Chuck vs. the Dream Prologue
Blurb: Post-Season 5 Chuck Bartowski is a broken man. The woman he loves has forgotten the love they once shared, his team is scattered and now his mind is destroyed. For Chuck to become whole again, he must reassemble himself with the help of a Doctor. Multiple crossovers, not just Doctor Who.
After watching the entire series of Chuck I thought I'd devise a story that takes the main character back to his roots and by the end of the story makes him more awesome than ever.
Prologue
Charles Irving Bartowski, known to his friend as 'Chuck' woke up. His eyes fluttered open to the bright morning sun which filtered in through his bed room window. Comic books scattered the room, while the movie posters of Tron and Dune were plastered on either side of the room. Chuck's bed room was most defiantly, a nerd's bedroom. Chuck sat up and rubbed his eyes, trying to remember. But Chuck couldn't remember, he couldn't remember anything. Chuck was a tall slender man with tanned skin, brown hair and brown eyes. The door flew open and Chuck jumped as a stranger wearing a bowtie strolled in carrying a breakfast tray.
"Good Morning Chuck, I made breakfast. No bacon in the cupboard, so you will just have to make do with eggs Benedict, toast and tea" proclaimed the stranger, placing the tray on Chuck's lap.
Chuck was amazed at the absolute absurdly of the man, with his floppy hair and his tweed jacket.
The stranger then proceeded to grab Chuck's desk chair and rolled it over to Chuck's bedside. He then placed his backside on the chair at the same time placing his feet, boots and all onto Chuck's bed.
"Err I don't drink tea" stammered a confused Chuck.
The stranger beamed.
"I hoped that would be the case" said the Doctor grabbing the steaming cup of tea.
He slipped the warm liquid and gave a sigh of satisfaction.
"Americans with all your American-ness never had a real appreciation of tea. Suppose it's my fault really, never should have encouraged you lot to push the all tea overboard at Boston. I'm guessing you're more of a coffee person" explained the Doctor.
"Yeah, I'm a coffee man. This may sound strange but who are you and what are you doing house? Not that I mind the eggs or the tea in bed it's just awkward coming bowtie wearing man who I have never met before" said Chuck.
The strangers grin widened in apparent delight.
"Ah questions, all of those are brilliant questions. But you're not asking the right ones. Like what are you doing in bed fully clothed? You know your names Chuck Bartowski but how much else do you remember" explained the stranger.
Chuck looked down at himself and realized the stranger was right. Instead of wearing his usual bed clothes Chuck was wearing a white collared shirt with a grey tie. He removed the sheets to discover he was wearing long black pants with a pair of matching black convert sneakers.
"To answer your earlier question I am the Doctor, l will be your dream guardian for this evening. Well technically speaking I'm more of your spiritual guide and pathfinder, ushering you through the locations in the dreamscape you need to see. So call me the Doctor or the Guide, whichever takes you fancy" the Doctor revealed.
Chuck smiled a clearly nervous smile that wrinkled his nose.
"Next you're going to say you're the ghost of Christmas past and you're going to show me the error of my evil ways before I get coal in my stocking" joked Chuck.
The Doctor frowned.
"That would be absolutely ridiculous Chuck that only ever happens at Christmas time. Anyway the situation is a ton more desperate, if we don't succeed this will not be a dream you will wake up from" explained the Doctor.
Chuck's smile melted off his face like ice in the sun as the import of the Doctors words hit Chuck. Had no memory of who he was and the Doctor's words seemed to ring true.
"Wait, I'm dreaming? I do have really vivid dreams but I don't remember falling asleep. I... can't" stammered Chuck.
"Who is Luke Skywalker's father" asked the Doctor?
"Darth Vader of course" retorted Chuck.
"See, you can remember certain things of course. I bet you could even tell me who is Spiderman's current girlfriend, even who the current President is. You've just lost the important memories, the memories that make you Chuck. You know a wise man once said a man is the sum of his memories"
The Doctor got up from the desk chair, strolled over to the dresser and replaced his tea cup for a framed photograph.
"This memory will fill in gap or two, fingers and toes crossed".
The Doctor showed Chuck the picture and he could not help but stare. Stare at the incredibly beautiful woman at the centre of the photograph. She had long blond hair, blue dreamy eyes and had a smile that could make the sun rise. A feeling came over Chuck, a familiar feeling. Like this photo was the key that had slotted something into place. Like being struck by lightning, Chuck's mind suddenly was filled with images.
The picture of a computer / a brown headed woman in medical scrubs/ a small man with spikey brown hair and a beard/ a man also in medical scrubs, muscle bound and blond headed with a bubble of awesomeness/ the university of Stanford/ the logo of an electronic store; the Buy More/ the beautiful woman from the photo sitting beside him on a beach.
Chuck gasped, his mind processing the images he'd seen and converting them into memories.
"I just flashed" cried Chuck!