A/N: The first time around, a lot of readers hated this storyline, and I'm sorry to say that I'm keeping it the same. If you don't want to read it, then don't. But for those of you who enjoy this story, I promise a good outcome. I'm not sure of the exact way this will end, but I know it will be more satisfying than the finale we got from Schwartz and Fedak. Anyway, this is a shorter chapter, but it's full of storyline! As always, thanks for sticking with me.

-Charahfan44

"The world is smaller than we think, isn't it?" Rick Pierce had appeared in front of Sarah yet again. Her arms ached, her head was throbbing, and she couldn't see out of her bloodied left eye.

"What are you talking about?" She croaked.

"You can speak? Obviously my men haven't done a good enough job of torturing you, Sarah." He narrowed his eyes at the woman in front of him.

"How do you know my name?" She asked.

"You know, my plan was to take your daughter. It seems as though she's been spending a lot of time with my son. But, I was fortunate enough to get you instead," He smiled, "You're a much better target."

"Why don't you quit playing with your words, and tell me what you're planning on doing." Sarah spat. Pierce got close to her, close enough that the tip of his nose touched hers.

"You took my wife away from me, and it just so happens that I know an old acquaintance of yours who can take you away from your husband and children as well. Payback is a bitch." He growled.

"I haven't been a field agent for nineteen years, how is it that I could've taken your wife?"

"You tell me." Pierce's voice was filled with hatred. Sarah thought hard, trying to remember her past, and then it hit her. Her mission had been to kill Pierce, not his wife. Emma was only a year old at the time, and Beckman needed Sarah for one last mission. She hadn't told Chuck of her assignment, she had only tried to make it quick and painless. Beckman warned her of Pierce, telling her that he had the ability to track every agent in the CIA/NSA/FBI etc. Sarah's mission had been to eliminate the threat, however someone had seen her. His wife took the bullet for him, and in that moment all Sarah could think of is how she would do the same for Chuck.

"I'm sorry." Was all she could say.

"Yeah, well, it seems as though you were the intersect at one point."

"How do you know that?"

"I have some very talented IT guys." He said, "And it turns out Nicholas Quinn was involved." Pierce paced back and forth in front of her with his hands clasped together in front of his chest. Sarah had worked so hard to get her memories back and create new ones with Chuck. It hadn't been easy, but she could see where Pierce was going. All at once, she tried to bring back every possible memory she could think of, because she knew she was about to lose them all again.

"He's dead."

"Oh yes, you made sure of that. But, it just so happens that his brother Marcus is alive and well."

"What does that have to do with any of this?"

"We found him and brought him here." The door behind Pierce opened and a pudgy man stepped into the dark room. "Thank you so much for joining us, Mr. Quinn."

"My pleasure. Nicholas would want me to be here, avenging his death in person." Marcus replied smugly, stepping out of the shadows. He looked almost exactly like his brother. The small eyes, greasy hair, and crooked smile matched those of his deceased sibling.

"You see, Nicholas suppressed your memories before, and Marcus is here to give them back." Pierce stated.

"Why would you do that?" Sarah asked. Maybe he was going to give them back and then kill her?

"Because Agent Walker, they're going to override your existing memories." Quinn pulled out the all too familiar intersect glasses, a pair that he had obviously recreated. Sarah replayed every moment with Emma, Jack, and Jenny in her head. Making birthday cakes with Chuck, Saturday morning pancakes, late night snuggles. She was about to lose everything, and she knew that Emma was going to blame herself. There was nothing she could do but try and fight back.

"There it is!" Emma was excited. The team found an abandoned warehouse on the satellite surveillance, and it wasn't too far off from where Sarah's phone had been dropped. The large team had found a place to hide behind some trees and bushes.

"We need to go in steadily, we have no idea who or what is in there." Chuck replied.

"Bartowski! Look!" Casey pointed out two figures exiting the building.

"Guards?" Sierra asked the very old but very built man.

"Definitely, they're carrying weapons." Carina noticed.

"We need to split up." Emma said.

"What?" Chuck looked to his daughter.

"She's right." Zondra voiced, "We'll be less easy to target if we all go separate ways. Good thinking, Emma."

"So who is going with who?" Morgan piped up. Everyone looked at him. "What?"

"Morgan, we're going to need someone to watch out here for us." Chuck gave him a sympathetic look. "I would do it too, and leave the shooting to the pros, but that's my wife."

"I'll stay with him." Sierra said. "Just be careful, Em." The team had to take out about seven guards before entering the building. Zondra and Carina went to the back, Chuck and Casey went to the west side, and Emma and Ryan had taken the front entrance. Ryan looked nervous, but he was holding the gun Emma had given him correctly.

"You didn't have to come in." Emma said to him while keeping her gun up and her eyes alert.

"Yeah I did. This is your mom Emma, and I can help." He replied. They followed a long hallway and took a few right and left turns, before they came upon a large black door.

"Stay behind me." Emma warned.

"I was planning on doing that already." Ryan laughed nervously. Emma opened the door with ease, and felt as though they were being set up. This was too easy. She looked around the room and saw empty chairs and computers placed around tables and desks.

"Emma, look." Ryan's voice sounded from behind her.

"It's a file on my mom." Emma looked at the computer screen Ryan had pointed out. Suddenly, they heard voices from the hallway.

"Emma, hide." Ryan said suddenly.

"What? What about you?" She asked.

"Just hide!" He whispered. She hid behind a desk to the left of Ryan, and watched in horror as he stayed in front of the door. When it opened, she expected to see him drop to the floor with blood pooling around his body, but he didn't move. She heard no gunshots or punches. Instead she heard a father talking to his son in disbelief.

"Ryan?" Rick Pierce had stepped into the room, followed by what seemed to be his team of hackers and tech men.

"Dad, what is this place?" Ryan asked.

"How did you get here?" Rick evaded his question.

"I followed you." Ryan positioned himself to the other side of the room, hoping his father would follow. He wanted Emma to get out of the room. She got the idea. As soon as Rick and his team were away from the door, she booked it. She was about to use her watch and earpiece to tell her father to abort, when she noticed an odd looking door. She opened it carefully, unsure of what was behind it. Emma's eyes widened as she saw her mother in the middle of the room. The older blonde was strung up in a dirty cement room, tied to a pipe. Sarah was hard to recognize at first, as her face had been beaten and her body was more frail than usual. Emma stopped dead in her tracks.

"You're okay!" Emma rushed over to her mother. She used the knife hidden behind her back to cut the rope on her mother's wrists. "I'm so sorry, I know we should've been here sooner, but it was hard to find you."

"We?" Sarah asked. She rubbed her hands when they were finally free.

"Yeah, the whole team is here." Emma replied.

"Chuck?"

"Yeah, of course he's here. Let's just get you out, okay?" Emma said. Sarah's mind snapped into gear.

"Do you have an extra gun?" She asked her daughter.

"No, this is all I have with me. And I only have half a mag left. Just stay behind me." Emma started to lead the two out of the building, and Sarah couldn't help but wonder why Chuck and Casey had recruited such a young girl to help them. She seemed to be fresh out of spy candidate school, probably around sixteen years old. She would be sure to ask Chuck as soon as she saw him again. It felt like she hadn't seen her husband in years, when in reality it had only been a few days since Quinn had taken her on the bullet train. On the way out of the building, the only thing she could think of is how she would apologize to Chuck for not staying in the compartment. Thank god he hadn't done something extreme to her, and that Chuck was here to save her before he did.

"Chuck!" Sarah erupted from the entrance of the building.

"Sarah." Chuck sighed and smiled, running towards her. He gently took her face in his hands. "Are you okay?"

"I ran into her after we found this weird room." Emma said.

"Where's the kid?" Casey asked.

"He's having a…..family reunion." Emma told the team.

"Let's give them a second." Carina said. The team separated themselves from Chuck and Sarah.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Chuck asked.

"I'm fine, really. I've gone through much worse torturing tactics." Sarah chuckled. Chuck smiled at his wife.

"You know, Emma has been beating herself up. She thinks this is her fault." Chuck explained.

"Is that the girl?" Sarah asked.

"What?"

"I was meaning to ask you why you put such a young girl up to this. You and Casey couldn't do it alone?" Sarah had just started to notice the gray flecks in his hair, and the wrinkles in his smile. He seemed much older than he had just a few days before.

"What are you talking about? You know who Emma is, right?" Chuck started to worry.

"Sure, she's the agent you hired to help get me back."

"Sarah…Emma is our daughter."

"We don't have a daughter." Sarah scoffed. "I know we talked about this on the train, but I don't think I'm ready quite yet."

"What train?"

"The bullet train. Quinn, Intersect, Quinn taking me…" Sarah frowned at him.

"Are you saying you think we just saved you from Quinn?"

"Well, yeah. You did."

"Sarah, that was almost twenty years ago." Chuck stared at his wife. What the hell had this guy just done to her?