A/N: Hello again. I've been abandoned this one since like...forever. I didn't even know why suddenly I have the courage to actually post this. But I hope it's one of those fic that will entertain one or two Chuck and Sarah shippers out there. I would like to thank my beta FireFromAbove for kind enough to be my beta. God knows I always need one. And probably she's surprise that I finally post this, since she beta-ed this months ago. Thank you Holly :) I don't know whether there are already this kind of story around in ff but I hope mine is different.

Okay in this story, Team Giant Blonde She-male was a tad late leaving Chuck went to the phase three. What will happen to the gang?

I've said it once, and I'll said it till I die: reviews are like water to my brain, they will force my subconscious to keep this story going. So, reviews are highly and deeply appreciated.

Chapter 1: Wake Up, You Got A Lot To Live For

That's the cabin. He must be inside.

Sarah's heart beat faster. She opened the door to find the Belgian was about to leave the cabin with a gun in his hand. She pointed her gun at him.

"I've been looking for you," she hissed.

She kicked the Belgian's gun away and hit him. Hard.

Her eyes cast the room in search for her man. Then there he was. Her Chuck. There was this slight relief knowing that she had finally found him. But the feeling instantly changed when she saw him sitting unconsciously in a chair across the room, with his head all wired up to some machine.

"Chuck," she called out running toward him.

"It really is no use, he is almost completely gone," the doc said.

Casey emerged in the cabin with Morgan behind him.

"Shut up!" Casey hit the doctor, rendering him unconscious.

Sarah approached Chuck, disentangled him from all the wires and straps on him.

"Chuck. Chuck. Oh my God," she called, but he didn't respond.

"Chuck, c'mon, please wake up. Chuck, listen to me, I'm here." She cupped his cheek with both of her hands. "Chuck, I'm here. I came to rescue you. I'm right here, Chuck. Chuck, please...come on." Her voice broke down into a devastated sob.

Morgan came behind her. There, he witnessed that even a super spy can have moments of weakness. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know how to soothe a baby let alone a super spy. And his feelings were also a train wreck right now, knowing that his best friend was laying there unconscious and helpless. And he couldn't do anything about it.

"Hey...hey...hey...hey. Tell him what you told me before, okay? He'll hear that. I know it. This is your chance. Don't...don't be Sarah Walker, the spy. Be Sarah Walker, the girlfriend," Morgan finally said.

"Chuck, please. Chuck I love you. Please wake up. I have so much that I want to tell you." Her tears started to fall down. "I found your proposal plan. You were gonna do it in the beach in Malibu. Where we watched the sunrise after our first date. There were several race cars involved. Chuck, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I don't care if you have the intersect or not." Her voice was trembling. "Without you I'm nobody. I'm nothing but a spy. Come back to me Chuck. I wanna marry you."

She kissed his lips hoping for a miracle. As a little girl, she had never been the kind of girl who believed in fairy tales. How can you believe in fairy tales, when you didn't grow up hearing them? Because unlike any other little girls, her dad didn't read her fairy tales or happy ending bed time stories. Sure, her dad told her stories, but mostly were about techniques for their next con job. But at this exact moment she really hoped her kiss could somehow bring her prince back to her arm.

Seconds felt like eternity. She waited and waited, but Chuck didn't move an inch. Casey approached Dr. Mueller still laying unconscious on the ground. He shook him.

"Hey! Get up. What did you do to him, huh?" he demanded as he gripped his lab coat collar.

"You're too late. He's already in Phase Three," the doctor answered.

"And what's that supposed to mean?" Casey tightened his grip.

"It means he has lost all of the memories, except for the Intersect," he answered.

Sarah approached the doctor, glaring at him. "How do we get him back? Tell me!"

"You can't. He's gone," the doctor said.

Sarah grabbed him from Casey and punched him in the face. Blood started to ooze from the corner of his lips. She punched him again and again. Casey pulled her by the arm.

"Walker, enough," he said. He could understand why she was acting like this. But, he also knew that she had to calm herself down to get any information they needed from the doctor.

"Look, doctor. As you can see, that man sitting on that chair is one hell of an important person for my partner here. I've been her partner for years and believe me, she will do anything...and I mean anything, to every single person who did something bad to him," he informed him. "So, I ask you once more and you better answer smartly. What did you do to him and how can we get him back?" he half whispered half grunted.

"Look...look. Honestly, this is quite a new experiment for me. All I know is that De Smet paid me to get the Intersect back in any way possible. I already told him that my last method is something that I've never tested before."

"What method?" she quickly asked.

"Phase Three. It is a stage where we wipe out all of the patient's thoughts and memories in order to get particular information out. In this case, the Intersect. It means that when Phase Three is finished, he'll wake up with nothing but the Intersect."

Sarah shivered at the last sentence.

Nothing?

"What do you mean nothing?" Casey asked.

"He won't have any recollection whatsoever about who he was at all. Even not his personality," he explained.

With that last word Sarah couldn't stand it any longer. She got up on her feet and approached the helpless Chuck. She hugged him so tight; she didn't want to let go. She had lost him. She had lost the only man she had ever truly loved. She lost him and she never had the chance to say those words she just said minutes before. That she loved him just for who he was. She had loved him even before knowing that he was the human Intersect. She loved him just because of who he was. A man that made her laugh at their first fake date. The date was a fake for sure. But all of her laughs, the emotions that she showed that night, all of them were real. Of course she didn't admit it at first, not even to her self. But deep down she always knew. She cried. She couldn't think. She felt numb. Her heart ached.

Morgan stood in the room looking blankly at his best friend. What? This can't be happening. This is just a dream. How will I tell Ellie?

Casey knocked Dr. Mueller unconscious. He rose to his feet and approached his partner. He placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Look, Walker, I'm sure we can get him back."

"How Casey? You heard the doctor. We've lost him Casey. I lost him," she said still hugging him.

"First things first, Walker. We get him out of here, and we'll think about the rest back home. I'm sure Beckman will find us the best doctors to work on him," Casey said trying to calm his partner. He looked at Chuck and Sarah, as much as he didn't want to admit it, it broke his heart seeing his partners like this. He cared too much. As Chuck had said before. "Admit it Casey, you have feelings for me. You love me, John Casey" He remembered the moment, the moment that saved his life years ago. The moment where once again team Bartowski succeeded another mission.

Team Bartowski.

Gone...

So...so...? How was it? I know it's short, as short as Zac's short shorts at the TCA. But I'm in a process for the next chapter. Tell me should I continue or just stop and weep on the corner of my room?

R&R people :)