A couple of days before Halloween Casey gets called out on a mission. Chuck's sulking, probably more than he should. this holiday has always been important to him, Morgan and Ellie. He just hopes Morgan will let him out of being a sandworm this year. Chuck loves the double costume, it's been a tradition for years now. He has John this time. Granted, he highly doubts that Casey will dress up, if he makes it home in time.

When Chuck is at the Buy More he's bombarded by Big Mike, asking him about becoming Assistant Manager. Before this whole spy business he would have jumped at the opportunity. Now, he can barely make the shifts he's scheduled, never mind adding ten more hours to his week.

Regardless, he gets the 'I'm proud of you' speech from Ellie when he's home... and a view of Devon wearing nothing more than a leaf. Thankfully, he's saved from a rather awkward conversation when Big Mike calls him to find Morgan. Who's skipping out on a double shift, again.

He finds Morgan at the arcade, which really is no surprise. He's playing Guitar Shedder with some sketchy guy in a trenchcoat, with really blue eyes, which Chuck flashes on. Chuck sees wanted posters with the name Lazslo Mahnovski, electricity and screaming faces. Chuck breaks out in a cold sweat and end up panicking.

He tells Morgan the guy is dangerous and next thing Chuck knows the guy's questioning him. Lazslo accuses Chuck of being a spy, saying he designed the watch. Chuck tries to spill out excuses but the blue eyed man just looks more frantic. The psycho runs off with Morgan screaming he owes him ten bucks.

Chuck calls Casey first thing.

"Kind of busy Bartowski." He growls with that sexy agent voice.

"I just flashed on some guy named Lazslo Mah-"

"Where?" Casey cuts him off.

"In the arcade." Chuck wants to say that he misses him, ask when he'll be back.

"Good work reporting in." Casey replies, and it warms Chuck's heart a little. Casey hangs up after, and Chuck's a little disappointed. It's the first time he's talked to John in two days.

He finally gets to see the agent the next day when Chuck's in the break room. Casey pushes a chair under the door, giving Chuck just enough time to set his cup down.

"Miss me?" Chuck asks with a little laugh when Casey pushes him against the wall. He's leaving rough kisses up Chuck's neck, strong hands finding there way under his shirt.

"You have no idea." Casey replies, kissing firmly while removing Chuck's belt. They don't get much further when there's a knock on the door.

"Chuck?" Sarah's voice is heard as the door handle jiggles. Chuck gets his pants back together while Casey moves the chair.

Sarah takes notice of Chuck's flush cheeks and kiss stained lips. "Am I interrupting?" She has a smirk that neither men appreciate.

"What do you want Walker?" Casey asks with arms folded across his chest, back straight.

"I would have liked to have been informed of Lazslo, by one of you." She gives Casey a glare before looking at Chuck.

"I briefed Casey." Chuck adds, defensively.

"I'll bet you did." She mutters under her breath, but they hear it anyway. He sees Casey tense. "We're a team Chuck, I need intel as well." Chuck thinks this is the first time she's been brash with him and it's a little surprising.

"Look, I'm sorry. Next time I'll call you first, alright? Can I get back to work?" Chuck snaps, though he's not sure why he's being so defensive. Maybe it's the lack of sex since Montreal.

Chuck yells at Morgan not long after, telling him to grow up in the worst possible way. It makes the day seems endless without his best friends chatter. It gets worse when Chuck gets out work. He's just barely to the car when a guy in a clown mask approaches him. A gun is pointed at him not long after and the mask comes off.

"I didn't kill anybody." Lazslo says, looking worse for wear. Eyes red and puffy, hair matted. He looks delirious, and scared.

"I never said you did" Chucks stutters, hands coming up defensively when the gun is still pointed his way.

"Then why am I on the wanted list?" He shouts.

"I don't know, I swear."

"I was framed, alright. You have to believe that I'm not a murder." Lazslo's voice breaks just a little, eyes moist and hand tightening on the gun.

"Alright, I believe you." Chuck puts his hands down, really hoping this guy doesn't shoot him. "But you're kinda acting like a murderer right now."

Lazslo hesitates slightly before saying, "I know you told the undercover agent. He's talking to the government right now. I hacked into their video feed." Chuck looks at him with shock as Lazslo continues. "I helped design that system."

A car alarm goes off and next thing Chuck knows he's wrestling Lazslo, trying the get the gun. Chuck's not sure when he became so brave. He's also not sure it's a good thing. Chuck ends up pinned to the Nerd Herder with Lazslo on top of him.

"Is that a water gun?" Chuck asks when water drips from the barrel.

"No" Comes the obviously lie as his voice breaks.

"It's dripping on my face." Chuck replies and Lazslo lifts the gun away.

"I'm sorry." He steps away from Chuck. "My name is Lazslo and I need help."

"What am I supposed to do?"

"You can get inside, help me clear my name. You're my only hope" Big blue eyes plead, then Lazslo smiles and says. "First, I really need some pancakes."

When there at the restaurant, talking about what Lazslo builds, Chuck comments that he's a modern Q. Lazslo gives him a confused look.

"Oh come on, you know Q. The guys that makes the gadgets for Bond, that Q?" Chuck explains.

"Bond was a spy, right?" Still eating his pancakes.

"Did they locked you up in a friggin' cave?" Chuck jokes.

"An underground lab actually. For the past ten year and eight months." He's doodling on a napkin now, avoiding Chuck's eyes. It looks like flaming skulls.

"All I did was work, well and play video games. No friends or family." Lazslo looks up with a sad smile and Chuck feels bad for him. This is the alternative to Chuck life, what could happen to him. It scares the hell out of him.

Chuck starts to get a little nervous when Lazslo asks him what he's good at. The blue eyed guy has caught on to the fact that he has two agent, watching his every move. "I'm a computer guy." Chuck replies, hesitantly.

He tells Chuck the sad story about how he started up, just a kid too smart for his parents to handle. Lazslo seems sad, broken, as he draws on the napkin. Lazslo gives him the drawing when Chuck pays for the meal, calling it an IOU.

"Chuck, you can't tell your handlers you saw me." Lazslo comments.

"What, why? They can help you. They're the good guys." Or at least as good as a government agent can be.

"There aren't any good guy in this business. Go home, search your room. Trust them as much as they trust you."

"If you're talking about the cameras, I know that already."

Lazslo gives him an open mouthed shocked face, "Seriously?"

"Yeah Casey told me. I trust my handlers, not the government. Let them help you." Chuck tries again, hoping he'll listen.

Lazslo shakes his head, "I don't care what you say you can't trust them, it has to be just us."

Chuck heads straight to Casey's after the encounter. The agent is wearing one of his longer robes, chest exposed. Chuck's mouth goes dry and he forgets why he's there.

"Is there a reason you're here?" Casey asks, but not in an aggressive way, more curiosity. He has a smug grin on his face as he lets the robe slide open, just enough to be a tease. Chuck really wants to know if he's wearing anything underneath.

"I uh..." Chuck is still thinking about those strong legs, and toned chest. It doesn't help that Casey's moving towards him, slowly. "Um, right. Lazslo contacted me."

"What?" John's jaw tenses in anger for just a moment. "Why didn't you contact me immediately?"

"My batteries dead. I came straight here." Chuck gives him an apologetic look.

"What did he want?" John asks, wrapping an arm around Chuck to bring him closer.

"He just wanted to talk, I think he's innocent. He threaten me with a water gun, not a real one, you've got to help him Casey."

"He's far from innocent Chuck." Casey brings a hand to his jaw, mapping mapping the contour of his cheek. He'll never admit it, but he missed Chuck. "Lazslo is dangerous, he killed two of his handlers."

"He told me they framed him." Chuck still thinks he was being sincere, even if Casey doesn't.

"I'm sure he'd say anything to get you on his side. Next time you see him, run." Casey pauses to kiss Chuck lightly. "I'd rather you safe than risk it."

"I still think we should help him." Chuck pouts as his heart warms from John's concern.

"And I think you owe me a welcome home." Casey suggest with a smirk, thumb tracing Chuck's lower lip.

The warmth from Chuck's heart barrels straight south. "Let me go home and change first."

"Or I can get you out of those clothes." Casey kisses him again, hands making quick work of the buttons on Chuck's shirt.

Once he has several button undone he's goes for Chuck's neck. John leaves rough kisses across his jaw as he trails down to neck. He finishes with the shirt, pushing it off slim shoulders.

"Seriously John, I need shower." Chuck tries, but he's giggling as gentle kisses hover over his collar bone. Then a warm hand caresses up his side, thumb catching Chuck's nipple.

"Then let's take a shower." Casey suggests. He brings a hand behind Chuck's head to pull him into a kiss.

Chuck breaks the kiss with a smile. "I'll be right back." Chuck says. Although it kills him to pull away, he really wants to prepare for Casey. He doesn't want a gentle night of love making this time. Casey lets him go with a grunt of protest.

Chuck's in such a happy daze that he doesn't notice Lazslo in his room right away. He screams far more girlish than he would have liked. Chuck starts buttoning his shirt in haste.

"What did you tell your handler?" He asks, lounging in Chuck's gaming chair like it's his.

"I told him you're innocent. Let him help you Lazslo." Chuck adds, glad that Lazslo isn't commenting on his, less than manly, scream or his state of undress.

"Forget it Chuck." He growls out with frustration, hands rubbing his eyes harshly before standing. Lazslo starts pacing around the room.

"Isn't this what you wanted? I'm trying to help you!" Chuck's growing more irritated by the minute.

"They went through the trouble of framing me.. for murder Chuck! What do you think they'll do if I come back? Slap me on the wrist?" Lazslo stops pacing around the room, gives Chuck those lost eyes. "There's got to be somewhere you can hide me, just for one night."

Chuck brings him to the Buy More, knowing there really isn't another option. He can't help feeling that he's making a bad decision. Chuck gets him set up in the home theater room and spots a couple James Bonds movies on the coffee table. He knows Casey is expecting him, and he really wants to see Casey, but Lazslo is giving him a sad smile. Chuck sits down... while mentally kicking himself. He's going to regret this.

"Chuck, you need to turn it off." Lazslo commands when Casey calls him seconds later.

"They could be tracking us, please. Handing me over to them is like signing my death warrant." He adds when Chuck's still looking at Casey's name on his screen.

Chuck silently curses when he turns the phone off. Casey is going to kill him, but maybe he can prove the agent wrong. Or at least help the poor guy escape somehow.

Lazslo takes his watch afterwords and destroys it, much to Chuck's shock. He hands him back, shattered, before sitting on the couch. Chuck just looks at it dumbfounded. An uneasy feeling creeps in when Lazslo tells him he disabled the GPS in the herder. No one knows where they are. He's pretty sure Lazslo meant to be comforting, but Chuck's panicking.

Chuck manages to relax, and genuinely enjoy himself, until the movie is over and Chuck mentions that Max Zorin is the greatest bad guy of all time. Lazslo gets a little heated after that, saying that they're just like Zorin. That their government is exploiting them just like the Nazi's did with Zorin.

Chuck's speechless, becoming nervous when Lazslo changes uses the TV to hack into government computers.

"Want to play a game of thermonuclear war?" Lazslo asks with a wicked smile.

Chuck's realizing this guy is more than a little crazy and maybe not innocent like he thought. Lazslo starts targeting Texas, before switching it to San Francisco. Chuck does the only thing he can, tries to distract him with more Bond movies. Thankfully, it works and Chuck makes an excuse of making them popcorn while Lazslo starts the movie.

Chuck looks at his phone first thing and sees 34 new messages, that can't be good. He starts listening to the messages from Casey and they get more and more violent and impatient as they go. Chuck calls Casey after Sarah's message to hide in the car.

Casey picks up on the first ring, "Where the hell are you?"

"I'm at the Buy More. Lazslo started doing this thing with the TV, said it was for thermonuclear war." Chuck stumbles a little with his words.

"Christ Chuck, didn't I tell you to stay away from him." Casey is angry, and for good reason.

"I'm sorry. John..." Chuck trails off wanting to tell him he loves him, just in case.

"I know, just get somewhere safe."

Chuck debates on where to hide before settling on Big Mike's office. The car is his first thought, but he'd have to run across the store and out the parking lot without Lazslo seeing him. Chuck get a chair under the handle just as Lazslo starts shouting for him.

"Why are you hiding Chuck?" Lazslo tries to open the door, the chair slides a little but stays. "I thought we were having a good time." He adds, voice sounding less friendly.

"You should let me in Chuck." Lazslo commands after he tries to slam on the door to get it open. "Alright, I'll have to play war games by myself." He adds when Chuck stays silent.

"Wait, wait." Chuck shouts out at he moves the chair. He should have kept quiet, but he doubts the agent will get here before Lazslo blows up California.

Lazslo has a creepy smile that gives Chuck chills. "You know, I thought it was odd how trusting you are of your handlers." He pulls a gun out from behind him and Chuck's not sure where he got that.

"Then you came back to your room with your shirt unbuttoned." He continues as he steps closer to Chuck. "Not to mention the way you talked to him just now." The geek starts to back away, but the gun is now pointing at him. Chuck highly doubts this one is a water pistol.

"You two are screwing around aren't you, Chuck." The smile on his face is mocking, eyes amused.

"No, of course not." Chuck protests, but the smile remains. Lazslo motions the gun to let Chuck know he wants him to move.

"I'm betting you must be pretty important, more than just a computer guy." He grabs Chuck's shoulder when he's close enough. Lazslo steers him out of the office with a death grip, barrel resting against his jugular.

"The way they let you walk around, have a normal job and friends. You must have some talent." He comments, leading them toward the docking bay.

"Why do you get to have that, what makes you so special?" The gun is pressing in, Lazslo's voice getting more tense by the moment.

"I.." He doesn't get to finish.

They hear people storming in and Chuck is somehow manhandled so Lazslo is behind him, using him as a shield. How many times has Chuck been in this exact position? This job sucks.

Sarah comes into view first, with someone Chuck doesn't recognize and finally Casey. When John sees him the gun goes up immediately and his eyes turn dead cold. It's the same look he had before he shot Peyman's guard and that creep from the last mission.

Sarah's hand covers Casey's gun, silently asking him not to shoot. They need him alive, unfortunately.

"Stay the hell back and put the guns on the ground." Lazslo screams. When they don't move he cocks the gun that's resting against Chuck's neck.

"Everything's fine, just put the gun down." Sarah says, hands raised defensively as they all drop the weapons.

"Everything is not fine!" He shouts as he presses the gun deeper into Chuck's neck. If he makes it out of this alive there's going to be bruising. That should be fun to explain.

"What do you want?" Casey asks, trying to keep his voice neutral. It stills comes off as a growl.

Lazslo laughs, gun moving to relieve some of the pressure. "What do I want? I want what he has! Friends, a job, a life, a lover." He finishes looking at Casey.

"What would you do to save him, John." His voice is mocking. Lazslo brings the gun to Chuck's temple, laughing when he sees Casey's jaw tense. "He's more than a quick fuck, isn't he?"

Casey remains quiet.

"Isn't he?!" Lazslo screams, making Chuck jump.

"Yes." Casey answers with a growl. Sarah and the other guy look over at John, but he keeps his eyes on the target.

"You know they'll eventually lock him up, just like they did me." His voice is sad now as he walks them closer to the door.

"We can't do anything for you if you keep running and threaten people." Sarah keeps her voice gentle.

Once Lazslo is close to the door he pushes Chuck, causing him to tumble into Casey. He escapes out the back door just as the other agent gets a shot off. They hear him shout out before the door closes.

"Go." Casey commands Sarah while he's helping Chuck steady himself. She gives him a nod before chasing after Lazslo and his handler.

"Are you alright?" Casey asks, eyes doing a quick check for signs of injury.

"Yeah. Next time I'll listen to you." Chuck's not looking at Casey, eyes to the ground like a kid ready for a lecture.

"I'll admit, I hate your willingness to trust everyone." Chuck looks up to glare at him. "But that's part of what makes you great... and an idiot." He adds with a smirk.

"We'll start training you this weekend." Casey brings a hand up to cup his jaw.

"Knowing you, this will happen again and I want you to be able to do something about it. Not that I don't love being your knight in shining armor." This finally gets him a laugh from Chuck and the tension is easing his shoulders.

Chuck's relaxed after spending the night with Casey and prepared for the job interview. Judging by Tang's costume he'll blow this out of the water. That is until he flashes on the sketch Lazslo gave him. He calls Sarah first this time, like he said he would.

"Sarah, I think Lazslo was casing the arcade. There's always a big Halloween party there every year and I think he's going to blow it up." He tries to get the words out as quickly as possible, making his way towards the exit.

"Where do you think you're going?" Big Mike shouts out. He's wearing, what looks like, a pimp suit.

"Hey, can I borrow another herder?" Chuck all but begs.

"All the herders are out and you have an interview in case you forgot." Big Mike does not look happy with him.

"Look, something came up."

"Is it more important then you moving up? More important than handing over the position to Tang? More important than my relaxation!" Mike pleads.

"Sorry Big Mike, some things are more important than the Buy More."

He steals Morgan's bike, he'll really have to make it up to him for that, and pedals faster than he thought possible. Chuck's pretty sure his calves will be burning later. He finds the Herder on the beach, under a peer with the hood popped open. With his heart hammering from more than the exercise he cautiously looks inside.

"One of my more inventive designs." Lazslo steps out from behind the peer when Chuck sees the bomb. "All the herder have a self destruct, cool huh?"

"Lazslo-"

"Relax Chuck, it's all yours." He tosses the keys to Chuck. When he catches it the remote beeps in chime to the ticking of the bomb being activated.

"What did you just do?"

"I didn't do anything. It'll take them hours to get through the fingerprint recognition." Lazslo looks it over with a smile, with pride. It makes Chuck sick.

"Why are you doing this?"

"What, this is what bad guys do Chuck. This is how I'll punish them for what they did to me." Lazslo has the look of a killer and Chuck's phone rings.

"Yeah?" Chuck answers, not even looking at who it is.

"Chuck, someone just alarm the herder's self destruct. Tell me you're still at the Buy More and not doing something stupid." Comes Casey's worried, and slightly angry, voice.

"Yeah, about that. I kind of started the bomb."

"Chuck, get the hell out of there." Casey commands, hanging the phone up.

"Disarm the bomb!" Chuck shouts, the timer as less than 30 seconds.

"You disarm it!"

"How?"

"It's easy, cut the wire." Lazslo hand him wire cutters. "The red one." He adds.

Chuck hesitates, watching the seconds tick away. "What if I cut both of them?" He really doesn't trust it.

"Oh like Connery in Goldfinger?" Lazslo mocks.

"You said you never saw Goldfinger."

"Cut the wire or we're dead Chuck."

"You lied to me when you said you just wanted a normal life, a peaceful one. You knew that I'd believe you!" He really was the idiot this time.

"Cut the red wire Chuck!" Lazslo shouts, watching the time tick to 10 seconds.

Chuck decides to do the opposite and he really hopes this isn't his last breath. He cuts the green wire and the alarm whirs to a halt. Casey and Sarah race down the beach a moment later. Sarah cuffs him while Casey grabs Chuck's arm, dragging him away from the herder.

Once Sarah is out of sight Casey pulls him in for a tight embrace and a quick kiss. "You're an idiot." Casey comments, hands cupping Chuck's face.

"But I stopped the bomb." Chuck gives Casey a smile, returning the hug. "That should count for something."

They break away just before Sarah walks into sight. "I have to bring Morgan's bike to him. See you at the party?" Chuck asks both agents the question.

When he gets to the Buy More he's confronted by Tang, who Chuck ignores in search of his friend. When Anna tells him that Morgan tried to talk the HR guy into hiring him Chuck feels like a monster. Especially when she mentions his bike was stolen.

Chuck finds Morgan looking like his dog got run over, their sandworm costume draped in his lap. He gives Chuck a hopefully look when he spots him. Chuck crashes into a few people as he makes his way to Morgan. They meet halfway and Chuck gets the feeling they look like a romantic comedy right now.

"I didn't think you were coming."

"I'm sorry. Listen, Morgan, I think you should be the head this year." Anyone else listening to them would have no clue what their talking about.

"Really?" He asks excitedly. Morgan gives him a big smile that tells Chuck everything is fine between them. Soon they're roaming around in their two man costume while the crowd cheers them on. He's sure he'll feel like an idiot if Casey is watching, but this is his best friend.

"Wait, Chuck...Chuck?" He hears Ellie's voice so he pulls the costume off. She looks confused for a moment before walking over to him. "How did the interview go?" Ellie has this big smile and he wishes he could lie to her.

"Uh, long story short I didn't get the job."

"What?" And there's the disappointed look he didn't want to see.

"I kind of skipped out on the interview." Chuck's thinking over a hundred different excuses.

"It was my fault. I had a personal emergencies, your brother helped me out." Chuck barely hears Casey's words because his lover is wearing a Han Solo costume. And not a cheap one. They share a look, Chuck's mostly filled with lust, while Ellie smiles at them.

"Would you excuse us a sec?" He says to Casey and Ellie before ducking his head under the costume.

Once Morgan is under there too he asks, "Do you mind if we take a little break?"

"You kidding me, take ten minutes if you have too." Morgan gives him a smile and Chuck's happy that they're on good terms again.

"So, am I supposed to be wearing a Leia costume?" Chuck asks when they're alone. He's itching to get his hands on John... and that costume.

"Could be interesting." Casey steps in close to adjust his tie.

"Do they still have surveillance in my room?" Chuck asks with a whisper.

"Lazslo disabled it, but we'll have audio tomorrow. Actually, while we're on the subject please stop getting in three hour conversations about sandwiches with Morgan."

"We do not talk about sandwiches for three hours." Chuck protests.

"Actually you do." Sarah remarks and Chuck steps away from Casey like he's on fire.

The room is filled with awkward silence before they hear the crowd yelling for the sandworm. Morgan comes to the window and looks confused when he sees Sarah. Chuck uses it as an opportunity to escape, leaving Casey to deal with Sarah for a change.

"So, you're in love with Chuck?"

"You can't be serious, you believed Lazslo?"

"No, but I see it Casey."

Casey stays quiet, though he know he should say something. Chance are they won't believe her if she reports them. Doesn't mean they won't watch closely.

"After all the shit you gave me about Bryce." She laughs lightly. "At least we made it three month and we were both agents." Sarah is smiling and Casey isn't sure if it's a good thing.

"We're not-"

"Don't even try to lie Casey. The only reason I'm not reporting this is I think you actually care about him." She pauses to look at him, wanting to see his reaction to her next question. "I have to ask, if they order you to kill him will you?"

He glances out the window, sees Chuck and Morgan in that stupid costume. "No." He answers honestly, surprising himself.

"Wow, you're human after all." She's smiling. Sarah has her answer, he's in love with their asset.

"Fuck you Walker."

"And that's the Casey I know. You know, if our cover stayed the same I'd probably be in your shoes." She comments as they watch him laugh with Morgan. "He's really something." Chuck walks over holding two drink.

"You guys thirsty?" He asks, holding out the cups for them to take. He looking at the them nervously. Both of them are smiling and he's more than a little alarmed since it seems genuine.

"Thanks Chuck."

"Everything alright?" Chuck asks Casey.

"Yeah." He says, giving his asset a smile.

"I'll just be going." Sarah says when she sees Casey staring at Chuck in a way that says they need alone time.

"Oh and Casey is order to stay by your side until the surveillance is back in place. I'm sure that won't be an issue." She adds before leaving the room with a smirk.

Chuck stares at the closed door confused. "Should we be worried."

Casey closes the window when Chuck climbs in, locking it behind him. "Who knows." Casey replies as he closes the blinds, making it just the two of them.