the wedding went by, Chuck put on a fake smile for his sister's sake even though on the inside he felt anything but happy.

The next morning , he woke up at 8:00 to see off the newly married couple for their honeymoon in Milan courtesy of one Stephen J. Bartowski. Chuck had to put up the fake happiness mask although he wanted so much for Ellie to comfort him. Atleast I have the Sar... Agent Walker to thank for for being able to hide my emotions from the one person who loves me the most he thought to himself.

After Ellie and Devon left for their honeymoon, Stephen decided to stay for a while to help his son cope with his loss. Casey was also staying for the time being until his new team was being constructed and he was to be shipped off to Afghanistan. The next few days went by with Chuck keeping himself locked in his home and eating cheese balls. Stephen was getting worried for his son and as much as Casey wouldn't admit it, he too had started to care a whole lot about Bartowski and it was eating away at him at seeing the only person that he could call a friend doing nothing with his life.

April 30, 2009

Echo Park, Burbank , L.A.

10:00

(Casa Casey, 3 days after the wedding)

Casey was sitting on his lounge chair enjoying his Cuban. Normally, he wouldn, t be thinking of the nerd, but the anxiety of waiting for his next assignment was really making his trigger finger itchyand that's when his thoughts inadvertently moved in the same direction again: 'I should have just killed the douchebag Larkin at the first chance I got, atleast then I wouldn't have had to be around those Mushy-Mushy lady feeings of Bartowskiand and maybe Walker would have finally given into her feelings for the mor.. ' even when sympathising with Chuck , he couldn't help but call him a moron. Just then, a knock came at his door and he got his sig sauer at the ready while be opened the door to meet Orion.

"Colonel, do you think we could talk for a minute?" Stephen was hesitant as if contemplating whether to actually talk or not.

"Ya Orion sure, come on in." Casey ushered him in and lowered his gun after closing the door behind him.

"Its Stephen, Colonel, and I wanted to talk to you about my son." Stephen sat down and Casey offered him a glass of Johnny Walker Black.

"Call me John," Casey said as he sat down next to Stephen giving his full attention to the guest.

"So what is this all about?" asked Casey though he already knew where this conversation was headed.

"Look John , I know that being a spy you don't talk about feelings and such but there is no one left to talk to and I don't know what to do anymore.I've tried everything to lift his spirits but Charles seems to have given up hope." Casey grunted at that knowing full well why Chuck's spirits were down.

"Walker really did him in didn't she?" Casey was half smirking and half sad although he didn't know if he was sad for the kid's current state or because he too was secretly vouching for the both of them.

"Was it really serious between those two, I mean I know that Charles loves her a lot but did agent Walker have feelings for him too?" Stephen knew how the spy world was and wouldn't surptise him if Sarah was just using his son's feelings to control him.

"For the last two years, they played the disgusting will they won't they game with Bartowski chasing after Walker and she pushing him away beacause of the whole Asset-Handler thing but everyone knew that they were in love. Hell even I thought that Walker was gonna stay here after Bartowski got the intersect removed."

"I didn't get the intersect out of Charles' head so he could go again on the five year self pity phase of his life. I have tried lifting his spirits and encouraging him to do something, but he won't pay heed to anything I say . And considering that you have been with him for the last two years of his life, would you help me John in getting him to move on with his life?" Stephen never wanted to ask of any favors from a spy but still, John seemed like the only person who could help him.

"Look, I want to help you because honestly, I feel like the kid deserves so much better than a buy more life. But I don't know what I can do to help. I'm not a talker like you Bartowskis." He demonstrated this by giving a grunt as usual.

"Oh believe me I know that. Charles told me all about your 'Growl and Grunt' language."

"Moron," Casey said under his breath.

"What was that, Colonel?" asked Orion in his authoritative voice.

"Oh no, nothing. "

"Look, at this point I would rather see my son as a Government analyst or even a spy than what he is now." With that Stephen left, leaving Casey to his thoughts.

May 1, 2009

Echo Park, Burbank, L.A.

16:00

(Casa Bartowski, 4 days after the wedding)

Next day, Casey went over to talk to Chuck's, who as usual was sitting on the couch in his Bathrobe eating cheese balls and not paying attention to what was showing on the television. Orion had gone out of town back to his cabin to continue his work on some research he was doing. The door was open so he entered without knocking.

"You know, someone could enter through this door and kill you in your cheesy stupor."

Startled, Chuck dropped the jar of Cheetos on the floor. "Damn, I got these just 2 days ago. And, by the way, its not like I have any government secrets in my head anymore, so who would come for me. Its not like I matter to anyone anymore," with this, Chuck slumped again onto the couch.

"Look Bartowski, we spies don't show feelingsor fall in love because feelings get us killed. Despite that, what Walker did was really stupid. You are a thousand times better than her boy-toy Larkin and if she left you to be with him, than Walker is no better."

"But I love her Casey. She is the only one for me. I need her in my life. I can't live without her." And with that , Casey could see that Chuck was on the verge of tears. Damn you Walker, ughgh lady feelings for me too.

"Look numb nu…., Bartowski , she chose her career over you so that means she never had the same feelings for if you put up this wallowing phase any longer….." Calm down Colonel , calm down.

"Now, you have served your country with honour and so as long as I am here, you are gonna come to the gym with me, and not drown yourself in self pity."

"But I don't feel like going out, and you know how much I hate gym and running and any physical activity in general."

"Look moron, from tomorrow onwards, I'm coming to get you at 6 for a mornig run and then we will hit a gym. Understood."

"Yes sir," Chuck replied sarcastically, although the conspiratorial grin on Casey's face made him gulp audibly.

"Oh boy."

May 7, 2009

Mexico City

19:30

Sarah Walker was standing near Bryce Larkin at attention in front of the computer screen which was showing General Beckman.

"Good work team, we got the intel we wanted and its sure to put The Ring behind in their objectives. You have a day to me at oh eight hundred on 9th. Beckman out." The screen went blank and Sarah started walking towards her room.

"Hey Sarah, want to celebrate the success of the mission?" asked Bryce as he put his arm over her shoulders to pull her closer. Sarah jerked him away instantly and glared. "No Bryce, we are not going to celebrate."

"Oh, c'mon Sarah, we are the Andersons. The best spy team." Bryce smirked and gave his version of a pathetic eyebrow dance that made Sarah miss Chuck's Bartowski Eyebrow Dance.

"We are through, the Anderson's ceased to exist a long time ago. We are just professional partners and nothing more." Sarah gave out a sigh as she knew what Bryce meant but she was no longer that girl. A certain nerd had changed her. And what a nerd he was…

"You have changed Sarah, I mean we not even have sex anymore." Bryce called out to her as she was closing his hotel room door.

Its all about sex isn't it, every man that has ever wanted me has wanted my body and the only man who doesn't , who loves me for me and despite of the person I am and what do I do, I walk away and break his heart.

Sarah entered her hotel room and after closing the door, went on to change into one of Chuck's T-shirts that she had 'borrowed' during her sleepovers. As she went to bed, another conflict between angel Sarah and demon Sarah on either side of her and this time around, demon Sarah gave an argument that no one could deny. You gave your happiness for the greater good, the greater good that could give a damn about you, and for what, what did you get Sam, you got nothing out of it , just loneliness and sorrow. And like every other night , Sarah Walker sobbed herself to sleep taking comfort in Chuck's smell from his T-shirt and the dreams of a certain nerd.

May 11, 2009

Echo Park, Burbank, L.A.

06:35

(2 weeks after the wedding)

They had been following the routine for a total of 10 days and Casey could say that he was impressed, though Bartowski was not good to start with, he learned quickly and when he put his mind into something, he would always achieve it no matter what. His stamina had increased and he could now run 5 miles without fainting (a gold star in Chuck's book, 'work hard numbnuts' in Casey's words) and Casey had even called for a one month vacation form General even though the next assignment had arrived. He had told the General that he needed a break after playing nerd-sitter for 2 years. Yeah keep telling yourself that, maybe in a few years you'll believe it.

"You know Bartowski, for a lanky nerd who hasn't ever run except for when his life is in danger, you are not half bad," said Casey between breaths.

"Yeah I can actually run on my legs for the last mile now instead of baby crawl, so yeah I'm good."

They both were running their last miles when Chuck spoke up. "Hey Casey, I was thinking that I know what I want to do with my life."

Finally the moron gets it. "So going to put that rusty Stanford degree of yours to some use, are you?"

They entered Casa Bartowski and Chuck went to the refridgerator to retrieve some sodas. "Well not exactly but I was thinking….." he seemed in deep thought as he retrieved the soad bottles.

Yeah the genius is thinking now. God help us all. He growled getting impatient. "Say what you want to and for heaven's sake, if you bring me another one of your grape sodas, I'm going to empty the can and make you eat it."

"Hey, they were Morgans' and yesterday morning we finished them all. Here," Chuck sat down on the sofa next to Casey and handed him a can and opened his own.

"I was thinking more along the lines of working for a government agency."

"Well we could use some good analysts and you have a lot of potential in….." Chuck interrupted him in the middle of his sentence, "No, no Casey, I was thinking more along the lines of a spy."

Casey spilled all of the soda he was drinking on the floor. "An agent, you want to be a freaking agent. If my memory serves me, you wanted out of this spy life for 2 years and now you want to be an agent." Casey grunted showing his disapproval at Chuck's statement. What is the kid thinking? He is too innocent and naïve to become a spy.

"Come on Casey, I want to make a difference. I want to do something with my life. Not just become a software engineer and keep earning money. I want to take back the control of my life into my hands. I've finally come to terms that Sarah chose Bryce over me and I'm happy with that." Casey gave him a 'get serious' look.

"Okay, maybe I'm mot happy with that, but its time to move on. I don't want to get stuck at a BuyMore Nerd Herd again. I want to help people, save lives and have a purpose in life."

"Okay, Chuck, though I'm not happy with this, I'll talk t General Beckman about it."

"You called me Chuck, you never ever call me Chuck. See, I knew you loved me."

"Barrrrtowski," Casey growled and made a grab for Chuck but he was already going towards his bedroom.

"Thanks Casey. See yourself out. Love you too."

Casey just shook his head in disbelief, you are learning kid, maybe there is hope for you after all.

May 13, 2009

Washington DC

20:00

Sarah was lying on her bed inside her apartment after another mission in which she had to take up all of the flirting and touching from 'government grade pigs' and act as if she was enjoying it. She hated this kind of missions in which she had to wear revealing dresses and act like a slut, though she was thankful t o Graham for supporting her in the beginning for not doing seduction missions regularly. She still stuck to that policy of hers, never sleeping with her marks and avoiding seduction missions whenever possible. She just always felt like puking whenever men eyed her up and down licking their lips as if they were undressing her in their minds and to rub salt on the wound she could do absolutely nothing about it. On top of that, her own partner was acting like a jerk even trying to get his hands all over her body and then she had to slap him and almost jeopardize the entire operation. She couldn't help it, she was not the same Sarah from 2 years ago, she had changed and for the better. That's when her thoughts started going in the direction in which she desperately wanted them not to go- Chuck. He was the first person who treated her like a woman and not a piece of meat. While other men's compiments were to get her into bed, Chuck's compliments were always genuine and spoken right from his heart. There were times when if Chuck had wanted, she would have just followed her to bed to do anything but he never even thought about that. Chuck's eyes always conveyed the message , and how chocolaty brown his eyes were…

Just when Sarah's brain had moved on to Chuck thoughts(her happy part as she liked to call it), her phone rang.

"Walker secure."

"Becman secure. Agent Walker, Agent Larkin told me that tonight you almost blew up the entire mission. May I have an explaination."

Bryce, her partner but also the bane of her existence . Like she shouldn't have slapped him when his hands were moving to her ass when it wasn't actually needed for the cover .

"Ma'am, with all due respect, if Agent Larkin just wants to get into my pants and keeps making continuous passes on me, than I can't be held up for my actions if I 'accidentally' damage the Intersect. Partner or not, agent Larkin has been acting like he is god after getting the intersect 2.0. Not anything like Chu…..Mr. Bartowski."

General Beckman actually smiled at that. During her stint as an agent, she herself had to face such situations. She thought that female CIA agents were the same so she actually felt proud that atleast one of them was standing up for herself.

"Very well Agent,just make sure you don't damage the intersect too much, he still needs to be fuctional you know. Beckman out."

What the hell was that? Was Beckman actually smiling at the end she thought.

May 18, 2009

Echo Park, Burbank L.A.

14:00

(Casa Casey)

Casey was pretty anxious as this was the day he was finally going to talk about Chuck to the General. He had been building up courage for the entire last week also examining Bartowski's training and how serious he actually was and from the looks of it , Chuck was pretty serious. So finally, he started up communication with the general.

"So, you are ready for your next assignment Colonel?" Beckman was to the point as usual.

"Actually ma'am its about Chuck."

Beckman's expressions changed from surprised to shocked to angered to intrigued to annoyed in a matter of seconds. "Colonel, I didn't know you two were on a first name basis."

Casey could see the smirk on the General's face and he immediately schooled his expression and straightened himself up. "Well, ma'am ac.. actually…."numb nuts, making me a rambling idiot like himself .

"Save it Colonel, I want to know what has Mr. Bartowski gotten into this time,don't tell me he has somehow found access to our intersect again."

"No ma'am, actually Bartowski wants to become an agent." Casey was waiting for the fireworks.

"You mean an analyst? He does realise that we offered him that position a while ago and he refused."

"Not an analyst, but a field operative." And here they come.

"John, are you out of your senses. You want to make Chuck Bartowski, the asset who screamed like a little girl every time he got in danger and who cannot hold a pistol without 'accidentally' shooting someone in the leg," Beckman was fuming all over. She already had to deal with arrogant agents, now she didn't want pansies in her Agency, it was only because of the fact that her star pupil was in attendance that she was even listening to him.

Casey knew that he was travelling on the knife's edge here, one wrong move and his career was over."Ma'am, he may not be the most appropriate candidate but he has proven his worth in Team Bartowski time and time again."

"So what is your opinion, Colonel?"

"Ma'am I believe with the proper training he can become one of the finest operatives for the Agency."

"So its decided then, you will be incharge of 's training when you two will be shipped off to Ft. Meade next week. And if you fail, then you 'Major Casey will be sent on the next assignment to Iceland. Beckman out." Casey cringed at the word Iceland. It stood for the worst assignments and most agents preferred suicide missions over them. If Bartowski fails me now, I'll strangle the kid myself. Now one person to talk about this before he called Bartowski.

Chuck was sitting in his house cleaning and cleaning and cleaning waiting anxiously for Casey to come tell him what happened with the General. Will General agree with Casey and allow me a chance to become an agent? Will she even listen to Casey? What if she rejects the request, after all I've been sitting up on her ass for the last two years. What will I do then? Maybe become a software engineer? Go work at the buy more again? Become an analyst?...his thinking was interrupted by the ringing of his phone.

"Bartowski, my residence now."

Chuck was utterly confused because didn't come to his house to tell him, Ha lazy guy.

As he passed the courtyard, he could hear two voices coming from Casey's apartment. It couldn't be Beckman because both were males' and the other seemed familiar too. As he entered the door…

"Dad?!"

A/N: So what do you think, should I abandon it or is their hope left….

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