"Hey, sis. Good morning."

Ellie just looked ahead, not acknowledging Chuck, glaring.

" Or not. Could you pass the berry loops?"

" Are you sure you don't want any sizzling shrimp? " Ellie asked getting up off her chair.

"Right." Chuck said feeling guilty.

" You know, 'cause we have a whole lot of that left over."

" 'Cause I got back late last night."

" This is the point I'm trying to make. " Ellie said as she was walking out of the kitchen as Chuck followed her.

"And you're making it very well, I want you to know that."

"You know, it's one thing to let several pounds of shrimp go to waste, it's for you and Y/N to stand me up, but for the two of you to leave me with Morgan?"

"And we-we-we both feel terrible about that, believe me, we do. You know how much we adore sizzling shrimp. And you. More specifically you. It's just... Sarah wasn't feeling well, and... "

"Oh, well, what is it? I'm a doctor. "

"I believe, uh, she had a spastic colon. " Chuck couldn't believe he said that but it was the first thing that popped into his brain.

"Yuck."

" I know. A girl like that with a colon that spastic... "

"Well, you know what tomorrow is. " She said staring at him.

"Absolutely, yes. It's our, our very own October version of mother's day, and I wouldn't miss it for the world, I swear. Y/N won't either."

"I should hope not. But then again, I never figured that you would pass on sizzling shrimp, either." Ellie told him as she walked out the door to head to work.

After she left Chuck just stood there not believing what he said.

"Spastic colon what the f..."

Chuck was at work busy on the computer when you came in to see him on your break. Chuck looked up and saw you come over and he smiled.

"Hey Chuck! What's up?"

"Oh just checking out something real quick on the computer. Nothing big. What about you?"

"Oh you mean my glamourous life of cooking hot dogs? Fabulous." you said sarcastically with a smile on your face. Chuck laughed. "Thank God for Sarah now there though because I would probably have to shoot myself."

"Oh! Speaking of Sarah. If Ellie asks. she has a spastic colon."

"What?"

"Had to cover about why we didn't show up last night and it was the first thing that came to mind."

"Right... Okay then. But spastic colon? Really?"

"Yeah I'm not proud about it."

You shook your head and laughed. All of a sudden Casey came walking over to you two and you and Chuck walked with him.

"So we went over the department of defense files on Mei-Ling again .Sorry, no flashes. " Chuck said.

"Well, she's here for a reason. Maybe you'll flash on something tonight. "

"Tonight?" you asked.

" Yeah, we're running a surveillance op on her. We're gonna tail her, see if you two flash on anyone she's talking to. Might tell us why she's here." Casey explained.

"Our first stakeout. Okay. Okay, yeah. What do we need to bring? Sweater? Light jacket?" Chuck asked.

" No, you just bring that computer in your heads."

"Okay, you know what? We have a lot more to offer this team, other than the intersect. For instance, what are we doing for tunes tonight? Y/NN and I can make a stakeout mix."

"Oooh! Yes! I already have songs in mind." you said excited and you went to high five Chuck.

Big Mike then came walking up.

"John I need all the green shirts in my office, on the double."

"Mmm...Have fun. " Chuck said teasingly.

Casey punched him in the stomach first before leaving.

"That's really not... Fair." Chuck said in pain.

"Ohh Chuck." you said coming to stand closer to him.

It was night time now and you and Chuck were in the back of a van with Sarah and Casey sitting up front, keeping an eye on the restaurant for any activity.

"Hey, we have a bogey at 6:00 here." Casey said as he saw a man approaching the van.

" Uh, excuse me. Someone send in an order for sizzling shrimp?" It was a delivery guy from the restaurant. "A Mr. and Mrs. Carmichael? "

"Yeah. Yeah, that's us. That's us." Chuck said appearing in between Sarah and Casey." I'll take that. Thank you very much. You go ahead and keep the change."

" Thank you... "

"Have a good night. "

Sarah smiled as Casey just glared at the two of you.

"What? It's for Morgan. I called it in."

" The idea behind a stakeout is to remain inconspicuous, you moron."

"Uh, hello? That's why I used an alias."

"Yeah... why did you use our married couple one?" you asked.

"Oh well I-I- I felt like it?"

You just smirked at him as he was blushing.

Sarah then saw a limo pulling up along the side and a group of men coming out.

"Hey, I think we have some company." Sarah said.

"Who's that?" Chuck asked.

" Old ironside is Ben Lo Pan. He's the local big shot businessman. Owns, like, half of Chinatown."

"And there's Mei-Ling. We're on." Sarah said as Mei-Ling got on her motorcycle.

" Hey, hey, hey, she's gonna get ahead of us." you said.

"No, we're good. Always leave a 30-yard cushion from your target on the tail. She's following Ben Lo Pan's limo." Sarah said.

"Oh, a tail on a tail. Does that mean, like, a 60-yard cushion or would you say the regular tail rules apply in this situa..." Chuck was starting to ask till Casey put his hand over Chuck's face and pushed him back.

You followed them all the way to this building. Mei-Ling got off her bike and pulled out a gun.

"Glocks on a crotch rocket. My kind of gal." Casey said.

As you and Chuck stared at her you both began to flash as you looked at her gun.

"Those aren't glocks. They're Chinese army-issue pistols. " you said.

"She's not here on a spy mission. She's here to assassinate the guy in the wheelchair." Chuck added.

"You sure? " Casey asked.

"Yeah, we're pretty sure. You know, locked away in the brain here. I mean, we're not bragging. The intersect's doing all the heavy lifting." Chuck said for both of you.

"Okay, we can't wait for the cops. By the time they get here, Mei-Ling or Ben Lo Pan may be dead or both." Sarah said.

" Mei-Ling could be a small part of a larger operation. We need her alive. We want to find out what she knows. We catch her, the Chinese spy has a lot we'd love to hear."

"All right, Chuck and Y/N, pull the car around front."

"What? Around the front? Then what do we do?"

" Stay in the car. " Sarah said.

"Our four favorite words." you said looking at Chuck.

You and Chuck were now chilling in the van at the front, not knowing what to do.

"Well...we may as well eat some shrimp here." Chuck said.

"Yeah. I am getting pretty hungry now. But wasn't it for Morgan?"

"Yeah but there will still be a box for him so he'll be good."

"Okay then."

As you were eating Chuck began to play with his shrimp and you couldn't help but laugh. The man was a major goofball but that was one of things you loved about him.

"I'm gonna get ya. I'm gonna get ya. Oh, don't eat me! Boy, you're dead. Come on."

"You are such a nerd."

"Yeah but you love me."

You looked down and blushed. Oh you really did love him. You just wished you could gather the courage to tell him so.

"Hey...you got that mix CD?" you asked.

"Of course! We worked way too hard on it to forget it."

Chuck reached at the back and grabbed the CD out of his bag and popped it in. Private Eyes by Hall and Oates came on and you both began to jam and sing along.

"I love this song so much!!" you said.

"Good choice Y/NN!"

"Of course it is! It is THE stakeout song."

"Stakeouts are kinda fun!"

After a while you and Chuck can hear some commotion coming from the building and gunshots.

"Gunshots. Gunshots. Listen to Sarah and Casey; stay in the car." Chuck said.

" Hey, the wheelchair guy." you pointed out and Chuck looked over.

"We should help him out." you said. "Hey, let me help you get out of here. " you shouted while getting out of the van.

"Wait Y/N!" Chuck shouted following after you.

"Yeah, help me! Help me! A lady's trying to kill me. My car, this way." you grabbed on to the man's wheel chair and pushed him down as Chuck ran next to you.

"I think I'm fine now. " the man said as you got him to his car.

"Here, here you go."

All of a sudden a few men came out dragging out another man tied up and gagged.

"Why is he tied up?" you asked.

" Throw him in the trunk!" The man shouted.

" What? The trunk? That's not very... Nice." Chuck said as they tossed the man in, closing the trunk. All of a sudden Mei-Ling came out shooting at the men. You and Chuck ducked and shouted as the car took off and she continued to shoot.

She then turned to the both of you, guns pointed.

"Where are they taking him?" she shouted.

" I don't know! I don't know!" Chuck yelled as you both continued to duck and he kept his arm around you.

" You two work for him? "

"What? No, no, no, wait-- hold on a second. I was just trying to help an old guy in a wheelchair, who puts people in trunks." you said as you and Chuck slowly got up. You kept a grip on Chuck's arm.

"You idiot. That old man is triad. Chinese mafia. That was my brother he threw in the trunk"

"Your brother? You were trying to... Rescue him." you said feeling bad.

"Until you got in the way."

"Federal agent! Drop your gun! " Sarah yelled running towards you along with Casey. Mei-Ling ran away.

"No, no, no! No, no, no, s-sar-Sarah..." you yelled trying to stop her.

"Y/N ,Chuck, are you okay?" she asked.

" Yeah." you said.

" Are you hurt?"

" No. "

"What the Hell just happened?" Casey asked.

" She was just trying to rescue her brother." Chuck said.

" I guess we were wrong." you said sadly.

"We blew it." Chuck said as you looked at him and then laid your head on his shoulder. Both of you feeling awful.