Don't own Chuck
Anatoly and Stefan rode in the Lada driving towards the police station. They wished the driver would drive faster because they both knew if the police had picked Jasmine up it was because she wanted them to pick her up. But what was it she hoped to get from the police station? Neither one of them could figure that out but whatever it was when they got there they realized she'd gotten it and left. The station looked like a battle had been fought there. Windows were blown out with burnt streaks running up the sides of the building.
"Stop here and let us out," said Stefan to their driver. They got out and walked into the station stepping on broken glass and chard paper. "Who's in charge here," asked Anatoly.
"That would be me," said a young Captain as he came over and saluted. Anatoly and Stefan showed him their badges. "There's no need for that we met over at the hotel earlier."
"Well report Captain. What happened here," asked Anatoly as he and Stefan looked around. "Don't tell me your men tried to engage our target after I told them to stand down?"
"Follow me you can talk to my Sergeant he was here and can explain what happened. I was still over at the hotel finishing up there. I didn't find out about this until after everything was over. Before you yell at my men you should know your target as you call her slit the throat of the Major in his office and as far as not engaging well the way it was told to me she engaged them."
"No one is going to yell at anyone we just want to know where our target went to. There is a lot more at stake here than what happened here," said Stefan as they followed the Captain to a makeshift field hospital where a group of medics were triaging the injured. The most serious were being sent over to the local hospital the others were being treated on scene. Approaching a gurney a man in torn and burnt policeman's uniform tried to get up but the Captain held him down.
"As you were Sergeant I'm sorry but you need to tell us what happened one more time. These gentlemen need for you to tell them everything one more time in your own words," said the Captain.
"You were the people I talked to on the telephone," said the Sergeant. Anatoly nodded. "We were doing what you told us to do we were trying to contain her in the Major's office. I called him and talked to him..."
"So at that point he was still alive?" said Stefan as he looked over at Anatoly. He couldn't help but wonder if that call hadn't tipped her off. Looking at Anatoly he knew he thought the same thing but they didn't say anything and just listened.
"Please continue we really need to know where the woman went after she did all this? I assume she walked out."
"Yes and once she was out we don't know where she went. She shot out all the external cameras. But the Major did send a message in code I think. He asked if we had a program coordinator by the name of Boris in custody. Boris is an agent of sorts... more a conman who runs off with the money of groups he books. But that's not it the Major asked us to bring in all the groups that played at the rave. But Boris was the agent for only the two Americans who played at the concert. I forget their names but it's written all over the posters in town."
"Jeffster," said Anatoly as he looked over at Stefan. "What do they have to do with this? But by now they could be anywhere." Stefan shrugged his shoulders.
"No not really," said one of the civilians who was being treated next to them. "I'm sorry I overheard someone say Petr the guy who works on the train was seen driving Paul McCartney and Wings off as the police were running us all in."
"And you are?" asked Stefan as the Captain handed him the man's folder. "Oh the city councilor for education, culture and sport. Well release everyone except this Boris if you have him we want to talk to him some place private. While we're talking to him bring in this Petr. If Jasmine is interested in Paul McCartney then we are too."
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Jasmine stole a car and drove to the outskirts of town then drove off the side of the road and waited for a passing car to come by. She took her coat off when she saw headlights in the distance then stood in the middle of the road shivering waving at the oncoming car hoping it would slowed down and stop. It did.
"Hey you need some help lady," said a man as he got out. "You want me to look at your car for you and see if I can get it out?"
"I don't know there was something that ran across the road I swerved to miss it and look what I did. Maybe I could just ride with you into the next town. You can drop me off a garage and I can get them to send a tow truck."
"If that's what you want but a pretty woman like you shouldn't be out at night by herself. You never know what kind of person she might meet."
"Then I guess I'm lucky I met you," she said as she smiled at him. She knew exactly what kind of man he was one predator can spot another.
"Yes you are. You know I really need to stop at home first to get something then we can go on into town," said the man as they started off in his car. The car smelt rank of old cigarettes and stall beer. If it hadn't been so cold she would've rolled her window down to get some fresh air.
"We're almost there," said the man as he smiled at her through his yellow teeth. He pulled off into a drive. "This won't take long come inside and warm up then we'll leave."
"What is this place? Some sort of country house? Do you live out here by yourself or with your family?"
"This is my family's dacha. I come out here for the weekend to get away from the city. I prefer to come alone or I pick up company along the way. You know friends who want to tag along."
"Yes, I understand what you mean," she said as she went inside with him. They went into the living room where he got a fire started. "Here let me pour you a drink while I go get what I need."
"You aren't having one with me," she said as she took the glass from him. "What is it?" she asked. The smell was similar to the smell in the car.
"Just an herbal liquor I distill here and serve to my special guests. Try it and tell me what you think," he said as he watched her. She smelled it then turned as she put the glass to her lips. "So what do you think? It's got quite the kick doesn't it? You might want to sit down."
"Phew that is strong stuff and now I feel so sleepy," she said as she dropped in the chair and closed her eyes. The man hurried out of the room as soon as he left she got up. She'd only pretended to drink his crap. She'd dealt with enough potions and concoctions that her nose picked up the scent of the base for his liquor a powerful sedative.
"So this is what Norman Bates' country home looks like," said Jasmine as she pulled her pistol out from under her blouse then attached the silencer. She probably didn't need it out in the middle of nowhere but she wasn't going to take any chances.
"Sweetie I'm home," said the man as he walked into the living room wearing a dress and a wig. "Hey you're supposed to be asleep."
"Oh you're not home yet but soon you will be," she said as she put a round in his head. He dropped backwards making a loud thud when he hit the wooden floor. She went into the kitchen made herself a couple of sandwiches for the road then she pulled the gas hose off the back of the kitchen stove after that she left. She was in the front yard when the gas from the kitchen made its way to the living room where the fire was burning in the fire place. There was a loud explosion then flames lit up the night sky.
"Now to get back on track," said Jasmine as took a bite of her sandwich. "Not bad Norman I wish I'd checked to see what kind of cheese this was," she said to herself driving in the direction of Moscow. She had a train to catch.
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Chuck and company continued on their westward journey after they passed through Springfield. Sam was a little upset she was mad at Chuck for telling her they were going to drive past the house of the Simpsons. Then he even insisted as she told him she might be just five but she knew they were a cartoon.
"Just stop it. I'm not going to fall for it. You can't trick me remember if you know all the cons you'll never be a sucker. How many people do you see walking around who are yellow?"
"And you want to be a doctor," said Chuck as he shook his head which made Sam even madder. "Don't you know one of the effects of Jaundice is a yellowing of the skin? Even the word itself Jaundice comes from jaune which means yellow in French. If you don't believe me you can look it up."
"If you're lying to me I'll make you pay," said Sam as she pulled out a tablet. "Siri wake up... Jaundice," she said then she had Siri read her the text. She raised her eyebrow at Chuck as she listened.
"See I wasn't lying to you. You should have more faith in your old man," said Chuck as he got back on route 66 after their layover in Springfield. "Okay from here it's on to East St. Louis we cross the Mississippi using the historic Eads bridge then into St. Louis and you'll be able to see the Gateway arch. We can stop for snack and you can take pictures to send to Clara and Molly. You could even write a travel blog."
"But I don't know how to write and I don't know if Clara and Molly really care about what we're doing. You heard Clara when we left about old things."
"Maybe she'd change her mind if you sent them to her. But you're missing the point the blog is for you so someday in the future you can look back and say I was there. You might even add you had fun even if you missed the Simpson's house."
"I hate you," said Sam as she pretended she was going to throw the tablet at him. "You know you're impossible sometimes."
"I need for you two to hold it down up here Bunny just fell off to sleep. Where are we anyway? And don't tell me the story about just passing the Simpson's house I heard and she has every right to be mad."
"We're just outside of Springfield heading west next up will be East St. Louis the over the Mississippi we'll official be in the west. I was telling Sam she should put together a picture blog of our trip. It would be a way to pass the time."
"I think that is an excellent idea. I take it you don't want to do it," said Sarah judging from the look on Sam's face. "It's not a bad idea and your father promises to be serious for... well for a little bit and we can stop along the way for you to take photos." But as Sarah was talking a flashing display came on the dash board.
"Please pull over and stand by for incoming communication... Please pull over and stand by..." read a red banner that played over and over on the speedometer. "Crap, we're not going to like this," said Chuck as he pulled over. Once they parked the windshield became a monitor. Beckman appeared.
"Geez I should've known you wouldn't keep your word. We haven't even left the state of Illinois and you're already cutting our trip short."
"Hold up Chuck, I'm not cutting anything short. I just need some information but maybe little ears shouldn't be around to listen in on adult conversations."
"I can handle that," said Chuck. He took her tablet connected it to the internet then he put noise cancelling headsets on Sam. She looked up at him puzzled and was about to protest when she saw what he had playing.
"Masha and the Bear great! Why didn't you put this on before now instead of giving me that story about passing the Simpson's house? Give me... give me," she said as she held her hands out. Then when she got the tablet she sat back in her chair watching the cartoon. She looked up at Chuck looking back at her. "What? Dismissed or carry on."
"Well there goes any hope of making this an educational trip. General, what do you need from me so we can get back on our way," said Chuck as continued to glance over at Sam as long as they had Wi-Fi she would be happy now.
"Actually I need to start with your wife. Sarah, I need to know if you found Mary. You called looking for her earlier..."
"So that's what you and Ellie were talking about. I can't imagine you trying to find Mom on your own so she had to have asked you to find her. But why ask you and not come to me? El and I are going to have to have a talk."
"Don't get mad at her she's just concerned about your mother... Well yes and for the record I was going to tell you about it this evening once we got everyone situated..."
"Wait, hold up a minute so you're saying this doesn't count as a secret because of why? You know something then you deliberately kept it from another person to me that sounds like a secret."
"Okay it might look like that although I disagree. It would've been a secret if I had never intended to tell you but seeing as I did then it's not a secret."
"All right then if it isn't a secret what is it? How would you label it if you had to?" said Chuck. Sarah thought for a moment. "What's the matter are you having trouble?"
"Will you shut up there's a term for it but it's not coming to me right now," said Sarah but Beckman jumped in the middle.
"I'll tell you what it is; it's called a waste of time... my time when I don't have any to waste. Will you two cut this out and let's get back to what's important like world war three. The Russians have gone to DEFCON one and this is partly Mary's fault or at least the Russians are blaming her."
"General you probably know everything I know. Your aide, the Major, told me she was last heard from in Romania and her mission is classified."
"That's just it classified by whom because I certainly didn't classify it and according to the Russians she's passing herself off as Frost again searching Volkoff and Ring contacts for information on a missing scientist. We all know who that scientist is."
"General with all due respect my mother isn't going to let this go until she finds my father or his grave. She can't let this go any more than I could let go of Sarah. My father was and is the love of her life."
"And she's risking to blow up the world to find him. The Russians lost one of their chegets," said the General. Chuck flashed but he tried to control it grabbing Sarah's hand and squeezing so she could hide the fact she was flashing too.
"I'm sorry I hope I didn't hurt your hand," said Chuck as Sarah stretched and worked it out.
"Better than biting off my head like you were doing before," Sarah snapped back. He looked at her trying to figure out if she was really angry with him or if she was pretending. He couldn't tell.
"Chuck, back on topic... you can solve your marital problems on your own time," said Beckman. The Russians lost one of their nuclear footballs."
"Right... There are three nuclear briefcases," Chuck said as she looked over at Sarah. She was still working her hand out. "Maybe we can stop in St. Louis and get you some ice cream?"
"Where is the Colonel when I need him to slap you. You can take care of everything later if there is a later."
"Right... One is held by the president, another is held by the Minister of Defense and the last one by the Chief of the General Staff which one is missing?"
"Igor didn't say but Special Agent Fishner doesn't have to worry about looking for that Alice person anymore. Her body was found in a hotel in Yakutsk where she was registered under the name Silvia Forest. What is interesting is she was traveling in the company of another woman, a Jasmine Jones..."
"Well that's a little brazen if she's our Jasmine," said Sarah. "Using her real name like that. It's like she's taunting us to come and get her."
"Which is probably what she hopes we'll do," said Chuck. "Think about it if we send anyone after her now the Russians will mostly view them as a part of an extraction plan which would just reinforce their paranoia against us."
"That is exactly what I'm thinking too that's why I'm telling everyone we've got in Russia to stand down until this mess can be resolved. Igor has sent your friends Stefan and Anatoly to handle this we can only hope everything is handled soon. That leaves only finding the mind behind this operation. I think we can all agree on Ettore and this Mr. Big."
"I just wish my mother had told me she was going to go look for dad. She always has to do things on her own we would've... or at least I would've helped her."
"Chuck this is a rogue mission. She was thinking of you and Sarah when she went off. You two were about to have a baby. How could she come to you guys then drag you down the rabbit hole she went down with Sam and Bunny...doesn't the kid have a real name? There's something wrong with talking about rabbit holes and a kid named bunny."
"Yet you've got no problem with a villain called Mr. Big? Need I point out the irony in that but you can call her Stephy too which is her real first name."
"Finally order is being restored to chaos. If Mary contacts you have her contact me. I'm not going to ask you to call me and report her because I know you won't. So to avoid legal questions concerning insubordination and treason I'll just leave it that it would be better if you called me."
"Thank you... yes I can see order is descending on chaos now. I should ask you how many years did it that for you to reach this epiphany?"
"Don't push your luck Chuck, Beckman out."
Beckman hung up the windshield turned clear again and they were able to continue on their journey. Sarah turned around and started heading to the back of the Winnebago.
"Wait a minute," said Chuck as he unbuckled himself and went after her. "Are you mad at me over what I said? I'm the one who ought to be upset."
"Hey if you think I'm going to give this back you've got another thing coming," yelled Sam. With the headsets on she couldn't hear anything. "That Masha what she won't do," said Sam as she laughed.
"I know exactly how bear feels," said Chuck as he went after Sarah. "Come on tell me what the matter is. What am I missing here?"
"Shush, Bunny's still sleeping. Let's step off the camper and talk outside but keep your voice down," said Sarah as she took Chuck off the camper. He looked back forward to check on Sam she was dancing around in her seat like Masha. It was useless to tell her they were just stepping off with the headsets on she was deep in forests of Russia. He just shook his head as he got off.
"I wonder if Mom is with Masha and the Bear," said Chuck as he got off but he was greeted with a look.
"See this is why Ellie and I agreed not to tell you until we had to. Now you're going to brood over your mother until you hear from her."
"I don't think I'm going to brood over her," said Chuck but this was greeted with a skeptical look from Sarah. "Okay maybe I will but what am I supposed to do? She's my mother for better or worse the only one I've got."
"And I've got Jack for better or worse. Chuck I'm not mad at you I'm mad at the situation. We always get to a good point and either mine or yours ruin it. Listen if you feel you have to go to Russia I understand..."
"No, no, is that what you think I want to do. Okay I did say I'd help my mother find my father and I will or I would've had she asked but from here... from next to you. You're right every time we get some place nice someone comes along and pulls the rug out from under us. Well this time the rug is nailed down. I love you and you're not getting away from me."
"Potoraplivat'sya," yelled Sam from the Winnebago. "Bunny is crying and I'm trying to watch Masha."
"Hurry up? Wait a minute are you watching Masha and Bear in Russian?"
"YA ne znayu," said Sam standing in the door way as she shrugged her shoulders then ran back to her seat.
"Well I hope Anatoly and Stefan take care of this soon."
