Hi guys sorry it took so long to post this, but I got busy working on a project for livelournal. Hope its worth the wait, cause this will be the first part of my last chapter. It will be broken into two parts. Thank you so much for following this til the end. I love you all, so much! You guys make it worth it. I just hope you wont want to kill me after reading this, then refuse to read anything else I post. LOL Anywho thanks again, and enjoy.

Time: Mid season 3. Just before Alex.

Plot: Ha there really never is one in my stories. Just follow along. :)

Rating: M for some wordy derds, ass kicking, and sexy stuff. LoL

Legal Crap: I dont own Chuck. (Shit) Im just building my own sandcastle in their sandbox. Ha

Team Bartowski vs The New Girl

By: amberlynn1991

Emma's POV

Four Months Later

My life was everything I had hoped it would be. I had a successful, exciting, career, and an effervescent, joyous friendship with a wonderful man. Chuck and Sarah were quickly becoming great friends as well, but it couldn't compare to Casey and I. Our bond was something out of a story book. It was strong, steady, and unbreakable. I was walking on air, so to speak. It was as if nothing could bring me down, from the high I was riding on. Things couldn't get any better. I strolled down the stairs, humming happily as if possessed by some whimsical voodoo. I danced into the kitchen, and spotted the main reason for my joyous mood. It was the one, and only John Casey. He was my muse, my light, and my God given solace. The song in my heart, and the last thought that floated into my mine, before sleep pulled me down into its dark pool of comfort. He was as radiant, luminous, and lustrous as ever, dressed in his Buymore gear. With a glowing handsomeness, that was a real form of artistry. He was a true breath taking, heart stopping stunner. He turned, and flashed me a lovely smile. They were like beautiful jewels, that were saved for my eyes only. I felt my heart stop working for a split second, then kicked into over drive, like a Russian race horse. I smiled back at him, and went for the coffee.

"Good morning beautiful girl." He said in his deep, warm tone.

I tossed him a smirk over my shoulder. "Good morning to you hot stuff." I said in a sing song way.

He chuckled. "Someone is in a good mood." He said.

I gave my coffee one final stir, then moved to join him. "I am in a great mood, cause my cup runeth over with love, success, and joy." I said taking a long pull, of the warm creamy drink.

He smirked at me. "Oh really, and what could be the cause of that?" He asked.

I could tell I had just been baited. I gave him a wicked grin. "You are the main cause, and I can't believe you just went compliment fishing." I teased.

He laughed. "You still love me." He grinned.

I smiled. "Yeah I guess that's true." I said

He shook his head. "Beckman called. It seems like we have a mission tonight." He said.

I nodded. "What's the plan?" I asked. I could already feel the sparks of eagerness pricking from within me. I love the rush, that this job brings. I enjoy being the unspoken, nameless hero of sorts.

He shrugged. "It should be pretty strait forward. Its at some remote warehouse, and there shouldn't be to many bad guys to deal with." He said looking relieved. We had been on some pretty hairy missions lately, so a low key one was nice.

"What are we going after?" I muttered taking another sip of my coffee.

"What are we always after?" He asked with a raised eye brow.

I sighed. "Some sort of evil weapon, that promises to end the world." I said with a smirk.

"Bingo." He said.

I nodded. "Well should be easy." I said with a wink.

He smirked. "It should be, but like always be careful." He said in his firm, yet loving manner.

"Always am." I said with a grin, even if it wasn't exactly true. I lost all control when he was in trouble. I became oblivious to any danger, and lost all since of self-preservation. It was reckless and stupid, but completely out of my control. That's what you do when you love someone. You put them before yourself, in every way. Even if that meant giving up your life. I knew without any question, that I would give my life for Casey, if I came down to it. I would rather die, than live knowing that I let it happen. The pain would be far to great. A world without Casey would be bare, cold, and grim. The pain would be agonizing, piercing, and raw. It was far to tormenting a life to lead. The very thought of such a world was dreadful. Its a world I wouldn't, and couldn't live in. I would choose death, over it.

"Ready to head to your day job?" He teased, de-railing my dark train of thought.

I smiled softly. "Yeah." I said softly. We headed off for another day of frozen yogurt, and Beast-Masters.

~X~

Chuck's POV.

The warehouse was dark, cold, and vast. It had a chilling, shadowy, and soundless. It was ungodly voiceless, and it filled me with an eerie feeling that I couldn't shake. It was as if some spectral presence had latched onto me. I just felt like something was wrong. It was almost as if death was lurking around the bend, waiting to claim one of our foursome. I glanced back, and saw Casey chuckle softly at something Emma had said. It should have made my sadistic mind fragment into calm, but it only flamed the unnerving feeling.

I stepped closer to Sarah. "Stay alert please, I have a bad feeling tonight." I whispered in her ear.

She turned, and shot me a worried look. "What's wrong?" She asked.

I shook my head. "I don't know, but something just isn't right." I said softly.

She nodded. "Do you want to abort the mission?" She asked.

I had an aggressive urgency to say yes. I wanted to drop this, and run home. I had never had felt this strongly about it, and that only made me want to leave more. But we had a job to do, and Casey would never leave without finishing a job. So I pushed down the feeling.

"No, lets just get it done, so we can go home." I said.

"Okay." She said softly.

I turned back towards Casey and Emma. "You two go that way." I said pointing down a dark hallway. "We will go this way." I said pointing down another.

Emma smiled at me. "Got it boss." She teased lightly.

Casey grunted. "I'm the boss." He muttered.

I smiled softly, despite the ominous feeling. "Let us know if you find anything." I said, then turned and headed down our hallway. I heard Casey grumbling to himself, and I smirked to myself. I glanced back at them one final time, and watched as they left my line of sight. The deathlike aura of the place grew into a tormenting force. I shook my head, and headed further into the grim, dark vastness. Sarah followed quickly behind me. We moved carefully, searching for this weeks big bad. We rummaged over everything, it almost felt like a witch hunt. We hadn't found anything, and it had been at least twenty minutes. I sighed, and looked at Sarah.

"Lets go find Casey and Emma, maybe they are having better luck." I said. Before she could get a word out, the quite was shattered by the loud sound of a gun shot. It was followed by a mournful cry, then another shot. I was hit with a dreadful voltage, because the cry had come from Casey. I knew in my heart what had happened, but I prayed that I was wrong. I started running towards the noise blindly. I couldn't hear Sarah following, but I knew she was. I busted into the room, where the horrible sounds were born from, and saw a nameless man lying dead on the ground. My brain hardly had time to prosses it before I saw something that broke my heart. Casey was holding Emma in his arms, and she was bleeding badly from her stomach. She was very pale, and her breathing was labored. I knew she wouldn't make it out of here alive. Casey's nightmare was coming true, before my very eyes.

~X~

Casey's POV

It had happen in the blink of an eye. On moment Emma was laughing about something that she thought was funny, then she gasped loudly. I spun around, and saw a gun pointed at me. I saw the faceless man's finger move towards the trigger. I reached for the gun in my belt, but I knew it was to late. I heard the shot, and waited for the sharp pain that would be my undoing. I worried about how much pain this would cause her, then felt my blood turn cold as she jumped, and caught the bullet that was meant for me. I watched as she crumbled to the floor, and went limp. An agonizing sound clawed its way out of my soul. I raised the gun, and rammed a bullet threw his sadistic skull. I didn't wait to see him die. I just rushed to her side, and took her into my arms. Blood pooled from her taunt stomach, and she looked pale. Her breath was coming in long, slow pulls. She looked at me, with the bright green eyes I'd come to love.

"You stay with me!" I screamed at her. I pressed my palm into her wound, trying to make the bleeding stop. It gushed over my fingers, like a warm sticky river. I knew it wasn't good.

She smiled weakly at me, and I felt wobbly. "I'm sorry." she said softly.

I could feel hot hateful tears forming in my eyes. "Don't be sorry, just hang on. Your gonna be fine." I choked. I knew that Chuck and Sarah were here by now, but I didn't care.

I saw a soft tear run down her face, and I brushed it away. "I know it hurts, but it will be ok." I said

"It doesn't hurt." she said weakly. I felt my heart sink. "Can you do me a favor hot stuff?" She asked softly.

I could tell she was slipping away, and she was taking a part of me with her. I could feel it drain away, as she got closer to her final breath. "A-anything" I choked. My tears were falling like rain now.

She didn't say anything, but her eyes fell down to my lips. I knew what she was asking, and I wasn't about to deni her. I cupped her face in my hand, and she was as cold as ice. I leaned down, and pressed my lips to hers. I was only going to give her a soft peck, but she wasn't having it. She used what little strength she had left, grabbed the back of my neck, and deepened the kiss. It was as if she was screaming everything, she had kept secret. I heard every word. I returned the kiss with everything I had, as if willing her to stay with me. It was an unspoken promise. It said stay with me, and we can be together. I knew it was a lie, but I didn't care. I had to try.

She pulled back, and grinned faintly at me. "God you have no idea how badly I've wanted to do that." she said softly.

"Stay. We can run away, and be together." I pleaded. I knew it wasn't going to happen, but I had to put it out there.

She gasped, and went as white as a ghost. She took a labored breath. "Can't" she said, and another tear ran down her cheek.

I closed my eyes, and fresh tears fell. I opened my eyes, and looked at her. I could tell she didn't have much longer. She took another slow breath. "I love you so much." I said softly.

She smiled, and moaned weakly. "I love you." she breathed out. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she let out one final breath. Just like that, she was ripped from me. I buried my face in her neck, and cried myself dry.

FIN

Please don't hate me! I didn't want to do it, but I knew it would happen when I started. I was crying the hole time writting it. I promise Casey with get a happy ending, well as happy as it can be. My next chap will be the last one. I hope you enjoy it. Love you guys.