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Chapter 2 – Chuck vs Trinity
Sarah's Porsche
August 3, 2010
8:05 PM Tuesday
God damn him. Sarah smashes a fist down on her steering wheel as she parks at their beach. Why does he always have to be the hero? Why did I have to make him realize what he is capable of?
Sarah is taken out of her musings and self-pity when her cell lights up. I am not in the mood for you now Chuck. Hell I just left you about 5 minutes ago. Sarah groans at the screen showing a picture of a very disappointed Brigadier General Diane Beckman with one eyebrow furrowed and frowning down at the screen.
Sigh even worse than talking to Chuck at the moment. Oh well, maybe there will be a mission for us to get my mind off him. "Walker, secure. Public beach."
"Beckman, secure. Sarah, Casey is starting up Chuck's training tonight. I want you there to observe and see if there is anything to give you insight to expedite his training. The Ring poses a far greater threat than we originally thought. It is of paramount importance that we get the Intersect trained within the next few months and into the field. Our psychiatrists and trainers evaluating Mr. Bartowski's performance from Prague, believe his training would be much more reliable in the hands of his friends and family – people he can trust and has already formed bonds with. Which to be quite honest – we should have seen this before, but we were too stuck in how to make the computer more efficient, instead of Chuck."
Uh Chuck? That has to be the first or second time I've heard her call him that. "Ma'am, what exactly are you asking me to do?"
"Just observe him. You'll be taking over certain aspects of his training. Colonel Casey will be handling hand-to-hand combat, as Chuck still has problems hitting a woman still, even in a sparring situation, we'll remedy that eventually…hopefully. As the Colonel has you at a disadvantage, I'll sum up the report from Prague."
Uh oh, I wonder if she found out about me trying to run away with Chuck. Hmm as for not being able to train him in hand-to-hand…that is probably a good thing for now.
"Chuck failed out of spy training because he cannot control his flashes. It was decided by a team and anyone with a remote amount of common-sense that Mr. Bartowski needs to find a way to control or take advantage of his emotions in order to properly flash. As the 2.0 was designed to be in the head of one Agent Larkin, he would have already had the training needed to suppress his emotions and control the 2.0 more effectively."
"Furthermore it was brought to my attention that you dropped off the grid and out of communications with the new director of the CIA, right around the time that Mr. Bartowski started to degrade in his ability to flash about 3 weeks into training in Prague."
Shit. Think fast uhhh..fuck it.
"I was taking the ashes of Agent Larkin to Lisbon as these were his wishes for his final resting place. He wanted his ashes to be spread in the city of our first mission together."
Hey not bad on a short notice.
"Bullshit. It doesn't take a genius to put the two events together. Now quite frankly, I don't care about what happened in Prague, even though I have a vague idea what happened. The events of the 49B already told us you and Mr. Bartowski have an…unorthodox asset/handler relationship. Whatever happened between the two of you, was not an asset to the asset as it was put I believe."
"Ma'am…"
"Enough. Don't insult my intelligence by trying to give me more excuses or bullshit. Now what I was trying to say is Bartowski will be an agent at the end of his training. At some point you were Graham's golden girl – the CIA's finest. As for if that is still the case, that remains to be seen. If you two can provide results, I will overlook certain rules during his training. However, if his performance degrades even more, Agent Walker, you won't have to run away to have a normal life. Do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal, ma'am."
"Good. Surveillance still shows the Colonel and the agent-in-training still outside the Orange Orange. I would recommend getting over there fast."
Line goes dead.
What the fu…
Sarah pulls herself together and quickly gets to her car.
Inside the Orange Orange
August 3, 2010
8:31 PM Tuesday
Sarah walks through the doors of the freezer and quickly makes her way to the nearest computer terminal and pulls up the camera from the dojo.
"FLASH!"
Nothing
Grunt
Nothing
"Don't you think I already tried?" Chuck quipped. "Hey Casey?"
Seriously Chuck? Being a smartass with CASEY while SPARRING? Sigh
Pause "What?"
"Can I call you Morpheus?"
Growl "Do I look like Morpheus?"
"HAH! I knew you liked that movie."
It was a pretty good movie actually, one of the ones he made us BOTH watch. I'm still not sure how he got Casey to watch it. I'll have to ask him that sometime.
Sarah watches Casey lunge forward in a sloppy right hook. That was kind of weak Casey, what are you up to Colonel? Sarah stifles a laugh as Chuck trips out of the way.
"Kind of…besides the obvious skin tone difference." Sarah chuckles.
Growl "SHUT THE FUCK UP AND FLASH NUMBNUTS."
"You know, that was kind of uncalled for Casey." Okay seriously Chuck, I know you are up to something, you can't have this much of a death wish. You saw what unleashing the Casey did to his sensei.
Casey takes a mocking tone. "You know Chuck, at least Neo was able to save Trinity. I doubt you could do the same for Walker. Are you just going to let her die when she needs you?
Sarah watches Chuck's face pale. That's a pretty obvious question. Chuck jumped off a fucking roof with a flag around his waist to save me and you know it Casey. Hmm…so Casey is trying to bait Chuck into flashing, and Chuck is trying to bait him into uhh…I have no idea.
"So Chuckles, you chose not to run away with her – does that mean you don't love her anymore?"
Sarah inches closer to the screen, to an outside observer it would look pretty ridiculous how close she is.
Pentagon, Washington D.C – Brigadier General Beckman's Office
August 3, 2010
8:34 PM Tuesday
Oh Agent Walker, you are hopelessly compromised, chuckled a very amused Beckman. Roan was completely right. You better get your shit together. You two will work very well together once you get that stick out of your ass.
Who would have thought? Colonel Casey seems to be developing…I'm not quite sure what to call that yet. A nerd from CALIFORNIA, turning the NSA's most notorious cold-school killer… into a… human being. Unbelievable. We should have recruited Bartowski as an agent killer.
Castle Dojo
August 3, 2010
8:35 PM Tuesday
"You know it wasn't about her, I already told you why. Speaking of which, how did you know I love her?" Damn! Why did I have to miss that explanation, I would have really liked to hear you explain yourself. Annnd come on Chuck, you aren't exactly fooling anyone about that last part.
Sarah surprises herself by calling him a moron.
Casey sighs. "Everyone can see how the two of you look at each other. Even though she is still pissed about Prague, she'll get over it once she thinks about it. What the fuck do you think I've been doing?
"It has been three months, I'm pretty sure she has thought about it." No shit.
"There is obviously something she is worried about. Maybe she is worried what this life will do to you. It changes you. However, I doubt any amount of training will get rid of your ability to be a moron, clumsy, scream like a girl in the face of danger, scream like a girl in the face of no danger, scream like a girl…hmm well pretty much all the time, and not to mention your propensity to project your ladyfeelings." I wonder if Casey was under orders to speak in more than grunts and sarcasm. Who knew? Colonel John Casey – our very own Dr. Phil, except Casey actually knows what the fuck is going on.
OUUUUUUUUCH. "WHAT THE FUCK. THAT was uncalled for."
Casey smirks and grunts. "Either way you will have to confront her – soon. You would think you could have picked up all those stupid Kung-fu movies and unrealistic action movies to always be prepared while sparring."
Chuck lets out a snicker. "They beat watching the history channel 24/7 – the only thing more boring than listening to my surveillance I imagine."
"Hey Casey?"
"What now moron?"
"What sandwich would you bring to a desert island?" Sarah rolls her eyes.
Growl
"Okay, that's enough of your deflecting bullshit Chuck. Answer the question – do you love Agent Walker?" Sarah once again is inches away from the monitor reading Chuck's facial expressions. Although there really isn't much of a need since Chuck answers almost immediately.
"Yes." Chuck glares at Casey. "Of course I do, I always have." Sarah feels some of her anger going away and her heart flutter, but feels the anger coming back as she remembers him leaving her. I still want to know why you chose to leave me in Prague.
"Good now that we have that established." Casey grunts. "Before 2.0 you had just dumb luck and some moments of not being not as much of a moron and were able to save her life and on occasion, but less on occasion – mine. However, now you have the means to protect her more reliably…assuming we can get you flashing correctly. Don't forget about your sister and the rest of your friends and family. In this business…it is highly likely you will have to save them more as time goes on." Sad but true, and they aren't just your family, they've become mine too. Wait what?
"Ok here's the scenario moron – some cliché baddie decides to look into why a NSA agent and a CIA agent have been in Burbank for 2 and a half years. They grab Sarah as she leaves the Orange Orange after finishing her report on a mission, which you probably screwed up somehow. Casey snickers. You also happen to be with her, because you made some excuse and made it look like you were working while giving her some puppy eyes. Casey smirks. You are both tranq'd as you are heading to her car. Then taken to some cliché abandoned warehouse surrounded by more abandoned warehouses. I am unable to find your location as they have somehow jammed all your GPS transmitters. They are torturing you and her trying to find out what she is doing here and who you are. They don't know anything about the Intersect, but it is obvious you are just some nerd and there is no way they buy the cover boyfriend/girlfriend relationship." Another snicker from Casey. Sarah just frowns lost in thought.
Sarah is taken out of her musings by the most disgusting sound she has ever heard.
"Ohhhhhhh"
WHERE IS THE MIND BLEACH? DAMNIT CHUCK! WHAT DID YOU DO?
"Hello Woody." What the fu…?
"You ruined it for me Bartowski." Casey growls.
"Feeling a little blue?" I'm going to be green if you don't shut up Chuck. Then I am going to come kick your ass.
Casey growls. "Enough back to the scenario." Uh I must have missed a lot. What the fuck kind of scenario is this? I'll have to go back over the tapes later.
"Would you prefer I call you Morpheus, Woody, or sensei?"
Casey ignores him. "They didn't think much of you and didn't bother with anything more than secure handcuffs. However, Walker is bound with more aggressive measures." Aww thanks for the complement Casey.
"I break my thumb and try not to scream like a little girl." Sorry Chuck, but you aren't exactly known for your pain tolerance.
"Alright lets say you are able to not alert them immediately, because they are distracted by Walker. What now? Can you control your emotions and flash? Need a tissue Chuckles?"
Chuck growls at Casey with a very angry scowl.
Casey grunts in response.
"Just going to let them cut up and burn your girlfriend?" Come on Chuck, flash for me.
Sarah watches Chuck's eyes roll back. There's my Chuck.
"Chuck me." Sarah swears she sees Casey's first smile since Ilsa left, not including when he is looking at a gun, Reagan, or some kind of cover.
"Hey Casey?"
Casey growls. "Now that you FINALLY flashed I thought we could get past the ladyfeelings."
"I know Jujitsu."
Casey stands up straighter. Then he assumes a very Morpheus-like pose. Weight pushed back on his left leg, his right leg out on the ground in front of him. Staring straight at Chuck with a determined look, his left arm flexed out to his front, while he lifts his right hand in an over-exaggerated come hither motion.
"Show me."
Sarah watches in awe at how fast both Chuck and Casey go back and forth until Chuck tires about ten to fifteen minutes later. She decides she has seen enough for a report in the morning and leaves. She is not quite sure how to sort through all her feelings, but she gains a better understanding of where Chuck's mind is at, not a complete picture – but enough for Beckman, but certainly not enough for herself.
Inside Castle Dojo
August 3, 2010
9:51 PM Tuesday
"How are you feeling kid?"
A muffled groan is heard from Chuck sprawled out of the floor.
Casey leans his back against the entrance, puffing a freshly lit cigar. Grunt #5 – Satisfaction. I could get used to this.
"You will be feeling sore for quite a while, better get used to that feeling."
"Arrrghhhhhhhh. It burns." Chuck groans pitifully from the floor.
Grunt #5 – Satisfaction. "Well not bad moron, I'll see you Thursday. Tomorrow your girlfriend gets a shot at you."
Shit.
Casey smirks and heads out to the main area of Castle to call Sarah.
Sarah's Hotel
August 3, 2010
10:00 PM Tuesday
"Walker, secure."
"Casey, secure. So how much did you see?"
"Of what?"
Grunt
"I arrived around 20:31."
"Good. The General wants us to debrief her tomorrow morning before our shifts at 0800. "
Sigh. "Alright, see you then."
"Bye"
Castle Dojo
August 3, 2010
10:05 PM Tuesday
"HEY MORON WAKE UP! I need my beauty sleep."
"AHHHHHH NOT PRETTY."
Growl
"Fine, fine I'm coming Morpheus."
Casey shoots him a smirk, time to get back at him for the Woody comments. "Trinity will be training you tomorrow, and she watched while we were in the dojo."
Chuck's eyes go wide.
"Shit."
Chuck hears something he rarely, rarely hears – Casey genuinely laughing. Ah objective 1 complete in Operation Chuck vs The Terminator.
End Chapter 2
Chapter 3 will be up today/tonight.