There I was one day, minding my own business when this crappy idea hit me while working late.
This is the result of lack of sleep, lots of coffee (Tims, for my fellow Canadians), and an a bunch of What if's?
Usual disclaimers apply. Chuck is owned by a lot of people, none of them being me. I wish I could claim that I made a million off this, but with my crap if I was charging, I would have more refunds than what I charged. Same with the other work of art that I borrow from. I own nothing of them either.
This is very AU. Very Very Very AU.
Thanks to Jagged1 for her wonderful beta work on this. It's a little different than my other work and she was usually quiet on this one… I need my Casey pup to protect me.
However without further ado…
Chuckie's Angels
Chapter 1
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OPENING SEQUENCE
There once were three angels.
One was a stunning CIA Agent with an unnatural love of firearms and hand grenades.
(a video of Alex Forest dressed in military garb shooting a missile launcher at a bunch of rubber ducks in a carnival booth .)
The second was a DEA agent with a reckless streak and nine lives that became a radio talk show hostess.
(a video of Carina Henson jumping with a bag full of money from a third story window into a lake shouting 'yea haaaawww'.)
And the third was a con artist turned CIA agent turned high society cover girl.
(a video of Sarah Walker as she walked off the dance floor. She stopped and blew a kiss at a someone off screen as her other hand deposited a man's wallet into the garbage can and then exited.)
They were all Red tests waiting to happen, with nowhere to go, until they met me.
My name is Chuck. I'm the one who should be in the van.
(A video of a black van blowing up )
You know, I never did get the hang of that...
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Sarah Walker was dressed in a tight black dress, beautiful jewels and a million watt smile. She practically floated up the steps and into the building whose only tenant was Carmichael Investigations.
"Stop the presses, everyone. News flash: WALKER IS LATE AGAIN!" John Casey sat behind a large wooden desk tapping his watch at the new arrival.
"Sorry, Casey, I had a charity auction tennis thingie for the dog shelter that went longer than planned," Sarah said to the big man as she waved to Carina Henson sitting on the couch flicking through the channels.
"Lay off, Casey. The girl has a right to have some fun," Alex Forest said from behind the bar.
Casey looked like he was about to reply when 'Arcane Fire' started playing on Casey's computer.
Casey grunted. "I swear he knows every time when you walk in for the briefing." Casey hit a button on the keyboard in front of him.
"HELLO, CHUCKIE." The three girls spoke in unison.
"Heh." Casey gave his own unique greeting.
The large 80 inch TV on the wall turned from Carina's male mud wresting show she had been watching to an image of a distorted face, made up of 1's and 0's.
"Hello, Angels, and please, 'Chuckie' - really. Now you are all looking great this afternoon, but Sarah – wow- there was no need to get so dressed up on my account." The voice echoing from the speakers seemed so full of life that the girls almost always smiled at the beginning of the briefings.
"Now, Chuck, I want to once again, formally protest the use of the webcam to see us, but you never let us see the real you." Sarah went over to fill the webcam's view and made a pouty face.
"Now really I would not want to ruin your breakfast with this ugly face. Where is the fun in that for me watching you all lose your appetite this close to lunch?"
Sarah stuck out her tongue at the camera and went over and sat next to the chuckling Carina.
"Now, now, Chuck, you should realize by now Sarah only wants you for your body. If you're lucky she might get around to look at your face in a day or two," Alex laughed.
They heard a expected sigh. " Ok, well, umm now to okay…" The voice was interrupted by what sounded like someone taking a long drink. "Ah, okay to business. What you see on the screen is an image of the current leader of an organization called the Ring. This man you all will have probably heard of is Daniel Shaw. He took over for the former leader who Casey caught while you were in Paris last month."
Sarah squirmed. She and Shaw were a bit of an item, and he was her last partner in the CIA. She was actually blacklisted because her former partners had a habit of going rogue. If it was not for being a CIA top seductress, she suspected she would have been someone's red test years ago.
"So, that's Shaw. Impressive equipment." Forrest leaned into the screen. "Impressive muscle – muscles." She laughed in spite of herself as she felt herself blush.
"From my own personal experience, girls, he is very well equipped. We had a joint at the hip operation early on when I just got out of the farm," Carina sighed. "At least we got past the boxers, eh, Casey?"
"Back on topic. Please continue, Chuck. NOW!" Casey growled.
"Okay, Angels, word is he is in town working on the Ring's version of the old CIA Intersect project. We have been asked to shut that project down and we have a bonus if we capture Shaw."
"The Intersect project - isn't that a myth?" Carina asked.
"Yes and no. There was a project years ago to build a supercomputer that would sift through all the incoming intel from the CIA, FBI, NCIS, Coast Guard and NSA. But it failed. Actually truth be told, it was a huge cluster bomb. The Ring seems to think that they can rebuild it with success."
"I don't get it. So let them build the darn thing; let it fail and so what?" Alex refilled her glass. "After all, if they want to waste their resources - let them."
"Two reasons, Alex. The first one is because the government is willing to put a lot of money into capturing Shaw. They are having a hard time dealing with the Ring in general. Washington wants a win. So we are going to give them a win. And if this can be done quickly and quietly then all the better. I do not want us connected with that disaster."
As Chuck explained, Casey had gotten up at the sound of the laser printer pumping out pages. When it was finished, he passed the girls a copy and started making notes on the one he kept for himself.
"So, I take it that since Carina knows him, it's up to me and Sarah to go on the manhunt?" Alex glanced down at the papers. "Oh crap, we really don't have much on this guy. Why is he redacted from everything?"
"Hate to break this to you, Alex. but Shaw knows me too. We worked together as partners for a short while." Sarah looked away from the webcam when she spoke. Chuck could not help but notice her discomfort.
"This is still going to be a group effort; Shaw is too dangerous to go it alone. We are a team."
"So that's leaves all the work for me and Casey. Talk about your past coming back to bite you in the butt. I know Carina's all into that, but not you, Sarah. After all, how long has it been again since you slept with anyone since the CIA?" Alex's teasing remark resulted in a knife zipping past her ear and into the door behind her head.
"AHEM. Now if we can get back to the matter at hand. Shaw may have gone underground, but he is still in need of computer supplies. If he is really building an Intersect, then he will need a lot of computer equipment and power. Angels, I need you to check the sales logs of all the Buy Mores in the area for sales of large amounts of computers and especially monitors. I have a lead that states that they received several very large shipments of computers recently. Let's play it safe and grab any video footage from the store and we'll see if we can find anything that we might have missed. Casey, can you check the power usage logs and tell me if anyone has a sudden need for power- enough to operate a super computer capable of housing the Intersect"
Casey acknowledged the request with his usual grunt.
"And that's a yes."
The girls held back their laughter. Chuck's Rule #9 'Laughing at the Grunt master is frowned upon by the Grunt Master.'
"And that leaves the stores for you, Angels. Please be careful out there. Shaw is dangerous. Whatever you do, don't confront him alone. Goodbye, Angels."
And with those parting words, the screen went back to the mud wrestling, which was quickly turned off and everyone got up to leave. Sarah retrieved her knife from the door and all three girls gave Casey a kiss on the cheek and said good-bye to 'Sugar Bear' before they headed off.
Casey let himself get kissed, and grunted at them as they left.
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So that is Chapter 1.
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