You and Chuck came out of the shower, both only wrapped in towels still. You heard a knock on the door.

"Chuck can you grab that? It's Casey and Sarah."

"Yeah!"

Chuck ran to the door quickly, opened it, only to find Jill standing there. Her jaw dropped when she saw you and Chuck, with only towels on and no clothes.

"Jill!"

"Jill?!" you turned, shocked!

"How did you..."

"The bellman sent me to your room. Is there something you want to tell me about you and Y/N?"

"Ummmm..."

Jill just shook her head and walked out. Chuck closed the door and turned to look at you.

"Did you almost tell her about us?"

"Yeah..."

"Honey..."

"I'm sorry. I just can't wait till this is all over and I can get Jill off of me and tell her we're dating."

"I know. Me too." you told him as you stepped closer to him and hugged him.

Casey and Sarah finally arrived back and they tested what sprayed on you and Chuck. You and Chuck were both in robes now and pacing the room.

"How long... how long does this thing take? Does-does this, does this give us the antidote?Because I think I feel my throat is closing up on me right now." you asked.

The test was over.

" What is it? What is it, flesh-eating bacteria or anthrax? Are we gonna die?" Chuck asked, all panicky.

"Nope." Sarah confirmed.

" But you can add ice and give it to little kids to sell on street corners." Casey added.

" I knew it." Chuck started then turned to you." Drugs."

"It's powdered fruit punch, dumb ass." Casey said.

"Great... so we were fearing for each other's lives over fruit punch?" Chuck asked.

"That's fantastic." you said, sarcastically.

"Common spy problem."

"Really?" Chuck said in a sarcastic tone.

You and Chuck went back to his place after that was all done.

"Well that was...something." Chuck said as you both walked into his room, changed into pajamas, and plopped on his bed.

" I still feel like an idiot freaking out over the fruit punch."

You and Chuck laughed a little thinking about it.

"What if we did get poisoned though? Seriously? There has so much we haven't done yet and-"

"Baby. Relax. We're fine. We didn't get poisoned and we will live another day."

"But-"

"Ah!" you stopped him and placed a finger on his lips. "No."

"But-"

"Oh shut up Chuck." you then leaned over and grabbed his face and kissed him. You were kissing for a little when you finally pulled away and Chuck pulled you in close and you were both just cuddling now.

"Not to ruin the mood or anything but...you do need to talk to Jill."

"Yeah that did ruin the mood a bit."

You giggled.

"I'm sorry. But it is a part of your cover right now. Believe me I'd rather we just left it at that and she was gone but this mission still ain't done."

"I know. Tomorrow though? I just want to enjoy tonight with you knowing she ain't going to bother me tonight."

"Fine by me." you told him with a smile.

Chuck smiled back at you and pulled you in close again and you both closed your eyes and went to sleep.

The next day, you were with Sarah and Casey down in Castle. You all turned when you heard the door open and saw Chuck walk in and to all of your surprise, Jill.

"You brought her here?" Sarah asked.

" Um... Bartowski, it's not a secret location if you invite people over." Casey said.

" Okay, but Jill here, Jill knows about Guy's puzzles." Chuck explained.

"They just found two dead FBI agents in LaFleur's room. Now's not the time to be planning game night."

"Casey..." you started.

" Jill, would you please tell them what you told me, about how the fruit punch might actually be a clue."

"Guy's paranoia manifested itself in obscure ways: odd literary references, mathematical proofs. The log-on for his computer was a randomly selected word from a piece of Vogon poetry." Jill began.

"So what do you think the fruit punch might mean?" you asked.

"What kind of fruit punch was it?"

"Uh, I guess, traditional fruit punch." Sarah answered.

"You guess? Please tell me you got the exact formula."

You all looked around, all having no answer.

" Okay, um, is there a mass spectrometer around?" Jill asked Chuck.

"Casey, get the spectrometer. Do we have one of those?" Chuck asked.

Jill was busy testing the box, while you and Chuck were standing next to each other, by the computer, while Sarah and Casey were standing on the other side.

"Now we compare the crystalline powder's chemical composition with a list of known products."

The results finally popped up on the computer.

" It's, um, it's Rootin' Raspberry-flavored Hi-C." you said.

"Rootin' Raspberry? Maybe... Maybe it has something to do with a football team or cheerleaders?" Jill guessed.

" What about international waters?" Sarah asked.

" High seas. That's good. That's good."

" Wait, guys, guys, this is a music box. It's a music box. It's not high sea-- S-E-A. It's high "C, " like a musical note-- high "C. " " Chuck figured out.

"Where's a pitch pipe when you need one?" you asked.

Out of nowhere, Casey belted out a high C note and you all stared at him, wide eyed and shocked.

But it worked and a slot opened in the box.

"Hey!" Chuck said excited, then looked back up at Casey confused." What?"

"Choir boy." Casey explained. You and Sarah looked at him amazed. "What? I wasn't hatched."

"Ha-ha-ha! Check it out! Those are opera glasses." You and Chuck looked at them and you both the flashed on them. "Oh! No... actually, they're not. Um, this is a key. A key to a very super secret lock box."

" The Culper Ring used to use stuff like that to pass information during the Revolutionary War days." you finished.

"Wow, guys, that's impressive." Jill said, looking at you both.

" Yeah, nice going there, brainiacs. But before you go getting all full of yourself-- if this is the key, where's the lock?"

" The question, my dear Casey is: Where's the opera?" Chuck asked while you smirked at Casey.

You all made it to the opera, along with Jill too. Jill went along with you and Chuck while Casey and Sarah went off to do their thing.

"You're not concerned to involve a civilian in a covert government investigation?" Sarah asked.

"Ah, the girl's personal knowledge of Guy LaFleur makes her of use to us. What's the matter? Concerned for you new bestie?"

"No...A little yes. I saw how Y/N was before her and Chuck were together. It was torture for her. Now she's basically forced to be apart from him again while we force Chuck to go on dates with his ex? It's messed up."

"Ah whatever. It's almost done anyways. Now where are that doofuses?"

Jill brought you both to a booth.

" Guy loved the opera. Here's his family's box."

" Whoa! Not bad. You really feel like you're on top of the action." Chuck said.

"How do you know what you're looking for?" Jill asked.

" Oh, well... it'll match the end of this key." you began as you pulled the key out of your pocket." You know, something... something..." you and Chuck bent down to find something. You then saw a spot on the ground with a lock that matched the key perfectly. "Like this."

"Shall we see what we got?" Chuck asked, smiling.

You popped the the slot open and pulled out a box.

" Bingo." you and Chuck said.

You all met up with Sarah and Casey on the stage, bringing the box to them.

"Hey, we got it!" Chuck called out.

" Mr. Kolfi, we'll be out of your hair in a minute, okay?" Casey told the director of the opera.

" I don't have a minute. We are trying to rehearse."

"This is a quick, quick, quick minute. You know, government stuff." Chuck said turning to him.

"Watch out." Casey said as he opened up the box.

A bomb was in there.

" Casey, that's a bomb." Sarah said.

"All right, rehearsal's over. Everyone out of here!"

Everyone from the opera quickly cleared the theatre.

"Come on, guys, let's go! We gotta go!" Sarah said, running over to grab your arm.

" Wait! This doesn't make any sense. Guy wanted to help people, not hurt them. This isn't a bomb, this is a clue." Jill told Sarah.

"Jill, if it looks like a bomb and it ticks like a bomb, then generally it's a bomb."

" No, this is a puzzle we need to solve before the timer runs out."

" And what if you're wrong?"

You and Chuck looked at each other, both looking a little scared, but you both trusted Jill. She knew Guy the best.

" That doesn't happen."

" Look, it's a music thing. What's the opera?" you asked.

Sarah stood there shocked at you guys.

" Verdi's La Traviata."

"Well, how does that go? You play violin, right?" Chuck asked.

" Mm-hmm."

" Your dad made you play the flute." you added, looking at Chuck.

"Let's not bring that up."

The three of you began to figure out the puzzle.

" Come on. Come on. Get 'em all out! All of 'em! Go, go!" Casey said, still getting the people out.

" It's not happening. Let's go. Chuck, Y/N come on!" Sarah urged.

" Look, look, Jill has yet to be wrong, okay?"

" She says it's not a bomb, I believe her." you added.

With ten seconds left, you all figured the puzzle out and a flash drive popped up.

"It's a flash drive. This must be it. That's how we do that, huh?" Chuck said, all proud.

"We did it guys!" you cheered.

Jill tried to kiss Chuck again but instead, Chuck quickly pulled you and Jill in for a group hug.

"The flash drive containing Guy's list is encrypted using a 512-bit AES cipher. Right now, the computer is trying every possible key against the encrypted data. When it finds a match, we'll have the identity of every FULCRUM agent with whom Guy was in contact." Beckman told Casey and Sarah.

" How long will that take?" Sarah asked.

"Could be hours, could be days. Excellent work, you two. Please thank the assets for their service."

" Where are Chuck and Y/N right now?" Sarah asked.

" My guess would be rounding second base." Casey said.

You and Chuck were back at his place, in his bedroom.

"Okay... how amazing were we today?" you asked.

"We were fantastic. But we wouldn't have been able to do that if it weren't for you finding it in the first place."

"Or you figuring out the puzzle a whole lot more than me."

"You know music."

"Not that well." you said as you both sat down on his bed. "Does this mean this thing with Jill is almost over?"

"God I hope so."

You both sat their silent for a moment.

"Babe...we are alone right now..." you started, looking at him and smirking.

"True... And I have been wanting to kiss you so bad ever since we figured the puzzle out."

"Then what are you waiting for? Come here."

Chuck smiled and leaned in to kiss you. You slowly began to lie down on the bed as Chuck was still on top of you, kissing you.

Then his phone decided to ring.

"Oh come on." you both said at the same time.

Chuck reached to grab it. It was Jill.

"Answer it." you told him.

"Hey Jill...No I am not busy." Chuck tried to say convincingly, getting up and off the bed.

Chuck was on the phone with him for a couple then hung up and looked at you.

"What is it?"

"Jill wants to go on a little road trip with me."

"Oh..."

"I shouldn't go."

"No Chuck... you have to. It's part of the cover."

"But this is almost over."

"I know it is...But for now it's still going on which means you still have to play the part." you said sadly.

Chuck sighed. He knew you were right.

"Okay...But I'll make sure my phone is on the whole time and you call me if there is an emergency or anything. Got it?"

"Yes..."

Chuck walked over to you and kneeled down in front of you as you sat on the edge of the bed.

"Hey... I love you Y/N."

"I love you too."

"Come here." Chuck said, as he opened up his arms and you quickly accepted and you both wrapped your arms tightly around each other.

Chuck was now out with Jill and you went back home. As soon as you opened your door though, a man grabbed you. You tried to fight him but he ended up knocking you out, not before you were able to turn on your homing device, dragging you and throwing you into his van. It was the gunman from the hotel.

Sarah tried to get a hold of you but couldn't reach you and became concerned. She then saw you turned on your homing device and quickly called Chuck.

"Hey Sarah. Is everything okay?"

"No. I think Y/N's been taken."

"I'm coming!"

"Jill, we need to go back!"

"What? Why?"

"Someone took Y/N!"

"Sarah and Casey are there though. She'll be okay!"

"Jill! Turn this car around." Chuck said, angry and scared.