You, Chuck and Sarah all entered the hotel. Chuck had both you and Sarah on his arms as you walked down the lobby towards the elevator. Casey was dressed as a bell hop.

"Was it absolutely necessary for you ladies to dress up like a... ?"

" An escort?" Sarah replied.

" Yeah, yeah, an escort. And why exactly are Mr. and Mrs. Carmichael with one? We getting a little freaky? Is that why you're dressed like one too Y/N? I mean we are an attractive couple, did we really need to pay you to have sex with us?"

"The Waldron is notorious for its high-end businessmen and their trysts. It's our cover, so sell it." Sarah said as she pulled you both into the elevator.

"I'm not complaining seeing you dressed like this babe." Chuck said, checking you out and you winked at him.

Once you all reached the hotel room, you all changed into black t shirts and pants.

"I've got the security feed. It looks like the FBI has Guy's room on lockdown. We won't be asking permission before we slip in. We'll just enter through the ventilation system." Casey said.

And going through the ventilation system you did. Casey was leading, then it was Sarah, you then Chuck.

"Hey, hey... how long is this going to take?" Chuck asked as you were all crawling through the vents.

" What's the matter, Bartowski, you and L/N got a date?"

" Actually, yes." you said.

" Ow! " you heard Chuck shout and you turned your head the best you could to look at him.

"You okay?"

"Yeah."

"Look, we're just trying to figure out what time we're going to be home. Makes it easier for us to plan our date night." you said.

"Well, just do the cover math. How long would it take for a businessman and his wife to have a threesome with a prostitute?"

You made it to the room you needed to get to. You, Sarah and Casey were already down. You and Sarah looked up and could see that Chuck was struggling to get down.

"What are you doing?" Sarah asked.

Chuck all of a sudden fell down, right on his back, onto the ground. You gasped.

"Shh! It's the FBI. They're dumb, not deaf." Casey scolded.

"Thanks."

"You okay babe?" you asked, stepping beside him.

"Yeah. I think so."

You reached out your hand and he grabbed it and you helped him up.

You all began to look around Guy's room, looking for the list of Fulcrum agents. Chuck's phone began to ring. You all looked at him.

"Sorry!" Chuck whispered. As he leaned down to turn off his phone, he looked over and saw a box which he flashed on.

Chuck waved you all over and you all rushed over to him to see what he found.

All of a sudden you all heard gun shots out in the hallway. You all needed to get out of the room fast.

Casey stood below the vent and helped Sarah then you up. It was a bit of a challenge to get Chuck up there but he managed. Casey got up just in time before the man who fired the gun, came walking into the room.

"Does the word "silent" have a different meaning in geek that I'm not aware of?" Casey asked.

" Look, I'm sorry. I thought it was on vibrate. At least I got the list."

You and Sarah were checking out the box.

"Is this what I think it is?" you asked looking at Chuck.

"Yeah! It's a Venetian Puzzle Box."

These were popular with Renaissance spies." you added looking back at the box.

"It's locked." Sarah said.

"Hey-- beh, beh, beh." Chuck said, removing Sarah's hands from the box." The running, jumping, shooting people part of the job, that's all you guys. But the puzzles, that's all me."

"Hey... I'm pretty good at them too." you said, crossing your arms.

"That is true."

Sarah went to stand beside Casey as you and Chuck tried to figure out the puzzle.

"See you think it would be numerals one through 12 in a row." Chuck started.

" But these boxes used a complicated Fibonacci sequence." you finished.

You and Chuck were figuring it out together when it finally unlocked. You and Chuck looked at each other and smiled.

Casey and Sarah were impressed.

" Let's see what we got." Chuck said.

Soon as you opened it though, there was just a little device in there and you and Chuck looked at each other confused then looked back at it when all of a sudden something sprayed out at you both.

"Guys! Gas!" you shouted as you and Chuck were coughing.

" We'll be right back with a containment unit." Casey shouted as he and Sarah ran out.

"What do we do?!" Chuck shouted, panicking.

"Let's get our clothes off! Now!"

You and Chuck quickly started to strip down.

"Let's get into the showers!" you shouted again as you both ran to the bathroom.

"Chuck get your pants off!"

"I'm trying!"

He finally did and now you were just in your bra and panties and Chuck was in his boxers. You both hopped into the shower and you turned on the water.

"Oh, cold! So-so-so cold!" Chuck complained.

" Use the soap!"

You and Chuck were both washing yourselves and each other, making sure you had gotten every inch.

"This sucks!" you said, frustrated.

After cleaning yourselves, you and Chuck stood in the shower, water warm now.

"You okay?" Chuck asked.

"Yeah. I'm okay. Are you?"

"Yeah."

"Why did this have to happen?" you said leaning your forehead on Chuck's shoulder and he wrapped his arms around you. Both of you sighed.