Splinter of the Mind's Eye – 4.09 Phase Three
I don't own Chuck et al.
Casey's Worst Nightmare.
Thailand. The Thai part of the Golden Triangle.
This was my worst nightmare.
We'd spent the day looking for the 'giant blond she-male' tearing up entire villages.
Ok, so Walker had gone just a little bit psycho. I don't think even Chuck would find her adorable right now.
Truth was she hadn't torn up an entire village. But there was a trail to follow. A trail left by a scarily angry woman.
Hell, the locals were right. A giant blond angry she-male.
I really hope we can get Chuck back.
Because Walker desperately needs whatever Bartowski does to her.
And she needs it now.
Just try not to think too hard about that.
I'm going to need a lot of brain bleach soon. Assuming this goes well.
A lot of brain bleach.
It was bad when she caught me out, and locked me in a cell at Castle.
It was worse when the bearded moron released me. The same moron that my own daught….
I hate this assignment. I mean I really hate it.
And now, we find her. In a warlord's domain, fighting for information. Doing a pretty good job too. She just needed a little help to delay her opponent.
No, the worst nightmare was walking in here with the beared troll.
If only he could keep his mouth shut.
But noooo "I definitely know how to use this."
See? He's as bad as Bartowski.
Great. Right in front of a world of scoundrels, assassin and warlords. Scum of the earth. There is no way I can convince them he's not with me, is there?
"Hi Mr Casey, your usual?"
A little bit of brain bleach, thank God.
