Title: After Morgan Found an Improper Time to Use the Morgan Door
Author: sylarismyhero2
Chapter: 2/~10
Characters/Pairings: Chuck/Casey, Morgan
Rating: PG
Summary: Morgan visits Chuck, Casey pisses his lover off, and Shelby plays darts.
Disclaimer: I only own Greg, Shelby, and this plot.
A/N: I feel like I haven't updated this in soooo long! I need to actually stay home for once (or at least haul my laptop with me...) Anyway...sorry for the wait. I'll be back on track soon!
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( Chapter 1 )
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Morgan burst through the Morgan Door. "Chuck" he shouted. "Let's go pick up chicks...and dudes...!"

Chuck rolled over to the window. "What?"

Morgan rolled over the windowsill and onto the floor. Chuck rolled out of the way before his slightly more uncoordinated buddy hit him. Morgan popped up quickly, holding his hands above his head. "There's a new club opening downtown and everyone under the age of thirty gets in at a discount! For girls, it's free, and guys get in for ten dollars!" Morgan lifted five fingers and pointed to that hand.

Chuck thought for a moment. "I don't know..."

Morgan deflated a little. "Whaaaaaaat? Why not?"

Chuck shrugged. "Well, I don't think Casey--"

"Screw Casey for tonight!" Morgan paused, then retraced his verbal steps. "Actually, no. What I meant was...why should he care?"

Chuck shrugged. "He's protective of me, I guess."

Morgan rolled his eyes and then sighed. He walked up to his friend and sat a hand on his shoulder. "Charles, Charles, Charles...this relationship...the one between you and Mr. Scarypants...it's not working out with us, y'know? I mean, at least when you were with Sarah, she let your leash be long enough to hang out with your best friend on occasion. You need to tell your man that you need a little breathing room, or you're going to be giving him a lot of breathing room. Capice?"

Chuck looked up at Morgan. Then he looked down at the floor. What Morgan had said about Sarah being really loose with Chuck was because they never really had a relationship. And that was because she was supposed to be nothing more than a guardian for Chuck. They weren't supposed to get intimate, which they didn't, and they weren't supposed to go beyond a working relationship. And Sarah had been very good at keeping feelings seperated from work.

Chuck looked up at the beaming Morgan. He wanted to tell Morgan everything, but he was sure that both Casey and Sarah would have his head for being so...trusting of his best friend.

"Hey Morgan..."

"Yeah, old buddy?" Morgan asked. He had moved on from in front of Chuck to a nearby shelf that held a variety of sci-fi action figures. Morgan "oooh"ed at a ten-inch-tall version of the latest version of the Master.

Chuck hesitated. Maybe...maybe it wasn't a good idea to tell Morgan. After all, it would be better off if he knew less. Because if he knew less, the less likely it would be that he would get hurt.

"I--"

At that moment, Chuck's cell phone rang. Morgan looked at Chuck as the Nerd Hearder answered the Motorola phone. "Hello?"

"Don't tell him."

"Casey?" Chuck asked, a little shocked. How did Casey know when to call him and stop him?

"I have cameras in your room, stupid."

Chuck remembered. "Oh...yeah."

"Don't tell him and you are not going to that club tonight."

"Why not?"

"Because I said so."

"You sound like my mom."

"With all the babysitting I do for you..."

"Last I checked, you enjoyed being with me. Remember last Monday when you sneaked into my room and--"

"That's different!" Casey cut Chuck off.

Chuck looked up. Morgan was looking very uncomfortable. "How?"

Casey didn't answer immediately. "That's not really babysitting."

"And stop using that word!" Chuck exclaimed. "I'm a grown man!"

"Chuck..."

"What?"

There was a sigh. "There's a high security risk. Shelby has been spotted, and we don't know what she wants. Even Sarah's and my bosses don't know about Shelby at this point."

"Why?"

"Because they think that Shelby is ice-cold and being eaten by worms."

Chuck's mouth flattened. That was a disgusting visual. In his apartment, staring at his monitors, Casey noticed how cute that made Chuck look. Chuck took a breath, then continued. "Come with us, then. You need to loosen up."

"No I don't. And I'm not coming."

"Okay then...I'll take Sarah."

"No." The finality of that "no" made Chuck bristle.

"Casey, I never get to spend time with my friends anymore. Who would it kill if I went out?"

Casey wanted to tell his charge that it could possibly kill him and if that happened then Casey wasn't sure what he'd do. But that would be showing an unneeded amount of vulnerability and affection. It didn't matter that Chuck was Casey's lover, he still needed to keep a cool, if not cold, and manly facade.

"No means no, Chuck. That's final."

Chuck stood up, quite visibly angry. "That's not fair Casey! This is my life and if I want to hang out with my friends for once instead of listen to you, then I can hang out with my friends!" Chuck closed his cell phone and threw it onto his bed. Chuck sat back down in his computer chair and ran his fingers through his hair.

Morgan stared at his best friend. He had never seen Chuck get so angry like that. He wondered what Casey had said that angered Chuck so much. From that last outburst, Morgan guessed that Casey had forbidden Chuck to go to the club. Suddenly, Chuck shifted in his chair. The curly-haired one stood up and looked at his friend. Morgan wondered what Chuck was going to say.

"What time do you want to go?"

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Greg took the headphones off of his head. "They're going to a club tonight."

Shelby threw a dart at a nearby dart board. It had a picture of Major John Casey on it. She caught his ear. Behind her, Shelby could hear Greg say, "Ooh...so close."

Shelby looked at him. "What's the name?"

Greg shrugged. "They didn't say."

Turning from Greg, Shelby picked up another dart. Instead of throwing it, though, she played with its tip. "Well, I guess it's a good thing L.A. doesn't have all that many clubs then. We could go and find them in a matter of minutes."

Greg flipped her the finger. "It's a brand-new club. Tonight's its opening night."

Shelby threw the dart at the picture again. "Now that is something we can work with. Do a search on brand-new clubs in the L.A. area."

"Don't need to." Greg folded a piece of paper into an airplane and then flew it over to his partner. Shelby caught the airplane and, in a swift movement, opened it. On the front was an add for Club Heart-Throbs, stationed off of Santa Monica Boulevard. All women under thirty come in for free.

"Too bad you're too old to get a discount" Greg joked. Shelby threw a dart at his head, but purposefully missed. Greg laughed.

"Make-up can do wonders, you know." Shelby threw another dart. This one hit John Casey right between his eyes. Shelby smiled.