Disclaimer: I don't own them. Except Kaitie, she's all mine!

Timeline: Um, starts in season 2 episode "Chuck vs. The Dream Job" and will continue through a slightly AU season 3 (or at least that's the plan at this point)

Author's Note: I know several of you have been waiting for this story so here it is! My first real shot at a multi-chapter Chuck fic. It's not as long as I would have liked but I started writing and got hit by a little inspiration. This is mainly introduction and I promise there will be more CHARAH soon! It's all done in Kaitie's POV in this chappie. Enjoy.

"For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else."

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Chapter 1: "The break we've been waiting for…"

Deep breaths, Kaitlyn Bartowski reminded herself, deep breaths. She sat in the driver's seat of her little black convertible staring at the door to the trailer in front of her. Dad said that he finally arrived, that one of his handler's tracked us down. This is the break we've been waiting for since Dad found out about Charles, Kaitie reminded herself. Still, she'd never met her brother before, only watched from a distance. Forcing herself to move she opened the door and pulled her back pack out after her. Slinging the black bag up on her shoulder she shut the door and nervously swung her key ring around her finger. Her heart was pounding as she took one deep breath to calm her nerves and knocked.

"One moment Charles," she heard her dad say and then the door opened. He smiled down at her and for a second she wasn't so nervous about this.

Steven Bartowski, also known as Orion, had been with her for two years now. He'd tracked her down after her mother had died and made sure that she was safe, that she was be cared for, and it was the first time in her life that she'd ever had anyone concerned about her. Steven had explained about why he hadn't been a part of her life, had told her about the Intersect and his part in creating it. Kaitie had been a little shocked at first, but it had explained a lot.

The only real memory she'd had of Steven, up until then, had been from when she was three. Her mother's latest dead beat boyfriend had taken her out drinking and Kaitie had been left locked in the apartment with a sippy cup of juice and a kid's meal from McDonald's. A man, her father, had appeared out of no where and she'd been really scared at first. Then he showed her a picture, of him and two other kids that looked a lot like him. She figured he couldn't be a bad man if he had two little kids as well. He'd taken her over to the couch and pulled out a laptop.

"Do you trust me Kaitie?" he'd asked. Kaitie had nodded.

"Of course Daddy." A strange look had crossed his features and Kaitie had put her little hand over her father's. He shook his head trying to clear it and gave her a smile.

"Alright Kaitie, I'm going to show you some pictures. It may hurt just a little bit and if it does I want you to tell me, okay?" Steven had explained with a pained look. Kaitie nodded, not at all afraid. Pain didn't scare her like it did other kids. Her mommy's boyfriend liked to hurt her all the time. You got used to the pain. Steven had pressed some keys on the key board and pictures had filled the screen. She couldn't look away as the pictures filled her head. When it was all over she had looked back up at her dad.

"Did I do good daddy?" she asked. Steven, who'd been frowning at his laptop looked back over at her and smiled.

"Yes Sweetie, you did great. Daddy just had to make sure you were okay," he said. He softly fingered her curly hair before folding up the laptop and putting it back in his bag. "I want you to always trust your instincts Kaitie. Will you do that for me? If you feel like you should run, then I want you to run." Kaitie had nodded very seriously, sensing that her father had been telling her the truth and that he was very scared about something.

"Promise," she'd replied and he'd grinned. He kissed her once, hugged her, and then slipped back out into the night.

Since that night Kaitie had always been able to sense certain things about people. Her father said even he wasn't completely sure how much she could get from someone just by looking at them, but it was certainly a valuable asset and had often worked to her advantage. The second part of what had happened that night she wouldn't learn about until much later, when she received a letter from her father telling her that he wanted her to take up self defense.

The very first class she went to she knew something was wrong. The instructor had shown them some simple beginner moves and told them to partner up, because there was an uneven number Kaitie had partnered with their instructor. The first move he made removed some barrier inside her. She blocked his attack and then countered with a move of her own so quick that he hadn't seen it coming. The thirteen year old had, in seconds, knocked their instructor out cold.

Now Kaitie knew what had happened to her. She had an Intersect of her own. One that worked rather differently that her brother's, but was still just as powerful. She had been fourteen when her father had explained all of this to her and he'd begun training her. She was better than any field agent he'd ever seen and she'd used her skills to help keep him safe for the past two years; though he'd tried to convince her not too. The CIA was aware of Orion's new partner, Wraith, they called her and even now she wanted to roll her eyes at the name. Apparently it wasn't just her brother who'd seen way too many spy movies; although it was an accurate description because she moved through the shadows as if she was one of them herself. She grinned as she thought of her track record. Whouldn't the CIA, and many others, be surprised to find out that the trained guard dog of Orion himself was actually a 16 year old girl? Of course there hadn't been that much activity from her lately because Orion had "died" once again.

"Kaitlyn," Steven greeted, causing her to leave her memories. Kaitie smiled back and nodded. She was ready. "I wasn't expecting you today. Come in, there's someone I think you should meet." Kaitie stepped inside and immediately spotted him. Charles Irving Bartowski was tall, with curly brown hair and warm, trusting eyes. He had a small, confused smile on his face as he looked to the woman next to him for a split second before looking back at her. Kaitie smiled back and allowed herself a moment to study him before looking over at his companion. Sarah Walker, or at least that was her cover name, was her brother's CIA handler. Sarah was beautiful; there was no other way to put it, with pretty blonde hair and ice blue eyes. She seemed comfortable, but Kaitie knew that she was on guard even here. She gave the blonde a smile as well and noticed how it seemed to relax her just a bit. Good, she liked his handlers.

"Charles," her dad began, drawing her back from her observations again. "I'd like you to meet your younger sister, Kaitlyn Bartowski. Kaitie, this is your older brother Chuck, and his girlfriend Sarah." Kaitie nodded to the shocked couple and shared a quick look with her dad before returning their gaze.

"It's nice to finally meet you."

Whew, the first chapter is done. You have no idea how scared I was writing this. I don't usually do my stories from the point of view of any one character and this is all a little new. I have to say that I like doing it from Kaitie's POV though cause it means I have to explain less, or at least it seems that way. I've got to go pick up my mom from work. I hope you like the story and I promise to update soon. Oh, and for those of you who are reading "Brother vs. Sister: It was Always the love songs" I have the last chapter I'm just editing it and trying to work out a few kinks. I hope to have it up soon. Read and review.

Phoenix