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The Wiener Guy - part two
Title: The Wiener Guy
Author: Ru_salki99
Rating: R
Pairing: Chuck/Casey
Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck
Summary: What if Chuck was gay? Sarah couldn't pretend to be his girlfriend because... well he's gay. What to do? Hmmm. That's a toughie.




“Dinner? With your sister and her boyfriend?” Casey asked incredulously as he gave the waiting customer her order.

“Yes, she wants to meet you,” Chuck explained.

Casey frowned and began serving the next customer whose eyes were practically bugging out of his head at the topic of conversation.

“I live next door,” Casey said, “I’ve met her a dozen times already.”

Chuck sighed, “Look, if you don’t want to that’s fine. But you’re my boyfriend remember. We’ve been together for a few weeks now and so she wants to have dinner with you, get to know you a bit better.”

Casey gave the terrified looking customer his order and then turned to Chuck, “What time?”

“Uh, seven thirty?” Chuck suggested.

“Okay. I’ll be there.”

Chuck grinned, “Excellent. I’ll just phone her now,” he said as he made to walk away.

“Chuck?” Casey called after him, “You forgetting something?”

“What?” Chuck asked in confusion, but then noticing the look in Casey’s eyes he leaned over the counter and placed a very chaste kiss on his lips, “You taste like wiener,” he said as he pulled back.

“As much as I hate to say it, that’s not the first time someone’s said that to me,” Casey grinned.

Chuck blushed and made a quick exit, trying his best to avoid the giggling group of girls who seemed to have taken up permanent residence in the wienerlicious.

That night as they waited for Casey to arrive, Chuck didn’t think he’d felt so nervous. Ellie of course thought it was because he was nervous about what they would all think of Casey. But of course, in reality, he was just terrified of what Casey might do if someone said the wrong thing. But then, he kept trying to convince himself of the fact that Casey was a spy and had more than likely done this kind of thing before. Which in actuality, just made him freak out a little bit more.

Eventually though, seven thirty came and along with it, a knock on the door. Chuck raced to it to stop Ellie from answering and was extremely surprised to see Casey standing there with a plate of mini quiches in his hand.

“Hi,” Casey smiled.

“Uh, hi,” Chuck smiled back, allowing Casey to kiss him on the cheek. It took him a couple of seconds but he eventually got his wits about him and took the plate off Casey and stood back to allow him in, “So, this is Casey,” he said, “Casey, this is Ellie, Devon and Morgan.”

“Nice to finally meet you all properly,” Casey smiled. Casey smiling was really starting to unnerve Chuck somewhat as he barely ever did it. In fact, he was pretty sure he only ever smiled when they were in public.

After that things more or less went pretty smooth. Ellie and Devon seemed to like Casey. Even Morgan liked him which was just very strange as he was usually very judgemental of anyone Chuck was dating. Of course, that was until Casey felt his phone vibrate against his leg half way through dessert. Checking the message, he did his best not to frown. It was from Sarah. Apparently there was a tip off about a group of German crime lords doing some dealings at the other side of the city.

“Chuck, can have a word with you?” he asked.

“Uh, yeah sure,” Chuck said before standing and leading Casey into his room, “What’s up?”

“Otto Zelig,” Casey said. It was instantaneous. All this information flashed up about Otto Zelig and his dealings, which was mostly in illegal arms, but he also dealt in the slave trade, the slaves mostly female and being made to work in the sex industry.

“He’s a bad man,” Chuck gasped.

“No shit,” Casey said, “Got a tip off from Sarah. We need to go and find out exactly what he’s up to.”

“What now?”

“Yes now,” Casey snapped before grabbing Chuck’s hand and leading him back out to where everyone was waiting for them, “I’m sorry, but I’ve got a bit of a family emergency. I have to go.”

“Oh is everything alright?” Ellie asked with a frown.

“It will be. Thanks,” Casey nodded, “Dinner was beautiful by the way. We should do it again.”

“Definitely,” Ellie nodded.

“I’m going to go with him,” Chuck said, “You know, make sure he’s alright.”

“Oh okay. Well just call me if you need me for anything,” Ellie told him.

“Will do,” Chuck nodded as he was dragged out of the door by Casey.

They took Casey’s car as it was nice and black. Not white and red with the giant words ‘nerd herd’ on the side. That would surely get them noticed. They picked up Sarah on the way who smiled at them both as she climbed into the back of the car.

“So, how was dinner?” she asked.

“You know, I think they actually liked him,” Chuck said.

“Course they liked me,” Casey snapped, “I’m a very likable person.”

Chuck and Sarah just looked at him in disbelief before Sarah began to fill them in on what she knew and what they needed Chuck to do.

Casey drove like a wild man and so they reached their destination in no time. They pulled up at what Casey deemed a safe distance from where they could watch what was happening.

“Anything Chuck?” Sarah asked.

Chuck shook his head, “I don’t recognise any of them,” he said. There was a group of around six men in suits standing around looking extremely suspicious and were clearly up to no good, but Chuck was getting nothing on them.

“Must be new recruits,” Casey said as he took pictures of them all.

They must have sat there for around an hour (Chuck moaning that he really needed to use the bathroom for three quarters of that hour) before something happened.

“Okay, there’s nothing happening here,” Casey said, “We might as well go home. Regroup tomorrow.”

“Wait,” Chuck said as a finely dressed woman in a power suit stepped up to one of the men. She shook his hand before pulling out a gun and shooting him between the eyes. The other five men smiled and followed her out of sight.

“Who was that?”

“Annette Zelig,” Chuck said, “Otto’s daughter.”

“She work for her father?” Casey asked.

“No. She’s in the pharmaceutical business.”

Casey growled and turned to Sarah, “Looks like we got the wrong Zelig,” he told her, “Get the DEA on the phone. This is their territory.”

“What? She’s getting away,” Chuck said, “Aren’t you going to do anything?”

“If this is drugs, we don’t have the jurisdiction to do anything,” Sarah said, “Not unless her father is involved.”

“Well he might be...”

“What is wrong with you?” Casey asked as he started up the engine, “Anyone would think you wanted to get yourself stuck in a life or death situation.”

“It’s not that,” Chuck said, “I just. I guess I don’t really like the idea of a very dangerous international drug dealer being able to move freely through the country.”

“She won’t be,” Sarah said, “Once we’ve alerted the DEA to her presence they’ll be keeping a close eye on her.”

Chuck sighed and sat back in his seat. That had been a complete waste of time, and he’d had to leave dinner for it.

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head about it,” Casey said, ruffling his hair in a very patronising manner as Sarah spoke to the DEA in the back seat.

“It was just a waste of our time. I could’ve been doing something else the whole time we were out here.”

“Like what? Playing Call of Duty with Grimes?” Casey asked.

“Yes. Exactly.”

Casey raised an eyebrow at him, “And you wonder why you’re single.”

“Boys, enough,” Sarah said as she hung up, “The DEA are dealing with it. Best to just forget about it for now Chuck. Take the night off.”

“Take the night off? It’s nearly midnight.”

“Yeah Walker, it’s well passed Charles’ bedtime,” Casey grinned.

“And you would know how exactly?” Chuck asked him.

Casey’s grin got even wider, “I have my ways.”

They carried on bickering with each other the entire way back to Sarah’s and then back to their own homes.

“Good night then Casey,” Chuck said as he climbed out the car.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Well, it’s like you said,” Chuck began as he put his hands on his hips, “It’s well passed my bed time. And so I should really be getting to bed.”

Casey nodded, “Okay. But you’re sleeping in my bed tonight.”

“I’m what?”

But Casey didn’t answer him, instead grabbing his hand and pulling him into his apartment, “Your sister and her boyfriend think we haven’t started sleeping with each other yet.”

“So?” Chuck asked, blushing slightly.

“So, we’ve been dating now for almost a month. I think it’s been long enough,” Casey told him as he stepped forward and in turn making Chuck step backward until his back was against the wall.

“I thought you said we were never going to have sex,” Chuck said feebly.

“I did,” Casey nodded as he examined Chuck’s face, “Don’t tell me you’ve never shared a bed with someone who you’ve not had sex with.”

“Well, Morgan but he doesn’t really count.”

Casey smiled, “Just keep your hands to yourself,” he said as he stepped back and pointed to the stairs, “I’ll be up in a minute.”

Chuck all but ran up the stairs to get away from Casey. There were only two rooms up the stairs. One was a bathroom, the other was the bedroom. He cautiously pushed the door open, not really knowing what to expect. However as he stepped inside he was pleasantly surprised. The bedroom was very neatly organised, much like the downstairs of the house, but seemed to be very heavily influenced by Japanese style. There was a small wardrobe and a set of drawers against the opposite wall and then there was the very neatly made, low down bed that faced the window.

He noticed that the side nearest the door had a heavy hardback book sitting next to the pillow and so that must be the side Casey slept on. And so wanting to get into the bed before Casey came up the stairs, he walked round to the opposite side, kicked off his shoes and began to remove his pants. He was in two minds about whether to take his shirt off or not as he wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

“Nice drawers,” Casey said with a grin as he came into the room.

Chuck looked down at his black boxers with yellow happy faces on them and blushed, “Do you um, do you have a t-shirt or something I can borrow?”

“Bottom drawer,” Casey told him as he removed his own clothing.

Chuck quickly turned away and pulled a grey t-shirt with a black design on the front, “You were in the navy seals?” he asked in surprise as he looked down at the image on the t-shirt.

“Damn right I was,” Casey said as he shrugged off his shirt, showing not only and extremely hairy chest, but two large scars on his back that looked to be from a bullet and a knife and also a navy seals tattoo on his left shoulder, “If you’re going to wear that one you better be careful with it.”

“What?” Chuck asked as he’d been too busy staring at Casey’s very muscular and very pretty back.

“My shirt. Be careful with it or I’ll have to hurt you.”

“Oh, right. Course,” Chuck nodded before quickly turning and unbuttoning his shirt. As he shrugged his shirt off, he was aware of Casey pulling back the covers and crawling into bed. Feeling his eyes on him he quickly pulled the much too big t-shirt on him and fell down onto the bed.

“You good?” Casey asked as Chuck settled into the bed, lying right on the edge and as far away from Casey as possible.

“Yeah. I’m good.”

“Alright then,” Casey grunted before turning the light out.

Chuck lay with his back to Casey for what seemed like forever before the sound of Casey’s breath became deeper and evened out. Needing to stretch out as it was actually kinda painful lying like that he turned round onto his back. Casey too was lying on his back, hands resting on his naked abdomen as the sheets were slung low around his hips.

He was kind of nice to look at Chuck thought, and he looked so much more peaceful in his sleep than he did when he was awake. Chuck was sure he could watch him all night.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” Casey grumbled before pulling the sheet up and turning on his side away from Chuck.

Chuck bit his lip and closed his eyes. He just knew he wasn’t going to get any sleep tonight, especially not now that little Chuck had stood up and taken notice. It was going to be a very long night.


TBC