CHUCK VS. THE END
SUMMARY: A new intersect has been built and as a result, Chuck's life is in danger. But a mysterious man and woman intervene and save him.
NOTE: I know it will never happen this way on "Chuck." I just got this idea one day and decided to have some fun. I hope you have fun reading this!
PART 2 - THE BATTLE
One agent was suddenly flung up in the air and landed three aisles over with a loud thud. Another agent was grabbed and hurled into a huge shelf of electrical products. The shelf tip and crashed over into other shelves and as they toppled like dominoes, merchandise fell out and spilled onto the floor and onto anybody in the way, including Sarah and Chuck, who were knocked to the floor, stunned.
The agent who had done all of the talking pulled out a gun. But the man, Charles, grabbed him and they struggled. Charles got the agent's arm up in the air and the gun went off, firing repeatedly into the store ceiling. The bullets didn't hit anyone but they caused an uproar. Customers and employees screamed and ran. A stampede ensued toward the exit.
Chuck! Sarah thought. Where was Chuck? She turned her head. He was the floor, having been snowed under by merchandise that had fallen off one of the shelves. He shook his head and started to stand up. "Chuck! NO!" she screamed. "Stay down!" He didn't seem to hear her. He seemed dazed or in shock.
Sarah heard more gun shots. She looked. That man, Charles, and the agent were still struggling and the gun was firing up into the store ceiling again. Then Sarah saw the woman.
She was tall, blonde hair and dressed entirely in black. And she was literally mopping the floor with the agents that came to take Chuck away. She had already subdued two of them with all the ease of swatting some flies. Now she walked calmly and deliberately toward Charles and the other agent who were still struggling. Once there, she grabbed the agent's gun hand, twisted and the gun fell to the floor as the agent screamed in agony. Then she grabbed the agent with both her hands and threw him into a column. He slumped to the floor and did not get up.
Then the woman turned and walked toward the remaining conscious agent, the one that had been shoved into the shelves. He was just now getting up. At the same time, John Casey came running toward the scene. He headed toward the woman who continued walking toward the rising agent. She seemed not to notice Casey's approach. But when Casey got close, she flicked out one arm like a rod, hit Casey full in the face and he fell back about 12 feet and dropped to the ground.
Sarah got up and rushed toward Chuck who was shaking his head. She helped him up. "Come on Chuck, I have to get you out of here." She tried to pull him away but he seemed a little woozy or dizzy as he just stood there, shaking his head.
"CHUCK!"
Charles, the man, had screamed Chuck's name. Chuck looked over Sarah's head and suddenly his eyes got big. Then, with strength that surprised Sarah, he pushed her out of the way and onto the ground. Sarah looked up to see what was happening. The agent that the woman was approaching had drawn his gun and was aiming it at Chuck. "CHUCK! GET DOWN!" Sarah screamed. But it was too late. With horror, she realized that Chuck was going to get shot and she couldn't do anything to save him.
But the woman could and did. Seeing what was about to happen, she leaped toward Chuck, grabbed him with both arms, and hugged him to her, acting as a shield when the agent pulled the trigger.
He fired five times and every bullet hit the woman in the back. But much to Sarah's astonishment, the bullets didn't faze the woman. They did nothing other than put holes in her black leather jacket. No blood burst from her back. No screams of pain or agony. She didn't even flinch.
Sarah couldn't believe it. Neither, apparently, could the agent who fired the shots. He stopped shooting, muttered "What the hell?" and stared in shock. With unbelievable speed, the woman released Chuck, rushed that agent, knocked the gun from his hand and then gripped his neck with both her hands and slammed him against a shelf which promptly toppled over. She looked squarely in the agent's face who screamed in terror.
"RUBY!" Charles yelled.
The woman, Ruby, turned toward Charles and snarled, "HE RUINED MY FAVORITE JACKET!" Then she turned back to the agent she had by the neck, who screamed again in terror!
"RUBY!" Charles yelled again.
Ruby didn't move. "Ruby, I'll buy you a new jacket. Check the perimeter – NOW!" Charles ordered.
Ruby stood still for a moment and then she held up the shaking, whimpering agent by the neck with one hand as if he were weightless, and tossed him aside with a mere flick of her arm. He crashed roughly against a column and fell to the ground.
"I'M ON IT!" Ruby screamed and stalked off.
Things had gotten considerably quieter in the store. Merchandise was scattered in the aisles nearby. A lot of shelves were tipped over. And not many people had hung around to see what was happening.
Chuck! Sarah thought, I've got to get Chuck out of here. She rushed to his side. Then, she spied a gun that one of the agents dropped on the floor, about six feet away. She went for it.
But a foot kicked it out of her reach. She looked up. The man, Charles stood there, pointing a gun.
"Don't!" he said. He looked over at Chuck. "Sarah, Chuck needs to come with me now."
"You're not taking him," Sarah yelled and at the same time wondered how the man knew her name.
"Sarah, I know how you feel about Chuck. I know that you're in love with him. But he's in great danger. They've built a new intersect and they consider Chuck a threat, a liability. They issued a termination order on him. I can protect him. He needs to come with me."
"He's staying with me," Sarah said firmly.
Charles waved his hand toward some of the unconscious agents. "You saw what happened. They came to get Chuck. They weren't taking him for a vacation, Sarah. And when things got sticky, when it didn't look like they could take him, they tried to kill Chuck. You saw that, didn't you? Chuck needs to come with me or he'll die. I can help him. Let me help him. You don't want him to die, do you?"
The man was right. They had tried to kill Chuck. And she didn't want Chuck to die. But she still couldn't let him take Chuck away from her. "He's staying with me," she repeated.
Sarah wasn't sure how exactly she could do that without a weapon. She changed tactics. "Let me come with him. We'll both go with you," she said.
Charles shook his head. "You can't get involved in this Sarah. You're with the CIA. The CIA and the NSA are behind this. If you came with us, it would cause too many problems. You can't come along. Chuck needs to come with me now."
"He's not going anywhere without me," she insisted.
Charles looked a little sad. "I'm sorry Sarah. I'm truly sorry. But it has to be done this way." Then he looked behind Sarah and nodded.
Sarah was suddenly grabbed from behind, pulled up, turned and found herself face-to-face with that woman – Ruby. She was helpless in Ruby's strong and firm grip.
"Sorry blondie," Ruby sneered. "Chucky is coming with me. But I know how you feel about him. So I'll kiss him good night for you every night when I tuck him in." And then she waved her hand over Sarah's face, said "Sleep!" and let Sarah go, who fell to the floor unconscious.
"SARAH!" Chuck screamed and ran to her. But Ruby stepped in front of him and stopped him. She held onto Chuck with one hand and turned toward Charles. "I'll need to mark him in order to protect him." Charles nodded.
Ruby picked Chuck up effortlessly and placed him on his back on the Nerd Herd Help Desk counter. She stepped between his legs and then leaned down on top of him, her face very close to Chuck's.
"I generally don't mark this way. But you are just so cute and I really like you! So I'm going to make an exception in your case," she said seductively. And then she kissed him – hard!
And as she kissed him, Chuck felt as if something was pressing, pushing into his head, his mind. It hurt a little and made things go black. Things stayed black when that pushing sensation stopped and her lips released his. He could feel her helping him up and hanging onto him. He heard the man, Charles, say that they needed to leave. And then Chuck felt himself dragged along.
The trio walked out of the BuyMore like customers who had just finished shopping.