A/N: I'm really excited to revisit this story. I've kept a lot of things the same, but I am finding little tidbits of new information to put into the writing! It's hard to please everyone, so I'm really just focused on keeping a smooth storyline. Thanks for reviewing and following! Fans really are everything.

-Charahfan44

Emma pulled into the parking lot of the base in a hurry, wanting to get inside and get her team's help to figure out why Rick Pierce was after her. Ryan looked around as he slowly got out of the car.

"Where are we?" He asked.

"Somewhere safe. This is government property; nobody knows it's here except for us."

"I just don't know how my dad became an arms dealer. He's just a normal dad."

"If I knew the answer to that, I'd tell you. All I know is that for some reason, he's trying to kill me. Look Ryan, I can't tell you why your dad is doing this. But I can tell you that I'll protect you and help you figure it out. I know what it's like to have secretive parents."

"Can I trust you?" Ryan looked Emma straight in the eyes. His face was solemn, yet his eyes showed sadness.

"Of course you can. I'll help you figure this out." They entered the side of the building, and took the elevator to the basement level of the abandoned warehouse. Emma entered the main room first, only to find her team waiting for her. Zondra, Carina, and her father were with them.

"You called back up?" Emma looked to Jess.

"Of course we did, we thought you were dead!" The second in command ran to Emma and hugged her tight.

"Dead?"

"The surveillance in your car showed two guys pulling up behind you and then shooting the micro-camera. Like they knew exactly where it was." Clara said.

"What are you talking about? We were shot at by the court at the park."

"We?" Zondra asked. Emma looked behind her right shoulder and noticed Ryan's absence. She looked around the corner to find him leaning against the wall.

"You can come in, you know." She said.

"What if he's a murderer?"

"I hate to break it to you, but I'm sure he's killed before. He's basically a mob leader."

"Thanks."

"Just come in here." Emma took Ryan's hand, and led him into the room.

"Are you crazy? You brought a civilian in here?" Kylie yelled. Emma noticed her father's eagle eye locked on their clasped hands.

"He needs protection."

"Dude, the guy's dad is the evilest arms dealer in the world. I'd say he has enough protection." Kylie retorted.

"You know about my dad?" Ryan asked.

"Duh, he's been our mission for the past two weeks." Jess let slip. Ryan immediately looked to Emma.

"You didn't show up at the Lemur on accident, did you?" He let go of Emma's hand.

"I can explain."

"Can you explain to us how you got away from two armed guys?" Clara interrupted.

"Like I told you, we were at the park. There were three men, and they weren't anywhere near my car. They shot at us from a distance, I don't think they knew Ryan was with me."

"General Jones sent us the footage, Em. Look." Kylie pulled up a video feed on the largest screen in the room. Sure enough, what they had explained was true. Emma watched as two men pulled her car over, shooting the camera after a few seconds. Then it hit her. Hard. She felt her knees buckle, only to be caught by a strong figure.

"What is it?" Chuck held her up.

"That's my car." Emma managed to get out.

"Yeah, we know."

"I wasn't in my car." Emma's eyes started to well with tears, and Chuck realized what she was saying.

"You took mom's car." He said. Emma nodded. "She was in yours."

"They have mom."

"Wait, what?" Clara asked.

"I got into a fight at school and my mom got mad at me so I took her car and she was in mine. Mom is in trouble."

"She'll be okay, little Walker." Carina said.

"Yeah, she's tough. We'll get her back." Zondra added. All Emma could think about was what those men were doing to her mother right about now.

"You seem to have gone through this before." Rick Pierce paced back and forth slowly in front of Sarah. His men had tied her up by her hands, and hung her from a pipe on the ceiling of the warehouse they were in.

"You haven't." Sarah spat back. Rick gestured toward one of his men, who stepped up and punched Sarah yet again. The last time she had been bound like this, was when Daniel Shaw had overthrown Castle on Christmas. Not that she remembered anything from that day, but Chuck had gone over it with her numerous times.

"I don't really think you want to be toying with me right now."

"I know some very powerful people, who will find you and destroy you."

"Is that so?" Rick stood an inch from her face, "Like who?"

"Boss, you might want to come look at this." A guard by the exit voiced. Rick left the room and entered another, and stood behind a man sitting at a lone computer on a very old wooden desk. The walls of the room were a pale yellow, and the floors were an old gray.

"We found the woman's ID and ran it through the system." The man said.

"Okay, and what do you have for me, Tony?" Rick was breathing down Tony's neck.

"She was a CIA Agent for over twenty years."

"What?"

"Yeah, it says here that she was a part of the Intersect Project, and she went through some sort of traumatic event and took a leave of absence for three years."

"Find out what that event was, and tell me as soon as you know."

"You got it, boss."

"Oh, Tony," Rick turned to Tony, "What's her name?"

"Sarah Bartowski, sir."

"Before marriage?"

"Sarah Walker, sir."

"Thanks Tony, I'll be sure to throw in a bonus." Rick left the room and went back to torturing a defenseless Sarah Bartowski. In this moment, she found herself thinking of Chuck, wishing he was here to save her.

"Emma, this isn't your fault." Chuck had taken Emma aside, into a different room than the others. "I'm one-hundred percent sure that she'll be fine."

"You can't say that, Dad." Emma had stopped crying, but was clearly still devastated.

"Yes, I can. Your mother was an amazing spy. I worked with her for seven years, and I still have yet to meet anyone better than her."

"I've seen what she can do, but what if that isn't enough?"

"It is enough," He smiled at Emma, "All we need to do is find her and bring her back." The two heard a knock on the door. Emma looked past her father to see Ryan standing in the doorway.

"Can we talk?" He looked at Emma. Chuck glanced at his daughter, giving her a fatherly gaze.

"Give us a minute dad." She returned his look with reassurance. He took the signal and left, staring Ryan down as he did so.

"I was your mission." Ryan stated, not coming close to Emma.

"Technically speaking, you still are."

"So all of this is fake?"

"No. I mean, I've only known you for a few weeks, but I already care about you more than I should."

"How can I believe that? You're after my dad, and you used me to get to him."

"He got to me first, so that statement doesn't work."

"Emma."

"Ryan." Emma mimicked his bland tone. "Listen to me, I would never do anything to hurt you or use you. I may have in the beginning, but now that I know you it's different." She moved closer.

"Those words are empty." He looked down.

"No, they're full of meaning. I'm serious when I say you mean something to me." She stopped about a half of an inch away from Ryan's face, and lifted his head with her forefinger.

"I just found out that my dad is a murderer, Emma. I can't take any more lies."

"I'm not lying." With that, she pressed her lips against his. He gave into her gesture, and pulled her closer.

"Uh, guys?" Clara coughed. Ryan and Emma jumped apart.

"Uncle Chuck has an idea." She gave Emma a weird look.

'We'll be right there." Emma responded. The two lovebirds collected themselves, then headed to the main room once more.

"I called my team." Chuck said.

"The old team?" Emma asked.

"Yeah, we need all the help we can get."

"Good idea."

"We also talked to Gray, and she's all in. She said she'd help in any way she can." Jess added.

"Good."

"Ready for more good news?" Kylie smiled.

"Always." Emma smiled back.

"Mom had her tracker on her. She wanted one in the charm bracelet I gave her, just in case something were to happen." Chuck jumped in.

"So we know where she is?"

"Kinda. I followed the signal of her bracelet, but Pierce has some sort of cloak on the area. We know where she was right before the signal was cut." Kylie said.

"So we start there."

"We start there." Chuck echoed. The entire team left the base, taking two separate cars. Emma was hell bent on fiding her mother, no matter what the cost.

Sarah had been in and out of consciousness for an hour, and revisited an old memory every time she felt herself slipping away.

"You've been acting weird today. Care to let me in on your secret?" Chuck asked, shoving a forkful of pot roast in his mouth. Sarah had finished dinner before he got home from work, and they were halfway through the meal. Sarah had barely touched the food on her plate, unable to digest the news she had received earlier that day.

"Who says I have a secret?" She forced a smile.

"That completely fake smile does."

"I think we should get a house." Sarah blurted. Chuck started to choke on his food.

"What?"

"I know that we're finally in a good place, but I think we should expand."

"You do remember how long it took us to get to this place, don't you? I barely broke through your wall a second time. You think you're ready for a house?"

"I don't know that I'm ready for any of this." Sarah sighed.

"Then why would you bring it up?"

"Because I'm pregnant, Chuck." Sarah stared straight at her husband, watching his face turn to stone.

"You're…what?"

"Pregnant. And we don't have enough space in this apartment for a kid. We barely have enough space for your game chairs."

"And you just found out today?"

"My doctor's office called. I was feeling weird when I went in so they took a blood test to see if I was anemic or something, and it turns out that I'm pregnant. Three weeks."

"And I thought a house was big…" Chuck trailed.

"Please just tell me we're going to be okay." Sarah felt a lump in her throat.

"Hey," Chuck got up from his seat and crouched next to his wife, taking her hands in his. "We are going to be great. This kid has some pretty awesome parents." He smiled.

"You're right."

"Of course I'm right." He laughed, causing Sarah to do the same.

"I do love you, Chuck Bartowski."

"I love you too, Sarah." The two shared a simple yet truly meaningful kiss, and started to prepare for the arrival of their first child.

The tiny road that Sarah's signal had emanated from was desolate and dark, surrounded by trees and dirt. No people, no cars, not even the faint croak of frogs and whistle of crickets could be seen or heard.

"We've searched the whole area, nothing's here. Mom isn't here." Emma tucked her hands into the pockets of her black leather jacket.

"We can't give up, Em. I won't give up. She's saved me too many times to count, and I will not stop searching until I find her." Chuck replied to his daughter's statement.

"Dad, you don't get it!" Emma raised her voice, "We can't find her! When are you going to realize that? She's gone."

"Whoa, Walker Junior, calm down. You don't know who could be listening." Carina and Zondra appeared from the left.

"Nobody is listening. There's nothing here." Emma repeated.

"I wouldn't say that. Look what I found." Casey and Morgan, who had met the team at the site, appeared from the right, and Casey held up Sarah's phone to the father/daughter duo. Emma's eyes immediately focused on the faint gray iPhone 5s.

"Casey, where did you find that?" Chuck asked, taking the phone from his old partner.

"About a mile in." He replied with a glimpse of pride and excitement. Emma had never known Casey to be a happy person, but she had only met him a few times before as he lived quite far away with Gertrude Verbanski.

"We had your team stay where we found it." Morgan looked to Emma.

"Still want to give up?" Chuck looked to his daughter.

"Never." Emma smiled at her father and then followed the others into the woods.