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A/N 1: Firstly this fic is rated M for a reason, there is going to have a lot of adult topics that some people may not be comfortable with and understandable so, but this is just a warning.

A/N II: This fic is based upon season 2 ep. 1. Casey didn't get the order to stand down and followed thru with the termination order, also Langston Graham didn't die in the intersect explosion.

ABANDONED WAREHOUSE

SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA, USA

2100 HOURS

Sarah woke up with a groan while simultaneously trying to shake off the effects of whatever sedated her, she immediately took in her surroundings and realized she was seated with her hands behind the chair handcuffed together tightly. It took awhile but her eyes finally adjusted to the flickering lights that dangled from the ceiling.

"Sarah." An obviously relieved voice sounded from next to her, still a little groggy she slowly craned her neck to her left where she could now make out the rest of her team in the same predicament, Cole, Shaw, Bryce, Casey and Carina, Their respective agencies best, donned the 'Dream Team', the thought would've been amusing in a twisted way if her life wasn't about to end soon and yet she couldn't bring herself to care much, this day has been coming for over a decade since she joined the agency, her only regret, her one biggest failure is the one that haunted her the most, and some part of her wants this to be a slow death so she could feel everything as a penance of sorts for all the pain she inflicted . She was brought out of her inner musings by a raspy latin voice.

"How nice of you to join us agent Walker" Her head swiftly drifted up to a face that was still partially hidden to her, she tried to hide the surprise that flashed across her face but she was sure he caught it and he then pointed out as much.

"Oh surprised,you really shouldn't be,did you really think you could defeat us my dear,we are everywhere" then apparently pausing for effect he brought his head down to her level smirking all the while, "now before I kill you and your... friends, I'm going to make you all an offer." He stood back up to his full height and straightened out his suit and looked over his prisoners, the amusement on his face was prominent to all the agents now held captive in front of him each of whom thought processes were practically in sync they were being toyed with none of them were leaving here alive, they'd probably be milked for information then killed.

"It's simple really join us or die." He was met by silence which really didn't surprise him, of course he expected as much. He smiled down indulgently at them all.

"Okay then." He nodded towards the back of the room where six armed guards came forward.

"Kill them." He commanded, but the order never came to fruition .

ONBOARD BLACKHAWK

EN ROUTE TO:UNKNOWN

MEXICO/CALIFORNIA BORDER

20:42 HOURS

The duo were making their way back from yet another successful mission, simple really for them at least break into a fulcrum ammo dump and blow it to shit, after three years as partners they were becoming the go to agents of the US government and also the tip of the spear in the war against fulcrum which has now been waging for over four years with neither side bowing out. They were an anomaly in the spy world often referred to as 'THE GHOSTS' because their identities have yet to be confirmed by either fulcrum or even the CIA and NSA but with a hundred percent success rate the US were just glad they were on their side.

"Sergeant,agent." The voice coming over their headsets roused the partners from their restless mood and immediately brought them to attention.

"Director" They answered in unison.

"I'm sorry about this but it appears our services are needed. You're the closest friendlies in the area, you're needed for extraction of six agents captured by fulcrum. Two hours ago a special task force was sent into L.A. to acquire one Felix Rojos and from SAT images it apppears they have been captured. Your main objective will be to acquire said mark while your secondary objective is also clear. The location has already been loaded into the pilots GPS and he already has his orders, you'll be going in hot gentlemen, signal when ready for extraction , any questions gentlemen."

"What about our R&R" Asks one of the two operatives whose clearly annoyed by the turn of events but it only brings a snort of amusement from the director.

"I figured that would be your only question" the amusement still very much apparent in his voice as he continues, "are you sure you don't want the number of hostiles, the believed location of the mark, you want to know about your vacation time, you never cease to amaze me Sergeant , I'll debrief you at the safe house, 'get some' gentlemen Grant out" and with that the helicopter was brought back into silence.

"Shit, just when we're in the clear huh Carter"The elder of the two doesn't even hide his amusement from his young partner.

"Shut it Carmicheal, let's just get that gatito and save those assholes,ruining goddamn Cabo" Chuck was sure he wasn't meant to hear the end of that sentence because it only made him laugh harder.

"Oh I'm funny huh,ever jumped out of the hell hole" the bemused expression on Chuck's face gave him his answer and the amusement suddenly shifted.

"Don't worry chuckster I'm sure you'll live" The sergeant patted his partners back.

"E.T.A. Two minutes" The pilot's voice brought the men back from their jesting to the matter at hand, and as they have done so many times before slipped into their customized all black MTV'S, before reloading the magazines of their M4 assault rifles and clips from their M9 pistols unnervingly in sync with each others movement before they both donned their balaclava masks and applied the suppresors to their weapons.

"How are you on ammo" inquired the sergeant.

"Ay o-kay"replied the special agent next to him, it was times like these that reminded the sergeant that this shouldn't have been Chuck's life he was just too nice for this shit but he would be remise if he didn't admit he was one of the best partners he's had either in the corps or for ISIS.

"E.T.A. Thirty seconds." The two men positioned themselves above the opening in the deck of the helicopter and awaited further orders.

"It's just like rappeling outer a building, trust me you'll be fine Bartowski, Semper Fi ." They bought their foreheads together briefly before pulling apart, Chuck smiled at the endearment, this was their way, they had gotten close over the years and Chuck considered Carter his best-friend even more so than the bearded one not that he would ever tell Morgan that.

"5,4,3,2,1, go,go,go", and without further prompting the two agents were rappeling out of the helo.

There best bet of coming out of this alive was stealth, the warehouse was in view but it was about a quarter klick away. Looking down the scope of his gun Carter spotted six guards each brandishing assault rifles so he told Chuck as much who answered with an 'affirmative'.

The pair silently made their way to the outskirts of the compound still covered by the darkness and assessed their point of entry.

"Let's take out the one's on the roof first you take the one on the left I'll take the one the right." Ordered chuck, the sergeant was always baffled by the way he could switch in and out of his 'agent mode' so seamlessly.

"Okay" and after a brief pause to lock his eyes on the target Carter confirmed, "do it now". The two shots were not heard and the only effect that could be seen were the two guards head shooting back with the impact of the shots before they fell to the ground with muted thuds but it was enough to alert the two guards immediately below them on the ground but before they could send an alert out they were meet with the same fate as their partners lifelessly dropping to the ground. The compound was far easier to breach than expected with no discernible booby traps, now all that was left were the two sentinels patrolling the front gate who were now in a heated discussion completely clueless to the mayhem unfolding around them. The two agents finally broke apart only to reconverge silently behind their own target, both Carter and Carmicheal saw their partners target eye bulge before they both brought their hands down in tandem to muffle their screams before they plunged their KA-BAR'S in their respective guards throat holding them while they writhe beneath them before finally going limp.

Chuck watched the blood spill out of their two newest victims and couldn't help but cringe slightly at the sight, no matter how many lives he took and the number kept climbing considerable each day he still couldn't get used to it.

Seeing his partner's discomfort Carter sheathes his knife and motions for them to continue forward, Chuck nods mutely and does the same with his knife before the pair continues on now shouldering their rifles. When they reached the entrance they were met by a metal door, Carter signaled for Chuck to stop which he did, he repositioned his rifle from his right shoulder to his left and reached out with his right hand to check the door knob, it was unlocked.

'This is the worst secret location ever' thought Carter as he signaled for Chuck to be on the ready and yanked the door open scanning the room from left to right, they found a guard behind a security desk with a set of monitors with security footage of the entire warehouse, Chuck and Carter turned to each other and actually began to chuckle allowing themselves a little levity despite the situation before they turned back to the man and squeezed a round off each into the man's chest, his body shook briefly when it came into contact with the bullets and if it wasn't for the thick crimson color oozing from his chest , it would've appeared like he was sleeping.

Checking over the surveillance monitors Chuck could now make out four of the six agents held captive , there was so many different ways he thought he would react to meeting them again but the emotion that stood out the most was anger, pure unadulterated anger towards his former team and former best friend, he stared blankly at the monitors but all the tension he was feeling was being released as his hand clenched around the handle and the forward hand grip of his rifle. Carter placed his hand on his shoulder before asking.

"You good" he asked . Chuck nodded mutely before he turned to his partner.

"Their on the far end of the warehouse." Carter just nodded not bothering to inquire further he knew they would speak later, so silently they made their way to their targets.

'Can't frigging believe I got to save them ' thought Chuck

"Don't forget those corners Carmicheal" Carter reiterated his training bringing Chuck out of his inner musings and back the more pressing matters as he obeyed orders scanning every corner of each room they passed. They finally came upon another metal door, almost sure their objectives were now behind this door they didn't bother to test if it was locked or not. Carter placed a breaching charge on the door and turned to Chuck.

"Ooh rah" he whispered before he flicked the switch and the charge went off, disorienting every one on the opposite side of the door by the inward blast, without so much as a second thought they rushed into the room and opened fire upon the six disoriented guards who were trying to get their bearings but before they could a barrage of bullets were sent their way and in a matter of seconds they were laying in a puddle of blood and brain matter. Rojos was struggling on the floor trying to to pull his pistol but was shot in the shoulder for his efforts by carter who cautiously stepped towards him and kicked the pistol away,without looking away from his target he ejected his magazine and reloaded his rifle before sending another shot into the shin of Rojos. His agonized screams filled the warehouse but elicited no sympathy from either the man standing above him with a rifle or the chained agents behind them.

Meanwhile Chuck stood before the handcuffed agents unmoving he just stared his gaze lingering on both Casey and Sarah before he turned to the new members of the group where he flashed.

-Sun flower

-CIA Special Agent Daniel Shaw

-Ring specialist, married to CIA agent Evelyn Shaw

-Expert in hand to hand combat

-Sun flower.

-Polar Bear

-MI6 Agent Cole Barker

-Expert marksman and rated in the top two percentile in infiltration and inducement of enemy personnel

-Polar Bear.

Chuck glanced back at Carter whose gaze was now on him and nodded with that Carter turned back to his prisoner and Chuck turned back to the imprisoned agents who were now getting rather impatient and Shaw was the first to break the silence.

"Well are you going to kill us or set us free" hissed Shaw. Chuck didn't move he just stared at him until he averted his gaze. Carter took that time to walk up beside his partner leaving a now tranqed Rojos in the corner.

"See why I hate agents" he commented before bringing his hands up to the communicator located on his throat and spoke into the line directly routed to Director Grant. "Packages secure sir"

"Job well done team, Hawk en route, E.T.A. Five minutes, Grant out."

ONBOARD BLACKHAWK

EN ROUTE TO: BURBANK SHOPPING PLAZA/CASTLE, LA

FLYING OVER SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA, USA

2133 HOURS

The helicopter ride was passing by in silence and this was something that Chuck appreciated as he peered into the starless night that personified his mood to a tee at this present time, because as much as he wanted to hate his former team her in particular, he just couldn't, there where so many questions left unanswered which all accumulated upon seeing her again and if it wasn't for his training he was sure he would've broken down already and that's something that he hadn't felt in three years, a real emotion and even this shook him a little.

Sarah studied the men across from her they were definitely agents but who they worked for was the question that currently plagued her and by the looks on her partners face as they scrutinized there saviors who didn't say more than two words at a time to them as they guided them to the helo.

"Okay enough of this, who the hell are you and where the hell are you taking us" spat Bryce. Neither Chuck or Carter bothered to look at each other, Carter knew how his partner felt about the man and that was more than enough for him so he remained silent as well.

Sarah didn't take her eyes off of the agents that didn't so much as spare Bryce a second glance as he spoke, and as much as she wanted to know who the mysterious men were but she didn't want to push the issue so she placed a hand on his thigh to try and appease him which it did, she noticed the two men eyes avert to her hand before they looked at each other before one nodded and returned his gaze outside but his partners eyes remained on him briefly before he too returned his eyes to the night sky, she didn't have time to think about what was going on before the pilot's voice sounded over the intercom.

"E.T.A. two minutes."

Chuck now more than ever knew he was just a job to her, how could such a simple gesture put it all in perspective for him but he was glad it did, brought out of his musings by the helicopter landing he immediately pulled the door open and ducking down to avoid the pull of the propellers he made his way to the door of the orange orange that was being held open by an operative.

"Sir." his only reply was a nod before he passed him and headed into castle.

Carter wasn't far behind with a still unconscious Rojos draped over his left shoulder but before he could make it to the door he was pulled back by Casey who had a murderous look on his face.

"Okay now you tell us who the hell you are."Casey grounded out, Sarah had the same look which just made him smirk under his balacalva.

"Put your hands on me again John and I'll kill you." was his blunt response and without so much as a backward glance he too made his way into castle.

INSIDE CASTLE

2151 HOURS

The 'Dream Team were seated at the conference table going over the mission and it's subsequent failure to both General Beckman and Langston Graham when the screen split yet again to show the Deputy Director of the DOD and the Leader of ISIS which immediately put a halt to the briefing.

"Diane, Langston how are you."

"Stephen" was the only response of the two frowning directors. not affected in the slightest by the cold response of his pairs Deputy Director Grant continued.

"The details are not important, Rojos is in custody and your agents are safe,"he paused before continuing "but what is important is there willl be some changes to this task force effective immediately." Neither the General or Graham seemed overly enthusiastic but it was Graham who replied.

"What changes Grant, and under whose orders." His response elicited a small smile from the newcomer.

"Honestly,the commander in chief of course, but why don't I start from the beginning. Four years ago the president became aware of the leaks within the secret services and ordered a new branch to be created, and while it officially falls under the DOD, It's purpose remained hidden even from the other chief of staffs including the both of you, myself and the president were the only ones privy to it's existence , so ISIS was born and is what the US secret service was suppose to be a secret, and while you think the intersct falled into the wrong hands which you didn't think it pertinent to inform us by the way, we actual have the only working intersect, and that's why the project was shut down after your little... incident." Sarah, Bryce and Casey were now all listening intently but for three very different reasons. Both the general and the CIA's director didn't dare interrupt him now so he continued.

" We picked up chatter along what I'm sure was supposed to be a secure fucrum line and learned of your team's misfortune and sent our best to complete your mission, speaking of wh...", he stopped when his eyes caught movement coming from the back of the conference room, everyone's eyes followed to the two agents who just appeared.

"AHH! speak of the devils."


That was in no way a cliff hanger, yes Chuck is one of the agents that much should be certain.

This is my first Chuck fic and the first time i tried 3rd POV, should I go to 1st person, suggestions more than welcome.