Before the Storm

By RascalFlattsS

Disclaimer: Do not own Chuck.

Summary: Orion is the best computer programmer the CIA ever had. And the Ring wants him. How do they find him? By kidnapping everyone's favorite CIA agent with an Intersect in his head of course. Can team Bartowski save Chuck and his dad and stop the Ring's evil plans in time?

Plenty of Chuck whumpage.

Some mild swearing. Nothing too bad. And maybe a few little spoilers but nothing too big, I promise.

Note: Takes place in the beginning of Season 3. I know that Ellie and Devon moved out within the first or second episode but for the story, I wanted to explore Chuck's and Ellie's relationship and for the purpose of the story, it flows better if Chuck still lives with Ellie and Devon.

Any spellings and grammar errors are mine. The computer just needs to get smarter than I am


Secret Evil Guy Hiding Place-Location Unknown

"Any luck?" asked the man taking another puff from his cigar.

"None yet, sir," replied the technician.

"He couldn't have just fallen off the face of the earth!" shouted the man.

"We'll keep searching, sir," said the technician.

The man sighed and stormed off. He slammed the door to his office, ignoring the other man already in there. "Damn it Carl! At this rate, we'll never find him!"

"Patience James," replied Carl. "Orion didn't just fall off the face of the earth."

"Apparently he has," said James. "We can't seem to find him."

"Oh course you're not going to find him," said Carl smiling, "Orion is the type of man where if he doesn't want to be found, you're not going to find him."

"Then what do you suggest we do?" asked James.

"It's simple," said Carl. "I'm surprised to you didn't think of it sooner." Carl paused. "We let Orion come to us."

"And how exactly do you suggest we do that?" asked James.

Carl rolled his eyes and pulled a vanilla folder. He tossed it on the desk. James picked it up. A picture was paper clipped to the top.

"It's just a matter of using the right bait," said Carl.

"Orion has a family?" asked James.

Carl nodded, "His daughter Ellie and her husband Devon." He pointed to Ellie and Devon in the picture. "Both are doctors. And both potential targets. But his son-"he pointed to Chuck-"this is the potential goldmine."

"Why the son?" asked James.

"Read the file," said Carl. "Young Chuck has followed in his father's footprints." He smiled, "You get the son and daddy dearest will come running."


Barktowski-Woodcomb Residence-Burbank, California

"CHUCK!"

Chuck Bartowski groaned and rubbed his eyes. He rolled over and looked at his alarm clock. 7:30 am. And he had gotten home at 4 am.

Being a spy was definitely cutting into his sleep.

"CHUCK!"

Chuck groaned and rolled up and out of bed. He walked out into the kitchen. "Good morning," he mumbled. He looked at his sister, "Why are you yelling so loud?"

"Because of this," said Ellie. She grabbed his hand and dragged him into the living room. "You left your stuff out in the middle of the room again Chuck! I almost broke my neck tripping over it."

"Sorry Ellie," said Chuck. He picked up his backpack. "Won't happen again."

"I also noticed you didn't get home till 4 am," said Ellie. "Where were you?"

"I was at the Buy More," said Chuck. "Big Mike had me doing inventory."

"Till 4 am?" asked Ellie.

"No," said Chuck. "I was only supposed to stay an hour or so and do inventory but…" Chuck signed rubbing the back of his neck, "I took a quick break in the home theatre room and I guess I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew it was 3:30 in the morning."

Ellie sighed. "You're working too much Chuck," she said. "You need to get a different job-a better job. You have a Stanford decree for crying out loud!"

"Ellie, sweetie," said Devon. He came up behind Ellie and wrapped his arms around her, "Give Chuck a break. He doesn't need a lecture right away in the morning."

"Thank you Awesome," said Chuck.

"I just don't want to see you waste your life," said Ellie.

"I'm not wasting my life," said Chuck.

"Working at the Buy More?" asked Ellie. "What do you call that? Chuck, you could do so much more if you only applied yourself."

"Ellie," started Chuck.

"Whatever Chuck," said Ellie. "Waste your life. See if I care." She grabbed her purse and marched out the door, slamming it shut behind her.

"Great," said Chuck. "That's just what I needed."

"Don't worry bro," said Devon. "I'll talk to her."

"Thanks Devon," said Chuck. He rubbed his eyes and reached for the coffee pot.

"Another late night mission?" asked Devon.

Chuck nodded, "Yeah. Luckily I have the day off from Buy More, so I should be able to catch some sleep."

"Good," said Devon. "You work too hard Chuck."

Chuck smiled, "Tell me about it."

"I have to go to work," said Devon. He paused, "You know Ellie is only looking out for your best interest, right?"

Chuck nodded, "I know."


Chuck tried to go back to sleep but no matter how he tried, he couldn't go back to sleep. He kept going over the fight with Ellie. Finally after a half hour, Chuck finally gave up on the idea of trying to sleep.

It was quarter to eight. He wasn't due at Castle till one. That gave him plenty of time to go to the hospital and straighten things out with Ellie.

Satisfied with his plan, he got up and took a quick shower. He dressed in a pair of jeans, a long sleeve white shirt with a red t-shirt on top and his favorite tennis shoes.

Chuck was sitting at the breakfast table eating a bowl of cereal when he heard a noise from coming down from the hall. Chuck looked up startled.

He waited a few moments when he thought he heard the sound of footsteps. He got up and started to walk down the hall. He held his cell phone in his hand, with his finger on the speed dial to call Sarah for back-up.

He searched the bathroom and his room and found nothing. He walked into Ellie's and Devon's room. He barely made it into the room when a large force slammed into him. Chuck fell backwards, slamming his head against the floor. His cell phone went flying out of his hand.

Chuck felt two rough hands grab him and pull him up. Chuck struggled but the two men (who were the same build of John Casey) had him in a tight grip.

A man stepped out of the shadows. He had thick blonde hair that was combed back. He had a large scar on his check.

Chuck felt himself flash. He saw the entire file of the man before him: Carl Rottweiler, rogue spy believed to be working for the Ring. Carl worked on the team that built the Intersect.

The flash ended and Chuck shook his head, trying to clear his head.

"I see that you had flashed," said Carl. "And yes Chuck, I know all about the Intersect and I know that you already know who I am."

"What do you want?" asked Chuck.

"Isn't it obvious?" asked Carl.

"You're here for the Intersect," said Chuck.

"No, not really," said Carl. "I don't really give a rat's ass about the Intersect. I helped build it; if I wanted another, I would just build it."

"Then what the hell do you want?" asked Chuck.

"You," said Carl, smiling. "You and I are going to take a field trip. We can do the easy way or the hard way."

Chuck smiled as he flashed on his karate skills, "I prefer the hard way." He kicked the guy on the right in the knee. Once he let go, Chuck used his free hand to punch the guy on his left straight in the face. The guy stumbled back and hit a picture frame, knocking it to the floor. Once he was taken care of, Chuck turned his attention to the other man, fighting with him.

The bad guy kicked Chuck in the shoulder, causing him to stumble. He knocked into a table over all the items on top. Chuck regained his balance and charged forward. The bad guy pulled out a knife and tried to stab him. Chuck managed to grab the blade before it stabbed him in the shoulder.

Chuck kicked him, causing the bad guy to fall backwards. As he fell, the blade moved across Chuck's hand, cutting it open. Chuck gasped in pain.

"That hurt," said Chuck, kicking the bad guy. He went down. However his colleague had recovered and came rushing towards Chuck.

"Seriously?" said Chuck. He managed to throw a couple of punches, but the man dodged them. He kicked Chuck causing him to fly backwards. He stumbled against the kitchen counter, using his hands to catch himself, not aware that he left a blood hand print.

Chuck launched forward, going into fight mode. The other guy was good. They continued to fight and Chuck became painfully aware of the mess they were making.

"Can you stop making a mess?" asked Chuck as he through another punch to the man's jaw. "My sister is going to kill me."

"Well we can't have that," Carl said from behind him. Chuck turned to face the new threat but he wasn't fast enough. Carl had Ellie's prized glass vase in his hand. He hit Chuck across the head with it, smashing it into a million pieces.

Chuck blinked and fell to the ground. His last conscious thought was Ellie is going to kill me….


Insert evil laugh here.

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