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Reassigned Ch 10, Carina vs Bryce

A/N: I swear this is not just because Wade1978 tagged me….I swear….but I'm not gonna lie, the thought popped into my head and I gave an evil chuckle…You all seemed to enjoy Sarah's dealing with Bryce…The simple thing to do would be for them to marry, and Sarah put down Chuck as the father. Bryce is "dead" so he'd have no rights….but this is Chuck…do you think he'd do that? Nope. He wouldn't…but don't worry, it's me…we'll figure it out…Charahkids, you may wanna premedicate….I give you Reassigned, Ch. 10, Carina vs Bryce

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck

Chuck opened the door to his and Sarah's apartment and went in. His and Sarah's apartment. Man, that sounded nice. What they'd gone though in a short time was crazy but they were together, and Chuck like the sound of that. Together. He saw his girlfriend messing with the Christmas tree. Her hair was damp, and she was wearing comfy clothes. She just looked like home.

"Hey, Sarah, I'm back," he said. She turned around, raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "Really?" She didn't move. Chuck rolled his eyes, opened the door, walked back outside, and shut the door behind him. He counted to five, and opened the door to see Sarah still working on the Christmas tree. "Honey, I'm home," he said. She spun with a huge grin on her face. "Happy Miss Walker?" He walked up to her and she stood on her tiptoes to kiss him.

"Ecstatic," she replied. She started to say something more, but bit her lip instead. She looked almost bashful and she turned back to the tree.

"What?" he asked softly. She shook her head. "Saraaah," he mocked whined. She turned around a soft smile on her face.

"I was going to say, Mr. Walker," she said, and bit her top lip. She rolled her eyes, annoyed with herself. "It's the hormones. I'm just being emotional and silly. I mean we've known each other a few months, living together is crazy enough, you being in my child's life is insane, and I absolutely want you in it, but I never even thought about ever being….I can't even say it when it's just us alone." Chuck was watching her, absolutely quiet, his eyes soft.

"So you don't want to be married?" Chuck asked. This was not exactly what she said at Thanksgiving. Sarah looked away for a second and then back at him, taking a deep breath. She was messing with the rings on her fingers.

"I didn't," she admitted. "Like I told Ellie, when I was with the CIA, I never thought about it. Even with Bryce when we would be the Andersons, I didn't think about it ever being anything more than a cover. Now," she sighed. "Now, everything's changed, and I can't figure out if what I'm feeling is what I actually want, or what I think should happen. I love you. I know that. I love you and want to be with you. Please know that." Chuck nodded. She took a deep breath. "But all of this, sometimes it's just so overwhelming, and I've got all these emotions! God! I always hid emotions before as a spy, but now, now they're just everywhere. If I try and shove one down now, two others pop up! I can't figure out what is real and what is hormones. Chuck I'm with you as long as you'll have me. I know it's been fast, but that's where I am, and I've changed so much, but I had no choice. I think I want to be married, but because of everything, I'm not sure." She was so scared with that admission. She had only started to realize it in the past few days. Chuck was her forever, and she knew that, but marriage? She just didn't know, and she knew marriage meant a lot to him. Chuck took her hands.

"This is an easy fix," Chuck said. "We table all of this until after the baby is born." She stared at him. "Or we talk about it now?"

"The baby," she said flatly. Chuck gulped.

"I'm sorry, I think I hit my head today and had a brain injury," he rushed out. "What I meant to say is we table this discussion until our daughter is born." Sarah beamed, and then her face fell.

"I scare you sometimes don't I?" she asked. Chuck nodded.

"What's worse," he said, grinning. "I find it hot." She grabbed his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss. He thought his hair might be on fire there was so much electricity shooting through him. She let him go, smoothed his shirt, patted his chest, and walked into the kitchen. Chuck really wasn't sure what day it was.

"Apparently there's a mission tonight," Sarah said, looking out the window. "Casey in waiter gear and Bryce in a tux."

"You miss it?" Chuck asked softly. She turned to him.

"Being pawed by some slimy douchenozzle under the guise of good of our country," Sarah began. "And then there's a chance some evil, sadistic, macho, idiot will try to do the same?"

"For the record, the first was Bryce?" Chuck asked, grinning. Sarah nodded, with her own grin. "Then why do it for so long?" Sarah tilted her head, thinking.

"For the longest time it's all I thought I was good for," she said, looking down.

"Sarah, you are one of the smartest people I know," Chuck said. She looked up at him, a grin on her face.

"You know, it had it's perks, I could drive my car as fast as I wanted, wherever I wanted," Sarah said.

"That really hasn't changed," Chuck retorted.

"Shush, you," she said, pointing a spatula at him. "It was exciting, parts of it was fun, and I was good at it, Chuck." She sighed. "But, it bled your soul." She was quiet for a second, mixing up something in a bowl, thinking. "It bled mine to the point I wondered if I had one left." She looked up at him. "I was honestly surprised when I realized I wanted to keep our baby." Chuck smiled at that, and started to move his hands and open his mouth to say something, when she pointed the spatula at him. "Like I was saying," she said, grinning. "I thought all that inside of me was dead."

"So you think marriage is a possibility?" Chuck asked, cocking his head. She knew he was fishing. She bounced a shoulder.

"Maybe," she admitted. "If I do wish to get married, there's only one person I really want to marry."

"Jeff from the Buy More," Chuck said. Sarah nodded.

"That hair, just makes me want to do things to it," she said.

"Cut it, wash it, disinfect it," he went on. She came out of the kitchen and into the living room where he stood. She grabbed him by the waist band of his pants.

"You, Chuck," she said softly. "I know it's early, I know it's quick, but the only person I'd ever consider marrying is you." She began to walk backwards pulling him towards the bedroom.

"Sarah, I love you, and I want to make you happy," Chuck said softly.

"You do, Chuck, and I love you," she said as she pulled him into the bedroom.

-ooooo-

She came out into the living room and there he was, glued to his computer. This was the third night this week she had woken up and he wasn't in bed. This was ending, now.

"What are you looking at?" she asked. Chuck jumped, and slammed his laptop shut.

"Porn," he said. She closed her eyes trying to hold in the laughter that threatened to come out. "It was porn, and I'm sorry."

"Chuck, let me see the computer," she said, her hand out, and fighting to roll her eyes at him. She was smirking and Chuck was squirming.

"No, Sarah, I'm really ashamed and it will never happen again."

"CHUCK, the computer." It was quickly placed in her hand. She opened it up and looked at the last website he was at. She looked at him and then back at the computer.

"Sarah, I'm sorry," he said.

"Why are you sorry?"

"It's not my place," Chuck replied. "It's just," he began.

"Hold that thought, and scoot over," she said, sitting beside him. She opened the website back up. "I told you it's our baby."

"Yeah, but you're having it, it's your body, not mine," Chuck retorted. She rolled her eyes.

"So what is this all about?" Sarah asked. Chuck hesitated. "Chuck, just tell me."

"Well, breastfeeding is an option, and that's your decision," Chuck said, hurrying through that part of the discussion. He kept his eyes peeled on the website as she shook her head. "So there's different types of formula and I know from Ellie and Debbie that different conditions need different formula so I was kinda researching them so if something happens I would know what Debbie is talking about." Sarah looked at him. He clicked on another website. "These are all the different play pens/cribs you can have. There's portable one, ones that can convert into a bed for a toddler. There are different strollers and car seats and some that hook together." He was about to go on when he felt himself being pulled into a kiss. When she let him go, he blinked until he could see. "Not that I'm complaining but your very grabby tonight."

"Hormones," Sarah replied.

"Ah," Chuck said. "So after the baby you won't be as grabby." There was a little bit of regret in his voice.

"Oh, I bet I am," she said, winking. She took the laptop away from him and set it on the table. She then crawled up in his lap, facing him. "So, here's the deal, buster." He grinned at her. "You can look at any of this stuff you need to, whenever you need to, but let's keep the late night surfing to a minimum. Momma needs her snuggles, understand?" Chuck nodded and she leaned in to kiss him. Chuck felt her freeze, and her hand whip to her thigh. "Damn it," she muttered, realizing her knife wasn't on her.

"Calm down, Walker, it's just me, I really need to talk," Carina said. Chuck felt Sarah relax and saw confusion on her face.

"Guess I'll head to the bedroom," Chuck said.

"Actually, it's about Bryce, so I may need your advice as well," Carina said. Chuck nodded.

"Coffee?" he asked. Carina nodded gratefully. He turned to Sarah. "Decaf tea?" She rolled her eyes but nodded. "Only 24 more weeks," he said, kissing her on the cheek. Carina stared at Sarah and then looked at Chuck. Chuck stopped. "How bad?" Carina thought for a second.

"I've never been concerned about a mission before in my life until this one," she said.

"Whiskey," Chuck replied. Sarah patted the couch seat beside her and Carina joined her. In a little bit, Chuck brought them their drinks. She chuckled at them.

"Blondie, you look happy," Carina said.

"I am, Carina, I am," Sarah replied, smiling at Chuck. "Now, you're not here to talk about my domestic bliss, what did he do?

"We were supposed to go in as Mr. and Mrs. Anderson," Carina began.

"He's not very original, I mean he stole that from The Matrix," Chuck muttered. Sarah looked over at him. "Sorry."

"No, this is good, this is what I need," Carina said. "So he stole that idea from a movie, and is rehashing it again from when it was you and him," she said to Sarah. Sarah nodded. "Okay, so we went in and he was supposed to try and gamble, get Lon Kirk's attention, but after a few hands he bet it all because he said it was easier to seduce the mark and get the info."

"What?" Chuck said. "He has that thing in his head how are you supposed to get him the info."

"I'm not," Carina said. Chuck sat there for a second looking at Carina, and then down at his hands. He stood up after a second. Sarah watched him.

"You're telling me, he put you in harm's way because he was lazy," Chuck said.

"Chuckles, I'm capable of handling myself," she said, with a glint in her eye. Chuck jumped back, his hands in front of him.

"Whoa, hold on, wait," Chuck began. "I think you misunderstand me, obviously you're good at what you do, but isn't he supposed to be your partner?" Carina nodded. "Aren't partners supposed to look out after one another?"

"Chuck," Sarah said softly. "This Bryce she's describing, he's the one I know." Chuck sighed and dropped his head, his elbows resting on the back of the chair, his hands clasped together.

"What happened to the guy I knew?" Chuck asked, looking up. "Bryce was a nice guy."

"Remember I said earlier about you soul getting bled out by this job?" Sarah asked. Chuck nodded.

"Wait, how did you learn about this guy anyway?" Chuck asked.

"Oh, that's the best part," Carina said, grinning. "He found a counterfeit bill during an install where he had to accompany Jeff and Lester. Apparently they've not found anyone yet to replace you." Chuck was quiet for a second. "Hey, it's not your fault."

"No, no, no, wasn't thinking that," Chuck said. "So did you get the invite?" Carina stood up and smiled seductively at Chuck.

"Do you see all of this?" she asked, indicating herself.

"Yeah, but did you get the invite?" he asked, serious. Carina's mouth dropped opened, and Chuck grinned. Sarah burst out into laughter. "Okay, I suspect you're going to wear something slinky," Chuck began.

"A bikini," Carina replied. Chuck stopped. "What's the matter, thinking about me in the bikini, Chuckles."

"Yeah," Chuck replied, and then realized what he said. "I mean NO!" He looked up, affronted, Sarah had an eyebrow raised and Carina had a coy grin on her face. He held up a finger, disappeared for a second, and came back with a small flash drive. "I'm guessing even this isn't hideable in it?" She took it from him.

"No, but I'll have a bag I can hide it in, what will I do with this?" she asked. Chuck grinned.

"It will mess up his computer if you can up load the patch," Chuck said. "It's simple, plug and play. You plug it in, it will upload in about five seconds, you pull it out. I then have control and I can make his computer mess up. Then while he's trying to figure out how to fix it, tell them you know a guy. His girlfriend is pregnant and could use some money."

"Nice, I mean we don't really need money, I suppose maybe he does, but I'm good," Sarah said, winking at Chuck. Chuck pointedly ignored her.

"I come on board, get info, and then get out," Chuck replied.

"Uh, one problem, what about Bryce?" Carina asked. "Won't Kirk think something's up since I'm married."

"Nope," Chuck replied. "We talk smack about him, even talk about how he screwed me over in college." Sarah grinned. "I'll be long gone, give the info to Casey who can get it to the scary General, and it won't even tie back to me."

"Can you build a fake website?" Carina asked. "Maybe an alias to protect you?" Chuck looked hurt. "Sorry, Nerd. What was I thinking?" Chuck grabbed his laptop and twenty minutes later he had it all built. "Carmichael Industries?" Chuck shrugged.

"I may have had a thought about where my life would be if someone hadn't got me kicked out of college," he said. Carina looked at Sarah. "Who knew he was doing me a favor?" Chuck asked, winking at Sarah.

-ooooo-

"So Bryce isn't even here?" Sarah asked Casey. He shook his head.

"Seems like he had a shift to take care of at the Buy More and told me to surveil," Casey replied. He pulled down the binoculars and looked over at Sarah. "You're actually going to let you boy toy get involved with this."

"It's not like I want to, but Carina is in danger because of him," Sarah admitted. "I'm here in case something goes wrong." Casey grunted.

"Remind me not to get between you and the bad guys," he muttered. "Momma bear will eat them for dinner."

"Oh, whatever," she said, grinning. "How bad is he, Casey?" Casey shook his head.

"He's not right in the head," Casey said. "Not crazy, just not right." Casey pulled down the binoculars and glanced at her. "I think what you told him threw him for a loop."

"You think he actually feels bad?" Sarah asked. Casey thought and then shrugged.

"His progeny is about to come into the world, whether he wants anything to do with her or not, it shakes a man up to know he has a child," Casey replied. He pulled the binoculars back up. "Heh, looks like your boy toy did something, they're yelling at the computer. Even I know that doesn't work."

"Casey, you need to report him if he puts you and Carina in too much danger," Sarah said.

"Walker, everything we do is dangerous," Casey replied. "I got her back, I'm just glad you and Bartowski do to."

"He's not doing this anymore," Sarah said. Casey nodded.

"I'm honestly surprised you let him out of the house on this one," Casey said. "But, damsel in distress is kinda his thing," he said, side eyeing her. Sarah frowned at him.

"I'm am not a damsel in distress," Sarah replied. Casey shrugged.

"Whatever you gotta tell yourself to sleep at night," Casey replied.

-ooooo-

"Why am I here?" Chuck asked.

"Because you stuck your nose into MY op!" Bryce yelled. Sarah stood beside Chuck, arms crossed, looking as pissed off as a baptized cat. "Don't even start, Sarah, he screwed this whole mission up."

"How the hell do you figure that, Larkin?" Casey asked. "We got everything Beckman asked for and more."

"He inserted himself into my op!" Bryce yelled again. Casey glared at him.

"Actually, it quit being your op when you took the easy way out," Carina said. Beckman really wished she had popcorn for this show. Bryce turned and started to say something but Carina shook her head. "I get it, you think I'm a piece of ass, a set of tits, and legs," she turned to Sarah. "Baby ears," she said, winking. "Or I'd say more." She turned back to Bryce. "I know how to use what I have to get what we need, and I'm good at it. But Bryce, you turned me out like a pimp does a prostitute, and Chuck saved my ass. Chuck got everything we needed without leaving me there, with little backup while you went and played assistant manager at the Buy More. You took the easy way out. I know my job, and I get what I have to do sometimes, and trust me, I don't mind it, but Bryce, you don't get to do that to me and if you ever do again, I'll shoot you and make sure you're dead this time."

"I swear he was last time," Casey said.

"General, I can't work with this team," Bryce said.

"If you don't work with this team, then you don't work at all," Beckman replied. "Shut up, Larkin, now!" Bryce shut up, shocked. "Mr. Bartowski, thank you."

"My pleasure, General," Chuck said. "I never mind helping out a friend of Sarah's, but I am a civilian."

"You are, and that is why you will be compensated for you work today," Beckman said. Chuck nodded, with a pleased smile on his face. "Casey, as the only NSA member on this team, it would make the most sense to place you in charge of this operation." Casey nodded. "However, I am not going to. Since Agent Larkin has shown what poor decision-making skills he possesses, and Agent Miller knows best how to handle certain situations. I am making Agent Miller AIC on this op." Carina grinned. "That also means that if the occasion arises that we can use Mr. Bartowski's skills that do not insert him into an op, it is your digression to do so." She surveyed the room. "However, Agent Miller, I would caution you to consult Mr. Bartowski's girlfriend before doing so."

"He's his own man," Sarah said.

"Chuck, I'm talking to Sarah first," Carina said.

"Oh, thank God!" Chuck replied.

"Bartowski, no one will ever question who wears the pants in your family," Casey said.

"Thanks, Casey," Chuck said. Casey looked at him, confused. "For believing in Sarah, the baby, and myself. I think you're the first person to call us a family." Casey turned away, a snarl on his face.

"General, I am the Intersect," Bryce said.

"Larkin you're a…what was the word again, Sarah?" Beckman asked.

"Douchenozzle, General," Sarah said, grinning. Beckman nodded.

"If you don't clean up your act, we'll be forced to put you in a bunker," Beckman said. Bryce swallowed.

"General," Chuck said nervously. "While I have some history with Bryce that isn't the best and part of me would love to see him there, he is the father of Sarah's child." Chuck felt every eye turn and look at him. "What I'm saying is, can we keep that as a last resort?" Beckman studied him. After a second she nodded.

"Agent Larkin, you have your orders. Agent Miller is AIC, and you might want to consider all your future actions," Beckman said. "Dismissed." Bryce nodded. Turned to Chuck, mouthed, "Thanks, Buddy," and left. Beckman looked at Chuck. "I would think you'd want him thrown in the deepest, darkest, hole."

"General, I grew up without either of my parents for a long time," Chuck began. "I know I'll be there for our child, but Bryce is her father. Regardless of how I feel about him, he deserves to have a shot at being a father, if that's what Sarah wants, that is. I hope he's a marvelous father for our daughter's sake." He shrugged. "I get that she'll probably get hurt, but doesn't she deserve to get that chance to try with her father?"

"So you're doing this for Bryce's and Sarah's baby?" Beckman asked. Chuck nodded. Beckman shook her head. "Remarkable," she said. "I'll make sure and expedite the payment. Thank you again, Mr. Bartowski," and with that she terminated the call. Chuck turned to Sarah.

"If I overstepped," he began. Sarah rushed to cut him off.

"No," she said. "No you didn't." She placed a hand on his chest, and gave him a look. "I wish I had someone like you watching my back when I was an agent." She hugged him and walked over to Carina, tears in her eyes. Chuck was a little shook up.

"You're a moron," Casey said. "But you're a hell of a man," he added, clapping Chuck on the shoulder. He handed Chuck a sports drink. "Drink up, you're gonna need it." Casey walked off, as Chuck stared at the drink.

"I'm never gonna understand that man," Chuck muttered. Carina pulled him in for a hug, much to his surprise.

"You know, I rarely get to hold someone like this," Carina said into his ear, grinning. "Usually they're only after one thing. You're a good one, Chuck."

"Thank you, AIC Miller," he replied. She gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"You saved my sexy ass today, you know that, right?" she asked. Chuck grinned at her.

"Really didn't notice it," Chuck said.

"Get out of here," Carina told him. "She'll want to talk with you."

"You're all coming to Christmas," Chuck said. "Bryce included, and take it up with Ellie if you disagree."

"Oh, hell no," Carina replied. "That woman scares me. Bye, Chuckles." She waved at him, and he returned it. He and Sarah left Castle. Sarah had her arm wrapped around Chuck's.

"Most guys would have tossed him in there and thrown away the key," Sarah said.

"Then I'd be no better than Bryce," Chuck replied. "I love you, Sarah."

"I love you, Chuck," she said. "So how do you feel about an August or September wedding?"

"Really?" he asked. "Wait, are you proposing?"

"What, no," Sarah said. "That would require me to get down on one knee."

"You'd never get back up," Chuck said. Sarah's mouth dropped in shock as Chuck took off running.

"You better hope I don't catch you, Chuck!" she yelled. "Because when I do, I'm gonna make you mine," she said to herself.

A/N: I wanted to through Bryce in a hole, but Chuck told me not to. I felt everyone of you laugh and roll your eyes at me when she said she knew 12 weeks was quick….I mean for me it's a life time apparently….Is there a wedding coming? Hehehehe… Hope you liked it, reviews and PMs are always welcomed…Til next time!

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