Hello, all. Many have asked when does this story take place and it roughly takes place in S3 after they return from Paris. It is loosely based on the events there after. Enjoy and please review…..

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Sarah shifted slightly when she heard that the stranger asked if they had anyone else interested. Carina thought to herself 'I guess the man didn't think that we fit the bill.' Carina looked at Samuel, then caressed his leg. "Honey, what do you think about Sarah? Would you think that Sarah could be ideal for this?"

"Who is Sarah?" The stranger sat up.

"She's a very good friend. She is supposed to meet us here tonight. We have been trying to get together since her last trip. I think that she did very well."

"What does she do?"

"Let's just say, she has a way of finding hard to find items for hard to find people and if these hard to find people want to spend a lot of money Sarah is the person to go to."

As Carina spoke those words another memory was triggered. This memory brought her back to time when Ellie got poisoned and Casey had asked her if she ever jeopardized her 'cover feelings' to Chuck. This was now the second time that Chuck had popped into her head in such a short time. Trying to shake off the thought she felt her phone vibrate in her purse. Pulling it out she saw that it was Carina's number. As Sarah answered she looked across the room to see her making the call and casually looking in her direction.

"Sounds great darling, see you in a bit."

Sarah waited as the stranger ordered a bottled of champagne awaiting Sarah's arrival. As the bottle arrived the stranger paused in his actions as his eyes were draw to the owner of the red dress. Not only were his eyes drawn to this sexy blonde but others as well. Sarah casually walked up to Carina as Carina did a tippy toe dance with arms extended to receive her bestie. Samuel also stood up to greet Sarah. The stranger stood waiting his turn but quickly extended his hand. As Sarah placed hers in his, he kissed her hand and introduced himself.

"My name is Anton Augustus. Auggie for short. Pleasure to meet you."

"Like wise, my name is Sarah Walker."

"Please join us."

As Anton who was already smitten by Sarah, the three knew that they were in. As the night turned into the wee hours of the morning. Carina and Samuel remained out on the dance floor making sure that Beckman knew that Anton was on board but would certainly be looking into Sarah's work. They wanted to make sure that her bio was legit and that no one would find out that Sarah was a spy. Getting the go they returned to the table as Anton had stepped out to use the facilities. Sarah got up and started walking towards the elevator. As Anton approached the three he seemed saddened by the fact that they were leaving. Anton walked up to Sarah cutting through Carina and Samuel. Turning to face them and Sarah of course he wanted to know if they would be willing to meet again later in the day at his villa. Carina looked at Sarah. "When are you leaving?"

Right on cue, Sarah replied. "My flight leaves at 9."

"You're leaving."

"Yes, work never stops for a holiday." Batting her eyes lashes.

"But we just…"

When Sarah saw the look on his face, she knew just what to say. "Let me see what I can do. I don't think one more night here will kill me. Let me get back to you, can I call you?"

Anton grabbed a napkin and wrote down his number. Then passed it onto Sarah. Sarah ran her finger slightly under his palm then leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks, I'll call you."

Entering the elevator Carina and Samuel said their goodbye and followed Sarah in. This stopped Anton from returning the kiss. The doors closed and all three did a sigh of relief. They were surprised that it went so well but they knew that they had to be careful. From what they heard he could switch at a stop of a dime. Sarah looked at the clock as they walked into the hotel lobby. It was too early to debrief with Beckman so they decided to get some rest then report around noon their time which would around 8 in London.

NOON Local time

Samuel knocked on the door pushing in a cart with three brunch meals on them. Not knowing what the girls liked he pretty much ordered the whole menu. Carina sauntered out wearing nothing at all as Sarah put it, while Sarah was dressed casually in capris' and a light t- shirt. Sarah clicked on the secure feed and the three-awaited contact from London. As the connection sounded like the old dial up, Beckman and the other MI6 personal finally came on the screen.

"Good morning General."

"Good Morning Carina, Sarah and Samuel. What do you have for us?"

Carina started by letting the room know what occurred last night. "We contacted Anton and his ID was confirmed. We found that Samuel and my story didn't quite turn his crank but when we mentioned that Sarah was one person that we had dealt with, he might want to meet her, and he agreed. Then Sarah met us and worked her magic."

"Carina created the story that I was someone who dealt with hard to find items for hard to find people and that he would want to maybe do some business. We are meeting with him tonight at his villa where we will try and get some surveillance on him. He gave us a number to call him but when I did a number search it listed it as unknown."

"Great work, all. Sarah, I want you to call him now and I'll have them trace your cell and maybe we can get his phone records and an exact location on him. I am sensing that if he knows that your going to stay he'll request that he pick you up and take you wherever he lives."

Sarah walked back to her purse, grabbed her cell and dialled his number. It took longer than usual. As Sarah typed in the numbers Interpol and MI6 started their search cross trekking the number as it bounced from tower to tower. No one said a thing but you could tell that they all were thinking it that the number was fake, then a man answered. "Can I help you?"

Unsure of who this person was, Sarah the pro that she was took over. "Oh, sorry to bother you but I am looking for Anton? We met last night at the 360 and I'm calling to let him know that my plans have changed and that the three of us are still free if his invitation is still open but if this is the wrong number please accept my apologizes." Sarah could hear that the man was not alone and when the man told her to please hold, they knew that the number was legit. Moments later Anton came on the line and the screen switched to the men and women in the control room wanting her to stay on the line as long as she could.

"Sarah, so glad to hear from you. "

"Likewise."

"Sorry for not answering myself but you have to be careful of who is calling these days."

Sarah knew that he was checking her out as much as she and the team was checking him out.

"So, I hear that your plans have changed?"

"Yes, I was able to get a later flight back to London then I have a meeting in."

Sarah didn't know what to say so Carina quickly wrote on the pad next to her. "Berlin?"

"Berlin."

"Berlin?"

"Well you have to go where the money sends you."

"Isn't that the truth. So, are you all free for let's say around 6?"

Sarah paused to make him think that she was thinking about it and in fact she was. As the three agreed Sarah put the phone close to her ear.

"6 sounds great. What's your address?"

"I'll have you picked up."

Sarah's silence made Anton quickly change his tune. "So sorry, it would be my pleasure to have my men pick you all up. My place isn't the easiest place to find. So, I'll have my driver pick you all up around 5, where are you staying?"

"Okay, we accept see you at then." Sarah got the sign to hang up as the connection ended the final search for his location came up with an area but no specific location.

"He's very good. So, team we now must be on the defence. I would ask that we do what we can to find his place and be safe. We will reconvene when you return to London." Beckman disconnected.

The car pulled up to the front. Samuel finished hiding their spy gear knowing that if Anton was this paranoid he would probably have their rooms searched. Carina and Sarah left some items out as bait then took photos because they would probably search for bugs or leave bugs. If the bad guys were paranoid, the spies had to be that more cautious. As Samuel adjusted his suit jacket Carina mentioned that his shoe laces were undone. "Honey your laces dear."

"Thanks honey." As he crouched down just short of the back door of the car. He reached into his pocket and slid a small bug under the carriage in front of the back wheel. Hopefully it would give them a location.

They noticed right away as they entered the car, that the windows were tinted so checking out the scenery would not be an option. By the direction they were going between the three of them they had an idea so Samuel set his watch. This would give them a time on how long it would take them to arrive. Carina and Sarah then looked at their phones noticing that their phones had lost their cell service. Sitting back, they knew that they had to be ready for anything.

They pulled up to the door and as their door was opened. It opened to a large Greek influenced style mansion. The three quickly took turns scanning the area but where quickly led into the front doors. There standing in the massive front foyer stood Anton and an entourage of help holding trays of drinks and appetizers. It was one thing to be a host but this was Marth Stewart on steroids. The three grabbed their tall fluted glasses of champagne and plates full of sushi, cheese, crackers, fruit and other items that if indulged too much would ruin their meal. Anton took them on a tour of his place and then returned to a large table over looking the valley. As the sun was starting to descend they sat down on cushions facing each other. Sarah was glad that she wore a dress that enabled her to sit on the floor. Carina well, it just added to her persona of 'that' girl.

It didn't take long to get to business as the dessert was being served. "So, Carina told me that you might be able to help me or I hope that you can help me."

Smiling, Sarah responded. "It depends what my dear friend told you that I do?"

Looking at Carina then taking a sip of her drink.

"She said that you're the one that can make both parties a lot of money by not even trying?"

"Oh, did she."

They all laughed.

"My work is important to me as the air I breathe. My work many hours but in the long run both parties are fully satisfied. I do make it my business to find those hard to find items that hard to find people might be looking for."

Again, those words crossed her mind and he popped into her mind, as she took another sip of her drink. Carina noticed the subtle changed in Sarah demeanour and stepped in. "Anton, Sarah, Samuel and I have the means to move cash, antiquities and even people if that's what you're into and we have the channels to find those hard to find items as well.

"Carina don't forget that time in Morocco."

"Yes dear, we were in Morocco about a year or so ago and we came across this oil tycoon who wanted to ship let's say some interesting controlled substances. But every time they would be confiscated by border patrol entering Russia. So, Sarah was able to reverse the makeup of the product into a liquid, bottling them and selling them off at legit bottles of Moroccan wine. The shipment arrived with only a few crates opened but the way Sarah had them in their crates only some of the real stuff was taken."

"Anton, unless you are…."

Anton leaned back motioning to his hired men. As he crouched down Anton whispered to him and as he left Anton had the dessert passed around. The three enjoyed their dessert but wanted to know what was said. Half hour later the man returned with an envelope. Anton got up and helped Sarah up as Samuel followed suit and helped Carina up. The four walked to a sitting area outside the walls of the mansion. Sarah wrapped her arms around her then noticed Anton's suit jacket being wrapped around her shoulders. Anton sat across from Sarah then slid the envelope towards Samuel. Samuel reached for it then sat back in his seat. Opening the envelope, pulling up what looked like a photo, acknowledging he slid the photo back into the envelope then passed it onto Carina then finally Sarah. Before Sarah took her turn she looked up.

"When do you need an answer?"

"You're not going to take a look?"

"No need if they agreed it will work then it will work. That is how we roll."

"Ok, then…."

Sarah looked at her watch, she wanted to show Anton that she was sticking with her schedule but also making him think that she wanted to stay. Carina knew that Sarah was good at letting men down easy but making them wanting more. Carina knew that Sarah wouldn't take it far but in their line of work, a little went a long way. As Sarah got up, she walked over to Anton and grabbed his hand. "Show me more of this beautiful place?"

Anton got up.

"What about your friends?"

"They'll be find. Then we will take off, its getting late."

"Okay. You guys going to be okay?"

Carina looked up from nestling inside Samuel's neck. "Oh sorry. Take your time."

Anton and Sarah headed down the hall then out of sight. Samuel stretched back on the couch to make sure that they were gone. Carina walked to the sitting rooms entrance then took her cell out and luckily her scanner was still working despite the block of their cell phones. Scanning the room, she was able to find, two cameras seeing them as part of his security but she was a pro and could easily plant a bug next to them. Hoping that it would be the last place they look. Samuel grabbed her hand as he heard someone coming. Grabbing their glasses, stepping out from the camera to glance at the nearest painting. When the man left they knew that they were being carefully watched.

Sarah and Anton headed up to the second floor as Sarah admired the art work and design of the place. "I really like the Greek influence you have here."

"My mother was from Greece so I guess it has rubbed off on me."

Walking past her then half sitting against the railing with his back facing the stairwell. Sarah continued to make small talk that seemed to be what he liked. Sarah figured that he wanted to be heard, even if the conversation was small. Thinking to herself he had qualities like someone else she knew, someone who knew just knew what to say, took her comments to heart and who literally could protect her from the evils of the world. As she continued with her thoughts Anton caressed her hand then ran his finger up her arm.

"Sarah?"

Sarah came to. "Sorry just got lost in the…"

"Yes, this room has that affect on people."

Sarah thought to herself. 'If you only knew the truth'

Anton stood up then turned to come face to face with Sarah. Grabbing her one hand he held it close to him. Leaning in he kissed her softly. Sarah quickly move away from the railing. 'Safety first'. Sarah pulled him closer and Sarah the spy went to work. She took this part of her job, just that. The part of an actress so to speak with the world as a stage and we were actors bringing life to the scene. Sarah kissed him back, leaving him wanting more. Sarah knew how far to go before the line was crossed most of the time. And it didn't help when the other people in the scene were not bad on the eyes. Sarah knew that he was a handsome man but the line between being handsome and a criminal was a sticky spot. And looks could be deceiving.

Coming up for air, she touched her lips as her lips had not had that much attention given to them since Chuck. Looking at her watch she looked up.

"That was nice, sweet. But I have to get going."

"Your welcome and I understand, maybe we can continue this when you return from Berlin?"

"Maybe."

Sarah walked back down the stairs and called for Carina. The three said their goodbyes as Anton gave Sarah on last kiss on the cheek. "Until we meet again."

Helping her into the car they door closed and the three headed back to the hotel. Samuel watched his phone till their phones came back on. Gauging the time from when his phone came back on to the time they arrived in front of the hotel was almost an half hour. Heading up to the girl's room they, looked around to see that someone was there. Carina went to the shelf and pulled out a small bug and hooked it up to her lap top. Besides hotel workers who were already cleared, were refilling the bar. The other was one man who looked a lot like the man that had disappeared earlier in the evening. The three watched as he looked around, moving the papers that the girls had left and surprising missed their luggage and the items Samuel stored in the air vent. Samuel returned with his as well and like their room, he did the same. Nothing was disturbed but the fact that Anton was this cautious they knew that he was a pro. Carina opened the feed to Anton's living room. They watched from the time they left to now and nothing got their attention. And documented where his mansion was possibly located. Sarah leaned over and grabbed the envelope to take a look.

"It is safe?"

"Its something that Anton obviously wants. The person doesn't ring a bell."

Sarah looked at the item, wishing that Chuck was here to flash. Or even Casey. She looked at her watch and got up. "I will start looking into this in the morning." I guess I am going to Berlin?"

The Next Day

Carina, Samuel sat in the airports cafeteria waiting for their flights. Beckman pulled some strings and got, Sarah a last-minute flight to Berlin. Beckman also sent a feed of a man sitting outside their hotel the whole night, as they drank their coffee. Carina looked up to see the same man staring into the café area. Samuel got up and when he made eye contact with him the man slipped away. Sitting back down, Carina looked at Sarah. "You going to be ok?"

"Yeah, 24 hours maybe 48 then head home. Check out some sights and make it look like I am working. Do a bit a research."

"Ok, when you get back we are going to have a spa day."

"Sounds good."

Over the intercom – Flight 346 to Berlin now boarding at gate 12. Flight 253 to London Heaththrow gate 6

The three said goodbye and headed to their designate gates. Sarah boarded first as there weren't many people heading to Berlin. Sitting in her seat she sat back finally taking a breath.

Berlin

Sarah checked in with Beckman when she arrived at her hotel. Letting her know that her request to have the names of passengers arriving in Berlin from Istanbul was granted. Sarah also inquired about private flights as well. Telling Beckman that she didn't trust this man. Being a spy this long she knew to stick with her guns. Many men had fooled her before but they weren't going to fool her again. Even if Anton had people already here, no passenger had met the description but Beckman gave her a print out of them anyways.

Sarah got a bite to eat then decided to go for a walk. Walking around the block of her hotel, she didn't mind the coolness of the mid summer night. Watching the people was something she always enjoyed, it wasn't until Chuck that she actually enjoyed her missions even when they were in and out. Chuck showed her how a simple cup of coffee in a café could be as enjoyable as sight seeing the alps. Sarah remembered their 'honeymoon' after a long time of avoiding their feelings. Paris was more than expressing their love for each other physically but also it was proof that life was fragile and if you didn't take care of it you could lose more than you wanted. Shaw, broken her but Chuck put her back together again. And the honeymoon lasted for 6 months till something happened that Sarah even today, still didn't understand what happened.

Sarah ordered another coffee cause her memories were going to keep her up for awhile and she needed to finally come to terms with them. Coming back from Paris, everything seemed okay, she moved in with Chuck, they enjoyed living as a normal couple, every part of it and things seemed fine till that day when Chuck started to wake up having terrible dreams. Unsure why, but when the devil himself returned and reeked havoc on the team Chuck not only lost his dad but a bit of his soul as well. Sarah was glad that Shaw was finally dead after he tried to attack her again, again Chuck came to her rescue and this time it didn't end well.

Sarah closed her eyes still not sure why, she was there alone and Chuck was who knows where.

Gavelston – early morning

Half way around the world, Chuck woke up in a deep sweat. Looking at the clock it had only been a few hours since he'd fallen asleep. Maybe Chuck could blame the Chuck special on his early wake up call but it was more than that. He hadn't had a nightmare like that since months after returning from Paris. Not remembering a whole lot of details, he got up with Jenny following him. Making some warm milk for the two of them he added some whiskey to his and then sat down on the couch. Feeling a bit chilled, he got up and started a fire watching the flames brighten the living room. Jenny finished her milk and joined Chuck as he grabbed his cup. Rubbing and patting Jenny down, she found her spot next to him. Chuck sat staring at the fire and instantly she popped into his head again.

It had been over two years with next to no thoughts of her and now the last two days, it was constant. Not sure what it meant, Morgan would definitely have a reason why but Chuck made the choice to end it and he was going to stick with that decision. No matter what. Sarah slid out bed and joined Chuck on the rug near the fire. After making love for the first time, then the second time. Chuck and Sarah finally fell asleep. Chuck looked up and helped Sarah down as the sheet that wrapped her body made it difficult to walk. Sitting on her knees she kissed Chuck then kiss his bear shoulder moving closer to him. Watching the fire, Sarah caressed his arm and entwined her fingers in with his. Sarah looked over to Chuck and the way the light had shone on his face Sarah knew that she was going to be safe. Sitting up, Sarah gathered her sheet and straddled Chuck. Chuck moved through the folds of the sheet till he found her. Wrapping his arms around her, he slid his arms up her spine pulling her close, Sarah sat up slightly then the two became one. The sheet fell and hung gracefully over her forearms and lower back. With all the fervour and love for her Chuck picked her up and laid her down in front of the roaring fire.

Berlin – late that evening

Sarah laid down, relaxed she closed her eyes and that was that. Chuck removed the sheet to get a better view as he put it. As the fire crackled, everything that Sarah had dreamt about her first time with Chuck was not even close to the real thing. Even for Chuck, he was surprised as well. Chuck took his time and treated Sarah like a goddess. Chuck wasn't in a rush, and Sarah was glad for that. But after so many years and attempts at being this happy and satisfied she didn't want to take it for granted. And let's just say, third times a charm. Sarah held Chuck tight as they laid still just listening to each other breathe.

Gavelston - Noon local time

Chuck returned from work ready to grab Jenny for their daily walk when he heard his ring tone chime with the song Mr. Roboto and a now familiar number 323-555-0173, which indicated that Casey was on the other end. Chuck answered with Casey excitement. "Hey."

"Hi to you as well."

"So, where are you?"

"Can't say, you know that."

"Well I thought I would ask."

"You up for a visit?"

"Sure, you know where to find me."

"Sounds good, see you soon."

Chuck put his phone in his pocket and looked down at Jenny. "Jenny guess who's coming." Jenny looked up. "Uncle Casey is coming."

Jenny barked. "My sentiments exactly."

Chuck headed down the boardwalk with Jenny.

Memories of the night before were pushed back, it was Chuck's way of dealing. He had done it many times before and he could do it again.

Berlin 8:00 a.m. Local time

Sarah woke tangled in her sheets as she struggled to find her phone. Focussing she said hello. "Walker?"

"Yes, Walker."

"Where have you been?"

"Sleeping, why its early."

"And? You're not one to sleep in. Unless you have some hot guy there with you."

Sarah sat up as she wasn't going to tell her she was half right. Sitting against her head board she continued to listen to Carina.

"So, what did you do yesterday?"

"Really?"

"No, Beckman got a bite and she wanted to know if I had heard from you."

Sarah got up and looked at her computer. "Nothing yet…..hang on…."

An alert popped up of a man meeting the criteria of someone leaving Istanbul and arriving in Berlin. "I see it now, looks like he arrived by a private jet about four hours ago."

"We did a check on the airplane but came up with nothing except that it left Istanbul with in the time we set aside. When we have more, we will let you know, so be careful."

"If he is one of Anton's men, all he is here for is to make sure I am doing what I said that I was going to do. That doesn't mean he won't check on you as well."

"I know, come home soon."

"I will."

Sarah showered and changed but the dream she had felt so real, like he was there beside her, that they were reliving Paris all over again. But this dream felt different, it felt like she was in someone else's dream. But how could that be when it was just Chuck and her in Paris. Could two people really share the same dream, as intimate as it was?

Grabbing her bag, she stuffed her passport and some cash into sleeve located in the back of her shirt that Beckman insisted agents now wear. This would prevent their ID's being found out and allow them to house some cash in case they had to make a quick run. Pulling down her shirt she continued to fill her bag with a lap top, journal, camera and a few books on the city of Berlin and its history. She also reached for the envelope of the item that Anton wanted her to look for. Wrapping a scarf around her neck she headed out blending into the crowd sticking close to places that she could go into if she felt the need. But also looking the part of someone in her line of work.

Sarah kept herself busy the next 24 hours. She got a small lead thanks to calling Casey. He had heard of the statue that she was looking for. Unfortunately, it was stolen then recovered then it 'disappeared'. The last known address was in London. Border security said that they had seen when it came through customs but when they went to retrieve it for the police it disappeared. Surveillance malfunctioned supposedly at that exact moment, pointing many fingers at people but no getting nowhere. Sarah took what she got from Casey then met with a few more scholars making her flight back to London.

London

It must have been a new record on how long it took Anton to get back in touch with Sarah in London. He knew when she arrived home and where she spent her days. Weeks later Sarah received a letter by courier as she sat having lunch with Carina. Sarah looked around to see if Anton was near. She could feel his eyes watching her. Anton watched from his back seat as Sarah opened the letter.

"And?"

Sarah leaned her elbow on the table to hide her face slightly as she spoke to Carina. "I think he's near."

"You think?"

"I can feel it and after receiving this letter, he's not too far away."

"You think he is watching us."

"I'll put my life on it."

"So, what does the letter say?"

Sarah read the letter, then folded the letter up placing the letter in front of her by leaning it against her water glass.

"He wants to meet. And that he apologizes for using the letter. But he didn't know how to get a hold of me."

Carina and Sarah both knew not to talk shop, till they were in a secure location. So, they sat and finished their meal then headed to a small office that Beckman had set up for their cover.

Carina entered first as Sarah watched as a dark land rover turn the corner then stop. Sarah took a glance but not to show that she was looking down his direction. As Sarah walked in the car drove down the street. Security picked up the licence and low and behold the owner was Anton.

"Now can we call him a stalker?"

As Sarah and Carina looked at the feed.

Sarah and Carina slipped into the back and down a spiral staircase leading to their operation head quarters. MI6 had used these basement ops for years while the new office was being built but this one had remained in tact and functional since World War Two. Sarah got back to work trying to find a lead on the statue and why this statue was so important. Looking through archival periodicals, she found the origin:

A large Chinese (Tibet) Sino-Tibetan gilt-bronze style figure statue of buddha Marked
This Buddha hair is in blue pigment under an elaborate headdress and vestiges of gold on its dark patina. Seated in the lotus position on a double lotus pedestal. His hands are placed in a way to symbolize protection. Plaque on front with characters. "humbly made in Great Qing Dynasty" Approximate Size: 12" X 7 1/2" X 15 1/2"

Sarah continue to make her notes till she noticed above her reading glasses a man entering the front of the building. No one would think that an operation was beneath their feet but the upstairs part of the building was full of meager archival items and big ticket items giving her some legitimacy of the line of work she was in. An agent undercover as a worker met the man as Sarah came up the back steps then quietly closed the wall and on cue came out asking where the box of Italian tiles went to. Walking out she pretended to be surprised.

"Anton."

Anton turned around and for that split second, she swore that she was seeing someone from her past. Not that Anton looked anything like Chuck but the fact that she had him on her mind lately she knew that it was eventually going to happen. The worker excused herself as Sarah put down her items that she carried in then went and stood close to Anton. Anton leaned in and gave her a kiss. Sarah smiled then continued to play the part.

"What brings you here?"

"I'm sorry that my visit was unannounced but I was in town and you did mention that you worked here and…"

"You…"

"I did some digging and I found you."

Carina watched from the basement and to herself she continued to call him a stalker.

"Digging."

"Ok, well maybe more than digging. You're hard to find."

"I told you."

"Yes, you did."

"So, how have you been?"

"Good. How was Berlin?"

Sarah walked over to the coffee carafe and poured herself a coffee. "Would you like one?"

"Sure thanks."

Walking over to the sitting area they sipped their coffees, not sure where this conversation was going to go till Anton put down his coffee cup, shifting in his spot. Looking at Sarah who sat next to him.

"I wanted to ask you two things. One would you like to go out for dinner with me tonight and have you thought anymore about the contexts of the envelope?"

"Yes."

"Yes, for what?"

"Oh sorry, I have looked into the contexts of the envelop and I am intrigue."

"Good so do we have a deal?"

"Dinner or the job."

"Both."

Sarah got up and went to the back where Carina was hiding holding the file. Carina was good at her job and they both knew what each other was going to say or do.

Sarah grabbed the file, then turned slightly towards the door.

"What's up?"

"Should I?"

"I think that you have already made your decision. The quicker we get inside his dealings the quicker we are done."

"Carina."

"Go."

Carina squeezed her arm then pushed her in the direction of the door.

Sarah returned as Anton was filling up their cups again. "Very good coffee."

"It's from Nigeria."

"Very rich, bold."

"I like my coffee. Parisian, American, British, you name it."

"Good to know."

Sarah walked over as Anton carried the two cups back to the couch.

Sarah opened the file, showing Anton that she had found some info on the item but she had some bad news.

"Anton the only item that I found is up for auction in Belgium next week and its going for a pricy 20,000 -30,000 Euros."

Anton reached for the papers and looked them over. Sarah watched him while he read the info, he seemed interested but he seemed that something was missing.

"This is the only one?"

Sarah didn't know that there was more than one. "There's more?"

"Apparently. Rumor has it that there were four that were created during the Qianlong Nian dynasty period."

"I haven't anything that indicates that there were four."

Carina quickly typed the info and reported back to Sarah. Sarah turned her head slightly as Carina's voice whispered in her ear. "He's right there are four or were four. There must be a reason why he wants all four."

"So why are you interested in the four?"

"I like to have items that are hard to find and this item happens to have four to its collection. It only makes sense."

"Right, and this man I haven't been able to find him."

"Well I hope that you can, I believe that he might have an idea on the whereabouts of the other three."

"Okay, I will continue to look." Sarah got up as Anton followed. Looking at her watch, he took it as a sign."

"Yeah, I better go, but."

"As she walked towards her. "Will you join me for dinner?"

Sarah returned from Belgium, wanting to crash but Beckman had her debrief via satellite. Beckman had returned to DC and wanted to know how the mission was going. Sarah reported that a lot of cash was spent and passed around as well as other things. But this auction was just a front as Anton took Sarah to an underground private auction that housed items that were items that were taken during WWII and other robberies. Sarah reported that it would make her cover job much easier knowing about this place months ago. Sarah gave Beckman as much info as she could. Beckman passed the info onto her team hoping to shut that place down.

"So, what is next?"

"He wants me to continue to look for the other three. Not sure why and no one that I spoke to would tell me. I am guessing that he might want the real ones to maybe make copies from them, then use duplicates and use the people he collects to transport them. Clearly using the fake ones so he can move or stash the real ones."

"You think he is making counterfeit statues and selling them?"

"More than that. But I have agreed to go to on a trip with him as his advisor. I am guessing he is going to meet with someone that he has been having me look into? All I got from the conversation was the name Carlo Bonte'. The only Carlo Bonte' that came up was the name of the auction house. Maybe he or she was at the auction and he's meeting with them?"

"I will have Carina and Samuel join you."

"Ok."

Carina and Samuel joined Sarah but quickly got the sense that they weren't needed. But Sarah made a good claim that three sets of eyes are better than none. And the fact that they were a team. It also gave the team some sense of security.

Flying into the Caribbean, they were greeted with all the fan fare visitors could ask for. Sarah stood with Carina as Samuel and Anton tended to their luggage.

"He's very hands on."

"What are you saying Carina."

"What I just said."

"The answer is no."

"No, as in no we haven't today or no went haven't at all?"

"At all."

Carina smiled 'good girl' inwardly but her conscious pulled at her for not telling her that she had seen Chuck. But now it was too late and if she did now it would take her off her game. The men arrived with their luggage and the four of them headed to the hotel. Anton got a suite for the four but hoped that Sarah would share his room but Sarah was clear that business came first. But she did show him some PDA's while they mingled. Carina and Samuel kept their distance not to become pests but just having them near Sarah, made things tolerable and safe. That afternoon Samuel and Anton took in a game of golf leaving the girls finally alone. Enjoying the sunshine next to the pool, they weren't completely alone. Anton had increased his security as of late which added to this feeling that Sarah was getting that this mission could turn at anytime. Carina felt the air changed as she made sure that Sarah was ok. All correspondence was now by deciphering email or texting to Auntie Diane. As Sarah made it sound like Auntie Diane was her only relative she had left. A lot of the conversation was in code that Beckman had learn to decipher while Team Bartowski was up and running. So, they continued using it.

'All is good here arrived at a good time. Please watch over and see that bean is taken care of. Also, can take her to the vet for her check up. Not sure if she has eaten that cat food you gave her. Will chat later. PS Please water my plants.

Sarah sent the text, then Carina sent an email. 'Added more eggs to the recipe today. Getting hotter here. Fear that the cake will drop if disturbed. Please look out for the cake. Not sure if this is the best recipe.'

Beckman read the text and email and responded to the text first. 'We are in the Caribbean. He is here for a reason more than what he told us. Please check out any known associates please.'

Then she read the email and deciphered it. 'He has added more security to his detail. Feeling unsure of this mission now, fearing of what might happen next, should we cut our ties.'

Beckman took her info and started considering their requests.

Days Later

Sarah and Anton took a lot of day trips the next month, looking at antiques and other items that had no value given to them because they were priceless. Items from 500 years ago showered Sarah as she walked around a museum in Nassau, the museums in Mupanah in Port-au-Prince, Trinidad and Tobago even a trip to the Bob Marley's Museum in Kingston for fun. Carina and Samuel had left two weeks prior hoping that they could return but Sarah over heard them talking about the extras visitors. So not to offend Anton Sarah thought that is would be best not to return.

Sarah had recovered now three of the four statues but this Carlo fellow if that was his name was still MIA. She had looked at everyman she came across but no bites. Sarah kept her broach on that Carina had picked up in Kingston that she quickly had Samuel add a camera to. Carina and Samuel watched the feed from London. With their bags packed they were ready to go when the call came. Beckman had her own people make random stops or make themselves known to Sarah by using a code that Sarah would only know when asked or leaving a note from Auntie Diane, but that fizzled quickly.

Sarah sat out looking at the blue water of their suite. Anton had just come out of the water as Sarah tried not look but she couldn't help it. Passing a towel to him he quickly dried off then wrapped the towel around his neck. Sarah turned in her chair and placed her hands on his dampened chest. Leaning in she kissed him twice, he moved closer and stood between her legs. Grabbing her face with his hands he brought her face closer and kissed her. Sarah submitted but when he wrapped his arms around her she pushed him away slightly.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I….."

"No, its me. Your sweet but if I don't stop we will…."

"And that is bad because."

Sarah thought to herself. 'Well it is bad, and no because I haven't been with anyone since Chuck and you're not going to be that person.'

"I'm still working and I made it clear that business come first."

"I know you said that but I saw how you looked at me and…"

"Well I can't say that you're not bad on the eyes but I have been down this road and it doesn't end well for ether parties."

"I won't tell if you don't. Your very beautiful and very sexy and…."

"You can stop there. Maybe when this job is done and you have what your looking for, we can continue from where we are right now."

"Can I at least kiss you."

Sarah grabbed his towel and kissed him hard first. Not because she wanted to but to make him think that she was willing to go further. Anton grabbed his lip as Sarah bit it slightly. He seemed to enjoy it. Walking away he went to changed.

Sarah took a deep breath. It was getting harder to fend him off but she didn't feel like being with anyone like that. Though she had her own needs to take care off, a part of her wished that maybe one day she could see Chuck and would be together again and live happily ever after.

Sarah headed to the lobby to check her email, waiting to log on she noticed the lobby get very busy quickly as Anton's men quickly escorted a man out to his car. Not wanting to be seen Sarah hid behind some palms in a pot outside the breeze way. Then Anton came storming down and stopped at the bottom of the stairs as the man continued to attack Anton with his words, Sarah was able to get a glance of the man who happened to be the man in the photo. 'He does exist?'

Sarah continued to spy but when Anton came further to the hotel's entrance yelling back at the man. Sarah walked back to the business room and shut the door. When she heard her name, she came out not getting a chance to check her email. "What's wrong Anton?"

"Grab your bag we are going?"

"Going?"

"YES!"

This was the first time Anton had raised his voice to her. Pressing the elevator, she headed to their room. Grabbing her suitcases, she hoped that Carina was picking this up. Sarah packed her items and saw that Anton had already packed his. Moments later their suitcases were placed on the cart and wheeled out. Anton came in and looked at Sarah. Motioning to her she grabbed her carry on and left.

Getting into the back seat the entourage took off leaving the hotel behind her. They drove for an hour. Sarah asked him where they were going.

"Cairo."

"Why? Is there a lead?"

"Let's just say we need a break from this journey."

"Is everything ok? I heard the commotion outside the lobby?"

"What did you hear?"

"Just heard someone yelling and then I heard you when you called my name."

Anton sat back hoping that what she said was true. If Anton knew that Sarah had seen a glimpse of the man in the photo, she wasn't sure what would happen to her.

Anton looked at her and smiled. He believed her, he had too. He still needed her but with Georgios Silvas showing up his whole plan or whatever his plan would go up in smoke.

Sarah continued to work out the last few moments in her head, only coming up with a scenario that he had to be loose cannon that Anton wanted silenced long ago but what does this guy and the items have in common. Maybe he needed this guy out of the picture. Maybe he knew too much information about the real reason for the statues and Anton believed that he was the one that the Agent spoke too.

The car stopped and Anton got out. Sarah looked around and couldn't see where Anton had gone. Sarah quickly grabbed a pen because she didn't want to speak and she figured that the audio hadn't been working because she hadn't heard Carina's voice in her head for some time. Sarah started writing down what she needed to say hoping that Carina could see it. Sarah wrote 'Audio died at hotel. On the move Cairo find man in visual tossed out of hotel not sure if I can make contact. Got to'

She held the note close to her chest as she continued to write, Carina read the words then saw a bright light then Sarah and the paper were gone. A few minutes later, Carina could see Sarah was heading towards a jet. Carina was able to get a partial on the number but then the feed went dark.

Anton eyed Sarah and Sarah didn't want to take any chances so she dropped the feed into the drain as they walked to the jet. Just then Anton came and took her sweater off and gave her a blanket to cover up with as they flew. Sarah watched as her sweater was passed to another man who took it to the back of the jet. Sarah covered up and waited as the man returned and he shook his head at Anton.

Sarah had been a spy long enough to know that things were getting a little hot and now she was all alone and unsure of what was going to happen. She hoped that Carina was looking out for her. The jet took off as the feed came back on and Carina watched as the jet took off. Rewinding the feed, she grabbed the phone and phoned directly into Beckman.

South East Asia

Casey said good bye to his team and would see them back Japan in a few days. Grabbing his gear, he turned his cell on and was bombarded with calls from Carina. He listened to a few then tried to call her back but she had beaten him.. Casey answered. "When?"

"I'm on my way."

Casey put his gear down and made arrangements to get a flight to Texas sooner than he had planned, hopefully convincing Chuck to help them out. Carina met with Beckman via phone and after some polite yelling, Beckman agreed to allow her to find Chuck. Beckman gave Carina the jet and she made her way to Texas. She hoped that he was willing to help her out.

Five hours later

Sitting at his computer Chuck decides to do his monthly check up and notices that one of his outside feeds was blinking. "Are you acting up again?" Chuck clicks on the feed when he hears someone knocking at the door. Opening the door Chuck sees who it is. Looks at her and asks. "Where is she?"