Ok, I know this isn't the best story...It might suck, because this is my first fanfic, so please be nice lol..But I do want people to be honest about it. Hope Yall enjoy!


The Crazed Agent

The red light flickered off and on as she stood across from Mr. Bartowski, the smell of sweat and blood was high, so was the stress of the long night they had together.

"For the last time, where is the intersect?" She said slamming her hand down on the table, that separated her and him.

"I don't know," Chuck said, his voice weak, and shallow.

She sighed. "Mr. Bartowski, you are a hard man to break...Either a) You know nothing, or b) you are very good lier." Her thick Russian accent made her sound colder, than she wanted herself too. "Look, I will keep my promise, if you keep yours...Tell me what I want to know, and I will let you go," She said sitting back down in the chair, that was placed there for her.

"I don't know any thing," Chuck said looking at her.

She sighed again, and nodded to the two guards, that stood by the door. "Take him back to Buy More, he doesn't know anything," She said smirking some. "But Mr. Bartowski, tell any one, where you have been pass twenty four hours, and I will kill sister and friends. Hell I will find father and kill him," She said getting up. She watched the guards as they untied and lifted Chuck up. She opened the door and watched them leave.

Two Hours Later

Sarah ran over to Chuck's lifeless body, or so she thought. The fear in her was more than ever, seeing him laying there, not moving. Would she ever hear is voice again, or kiss him again. Was this the end? She asked herself, as she rolled him onto his back, sighing with some relief as she notice his chest moving up and down. "Chuck please, hold on...Casey is getting help." She said hoping he would hear and take what she said to heart. The little time that passed, while she said words of encouragement, and held on to him, seem to pass slowly, as she waited. She looked at the dried blood stuck to his face and clothes. "Chuck, what happen? Who did this too you?" She asked, wanting to know, so she could find and teach this person a lesson. But Chuck unable to answer, just looked at her...Feeling sleepy, his eyes heavy.

"Chuck stay awake, please!" Sarah said looking away from Chuck's face to the approaching medics.

"Ma'am please step away," One said pushing Sarah away gently. But she didn't want to go, she wanted to stay and make Chuck feel better.

Tears escaped her eyes as the medics worked...Casey standing beside Sarah, looked at her and sighed.

"He'll be okay, Walker," He said trying to smile. Sarah nodded and went back to watching, then followed the medics as they loaded Chuck into the back of the ambulance.

17 years later

(Time passes quickly)

"Dad, Mom, I'm home!" Jack Irving Bartowski yelled as he slammed the front door shut.

"In here," Sarah called from the kitchen.

Jack walked in there to see her cooking, pizza. "Really, home made pizza mom?" He asked, setting his backpack down on the table.

"What you don't like pizza?" Sarah asked smiling as she spread pizza sauce on the dough.

"I like pizza, I was just surprised," He asked watching her.

"Well you will be happy to know that, your father asked me to make pizza for your fifteenth birthday." Sarah said smiling.

"Oh, yeah another birthday," Jack said sitting at the table.

"Oh honey, your not that old yet...So have fun,"

Jack rolled his eyes and groaned. "Mom, please" He said looking at Chuck as he walked in. "Hi, Dad,"

Chuck, smiled and looked at Jack, laughing some, "Hey, Jack, you having friends over tonight?"

"No, dad, do I ever have friends over?"

Sarah and Chuck passed glances before looking back to Jack. "Why don't you have friends over? Chuck said smiling some.

"I just don't..."

"What's wrong, honey?" Sarah asked giving Chuck a worried look.

"Nothing," Jack said banging his head softly into the table.

"Well something is up," Chuck said sitting at the table as well.

Jack looked back and forth from Sarah to Chuck. "There is this guy...and he is such a jerk. See, Brooklyn Jones asked me if I could help her with Math and before I could say yes, Tomas Filling said he would, and I like this girl..."

Sarah flashed a glance at Chuck, trying to hold back a laugh.

"Well that sucks for you," Chuck said smiling some.

"Sure dad, thanks for understanding." Jack said looking at Sarah.

"Jack, don't let this upset you. There will be other chances."

"Sure mom, thanks." Jack got up and left the kitchen.

"Your welcome," She said watching him leave. "Chuck, our son is growing up too fast." She said putting the pizzas in the oven.

"Yeah, but I think we have done a good job," Chuck said smiling, as Sarah walked over sitting in his lap. "We are doing a good job with him, he just has to learn some things on his own."

"Some times, I wish we could tell him about our past," Sarah said leaning her head down on Chuck's shoulder.

"It would only hurt and confuse him."

"He is stronger than you think, Chuck,"

"I know,"

Three hours later

(truth time)

"Why do we make the bed each morning?" Chuck asked, tossing the covers back.

"Why do you ask unimportant questions?" Sarah asked teasingly, as she climbed in bed.

Chuck smiled and then climbed in as well, laying down looking at her. "What's wrong?" He asked noticing the worried look on her face.

"Chuck, remember seventeen years ago, when you were taken, and then you just came back?" Sarah asked.

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Tell me, who took you..." She said, her voice fading.

"Sarah, I made a promise...and it wouldn't be right telling you." Chuck said looking at her, sighing.

"Chuck, come on..Its been seventeen years, they aren't going to get you or our family." Sarah said smiling reassuringly.

"Sarah, I made a promise..." Chuck said pulling the covers over his head.

Sarah, pulled them off his head and punched him in the arm, hardly. "Ouch, what was that for?" He asked looking shocked at her.

"For not telling me," Sarah said getting annoyed.

"You know what, Sarah, if you don't tell any one...I'll tell you, but you have to promise not to tell any one about it, okay?" Chuck asked looking at her, rubbing his arm still.

"Okay," Sarah said sitting up in bed, turning to face Chuck, as a child would when hearing a scary story.

"Her name was Hannah Stralking, she is or was a Russian agent. She took me because she heard that I knew some information about the Intersect...She never found out I was the Intersect. She told me if I ever told anyone, she would kill you and Casey...and if she ever found out, she probably kill Jack too." Chuck said sitting up as well.

"Don't worry about it, Chuck, I'm sure she isn't even an agent any more...I can have Casey look her up?" Sarah asked smiling some, but the look on Chuck's face made the smile fade. "Okay, I won't, I promise..." Sarah said smiling again, Chuck smiled back.

"I know you won't, babe."

After waiting for Chuck to fall asleep, Sarah got out of bed and made her way to the basement, where she had installed a hidden door, so that she could contact Casey at any needed moment. She entered the room and sat down at the computer...Entering the password, the web camera popped up. Casey wasn't there, but a man in black was, he was wearing sun glasses and his hair was closely shaved to his head.

"Agent Walker," He said nodding some.

"Where is General Casey?" She asked, leaning back into the chair.

"General Casey is away, He asked me to sit here for him, just in case any agents needed him...and he told me to keep things between us...by the way, name is James..."

"Please don't say Bond," Sarah blurted before she could stop herself.

The man chuckled some and then removed his glasses. "No, I was going to say James Johnson, but James Bond has a nice ring to it." He said chuckling again at her.

"Prove it," Sarah replied.

"Reagan," The man replied, speaking the codeword that Sarah and Casey had decided on.

"I need information on a Hannah Stralking, she is a Russian agent, she took one of my assets seventeen years ago. I need to know if she is still an agent or not, and if my former asset is in any danger..." Sarah trailed off.

"Right away, Agent Walker, When do you need to know?" James asked smiling some.

"Soon, tonight, right now..." Sarah said impatiently.

Minutes passed slowly, as James worked, typing and retyping things.

"Here it is, Walker. She isn't an agent any more. Seems she retired after you did, which is when you got pregnant, I believe...anyways, she lives in Mexico now, we have been keeping a close eye on here, making sure she doesn't go back into the agency."

Sigh with relief as she heard the news. "So we aren't in any danger?" Sarah asked

"No, it would seem not, but she may know something that could help us," James said smiling a little. "Walker, you did a good job bringing this to our attention, we will have to look into her, a little more. Maybe bring her in, since she did know of Chuck, knowing he knew something about the Intersect, it might be bright to look into how she acquired such information..." James trailed off, as he looked at the door.

Sarah could hear Casey's voice, and James quickly got up, moving so Casey could sit down.

"Walker, what is it?" Casey asked, gaunting.

"Nothing, James gave me everything I needed to know...Chuck told me who took him, Casey, someone named Hannah Stralking who was a Russian agent, and she found out Chuck knew something about the Intersect, yet she didn't kill him, or keep him that long. One other thing Casey, DO NOT DO ANYTHING TO THIS LADY, I promised Chuck..." Sarah said looking down to the floor.

"Sarah, I can't promise we won't do anything to this lady, she was a agent and might know something." Casey said leaning forward in his seat/

"Casey, please...I promised Chuck,"

"Promises are made to be broken, Walker, but I'll do my best...I've got to go, you better get back to bed, before Nerd Herd sees that your gone," Casey said nodding.

Sarah nodded, then turned the computer off. Little did she know, her worst nightmare would come true...


Ok, I know, right...Sucky ending, but I promise the next chapter will have action in, it and the story will really start to unfold