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Chuck tranq'd another one of Miguel's men then he tossed him in the back with José after patting him down and trussing him up like a turkey ready for the oven. He got everyone back in the Range Rover then they headed out back the same way they'd come in. Pablito sat next to Luiz looking at him trying to see any family resemblance.

"Pablito, can you get this show on the road? Wake Luiz up I need to know where they're holding Casey and Roan," said Chuck as he blew through the gate.

"Well that was about the easiest exfil I've ever been on and you didn't even have to whack anyone. I'd say I was impressed Chuck but I'm afraid it would go to your head."

"Thanks Natasha but I need that intel," said Chuck as he looked at Pablito in the mirror. "Wake him up before I have to and believe me I will do whatever it takes to get what I need to know."

"Now that sounds more like it," said Natasha. "But words are cheap I want to see a little follow through."

"No one is laying a hand on him… he's still my son," said Pablito. His son he said but it sounded as if it were said by someone else. His eyes watered up as he looked at Luiz. "My poor, poor son."

"Yes, and your poor son has done some pretty horrendous things which he's going to be held accountable for. Natasha before you say anything what we do is for our country and not for personal gain. There's a difference and a big one."

"I'll let you believe that," said Natasha as she looked over at him. She'd called shotgun when they jumped in the Rover with Alex sitting in the back with Pablito next to her and Luiz on the side of him leaning against the side of the Range Rover.

"What's this," said Alex as she picked up a manila envelope from the floor. "One of our perps must've dropped this before they went nightie-night."

"I'd be careful opening that," said Natasha as she looked back at Alex then turn around. "Do you see what's up ahead? Looks like we're going to have some fun after all."

"I see them. Pablito, I could really us that intel before we get into a firefight. But before everyone starts shooting Natasha let me try to talk them down."

"You can forget talking Chuck. If you're going to talk them down you're going to have to perform a miracle," said Natasha as she checked her weapon then grabbed another one off the dashboard. "You don't mind if I borrow this. I don't think our friends in the back will mind."

Chuck was about to tell Natasha he didn't want anyone hurt when Alex opened the envelope and found Sarah and Morgan's passports along with a letter inside.

"Crap Chuck, listen up if what's written here is true then Casey and Roan must've gotten away but they grabbed Sarah and Morgan. Remember they were going around identifying possible locations to raid. It seems they stumbled in on them and they grabbed them think they're tourists."

"Why would they do that? Does it say what they want," said Chuck as he glanced up at Luiz then back at the road in front of them.

"They're holding them as hostages for some sort of exchange Dad for their safe release. The swap is set for two hours or they're… you don't want to hear the rest."

"They're going to do what with them? Alex, I've got to know" said Chuck as the surveillance van came into sight half hidden parked on the side of the road. Chuck saw a line of leaves across the road and flashed. "They've got spikes across the road."

"Really, you can see them from here? If you can see that from here you've got better eyesight than I have," said Natasha as she squinted. "But it makes senses. I swear I don't see anything."

"That's what I would do," said Chuck as he glanced up at Alex in the mirror. "Alex, what did they say they'd do with them? Did they say something like they'd send them out in pieces?"

"I'm afraid yes," said Alex as she looked at Morgan's passport photo. She couldn't help but caress his face as if she was holding it in her hands. "Chuck, we grabbed Luiz before he could deliver this…"

"And you think Beckman would turn Casey over even if she had him? No, we don't negotiate with terrorists."

"Then there's nothing anyone can do," said Alex as tears welled up in her eyes. "I know Dad would do something if he knew what was going on."

"Don't give up hope yet. It's time to turn around and go back," said Chuck as he lifted the emergency brake and spun the Rover around doing a 190 in the middle of the road. The Rover did an about-face in the middle of the road just inches away from the spikes that Tatiana's men had laid across the road.

"Alex, I'll slow down and when I tell you I want you to get out with Pablito and Luiz. Pablito that should give you some alone time with Luiz before Beckman shows up and hauls him away. I wish I could give you more time but I've got something else to do."

"But that's not fair… if he did wrong it's because of the way he was brought up. I'm not laying the blame with Rosenda because I'm just as much at fault as she is…"

"You can testify on his behalf at his trial but after what he did to Beckman, he's lucky he doesn't get a bullet to the back of the head. Okay, get ready," said Chuck as he looked up in the mirror and saw the Russian surveillance van hot on their tail.

"No Chuck, I'm not jumping out. I'm a part of this team like everyone else and if you're going to rescue Sarah… well then, I'm going to rescue Morgan so I'm coming along. Besides you're going to need the extra gun."

"Isn't that cute," said Natasha as she looked at the two weapons she had in her hands. "But Chuck, you haven't asked me if I want to come along. You know some might call this a suicide mission."

"I prefer to call it a search and rescue but all right I'll bite and don't get any funny ideas that's just a saying. Okay so Natasha do you want to come with us on our search and rescue mission?"

"I never thought you'd ask. I'd love to come along and whack a few bad guys. Just the thought makes my trigger finger itch."

"For a moment there I thought Casey was sitting next to me," said Chuck as he glanced over at Natasha. "So, this is your last chance to bail if you want because once we're past that gate there's no turning back."

"So Chuck, what's the plan? I have only one request… I'd prefer that getting killed not be a part of it," said Natasha as she turned in her seat and looked at the white van chasing them. "But somehow I don't think that matters too much."

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Beckman sat back at the compound watching the sat feeds from overhead. She had her Major call the Embassy in the capital to double check to see if they knew of any tourists that had gone missing in their AOR but just because that turned out to be a negative that didn't mean much. The tourist that Donna Rosenda mention in her letter could've just been grabbed so the Embassy wouldn't have any word on them.

"If only we had some way of confirming what we suspect then I'd have no trouble kicking in the front door."

"I know you've got a lot on your mind but I have to throw out another possibility. What if this is all a big trick to get us to take action? What if this is all designed to make us look bad? Think about it, we go kicking in the front door as you said, but what we find waiting for us is the Honduran army with their weapons locked and loaded pointing at us. We get pants in front of the whole world."

"If that happened we could both say goodbye to both our careers but if we're lucky we'd probably be able to get adjoining cells in Supermax," said Diane as she saw the look on Tanks face. "I know what you're thinking. You think I brought this all on myself."

"No that wasn't what I was thinking. Everyone has a right to a little R & R every now and then. It's just yours always seems to always end in more work than fun."

"Funny, I swear I'm going to chain myself to my desk and not move from there... that is if I have a desk to go back to after all this is said and done."

As the Generals were talking and looking over the map for something the other had overlooked Agent Stevens came over and interrupted them.

"Generals, the Major just contacted us from the situation room in Langley. He said you need to take a close look at the sat feeds coming out of the compound."

"What's going on," asked Beckman as her men brought it on the big screen. "Talk to me Stevens. What are we looking at?"

"This is feed we got just a few minutes ago," said Stevens as he had an agent in front of a console to zoomed in on a Range Rover. They watched as a man got inside. "We've identified that man as..."

"Yes, Luiz, the slimy bastard. I remember him from my kidnapping and he's the one who dropped off the package before. But why is this so important? We knew he was there."

"A little more patience and keep watching ma'am," said Stevens. They watched the vehicle drive over to a shed then saw the driver get out.

"That's Chuck ... Agent Carmichael. But what is he doing in the same vehicle as Luiz? And what's he doing in that shed?"

"We think he might've taken Luiz because if you keep on watching we can see this man approaching then this happens," said Stevens. They watched Chuck as he took him out then saw Chuck load the body up. After that Chuck got everyone else in then left.

"Okay that's Agent McHugh. She's with him too," said Beckman as she let out a sigh of relief. They watched Chuck drive out of the compound.

"And also that Russian woman as well as the new entry. That must be Pablito the Bandito who's gone rock star. You can't see what's going on here? Chuck is trying to fix the relationship between Pablito and his estranged son, Luiz. This is typical Chuck. He needs to get his head in the game not play Doctor Phil to the underworld."

"You don't know that's what he's doing. For all we know he could be using Pablito to turn Luiz and get the intel we need on his mother."

"You can't really believe that? I will give you that seeing Chuck has left the compound the probability that your two missing agents are there are slim."

"Oh no," said Stevens who was still standing next to them. "Crap, Oscar zoom in there. There's something ahead of them on the road."

"I don't like your 'oh no'," said Beckman as she watched the operator zoom in on the spot Stevens had pointed out.

"What's that white van doing there? That's the same white van that was sitting outside the Dead Parrot before it blew up. Run the plates asap. That could be some of Miguel's men going back to the compound after the fire right," said Tank as he moved closer to the monitor.

"That looks like one of our surveillance vans," said Beckman as she stepped up next to Tank. "You can see the hidden antennas for listening and the sat doom on the roof. Crap, if it's not ours, it's the Russians."

"What do you think, Spetznas... a wet team sent to take care of Natasha. If it's those guys they won't care about collateral damage as long as they get their job done."

"Get the Major on the horn asap and have him patch a call for me through to Igor. I need for him to contact his people and have them stand down."

"I don't think you're going to have time to make that call," said Tank as they watch events unfolding on screen. "Chuck's almost on top of them now."

"Crap, it's times like this I could use a predator drone," said Diane but as they were watching they saw Chuck to a quick about-face and started heading back towards the compound.

"What the heck just happened and why is heading in that direction? Did he see the Russians and this is how he's trying to lose them?"

"I think it's something different," said Beckman as she looked at Chuck's Range Rover heading back towards Miguel's compound driving at break-neck speeds. "Tank, get your men together we're going to raid that compound."

"Why now? I'm sorry I don't understand. What's changed? You want to go charging in just because Chuck turned around? What about possible fall out?"

"There won't be any. Can't you see Chuck turning around has nothing to do with the Russians. I think Chuck just told us who these tourists are. Get your men geared up it's time Avon went knocking."

"Well this is your call to make but I don't see how you can be so certain."

"Your right this is my call and I'm making it," said Beckman then she turned back to her man. "What's the status of my phone call with Director Trotski? Tell the Major he's on the clock here. I'd like to speak to the Director before tomorrow."

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Needless to say, there was absolute chaos inside the Russian surveillance van when Chuck made his U-turn in the road. Tatiana yelled insults in Russian then translated them into English as if Chuck could hear her. Then she started yelling at her driver to get back up on the road and go after them which was almost another disaster.

"Go, go, what are you waiting for get this thing started and go after them. If we don't start moving soon I'll have you packed up and shipped off to Yakutsk," yelled Tatiana.

"At least he'll know one person there," said Anatoly as Stefan stifled a laugh. The driver pulled the van back on the road then spun gravel as he started to take off.

"Hold up! Wait," yelled Stefan as he saw what was about to happen. "Remember you laid that spiked chain across the road. You run over that and we'll have to get out and run after them.

"Crap," yelled the driver as he swerved to miss it sending everyone flying in the back with Tatiana ending up in Anatoly's lap.

"Let me get up," yelled Tatiana as she pushed Anatoly away and he fought to push her off him while Stefan was laughing to tears

"You know kotyonok, he's a married man or is that your type? Anatoly, I'm sorry Bratok but I'm going to have to inform your wife that you've been compromised."

"I'll show you this kitty has got claws if you don't stop laughing like an idiot," said Tatiana as she straightened out her uniform red in the face then turned back to the driver. "After that maneuverer you'd better not lose them."

"But I don't get it," said Anatoly mumbling to himself as he picked up a tablet they'd been using that had fallen on the floor. He checked to make sure it was still working then he pulled up the map of the area along with the sat overhead view.

"What don't you get," said Stefan as he looked over Anatoly's shoulder at the tablet he had in his hands.

"Just look at this. It doesn't make any sense where does he think he's going? This road ends at that planation. I was expecting him to try to avoid the spikes by swerving off the road then blowing past us but he turned around instead."

"You don't think this Miguel person is going to take him in… you know to protect him from us? If Miguel is then that would explain the turn around when your friend saw us."

"But did he really see us? I mean I'm sure he did or at least I think so but I believe he was already about to turn when he saw us or that's what it looked like to me."

"Well, whatever this is we've got our orders," said Tatiana. "Natasha might run be she can't hide so what if she runs to Miguel. We've still got to go in and take her out."

"But we have to be smart about it. The center and Igor wouldn't want an international incident over this," said Anatoly as he caught Tatiana's look. "Do Boga vysoko, do Tsarya daleko, God is on high and the Tsar is away… anything can happen. I didn't say we weren't but we're going to have to be smart about how we do it."

"Sestrenka, what did Natasha do to you? You make this sound almost personal? What did she do to your Wheaties?" said Stefan as he looked at Tatiana in the eyes.

"Wheaties? What are Wheaties? What are you talking about? And I'm not your little sister. Are you two forgetting she took out one of my men? I've got a right to want to put her in the ground once and for all."

"Well, you need to get rid of the emotional baggage if you want this done clean and not get caught in the process. We can't very well drive right in behind them through the main gate and put a cap in her when they park then expect to drive right out."

"I love it when you try to talk all gangster… rossiyskaya mafiya," said Stefan as he laughed but Anatoly just shook his head.

"Will you get your head in the game and stop teasing Sestrenka… I mean Tatiana. See you've got me doing it. I'm sorry but we need to be smart about this. When we get to the plantation we take this ring road that leads around the outside wall of the compound. You can see it on the sat image but it's not on the map."

"They probably use it to patrol the perimeter," said Tatiana as she pushed past Stefan. "Aren't you worried we'll run into one of those patrols or be seen on their CCTV. They have to have cameras monitor the outside."

"I think with Chuck's arrival things will become a little chaotic inside the compound and we can use that to our advantage. We can take up positions on the back side before they know we're there. We'll hide the van in the foliage then Stefan and I will sneak inside."

"I should come with you," said Tatiana as she looked up from the tablet at the two of them. "Or I should say I'm coming with whether you like it or not."

"Remember "Do Boga vysoko, do Tsarya daleko, God is on high and the Tsar is away… anything can happen. If you're coming with us you'll need to keep up. One slip up and it's over and when I mean over I mean dead just to be clear."

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Igor sat at his desk trying to go through paper work. Reading after action reports placing them in two piles. There were those ready to be sent over to the Kremlin who was micro managing these days. Then there were those that had to be sent back for a re-write. The re-write pile was quickly outweighing those ready to be passed on.

"What is it?" said Igor as his secretary walked in. The man stopped in his tracks looking at his boss behind his desk as Igor continued to rant. "Has grammar and spelling become personal or don't the rules apply anymore and everyone just makes them up as they go along. I realize ours is an inflected language so there is a certain elasticity in word order but at some point, the rubber band breaks."

"Yes sir, Director," said the man as he stood there in the doorway not knowing whether to come in or turnaround and go back out. However, he had to talk to the director.

"Well?" said Igor as he waited for the man to speak. "Come on out with it. You were the one who came in here. I assume you wanted to tell me something."

"Right… I came in to tell you… well the Americans are on the line and their Director would like to speak with you."

"Good grief, about what? I've been waiting all night for those two idiots to report in and now I've got the Americans barking at my door. I have a bad feeling about this. Patch her through to the monitor in my office and then go get me some tea. Make it strong, I can use a good cup right now."

"Yes Sir, and would you like something to eat with that? Maybe a tea cake or some biscuits?" For the Director naked tea was almost a crime punishable by firing squad so when he said no his secretary had to ask him again.

"I said no and hurry up with that patch. Let's get this over with," said Igor as he opened his desk draw and pulled out a half-eaten package of Walker's finest he'd acquire from an agent who recently returned from the Highlands.

"Butter biscuits and tea… heavenly delight," he said as the monitor in his office flicker then Beckman's image came of the screen. "But first I have to deal with a pain from the other place, chyort."