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Chuck followed him through the door and found himself walking in an empty field.

"Gideon?"

"Gideon," Chuck yelled, but there was no answer.

"Where am I?"

The field looked to be wilting under a blazing sun, yet for some reason it didn't feel hot at all.

"Where...,"

"You are here," Gideon chimed in as he seemed to materialize from the field.

"Gideon! What's going on? Where am I?"

"Your visiting Chuck," Gideon replied.

"Visiting? What? Where am I," he spat back.

"A place and a time," Gideon replied.

"What place? What happened to the people in the room? What happened to the room," he cried.

"I didn't say we were visiting them, I said we are visiting. You asked a question and I gave an answer, just because you assumed where we were going, doesn't mean you were correct," Gideon replied.

"But I..,"

"Don't understand what is going on. Yes I know that Chuck," Gideon replied finishing his sentence.

Very slowly Chuck could see thin whisps of white mist materialized in the wheat field. The color became a more vibrant white as they concentrated in separate areas along the field. Slowly the mist transitioned into human forms, and Chuck could see people emerge from the cloudy shapes.

"Gideon..,"

"Don't be afraid Chuck. They are not going to harm you."

"Who..what... are they," Chuck asked with more than a tinge of fear in his voice.

"They are soldiers Chuck."

The two men stood in the field as the soldiers approached them from all angles and formed a loose circle around them. The soldiers were dressed in dark woolen coats, which seemed out of place in the hot field.

"What are they doing here?"

"They are here to help you."

"Help me? How?"

"They are here to guide you through the field," Gideon replied.

"Why?"

"Because this is sacred ground and they know the way."

"Sacred ground?"

"Chuck many years ago there was a great battle on this field. Many men perished in this field while giving the last full measure of devotion."

"The last full measure of devotion?"

"Yes Chuck."

He suddenly flashed back to the mission.

It had been an uneventful night, almost boring actually. It was a low priority target and more than likely he was not going to show up. Chuck and Sarah had attended an embassy party and were trying to identify the target, but he wasn't flashing. They were rather enjoying the night off as spies and were dancing as just a married couple, when Chuck suddenly saw him.

He was a nobody. A low level double agent that was trying to sell intel to anyone who would buy it. He was so sloppy that it was almost a foregone conclusion that he wouldn't be able to make any trouble for them, and indeed his apprehension was textbook, as he was waiting for his car. It should not have happened, but then again nobody told them about the driver.

Chuck saw a flash out of the corner of his eye and stepped in front of Sarah.

He felt the heat before the pain. A discharge of superheated air that burned his face, and an instant later, he was on the floor. Then the pain began.

Casey was the first to reach him and assess the situation.

"Jesus! Chuck can you hear me?"

Chuck?...why did he call me Chuck? He never calls me Chuck...He thought as the the big man began to probe his chest. At first he felt like the wind had been knocked out of him, but when he couldn't catch his breath he began to realize it might be more serious.

Then he saw the look on Casey's face and the fear started. He never saw Casey look at him like this before, it was a look of concern and regret; the sight of which terrified him.

"Just breath Chuck," Casey said as he removed his tactical windbreaker and pressed it against his chest.

STOP CALLING ME CHUCK... he wanted to scream but all he could muster was a choking sound.

"Jesus! What happened," Carina yelled as she came into Chucks line of view from somewhere out of his view.

"He's hit. Call for medical, his lungs are filling up with blood," Casey sad as he began to manhandle him into a new position.

The voices grew faint, and he felt himself falling into the darkness.

"...Agent down...GSW...close range...Casey... 2 minutes to pick...God..what about...alker..,"

Then the darkness engulfed him.

Chuck don't leave me...

Chuck opened his his eyes and he was back in the wheat field.

"She needs you Chuck," Gideon said while nodding his head.

"Sarah," Chuck said sadly.

Gideon approached him and put his hand on his shoulder.

"She hasn't been able to get on with her life. She needs you. All of them need you. You still have work to do Chuck."

"How can I help them! I'm dead," Chuck cried bitterly.

Gideon remained quiet as Chuck progressed through his anger.

"Why did it have to happen! Why now! It's not fair! Tell me why," he screamed.

"I'm sorry I can't tell you that," Gideon replied.

"Why not!"

"Because I don't know."

"You don't know?"

"No Chuck I'm sorry I don't know."

"Why don't you know!"

"Because it's not for me to know," Gideon replied.

"What does that mean! What is this place? Where am

I?"

"You are in a time and a place Chuck." Gideon replied.

"You mean purgatory don't you," Chuck spat.

"I understand why you think that, but it doesn't work that way Chuck."

"Well what way does it work Gideon" he replied angrily.

"Chuck I know that you are having a difficult time with everything but I'm here to help you. I am a friend, but you still have work that needs to be completed."

"What is that?"

"You need to let her go."

"I don't want to do that! I can't do that," Chuck replied.

"You have to. It's the only way."

"Only way? What do you mean the only way? The only way for what?"

"Forward."

"Forward! How can I go forward? I'm dead!"

"Not for you Chuck. For her," Gideon said.

Instantaneously Sarah appeared in the field in front of him.

"Sarah," he screamed as he ran to embrace her, but just as he was about to reach her, she vanished.

"No! Sarah don't go," he sobbed as he fell

To his knees.

"Why are you doing this to me," he cried in frustration.

"I will help you," Gideon said as he put his hand on Chuck's shoulder.

"Help me what!"

"Help her."

"Help her! How can I help her from here," he spat.

"Sarah needs you. She is lost Chuck, and she won't be able to go on with her life if you don't help her. You need to let her know it's alright to let you go. That's the only way she will ever be able to move on."

"How do I do that?"

"You need to let her go."

"I don't know if I can," he said with tears in his eyes.

"I will help you," Gideon said while extending his hand.