He knew his cover story with Sarah wouldn't work when he saw Casey in that green Buy More shirt. Something about the way it hugged his muscles like a second skin or it could be the way the color made his blue eyes light up. Either way his attraction was undeniable and there was no way he'd be able to keep it believable with his eyes wandering to Casey. His sister was already asking questions, wondering why the male agent was always there with his girlfriend. She had noticed her brother seemed to stare at the male more than Sarah.

He sighed, contemplating whether to speak with the General when he looked over at Casey. He was stacking boxes and the nerd had to keep his eyes from following his movements. His sleeve kept riding up to show off his toned arms, he never knew those muscles could be sexy. It also didn't help that his pants kept stretching over his perfect ass. He jumped when Morgan clapped a hand on his shoulder.

"You've been staring at him for over a half hour, anything you want to talk about buddy?" He cheeks flush when his friend follows his gaze. This was the last thing he wanted to talk to his best friend about.

"No, just making sure the newbie is doing a good job." His voice is steadier than he expected. He gives one more fleeting glance when the Agent looks their way.

"Whatever you say Chuck." His short friend says with mirth. He decides he's had enough when the Agent stretches and his shirt comes untucked, revealing strong back muscles.

"I'm going to visit Sarah." He says and quickly exits the store, not caring what Morgan has to say next. He, all but, runs out of the doors and into the wiener shop. He presses himself against a wall to catch his breath when he gets inside.

"Chuck, what's wrong?" Sarah asks in her usual pig tails and uniform. He lets his eyes wander over her. Slim waist, nice rack, really nice lips. She is a beautiful woman but he doesn't experience the same wave of lust when looking at her.

"Sarah, I have a problem." He doesn't know if he can really trust her with this but, maybe she can get the other agent reassigned. He doesn't want to see him go but he's going to ruin their cover. "I need Casey reassigned." She moves from behind the counter.

"Has he hurt you?" She asks, eyes looking concerned.

"No, it's." He stops, not sure what to say. He mulls over a few ideas before blurting. "He's distracting." He instantly flushes, not what he had meant to say. She looks confused. He sighs, might as well tell her the truth. She's supposed to be his fake girlfriend so he should be able to confide in her.

"I'm attracted to him. This has never happened to me before, maybe it's the Intersect. Maybe it messed with my head. He's going to blow our cover." Chuck can feel his face burning with embarrassment, but he still feels slightly relieved to tell someone. It's been weeks of the bigger man haunting his dreams.

"Chuck I'm sure Agent Casey won't do anything to jeopardize this mission and our cover." She's smiling now, obviously amused by his confession. She has to admit the other agent is attractive, but she didn't expect the asset to notice as well. There is nothing in his file about having boyfriends in the past. Now she has to wonder if he and Bryce fooled around. The thought made her flush a little.

"I don't doubt that, but I might blow the cover. My sister and Morgan are questioning because I can't stop staring. This isn't happening." He sighs loudly taking a seat before burying his face in his hands. "Can't we just get another agent to take his place?" She barely hears his muffled words.

"Chuck, as much as I dislike Casey he is a valuable asset and I just don't see them taking him off this mission." At this Chuck groans and rests his head on the table. Sarah feels bad for Chuck, though still a little surprised that he didn't take an interest in her. Maybe this could work to the agencies advantage. They have been looking to put together team of same sex couples, well cover couples, for missions.

"Let me talk to the General, see what we can do." He looks up at her in panic.

"You can't tell her! That would be humiliating. Just make up something, say he beats me. Please Sarah, I don't want anyone to know about this." He doesn't even want to think of the consequences of the General or the sexy NSA agent finding about his predicament.

"We'll see Chuck. Get back to the Buy More, I'll contact you later. In the meantime, try to keep your eyes off Casey's ass." She's laughing at him. He groans once more, dragging his feet as his makes his way back to the store.

He mopes the rest of the day, hoping for an install to distract him. He's nearly completed a pencil fort when Casey comes up behind him. He's sense are filled with the scent of his aftershave and the pencils crash to the floor when he jumps.

"Bartowski, meet at my place after your shift. We have a new mission." Casey gruffs out and Chuck would be lying if he didn't say his voice sent hot waves of lust through him. He takes off in a hurry, his scent still lingering in the air. Looks like there is no luck getting him reassigned.

When he arrives a half hour later the two agents are wrapping things up with the General. He decides to take a seat in one of the chairs and tries not to notice what Casey's ass looks like in jeans. He's still staring when Sarah clears her throat and the other male turns around.

"So what's the new mission?" He says casually and he's really hoping Sarah will keep quiet about his little secret.

"No new mission Chuck, but we have changed the details of our cover story." Sarah is smiling and for some reason that makes him rather nervous.

She continues "You and I will be splitting up." Chuck is confused but is suddenly feeling dread when he sees the glare that the male agent is giving him. "Casey will be you're new field partner and if all goes well your new cover boyfriend." At this the other Agent tenses and goes into the kitchen.

"I, uh, what?" He stutters, Sarah is still beaming.

"I talked to the General about your problem and she agreed to let this happen. You see, the agencies currently don't have a good team for posing as a gay couple, they see this as an opportunity. Your attraction to the Agent could make you're cover story more believable both on and off missions."

"I have to warn you Chuck that you can't fall for him." She looks serious now, speaking in a hushed tone.

"Not only is Casey a hardened, straight, solider he is also you're handler. You falling for him won't make them disband us, but if he falls for you they will guarantee that you two will never see each other again. Though, I honestly doubt we have to worry about that." She's looking toward the kitchen and they can hear the male agent making coffee. They could also hear the muttering coming from him.

"They're giving our team a week leave to develop your cover story before going on missions. I would suggest talking to your family and friends before they find out on their own." She frowns when she noticed his panic features. She places a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry Chuck, he won't kill you and this is what you wanted. Isn't it?" He looks down at the hand on his shoulder.

"What I wanted was for him to get transferred and for me to pretend I never felt this way." He doesn't notice Casey return to the room nor notice the look of disappointment that crosses his features. He leaves the apartment without another word making way back to his place. He ignores Ellie and locks himself in his bedroom.

He sighs loudly as he throws himself on his bed. Things are going to get a lot more complicated. He just keeps repeating the words in his head, Casey is straight. How the hell were they going to make this work, and how did he keep the agent from hating him for this. He's never felt more embarrassed or confused in his life.

He was having quite the pleasant dream when he hears a knock on the window. He looks up to see the object of his dreams coming into his room from the courtyard. His heart skips a beat when he sees the sweatpants and tank top the other is wearing. He really needs to start locking that window.

"Bartowski, you awake?" He hears his gruff voice, still on a last name biases then. He really wished he was still dreaming.

"Yeah." His voice is still laced with sleep. He sits up when the agent moves closer, pulling the covers over his naked chest. He hears the other man sigh before taking a seat on his bed.

"I just wanted you to know I don't hate you." He's looking at his Dvd collection, hands tense, his usual harsh tone is almost gentle. He hears him sigh again before looking at him.

"The General told me of the new cover, but not why." Casey continues as he studying the younger man, taking in his sleep wrangled curls. His gaze follows his collar bone and then stops at his lips. Though he'll never say out loud he's glad for the switch. Not only does he get to look after his asset better he also gets to be closer to him.

"I would have fallen for Sarah. I confided in the General and she thought this was the best course of action." Chuck wasn't sure if the other would believe him but he wasn't about to tell him the truth. The other grunted, looking away.

Chuck doesn't know he heard his and Sarah's conversation when they were at his place. He also didn't know that Sarah wasn't entirely correct when she said he was straight. He is, but the occasional male will turn his interest and Chuck is one of them.

"Well, what's done is done. Prepare yourself Chuck Bartowski." He leans into to whisper in his assets ear. "Tomorrow I will make you mine." He says, dropping his voice, lips brushing against his ear. With that he's gone, leaving a stunned, and slightly aroused, Chuck. The younger man groans before falling back asleep. Maybe tomorrow he will find out this was all a dream.