I am really sorry for the delay. My computer's motherboard fried and I couldn't get any of my documents from it. I just recovered everything yesterday.
Thanks for the reviews so far.
I do not own Chuck.
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"Take it easy at first," Ellie suggests to Carina after taking her cast off. "And use the cane." Carina rolls her eyes.
"I won't work it too hard," Carina states in annoyance.
"Each day I will help you rehab it back to normal," Devon informs her. "We're serious, though. Don't walk on it too much or you will re-break it."
"Alright, alright," Carina apathetically responds, just wanting to get the conversation over. Carina walks out of the infirmary to the whole team sitting around the base. Carina is using the cane to help her walk and hates the idea of using it. "I feel like an old geezer with this thing," she shakes it to push along her point.
"I think it gives you class," Sarah quips with one side of her mouth grinning.
"Yea, you look elegant," Chuck adds with another joke.
"Don't make me hit you with it," Carina threatens playfully while shaking her head. Chuck lifts his hands in innocence and Sarah just laughs.
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"My team just recovered video footage of your escape from the last mission being sent to a remote location," Beckman explains with haste. The team's faces turn to pale scowls. "I need you to infiltrate the location and retrieve the data before Insignia sees it."
"Yes, ma'am," Chuck answers quickly, knowing the repercussions of Insignia knowing who they are.
/
The team reaches their destination, just outside the location. The location is a warehouse miles away from civilization. Chuck, Morgan, Casey, and Sarah head out of the van, leaving Carina on surveillance duty was again. She hates it but knows she cannot run yet with her leg still rehabbing.
The team hurries to the door of the pale white warehouse with no windows. They get to a door with a keypad to enter. "Give me twenty seconds," Sarah says as she pulls out a device to bypass it.
"I don't like this," Chuck muses while looking around, not seeing any cameras, any windows, and nothing around them.
"What do you mean?" Morgan asks curiously.
"It just feels weird. I don't know—"
"Got it," Sarah exclaims as she opens the door slowly with her gun peering around the door first. Sarah goes in, followed by Chuck, then Casey, and finally Morgan. They infiltrate carefully, finding nothing as they head down the metal walkway. There are exhausts and piping all around them. They head down the stairwell and search the next floor. Again, they find nothing.
They make it to the ground level, starting to get uneasy from finding nothing. There is another section behind a metal opening. Sarah, Chuck, and Casey walk in before hearing an odd clicking noise.
"Get back!" Sarah commands as they all turn around to run back. A metal wall drops before they can get out, leaving Morgan stuck alone on the other side.
"Morgan!" Chuck calls for him. "Get back-up!"
"Chuck? Guys?" Morgan asks with fear, not able to hear anything. "Not cool, man." He presses his microphone, "Carina, they just got trapped on the other side of a wall. I don't think I can get through."
"Damn!" Carina responds with anger. "I can't get a hold of them on their earpieces. I'm going to call for back-up. See if you can find a way in."
/
Chuck, Sarah, and Casey survey the room they are stuck in. There are no ways in or out. "Damn!" Casey grunts. "I can't get a hold of Carina."
"What do we do?" Chuck looks around at the metallic, metal walls. Gas starts pouring into the room through two vents on the ceiling. "That's not good," Chuck muses as he shows Sarah by pointing at it.
"Cover your mouth!" Sarah informs everyone as she pulls your shirt up above her nose and mouth and presses her hand against them. Casey and Chuck follow suit and cover their mouths.
"We need to get out of here!" Casey feels the walls, hoping for something they can push. After searching quickly, he looks at both Chuck and Sarah, who are both banging on the wall that blocks the way they came in from. The gas fills the room and they start to lose strength.
"Sarah, I love you," Chuck says as his eyelids flutter from the gas making his eyelids heavy.
"Love you too…" she mumbles as the gas puts her to sleep. Chuck quickly catches her and sits down, placing her on his lap. Casey knows they are screwed and sits down too.
"Morgan is our only hope…" Chuck mumbles as the gas puts him to sleep and his head dangles lifelessly from his shoulders.
"Damn…we're… screwed…" Casey trails off as the gas finally knocks him out.
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Morgan, after failing to get in, hears noises coming from around the corner. He quickly hides behind some pipes. He watches intently as five men turn the corner. Morgan mutters in his mind how bad this is as one of the men pulls out a remote and presses a button. The metal door opens and Morgan watches in horror as they carry his partners' lifeless bodies out of the room. As the men leave, Morgan follows them closely but stealthily.
"Carina," he whispers into his microphone, "I'm following some agents who took them. I think they might be dead." His voice is full of dread and worry.
"They can't be dead," Carina responds. "They obviously want them for a reason. Stay on them. Back-up should be coming in thirty minutes."
"Cobra out," he continues his stalking of the agents as the relief of Carina's words calms him immensely. He repeats to himself that they are alive and backup is on its way.
The agents go deeper into the warehouse to a door with a computer screen next to it. The front agent places his hand on it and it recognizes the handprint and the door opens. As the last agent gets in, Morgan sprints to the door to stop it from closing. He gets his foot in the door, just in time and then he opens it to stay on the agents with his partners.
The agents take Sarah, Chuck, and Casey into a room and Morgan hides around the corner, not sure what to do from there. He knows that he has no chance of killing the five enemies by himself, so he just watches carefully.
The men disappear into the room and he waits outside. "Carina, what do I do? They took them into a room," Morgan asks her with worry flowing through his veins.
"Just watch. Back up will be there in twenty five," Carina informs him.
"Sounds easy enough," he tries to calm himself, but is still uneasy.
"Just don't try to be a hero," Carina says boldly.
"I don't think you have to worry about that," he smiles to himself, knowing how true that is.
All five of the enemy agents walk out of the room and head in the opposite direction of Morgan.
"Crap, crap, crap," he mutters in a worrisome dilemma. This is his best chance to save them but what if there are more enemies inside. "Screw it," he breathes in a huge breath and sneaks into the room. He slips through the door and sees his partners with their hands handcuffed behind them in chairs. He runs up to Chuck, after noticing the room is empty. "Chuck," he whispers and gets no response. Morgan shakes Chuck until his eyes flutter and he stirs around. "Chuck, wake up. I don't know how to undo handcuffs."
"Morgan?" He asks groggily with only one eye open in a squint.
"Dude, wake up," he slaps him kind of hard across the face.
"Ow!" Chuck looks at him with more alertness. Morgan rubs his hand in pain.
"Sorry, but it was necessary."
"Where are we?" Chuck looks around to see if he can recognize anything.
"We're still in the warehouse. How do I get you out of handcuffs?" Morgan asks him quickly and determined.
"What?" Chuck realizes his hands are cuffed behind him. "You have a lockpick set on you. Get it out and give me one of the picks."
"I do?" Morgan pats his vest down, looking for it.
"Check the right stomach pocket," Chuck suggests and Morgan finds it in that pocket.
"How'd you know?"
"Give me one," he hastily orders. Morgan opens the set and hands him one before he hears some noise coming from the hallway. "Hide!"
Morgan runs into the corner and hides behind a crate as the door opens.
"Bryce?" Chuck asks as his eyebrows furrow and he flinches back a bit. Bryce widens his eyes and purses his lips to try to shut Chuck up but it was too late. Chuck flashes on how to pick handcuff locks. His confused look changes into an angry scowl and his eyes darken with hatred.
"You know him?" The agent with Bryce asks in surprise.
"Yea," Bryce laughs evilly, "he used to be my partner back in the CIA. The fool trusted me with his life. Ha!" The agent gets a sickly grin on his face.
"You want me to torture him?" the agent asks, not sure if Bryce would be comfortable.
"No way. I've been looking forward to this," Bryce smirks with half his mouth raised.
"How come he is the only one awake?" The agent asks suspiciously.
"Must have built a tolerance," Bryce answers, really not sure why Chuck is awake over everyone else. If anything, Casey should be the first awake.
"Alright. Pump him for info," the agent laughs as he stands in the corner. Bryce walks towards Chuck, looking like he is going to enjoy the torture.
"You basterd," Chuck grits his teeth in anger as he is still fiddling with his handcuffs inconspicuously. His blackened eyes follow Bryce as Bryce leans in so his mouth is right at Chuck's ear.
"I didn't know they had set a trap. I'm going to have to beat you up a bit, sorry," Bryce whispers as he looks back at the man who is smiling from ear to ear, thinking Bryce is getting into Chuck's head. Chuck's anger subsides and the brown color flushes back into his eyes. Chuck realizes that Bryce is on his side and goes along with it as he growls slightly through clenched teeth.
"Enough with the pleasantries," the agent orders Bryce to start the torture. Bryce steps back and flashes Chuck an apologetic frown before he swings his arm around, crashing into Chuck's cheek.
"Ugh!" Chuck winces as his head whips to the right. Morgan covers his mouth in shock, making sure he doesn't make any noises.
"What are you doing here?" Bryce shouts.
"Looking for your mom," Chuck answers back with hate and disgust. Bryce has to stifle the laugh before it escapes his lips. He quickly buries the hilarious comment to continue his torture. Another punch rocks the right side of Chuck's face. Morgan winces in fear for Chuck's life. He thinks Bryce is an enemy.
"Why are you here?" Bryce asks again, but more forcibly.
"How could you betray your country?" Chuck narrows his eyes believably with confidence and disgust at the sight of Bryce. Chuck thanks his acting chops from playing Perchek when he was younger.
"They betrayed me!" Bryce spat back with mock hate, but very believable.
"You're a disgrace and I will never talk!"
"Everybody talks," Bryce laughs heavily as he punches Chuck in the gut. Chuck's stomach rolls into itself as his head lunges forward from the force.
"Except me," he croaks as his breathing starts to come back after the winding punch.
"I'm gonna start on the blonde," the agent informs Bryce as he starts towards Sarah. Chuck flashes a pleading frown towards Bryce. "I'm sure I can get her to talk, if you know what I mean," the agent laughs maniacally.
"No!" Bryce shouts, startling the agent. The agent narrows his eyes in skepticism. "I'll get him to talk," Bryce lowers his voice.
"Fine," the agent sighs in frustration. He really wanted to have his way with Sarah. The agent backs up and goes back to watching Bryce interrogate Chuck.
"Are you going to talk now?" Bryce asks Chuck. Chuck stays quiet with his eyes staring intently at Bryce. "Looks like we're gonna need the toys," Bryce says with a slight upbeat personality.
"I'll go get them," the agent leaves the room.
"What the hell, Bryce?" Chuck asks angrily.
"Sorry buddy. I had to keep my cover intact," Bryce responds as Chuck pulls off the handcuffs. "How'd…?" Bryce is flabbergasted that Chuck got the cuffs off.
"Morgan's in the corner over there," Chuck tells him as Morgan peeks out waving sheepishly.
"We need to get the video footage of Sarah and my escape from our last mission," Chuck explains to Bryce with haste.
"There wasn't any video footage. It was a set-up," Bryce explains.
"So our identities are still safe, technically?" Chuck asks for reassurance.
"Yes. No one here knows about your team. You guys are practically ghosts. My bosses are always complaining," Bryce laughs subtly.
"Great, now we need to get out of here," Chuck looks to Bryce for a plan.
"He's going to be back any minute. I'm going to wake everyone else up and we need to stage an escape," Bryce plans out the way out.
"I'll break out and knock you unconscious in front of that other guy," Chuck starts suggesting.
"And Morgan, you have to take that guy out without killing him," Bryce informs Morgan, who looks worried.
"I don't really know how to fight that well," Morgan confesses with a sheepish grin.
"Just attack him and I'll finish him," Chuck suggests, giving relief to Morgan.
"Sounds good," Bryce starts waking Casey up as Morgan wakes Sarah up.
"Larkin?" Casey grunts as Bryce's face is the first thing he sees.
"We're staging an escape for you guys," Bryce explains to him. Casey nods understandably.
"Sarah?" Morgan shakes her awake.
"What? Where's Chuck?" Her eyes open to a warehouse room and she sees Chuck smiling at her. She feels a wave of relief at the sight of Chuck before she notices her hands are cuffed. "What the hell? Bryce?"
"We have a plan to get you guys out and to keep my cover intact," Bryce informs her and Chuck nods to reassure her.
"What is it?" She asks, hoping she can help.
"Chuck's out of his cuffs, but he's going to pretend to be cuffed. He's going to break out and attack me as I act surprised," Bryce explains.
"Morgan is going to attack the agent and I could hopefully finish him off," Chuck continues the plan. "Then we'll un-cuff both of you and escape with their weapons."
"That's a good plan," Sarah truthfully muses.
"Thanks. It was kind of a collaboration between us," Chuck babbles.
"Oh! There should be back-up, whatever that is, coming in like fifteen minutes," Morgan informs everyone.
"That would be two teams of five and a medical team of four," Sarah clarifies for Morgan. Morgan's eyebrows rise in surprise, thinking that is one hell of a back-up.
"Cancel it," Bryce looks at Morgan with seriousness. "They cannot capture anyone or my cover will be blown."
"Alright," Morgan nods as he puts the microphone to his mouth. "Carina, we have a plan to escape. Bryce says to cancel the back-up so his cover isn't blown."
"Thank god they're alright. Thanks Morgan," Carina's voice is filled with relief as it causes a smile to grow on Morgan's face. "Wait, Bryce?"
"He's here as a double agent," Morgan explains into the microphone to Carina before turning to everyone else. "Now is a good time to say this," Morgan starts to explain while fidgeting with his hands and looking at the ground. "Casey, I'm uh kind of dating your daughter." Morgan looks up with the biggest smile he can muster. Casey's eyes bore holes into Morgan's soul and he pulls on the cuffs violently.
"I'll kill you Grimes!" Casey struggles around in anger as Morgan knew this would be a good time where Casey can't physically harm him. Chuck shakes his head in disbelief.
"We don't have time for this," Bryce cuts the tension. Casey's eyes tell Morgan how dead he is and Morgan gulps loudly. They hear the squeaking of the tray of torture tools the agent is bringing in to interrogate Chuck. "Get in position!" Bryce orders everyone as Morgan goes back to hiding, with Casey's eyes stalking him the whole way and Chuck gets in his chair with his hands behind his back. "Sorry," Bryce smirks apologetically. Chuck furrows his brow as Bryce cocks back a punch. Chuck rolls his eyes, knowing what's coming.
The agent walks the tray in the room. "Ugh!" he sees the punch strike Chuck's left cheek and a bit of blood flies out of Chuck's mouth as his lip bleeds slowly. The agent smiles as he notices Casey and Sarah are both awake.
"Looks like we have more victims," the agent laughs evilly as he sets the tray up and turns his back to everyone and starts fiddling with the torture tools. Bryce nods to Chuck, telling him to attack now. Chuck flashes on different fighting styles and his face tightens into a serious scowl and his vision turns slightly red. He pulls off the cuffs and throws a punch that crushes Bryce's face. Bryce falls to the ground and feigns unconsciousness as his cheek starts to bleed.
The agent turns around to see a little bearded man's fist. The fist hammers the agent's nose and he falls back in pain, pushing the tray away and hitting the ground. He sees Bryce knocked out before Chuck steps over him and hammers a punch into the agent's face. He looks back to see Morgan with a furrowed brow in confusion. Chuck calms down and looks around, like he wasn't there before.
"Nice punch buddy," Chuck does a small punching motion to relay his compliment.
"Thanks. I was just thinking where the best place to punch and the nose seemed reasonable," Morgan explains happily as Chuck goes to get Sarah out of her cuffs.
"What the hell?" Bryce angrily yells at Chuck. "You didn't have to hit me that hard!"
"I'm sorry; I don't know what came over me. It just seemed automatic," Chuck answers truthfully as he shakes his head slightly. Chuck heads for Casey's cuffs and gets him out. "It makes it look more realistic, right?" Chuck jokingly muses, hoping to calm Bryce down. Bryce grunts as he feels the blood on his cheek. Casey, finally out of his cuffs is not happy. Morgan turns around to look at Casey as a giant bear hand pins him to the wall by his neck.
"I'm sorry!" Morgan shrieks as his beard hair rises in fear. "I… can't… breathe…" Morgan complains in airless groans.
"You will not date my daughter!" Casey growls as he watches Morgan's face turn pale.
"Casey!" Sarah shouts to get his attention. "We don't have time for this!"
"She's… right…" Morgan breathes out as his eyelids start to get heavy. Chuck slaps his hand to his head because of Morgan's ignorance.
"Casey!" Sarah threatens as Morgan's face turns shades of purple. Casey reluctantly drops Morgan, who falls to the ground choking for air.
"Not… cool!" Morgan complains between coughs. "I helped… save you!"
"Just shut up Morgan," Chuck helps him up.
"Fine!" Morgan throws his hand across his body.
"Good, now lets get out of here," Chuck orders. Morgan throws him his back-up pistol as Sarah and Casey gather Bryce's gun and the other guy's gun respectively. They sneak out of the room, following Morgan's direction because he is the only one who was awake while going through the base.
"We go left," Morgan directs them as Casey is in the front so he doesn't have to see Morgan. He doesn't know if he can hold in his anger and seeing the gnome will most likely put him over the edge. "Then left. There should be a door with a handprint scanner here."
Luckily, the scanner is only for the entrance, so they get out successfully. They head to the van and get inside as Carina feels relieved and happy to see them again.
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"General," Chuck explains the mission, once back at the base, "it was a trap. They set us up. There was never any footage. Our identities are safe for now."
That's good news. Now, why didn't you arrange a team to clear out the hideout?" Beckman looks at Chuck with expectance.
"Bryce was there. He helped us escape. We needed to make sure his cover was still intact," Chuck explains.
"I don't think they will be using that hideout now that we've escaped," Sarah speaks up.
"That's better than I expected. Are you sure Bryce's cover isn't blown?" Beckman fears the worst.
"I don't think so. He did tell another enemy that we used to be partners, but it shouldn't affect his cover," Chuck assures Beckman.
"Great job team. How is the leg healing?" Beckman's eyes shift to Carina as her voice becomes softer and more personal.
"Quite well, General," Carina answers with optimism. "The Woodcombs have been doing excellent work rehabbing it."
"That's good to hear. That is all. Beckman out," she smiles before ending the feed.
"Is it just me or is Beckman getting nicer and cooler?" Chuck asks everyone else.
"She's losing her edge," Casey answers.
"She's becoming a human being with feelings," Chuck clarifies Casey's comment with a grin that shows how proud he is.
"You just rub off on everyone you meet," Sarah smiles brightly at Chuck and he smiles back.
"Now to finish what we started," Casey distorts his mouth and flairs his nostrils at Morgan. Morgan backs away with his hands up in surrender. Chuck stands between them both, holding Casey back with both hands.
"Come on Casey," Chuck tries to convince him not to hurt Morgan. "Morgan's a good guy." A vein starts pulsating on Casey's neck as his mouth distorts more and he clenches his fists. Chuck flashes on different choke holds as he looks into Casey's eyes with hate and death. He has no idea why he flashed on that, but resists the urge to now choke Casey out. "Casey! It's better than some random guy you would have to run a background check on," Chuck hatefully explains through the serious scowl pasted onto his face. Casey's face muscles start to relax and the white on his knuckles fade. "You know Morgan is faithful and will do everything he can to make sure she is happy." Morgan nods vigorously to press Chuck's point.
"Fine!" Casey growls fiercely before easing his tense muscles. "You better not hurt her."
Morgan gulps loudly in fear and slowly smiles cowardly with fear in his eyes. "I promise." Casey gives him a fleeting stare of threaten. Chuck breathes heavily with his eyes closed to calm himself. He shivers slightly as he blinks furiously, looking around.
"Come on hun," Carina turns Casey away from Morgan. "I know a way to release that anger," she lifts half her face in a seductive grin. Casey grunts as they leave the base.
"That was close," Morgan breathes heavily in relief.
"Maybe you should have waited a little longer?" Chuck suggests with a slight snicker.
"Alex demanded that I tell him. Now I'm afraid to do anything wrong."
"Don't worry buddy," Chuck pats his shoulder, "you're a great guy and just need to be yourself… Oh! And not play as many video games."
"But I only play video games with you," Morgan argues, not seeing where Chuck is going with it.
"I know and it's a problem for me too," he turns to smile sheepishly at Sarah. She smiles calmly back as she latches onto Chuck's left arm in content.
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Again, I'm sorry for the delay. My computer crashed and it took a week to recover the documents, including this one.
I finally wrote this chapter. It took me like two weeks to write. I couldn't think of anything, but I know how I want to end this. I just need to continue the arc that is growing.
Please review… Just do it.