The Colonel Vs. The Parson's Fight Chapter 1
Set somewhere in the alternative universe early in the Colonel and the Parson's dating
Colonel John Casey was moving rapidly, quietly up behind the Chinese weapons dealer, who currently had Chuck Bartowski, the Intersect, in a tight choke hold. The large Asian begin to press Chuck's neck, and the young man was gasping frantically, his feet flying out from under him, his hands trying to break Ling Ho's tight hold. Sarah Walker had her gun drawn, facing Ho, trying to get a head shot off. But her frustration was only magnified by the fact that Ho kept shifting his and Chuck's body, back and forth, his lips repeating over and over, "這是一次報復。這是一次報復』["This is the time for revenge. This is the time for revenge."] With his left arm, Ho reached out, and a 5 inch stiletto snapped out of his arm holster and he pressed it against Chuck's throbbing neck vein. Chuck tried desperately to flash on anything to help himself, but the tranquilizer Ho had used on him earlier was befuddling his mind, and the computer in it was refusing to reboot. Black spots were rapidly descending on Chuck's vision, and he mouthed carefully to Sarah, " I love you." His body slowly relaxed into Ho's arms, and the weight of the unconscious man pulled Ho's arm down enough that Sarah was ready. However, her eyes flicked just once toward Casey, and Ho dropped Chuck, whirled around and sent the stiletto flying through the air. Both Casey and Sarah fired, and the Chinese's head was blown to bits, blood and brain matter splattering over Chuck's still body. Sarah bent down to Chuck, and checked his pulse. It was then she spotted Casey, bent over, his right leg on the ground, his left bent, trying to lift his large body. John's face was completely white, and as he stared down, his left hand was around the hilt of the knife now buried in his upper abdomen. Blood was spewing from the wound, and he swayed like a half hewed tree, a mixture of deep pain and disbelief in his eyes.
"Walker..." John moaned loudly, and rolled to his right side to the ground, his Sig Saur hitting the warehouse pavement with a loud clatter. He tried to reach out to Chuck, and he dragged himself slowly to check on his friend, and asset. Sarah was already on the cell calling 911, and she knelt down to stem the flow of Casey's blood, now joining the puddle rapidly growing from Ho's body. "Bartowski..." John reached once more out and felt for Chuck's pulse, but as he moved, his entire body shuddered. He pulled himself up in a ball, and whispered to Sarah..."poison. There's poison...I can taste it..." He began to shake, and Sarah held his right hand tightly.
"John, the aid car is coming. Hang in there. Chuck is okay. Don't worry. I won't leave you." Sarah was crying softly, as she watched the man she respected deeply, convulse again. Over and over, she muttered the words, trying to convince herself that Casey was all right. Suddenly, the Colonel arched back, his hands going to his chest, tearing at his shirt, as he gasped for breath.
"Heart...feels like exploding...Dear God, Sarah...Tell Parson..." Another wave of pain clutched his body, his groans exploding into screams of pain. Sarah was frantically trying to listen for sirens, and each second that ticked by, she saw the Colonel writhing in agony. He pulled himself closer to her, and with one large breath, he groaned out, "Tell Annie...First Corine.." another spasm, he clutching his chest, "First Corinthians...Thirteen." His eyes rolled back into his head, and his hand fell from her blouse.
"John? John? Dear God, don't die on me, Colonel." She bent over, ear pressed to his chest, but she heard no heartbeat. She touched his neck, searching for the familiar double beating, but it was not there. She begin CPR, pressing hard down on his heart, counting loudly the number of chest compressions, and breathing deeply into the Colonel's mouth. She only felt the paramedics had arrived when they literally had to tear her away from John, trying to convince her that they would take over. She crawled back to Chuck, and hands bloodied with AB negative blood, she begin to caress Chuck's face, astonished at the peaceful look he had. Once again the paramedics pulled her away to get information on both men. They had revived Casey with a defibrillator, but the erratic beeping on the heart monitor did nothing to calm her. Chuck was also loaded up in a second aide car, and the driver walked over to Sarah and asked, "Miss, where to?" He reached out to touch her, to try and get her out of the daze she seemed to be in, but she jerked away from his hand, her face confused.
She saw his mouth talking, but she heard none of the words. Her mind was filled with Chuck, his frantic movements trying to get away from Ho. The bullets flying, and Ho's head exploding, and the sickening realization that her own hesitation to shoot Ho may have indeed cost the life of the best spy partner she ever had.
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