Disclaimer: CBS Owns all rights to Jericho and it's Canon characters, and NBC owns Casey. My own plotline and characters are mine though.

Timeline Layout: Bombs+201 days. 21 days after "Why we fight", 9 Days prior to The season Two Episode "Reonstruction"

Series Layout: Follows Hawkins on a AU path (Chinook universe) to tracking down Valente and his group of thugs. IN this AU the Western Government (Allied States of America) is not inherently evil. More like Valente, H&R and a number of picked thugs have corruptiuon throughout the government.

Chapter explanation: Remember. This is set BEFORE The first episode of season 1 Reconstruction. And 1 day after Chapter 1 of the Hawkins Files

Warnings: Mild lanugage. AND UN-Beta'd...I THINK I gleaned most spelling errors..If not..Sorry

Feedback is much appreciated. Especially if characters go off-canon. I THINK...I am getting Casey close enough to real. In "Chuck" he is portrayed as a real hard-ass. But I think he has a few softer spots.

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A knock sounded on the door. Checking his watch, Hawkins figured it had to be Casey. Nonetheless he drew his pistol and held it next to his leg as he eased open the door. The former NSA agent stood there calmly and as the door opened, he walked in.

"Shouldn't you be a little more subtle?" Hawkins asked, "Someone might wonder why you showed up here."

"Who?" The man snorted, "I am Valente's only eyes in this area. The Military ignores me, and any local yokals that see me will think I am interviewing you about Sarah."

Hawkins turned away and rolled his eyes. Athough Casey was a good man and agent, he simply grated on his nerves.

"You got your evidence?" Hawkins asked.

"Right here," Casey patted the small satchel he carried, "Where's yours?" His eyes roved the room. The same way Hawkins was uneasy and somewhat untrusting towards him, he felt the same way towards Robert.

"This way," Hawkins led him towards his basement.

"Hey dad," Sam barreled around the corner and ran headfirst into Hawkins legs, nearly knocking him over, "Wanna go outside and play some football?"

Hawkins raised an eyebrow, "It's dark outside. You just don't wanna go to bed."

The kid started to reply and then noticed Casey, "Who's he?"

"A friend. Now say goodnight to Casey and then go to bed.....And stay there," he added.

"Okaaayy," he turned and slid between Casey and the wall on his way to his room, "G'night Mr. Casey."

"Night slugger," Casey slipped a hand into a coat pocket. As Sam went by he pulled out a snickers bar and jammed it between the kids hands and the football they were gripping. Miming secrecy Casey spoke out of the corner of his mouth, "Share with your sister and don't let your dad see it. Run kid, run."

Sam looked at it and created a image of a cartoon mouse gearing up and running with a mouthful of cheese. As he turned the corner Casey watched him with a half smile and turned back to face a surprised Hawkins, "What?" his mask of cold calmness slipped back on.

"Casey. As long as I live I don't think I will ever understand you," Hawkins shook his head and opened the door leading to the basement.

"What's to understand," He didn't meant it as a question and followed Hawkins into the basement.

Robert flipped on a light and revealed the extent of the room, "Everything you see is my evidence. Only problem is the stuff here can be explained off. His connection with Sarah, and everything else is minor. Might create suspicion, but if Valente has any favors in the new government they will keep him in the clear."

Casey set down his stachel and opened it. Withdrawing the contents he laid them on the table, "General Beckham had these dropped off at a drop point we had set up. Included details I may have needed in my investigation. I have 4 cassette tapes here. General Beckham managed to get audio recording of a CIA agent's report sent to Valente."

"How did she get ahold of those?" Hawkins asked.

"Uh..." Casey was silent, "Well...Lets just say that a lot of favors got called in and Valente was careless in his personal office."

"Leastways," Casey continued, "These have the dates sent by the agent. They were sent to me because they included locations I needed to check out. BUT, they also could be used as evidence. If Cheyenne has a audio file of a agent named...Herez? Chavez thats it. They could prove that the reports he sent in are legit, and the comparable reports sent by Valente to the rest of the government were differant."

Hawkins mulled this information over a moment. Casey didn't have any reaction to the name, so obviously he hadn't found Chavez, dead or alive. He kept quiet as Casey continued.

"This biggest piece of evidence I got is when a J&R rep visited the cell that the NSA agent was in. He obviously didn't figure that anyone in the cell would recognize him, and he was there to visit the leaders. We never would have known he visited, but our agent had managed to set up a concealed camera in the warehouse they were quartered in... I have that clip here," he motioned to a small laptop.

"Who was the representitive?" Hawkins asked.

The Major smiled, "Just happened to be third silent partner in a little outfit called Ravenwood... Mainly Valente's direct liason to Ravenwood so as to avoid going through J&R. He also worked in the CIA in another division and reported directly to Valente. That is another heavy piece of evidence, one of Valente's lieutenants working both sides of the fence."

"That is about as much hard evidence as I have. There is a few transcripts of phone coversations that the NSA tapped, but they are third hand copies and would be of no value in court," Casey grimaced, "Not a lot to go on."

Hawkins was silent a moment, "Where does Cheyenne say the nukes came from?"

"North Korea and Iran... Valente managed to....formulate evidence to give to Tomarchio. So...the President launches a nuke attack on Korea and Iran and Valente is off free."

After a moments hesitation Robert replied, "I got a bomb."

Casey nearly choked, "You WHAT? When were you planning on telling me?"

"When I was sure you didn't already have convicting evidence."

"Well I sure as fuck don't. Where is it?"

"In a safe place," he was saved from answering more by Darcy's entrance to the basement. The noise of the door spurred both of the men into drawing their weapons. Darcy appeared and Hawkins lowered his gun followed more slowly by Casey.

"Hey D. This is..."

"John Casey...I know, he introduced himself to me this afternoon....Didn't tell me that you were who he was looking for," Darcy glared at the agent.

"Ma'am," Casey replied cordially. He returned his pistol to it's holster and looked at the pair, "Robert. If you don't mind we should get back to....business."

"Yeah, right.....D, if you would get us something to eat I would be grateful."

Darcy gave a parting glare at Casey before leaving. Sarah Mason's stay and the ensuing confusion had soured her against her husband's associates and anything related to them.

When she was finally gone Casey blew up, "Okay. What the hell did you mean you got a bomb?"

"I was to deliver the bomb meant for Colombus. Instead I have it...here...in Jericho."

"Where...is...IT?" Casey stressed these words.

"In a safe place. It isn't going nowhere until we get a plan on how to use it."

Casey took a moment, and regained control over his anger, "Okay....Sounds logical. I wouldn't trust me either."

"What's next on your plans Casey? We have to find something and unless we gain entrance to some of Valente's personal files or a witness willing to talk we simply aren't going to do it."

"Well whatever it is we are going to have to do it relatively soon," Casey said.

"Why?" Robert asked.

"Valente isn't too pleased with the guy that became President. He isn't as flexible as Valente had been sure he would be. See Valente picked a guy to back that knew NOTHING about the bombs."

"Plausible deniability. The President could claim he never knew and actually would be telling the truth," Robert murmered.

"Right. Well..."His" President is stripping away the power he thought he would reap. J&R isn't getting a full monopoly like he thought, and civil liberties are not being infringed but increased. I think Tomarchio is safe for another couple of months, Valente won't want to shake up the west by killing a beloved leader....YET. But...whenever he feels it is opportune he might have them pull the trugger."

"Them?" Hawkins asked.

"The Presidents bodygaurd division. Supposedly the best of the best of the CIA and other reliable resources, personally background check and greenlighted by Valente....Mainly composed of Ravenwood personal and his old CIA thugs," Casey's face became serious, "We can't let the President get killed. Right now Tomarchio and his popularity is all that is standing between freedom...... and Valente's plan for America," Casey finished.