Chuck vs. Splinter Cell
I do not own Splinter Cell or Chuck
AN: Hello everybody. Sorry for the length of this chapter. I'm also sorry for taking so long to get this out; while I was searching for inspiration, I found the Adorable psycho series, and became hooked, and there was other reason as well.
The question from last chapter still stands. I will take a break after this chapter or the next. I did a rewrite on chapter 11; it's only on two abductions. Coles and Bryce's, I changed it so the civilians never died. Please leave a review, it helps A LOT and it's the only thing us small time authors get as a reward... or as a giant pain in our asses (shakes head) flamers. Thank you.
Special Thanks list:
-ArmySFC-Plot development.
-Elysion1879-Inspiration and Beta.
-enigmamdw-Beta and flow help.
-enz8-Tecnical Tactical Beta.
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-X-
Ireland
Chuck relaxed in the seat as they drove down the road. He had to admit that the place was beautiful. It had green grass everywhere along with hills, gardens and amazing people, Chuck braced as the driver took a right and headed off the pavement onto a dirt road. His head kept going back to Casey. It had been a day and the big man still hadn't woken up. Chuck pulled himself away from the thought and quickly began thinking about where he was heading. They pulled up to the yellow tape and found close to a hundred civilians around it, some pushing to get through to the officer, while others just stood and listened. Chuck turned to his driver and ordered him to stay. Chuck began making his way to the crowed and listened as they yelled out questions to an officer. One woman was asking about her son, who worked on the police force and was tasked with showing the agents the base; others were just curious, nervous or worked for the news. Chuck made his way through them. He went under the tape and had a police officer stop him.
"Sir, back under the tape"
Chuck pulled out his NSA ID and handed it to him. The man scanned it over before nodding.
"Follow me Mr. Fisher"
Chuck followed but didn't wait to begin his questioning.
"Tell me everything that happened here"
"Well sir, we were contacted last night by our government; they told us that a squad from the NSA was given permission to investigate this airfield. I sent a few of my men to guide them here, and then we started getting reports of yelling and green dust in the air around the main hanger, we assumed chemical weapon and taped off the area and called our government who got in contact with your boss. Police haven't even approached the hanger; we left it for you guys."
Chuck gave him a nod as he spoke, "I'll head over to the other NSA agents and get a biohazard suit."
The police chief walked off, leaving Chuck to head over to his men. Lambert had notified him that they were Third Echelon. He made his way over to their tent and walked inside. One of the men already in a bio suit looked over towards him and walked over.
"Name and Code." The agent challenged
"Special Agent Fisher, code 45E8V7."
The man pulled out a phone and dialled a number. He spoke for a few minutes before turning back to Chuck.
"Splinter Cell, grab an A or B class suit, anything lower and the Novichok chemical will get in your suit and kill you."
Chuck nodded and made his way over to the suit rack. He pulled one along with a gas mask and exited the tent finding the man from inside the tent waiting for him.
"Agent Fisher, would you like me to escort you?"
"Sounds good."
The agent nodded and turned around, heading for the main hanger. As soon as he walked in, he noticed green dust gathered in bags and in corners. The place looked like hell. Bodies lay everywhere, deformed with blood shot eyes and dried blood caked on their faces after leaking from noses and mouths. There were stains of vomit on the floor as well, but instead of it being mostly bile or food it mostly contained blood. He felt bile rise in his own throat but he forced it down. He thanked god the gas mask stopped any smells from getting to him. Chuck made his way towards the middle of the hanger where he found the bomb. A man looking at the bomb stopped and looked at Chuck.
The technician examining the bomb paused to explain what happened. "Fuckers designed this shit to shoot the gas out before the explosion, causing the subsequent explosion to expel the gas everywhere, once in the air it just rides the air current and gets everywhere, incubation period is about four to five hours."
Chuck nodded as he spoke "Looks like it's still in pretty good condition"
"Yah explosion is designed to shoot upwards, leaving the case slightly beaten and burnt but still intact" replied the technician as he began looking over the case again.
Chuck walked forward and began looking for clues. Nothing stood out.
"Did you look under this thing?" asked Chuck gesturing to the underneath the bomb.
"No we didn't, we're doing it later"
To the horror of the examiner Chuck kicked it over and found clean floor. He placed on a sympathetic look.
"AWWWWWW, why, why, why" yelled the examiner in anger, as he picked up his now broken tool.
He placed on a sympathetic look. "Sorry."
Turning away from the now irate bomb tech, Chuck gritted his teeth in anger. Not a thing was left except for the bomb case and dead bodies. Then he noticed it. Attached to the bottom of the bomb, was a beaten up burnt square. Even in a bad condition, Chuck could tell it was a receiver.
The bomb tech stopped his ranting and joined Chuck in examining the new clue.
"What is that... looks like a... receiver?" the Tech quipped.
"Yeah it is, so the bombs – or maybe just this one, are triggered, - He stood up abruptly, - "That means they were waiting" Chuck stated matter-of-factly.
Chuck turned around and made his way out. After shedding the biohazard suit, he looked around in the crowds. They seemed horrified by the medical units now entering the hanger. The crowd began screaming to have more knowledge about the situation. Chuck walked up to the officer he spoke to earlier.
"Where is the best area for tourist to take a picture of this place from?"
"You want to take a p-" the chief began incredulously.
"Please just answer the question" Chuck demanded.
"That way," The police chief pointed to his left towards a hill. Chuck thanked him and made his way towards his driver who he immediately ordered to take him to the indicated spot. When they were about a hundred feet away, Chuck ordered the driver to stop and allow him out. He hopped out and crouched down as he began looking over tire tracks that disappeared when they hit grass. Nearby he found foot prints and took snap shots with his phone. A piece of paper had been folded and placed on the ground as well. Chuck pulled out a pair of gloves and picked up the scrap of paper as he opened it.
The paper read, Enjoy the bomb?
Chuck gritted his teeth and pocketed the paper. After a few minutes of finding nothing he gave up, jumped in the jeep and took off leaving the area to the other Third Echelon agents to catalogue and examine further.
-X-
Burbank LA – Castle (13 hours later)
Chuck walked in and dropped into a chair with a beer. He took a sip and relaxed a little. Alcohol usually helped his issues. His feet hurt and he had never been so tiered in his life. Thoughts of Grim and the bombs bombarded him. Chuck lowered his head as a headache erupted. He forced all thoughts away and took another drink before looking at Casey's cot and sighed. He hadn't anticipated John Casey getting hurt so badly. His thoughts were interrupted from the computer screen turning on, revealing Lambert's face.
"Agent Fisher there's something I want to talk to you about," Chuck could hear the nervousness laced in his voice, hell Lambert's eyes never met Chucks.
Chuck nodded and placed down his beer as he placed a look of seriousness on his face.
"With the news of chemical bombs, General Beckman has decided to try a different tactic at getting the Team Shaw to work... she offered me operational control over Team Shaw... I accepted, they won't be placed in Third Echelon though and they may not even stay a team if they don't work well together."
Chuck's face changed from its serious look to a casual one as he nodded and spoke.
"Ok and how does that affect me? Not to be rude but I have no ties to them"
Lambert looked at him as he tried to think up the right words.
"Well ...I was wondering if ...you'd command them, Beckman says you kept Team Bartowski afloat better than any team leader ever could."
Chuck let out a sigh as he spoke.
"As much as I want to help you I can't, I can't let the drama and the pain of what Sarah did happen again, and then there's Bryce and Cole, I just can't, I'm sorry."
Lambert nodded, "I understand"
"So where are you telling them about this switch"
"Hideaway 45, you should remember that." said Lambert with a smile.
"You tranq'd them... nice" said Chuck with a sigh. He tried to smile but it didn't reach his eyes.
"Someone doesn't sound too happy. How are you feeling?"
"I'm on the... 6 floor of hell; it's not too pretty down here"
"Anything you want to talk about." asked Lambert with empathy in his words.
"Not really." Answered Chuck with a sigh.
"Ok I'm here if you need me, have a good night"
"You to oh and have fun; Sarah's a bit cranky when she wakes up... how's agent Casey?" asked Chuck trying to stay inconspicuous.
"Casey... Chuck I knew where we he was immediately, I had a trace placed out on his phone, he's at Castle, I'm sure you'll tell me more later, all Beckman knows is that I picked him up and that he's no longer her concern"
Chuck smiled sadly at Lambert "Thanks... sorry for not telling you"
"Listen I get it, you want to know more first, just (yawn) remember to tell me when he wakes up please... and you can trust me you know."
"I know. Oh and what operations will you have Team Shaw work on?"
"They'll be given all the Intel you've collected on the Novichok bombs, so they can provide you assistance... without knowing it of course"
"Good, enjoy your new wonder squad" said Chuck in a mocking tone.
"... Go to hell"
Chuck laughed as he and Lambert ended the conversation. He looked over at Casey again and revisited the train of thought that he'd had when Casey first showed up.
What happened to you?
Burbank, LA-Casa Bartowski-(2 Days Later)
Chuck sat next to Casey's cot, for the third night in a row. The older man had a pained expression on his face and kept mumbling about someone named Kathleen and since Chuck didn't know them his best chance to find out was to wait for Casey to wake up. His mind wandered to Grim. She seemed down earlier today.
Period maybe... I should ask... nope bad idea, she'd kill me
He didn't want to wake her at 1:22 in the morning. He heard a grunt of pain and turned around to see the Colonel supporting himself with the metal table as he rolled the heart monitor with him. Chuck darted over to help him, to a chair.
"Take it easy there buddy"
He gave Chuck an angry look "You realize I got placed on a Forced Vacation because of your little prank"
Chucks eyes widened "Last time you got put on vacation you attacked a mailman, for apparently 'eyeballing you'"
Casey smirked, "I guess you got me back now didn't you, (Laughs) I probably would have done something similar to get back at you... or just killed you... now that I think of it Chucky Cheese, Chuck, you pretty much gave it away" –He Grunted in pain- "Now what's with the new look and I saw you holding a gun as well, thought you were to good for weapons", Casey's tone had a mocking sound to it.
Chuck looked a little uncomfortable and instantly felt his hands become clammy.
And he instantly becomes nerd again; good job Chuck He scolded himself mentally.
"I can't go in detail right now"
Casey's eyes narrow.
"Talk geek or I'll rip you in half"
"Jesus Christ, I prefer nerd and it's still a no"
Chuck ignored any further protest and made his way into the armoury room where he pulled out his phone and dialled a number that he had programmed into the back of his head.
"Lamberts office, Lara speaking"
"I need to speak to Lambert, code 43I293O (*1)"
After a few seconds Lamberts voice came on the line.
"Agent Fisher"
"Lambert he's up, what should I tell him"
"Bring me up on the computer I'll explain"
Chuck walked over to the Castle computer and typed in some commands. Lamberts face appeared on screen. Lambert offered a kind smile before he spoke,
"Awww yes Agent Casey, good morning Agent Casey, let's start off with, you don't need any knowledge on Chuck besides the fact that he works for NSA, it's classified and will stay as such for the time being"
Casey looked a little shocked, "Let me get this straight your an Agent" –Chuck nodded- "And your his boss" –-Lambert gave nodded- "Jesus my heads spinning"
"I can imagine, oh Lambert, how did the new recruits take the new boss thing?" asked Chuck with a quick glance at the screen.
Lambert sighed in embarrassment, "Its a two day flight to hideaway and when we administered some more tranq serum Agent Barker and Agent Walker were given a bit too much causing... there still out, Beckman's so mad she's not even going to brief them, I have to."
Chuck laughed slightly before remembering Casey. Chuck gave Casey a serious look.
"Let's get to business, first off who are Alex and Kathleen"
John seemed to think about it for a few seconds. Suddenly his eyes widened.
"You need to help them their names are Kathleen and Alex McHugh's, they're civilians"
"Whoa what wh-"
"There's no time, you need to help them, the Ring's after them"
Chuck could hear the frantic sound in the man's voice. Chuck looked at Lambert who nodded. Chuck darted into the armoury as he called out.
"Who's trying to hurt them?"
"Colonel Keller."
Chuck walked out of the room with a Five-Seven in the back of his jeans and a knife strapped to his hip. Chuck walked up to the Castle computer and printed off a sheet of where Alex and Kathleen McHugh are living. He looked at Casey as he spoke.
"I want you to relax; you can tell me more about what happened when I get back."
Casey nodded.
-X-
Chuck walked up and into the kitchen and ran up the stairs to his room. Grim lay on the bed sleeping. Chuck gave her a shake and she instantly bolted up, fear evident in her eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Grim looked at his kind face and gave a smile, which didn't seem to reach her eyes.
"Nothing, what's up?"
Chuck wasn't convinced but he knew that if the Ring was really after these people that they would be there quickly.
"Casey woke up; he thinks that the Ring is going to go after some people he's obviously familiar with in some way"
"Some way"
"I didn't press him for more info, these people are civilians, and if the Ring is going after them, we have no time to waste"
"Did you inform Lambert?"
"Yes"
Grim smiled lightly, "Good"
"You can sleep again, I just wanted to tell you that I'm leaving" Grim seemed to think about it for a few minutes before looking back at Chuck.
"Thanks and... be careful"
Chuck nodded and leaned into give Grim a kiss. She flinched a bit and Chuck backed away.
"Looks like we need to talk Grim" he said seriously. She nodded and lay back down. Chuck made his way out of the house. He walked out to the street and found Agent Hanson and Agent Johnson standing on the curb talking. They instantly took notice of Chuck as he made his way over to them.
"Agent Hanson I need a ride, and that's an order", Hanson gave a happy nod before hopping in the driver seat of the civilian looking SUV while Chuck sat next to him in the passenger seat. They took off. Agent Johnson stood there for a few minutes before speaking to himself.
"What the fuck just happened?"
-X-
On The Road
It was quiet as the two agents drove down the road. Hanson kept looking at Chuck as if he was going to fly or do something else amazing. He spoke after a few minute.
"So, where is it we're going?"
Chuck went red in embarrassment.
"Sorry here's the sheet" he handed Hanson the address papers which he took.
"You realize this is an hour and a half away right" Chuck looked at the agent with a look that screamed, don't start complaining. Hanson gulped and continued on. While Hanson hummed a small tune Chuck kept racking his brain. Grim flinched when he leaned towards her. Was she scarred of him? Chuck didn't know if he wanted that question answered yet. Hanson finally broke the silence after a few minutes.
"So why are we going to Kathleen McHugh's house?"
"My friend wants me to make sure the people there are ok"
"Do you think we should have gotten Grim to come with us?"
"She's sleeping"
Hanson smiled before speaking again, "So why would the people at this house be well... not ok"
"I don't know all the details yet, if you wouldn't mind I'm going to think for the rest of the ride."
-X-
Chuck and Hanson pulled up 8 blocks away from the McHugh house. The house looked normal on the outside anyway. He noticed the front door had a bug infestation sign on it.
I guess the ring could be considered bugs ohhhhhh burn... Wow I can't believe I just thought that.
Chuck got out as he pulled on a mask, night vision goggles and gloves. He glanced around and couldn't see anyone outside. He turned back to Hanson and threw a pair of night vision goggles at him.
"Check for snipers along the houses around the McHugh's property, put this in your ear" –Hands him an earpiece- "and tell me if you make contact" Chuck turned around as he pushed an earpiece into his own ear.
Chuck made his way to through back yards until he found himself at the McHugh's side door. He removed his knife and slid it in the crack but the door opened on its own. He felt a chill go down his spine. The house had been torn apart.
Chuck made his way through the messed up living room. Pictures, lamps and other Items lay cracked on the ground. He heard a muffled scream followed by the sound of a punch from around the corner in front of him. He crept to the corner and peered around to the left and found the front door, he then looked to the right and women tied to a chair. Her face had cuts and bruises all over it as well as a broken nose. Blood leaked all over her. Her head hung down. Chuck made his way slowly towards her, making sure not to make too much noise. Chuck noticed a CD wrapped around her neck. An enemy stood behind, and had been tying her up but now had his eyes glued to Chuck.
Chuck darted his pistol up and placed a shot between the man's eyes before he could yell or touch his side arm. Chuck watched him crumble to the floor. The woman had her head hanging as she sat there unconscious. Chuck made his way over to her and slowly cut her loose from the chair and grabbed her as she fell. He took the CD off of her neck and placed it in his breast pocket before speaking to her.
"Do you know where Alex and Kathleen McHugh's are?"
She looked at him weirdly as she tried to get her bearings. Her eyes seemed unfocused.
"They (sob) took them", she choked out before passing back out.
Chuck checked her pulse before pressing in on his head piece.
"Hanson pull the SUV up to the house and then get in here, I have a civilian that needs to be taken out of here."
After twenty minutes Hanson snuck in and quietly removed her leaving Chuck alone in the dark, hopefully empty house. He checked through the kitchen and found nothing except the signs of struggles. He gave an angry grunt and walked into the hallway.
A click noise was heard from the stairs and Chuck felt a shot graze his shoulder. Chuck tried to take cover but was kicked in the face by the agent. In a panic state, Chuck removed his sidearm but it was kicked from his hands leaving him vulnerable. The agent above him had a mask on but that didn't stop Chuck from seeing the signs of a smirk. Unknown to the man as he raised his pistol, Chuck had removed his knife. With a quick smirk of his own, Chuck plunged it into the side of his attacker's thigh, severing the femoral artery. The man let out a gasp and bent down involuntarily allowing Chuck to drive the knife into the side of the man's neck. The enemy grabbed the side of his neck and sunk to the ground. Chuck ignored the slightly convulsing man and placed two fingers to his earpiece.
"Hanson, I made contact with a hostile, get in here as soon as possible and provide assistance."
Chuck hung up and made his way into the kitchen before picking up his gun and cracking his nose back in place after which he put some tissue up his nose to stop the blood flow. He heard a squeak behind him and turned around gun ready. Agent Hanson stood behind him.
"Jesus, Agent Fisher. Are you ok?"
"Bastard broke my nose. The people who live here were taken; let's see if we can find clues, and be careful we don't know who else's here" said Chuck seriously.
He looked at Hanson and then pointed up stairs. They both went up quietly weapons ready. They opened the first door to their left. It was a bathroom, untouched. The next door to the left was a bedroom torn to shit. Entering, they found pictures of a white female who seemed to be 20 or 21. He saw some blood on the floor. Chuck made his way back to the washroom and found a cotton swab. He made his way back to the room and got a sample. He walked out to a door across from the one he had just in. He opened it and found the room equal trashed. He found pictures of a woman around 40. He found nothing notice able except for a picture of a younger looking man and a younger looking version of the woman.
Hmm, guy looks familiar
Chuck shrugged it off and checked the last room which was a ladder to the attic. He levelled his gun with the door and slowly made his way up the ladder. As soon as he popped his weapon up there, a foot kicked the weapon out of his hands and grabbed Chucks arm before throwing him off the ladder. Chuck heard his gun clatter off to his left as he watched the black clad man darted down the ladder and take Hanson to the ground in a few seconds with quick moves. The agent knelt pulled Chuck up by his collar and hissed at him.
"Tell Casey to watch the video."
The voice sounded synthesized but that didn't concern Chuck as he reached for his gun. He pushed the agent back out towards the stairs, grabbed his gun, took aim and fired. He hit the agent in the right shoulder causing him to fly down the stairs. After a minute of struggling, Chuck pulled himself up off the ground slowly and walked towards the stairs. Instead of a slightly hurt agent he found nothing. He did how ever find a deformed bullet on the ground.
Mustn't have gone through... Damn it!
Chuck turned to look at Hanson, "We're done here."
Hanson had a pained expression as he held the side of his head, "Sir... you're going to get these people back right"
Chuck smiled "Of course, you know I wouldn't just ignore this"
Hanson nodded slowly as he placed on his agent face and headed down the stairs. Chuck followed him out and found the woman lying on the side walk, covered in a blanket with another one folded up under her head. Chuck looked at Hanson who had knelt next to her, as he cleaned up her face.
"Get a cleaning crew here right away and tell them to remain inconspicuous. Input Kathleen McHugh into our system and try and find out who this girl here is."
Hanson nodded and removed his phone as he walked over to the vehicle. Chuck walked over to girl and knelt down as he removed his mask. He looked through her pockets and finding nothing he waited for Hanson. After twenty minutes Hanson came over.
"She's 34 years old, names Marie McHugh's, sister to Kathleen McHugh's, aunt to Alex McHugh's. I also found out that Kathleen, Alex and Marie McHugh's had been in Miami and had only gotten back 7 hours ago, tells us why the Ring were still here. Also the cleaners are on their way."
Chuck gave a nod and sat on the curb. After twenty minutes, a van pulled up and the men inside climbed and identified themselves as agents. Chuck turned and walked over to the first Agent who had gotten out of the van.
"Place her in the hospital and tell the doctors that she was involved in a mugging and had received memory loss. Place me as the contact for when she wakes up and I'll talk with her."
The agent gave a nod and went over to get a stretcher. As soon as Chuck was alone, he removed his phone and dialled Lambert up.
"Lambert's office, Lara speaking"
"Lara this is Fisher, code 45E8V7, priority high"
"One moment" just like usual a split second passed before Lambert came on the line.
"Fisher, update me"
"Alex and Kathleen McHugh's have been abducted, I made contact with three enemy agents, two are down while another escaped and a civilian has been recovered and is being moved to a hospital, cleaning crew has arrived"
"Good work, but you need to get Casey to talk, get back to Castle, over"
Chuck made his way to the SUV, Hanson at his heels. As soon as they got in they took off leaving the house to the cleaning crew.
-X-
Burbank, LA-Castle
Chuck walked into Castle. Casey had sat up and looked at him, just like Grim was now looking at him. Chuck gave her a look.
"Why are you up?"
"Thought you could use some support"
Chuck gave her a smile as he glanced at the clock.
4:48 am
Casey spoke interrupting Chucks thinking, "What happened?"
Chuck followed Casey's eyes to the blood on his shirt and the bullet graze on his shoulder.
"Casey... I'm so sorry, they had already been taken"
Casey seemed to lose focus as his heart monitor showed his heart beating extremely fast. Casey passed out. He called Devon quickly, who stated he would be over soon. As he waited he looked at the Castle screen and spoke to Lambert.
"We have to help him"
"Ch-"
"I wouldn't be alive, if Casey hadn't risked his life for me, so I'm helping him regardless" interrupted Chuck angrily.
Lambert gave Chuck a hard look "You don't have to get angry, not like it would change my orders to you. Now I was trying to say ok but you over exaggerated. You have my permission to do what you feel is necessary but please, no unruly thinking. Open up the link when Agent Casey waked up, I want to hear his reason for being in this situation"
"Sorry, I just want to help him out" Chuck said with a guilty sound to his voice.
"I get it, just talk to me reasonably, I'm not Beckman remember I care about what my Agents feel is right, rather than what the governments definition is."
Chuck nodded to Lambert as he cut communication. Grim sat down and looked at Chuck.
"So nice cut and the bloody nose... looks awesome, the whole tissue up the nose really gives you that" -Grim giggled before continuing- "hehe agent look"
Chuck gave her a mock glare.
"One of the contacts broke my nose and yah he grazed me" Grim looked at Chuck and saw the hollow look in his eyes and laid a hand on his shoulder.
"What happened, you look... sad, I know that they got took but you'll get them back" Chuck stayed silent before looking at her.
"I know, I know."
Grim rubbed his back soothingly as Devon walked into the room with a kit bag. He began running scans on John.
"He passed out from fighting medication and the jump in heart rate; he'll be fine" -Devon finished the rest while holding back a big yawn- "Listen I have work tomorrow, watch him and call me if there's any more problem, he should be up soon"
Chuck gave a nod acknowledgement as he fought off his own yawn. They stood in silence for a few minutes. Chuck felt happy that Grim was finally showing signs of her old self. After a few minutes they heard John grunt lightly as he pulled himself up.
"Buddy you passed out" –Casey gives Chuck a hard glare- "But I'm sure it's just the medication"
Casey gave another pain filled grunt as he looked Grim.
"Must be your new partner right"
"Yah and girlfriend" said Chuck with a smile. Grim smiled, but it didn't reach the level Chucks did.
Casey gave a nod of approval before thinking.
Damn Walker... he didn't wait now did he, I don't know if it's really that bad of a decision, she hurt him for so long an... hey no more thinking like this... damn meds.
"I know you're in no condition for it, but you still owe me a story" Chuck sent a serious look at Casey. The big man took a deep breath before starting.
"Well before I became John Casey... I had another name"
"Ok, and it was." asked Chuck seriously. He had wanted to know more about his old handler and now he was getting the chance. Casey seemed to have a nervous look to his face.
"Casey you can tell me I promise and if it makes you feel more comfortable Grim can wait outside."
Casey seemed to think it over before shaking his head.
"... Alex Coburn"
Chucks eyes widen, "I read about his I mean- your sniper career a lot during training, hell it's what got me to the level of sniping I'm at. Damn it man you're a legend!...a dead legend."
John nodded before continuing.
"(Annoyed Grunt) All a part of becoming a secret agent but anyway I had gotten married... Well, apparently I had a child"
Chuck looked at him in disbelief. Casey spoke again.
"Well I faked my death and left her behind... with my child."
Chuck gave him a sympathetic look as Grim spoke up from the other side of the table.
"This story has a plot twist."
Her voice had a large hint of humour. John looked at her as Chuck chuckled.
"You know Bartowski she's your girlfriend, meaning you get hurt for her jokes" Chuck instantly stopped laughing and backed away from John. Grim gave off a light smile.
"Anyway, I had no knowledge of Alex, until James Keller came and brought it... her to my attention and the fact that she and Kathleen my ex-wife would die if I didn't help him" Chuck became more serious.
"What did he want you to do?"
"Steal a prototype drug called Laudanol..."
"And you did"
"Somewhat. May I continue?"
-X-
An agent and I from the Ring planned the thing for a weak and a half. We snuck in to the facility and learnt of an elevator to the top floor...
Casey walked into the security office and found two guards and a man in a suit. Casey grabbed the first guard and gave him a hard elbow to the face before lifting him of the ground and throwing him on his head. Casey looked to his left and found the Ring agent standing over an unconscious agent. Casey gave an appreciative nod and looked at the man in the business suit. He seemed to be just a geek. He looked so scared at this point, he might piss his pants.
"Get me into that elevator" the man froze, Casey gave him a hard glare jarring him out of inaction and keyed opened the elevator. The Ring agent drove a knee into his stomach and threw him to the ground. The agent snorted and motioned for Casey to get in the elevator. The elevator ride was short. When it opened up, four guards were there to meet them. Before Casey had time to react the Ring agent he was with took them out in a matter of seconds with moves Casey had never seen before, causing the big man to stare at him in shock.
"Come on." stated the Ring agent.
They searched the area and eventually found a case holding the little pill. They snatched it quickly. Casey exited the building and found himself waiting for the masked idiot. After a few minutes he walked out and began walking to the wall. As soon as they got there he drew out a phone from his pocket and hit a button before placing it against his ear.
"We're done here Keller."
Casey watched in horror as loud sound emanated from the building followed by a flash. It took a few minutes before green gas began floating out opened windows. Casey turned and looked at him in anger.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" Casey blurted out.
"A Novichok-5 test run, it was a secondary objective, hey I didn't activate it" Casey boosted him over the wall and then followed. On the other side he found Keller. The Ring agent handed the pill over to him.
"YOU FUCKER THAT WASN'T THE MISSION!"
"Yours, no, mine haha yes," Keller had an amused smirk
"So we were distractions," said Casey menacingly.
"Somewhat, we were given a copy of a newly constructed toy ND wanted to test it on an actual building, so while you made trouble, we snuck it in, our man over there deactivated security throughout the whole building rather than just the area you were going to have to go back through. Ha ha ever wonder what the Novichok was getting used for, well there you go."
Casey's eyes widened.
No fucking way
Casey felt sick, and angry. Keller began walking to a van and opened it. He had video feeds of what is going happening inside the NSA building. People were falling over, blood pouring from their noses and mouth. Some had their faces messed up horribly from the nerve agent, others began vomiting blood. Casey felt sick to his stomach and then he threw up. He ran at Keller and swung but felt electricity go through his body as a Ring agent tazered him. John kept moving forward, ignoring it, and drove a fist into Keller's face. As he got to the opening of the door to give Keller another hit the agent gave him another jolt of electricity. Before losing conscious he heard Keller speak.
"Well we were just going to bring you in for an interrogation, hell if you were lucky we might have let you join us after... now we're going to kill them Alex."
Casey lost consciousness a few minutes later.
I only got away because I woke up as we were driving close to Burbank. So I grabbed the Laudanol from Keller, grabbed the wheel of the van, crashing the car into a guardrail. I got shot in the leg and arm before I escaped. I would have gone to a hospital but I guess they would have placed tabs on all of them. As I thought, stealing the Laudanol caused him to keep them alive.
-X-
"Jesus Christ Casey." said Chuck.
Casey looked ashamed as Chuck ran to the computer and typed in the commands. Grim had an angry look on her face.
"Where's the laudanol"
Casey looked at the ground. He handed it over to her. "Please help my... my family, I know I screwed up."
Grim's face softened a bit as she gave a small nod and picked up the case.
"Casey we need to tell the government" said Chuck quietly as he walked over to the Castle computer.
Casey gave him a small nod as Grim spoke.
"Lambert isn't nearly as bad as Beckman."
Chuck finished typing in commands as a tired looking Lambert appeared on screen.
"Grim, Chuck and Agent Casey, still not use to saying that."
Chuck took a deep breath before explaining what Casey had done. Lambert looked angry. Lambert nodded slowly and breathed a sigh of relief that at least the laudanol had stayed in their possession.
"Chuck, I'm sending over a biohazard unit right now to the building in question while we start to search for the McHugh's, and I have to talk with Beckman, that building would be too hard to cover up seeing as it falls under her branch."
Chuck looked at him, "I'd like to talk with her"
Lambert nodded with a smirk.
"One moment" after a second a familiar looking woman appeared on the side of Lambert. She frowned slightly.
"Lambert what's going on and who is this, why is Colonel Casey in... Castle, you said you had him with his team" She looked at Chuck. He smiles happily.
"Damn people really don't recognize me" Beckman's eyes flew wide open.
"Bartowski"
"The One and only."
Lambert spoke before Beckman could "He falls under my branch Diane and that's all you need to know."
Beckman's eyes looked like they might burst, "Impossible, Bartowski an agent-"
"Special Agent, Diane but we have more important things to discuss, Chuck take it away"
Chuck began to explain everything Casey had told them and what had happened at the McHugh's house. At the end she looked like she might kill someone. She stared at Casey as she spoke, scowl on her face, and disgust in her voice. Chuck could tell that she wasn't surprised when he had said that her NSA building had been taken out.
"Age- Mr Casey, I'll have you locked away for the rest o-"
"General, shut up."
Grim and Casey gasped at Chuck's blunt order as Lambert chuckled and Beckman glared at Chuck. She turned her glare to Lambert after a few minutes. He laughed harder as he spoke.
"Sorry sorry, bad Chuck" laughed Lambert with a mocking tone. Chuck on the other hand had a death glare masking his face.
"General Beckman, you're freaking out at Casey, when there are two missing civilians, not to mention we didn't lose the Laudanol, as for the building he had no knowledge of what they had in store for it."
Beckman gave Chuck an even angrier glare.
"Guess it was too much for me to think you've grown up at all, a top secret facility has been attacked and you care more about two civilians."
Chuck spoke quietly after a few seconds, "What's done is done, we can't change that, but we can stop the death of two civilians-"
Chuck stopped mid sentence as he remembered the disc in his breast pocket. Chuck pulled it out and placed it in the disc receptor for one of the other screens. A video popped up and everybody began to watch. A man appeared on the screen and Casey identified him as Keller. He had a cut above his eyebrow, bruises on his face and a split lip.
"Is this funny Alex, you still have it. Let's put aside the fact I was getting ready to interrogate you, I want it back or they die."
Keller turned around and walked over to Alex and Kathleen. He removed a knife and dug it into Alex's shoulder. She let out a scream as Keller turned back to the camera.
"Don't make me do something a little..." –He smirks as he Moves the strap off Alex's shoulder- "Worse. Come alone or they die. You have three hours from the time our trackers pick up this video being played."
The screen turned black and coordinates appeared. Chuck turned to Casey who looked ready to kill, he then turned turned again to Lambert.
"Lambert can you get me the area?"
"Already did, it's an abandon warehouse down by the Burbank docks, Beckman and I will talk in private about Mr Casey, you on the other hand need to get ready to go."
The screen turned off as Chuck made his way to the armoury. He heard something he never thought would come from Casey's mouth.
"I'm so sorry Bartowski"
Chuck smiled a little bit.
"Its fine it really is, I know what it's like to want to keep loved ones safe. But you now can't kill me for the Chucky Cheese thing or..." Chuck walked out with his Splinter Cell suit. Casey's eyes looked like they might explode.
"YOU!"
Chuck gave a slightly nervous laugh. "I thought you deserved to know."
"But you took me dow- I'm getting to old for this shit" groaned Casey as he placed a hand on his face.
Chuck laughed but then brought his agent face back on.
"I'll get them back I promise; when I get back I'll tell you more about Moscow and Iran... you deserve that much at least."
Casey nodded a bit. His face still looked surprised as he stuck out his hand and he spoke.
"Be careful out there ...and thanks." said Casey gruffly.
Chuck shook his hand but regretted it as he felt Casey tighten his grip.
"If you ever pull a stunt like that on me again I'll snap you in half." His shocked face had resumed its agent facade.
"Yes, Yes... ow damn it, I need my hand"
Casey let go and watched as Chuck walked back into the armoury nursing his crushed hand.
-X-
Chuck dropped his second bag on the table and then looked at Grim. She had reverted back to her quiet self, making Chuck worry. He made his way towards her to talk and cursed as the Castle screen turned on. Lambert looked at Chuck's bags and nodded in approval before speaking.
"Well Casey, I talked to Beckman... I've managed to get you an honourable discharge, you no longer work for the NSA, I'm sorry."
Casey hung his head in shame. Chuck looked ready to go on the war path and Grim seemed a little mad as well.
"I want to talk with you about something Chuck, but for now you need to get to the docks, Grim will handle operational coordinator, Mr. Casey can stay here for this operation seeing as its personal, but will need to leave after it's finished"
Chuck nodded bitterly as did Grim. Before Lambert could speak, Chuck did.
"She knew about the building didn't she?"
Lambert nodded bitterly "Yah she was trying to keep another screw up off everybody's fucking radar. That was the one of the reasons for her allowing Mr Casey to be honourably discharged."
Chuck gave an angry sigh as he slung his bags over his shoulders.
"Let's begin"
-X-
Grim sat in her usual chair, head set over her head. She looked at Casey whom seemed to be looking at her. Casey stayed silent for a few seconds before talking.
"You and Chuck seem to have tension between you."
She stopped prepping the UAV to follow Chuck and looked at Casey anger evident.
"You don't know anything about me or my issues so st-"
"Sarah Walker, right?" She ignored him but he continued.
"Listen... he... he had a very weird thing with her, one minute things were going great next she was cold hearted Sarah, sometimes he may slip up and say something about her or get an odd look when she's being talked about and its only because... well... he's a dumb ass and no amount of training can change that, but seriously he won't just leave you, I've seen how he looks at you"
Grim looked at Casey as she spoke
"Wow Chuck never said you talked like this."
Casey looked at the ceiling.
"Something I picked up from Chuck... guess he dose rub off on people... moron."
"Well thank you, but the problem is a little more complex."
Casey sighed a bit before speaking.
"It always is with Bartowski... and Chuck never knows this conversation took place."
"... Sure, hey you can talk to Chuck while he works you know" Grim said as she offered him a headset. He gave her a slight questioning look.
"Hey Lambert won't know and it would mean a lot to Chuck"
"Sure... but the first moment he says something stupid, I'm not listening." said Casey with a small laugh. Grim chuckled and final set the UAV after Chuck before turning to Casey.
"Ready?"
Casey smirked and looked at the screen.
-X-
Unknown Location
Sarah opened her eyes. Pain shot through them causing her to close them. She had been dreaming of Chuck, it felt so real. She raised her head off of the bed and looked around. She lay in a hospital like room. She pulled herself off of the bed and walked cautiously towards the sounds of voices. She found her whole team minus Casey and Shaw sitting at a table. They all looked at her as she sat down. Across from her sat an African American, who looked to be in his early40's. He smiled at her and spoke.
"Nice to see you're awake, Agent Walker. Now we may begin, I'm Director Lambert. You are currently inside Hideaway 45, you were tranq'd because this location needs to remain unknown to everyone. We can't risk anyone knowing about it."
Sarah felt her stomach drop and a tear prick at the back of her eye. She thought she might get to see Chuck again. She didn't get a chance to think about it anymore as Lambert began to speak again.
"Beckman has relinquished control over this unit to me, maybe she's final excepting that with old age comes horrible skill in team running"
Sarah felt herself smile a little bit. She was beginning to like this new Director already.
"Now this will be run differently, for instance Shaw has been removed from the team because your problems as a team seemed to increase when he joined, as for Agent Casey, he will not be returning for classified reasons."
Sarah gave a questioning look but didn't say anything. Lambert continued.
"Now, things will be different, for instance Agent Walker and Agent Miller, here will be no more seduction missions I find it degrading. The fact that Shaw liked assigning them pisses me off."
Sarah felt her smile grow tenfold as did Carina's. She spoke after a few seconds.
"You sound like someone I know." Sarah said cryptically.
Lambert smiled at her "Must be a good guy"
"The best." replied Sarah wistfully before returning to Agent form. Lambert looked at her with seriousness written on his face.
"Listen it's alright to be in love but that has to take a back seat if you consider, at all the well being of yourselves, the team and whoever it is you care for,"
Lambert didn't have the heart to continue talking indirectly about Chuck, knowing he hadn't told Sarah. Sarah on the other hand just smiled and gave a quick nod. Lambert continued.
"Also Agent Barker and Agent Larkin, if I get one report of you flirting or hitting on Agent Walker or Miller while at work, I'll lock you in a room with my best Agent and allow him to enforce why you shouldn't do that, Beckman has told me that she had caught you two doing it on tape a lot"
Chuck would love that.
Both men gulped and nodded.
"Also there are limited undercover missions with me; my agents operate in the field. Now with no Team Leader, I called in some help from a Russia secret service agency known as VOPOH. I'll allow him to explain the first mission after introductions."
He pointed to the door and it opened revealing a buzz cut brown haired, brown eyed man. He smiled and walked beside Lambert.
"Hello everybody my names Mikhail Andreyevitch Loskov but to you I will be known as Special Agent Kestrel, I guess that means we call this Team Kestrel, with that said... failure ends now."
-X-
Washington D.C-NSA Headquarters
Shaw waited in front of the door to Beckman's office. She opened the door allowing him to walk in.
"Why was I removed?" asked Shaw angrily.
"The new owner of the Team did not wish to have you"
Shaw ground his teeth in hatred, "Let me speak to him"
"Shaw, you're done with that assignment, we have a new mission for you. You're going under cover in Paris"
Shaw went to make a retort but suddenly gasped in pain and grabbed his right shoulder. Beckman eyed him.
"Is something wrong Agent Shaw"
"I'm fine... just clipped it on a corner earlier; send me the Intel on my new assignment"
Shaw turned and left the room in anger. He had missed his chance at getting Sarah... for now. He popped some Advil and left the office.
He would get his revenge...
-X-
End of Chapter. Sorry about not having the Chuck saves everyone ark yet. I did do a slight rewrite on the abductions for the last chapter; if you already read it it's nothing amazing, I removed the killing of the civilian Rebecca and the killing of the MI6 agent Becca or Becky. And yes with the addition of Kestler means that we will sit in on their missions seeing as he's my favourite character from the Splinter Cell series besides Sam Fisher.
Next Chapter: Warehouse