The long awaited update for this story is finally out! Praise whoever you want!
I am sorry for the long break in the updates. I was in Las Vegas for a few days and then went to Israel for over a week. I will try to get this story back on pace. Thanks for sticking with this story.
Because I took such a long break from uploading stories, this chapter is officially over 6,000 words and 15 pages… So it's a beast of a chapter that I hope you all enjoy and leave a review for.
I don't own Chuck or Fallout.
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Previously on "Chuck Versus the Fallout Universe":
"We actually found out a way to spread the seeds and fertilizer," Stephen explains. "We need a replicator."
"What exactly is a replicator?" Chuck asks.
"It is a device that can expand a substance and spread it quickly."
"Uh, alright," Chuck says unsurely; having no real idea from that description. "Where do we find one?"
"That's the problem," Mary says with a slight sorrowful tone. "We don't know how to find one."
"The best bet is the Brotherhood of Steel," Stephen tells them.
"But they hate us," Sarah explains with seriousness.
"I know," Stephen sighs.
/
"This is crazy!" Chuck complains while pacing back and forth in the lab. "There is no way we can get the Brotherhood to help us!"
"They won't help us, but you," Stephen points to Chuck, "are not NCR."
"You can't!" Mary gasps. Her motherly instincts making her argue for her only son.
"It's the only way," Stephen informs somberly with his head down.
"What are you getting at?" Chuck nervously asks; not sure if he really wants the answer.
"You walk up to their doorstep and ask nicely," Sarah clarifies matter-of-factly although she has mixed feelings about the idea. She wants to succeed with creating the G.E.C.K. but doesn't want to risk Chuck's life with those conservative asses.
"Alone?" Chuck stares at Sarah with terror. "I can't do that alone!"
"I can't because they'll recognize me as NCR," she sorrowfully explains. "Casey too."
"Damn," Chuck squeaks in defeat.
/
Chuck finds himself in a horrific situation that would be quite comical if it wasn't him. The nervous sweat starts to find its way out of his pores. Sarah notices immediately and tries to calm him.
"Chuck," she mothers him, "Casey and I will be covering you with snipers the whole time."
"Grow a sack Bartowski," Casey nonchalantly insults Chuck. Both Chuck and Sarah glare daggers at him with narrowed eyes.
"Don't listen to him," Sarah holds Chuck's head seriously with both hands so he looks into his eyes. "I will not let anything happen to you. I love you too much." She stares intently into his eyes with all her passion. "I know you can do this."
"Thanks," he tries to smile but he is too nervous to feign it. "If anything happens, I love you."
"Nothing's gonna happen," she laughs. "Let us get into position and then walk up the hill here to their front guard post."
"Alright," he unsurely confirms.
"For good luck," she kisses him on the lips briefly. Chuck's lips pull back into a semi smile.
/
Chuck is now more nervous than ever. The sweat is raining down his face now. He keeps walking cautiously as the two Brotherhood soldiers come into view in front of the large gated settlement they guard. There are two soldiers wearing gray and rusty metallic suits that are very robotic-looking and strong. One of the soldiers is carrying a gigantic Gatling laser that could shred Chuck up in a matter of seconds while the other guard has a laser rifle. He finally gets to the end of the path, only to be stopped by the soldiers.
"Who are you and what do you want," one of the soldiers asks through his metallic helmet with a breathing mechanism to give him a low computerized voice.
Stick to the script, Chuck tells himself. "I'm just a traveler," he slowly raises his arms to imply he is harmless.
"Why are you so sweaty and shaking?"
"I'm kind of nervous," Chuck giggles humorlessly, "you guys are kind of intimidating with your big guns and huge armor."
"Damn right we are," the other soldier cheers.
"Quiet," the first soldier puts his arm out to silence the other soldier. "What's your business here?"
"I heard you guys are technological geniuses," Chuck tells him. "I am looking for something that I was hoping you guys would know of."
"What might this be?" The soldier asks with an upbeat curiosity to his voice.
"You got this Chuck," Sarah encourages from her hidden spot 60 yards away while holding the scope over the talking soldier's head; although Chuck cannot hear her, it helps calm herself down.
"Well," Chuck stammers, "I'm looking for a replicator."
"Ha-Ha-" the other soldier stutters forcefully before breaking into a full on laughter.
"Quiet!" The calm soldier demands. The other soldier stops laughing instantly while Chuck just sits there with his brow furrowed. "Let me talk to my superiors," the soldier leaves his post to walk over to the intercom by the door to their complex, which is out of earshot from Chuck.
"You can't possibly think you can get one of those," the abandoned soldier laughs now that he has no one to order him to stop. "Those are almost impossible to find. We only know of one that exists on the west coast."
"Let me deal with that," Chuck informs him as he musters some courage to stand up to this robotic buffoon.
"It's a death wish looking for that," the soldier warns seriously after calming from his laughing outburst.
"I don't care how hard it is to obtain. I just want to know where I can get one," Chuck says bravely and a bit condescendingly because this soldier is insulting Chuck with his laughs.
"You giving me lip, boy?" The soldier steps forward, his giant Gatling laser now inches from Chuck's crotch.
Sarah growls as she tenses her trigger finger still ready to kill this asshole.
"No, no," Chuck stammers in cowardice as he steps back, "I didn't mean anything by it. I swear!"
"That's what I thought," the soldier backs off victoriously.
Chuck sighs in relief; thankful that Sarah can't hear him being insulted like that because she would go bat shit crazy on the soldier if she heard.
The more professional soldier comes back after the brief chat with his superiors. "Kid," he starts; annoying Chuck with the name he called him, "my superiors are willing to tell you where to find one."
"That's great," Chuck cheers ecstatically. He never expected to survive this mission, let alone get the location of the replicator. His enthusiasm catches both soldiers off guard but they mask it through their helmets.
"You can find the replicator within Activision Studios in Santa Monica," the soldier tells him.
"I don't have to return any favors or anything like that?" Chuck covers his bases just to be sure.
"Nope," the soldier confirms, "we're just glad to help." Chuck lets out a long breath he didn't realize he was holding.
"You have no chance," the other soldier laughs. "If we can't clear the building, what makes you think you can?"
"Thank you," Chuck turns around and walks away, wiping sweat from his forehead with his right forearm while ignoring the soldier's taunts.
/
"I did it!" Chuck cheers as he meets Casey and Sarah safely away from the Brotherhood's base. "I am so amazing!"
"Where is it then?" Casey demands.
"Uh..." Chuck ponders, forgetting the location.
"Great, the moron already forgot it," Casey rolls his eyes.
"Activision!" Chuck informs them as the sudden burst of amnesia fades away.
"Great job Chuck," Sarah kisses him on the cheek. "I knew you could do it."
"Yea," Chuck acts nonchalant about it, "I just had to use the ol' Bartowski charm," he smiles from ear to ear with all his teeth shining.
"Goof," Sarah playfully hits him in the arm. She is skeptical that they would so willingly tell him where to find the replicator but hides it behind her happiness.
/
Chuck informs his parents as Sarah and Casey inform Director Graham about the location.
"There's a reason this place hasn't been scavenged," Graham stresses. "Not only is it flooded with radiation, but home to some of the most vicious ghouls."
"We anticipated that," Sarah informs Graham, "that's why we are going to go in silently. The Brotherhood made the mistake of a head-on assault through the front doors."
"We are going in through here," Casey lays down blueprints and points to a side door on the east side. "There should be less resistance."
"I see you've thought about this," Graham says fondly. "How many soldiers will you need?"
"We need to keep the number small to lower possible detection," Sarah says.
"Just the three of us is ideal," Casey says. Sarah's eyes widen with horror and Graham furrows his brow in confusion. "What? Did I say wrong?" Casey asks after seeing their looks.
"I thought it was just you two," Graham starts to raise his voice. "Who is this third member of the team?"
"The Bartowski's son," Sarah shies her gaze for fear of what could happen. She knows it is against regulations to have a civilian working with them. Casey looks at her with a furrowed brow.
"He is just a civilian!" Graham growls. "He has no field experience! For god's sake he has only been out of the vault for weeks"! Graham pinches his nose in frustration.
"I have been personally training him and he has become an asset to our team," Sarah explains truthfully. She doesn't want to tell Graham her true feelings for Chuck in fear of reassignment.
"How do I know i can trust him?" Graham demands.
"I can vouch for his trust personally," Sarah answers. "He is completely trustworthy."
"I don't like this," Graham shows his disgust by pacing back and forth.
"I can also assure Bartowski's trust," Casey finally speaks up. "He would never betray his parents or us."
"I still don't like the idea of a civilian on the team," Graham warns. "This usually ends badly."
"We won't allow that to happen," Sarah informs confidently. She cannot allow anything to happen to her Chuck.
"Dammit! Alright," Graham hesitantly agrees as he paces back and forth.
/
"Mom, dad," Chuck walks into their laboratory with a gleeful aura around him. "I got the location of the replicator."
"That's great son," Stephen encourages. "I have been working on something that should help with your missions."
"What is it?" Chuck asks with curiosity.
"It is only a prototype but it will give you a competitive advantage when facing danger."
"Sounds great. I can't wait."
"I should have it done soon. Where is the replicator located?"
"Activision Studios," Chuck answers calmly.
"No!" Mary demands. "You cannot go there! It's too dangerous!"
"But..."
"She's right," Sarah appears out of nowhere; interrupting Chuck's protest. "It is too dangerous for you."
"But what about you?" Chuck complains.
"You are not properly trained like Casey and I." Sarah steps closer to Chuck.
"I thought I was part of the team?"
Sarah takes Chuck over to the corner for privacy. "You are part of the team. I just don't want to lose you. I can't lose you," tears start to form in her eyes as she cups his cheek with her right hand.
"You think I could lose you?" Chuck's eyes start to water too. "Sarah, I don't want to be stuck here wondering if you are still alive or dead. I can't do that. I cannot lose you either."
Sarah kisses Chuck on the lips. "I know Chuck," she whispers. "We have to do this though."
"Yea, we," he includes himself boldly.
"There is no changing your mind, huh?"
"Nope. I cannot sit around knowing I could be there to help you, Sarah."
"Why do you have to be so stubborn," she rhetorically states with a slight comical smile. Chuck just smiles victoriously.
/
The three of them venture into Santa Monica once again to find the replicator. They are wearing black radiation suits that will help with decreasing the radiation exposure: the helmets are polygonal with ample vision for their peripherals. There is a decal on the chest that has the NCR logo on it. They arrive at the building and scan the area. There are four feral ghouls standing around the front entrance and six more in the parking lot beside the building. They locate their door in and find that the ghouls don't even notice it. They all sneak closer to the door, hiding behind bushes and destroyed cars.
They all have silencers on their weapons to infiltrate stealthily. They make their way to the side entrance without having to fire a shot. Sarah unlocks the door while Chuck and Casey watch her back. She gets in and makes sure it's clear.
It is fairly dark and eerie with papers and cans littering the hallways; the hanging lamps dangling limply while some are flickering on and off. The walls are rusty and grimy with fungus growing over time.
"We're in," she informs them as they all step in. "Chuck, you stay right behind me. You see my ass?" She points to her ass and he nods with slight confusion. "I want you to be so close; you can kiss it at any moment." She explains seriously with no humor, intending the double entendre. Chuck actually gets subtle shivers from her serious tone. "You understand?"
"Uh, yea, um yes. I understand," he stammers nervously.
"Now that the dogs on his leash, can we get moving?" Casey asks as he cocks his silenced M4 assault rifle.
All three of them sneak down the hallway they entered through, checking each door to make sure it is clear. They walk through a room that is literally like a hallway extension as there are no doors on either side and there is only a door ahead of them and the one they came from. They follow out the door ahead and through the hallway as it turns right. Casey peeks his head into a door on the left and then continues; leaving the door ajar.
Chuck gets a bit curious and tries to get a view inside the room. He looks for a few seconds and then turns back to kiss Sarah's ass but it is gone. He gasps as he looks all different ways. "Sarah? Casey? Meep…"
"AGGHH!" A ghoul shrieks from right behind him with its mouth open wider than humanly possible and its voice piercing like nails on a chalkboard. Chuck falls backwards onto his tailbone as he turns to see a human skeleton with orangish flesh loosely connected to its bones. A piece of orange flesh cracks and drips off the ghoul's face onto Chuck's foot from his fallen position.
"Oh crap," Chuck mutters as he slides back. In too much shock to think rationally, he gets up quickly as he dodges a swipe from the zombie instead of shooting it with his silenced pistol. He runs as fast as he could down the hallway and then follows it left. He looks back to see a bony, gooey hand swipe by his face, missing him by inches.
As he continues down the hallway, he sees another ghoul standing in the doorway of one of the rooms. The ghoul perks its head up and sees Chuck and the other ghoul run by and follows them.
"Shit, shit, shit," Chuck mutters nervously as he continues sprinting through the hallways.
Chuck finds the end of the hallway and there is only left or right. He doesn't have time to decide as he quickly turns to the right. He finds himself in the kitchen and looks for any escape. Not seeing any, he sees an empty fridge open.
He runs over to the large fridge and jumps inside and closes it shut. The light disappears and he is left in an enclosed coffin of darkness. He holds the fridge shut as tightly as he can as the two ghouls scratch at the outside.
He can hear the scratching and growling from the ghouls and wishes he had a way to communicate with Sarah and Casey because he is scared out of his mind. After a few seconds, the scratching and growls stop abruptly after a low gurgle sound.
Chuck debates with himself if it is safe or not. He doesn't know what happened outside and he doesn't think ghouls are smart enough to trick him. He knows he needs to get out at some point and chooses to open the door after a brief glance at his weapon.
He creeps the door open slowly; trying to peek out of the opening. "Chuck!" He hears Sarah's angry voice.
The door flies open and Casey and Sarah are standing there over the two ghouls that now lay dead along the floor; knife gashes in both of their chins through their heads.
"Dammit! What did I tell you?" Sarah pulls him out by the chest of his suit and stares him down.
"To kiss your ass?" He answers unsurely.
"Never let me out of your sight! This is not the place to go exploring!" She is filled with anger and rage. Chuck understands her anger completely because she could have lost him there.
"I'm sorry. I literally looked away for one second," he argues with understanding of her anger but wants to explain his side.
"Chuck, please try to be more careful," her voice immediately becomes the tone of a worried girlfriend.
"I will."
"Not very smart to piss an NCR agent off; especially when she is also your girlfriend," Casey adds in.
"I know," Chuck nods as they continue their search.
They continue through the first floor; checking each corner carefully and silently killing any ghouls that are in their way. They make it to a stairwell with a directory that still has some of the words left on it.
"It should be on the development floor," Casey points to the third floor.
"That's our best shot," Sarah agrees.
"Lead the way," Chuck says as he follows Casey and Sarah.
They walk up the stairwell and there is a ghoul at the top of the second floor. Casey fires a single silent shot into its head; the bullet lodging in its skull. The ghoul gets ready to scream and alert all the ghouls on the game testing floor, but Sarah fires a shot that pierces through its open mouth and into its cranium. The ghoul gargles as it slowly drops to the ground lifelessly.
The body tumbles down the stairs quietly; falling right towards all of them. Casey steps out of the way and Sarah jumps over it. The body hits Chuck in the leg and he loses his balance, but catches himself.
"Ugh!" Chuck shrieks in disgust as the body leaves sticky ooze on his pant leg. Sarah swiftly hits him in the shoulder and puts her finger to her mouth to quiet him. "Sorry," Chuck mumbles quietly.
They continue up the stairwell to the third floor. The stairwell connects to a long corridor with development rooms along each side. There is a dead soldier with its head gone. The body is wearing rusted Brotherhood power armor with dry blood spatter on it and a laser rifle beside it.
Casey grabs the weapon and looks back at the other two. "Can't hurt to have more firepower," he quips as he throws it on his back. Sarah shakes her head with a smile as they venture deeper into the hallway.
They check the first door on the right and see that it's empty. After not finding the replicator, they check the door on the left.
"Chuck, watch the hallway and let us know if there are any enemies," Sarah orders quietly.
"I thought I was supposed-" Chuck starts as Sarah interrupts him.
"Forget what I said before. Just watch our backs." She flashes a quick smile at him to calm him down.
"Okie-dokie," he smiles to her as he turns around.
Casey quietly sneaks open the door to see two ghouls hunched over a dead ghoul's body. The two alive ones are eating what's left of the body's 'meat. 'Casey and Sarah both aim their silenced pistols at both ghoul's heads while Chuck guards their back.
Casey motions with his hand up and three fingers extended. Sarah watches intently as he drops one finger. He then lowers the next one and finally the last finger drops and he quickly grips his pistol and fires at the exact same time as Sarah.
They both fire again to ensure that the ghouls don't survive. Casey remembers seeing some kind of video about 'double tapping' your enemies for just in case, but never thought it was necessary. It was something about zombies, which funny enough, is what he is killing.
Both ghouls drop to the ground with two light thuds. Casey and Sarah walk up to take one last check if the ghouls are dead. Once satisfied, they search the room for the replicator. All they were able to find were broken computers and trashed desks.
"Next room," Sarah whispers to Chuck, who was too afraid to keep his eyes off the hallway while they were inside the room.
"What? Huh?" Chuck jumps slightly in surprise. "Oh yea. Okay." Sarah takes the lead as they go forward to the next set of doors on each side.
"Same thing," Sarah affectionately rubs Chuck's arm as encouragement before creeping into the door. Chuck nods as he guards the hallway again.
Sarah and Casey again sneak into the left room first. The room is void of any life or the replicator so they go to the door on the right.
Casey is now in the front and he peeks through the ajar door. He sees a group of six ghouls walking around aimlessly. He looks back at Sarah and Chuck and motions with his fingers that there are six enemies.
Sarah nods and starts doing hand signals that totally lost Chuck. After a brief conversation in just hand signals, Sarah turns to Chuck who is totally confused. She whispers through their suits and into his ear. "Six enemies; each kill two of them; you get the two on the left."
Chuck nods although he is quite nervous that he has to kill something. Casey raises his fist as he peeks through the crack of the door. He extends his fingers to their longest length before closing his fist tightly.
They all charge in and Casey and Sarah quickly fire at their targets. Two quick bursts of bullets from their guns kill their enemies. At the same time, Chuck fires his silenced pistol and hits the first ghoul in the shoulder, only injuring it slightly.
Both ghouls that Chuck is supposed to kill charge all three of them and Chuck fires another shot in the same ghoul that he already shot. The bullet hits the jaw and the ghoul drops to its back and to the floor lifelessly; sliding only two feet from Chuck.
The last ghoul charges the first target it sees, which happens to be Sarah. Sarah turns after killing her targets to see the ghoul's outstretched arm flying towards her face. She reacts instantly and ducks under the arm while unsheathing her combat knife along the small of her back.
She finishes her dodge behind the ghoul and she stabs it in the back of the neck with her knife. The ghoul starts to holler as Casey fires one shot right through the right eye of the ghoul. The ghoul's body goes limp instantly as Sarah pulls her knife out of its neck.
"Oh my god! Are you alright?" Chuck worriedly asks as he steps closer to her. He feels ashamed for not being able to protect her.
"I'm fine," Sarah smiles at him. His heart flutters for a brief second at her extravagant smile.
"I can't believe I let you almost die," Chuck looks away in depressed humiliation. "I'm pathetic," he mutters more to himself.
"He finally admits it," Casey quips with a slight smirk of victory.
"Chuck, it's alright. I'm fine; look," Sarah turns him back around to look at her.
"Not it's not alright!" He throws his arms in the air in frustration while breaking the connection between them. "You don't get it! I couldn't protect you. What if something happens to you and I fail to do anything? I just want to be able to protect you. All you do is save me time after time and I can't even protect you this one time! I just want to be there for you; to protect you; to make sure you're safe."
Sarah is at a loss of words as a tear escapes her right eye. No one has ever cared so much about protecting her; making sure she is safe. She understands Chuck's frustration because she has been trained so well that she makes a great protector for Chuck, but she never thought about it the other way around.
"You deserve to be cared for and protected," Chuck's voice calms to an emotional truth. "Everyone can use some kind of help and I want to be there for you. I could never forgive myself if something happened to you on my behalf."
Sarah is still not quite sure what to say. She has never seen someone so hurt from not being able to protect her; her! She has never felt the need to have a type of guardian as she is a guardian angel to Chuck; the most beautiful angel.
Sarah would give up anything to give Chuck a loving kiss but they cannot risk the radiation, so she hugs him tightly with all her passion. "I love you Chuck but I don't want you to feel inferior to me. You are my better half," she confesses with tears in her eyes.
"I really hate these masks," Chuck quips with a snivel and a smile through his tears. "How am I supposed to wipe my eyes?"
"Occupational hazard," Sarah jokes with a bright smile as they press their masks against each other's.
"I love you Sarah and I will be there to protect you next time," Chuck declares with confidence. "I promise."
"Found it," Casey diverts their attention from each other. Apparently he was searching the room while they were talking. Casey is holding a small cylindrical container that is transparent with a two square inch computer chip that is delicately connected by prongs holding in the center as if it was floating. "Lets get out of this god forsaken shit hole." He walks right in between Chuck and Sarah. Chuck follows Casey with Sarah at the tail.
/
The three of them retrace their steps back to the stairwell with no resistance. They have no need to clear the building because they aren't scavengers so they take the stairs past the second floor down to the first floor.
They find themselves back at the hallway extension room. They step in not suspecting anything as a grenade rolls in from ahead of them; where they originally came from. Casey and Chuck see it first as Sarah is behind both of them and they obstruct her view.
"Grenade!" Casey yells. Before he finishes his yell, Chuck pushes Sarah back through the door they just entered through. She was caught off-guard as she stumbles back in confusion and shock. Chuck shuts the door as she gets safely out of the door's swinging distance.
"Chuck!" Sarah screams worriedly as she runs to the door to open it. She hears a loud bang that was a distinctive sound from a stun grenade. She knows that is quite modern technology so it has to be an organized group.
She places her ear to the door to listen through it. She hears heavy footsteps and instantly thinks power armor.
"I can't believe that fool thought we'd just let him just walk away with it," she hears a computerized voice say. She instantly knows it is Brotherhood of Steel.
"I'm surprised he was able to even get it," another voice says.
"That bug guy probably did all the heavy lifting. Look at that emblem," the first voice says. "The kid is NCR. Maybe we under-estimated him."
"You think they have backup?" The second voice asks.
"There is no way they have a team of only two soldiers. Fan out and check the floor," a third voice commands.
Sarah knows at least one is headed her way so she hides behind the door as it opens. She waits for a few seconds as the door swings open. She waits patiently as one Brotherhood soldier walks by her. After noticing there isn't another one right behind him, she steps out from her cover.
From her position behind the soldier, she pushes the door closed gently as she unsheathes her knife. She lunges at the soldier's back as the door closes with an echoing click and bang. She drives the knife right under the soldier's helmet into his neck where there is no protection. The soldier hollers and gargles as she cuts into his larynx and through his carotid artery.
Sarah hears the door handle of the door she just closed turn. She quickly spins around; using the dying soldier as a shield. The third voice she heard must have been a Paladin because the soldier firing at her human shield has distinct paint marks on his armor and a better weapon; a plasma rifle.
Sarah carefully hides behind the body as more fires from the Paladin's plasma rifle deteriorates her human shield. She knows that plasma rifles fire a slow green energy blast that is lethal with just one shot, so she pulls out her silenced pistol and levels it in the right armpit of her shield.
She fires her gun, trying to hit one of the joints of the Paladin as those are the only real vulnerable areas of power armor. She relinquishes her clip; the last shot hitting the Paladin's left hip right between the stomach armor and leg armor. Sarah takes the opportunity as the Paladin bends forward in pain and her shield is just the back half of the body and green goo rests at her feet.
Sarah drops the shield and lunges at the Paladin with her knife forward and directed towards the Paladin's neck. The Paladin recovers in time to block Sarah's attack with his plasma rifle. Sarah knocks the gun from his hand and she knows that he has no dexterity in the armor so she flips the blade to protrude from the pinky side of her fist.
She watches the Paladin's subtle movements before seeing a telegraphed punch coming. She dodges it easily and stabs the Paladin in the lower back; severing his lower spine where another vulnerability rests between armor plates.
The Paladin drops unresponsively as she just paralyzed him forever. She knows there is another soldier who probably heard the commotion so she grabs the plasma rifle as it is more effective against power armor than bullets. She knows there is one more soldier left.
She peeks into the extended hallway where Chuck and Casey are both unconscious. She checks all angles before entering the room. She hears footsteps from the heavy power armor of the last soldier and she readies herself while inwardly laughing at how ridiculous that armor is. She never wears it because she hates not having the advantage of stealth or dexterity on her side. The armor is great for armies and wars though.
Sarah aims the plasma rifle at the doorway and waits as the footsteps get louder. She times up the slow speed of the plasma rifle to the footsteps and fires a single blast. One second later, she sees the Brotherhood soldier for less than a second as the green blast connects with his left shoulder. He immediately falls back behind the wall where Sarah cannot see him as he screams in pain.
Sarah slowly walks up to the door frame without going out quite yet. The screaming stopped and he could just be waiting for her to come around the corner. She intellectually underhand tosses her bloody combat knife through the door frame. She sees a single red laser rifle shot fire at an upward angle into the opened door.
She was correct that he is waiting for her to come out. She concludes that he is sitting down from the angle of the laser shot. She lies on the ground and crawls up to the door frame. She doesn't expect him to be looking so low as she quickly peeks around the corner and fires a shot before the soldier could adjust his aim.
Her shot happens to hit right in between his legs into his crotch. He cries out in pain as his loins are melted to green goo. She fires another shot a little higher that melts away his helmet. She fires again until the soldier's facial skin melts off until just a skull remains.
The soldier's upper body falls back dead. Sarah turns around and goes to check on Chuck. She feels his pulse through the radiation suit and it is strong. She breathes out in relief as she shakes him lightly. "Chuck! Wake up!"
"Nah," he sleepily mumbles.
"Chuck. Come on," she begs as she shakes him more vigorously.
"Ugh, what happened?" He groggily asks as his eyelids flutter open.
"You saved me Chuck. We would have been captured if it wasn't for you pushing me back," she smiles her special smile that is reserved for Chuck's eyes only.
"I did?" Chuck starts to sit up. He smiles from ear to ear when he sees her smile. Her smile increases more from seeing his smile. "I did, didn't I?"
"Yes, Chuck, you protected me just like you wanted."
"Awesome," he sighs.
Casey grunts as he slowly comes back to the conscious realm. At that same moment, the same backup team that they always used comes into the room ready to help out. Their leader with the beady, shifty eyes walks in as his soldiers funnel in behind him.
"We just got here. What can we do to help?" He asks Sarah.
"Where were you five minutes ago?" Sarah gets up in anger. "I had to take them all out by myself. I specifically ordered you guys just in case something like this happens!" She was skeptical that the Brotherhood were so willing to help and her paranoia served true.
"We only just arrived," the leader says again to Sarah. His eyes seem to stay on her. She is too enflamed to notice, but Chuck sees it and scowls slightly.
"Well fuck me," Casey sits up as he rubs the back of his head. "Took out three of them huh? You're deadlier than I thought, Walker."
"The Paladin is still alive," she points at the Paladin whose lower half is totally paralyzed. "Make yourselves useful."
The leader's eyes haven't left Sarah the whole time as he nods and directs his team to take the Paladin for interrogation and torture. "Did you acquire the device?" He asks with his eyes shifting from her eyes to her chest and back when she looks at him.
"Yea, no thanks to you," she huffs in kept anger for their tardiness. She helps Chuck stand up and then Casey as they stretch their limbs. "Lets get out of this shit hole."
"I second that," Chuck follows her. Casey grunts satisfactorily as he follows too with the replicator safely stored on him. The backup team follows them with the paralyzed Paladin being dragged along with his feet dragging along the ground.
They leave Activision Studios with the replicator and head back to New Angeles.
/
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