Let us do something, while we have the chance.
This story is an AU from Season 3 of Chuck and a Take-off from Season 4, Episodes 1 and 2 of Eureka.
Still don't own Chuck or Eureka.
"Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves"
- Albert Einstein
Chapter 1—the Crossover
March Air Reserve Base, CA
Chuck and Sarah got out of Sarah's car. Chuck thought it was fantastic driving Sarah's Porsche on a military base. Several heads snapped to look at the car. Chuck thought it was the car in most cases, but he knew it was quiet possibly because of Sarah. Her golden hair and smile did catch most people's eye. But he also saw that they weren't the only ones. Along the way he had seen a couple vintage Corvettes, a Shelby Mustang, and a Jaguar XKE. In the parking lot a 1947 Chrysler New Yorker caught his eye. Chuck exclaimed, "Wow that's nice. Grandpa used to have one like that."
A Sergeant that was walking next to them said, "That's been around for a while, a little like the base mascot. The first commander when the Air Force was created back in 1947 brought this car. It has stayed with the base ever since."
The Sergeant held the door open for Sarah. "How about you tell me who you are and what you are doing in the Ops building?" the Sergeant asked. He was wearing a green, tan Airman Battle Uniform.
Chuck held up his badge, "Well, why don't we start with this? I am Agent Charles Carmichael of the CIA."
Sarah held her badge up, "And I am Agent Sarah Walker."
Chuck continued, "We were sent here to transport some prisoners. If this is the flight operations building, then we are in the right place. We have to coordinate getting a transport plane; it's a C-17." Casey had explained what they were going to have to do. It was actually pretty simple. They just had to confirm there was a crew for the aircraft and it was ready to depart on time. Casey's explanation had triggered a flash, so Chuck actually knew the procedures. Chuck started listening to the baseball game playing on the radio in the next room.
The Sergeant took the badges one by one and gave them back. "Looks good. You were headed the right way. The room you are looking for is around the corner and the first door on the right. If you have prisoners coming, you better let my boss know."
Chuck held up his hand, "We already did that. The security police are escorting the prisoners to the base and the flight line."
"Okay, have a good day," the Sergeant turned and went down the other hall way.
Chuck and Sarah reached for their phones at the same time. They had to study them for a second. They were the new phones from Global Dynamics. They had an enhanced antenna that connected to GD and all the other networks. It was to be a real improvement over any of the phones they had before. The phones were delivered in a big envelope to Castle the day before they completed this mission. Casey's phone was waiting for him at the conference table. He was flying into March with the General in a helicopter. The team's last mission had trapped the five Ring Elders. The Elders were being bused to March. The final destination was Supermax. Chuck and Sarah had been waiting for word that the buses had entered the base; they smiled at each other as they held their phones to their ear.
In the next second, they thought they were hallucinating. The walls of the building changed from a light blue paint to a tan while they were standing there. An ash tray appeared on the wall and the picture of C-17 Globemaster transformed into a black and white picture of an F-80 Shooting Star flight.
Chuck and Sarah pulled each other into a hug. With phones in one hand and brief cases in the other they wrapped their arms around each other. It helped them stay on their feet. Chuck whispered into Sarah's ear, "I don't think we are in Kansas anymore."
Sarah looked down at the floor. What had been a nice dark blue carpet was now a highly polished, waxed cement floor. When she looked out the window the Chrysler New Yorker was still there and the mountains were visible in the background. "Well, I don't think we have moved." She pointed out the window.
"Okay, this is too close to what we did last New Year's. Only we have gone further back. The planes in those pictures are like the first Air Force fighter jets." As if on cue the roar of the F-80s taking off could be heard. "Like I said, we are in trouble."
"You think this started at Eureka?" Sarah saw him shrug his shoulders. Late in December they had been sent to Eureka. Initially they were taking some time off. It was their first break in almost six months. The plan was to meet Ellie and Devon for a Stanford vs. UCLA basketball game at Stanford. They were on the road and had stopped off at a restaurant that Ellie recommended to Chuck. But a new mission broke up their time off, Casey called them with the news they needed to head to Eureka. At the end of their stay at Eureka they finished the perpetrator, Don Mark O, likely the last Fulcrum Agent. They used a tachyon generator and a p-brane platform to jump in time one year. At the end they were back at Eureka going to the New Year's Eve party where Chuck had officially proposed to Sarah.
Sarah looked at her hand. The ring was still there. Then she looked around. She saw a table on the other side of the hall. It looked new. The metal legs and base holding the drawer were painted grey with a darker grey rubbery top. She went over and put her brief case on it. "There were some other things in the envelope from Fargo. Let's see." She dumped out the contents of the folder. "It's a Founder's Day invitation to Eureka. There a couple badges and a letter. It's from a Doctor Grace Monroe asking us to attend Founder's Day. She said the badges are a little joke from Zane. They are replicas of the OSS badges from back then. Founder's Day is today."
"Well, the badges should come in handy if anyone really knows what the OSS is. But I have Mary in here and a new laptop in my briefcase." Chuck held up his backpack.
That was when he heard the radio, "Jackie Robinson went 0 for 3 at his first time at bat."
"Okay, not good. Please let me see the brochure again." Sarah gave it to Chuck. "Yeah, we are reliving Founder's Day, April 15th, 1947. We have to lock up these and anything else that would give us away." He put his briefcase down on the table and opened it. Taking out the tranquilizer gun from its holster, he put that in the briefcase. "You better do the same. They can't see the guns we have. They will be too advanced."
Sarah took out her SIG and put it in her brief case. She kept the Founder's packet out. Closing and locking her briefcase, she looked up at Chuck, "What are we going to do?"
"How about you tell me who you are and what you are doing in the Ops building?" said a Sergeant in a tan army uniform with an MP arm band. He was standing just in back of them with his hand over his weapon getting ready to pull it.
Chuck picked up his badge, "Well, why don't we start with this? I am Agent Charles Carmichael of the OSS."
Sarah held her badge up, "And I am Agent Sarah Walker."
Chuck gave the badge to the Sergeant and continued, "We were sent here to transport some prisoners. If this is the flight operations building, then we are in the right place. We have to coordinate getting a transport plane in, it's a Globemaster. Shouldn't be any problem for here, but we need to get it scheduled." Chuck figured that the procedure they were going to use to send off the Ring Elders to the maximum security center would be about the same. At least he was hoping it would give them a little time to figure out what to do.
The Sergeant took the badges one by one and gave them back. "Looks good. You were headed the right way. The room you are looking for is around the corner and the first door on the right. If you have prisoners coming, you better let my boss know. That's a Captain Fitzroy." The Sergeant got a paper and pencil from his pocket, "Here's his number. He'll want to know and whether we have to provide security too."
Chuck took the number, "Great. Thank you. We will check to make sure he knows. See you around."
The Sergeant waved his hand at them and continued on, "Yeah, day's not over yet."
Chuck got his briefcase and backpack off the table. He took Sarah's arm and they headed around the corner.
Sarah moved close to him, "Fitzroy, you don't think anyone else was…"
Chuck looked at her, "No. Has to be what, his grandfather? It must have to be something that happened to us because, well what?"
"We answered the phone at the same time." Sarah said and then she got out her phone. They looked at her phone. There was a flash burn on the cover. Chuck pulled his out of his pocket and saw the same thing on his phone. "That can't be good."
Chuck put everything he had back on the table and opened the phone by taking the back case off. "Wish it was as simple as a loose screw." He held the phone up to the light. "Well, that's not bad. I can fix this. Just need a new transistor."
"Do you have one?" Sarah asked.
Chuck was smiling, "Yes, a Nerd Herder always comes prepared." He pulled out his Buy More Herder kit and pulled out two transistors. After matching the frequencies, he got a small solder kit and fixed the transistors to the phones. When he started to put the back on to the phone, he found that the new transistor was slightly bigger and the back would not snap into place. "Well, a little duct tape and we are all set." Chuck gave Sarah the first phone he fixed. He said, "Better keep that close, like in one of your holsters." He finished fixing the other phone. "I wonder…" he tried to get a dial tone on the phone. Nothing happened other than some static.
"Chuck, if it does not work, how will we get back?" Sarah was watching him put his phone in a pocket.
"Well, actually I don't know. It would take a couple years to make a generator like we used at New Year's. Then we would only be able to take hops in it, a year or two at a time." Chuck took her hand, "We have to hope that the folks at Eureka will figure this out."
"But how will these work? Aren't we too far away?" Sarah asked as she squeezed his hand.
"Well, it should work. It is getting to be dusk. These phones are unique. Their reception is from cell tower, satellite, or radio. So we know the first two are out, but radio is still a possibility. With as wet as it has been we got a real good chance that we will have tropospheric ducting and then there is the possibility that since we are at a solar maximum we will get refraction off the ionosphere. Either one will work, as these phones are supersensitive." He looked at her face, "How do I know about the solar maximum?" He pointed to his head, "It's up there. They occur on centers and 1947 was one of those."
Sarah realized that Chuck was not talking about the Intersect, but the data from Kim. Doctor Kim Yamazaki and Doctor Henry Deacon had worked on a project that was a deep space probe, only this was a probe where the universe was deep space. Henry and Kim made the data package for the probe and some other things at went on the mission. Kim structured the mission so that it would return to earth if it could. She also gave it the ability to form its own artificial intelligence. It did, in a way. By the time it came back, the probe returned with a Kim in it. That Kim was a replica and was used by the probe to store all of the data it collected on its mission.
Sarah smiled at the comedy of errors that put Kim's data into Chuck. At one of Henry's demonstrations in the lab at Global Dynamics he was testing the feasibility of transmitting Kim's data using images and a laser as the transmission medium. When Henry began the demonstration Chuck took a step forward toward the laser bench, Doctor Douglas Fargo's mini-masher toy truck jumped a split second before that and sped forward on its trial run. Fargo being Fargo had set the speed at sixty and the little truck made it to fifty by the time Chuck's foot came down on it. It exploded almost at once, sending Chuck head first into the laser table. The explosion caused everyone else to react. It forced a bad choice for Doctor Unna, a Fulcrum agent, he pulled a ceramic glock and was taking aim at Sarah. By the time he had his aim finished there were three bullets in him, one from Sarah and two from Casey. Something in Chuck worked against him. When he hit the table his eyes had closed, but the sound of the shots made him open his eyes to see what was happening. The laser performed its function, projecting the images on Chuck's retina. Everyone continued to be on alert. Sarah saw Chuck fall, but kept a hand on his back to keep him down and out of the gunfire. The result was that Chuck took much of the download.
That download was instrumental in the defeat of the Ring. It was also the one thing they tried to keep a secret. While Chuck had become the spy he fought so hard to become, Chuck and Sarah knew that Kim's data was another thing entirely. Chuck was beyond the national asset with the Intersect, Kim's data put him at another level. Casey knew but never said anything. But they were constantly keeping General Beckman away from the information. So Chuck would try to throw people off by pointing to his head and saying, 'It's up there.' On a couple of occasions they were sure General Beckman thought he was referring to the Intersect. Other times, he would come up with some real or fictitious high school or college project that was related to his use of the knowledge.
Chuck could see that Sarah was smiling, "What are you happy about? This is serious. Whatever happened, even with all of this," again pointing to his head, "I don't have the equipment here to do anything."
"I know. I was just thinking," Sarah replied. "Could we try every half hour or so to see if we can get in contact with someone at GD?"
"Sure, good idea," Chuck replied. "We probably ought to go to the operations room before that Sergeant comes back."
Sarah took his arm, "Let's stop by. I don't think we should try to schedule anything. That would draw attention to us."
"Okay, let's just walk through. If we see the Sergeant, we'll tell him that the prisoner movement got cancelled for the day," Chuck agreed.
Sarah went on, "Yes, and if we get stopped in the operations room, we'll just tell them we are looking for a ride back to Washington, D.C. That should work."
They went to the operations room. Chuck stopped at the counter to check the schedule that was posted.
A private came up to Chuck, "Could I help you sir?"
Chuck thought he might as well go with what they had discussed, "Well yes, our mission got cancelled. Are there any flights to Washington D.C. scheduled?"
"Oh, you just missed today's flight. There is another flight to D.C. scheduled for tomorrow," the Private pointed at the scheduling board.
The MP Sergeant was back and came up next to Chuck, "Going to D.C.?"
Sarah answered, "Yes, the prisoner transport got cancelled. They are going to keep them a little longer to see if they can get a straight story and possibly round up a couple more of the perpetrators. So we were going to head back to D.C."
Chuck turned, "I thought it might be easier to do it here than go back to Los Angeles and get a plane from there."
"Yes, Sergeant, I just explained the next flight is tomorrow," the Private interjected trying to impress the Sergeant.
"If you are going to wait, the billeting office is just in back of the little park out front. Things have been kind of slow, not a lot of visitors this week. You should be able to get a couple of rooms," the Sergeant pointed out the window.
Chuck said, "Thank you. You have both been very helpful."
The Private still going the extra said, "You'll need to check in at the passenger terminal down the road about an hour before the flight. Have a good night, sir," and reached to shake Chuck's offered hand.
Chuck turned and took Sarah's arm and they went out the other door. Chuck nodded his head at the end of the building, there was a glass door there leading to the outside. They went quickly through the door and outside. Turning to the front of the building, they walked across to the parking lot.
They were both looking around to see if there was any relief nearby. Chuck pointed to the small park across the street that the Sergeant had pointed to, "Let's go over there and check in at billeting. We can get a couple rooms." They walked over and found that it was simple to get the rooms.
Over at the rooms Chuck went in Sarah's room. "So what do you think they are doing at Eureka?" Sarah asked while sitting on the bed.
Camp Eureka
"Nice work, Jack!" Henry exclaimed. The Einstein Grant Bridge, a transmitter in Doctor Einstein's lab came to life. Kevin, Doctor Allison Blake's son, had activated the same machine on Main Street at the Founder's Day exhibits in 2010 Eureka. The two machines using solar flares from the solar maximum created the bridge between 1947 and 2010. They linked with the new GD cell phones and the connection transported five people from Eureka in 2010, to Camp Eureka of 1947. Henry was one, Allison was another, then there were Deputy Sheriff Jo Lupo and Fargo. Finally, Sheriff Jack Carter was transported. Henry and Doctor Trevor Grant, the co-founder of Eureka, were working on cell phones and replacing the burnt-out transistors with ones that Doctor Grant had in the lab.
Sheriff Jack Carter was across the street in the tower of a satellite dish. He had just reoriented the antenna manually to point at the satellite. As he looked down he saw Allison being taken into the Major Ryan's office. Major Ryan had been trying to round up the possible spies ever since Jack first came in the gate. Jack climbed down from the satellite antenna and ran over to Albert Einstein's lab. Jack ran into the lab, "Ryan has Allison. I am going after her. How are the phones?" He slowed down as he came to Henry's bench.
"Well, I've got two ready I hope," Henry replied.
"Great," after a double take Jack asked, "You hope?"
Doctor Grant was next to Henry putting on his suit cost. "You'll never reach her without getting caught. I'll go with you."
Henry looked up perplexed, "Wait, I can't do the others alone."
"Well, I can't help, I have to help him," Doctor Grant rebutted.
Fargo and Jo came rushing into the lab. Fargo said, "Maybe we can help?"
Jack looked at Fargo's outfit. The front of it was smoking. "Fargo, why are you on fire?"
"I'd rather not talk about it," Fargo came back.
Jo said, "He stepped up." Jo and Fargo were over in a holding cell earlier. Allison had managed to get over to them. She gave them some of the magnesium powder from the fireworks display at the camp. Fargo put that in the lock of the jail and lit it. The problem was that is needed water to really do the job. When Fargo stepped up to do the job, the flash back of the magnesium caught his pants on fire.
Jo continued, "Allison helped us out. She said she saw you headed this way."
Jack acknowledged, "Yeah, but Ryan got her. Jo, I need you to guard the lab to make sure Henry and Fargo can work."
Jo smartly replied, "Done."
Doctor Grant looked around the room, "You're all from 2010?"
Jo asked, "Who is this guy?
Henry responded, "Doctor Trevor Grant."
Fargo exclaimed, "The Trevor Grant."
The Doctor smiled, "Yes, I am actually."
Jack whistled, "We got to go." He did get everyone's attention.
"Yes, we'll get to Allison as quickly as we can, but Henry, you have to turn on the beacons before 11:00 PM or you all will be stranded here," Doctor Grant got his jacket on and went around the bench.
"Got it," replied Henry.
Doctor Grant in a longing voice said, "I wish I was coming with you." Then he stepped back to the bench, "It was a real pleasure to meet you, Doctor Deacon."
"Well, the honor is mine, Doctor Grant." They shook hands. Henry got one of the phones and gave it to Jack. Pointing he said, "Don't break that."
"That would suck," replied Jack as he headed toward the door of the lab.
March Field
Chuck and Sarah were still in Sarah's room. Earlier they agreed that nothing could be left behind. So Chuck put the backpack on and the strapped the brief cases to their wrists. They had been trying on the half hour to make a call with the phones. It was almost 11:00 PM. Chuck wasn't going to give up, "I can't believe this. I did not spend the last three years trying to defend my friends only to find when I am seventy that they are five years old and can finally write their names."
Sarah laughed, "Well, you would be able to see Jeff win Missile Command."
Chuck was about to say very funny when the light on the display of the phones lit. "Okay call on the phones." Chuck and Sarah hit redial, put the phones to their ears, held each others' hand, and kissed.
Camp Eureka
Henry was making the last adjustments to the Einstein Grant Bridge. He called out, "It's time." He was surprised to see his phone ring.
March Air Reserve Base, CA
Chuck and Sarah looked at each other and walked out of the building, then over to Sarah's car. They were back in 2010. Chuck and Sarah wrapped themselves around each other. Chuck asked, "You okay?"
"Fine here. You think this worked?" Sarah asked.
"We are all in one piece. The pictures in the building turned back to transport planes and the carpet was back. And your car is there," Chuck pointed to Sarah's Porsche.
"Yeah, but wasn't that one a greenish gray?" Sarah pointed to the 1947 Chrysler New Yorker.
A Sergeant who had walked up next to them said, "That's been around for a while, a little like the base mascot. The first commander when the Air Force was created back in 1947 brought this car. Actually, the story goes that he had a brought one of those greenish ones in the spring, but when the Air Force was created in September, he traded it in on a blue one. It has stayed with the base ever since."
A/N Hope this sparks a little interest. If you have seen the new Eureka episodes, you'll know we are into AU territory.
Please review.
