Chuck vs Golden Triangle

Summary: Post-series, Sarah gets in a jam while in Thailand and Chuck must come to her rescue. While doing so he runs into someone he used to date – Hannah, who is vital to his mission. How will he convince her to help him?

Disclaimer: Chuck sadly doesn't belong to me. But I can dream… sigh.

Chapter 1 – The Beach

Chuck was holding Sarah's cheek with his left hand while his right hand gently caressed her back. He ran his tongue over her upper lip and she opened her mouth slightly inviting him in. The kiss soon heated up and their tongues battled for dominance, Sarah sank her right hand in hair on the back of Chucks head and fisted a handful of his shirt with other hand drawing him closer. Their pulses quickening soft moans reverberated thru their bodies.

Sun was coming down and wind was picking up, chasing waves and crashing them on the shore. The air was thick and felt like it was filled with electricity, she could swear she felt like she was struck by lighting and shivers ran down her spine.

Suddenly she felt terrified by what was happening with her: I've never been kissed like that in my life and yet this all feels oddly familiar, his lips on mine feels so good, and his hands exploring my body feels like they belong there. I'm definitely attracted to this man who by all evidence seems to be my husband, I wonder if he is as good in other aspects of lovemaking like he is in kissing… Wait, where the hell did that came from? Snap out of it agent Walker – you barely know him. So why then do I feel all these strange emotions rising up in me?

Slightly panicked by her inner monologue she bit Chuck's lower lip that she was sucking on a little harder than she intended to and she could feel the metallic taste of his blood on her tongue. Chuck winced and snapped his head back opening his eyes to look at her.

"Shit, sorry, I… umm… I guess I got carried away a little there" – Sarah blurted out with husky voice while trying to catch her breath, head turned to her right, eyes downcast to her fidgeting hands in her lap.

Chuck was breathing heavily too and just staring at her with his mouth open slightly. He was speechless and just trying to take it all in; he watched her lips – red and swollen; he saw her brush her hand thru her slightly disheveled hair trying to hide the blush creeping up her neck and cheeks.

Her gaze darted to his face for a moment and Chuck saw the worry in her eyes. Immediately his own eyes filled with deep care and he realized that he should say something.

"Hey, its all right, I'm fine, in fact better than fine… I mean… wow, just… and I'm rambling again aren't I?"

That made her chuckle and brought small smile on her face. Chuck gave her his patented Bartowski smile back and looked at her with hope in his eyes. Sarah understood what he was expecting from her and decided to tell him the truth.

"Look, Chuck, I… I didn't remember anything new, but… that was probably the best kiss I ever had in my life, I felt…something… it's just all so… I'm a little confused right now, I don't know what to think, or what I'm feeling… it's all so new and… I've never felt like this before, I've never… been in love."

"You know I'm not good at this…this talking about your feelings stuff"

"Sarah, sweetie you're doing great, everything is going to be alright, we will get thru this together, you can count on me" – and he squeezed her hand for reassurance.

"Just be patient with me, I need some time and space to sort out the mess in my head"

"Sure, whatever you need, there's no rush, and we will take things slow"

"Thank you Chuck, I appreciate it" – she leaned in and kissed his cheek.

"It's getting cold out here"

"Yea, I guess we should be going" – they got up, stretched their legs and brushed off sand.

"Umm… Sarah you know it's our home, but I can make you our guest bedroom or I can sleep there or on the couch if u like…"

"No it's fine Chuck, I'm…I'm staying at my hotel for the time being."

"Right…right, of course, but you are always welcome there, there is no need to feel weird about that and I know you never had a place that you could call "home" but it's as much your home as it is mine. Plus all your stuff is there too"

"Ok..."

"We also have several joined bank accounts that have roughly 42 million $US put together. Beckman pulled some strings and unfroze our assets, so feel free to use them for what ever expenses you need"

"Wow, did we rob a bank or something?" – joked Sarah

"We did, but that was in Macau for a mission and we didn't keep that" – answered Chuck with a smile.

"No, the money was a wedding gift"

"I definitely want to hear the story behind that, but another time please, it's too much for one day, my head is already reeling from all this information, I would like some rest now" – she hugged him, closing her eyes inhaled his scent and committing it to memory, held him close for a brief moment reveling in his warmth and safety of his arms. Then she stepped back from him, said her goodbyes and started walking towards her car.

"…Bye" – repeated Chuck and rooted in place followed her with his look, sad smile on his face.

Back in Sarah's hotel:

Sarah was lying on her bed unable to sleep. Hundred things ran trough her mind but all her thoughts orbited around one thing – Chuck. He was like a center of her galaxy, constantly pulling her in with those good natured chocolate eyes of his, with his goofy smile that can melt icebergs and with those soft warm lips that make her toes curl up when he kisses her. Mmmmh and oh did he kiss me – thought Sarah, feeling wet warmth beginning to pool at the bottom of her belly and between her legs. Frustrated she smacked her pillow turning on her stomach and burying her face in the pillow.

"Damn him and his nerdy witchcraft" – huffed Sarah turning back around on her back and running her palms over her face.

Suddenly her phone was ringing. Who the hell would be calling me in the middle of the night? – Sarah looked at the clock on her bed table – 4:35 AM, this better be important. She wasn't sleeping anyway but still… Picking her phone up she saw that it was a *Restricted* number – must be Beckman.

"Walker" – she answered yawning.

"Sarah, this is Diane, sorry for waking you, but I'm calling on somewhat unofficial capacity and this is the only time I could get away from meetings. After what happened in the concert hall Washington is buzzing, plus the Chinese delegation is in town – they were quite impressed by the way, anyway enough about that. The reason I'm calling is you. How are you feeling?"

"Ahh… Good, I'm good, thank you ma'am. "– Sarah was a little surprised by the General's friendly demeanor and unofficial tone.

"How are things with Chuck?"

"Umm, he's very sweet and caring, we talked, and he told me our story…"

"*Sigh*… Sarah, what would you be willing to do to get your memories back?" – Sarah wasn't expecting that question, she was quite taken aback.

"General, you know that the Intersect was destroyed… I don't see why would you be asking me that?" – Sarah wasn't sure that Beckman knew about that last update Chuck uploaded in himself, but at any case that was of no use to help her get her memories back, "DARPA" facility where the latest Intersect was held exploded, so better to keep her mouth shut and play it safe.

"That's not what I mean Sarah. I requested the data from your brain-scans that Dr. Ellie Woodcomb took, and my medical team examined them and compared to scans taken from Chuck's brain when the Intersect in his head was suppressed. They made an interesting discovery; turns out there are distinct differences."

"What are you trying to tell me?"

"Sarah… We have a reason to believe that the Intersect in your head wasn't suppressed, at least not properly…"

"So you mean I still have it? But I haven't flashed on anything"

"No, of course you haven't. You see if Quinn would have suppressed your Intersect after he whipped your memory, your brain-scans would have compared to those of Mr. Grimes, because you both had the faulty version, but it is not the case"

Sarah was getting frustrated, all this brain science talk was making her head spin and thinking about what might that bastard Quinn have done to her was making her sick

"So what did that SOB do to me?" – snapped Sarah angrily.

"We believe that he used holographic flashcards stolen from our Intersect testing facility to "overload" your brain. In essence he "short circuited" the Intersect in your brain, so it's inactive, but also can't be removed with our standard suppression device."

Sarah was silent for a brief moment mulling it all over in her head.

"So why are you telling me all of this?"

The General sighed and started speaking:

"Because there is another way to remove it and help you get your memory back."

"What? How? Please tell me, I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I want my life back"

"I thought you might say that, but I must caution you that it's risky and if you get caught there would be nothing I could do to help you. In fact you didn't hear any of this from me… understand?"

"Hear what?"

"Exactly… Check your e-mail for details…And Sarah?"

"Yes?'

"Be careful and good luck to you"

The General ended her call as always abruptly and without goodbyes.

Sarah switched her laptop on and checked her secure e-mail account. There was a heavily encrypted e-mail waiting for her. She started the decryption program and was a little puzzled as to why Beckman didn't sent this to Castle, with giant computers they have there this would be much faster to decode. She doesn't want Chuck to get involved for some reason. – thought Sarah waiting for file to get decrypted.

When Sarah woke up it was already bright outside. She must have dozed off while waiting for the program to finish. She picked up the computer and started reading the decrypted file.

The File consisted of short summary about a mission in Thailand where she, Casey and Morgan rescued Chuck after he was kidnapped by the "Belgian" and some additional notes to Sarah.

"Sarah, the neural scientist Dr. Mueller who was aiding Adelbert de Smet a.k.a. "The Belgian" tied to use electronic device on Chuck to wipe out all of his memories and leave only the Intersect so they could mine its data. After you saved Chuck from their lab in the jungles of Thailand they both were taken into CIA custody. Unfortunately all the equipment and Dr. Mueller's research where taken by the local Secret Service and were sent to a secure Thai government building somewhere in Bangkok.

Dr. Mueller's research is somewhat controversial and not entirely legal because of experimentation with human brain in live unsuspecting subjects, so it was banned in many countries including USA. So officially Thai government declared that all the equipment and research gathered from that lab was destroyed, but we know that is a load of crap.

From what we were able to get from Dr. Mueller about that device he used on Chuck, our scientist believe that it would be possible to use it to isolate the broken Intersect in your brain and remove it. That should help you get your memories back.

But of course first you need to get your hands on one important piece of the device that cannot be replicated otherwise and get all the plans and research to know how to build and operate that machine."

"Hmm good old fashioned suicide mission, just what I like" Said Sarah out loud after reading Beckman's e-mail. Before deleting all traces of that e-mail and scrubbing her hard drive clean, she committed all important information and possible address plus satellite areal photo of the possible target building in Bangkok to her memory.

She picked up her phone and decided to call her friend Carina; she could really use a friend right about now.

A/N: Next chapter Sarah goes to Thailand to meet Carina, who is undercover trying to bust a kingpin of opium trade.