So I checked on Craig's list to see if Josh or Chris had posted Chuck. Nope they're still not selling, so I still don't own Chuck.

The title for this chapter comes from Dashboard' Dusk and Summer album. Let me know how you like the story, even if it's bad. Feedback is feedback and it let's the author know whether they suck or not. (lol) Next Chapter should be up soon… seeing as I have the whole first story complete – minus the corrections I need to make.

The Places You Have Come to Fear the Most

The Secrets in the Telling

Casey: "General, we believe the asset has been compromised. We're unsure by who at this moment."

Beckman: "We are aware of the situation regarding Mr. Bartowski, Major Casey."

Sarah: "Is there any intel regarding the situation?"

Beckman: "Mr. Bartowski has been requested to aid on an assignment. The information regarding this is highly classified, so as of this moment consider yourselves benched for the time being."

Sarah: "What about Chuck's family and friends? They'll be worried with his disappearance."

Beckman: "In regards to Mr. Bartowski's cover, it has already been taken care of. He has taken leave from work due to stress. A note was left to his sister informing her that he needed to clear his thoughts. That is all the information I am able to disclose with the both of you regarding the intersect. Now, enjoy your vacation."

As the screen went blank so did Sarah's expresion. "What kind of mission would Chuck be requested to assist on? He isn't a trained agent something could happen to him!"

"Calm down Walker, remember he has all the government secrets in his noggin. I doubt they'd let anything happen to him."

It was 8:00am by the time Sarah left Casey's apartment. As she passed by Chuck's door Ellie walks out.

"Sarah! Thank God I ran into you. Chuck left a note saying he needed to get away for a while. Do you know anything about this? Did he say anything to you at all before he left?"

"Sorry Ellie, Chuck didn't tell me anything. I didn't even know when he left." She lied. Of course she didn't know when they took him, but she still hated lying to Ellie.

Seeing the pain on Ellie's face she puts her hand on her shoulder. "Hey, I'm sure whatever it is he'll come back and everything will be okay." Ellie loked at Sarah, it looked as if she was on the verge of crying but Sarah held it back.

Ellie: "Well, if he contacts you will you let him know that I love him and to come back safely?"

"I will." Sarah loved how emotionally connected Chuck and Ellie were. She had never seen that kind of affection and dedication in two people that were related. Sarah felt lucky to be a part of that, even if it was just for her job.

The events that led Chuck to this moment played over and over in his mind as he sat, handcuffed, towards the back of the small jet.

He was driving the Nerd Herder, on the freeway, headed to a customers house for a computer repair. Chuck notices a black SUV behind him gaining speed. "That better not be Casey strolling down memory lane. Tha's one night I don't think I'll ever forget," said Chuck to himself. Remembering the point in his life when his world was flipped upside down. One moment he was on a date with the most gorgeous woman in the world, the next they were driving the Nerd Herder in reverse trying to outrun Casey who was ramming into glanced at the rearview mirror to try and get a glimpse of the driver. "That doesn't look like Casey, who the hell are they?" The black SUV continued to pursue him, Chuck managed to maneuver through the few vehicles on the freeway and took the closest exit. Which so happened to be the one he needed to take. As he veered through the spiral off-ramp he took out his phone to call Casey, but before Casey could pick up, on the other end, he hits a utility pole. "OW! That's gonna leave a mark in the morning" cried Chuck, rubbing the front of his head which now had a bump forming.

*tap, tap,tap*

One of the men had come up to the car and was knocking on the window. "Mr. Bartowski, we need you to exit the vehicle and come with us." Seeing no signs of sympathy from the man he reluctantly opens the door and asks, "What exactly is this about? I haven't done anything wrong and if I recall correctly, you were hitting me." The man, still no signs of emotion, simply replied, "We have been ordered to bring you in, by any means necessary." Chuck looked at all three men with a puzzled look on his face, this prompted the second man who had exited the black car to speak. "We were just told to bring you in, it's a matter of…"

"National Security." Interrupted Chuck before the man could finish the sentence. " I know the drill," said Chuck who was now walking towards the black SUV. "Honestly, you guys need some new pick up lines because those are starting to get a bit old."

Right before they had reached the car, Chuck broke off into a run. Unfortunately he didn't get very far, he came crashing down to the floor as one of the men tackled him from behind."Don't I at least get to say bye to my friends and family?" asked Chuck, nursing his injured arm that had carried the weight of his body when it came crashing down. "It's safer for them if they know nothing of this, plus we have already provided a cover for your disappearance." Chuck started to worry, "but what if they start to look for me?" The man gave Chuck a glare, "Like I said, everything has already been taken care of, now if you'll please step into the vehicle."

Chuck complies and gets into the vehicle, after driving for half an hour they arrive at a small runway and board a private jet.

The sound of someone snoring snapped Chuck back to reality. He looked around the cabin for any information, something that he had picked up from Sarah on one of their many reconassance missions. Two of his captors were asleep while the one awake had his back turned to him, it looked as if he was dozing off as well. Chuck glanced down at his handcuffs to see if there was any way he could escape, but where the hell would he go? He was 20,000 feet in the air. Suddenly the PA overhead came on, "This is your captain speaking…" the two sleeping men started to stir. "We will soon be landing at Ogden, Utah in 10 minutes, please fasten your seatbelts." Chuck slumped his shoulders in defeat. There was no way he was getting out of this.

When they landed one of the men approached Chuck with a needle. "HEY! What are you doing with that?!?" But before he could give anymore protests he was knocked out from the sedative.

Casey was just leaving his apartment to go to work.

"Benched and I still have to go to this crummy job." As Casey said this to himself he noticed that someone had entered Chuck's bedroom. He didn't see who it was, but he caught a glimpse of part of their shoe as it disappeared. Casey cautiously approached the window, putting his right hand on the gun he had behind his back. He slowly pushed the curtain to the side when Morgan's face quickly popped out in front of him. This caught Casey off guard which caused him to instinctly punch Morgan in the gut. "Owww…." Cried out Morgan in pain, holding his stomach.

"Sorry, reflexes. What are you doing in Bartowski's room anyway?"

When Morgan was finally able to compose himself he said, "Well today was our day off, Chuck and I, we had Call of Duty strategy plans to go over. I called him and he hasn't been picking up his phone."

Morgan had always annoyed Casey but he put up with it. He didn't know why he put up with him but he did. Part of it might have been because he was Chuck's best friend who always seemed to be around, but who knows.

"No, he left. Said he was going to be gone for a few days."

"Without me?!?! I'm the Chewbacca to his Hans! The Yoda to his Luke! He can't disappear without letting me know" and with that Morgan climbed out the window and disappeared into the busy street.