A/N: Hello! It's been a while since I've dabbled in the Chuck and Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. universes, and it feels good to return. Hopefully this time around all the characters won't be OOC…

Promo: /watch?v=TW135tIy2HE

Disclaimer: I don't own Chuck or Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The original three of Team Bartowski was sitting in the center of Carmichael Industries, discussing the route that the former free-lance spy organization was going to take. Chuck and Sarah had spent the past two years rebuilding Carmichael Industries' resources in between Chuck still working at the Buy More and Sarah working through her recovery.

Casey let out an annoyed filled groan as he listened to the two Bartowskis sitting on the other side of the table from him as they explained the last part of putting the company back on the map.

"Now, now, Casey," Chuck began as he wrapped his hands around his coffee mug. He knew this would be Casey's reaction once he and Sarah presented the idea to him, and quite frankly, Chuck couldn't really blame him. It was a shift in the opposite direction Casey was used to, especially after working with Verbanski for a year. "We talked about this before a few years ago. Just because Carmichael Industries would be more on the cyber security side doesn't mean that there won't be some field ops –"

"No, but it implies it," he interrupted.

"So you'll have more time for target practice," Chuck reasoned. "That and you never know when someone like Shaw is going to pop back up. Something like that happens more often than you think," he explained; which it was true. However, Chuck knew that Casey wouldn't be in the field as much as he would want. Maybe he could do some side work for the CIA; that is if Beckman's offer is still good despite it being two years old. "Who knows, if there aren't that many assignments for you coming across the table, maybe you can work something out with Beckman."

Casey opened his mouth to respond, but the sound of Morgan's voice came from behind them. "And – it was your idea to come back after things with Verbanski didn't work out."

Sarah, Chuck, and Casey turned to see Morgan walking down the stairs into Castle, and all of them were giving the little bearded man the same look, plus a barely audible grunt coming from Casey.

He paused once he reached the last step and looked at them. "What? It's true – so what if Casey missed us?"

Chuck gave his best friend a disapproving glance as Sarah spoke. "Morgan, what are you doing down here?"

"Yeah," Chuck echoed. "I thought some big hot shots from corporate were going to be at the store this morning."

Morgan bobbed his head from side to side. "They're in the store right now, actually. But I'm letting Big Mike handle them," he explained as he walked over towards the table and sat down in one of the rolling chairs. "If they need me, Mike will let me know. So, how are the company plans coming along?" he asked as he picked up one of the open files near him and began to look at what was inside it. Casey quickly snatched it out of his hands, clearly startling Morgan as he jumped back and nearly toppled the chair he was sitting in over.

Before anyone could give him an answer, their main conference screen came to life and revealed an image of General Beckman.

"General," Casey greeted.

"Team," she returned.

"General, it's definitely great seeing you again," Chuck began, "but why are you calling?" he finished in a confused tone.

"If you would let me explain, Bartowski, I would do just that."

"Sorry," Chuck rushed in his usual manner.

"Now – recently a warehouse in Minsk has been under the CIA's and NSA's radar due to some suspicious activity," she began as she pressed a button on her keyboard, bringing up the image of the warehouse on a side monitor. "One of our undercover agents was surveilling the area when he spotted these two men entering the building." Beckman brought up their images on another one of the side monitors, and once Chuck laid his eyes upon them, their files came up before his eyes.

Christopher Eyre – Former Fulcrum software engineer – previously hired at Roark Industries – Head engineer on the Fulcrum Intersect Project – CapturedEscaped

James Belle – Ring Software Engineer – Connections to Cybertech – Last known location: Paris, France, April 2010 – Built cypher

Chuck blinked as he came out of the flash. "Wha… what are the Ring's and Fulcrum's previous heads of their software divisions doing there?"

"Once they were identified, we took an infrared image of the compound, and we found most of the warehouse walled with servers and –"

"—an Intersect White room, along with a lab to build the cypher," Chuck concluded.

Both Sarah and Casey's eyes widened. "But who would want to build an Intersect? Both organizations were dismantled long ago," Sarah reasoned.

"It doesn't matter who is building it, but the fact that it's out there. The reason I called you is because you… four," Beckman stammered as she eyed Morgan, "…are all of what's left of the Intersect project. I need you to retrieve what they have made this for and bring the warehouse down."

Casey and Sarah nodded their heads in agreement, but Chuck was the only one who spoke. "No."

"Bartowski, what are you trying to pull?" Casey muttered.

"Chuck, it's not safe out there if we let an Intersect fall into the wrong hands," Sarah explained.

He nodded. "I know, and that's exactly my point, Sarah. I know that if we retrieve their progress and hand it over, it's not just going to sit in some government vault forever. It won't be long before someone like Decker or Quinn comes along again to try and use it. My dad never wanted that. If anything gets retrieved, it's going somewhere I know anyone won't find it."

Beckman took her glasses off the bridge of her nose and folded them in front of her. "Agreed."

Chuck looked over at Sarah. "One more mission?"

A small smile came over her lips. "I thought we weren't supposed to say that," she lightly teased. "Yeah – one more mission."

Chuck returned Sarah's smile and then faced the screen again. "When do we leave, General?"

"A plane will arrive at the airport to take you to Minsk within the hour. Good luck," she said before she ended the feed.

Morgan stood up and clasped his hands together. "Alright! I'll start packing!"

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"Morgan, how does the perimeter look?" Chuck asked over the com as he, Sarah, and Casey entered the warehouse.

"All good, there's a few baddies around the corner, but you should be in the next hall by the time they even move an inch," he explained as the sound of slurping filled the line.

The three team members stopped in their tracks. "Moron, are you drinking coffee?" Casey asked, now recalling how Morgan could be on missions.

"Give me a break Casey, it's cold out here!" Morgan defended.

Chuck shook his head as the three headed down the hall. "That's fine, Morgan, just mute your com when you do that, okay"

"Okay, got it."

The three of them continued down the hall. "Alright, Chuck," Sarah began. "Where to next?"

Chuck pulled back his sleeve and looked down at his father's old forearm computer. Over the years, Chuck had made some upgrades to it so it could keep up with the fast pace of modern technology. He tapped the screen a few times and led them down the next corridor.

After a few more minutes of weaving throughout different passageways, a loud crackling came over their coms. "Guys – think – there is someone –" they heard Morgan say before the coms went dead.

"Morgan?" Chuck asked as he tried to get him back on the line. "Morgan, are you there?"

Casey let out a grunt as he raised his gun in front of him. "Looks like we've got some company."

Sarah nodded her head in agreement. "Someone must have found out we were here. You two go find the Intersect white room, I'll patrol the area."

"No, Sarah," Chuck protested. "We should all stick together."

"She's right, Chuck," Casey countered. "We don't know how many they have, and the longer she can stall them, the more time you will have to get everything that is related to the Intersect."

"Why can't you go?"

"Walker is quicker when it comes to stealth."

Sarah took ahold of Chuck's hand. "Don't worry about it," she assured him. "I'll be fine." She leaned in and kissed him before she turned and headed down the hall. Sarah turned her head to face them one last time before they headed to find the white room. Before she headed around the corner, Sarah inhaled a calming breath and raised her pistol. She headed back the way they had come and checked each corner. Sarah approached the end of the hallway and was prepared to head around the corner when her gun was knocked out of her hand and she was met with a head of black hair.

A/N: Let me know what you thought! Not sure how often I'm going to be updating, but I hope to see you soon!