Don't own Chuck

Sarah and Silvia worked through two pots of coffee and still nothing. They couldn't find the host satellite anywhere. Langley and Fort Meade looked for it but they came up empty handed too. The only thing that was certain was that it had been there over Costa Gravas but after that it seemed to disappear. The only thing Silvia could think of was that they moved it then placed it in dormant mode. Sarah watched over her shoulders to make sure Silvia didn't try anything but as the night turned to morning she realized she needed to get back to Sam.

"Listen, I need to make a run back to the apartment and check on my daughter," said Sarah. "Can I trust you here by yourself?"

"Go she wasn't looking to well last night. Hopefully by the time you come back I should have something. They must have changed my codes and put it in sleep mode that's why it's not responding. I haven't given up yet though."

"Good because a lot rides on that so you need to stay with it. Do you want me to bring you something back?"

"A pastry would be nice just as long as it isn't the half eaten one your daughter was carrying around in her pocket."

"Beggars can't be choosers," said Sarah as she got hit by a sudden wave of nausea. She had to sit down for a moment and wait for it to pass.

"The other day in the jungle I would've sold my soul for a glass of water but then again that's how I ended up there."

"And now you've got a chance to redeem yourself," said Sarah as the nausea passed. "We've all made stupid mistakes."

"What's this? No callous comments, no snappy remarks you almost make me think you're sincere. By the way you're looking a little green around the gills."

"Let's just call it an olive branch but the branch can be a club if you try anything," said Sarah as she headed for the door.

"Now that was what I expected to hear. And you might try a little water with lemon I hear that's supposed to help with morning sickness."

Sarah left then Silvia sent out a ping to the Satellite. This was a backdoor that only she knew and a way that would hopefully tell her where to look. It didn't take long for her ping to generate a response.

"There you are. Someone put you over the Antarctic masking your signal like a weather satellite," said Silvia as she looked around.

"Do I or don't I," she said to herself as she pulled out a phone she picked up the night before. One of the mercs sent to kill her had dropped it in the fight with Chuck and Sarah. It came scooting across the floor at her like it was meant to come to her. Now the question in her head was should she use it. She did owe Marcus for saving her life. She took a deep sigh then turned on the phone.

"Maybe you'll be password protected," she said as the phone came on. No there was no password so she took that as a second sign and she dialed Marcus' number. The number went through she heard the click as he answered.

"Hello, who is this and how did you get my number?" It was Marcus' voice she heard on the other end. Emotions got the best of her as she started to tear up.

"It's me Marcus, Silvia. I don't have much time but people will tell you I'm dead but as you can tell I'm not. It was the only way to throw Hydra off my trail," she said and she heard him sigh on the other end. "Listen you did me a favor telling me to get out now I'm doing the same. Leave that SOB Frank and get out of there. We can meet up somewhere and be together just the two of us."

"I can't right now," said Marcus as he looked around. "I'll be missed and there's no place to run to... but okay. Keep this phone with you and I'll call you with a time and place we can meet. We're really going to do this then."

"Yes just let me know and I'll be there," said Silvia as she hung up. Now she had even more incentive to work. She began to write strings of code sending pieces to the satellite bits at a time so whoever was monitoring it wouldn't realize until the end that they had lost control.

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The Hi Fly flight landed in Mount Pleasant then the passengers picked up their baggage forming a queue to clear customs. The customs agent was as pleasant as the airport ushering people in then checking bags before sending them on their way. Everyone was told to have their passports and baggage ready for inspection.

"Passport please," said the man. "Are you here for work or for pleasure Mrs…" The man looked at Norma's last name and stopped. "Mrs. Hammaspeikko," he finally got out.

"Sonny at my age pleasure is my work. I'm going to East Falkland to stay with friends for a little while. They have a boat we'll be living on."

"Oh very nice but this really isn't the boating season. Winter will be on us soon and the seas get pretty rough."

"We're going to stay in port near Hill Cove. They're wintering over there and I wanted to get away from London. We talked about doing some day trips depending on the weather."

"That sounds nice. I've got just a few questions for you then I can send you on your way. Do you have any unprocessed plant material including everything in the nature of a plant and flowers? To include fruits, vegetables, plants, shrubs, tubers, bulbs, nuts, seeds, leaves, cuttings, sprigs, bark and cut flowers."

"Just this apple they gave us on the plane. There was just too much food for me. I'm not used to eating that much in a meal."

"I'm sorry but I'm going to have to confiscate it because it has seeds and it might have parasites or bacteria that could be harmful to the native flora."

"My goodness, all that from my apple go ahead and take it. I really didn't want it to begin with I just didn't want to waste food.

"Thank you for being understanding, now do you have any uncooked foods of animal origin? Or dairy foods such as milk, butter, cheese, yoghurts and milk puddings; eggs, including eggshells?" The woman shook her head no.

"I see you like to knit," said the man holding up her knitting needles. "You know these could be counted at deadly knives and other killing weapons."

"What and that would make me what some sort of deadly assassin? I think young man you've been reading too many Agatha Christie novels."

"You would make a nice Miss Marple, but then you wouldn't be the knitting needle assassin," said the man as they both laughed

"I'm sorry just one more question and I have to ask because I can see your yarn. Do you have any unprocessed items of animal origin such as wood, feathers, hides, leather, wool, bone or any other biological product? Soil or any articles containing soil?"

"My yarn I bought from the store down the street from my house in London. I can prove it I have a receipt in my purse."

"There's just one more, I know I said the last one was the last but I have to ask this and you can nod your head. All the medicines you brought were prescribed to you?"

"I know it looks like I'm carrying a chemist with me but unfortunately they're all mine. I can also tell you what they all are and what they were prescribed for."

"No that's all right; I'll take your word for it. Have a pleasant holiday and I hope you enjoy your stay here with us," said the officer as he stamped her passport then handed it back. Paul and Larry met her on the other side of customs. Larry grabbed her bag as Paul walked her to their plane, a BN-2 Islander operated by FIGAS, that was waiting for them.

"I'm sorry this is a no frills flight but we'll have you in Fox Bay soon," said Paul as he noticed that she almost had his scarf done. "You're fast with those needles but wouldn't it be easier if you didn't wear the gloves?"

"Maybe but in my day a proper lady never exposed her hands in public. Nowadays you see a lot more than just hands. When we arrive where did you two say you were heading to?"

"We can take you as far as Hill Cove. Where your friends are anchored I'm sorry, I overheard you tell the customs agent that you were meeting friends on a boat."

"Yes they're anchored in Byron Sound. I'll contact them when we land and have them come and get me," said Norma. "I don't want to bother you anymore."

"No, no bother you can ride with us to Hill Cove," said Paul turning to Larry who had headphones on and was tuned out as usual. "I could use the company if you know what I mean."

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Frank walked in unannounced with armed guards into the holding cell. The General thought at first he'd come for her and she was sure this was her time but instead of her Frank wanted the Captain and his Russian shipmates to come with him. Neither Captain Primack nor the General liked this but Frank had his men point weapons at them and threatened to execute them all on the spot if they didn't follow him.

"Frank, you hurt them, I mean any of them and so help me I swear I'll make you my pet project. I won't rest until I have you and when I say have you there won't be a trial or a jury. There'll only be you, me and a world of pain."

"Is that supposed to make me afraid or to quake in my boots? Oh no the General's going to be mad at me. If I were you I'd worry about what's in store for you. I just got notified the Tooth Fairy has landed at Fox Bay which is about a four hour drive from here."

"Why didn't you tell me," said Marcus. "I should take a vehicle and go pick him up. We can't have him waiting."

"First it's a she not a he and secondly she said she had transportation lined up. Whatever that meant but we need to get this loading done. Captain, follow me and have your men march single file after us." Frank took the Captain and his men back to their submarine. One of Petr's men yelled down to him when they saw them approaching.

"Captain Lieutenant, you need to get up here right now. The Captain and the men are coming back with that American."

"What? He never said anything to me about bringing them back onboard. Crap I hate this guy," said Petr as he ran up the ladder topside then met them on the pier. "Frank, what's going on? You never said anything... I mean I thought we had an understanding?"

"We do but the way you bellyached about loading your boat I thought I'd come up with a compromise. These people are sitting around all day in the holding cell doing nothing so I thought why can't they load your sub for you. They know the boat, you speak the same language and all you've got to do is provide security so they don't get out of hand."

"Actually that's not a bad idea and I do appreciate your efforts to come up with a compromise that would be good for both of us."

"The problem is I'm not going to help you," said the Captain. "You can shoot me if you want but my people aren't helping you do anything. The first person who does will be court martialed as a traitor to the Federation."

"Well this is on you Captain," said Frank as he drew his pistol and pointed at the Captain's head but as Primack thought he was dead Frank turned the weapon and shot a Seaman standing with the rest of them men. He dropped dead on the pier.

"He's dead," said one of the Chiefs that ran to check on the seaman. He'd been one of his men. "You.." growled the Chief as he started to charge Frank but his shipmates held him back.

"If you try that again I'll kill you too without hesitation. Now Captain who would you like me to kill next or are you willing to listen to reason now?"

"Very well we'll load but there'll be a day when the table will turn and then you'll be mine. Starting with you Petr the traitor you're at the top of my list."

"Idle threats my friend don't scare anyone," said Petr as he motioned for his men to take charge of the prisoners."

"I'm not your friend and they aren't idle," said the Captain as a man pushed him along.

"Well I can see you guys have a lot to get caught up on. The truck should be here soon so we can get this done. That guest I told you will be here soon too so once we get loaded up we can leave," said Frank then he started to walk back over to where they left their car.

"Frank, I just got called saying that second truck is ready to be picked up. If we had it we could get done in half the time."

"Good, it looks like things are finally coming together," said Frank as they heard a loud splash behind them someone had thrown the dead seaman's body in the Sound. Marcus turned and looked for a few seconds then turned back.

"I can take one of the drivers and run him to the mechanic's shop to pick it up that way we wouldn't lose two drivers and it seems everything is handled here."

"You're right it is... Okay go for it. I don't know how to tell you this but I got word a little while ago that a wet team called in saying they had executed the hit on Silvia. I think we can lay this whole thing to rest now between us and move on. Marcus you stay with me and we'll go places together."

"Yes Boss I'm here by your side."

"Boss I like that," said Frank. "Just drop me off at the office then grab a driver but tell him no Subway runs. Idiot got stuck in a snow storm last time."

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Sarah went down to the suite to find everyone was already up and running. Breakfast had been brought already and there wasn't a lot left to choose from. There was a half a Nutella croissant with the inside missing. She thought about taking it to Silvia, but she decided to play nice and grabbed a couple apple turnovers.

"Do I have to ask what happened to this," said Sarah as she held up the pastry in question. "I take it my sick bunny is feeling better."

"Where's daddy at? Aunt Ellie and Uncle Awesome told me he and you were working and he had to go away. When will he be back?"

"That's right Sweetie, there's a problem that he and Uncle Casey have to take care of and it's something only they can do. Remember we talked about this," said Sarah as she motioned for Sam to come sit next to her on the couch. "Remember our family secret," whispered Sarah in Sam's ear.

"I need to go back to work but I'll be back for lunch. Ellie, I'll talk to the Gunny and ask him to have a Marine go with you guys so you can go to the open air market.

"Oh can we!" said Clara. "We can go visit that man, old Carlo, Tía Hortencia's friend who has the candy that we liked."

"I can see last night is long past. You know if you two keep this up you're going to make the dentist and the tooth fairy happy. Sarah, are you sure it's safe?"

"I don't see why not and you'll have an escort. If anything comes up he can call me and I'll bring a security detail out for you guys but that won't happen."

"Question, how is everyone sleeping," asked Devon. "I know that sounds kind of crazy as a question but I think I might be suffering from PTSD. Last night I thought I heard a battle outside the apartment. It sounded like it came from the hallway."

"I slept with Sam," said Ellie. "We didn't hear anything. She slept through the night and when I finally got to sleep so did she."

"I wouldn't worry about it Devon, it'll go away," said Sarah. "I heard some cats fighting maybe that was what you heard? They knocked over somethings and made a real mess."

"Yeah, that must've been it but it sounded so real so... I don't know like one of those Chuck Norris movies."

"Come on Devon what could happen inside the Embassy," said Ellie. Sarah just smiled and nodded her head. If she told them what really had happened they would've been on the next flight back to the States. She felt bad about what she was doing but she needed them to watch Sam for her while she helped Chuck.

"Oh crap, Chuck," said Sarah. "I really need to get back to work. Sam, I'm sorry if I've got to run and please remember not too many sweets. Guys, I'll stop by the Gunny and arrange that escort if you want to get ready."

They all agreed then Sarah kissed Sam and Clara before leaving to get back to the vault. She grabbed the pastries then headed out. Once she got there she went inside apologizing as she entered.

"I'm sorry it took longer than I thought I had to stop by the Gunny to arrange for..." she stopped in midsentence the vault was empty Silvia was gone. "Crap now what?" she said as she started to hit the button for lock down when she heard a knock at the door. Sarah went over looked at the monitor and there was Silvia standing outside.

"Sorry..." she started to say but Sarah cut her off.

"Get your butt in here. What do you mean wandering off? You know if the wrong people see you they'll put that hit back on you."

"I'm sorry but I was hungry and you were taking too long so I ran to the canteen and got a grilled cheese. Do you want a bite? It's actually pretty good not to greasy like they are sometimes."

"I brought back two apple turnovers," said Sarah as she tried to calm herself down. This wasn't doing her any good."

"Thanks, maybe later. Well I found our missing satellite. It's in sleep mode over the Antarctic. I've been up loading strings of programming and when the time comes we can take control but if we act too soon wherever flight control is at they'll be able to fight back. We should wait until it's a done deal and then we can completely lock them out."

"Good but the way you say it there's a catch," said Sarah and from Silvia's look she was right. Something also told her she wasn't going to like it. "Spit it out or spit out teeth which do you prefer."

"And I thought we'd gotten past threats."

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The C-130, that Casey and Chuck were flying on cut through the night air. The ride became bumpy as they entered a storm and the cloud cover closed in around them. The Premier got called up to the cockpit then he came back a few minutes late.

"My pilot wanted me to try to talk you two out of this. He said the jump was too dangerous and there is a good possibility that you both could end up in the Sound instead of on dry land. Visibility is almost nil you can't even see your hand in front of your face."

"Good that way they won't see us coming. Don't worry about us we know what we're doing," said Chuck. Casey gave him a look

"Tell me we do Chuck. You know I'd hate to have to take an ice water bath when I didn't need it," said Casey but in the end but he knew they had no other choice.

"Trust me John, we've got this."

"Well I hope you do, because there's no room for error here but I thought you would say that so I told the pilot to give us a yellow light when we're ten minutes out."

"Good but if you don't mind I'll take a smoke off you," said Casey. The Premier laughed then handed him one.

"You come back safe and sound John Casey and I'll give you a box of my finest," said the Premier as the yellow light came on. "I think you're up."

"Premier strap yourself in I'd hate for you to get sucked out the back with us. Not with everything we've gone through."

"So would I, hasta la revolucion," yelled the Premier as the hydraulic arms began to lower the gate and the frigid wind whipped around inside. Both Chuck and Casey jumped in unison.

The pilot was right visibility was zero and as Chuck fell he could only hope that the GPS coordinates he was getting were correct. He used his altimeter to know when to pull the chord but as he was about to he suddenly thought what if Casey was close to him. Their chutes would get tangled then both would plummet to their deaths. He broke a little left then popped his chute no Casey. He breathed a little easier when he felt land under his feet.

"As usual," said Casey as he ran over to help him with his chute. "You're off target. Why did you break left anyway?"

"I was afraid our chutes would get tangled and I knew you'd never go left."

"Maybe when hell freezes over," said Casey as he set up Sat communications letting everyone know the Eagle had landed.