A/N: Still don't own Chuck or make any $ from it

The moonless night is the hunters' greatest ally. Large night vision eyes and silent movements worked in concert to limit and detection by the prey. The hunter was watching the riverbank, looking for any movement when the mouse scampered into view. The western owl about to make his kill when something else caught his eye.

A large dark shadow slowly materialized from the river directly behind his quarry, starling the owl and driving him off to find a meal elsewhere. The shadowy leviathan silently eased out of the water and onto the riverbank, and dropped into the reeds, observing the surroundings for any sign of movement or detection.

"Casey I've reached the perimeter."

"Roger. I'm in position," Casey responded.

He was situated 400 yards away inside and old drainage pipe, which transported storm water runoff to the river. Due to the erosion of the land and lack of maintenance over they years, the pipe was the perfect sniping spot as it faced Graham's building and was far enough away to avoid detection.

Sarah was in the danger zone, as every square inch of her location was under surveillance.

"Sit rep," she asked Casey.

"You have two guards patrolling 100 yards off your 3 o'clock. Widespread pattern. Two more off your 11o'clock."

"Roger that."

"I make it 450 yards to the first access point," Casey said.

"Roger that. Moving out," Sarah said.

"Got your six," Casey replied.

Sarah put her breathing tube back in and began to make her way to the access point. She crouched down, slowly carving her way through the waist high reeds as Casey covered her.

In the moonless night Casey had trouble seeing her and could only find her by watching the movement of the reeds.

"Sarah. 1 guard 20 yards ahead. His partner is 40 yards away. I'll take his partner once you get yours down," Casey said.

"Roger."

Casey watched through the scope as the unsuspecting guard approached a small mass that he believed was Sarah, but the light was so low he couldn't be sure. His suspicion was confirmed half a heartbeat later when a dark shadow enveloped the guard and brought him down.

Sarah had just finished pushing her knife in the guards' neck when she heard a thud signaling the end of the other one.

"Tango down," Casey said.

"Acknowledged," Sarah replied.

The prices was repeated for the other two guards, giving Sarah an all clear as she made her way inside through the first access point. The thermal cameras could only detect a slight movement of the reeds as the hunter made her way inside.

"I'm in," she said.

"Roger. What's your situation?"

"I'm inside what looks like an motor pool..."

"Walker there is a car coming," Casey interrupted.

Sarah quickly hid behind some old shelves as the garage bay door opened and a black van pulled in. A guard came through a small door in the back of the garage and waited for the men to get out. 4 men came out of the van, carrying a large bag with them, which they unceremoniously dropped on the floor.

"Get Colt and tell Graham he needs to come and see this right away," one of the men said to the guard.

A minute later Graham and Colt came in and looked in the bag, causing Graham to look away and Colt to wretch.

"Jesus Christ! What the hell happened to him," Colt said as he looked at the body of Bryce.

"Walker," Graham said in a low voice.

Colt looked over at Graham.

"What are we going to do," Colt said.

"We are out of time. We need to get to Bartowski; he just became our way out of here. Bring the body upstairs, it might prove useful," Graham said as he turned and left.

Sarah watched Graham leave from the shadows, and then surveyed the room. Colt was giving his men instructions and then he made his way to the elevator as well.

"Put the body on the elevator, and get rid of the van. We chopper out of here," colt said.

Two men picked up the body bag and started moving toward the elevator doors, while the other two returned to the van to retrieve their gear.

Sarah slowly made her way along the edge of the wall, careful to stay in the shadows and edging her way closer to the van. The nearest man was leaning through the open side door trying to retrieve his pack when she quickly pushed his forehead down against the carpet and forced a knife into his brain stem. Killing him instantly.

She pivoted to the other man at the rear on the van and plunged a knife into his lung collapsing it then slammed her knee down on his neck with a sickening crack.

The two men with the body returned to check on their comrades and were quickly dropped by two headshots by Casey. From 400 yards away through the open garage door.

"Casey I need your help," Sarah called to him as she began to drag the bodies out of the van.

"On my way to you hold tight."

"Rosemary get him out of those restraints. We need to leave immediately," Graham said as he got off the elevator with Colt.

"We can't do that now I'm almost ready we will lose.."

"Just do it Rosemary. We will take him to site B, we have an identical surgical facility there anyway."

Colt went over to help Rosemary, but stopped and turned his attention to elevator as the doors opened..

"Bring that in will you," Graham said to Colt.

Colt grabbed the heavy bag and put it on the gurney recently vacated by Chuck.

"What are you doing to me," Chuck said a they pulled the mouth stabilizer out.

"We are leaving," Graham replied.

"What is that," Chuck asked breathlessly as Colt shackled his arms.

"It seems General Beckman wants to end this quickly. She sent a kill squad over to their hotel. She died saving Bryce's life," Graham said trying to twist the knife in Chuck's heart.

"Oh god Sarah," Chuck cried as he burst into tears.

"Oh for Christ sake," Graham said frustrated.

"Shut him up," Graham said to Colt.

The hulking giant hauled back and punched Chuck in the stomach.

"Let's move and bring the body as well," Graham said as they made their way up to the roof.

Graham was mentally calculating his options of being able to get out of this alive, and though it looked a little bleak, he liked his odds.

I still have Bartowski…I can use him…Walker would never move on me while I had Chuck…Where the hell is Nicholi! Surely he must have gotten the message by now! He thought as they made it Up to the chopper on the roof. They burst through the doors, expecting to hear the sounds of the rotors and feel the prop wash from the blades, but found the roof strangely silent. The helicopter was there, but it was not on and there was no sign of the pilot.

"Where is our Transport Langston," Rosemary asked as she tightened the gun in her hand.

"I'm not sure. Stay here," he said.

Rosemary had Chuck and was holding a gun to his head, and Colt carried Larkin, leaving Graham to approach the helicopter.

He walked towards the chopper and saw that there was someone inside.

"Start the engine. We are leaving now."

"What's wrong with you! Start the engine damn it!"

When Graham reached the chopper he could see the pilot had a perfect hole in his forehead. He also saw that most of the avionics had been destroyed as well, rendering the bird useless. He slammed his hands on the side of the fuselage and was returning to Rosemary and Colt wen he saw it. A single white rose was placed in the passenger seat and an envelope with his name on it.

He opened it and upon reading it, found his hands to be shaking uncontrollably. The note read:

"The deepest circles of hell are reserved for traitors, and mutineers"- Dante

Nicholi.

"Where the hell is Graham," Rosemary said still clutching Chuck tight.

"I don't know I will go check," Colt said as he put down Bryce's body and made his way to the chopper.

"Don't worry. It will all be over soon Chuck," Rosemary chuckled to him.

Chuck was strangely silent and unresponsive. Rosemary looked at him and saw the dejection in his face and the tears in the corner of his eyes.

"Don't cry. I'll make it painless," she laughed.

"I really don't care," he replied.

"It's Agent Walker isn't it Chuck. You really did love her didn't you?"

"Yes I did."

"Haha she was an ..."

"Agent yes I know!" He exploded.

He didn't know where it was coming from, but the frustration of the last few days emboldened him to go on. What did it matter, they were going to kill him anyway he thought.

"I know exactly who she was! And you know what that doesn't change a damn thing about how much I loved her! I'm tired of being told who or what she was! I knew who she was and I knew the person that she was! She was not who you and Graham and Bryce and all the rest of you assholes thought she was! She was so much better then you! So much better then all of us," he shouted.

Rosemary was taken aback, she didn't expect this type of a response from Chuck, but she was a seasoned professional and kept him locked up.

"Well good for you Chuck, be sure to give her my regards when you see her. What the hell are you looking at Colt."

Colt had returned when he heard Chuck yelling and stood wide eyed looking at them.

"What is it?" Rosemary said as she glared back at him.

Chuck looked at him and then followed the direction of his gaze and turned a shade of white. Rosemary looked at both men then looked behind her, and found herself staring into a black shadowy figure that emerged from the body bag.

"What in Gods name...," she screamed as she turned her gun on the shadow an fired hitting center mass.

Graham was terrified as he looked around searching for any trace of Nicholi, he tried to put up a confident front, but the sweat pouring down his face belied his façade. He pulled his gun out, and moved silently away from fuselage of the chopper peering into the darkness hoping to see a possible target.

Suddenly a burning pain in his left cause him to crumple to the ground. He knew that he had been hit and rolled around firing blindly in the direction he thought the bullet came.

"AHHH," Graham screamed and a second blast caused his right hand to explode and destroyed his gun.

Graham pulled himself along the ground, trying to reach a covered area, when a third bullet imbedded itself in his right side and shattered his hip. Graham screamed in pain and began to realize the gravity of his situation. He was not going to get out of this, and as the bitterness and the frustration of his life began to surface, the tears began to stream from his eyes.

Graham wiped his eyes and when he saw the tears broke into a laughing fit. Neuroscientists would say it was a coping mechanism the brain used as it released dopamine knowing that the end was near, but Graham just felt a hilarious sense of irony.

He leaned his head against the wall, feeling the warmth leave his body when he suddenly saw a unfocused silhouette appear. The silhouette slowly began to move towards him until the image came into focus, and Grahams eyes flashed recognition.

"You? The whole time…you are Nicholi," Graham slured.

Nicholi stood over Graham and raised a pistol to his head.

"Dasvidanya you son of a bitch," he said as he pulled the trigger.

Rosemary expression went to shock as she saw the bullet literally bounce off of the shadow. Colt looked on in horror as she tried to fire again, but a hand extended out of the darkness and she was quickly engulfed. He heard a scream as the last few seconds of Rosemary's life was snuffed out, and the shadow began to approach him.

"Let him go," a voice called from the darkness as the shadow continued to advance.

That voice sounds familiar Chuck thought.

"You come near me and he dies," Colt said as he grabbed Chuck by the collar and dragged him to the edge of the building and held him out in the air.

"No wait please! Let me up," Chuck screamed.

"I will drop him I swear to god," Colt said.

"No! No! No! wait. Don't drop him please!," the Sarah screamed.

"What the hell are you," Colt said.

"I'm here for him. If you let him go I will let you live," Sarah said.

"Sarah?"

"Take off your mask," Colt ordered.

She took off her mask and her eyes locked on Chuck.

"You're alive!"

"How you doing Chuck," Sarah said as she tried to calm him.

"You are something baby," Colt said.

"Just let him go and you can walk away from this," Sarah said.

Colt looked at Sarah and smiled.

"It ain't worth it," Colt said as he dropped Chuck over the side.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"