Hi! I do not own Chuck, at least not yet. Negotiations with NBC are currently in a standstill. They rejected my offer of two lint balls and a pretty green button, but I'm sure they won't be able to resist my bid of a really lively moth.

Well anyway thanks for giving this a chance, I hope at least it will entertain you. :) Please go ahead.

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a spy in possession of a gun must be in want of a target.

She shook her head once again trying to get rid of the memories that invaded her. She would not let herself think of the past. The last couple of months had been rough, which led her to her current location. She was sitting in the hotel´s bar, a drink in her hand, just waiting. She shouldn't had been there, her place was abroad preferably in a tropical place fighting international criminals. Instead she was sitting in what was not a very comfortable sofa, nursing a drink. At least she wouldn't be there for much longer, her mark had finally arrived. The waiting was over but she was not thrilled at the prospect of a guy stealing no so subtle glances down her blouse even if that was technically her mission. She was there to gather information, she was there on the rumor that this man may or may not be tied to certain group which may or may not be real, truth be told she was there because her partner had messed up and she was still suffering the aftermath. As unpleasant as this mission was to her, and how incredible insignificant it appeared to be, it needed to go without a hitch. There was no reason for the guy to be suspicious, so it would be ok to approach him. She let some time pass by and then subtly made eye contact with her target, when she was sure she had got his attention she prepared to move in, she inspected the room once more and that's when she saw something that threw her off balance.

If one thing may be said about Sarah Walker is that she has one hell of a poker face, which is the reason why no one around her could see the surprise or the trepidation she was currently victim of. In order to keep her calm exterior she took a little sip of her drink. She must remember a spy does not break cover and, it's clear from his lack of acknowledgment, neither does a conman.

To say Jack was surprise would be an understatement, he had not seen his little girl in years and this was definitely not the way he hoped their reunion would be, but under the circumstances their meet would have to wait. It seemed she was also in the middle of something, so approaching her would be dangerous in more ways than one. Jack kept going, hoping that one day she would understand that his constant walking off was his way of looking after her. But as luck would have it, this was not one of those times.

"Mr. Burton"

Sarah saw as four men surrounded his father. The short bold man with a beard who had addressed him was obviously important, while the rest were clearly just his muscle. Sarah reminded herself once again that a spy does not break its cover, still the men that surrounded her father didn't seem to have the best of intentions, so Bergey could hold on for a second; she left her drink and moved towards the circle of men.

"As I said, Mr. Lichtentstein is currently unavailable but if you wish we can meet tomorrow morning in his office."

Sarah couldn't believe what she was hearing, he had pulled another Lichtenstein. She stayed close enough to hear what was being said but at a reasonable distance so no one would think she was involved in what was happening. She needed to blend in, she couldn't get involved in the scene or her mark would be suspicious. From what she was hearing her dad seemed to be in real trouble this time, but so was she, it had taken a her month of research to set this ´random´ encounter with Bergey, even if it´ll probably turn out to be nothing she couldn't go to the bosses and tell them she didn't even talked to him. She was on probation, this was not the time to go off script. Her target chose that exact moment to leave; she stood there listening to his father's conversation while she saw Bergey leave the building, her career depended on this ridiculous mission, there was still time she could still go after him...

"Mr. Burton I am tired of being treated like a fool, for the last time where is Lichtenstein?" Said the angry bold man.

"Mr. Burton, I have a message from Mr. Lichtenstein"

"Ahmm, yes Ms. Applebum, gentlemen may I present you Mr. Lichtenstein´s personal assistant."

"Mr. Lichtenstein has been expecting you, how´s tomorrow at two?"

"I have a better idea why don't we go see him right now?" ask the bold guy, while the goon to his right pressed a gun against Sarah´s stomach. "I thought so, there´s no Lichtenstein"

"Mr. Lichtenstein" called a woman, who was holding a piece of paper in her hand.

"Ja?" Answered a man sitting in a little sofa.

"Mr. Lichtenstein, you have a message" the man took the paper and remained seated. The group of six approached him. "Sheik Rajiv Amad may I present Hans Lichtenstein." said Jack.

"Guten Tag" The man introduced as Hans Lichtenstein got up and started speaking in German, while it was clear that the group of people could not understand him, he kept going.

The first thought that passed through Sarah´s mind was surprise, her father had a partner. Once she was able to see him, her mind was a complete chaos, she felt a little betrayed, angry that her mission had been a complete failure, fear, but most of all she felt confused for she had never seen such kind and honest eyes. This guy was dangerous; no conman should ever have such eyes. Seeing he had no intention of stopping his German rant, she exchanged some words with him. They were very lucky, if the Sheik had been more observant he would have found suspicious that the man seemed to be amazed that the woman could understand him.

"Unfortunately Mr. Lichtenstein only speaks German but he´ll be happy to meet you tomorrow at his office."The man known as Lichtenstein turned to Sarah and told her something which the rest could not understand.

"It seems that Mr. Lichtenstein will be unavailable for the next three days and will only be able to meet on Friday, he knows that is a terrible inconvenience and offers to cover Mr. Burton´s fees." Sarah said to the group of men.

"Ok, but if I don't get my building he is a dead man, translate that" Said the bold man while he walked away with his men. Once they were out of sight Sarah turned to her father with concerned eyes, she knew exactly who the Sheik was and exactly how over his head her dad was. Another thing that worried her was that aside from her, her father had never worked with someone else and this tall man with kind eyes troubled her.

"Sweetie I´d like you to meet Charles"

Ok so that´s it. I couldn't resist writing that first line, I blame Zombies in general, I just had to try it. Thanks for reading and I would really appreciate some feedback if you have time. Well I hope to see you guys in the next chapter :)