Casey's Own Personal Code Pineapple (Chapter 2)
Title: Casey's Own Personal Code Pineapple (COPCP)
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em
Chapter: 2/?
Rating: N/C 17
Pairings: Chuck/Casey; Some Bryce/Sara; Morgan/Alex; Orion/Frost; Ellie/Devon
Warnings: Language, Smut, Violence
Spoilers: All of Chuck up through series finale, somewhat....
Summary: Casey gets a scare that he never dreamed would happen; being Chuck's handler meant saving him on a daily basis and made for a very paranoid Casey, but he never saw this coming...
Link To Introduction: http://alexisk11.livejournal.com/529.html
Link To Chapter 1: http://alexisk11.livejournal.com/964.html
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Chapter 2
After resting for a while and a nice long, hot shower with Casey, Chuck felt amazing. He supposes it could have something to do with the fact that his big, badass, emotionally stifled, NSA agent boyfriend was completely taken and in love with him. He didn't care why he felt this way, he just wished the feeling could last a little while longer cause he knew soon it would be all business and emotional shutdown while he was at the joint NSA, CIA, FBI and Homeland Security compound with Beckman and the rest of her team of agents. Hell there were probably other alphabet agencies involved too, unless he happened to flash on anyone he really didn't know what agency they were from, so he had no way of knowing just how many agencies were involved in the joint effort to bring down the newest bad guy group, Titan. Honestly Chuck was sick of hiding their relationship from everyone but he knew it was the safest thing. One would think with DADT being repealed and the fact that he was actually a trained agent and not Casey's asset it wouldn't matter; however the fact remained he was still a fairly new agent and still needed a handler, who happened to the the one and only Colonel John Casey. Really they were lucky Chuck still had the intersect and it was still of up-most secrecy or Chuck could have gotten anybody as his handler. Beckman decided however, to keep Team Bartowski together and add another member, Chuck's ex-best friend from college, turned nemesis, turned friend again, Bryce Larkin. Needless to say Casey was not pleased, and still threatened to kill Larkin on a daily basis, that is until Chuck finally persuaded Casey to let it go. Chuck was happy to have the chance to get reacquainted with the CIA agent, and it also made Sarah very happy to have Bryce back, which Chuck was glad for too now that he had Casey. Chuck was still fairly certain though that the only reason Casey hasn’t killed Bryce, again, is because he cares about Chuck and Sarah, and having Bryce back made them both happy.
Chuck was so lost in his own thoughts that he never noticed Casey sneak up behind him till it was too late and Casey had him pinned between the dresser and his rock hard, very naked body. Chuck yelped as Casey helped himself to a handful of his ass.
“Could you be a little less rough big guy, remember the mission, falling, fighting, bruises? Oh and not to mention our own little missions last night and this morning, and then again in the shower....”
“Buck up solider. What's up with you Bartowski? You look like Morgan stole your new advanced copy of Halo 4 or something.”
“He did, but that's besides the point," Chuck grumbled, “I'm fine I was just thinking about work that's all,” Chuck tried to convince Casey as Casey just gave him a look in the mirror that said he wasn’t buying it. “Really I am, I'm actually great just trying to turn down my emotions before we go in, I don't need everyone asking questions that I can't answer.”
“Eh, good thinking Bartowski. Chuck, look at me,” Casey said as Chuck raised his head to lock eyes with Casey in the mirror. “I know you hate this, and believe me even though it may not seem that way, I do too. I wish I could let everyone know that your mine, especially that little shit Larkin...”
“Casey how many times do we have to go over this? Bryce is with Sarah, Bryce is happy with Sarah, just because me and Bryce had a fleeting thing in college doesn't mean anything, it's been almost 8 years now, I love you, I'm happy with you, Bryce is just my friend, the same as Sarah.”
“Eh, I still don't like him, or the way he looks at you.”
Chuck just made a frustrated sound and wiggled around to face his boyfriend. Giving him one long kiss he wiggled out from under his arm to grab his shirt and finish getting dressed.
“Hey don't put that on yet eh, think we have time for another round before we have to leave?” Casey said glancing over at the clock, “Yea I think we do...”
“Jesus Casey, seriously?” Chuck said making his way out the door and down the hall, “This would be like what, round 4? and that's not even counting last nights escapades, I'm going to make us breakfast, “you,” Chuck said while peaking around the door frame back into the room, “Get dressed!” Chuck turned and walked away with a frustrated puff of air. “You have 15 minuets!” he yelled while descending their steps down into the kitchen.
“Yea, yea” Casey grumbled and mock saluted towards the door while pulling his pants on.
He stood up looking in the mirror as he pulled his shirt on and started on the buttons. Examining himself in the mirror Casey thought the kid really did deserve better but hell, he wasn't leaving. He knew he could protect Chuck, take care of him better than anybody else could. He may not be the best boyfriend or for showing Chuck that he is loved, and he may be emotionally shut off 99% of the time but for some un-godly reason Chuck loved him, and Casey knew he was damn lucky. Fuck after all the heartaches and betrayals both of them had been through it was about time for them to be happy with someone they could trust, and that just happened to be each other. The kids smile could disarm anyone but fuck if it didn't work wonders on Casey. Between Chuck's somehow still intact aura of innocence and that damn smile, Casey could never stay mad at Chuck for long. Unless he put his life in danger to save Casey himself or Sarah or Larkin, then that was a whole other story that Casey didn't feel like remembering. It was terrifying enough the first time through, and the second....and the third. The kid never did listen to directions.
“Casey, you coming down? Breakfast awaits!”
Damn has it already been 15 minuets? Casey quickly glances at his watch, fuck it's been almost 20. He grabs his shoes and suit jacket and quickly walks down the stairs to join Chuck at the Island.
“So is this actually edible Bartowski or should we just call in sick already?”
“Haha very funny Casey, but it's a little hard to screw up Eggo's you put in the toaster and fresh fruit salad with that orange juice you like.” Chuck said while pouring a huge helping of syrup on his waffles.
“Your gonna drown them Chuck, and that syrup that you like so much has a lot of sugar, I really do not want to deal with a hyped up, well, you for the ride into D.C. So lay off it a bit huh?”
“Yea yea Casey, I'm not a little kid, I don't get that hyper anyway. Plus you didn't complain the last time that I was hyped up on Mountain Dew and other sugary substances, after that gaming night with Morgan and Jeffster.”
“Yea cause we were at home and I was getting laid, not gonna complain there.” Casey said with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders while taking a bite of his waffles.
“You are impossible!” Chuck said before going back to stuffing his face with waffles and fruit. “Besides, I really didn't use that much.”
“Yea that's why it's dripping down your fork and hand, try not to get it on yourself, we really don't have time for you to go dilly dallying around and change.”
“Oh? But I thought we had enough time for round 4 earlier and now I won't have time to change?
Tell me, how exactly does that work Casey?”
“Easy, quickie on the bedroom floor and grab breakfast to go.”
“Wow real romantic there big guy huh? Nice, Casey.”
“What, you asked. Anyway we really better get going or we are going to be late, come on.” Casey grabbed both of their plates to rinse off and throw in the dishwasher for later, then grabbing the keys and his sunglasses headed for the door with Chuck not far behind him. “Uh Chuck, aren't you forgetting something?”
“Wha-...oh, oh yea!” he said while grabbing his suit jacket, “Ok now I'm ready, let's roll.” he said while gesturing towards the door. They walked out and Chuck waited while Casey set the alarms and locked all the locks before heading towards the Vic.
“Here's to hoping today goes smoothly.”
“Dammit Bartowski, that's almost as bad as saying 'one last mission,' you just jinxed us and that is the last thing we need. We're gonna need all the help we can get.”
“Oh fuck.”
End Chapter 2
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Author Note: Well this is not proofread at all, only as I was going through typing it did I proofread so there are commas missing and such I know, I honestly don't mind people pointing that stuff out for me!!!!! Please do!!!
There are really bad tense changes throughout this whole thing, that's always my worst habit, but having to go through and change them all the time in my other writing makes me not care, I want this to be a fun side project for myself so I’m really not worrying too too much about errors or even if it's up to par with my standards. I won't mind suggestions though!! I swear!!
Yes I did 'steal' the name Titan from 'Days Of Our Lives'..... (Victor's Company).....
I wasn't going to include any of this in my original story, and I feel like this may be taking on a life of it's own and it's definitely going to be longer than I had anticipated but hey...
That is all until next time, I hope everyone is doing well and real life isn't being too demanding of you!! :)
Link To Chapter 3: http://alexisk11.livejournal.com/2662.html