The sacrifice one makes

Chapter 1

The beginning of change

Chuck Irving Bartowski nerd extraordinaire felt his world crumble all around him.

After many years of pining over the only woman he had ever loved, it all came to a halt.

The moment Sarah confessed to Shaw her fears and her worries of him becoming a spy and changing into somebody completely different all Chuck wanted to do was tell her he was the same person.

He wanted to tell he her was still her chuck, the same man that not so long ago was working at a nerd herd desk making an impression of a beat boxer repeating the name "Vicky vale" only to feel extremely nervous at the sight of an angel in front of him.

He wanted to tell her he was still the same man that would give his life to protect her even though he didn't have the talent to do so, he in every way was the same man the only difference, he wanted to be a spy, not because it was glamorous or because he wanted the adrenaline rush it certainly wasn't because he was good at it.

He wanted to be a spy because that way there wouldn't be anything stopping them from being together, they wouldn't be asset and handler anymore she wouldn't have to risk her life for him, and most importantly it was because if he became a spy he would finally be worthy to be with her.

His mind was going a thousand miles a minute thinking of a way to fix things with Sarah when he heard her say a name "Sam" once more Chuck look through the lens of the sniper and saw her smile as if she was free of some invisible burden "my real name is Sam" she uttered once more her smile just seem to grow.

Chuck felt his heart shatter into millions of pieces, how many years had he begged her to tell him something about herself, to share her burdens with him only to be shut down over and over again, if his and Shaw's places where switched would she have shared that tidbit of information with him.

"Listen Gruber I don't want it to seem like I'm pushing you or anything but my employers need that guy dead so if you would please shoot him already I'd be very grateful".

The two men behind him were a bit shaken up seeing him scowl why shouldn't they, the man he was impersonating had killed people for simply wearing the same shirt as him.

Chuck stood up with a need to go over there and beat Shaw to a pulp, his anger seem to have no end and he wanted to focus that anger into beating the man who was taking away the only woman he has ever truly loved .

"He took my girl"

he spoke with a raspy voice trying to impersonated the hired assassin, the two men's shock was real and evident on their faces, how could their be a person stupid enough to anger 'Rafe Gruber' in such a way "listen Gruber if it means anything I just wanna say I'm sorry for ya" the mafia men looked to one another wanting to give the hired gun their condolences "what are you going to do now?" the younger of the two men asked.

Chuck wanted to go over to the other building and give Shaw a good beating that's for sure but he had to give the two men a good show he didn't want to break his cover,

" that man doesn't deserve to be killed by a bullet it's too easy too painless imma go over there and beat him to death for taking my girl" that put a smile on their faces " yeah your right it who does this bastard think he is, give him hell" they said almost applauding him.

Chuck was about to step out the door when all of a sudden the real Rafe Gruber kicked down the door shooting him on the shoulder causing him to fall down.

The two men were perplexed and unable to move a muscle making it much easier for the hitman to shoot them, killing them on the spot.

"That's what you get for thinking this imposter was me"

he growled out, Chuck at this point felt a searing pain coursing through his body, most people think getting shot is instantly painful experience and they are partially correct, before the pain sets in though there is a moment of shock and for some clarity, for Chuck it was clarity on how stupid he had been and now he didn't think he would ever fix his mistakes.

He painfully got to one knee holding his shoulder looking up at the man who was going to send him to meet his maker unafraid but with many regrets one of them and the biggest of them going away and leaving Sarah when all she wanted was to run away together.

He should have left, he should have packed his bag and sprinted to where they were going to meet to leave and be together, but his insecurities brought him to make a mistake, to make him think that if he was able to protect her like she could protect him he would be deserving of her that he needed to be a spy when in reality she didn't want Chuck the spy she wanted Chuck the nerd.

"Get it over with"

Was all he could say as he looked into the man's eyes.

"Since I'm going to kill you I might as well tell you something"

Gruber said chuckling as he grabbed a nearby chair and setting it in front of the agent

"If you think this whole" he motioned his surroundings with his gun indicating the ordeal he was in "situation is the big picture your wrong this..." he motioned with his free hand once more "is nothing but the tip of the iceberg"

Gruber studied his prey's features enjoying the pained expression he bore,

"I've been working for my employers for years and I still don't know who's running this syndicate, if you think the Ring is the biggest threat you are with out a doubt the most dumbest agent I've ever had the pleasure of killing"

He shook his head in disbelief "were just pawns in a big game of chess and the person playing has no opponent making the game so much easier to win, this world is going to end up in flames I hope you know that" the hired gun snarled at Chuck with contempt.

" I want to let you know that every single one of your loved ones are going to be following you soon, first I'm going to shoot this Shaw prick and after I'm going to grab the blond bitch your so fond of and beat her till she tells me about every person important in your life".

A flash of everyone in chucks life went through his mind 'Sarah, Ellie, Devon, Morgan, dad '

"I'm going to find each and every single one of them and I'm going to make them suffer before pulling the trigger and I'll let them know who to blame, don't worry the blond will be the very last one she's going to be there for every kill and before I kill her I'm going to have some fun with her and show her what a real man feels like."

Letting out a laugh and bringing down his guard he didn't notice chucks eyes closing for a split second indicating a sequence of images flashing through his mind in an instant chuck sprang up from his position grabbing the barrel of the gun and moving it upward, his wounded shoulder felt no pain as he punched Gruber's throat making the trained assassin loosen his grip on his gun making it easier for Chuck to pry it out of his hand, Gruber brought his hands to his throat indicating he was trying to breath only to be put out of misery with a bullet to his head.

Chuck stood above the dead man with the smoking gun in hand unable to register that he had just killed him, when it finally did he felt cold as if the heat he felt from the bullet wound vanished, he felt the vile coming up his throat suffocating him, he began to tremble the fact being that he had never killed anyone before the assassin that now laid at his feet,

he forced himself to stop trembling as he reached for his phone and dialed a friend "Casey call up the cleaners I'll send you the directions through text" as he was going to hang up he remembered "and Casey… tell no one what you see, ill fill you in on it later leave sa-" he stopped himself from saying her actual name "don't tell agent walker anything" with that he hanged up and walked to castle planning his next move.