Chuck vs. Splinter Cell I do not own splinter cell or Chuck

AN: Hey loved the reviews for chapter 6, hope you enjoy the new chapter. This will be the last interaction between Team Fisher and Team Shaw for a while. Also Charah will happen. Anyway enjoy and review any Ideas for where you'd like the story to go and I'll try and incorporate it.

AN (2): This has been re-written, sorry all who read it originally when I posted it things are different, enjoy.

SPECIAL THANKS TO evilredknight THANKS FOR THE COMMENT.

SPECIAL THANKS TO Elysion1879, AWESOME BETA WORK.

SPECIAL THANKS TO enz8, FOR BEING MY TECHNICAL/TACTICAL BETA. ALSO HELPED ME WITH THE ENDING LOL.

Moscow, Russia

Chuck zipped up the last part of his Kevlar suit. His mask lay next to him on the bed along, with his only weapon for this operation - a tranq gun with the magazines safely placed in his back pouch, along with a syringe filled with Morphine. The only gears clipped on to him are a Gas Mask, his knife, two flash bangs and two kolokol's (*1). He looked at his night vision goggles that lay on the bed, but deemed that his Gas Mask's night vision would be fine. Chuck looks at his watch as he gets out of bed and pulls his mask on.

9:23 PM.

Chuck turned his gaze over to Grim who gave him a nod. The Splinter Cell quietly went out the window and hopped onto the roof of the building next door.

"Comm check"

"Grim the comms are fine, we checked them three times."

"Sorry, over."

Chuck could hear her nervousness as he continued jumping from roof to roof, after a few minutes he found the building Lambert briefed him on. Chuck quickly took the fire escape down to the streets as the rain started to pour harder and the wind blew harder. A lone guard leaned against the corner of the building, cigarette in mouth.

What is it with these guys and smoking?

Chuck crept over to him at an angle. He delivered an angled kick to the side of the NSA agent's knee and followed up by grabbing the sides of his head and bashing it off the corner of the wall. The man's skull made a sick crack as he slipped into unconsciousness. He picked up the unconscious guard and through him into a dumpster.

"Grim, I'm going for the vent Lambert showed us on the blueprints. I'll give you the signal to cut the power to Fortress when I'm in position."

"I Copy you, over."

Chuck stayed close to the wall of the building; he had to make it all the way to the back of the building without a camera spotting him.

Speak of the devil Chuck thought as he found the first camera turning from left to right slowly. Chuck timed his movements and quickly sped past it, hoping to pass unnoticed by Team Shaw. Chuck found the vent located behind a bush and used his knife to pry the screws out of the wall. As he crawled into the small enclosed space, he clicked his headset on.

"Grim cut the power!"

"Okay, remember you'll have 30 seconds to get to the vent circulation unit before the backup generators start up and the motion tracker comes back online."

"Copy, Fisher out."

The little lasers that are supposed to detect movement in the vents shut off; Chuck then heard the sounds of footsteps going in different ways.

Piece of fucking cake.

-X-

The lights flickered twice before coming back on. Casey looked at the rest of Team Shaw as they looked through the camera footage.

"The cameras saw nothing, so it could have been the storm outside but never the less we're not going back to bed for the rest of the night, so everybody go change into clothing suitable for work." said Shaw as he looked over the computer. Casey grunted in annoyance and headed back to his room as he thought.

I'd actually prefer working with Bartowski than spend time in Russia with Superbitch over there. (Looks away from Shaw to Sarah) seems I'm not the only one who feels that way

Bryce went to his assigned room, as did Cole, Carina, and Sarah. Shaw who had been up before and during the power outage looked at the phone he had been looking over for the past few days. He started the clip again, and then froze it when the camera man seemed to be looking at the man's head.

Who are you?

-X-

Chuck finished setting up his sleep grenade in the cramped air dispersion unit. He slowly made his way to the small drop from the vent system. As he fell and hit the ground the lights flickered and turned back on. Chuck quickly jumped up and grabbed a ceiling pipe that seemed to go all the way down the hallway. He quickly brought his hanging legs up and wrapped them around the pipe and started to shimmy down the hallway. His first scares came when Carina and Sarah came down the hallway. He had to arch his back slightly as they walked under him and went into two separate rooms and shut the door.

Too. Fucking. Close. Thought Chuck as he holstered the Tranq gun and continued his way down the hallway. As he reached the left turn to the conference room he heard Casey's voice whispering behind a closed door, Chuck strained his ears.

"... Its Johnny boy, just checking up before work." whispered Casey.

Holy shit, Johnny boy woooow, you will never live that down thought Chuck as he bit his tongue to keep from laughing. Chuck quickly began crawling and then stopped when he had a clear view of the conference room. Inside the room sat Daniel Shaw who seemed to be caught up in something, on a phone. As Daniel turned around, Chuck smirked as he saw what was so interesting on the phone.

Guess that means no lasers to dance over in the evidence room

Chuck went to lower himself, until Sarah and Bryce exited their rooms. They both stopped under him as he pushed himself flat against the ceiling. He held his breath as sweat began to pool.

"Sarah"

"... Bryce"

Jesus, yes that's his name and that's her name fuck hey maybe I should say my fuckin name too, will that make me part of some club.

"So"

"...So" Sarah sighed

Are. You. F-u-ckin. With. Me. thought Chuck as sweat began to lather his forehead and mask.

"We haven't talked in a while"

"That we haven't"

Oh really, well this little reunion is heart warming, it is starting to hurt to stay here.

"Any idea who this guy on the video is?" Bryce asked

"...Honestly... no" Sarah replied annoyed.

I swear to god... awwww!

Bryce sighed and finally tried to pull out his charm, "So how about later you and I... I don't know relieve some... stress" asked Bryce as he tried to place on a seductive voice. He wrapped his arms lightly around Sarah.

(Chuck eye rolls) Yay! I get to watch as Bryce whispers sweet nothings into her ear... it's like being an asset all over again

"No Bryce, I can't." whispered Sarah as she pulled away.

Fuck, call Doctor Phil with your issues damn it, th- my arm just went numb, aaaaand there goes the other one

"Sarah please its just sex, wh-"

"You know why I can't!"

I don't, but hey why don't you go back to your room and send me a letter, oh god my leg went numb

"Why Sarah? Why? tell me a good reason why not!" Bryce demanded.

Fuck this!

"It's because of Chu-" Sarah felt a prick on her neck and darkness enveloped her, she fell into Bryce, whose eyes widened. As Bryce began to call for help Chuck fell from the pipe and delivered a sharp elbow to the base of the back of Bryce's head knocking him unconscious.

Oh that killed some brain cells; luckily he uses his sex appeal more than his brains... wow... I feel less stressed, Bryce you make stress counsellors everywhere proud.

Chuck looked up at Daniel as he holstered his tranq gun. Luckily Shaw didn't seem to have heard anything. Chuck took a look at Sarah and felt guilty but forced it away. He pulled Bryce back and picked Sarah up before placing her in her room.

Chuck quickly left and walked into the conference room. Daniel seemed to hear the footsteps; he turned around on his heels really fast, only to be met by two tranq darts in the neck. Shaw's momentum sent him head first into the table, cutting him open.

Chuck picked up the phone that hit the ground and placed it in his back pouch. The bottom of the phone had been melted and it had a piece of grenade shrapnel in it.

The computer hook up is burnt... that rules out copying it to the computer

Chuck was brought out of his thoughts as his com activated. "Fisher, new mission specs. Lambert was just given the go ahead from the President to upload a worm on Fortresses computer via your phone; I guess the President wants us to know more about their posting in Russia."

"Ok, understood. Grim lock all the doors in Fortress except for the ones to the conference room."

"Ok... standby another message from Lamberts coming in... He also wants to know if they placed the video on computer."

"No, the bottom end where you connect it to the computer was melted; I guess that's why they needed a team to pick it up."

Chuck clicked a cord into the end of his phone and the other end in to the computer and uploaded the worm. Chuck felt a giant smirk grace his face from under the mask as the quiet air was filled with the bangs and yells of the other 3 members of Team Shaw. 10 minutes later, the worm was uploaded and began coping everything over to Lambert computer.

"Fisher, we have multiple Russian hostiles converging on your area. They are stuck at the main door to Fortress, but I estimate only a few more minutes until the door is opened, apparently Shaw sent a call to Beckman who probably asked for help, we're lucky the FSB office nearby is small, so the squads will be comprised of three or four guys rather than nine"

"Can you actually be lucky in hell"

An explosion was heard from the hallway and the banging and yelling from the rooms was accompanied by Russian language.

"Grim activate the gas bomb and cut the power."

"Ok, get ready, over." Chuck reached up and took off his balaclava and placed it in his back pouch before replacing it with his custom gas mask. As if on cue, the lights went out. He clicked a button on his gas mask and the night vision feature turned on.

This place is creepy as shit.

He quickly ran down the hallway and found the broken air duct he had broken into to gain access to Fortress. Before he could move, a powerful blow landed on his head, causing Chuck to fly forward. Chuck whirled around and dodged another hit from the red clothed, black body armoured Russian Agent. Chuck dodged another punch, and delivered a hard elbow to the agents face, causing the nasal bone to snap. As the agent stood in a daze, Chuck brought both hands up and grabbed both sides of his head and kneed him in the face two times. He then finished his assault on the agent by throwing him into a wall on his left.

He heard more people running into Fortress, heading his way. Chuck quickly ran to his left and hid behind a wall as flashlights shined on the vent.

"This is Alpha One, the hostile entered through a vent and our team leader is down but alive, Alpha Two, we need the help of all agents in Fortress, so commence the removal of Colonel Casey, Agent Miller, Agent Walker and Agent Barker's doors. Leave Agents Shaw and Larkin's rooms alone. Larkin has been located in the hallway outside the conference room. He appears to be tranq'd, one of my men, are bringing him outside to the medic, Shaw was tranq'd as well. He'll be removed as well" said an Agent as he approached the corner with his partner. The radio on his chest snapped to life.

"Alpha One, we copy. We're starting up the tools. Alpha two, over." Chuck stayed silent as Grim came over his comm.

"ummm Agent Fisher, the gas grenades aren't working, seems like the Russians are jamming it, I'm sending a message to Lambert stand by... stand by ... Lambert has given the go ahead to incapacitate Russian Tactical squads, only."

"Copy, Agent Fisher out." Chuck peered behind the wall and found his target two and a half steps away. With as much speed as possible, Chuck moved around the corner and delivered a hard kick to the stomach of the first agent before grabbing him by the head and throwing him into his partner. He shot both with a tranq dart effectively placing them in an unconscious state. He left the two tangled guards as he made a run for the hole in the vent unit.

"Grim, what's the situation?" whispered Chuck.

"Five squads have entered Fortress, while another two are on the outside. The vent has been covered."

"Guess the Russkies have to go, now don't they?"

"Copy, fill me in when you're done or have a plan out of this mission, Grim out."

Lambert did say this could get tricky

A few seconds later the sounds of arc welders filled the air, signalling the start on Casey's door. Flash lights shined on Chuck for a millisecond before bullets hit above his head. Chuck quickly darted behind cover as bullets pelted the area. The agents stopped firing as they aimed there flashlights. All around for a few second, searching for him before one Agent went down a hallway towards the kitchen with two other men. The only other man turned and waved his squad forward, and then they went to their right towards the medical wing. He quickly ran back around the corner and ran down a new hallway.

"Grim, block all communications to the outside please and is there an emergency door, I know the regular one was destroyed and I don't need another squad coming down here."

"Stand by... yes there is, Communications have been cut off to the outside and the emergency door has been shut and locked, Grim out."

Medical wing takes longer to get to; I guess it's to the kitchen first.

-X-

Squad: ALPHA Three

Nicolai shined his light on his two partners, Treznecough and Chezz as they looked around in the kitchen. He chuckled as his partners gave him glares.

"Nicolai listen to me, this man has removed Alpha One, so get your head out of your ass and start taking this serious... Fucking rookie's ey Treznecough... Trenznecough" Nicolai darted his flash light around but found nothing but the same old kitchen. They started looking for a few minutes but found nothing.

"Alpha Two, we have a man MIA. We need back up over."

"Alpha Three, we copy but our forces are spread out a little thin at the moment. We almost have the Colonel out and then we'll send him your way, over."

"Copy, Alpha Three out."

Suddenly a burst of movement came to the right of Nicolai and Chezz causing both men to quickly aim their weapons on the area. The flashlight from the weapons illuminated the area. Both men found their missing man, hanging from a pipe by his jacket, by looking at him it appeared he had no injuries. He looked at them as they began to approach, and his dazed face filled with panic. His words seemed slurred, indicating he had been drugged slightly.

"He placed grenades on the wall and placed something on my back, at least I think, and he injected me with a drug god knows what kind"

"Calm down, Nicolai and I will detach the grenade, DO YOU THINK YOUR FUNNY YOU LITTLE BITCH, TIEING GRENADES TO HIS BACK, OH REAL FUCKIN ORIGINAL, ILL BE SURE TO WRITE ON YOUR TOMBSTONE ABOUT HOW ORIGINAL YOU ARE!" yelled Chezz in furry

Both agents approached there injured squad mate slowly. Chezz removed his knife and along with Nicolai. They walked to the back of Treznecough and flashed a light on his back. Instead of strings, they found a note.

Please direct your attention to the left... Flash bangs

Nicolai was blinded by a flash bang going off to his left. He heard a slight scuffle to his right as he kept trying to find his bearings. He heard a table break and then everything went quiet. He felt someone rap their arms around his neck in a head lock and pull up cutting off air. As he began to drift in to an unconscious state, a voice spoke.

"This is not your fight kid, sorry" With that Nicolai passed out.

-X-

Chuck carefully laid the boy back on the ground. He let out an angry sigh at the fact that this agent seemed to be a man in his early 20's. He looked at the still slightly conscious man, hanging from the pipe.

"So will you kill me, pig" Chuck shook his head, as he delivered a sharp blow to the back of the man's skull, knocking him out. He smiled at the unconscious men and headed for the vent. He felt happy knowing innocent soldiers did not die. He turned around before entering.

"So... do, I write on you tombstone or no"

-X-

Squad: ALPHA 4

Aleksandr Kochenkofv looked back at his squad, as they went down the dark hallway. His second in command, Matvey stood a meter behind him, AK-107 at the ready. A noise startled them but it turned out to be the fourth man in his squad.

"Osip, quiet" Osip gave a quick apologetic look before nodding. Alek placed his foot on the door to the medical room, he then gave a quick glace to Matvey, who stood on the left of the door and Radomir on the right. They both nodded and Osip nodded as he took his place behind Radomir. He kicked the door open and found a towering person in the doorway.

"Open fire" Radomir fired first. The towering figure exploded as white smoke and gunk went everywhere coding the four man squad. Radomir kept firing his AK in fear.

"Hold your fire!" Radomir finally settled down. Everyone started wiping the stuff of their gear and tactical goggles, Alek, had been hit with a large amount of shrapnel, so he had to remove the ones that weren't too deep, from his face and legs. He felt blood coming from the small wounds, and he notied one piece of shrapnel had come and inch away from breaking his goggles and hitting him in the eye. Alek looked in the door way and shined his flashlight on the object. He almost felt like laughing if it wasn't for the fact that they were hunting an enemy.

"Alpha 4, we heard gun shots from the medical wing, what's your status"

"It was a trick Alpha two; bastard placed the coat hanger from the conference room in the entrance of the medical room, he hooked on two fire extinguishers on it and put over a dark sheet over it, we shot them and, well now we look like marshmallows"

"Ok keep us posted, Alpha 2 out" Alek noted the strain his voice indicating the need to laugh.

"Sir, where's Osip?" Alek looked around but found no sign of the 6'1 man.

Radomir broke the silence first. "Shit, Osip where are you!" yet again they were met by silence until...

"This waaay" whispered a voice to their left, behind a corner. Matvey scowled.

"Come on!" Alpha Four took off towards the corner and peered around it, Alek's breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the slow steady rise of his teamates chest. He still seemed to be covered in the fire extinguishers goop.

"Damn! Must have caught him while we were distracted, at least he's alive right" suddenly Aleks comm came to life.

"Alpha Four, John Casey has just been released from his room. After he's done checking on Alpha Three, would you like him to make a pit stop by you, we would send more than him but our communications have been cut off to the outside, and we have to get Agent Barker out of his room, so my squad can't spare any men?"

"Affirmative. Alpha Four, out." Alek looked at his men.

"Alright let's resume our investigation." Little did they realize, a pair of brown eyes, watched them closely from above, tranq gun at the ready.

-X-

Casey walked in to the kitchen slowly as he looked for the infiltrator. He found three men, one hanging from a pipe, one lying on his back and another had been slammed through a table. Casey watched their chest rise and thanked god that the enemy seemed to have some reminisce of a soul. He looked at one of the unconscious Russians whom seemed to have believed he was going to die by the face he had. Casey felt his anger wash over him.

Whoever this motherfucker is, I'm going to enjoy ripping him a new one.

Casey cocked his P229 and gave a happy grunt. He left the kitchen as his Russian radio turned on.

"Colonel, what's the status on Alpha Three?"

"Seems we have a saint as an enemy, he only knocked them out so your luck, I think that next time you should actually train your men rather than have them drink vodka for there nerves, and pray that they get lucky with a shot."

"Fuck... could you go to the medical wing? Alpha Four is encountering minor trouble or at least I hope it is minor trouble."

"On my way, what's the eta on opening Agent Barker's door?"

"Not sure, will tell you as soon as it is opened."

"Ok, Casey out."

Casey sped off towards the medical wing. Whoever this man happened to be, Casey wanted to kill him first. Two minutes of running later and Casey finally came to a stop on the hallway to the medical room. He noticed the walls around the medical office seemed to be covered in a white substance from a fire extinguisher.

"Alpha Four, I'm in your hallway." nobody responded to the radio. Casey slowly made his way to the door of the hospital wing and looked inside. He found all the agents either laying unconscious with broken bones or tranq dart in them. He looked around and found two glowing green eyes slowly receding into the air vent.

"Motherfucker" growled Casey as he picked up his radio.

"Alpha Four is down - hostile is moving through the god damned air vents!" John waited for a reply and soon realized there was no one left on radio.

-X-

Minor time skip

Chuck dodged another one of Coles punches. The dogging proves futile as the MI6 Agent finally landed a blow on him sending him into the Plexiglas wall, which cracks slightly. Then Cole wiped off a bit of blood from his lip.

"So you're the man from the video? Well I must say you sure as hell can fight, mate."

The Splinter Cell noticed Cole removing a knife from his hip as he runs at him. Cole quickly swung but Chuck dodged to the left and pushed him into the glass. Cole turned around and made a wide desperate swing from right to left but Chuck limbos under it and grabs a hold of his attackers elbow and hand. He quickly twists the hand behind Cole's back while removing the knife and slams Cole's hand into the glass wall and pins it there with the knife. Cole's eyes widened as he let out a scream.

"FUUUCK!" Chuck gives Coles head a hard punch sending it in to the Plexiglas, knocking him out cold, Cole slumps and hangs from the wall via the knife. Chuck removed the knife and laid the unconscious MI6 agent down.

"Grim, block all communications on the inside please, It's time to finish what we started."

"Will do, Grim out."

-X-

Chuck looked through the small gaps in the vent, at the three men who made up Alpha five as they searched the training area. One man jumped over the shooting range guards and was combing the area over; another man was looking through the dojo while the last man seemed to be looking through the vent. Chuck made his way over to the man with his head in the vent. Chuck drove a foot into the side of his head, slamming it into the vent wall. The man let out a small gasp and fell back.

"Grim, there's a man in the shooting range, use the targets to get him out of there, also lock the dojo door"

"Roger" Chuck watched in amusement as Grim fed power to the targets signs. One slid down the lane and smacked the Agent in the back sending him in to another one. Another target sign came moving across the shooting range and smacked the Agents left arm. He let out a giant yell.

"WHAT IS THIS"

Chuck stopped watching the target signs hitting around the angry Russian as he heard bangs coming from the dojo. He found the Agent banging on the locked glass door.

"Grim, finish off the shooting range Agent"

"I copy you, over" Chuck watched two target signs sandwich the guard. His face turned blue after a few minutes and then he finally passed out.

"Ok Grim he's out and you can leave the Agent in the dojo alone... actually turn on the sprinklers" the signs parted and allowed the unconscious agent to fall to the ground. The sound of the sprinkler turning on brought a smile to his face. Chuck turned and made his way back to Alpha Two's location.

-X-

Minor Time-skip

Casey walks away from Alpha Two's position with a feeling of dread, actual fear, and slight confusion at the fact there enemy who could have killed them, was just knocking out the squads of Russians, rather than kill them.

I'm confused about this guy, is he one of us

He tried the radio again but was met with static. Cole's door had been opened but Cole wasn't anywhere to be seen. Alpha Five seemed to be MIA or KIA so Casey was alone. He went to check on Carina earlier, who was beyond pissed that her door had yet to be open. Casey walked into the main conference room. He made his way towards the stair case to the second floor armoury, but something caught his eye from above. He looked up and found himself looking at a black silhouette. He darted his gun up but the silhouette dropped down and knocked away his weapon away from him using his feet. The silhouette hopped back and landed on his hands as he swung his right foot, catching Casey in the side of the face. The Colonel spit out a bit of blood as he staggered backwards. Casey's eyes had adjusted to the dark so there was no questioning who stood a few meters away. His once confused thoughts turned to pure anger.

So first Iran, now Russia! BASTARD!

-X-

Chuck darted back as Casey swung at him, rage clearly evident in his eyes.

Guess I'll have to beat the Sugar Bear... hehehe Sugar bear

Chuck ran at Casey and quickly slid on his knees to avoid Casey's punch. He stopped his slide at Casey's side and propelled himself at his ribs, knees first. He hit them and felt a rib break, but before anything else could happen, Casey grabbed Chuck by the arm and flung him over the conference table.

"Finally! I get to kick your ass for Iran!" Casey growls with malice.

Chuck quickly recovers and kicks the conference table which hit Casey in the stomach, causing him to bend slightly. Chuck jumped on the table and ran over to Casey and kicked his face. Casey's face darted up and some of his blood went on Chucks mask. In the moment of blindness, Casey took out Chuck's feet sending him to the table and then to the floor. Casey drove a boot into Chuck's stomach causing a groan to escape.

"What? You don't talk?" asked Casey in a mocking tone. Chuck responded by kicking Casey in the groin and then in the face, as Casey bent down. The big man stumbled backwards and fell into a computer chair. Chuck darted up and grabbed the disoriented Colonel by the arm and swung him and the chair towards the staircase. Chuck watched as Casey flew down the stair, hitting every second or third stair on the way down.

OH FUCK

Chuck made his way down the stair and quickly checked his pulse and was happy to find it all good. He picked up the big guy and brought him down the stairs and placed him on the guns table.

That's it time to end this

"Grim! It's time to leave, here's what you need to do..."

-X-

The emergency door gave way and fell revealing the staircase to Fortress. Joseph made his way down the stairs, his squad right on his heels. The first survivor he finds is Agent Cole who lay on the ground, hand bleed profusely. He points to Covalev and then to Cole. As Covalev deals with the MI6 Agent, the rest of Echo One moves down the hallway.

Joseph walks up to a door that is being banged on and speaks in his rough English.

"Hello, this is Echo One; the other squads didn't answer any communications for over 45 minutes, so we were sent down."

"I am Agent Carina Miller; get this fucking door open now!"

"Yes Agent Miller, my tech expert will get you out in a bit." Joseph signalled Mark to open the door. Joseph and his last man Cosla, made their way into the conference room. They found one of their own nursing a wound.

"Are you ok soldier?" asked Joseph as he smiled from behind his mask.

"Yes sir." the man had blood all over his mask but no actual bullet wounds.

"How did you survive?"

"Survive? Sir he didn't kill anyone, he either tranq'd or knocked them unconscious there's also a severely injured soldier down in the armoury."

"Ok, this is my teammate, Cosla, he going to bring you to the ambulance outside and they'll get you to a hospital."

"Thank you sir."

"What's your name soldier and your codes?"

"Alekandr Kochenkofv, code 2144" Joseph ran it in through his phone. The phone gave a beep indicating his codes were correct. Joseph made his way down the stairs as he radioed for back up. Cosla helped up the 'Alek' and helped him towards the staircase. Alek smirked.

And the crowd goes wild, for yet another amazing performance.

-X-

Chuck lays in the stretcher as the ambulance took off down the empty street. They drove for 12 minutes until suddenly the medic hit the brakes.

"What is this? Some red head just stopped her car in the middle of the fucking road and got out."

Chuck kicked the one of the two Agents sent with him as protection. The poor agent nailed his head off of the door and slumped down unconscious. The other agent made a grab for his pistol but Chuck was quicker as he took removed his tranq gun and put two darts in the man's neck. He turned around and waved at the shocked ambulance drivers as Grim walked up to the side of the ambulance and opened the driver's door and shot the two medics with a tranq gun. Chuck ripped of the Russian gear leaving him in his regular Kevlar suit.

"Good plan, no Russians killed, you make god proud... wait a minute where's your Gas Mask and Balaclava" she asked with as Chuck hopped out the back, he grabbed the C4 from Grim and attached it to the inside of the ambulance. "Oh no I left them" said Chuck. Grims eyes widened. Chuck laughed as he tossed her his back pouch. She opened it and smiled as she found both mask folded and crammed in. Chuck grabbed one medic as did Grim. They both dragged them out of the blast radius. They did the same for the agents as well.

They both ran toward their rent a car. After they both got in, she took off for the hotel. The ambulance exploded, showering the road in shrapnel effectively getting rid of any evidence that may lay in there.

-X-

Location-Unknown

"So have we come to an agreement?" asked feminine voice with a smile.

"Yes, this will benefit our organizations" said a male voice.

"Good, we are another step closer to day X" The man snapped his fingers, causing his men to start uploading cases into the back of a van. The two figures got in a car and drove off. One crate was brought to a car which left immediately.

The last of the 11 crates entered the van, and then they left.

-X-

Fortress-3 hours later

Nicolai felt pain in his neck. He tried to open his but realized the lights had not only been turned on but he was under one directly. He slowly eased in to the light and then opened his eye. He found himself staring at a, blue eyed, blond haired women. She smiled gently at him.

"Nicolai, right, my names Sarah" he nodded. The women offered him a glass of water.

"You're in our conference room right now, they didn't have enough ambulances at the moment so we place the less injured men in here" Nicolai looked over at the other 8 Russians. He smiled, he realized he got to live another day, to see his girlfriend, his family and friends.

Whoever you are thanks you, so much

-X-

(*1)= Kolokol's are a knock out grenade, invented by the Russian's. Hope you enjoyed the final confrontation with Team Shaw for a while. Review any ideas or places you like to see the story go, and I'll try and incorporate.