4 Works by chuckasey
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The two agents found themselves walking back to their respective homes, sides almost brushing. Their little journey together would've been completely silent if not for Chuck, currently making up a conversation between himself and Casey on the walk home.
"Well- Thanks for saving my life, Chuck." A gravelly, ironic voice spoke, meant to mimic the colonel's own.
"Any time Casey. Yeah. You know what? You're my friend."
"Yeah, you know what? You're my friend, too."
"Well that's really kind of you, Casey. Have a good night."
A small deviation to the events of Chuck vs The Sensei.
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Casey knew that Chuck couldn't do it. He couldn't shoot an empty can of beans, let alone a living soul.
And yet he didn't show up.
He couldn't risk his new civilian life, as much as he wanted to help Chuck out. This was his second chance at a new beginning.
In response, Chuck couldn't pull the trigger and consequently failed his test. Agent Carmichael was now nothing but a memory that wouldn't come back. How will Casey's and Chuck's lives go after leaving what seemed to be their only purpose?
(What if Casey didn't show up and Chuck failed his red test?)
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Once again, General Backman assigned Team Bartowski a new mission. One that'll require time and effort from all of them. After disguising themselves to sneak as nobles inside of a palace, which might be hiding more that meets the eye, Agent Casey and Special Agent Carmichael find themselves sharing their space nearly all the time.
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John and Chuck share a bed. It doesn't matter until it does.
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"Shit- 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨." Those same eyebrows reshaped into conveying concern, eyes flickering around the room in search of a hiding spot.
"Wait! Come here, quick!" Chuck took a hold of the agent's wrist and pulled him along, getting the both of them inside what seemed to be a closet. A 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭 closet.