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"WHAT?!" sputtered a befuddled Chuck.

Sarah looked at him. "Chuck, I already have repeated that line seven times."

Finding a patience she was not known for, she repeated, " Your offer letter states in simple terms that you are going to trained as a field agent, and you will be on the CIA payroll. You will have the same authorization level as them and the same perks."

"But-but-but-" He tried to remember how to breathe.

"Sarah, I dont know the A of becoming an agent! Sure, Im Mr. Intersect and all but I cant do all that stuff you and Casey can pull!"

"Chuck, you will be trained. I dont know why you are so worried. It's a great opportunity for you to grow and you are no longer just an asset or the Intersect."

"I dont know if Im ready for this" he said softly.

"You know, Sarah. Whatever happened that day was probably the right thing and all, and we saved millions but Im still human, y'know?

It gnaws at me everyday to think I killed a human being. To think I just pulled a trigger, and finished off 30-35 years off someone's life just like that. It's an amazingly terrible power you hold, when you have a gun.

Of course I am glad to know that my actions ensured your safety but I dont know.." he paused.

"I dont know if I can be as rational or cold-blooded as Casey" Chuck said.

"You dont need to be, Bartowski" spoke Casey as he entered the room through the window.

Chuck looked at him warily. "Bartowski, It's a fact. An agent's life is no child's game and yes, you have to kill people sometimes but I know you will not end up like me as long as you remember every day when you wake up, what is the purpose of your deeds."

Casey gave a half-smile and said, "Chuck, this is your moment to do good for yourself and the others out there. Today, you become more than just a database."

Chuck smiled, " Who knew I could get advice from you Casey? You know, I might just accept that offer, Sarah."

Then Chuck turned towards the kitchen and soon came back with three glasses filled with wine.

"To the greater good." Casey toasted.

The other two nodded their acquiescence and drank to it.

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Next day, 6:00 AM - Casey's apartment

"We are extremely glad to hear your unconditional agreement to the offer, Mr. Bartowski" spoke Director Graham.

"It is my honor to accept such a generous offer, Sir."

Graham nodded, and spoke, " You will be starting your training tomorrow under a former CIA agent, Mr. Roan Montgomery. He will teach and train you in all the necessary skills that will be required by you."

"Under these special conditions, your training span will be around 3 months, after which you will be pronounced a field agent."

"But, till then Agent Walker will be living with you in a separate apartment so as to reduce interference from civilians and you will continue working at the Buymore."

Chuck exchanged looks with Sarah. "Ah, there is a little development nobody here is aware of, Sir."

Graham gave a startled look, "What?"

"Err. On a whim, I submitted my game's demo to Rockstar Games and they have offered me 2.5 million for all rights to the game's complete coding, so I resigned from the Buymore."

Chuck squirmed, expecting a reaming but instead, Director Graham cracked a rare smile. " That makes things a lot easier. So, you'll be working from home which provides a better cover to your training and moving out of your old apartment."

"Well, I think that covers it" and the screen went black.

Sarah remained standing there, fuming as to how the CIA had indefinite say in messing up her life. It was already hard to be professional with Chuck, but to stay 24 hours a day with him - she shuddered.

She was happy for Chuck as he was finally moving away from his dead-end job at the Buymore but she wondered if he was ready to handle these radical changes in his life..

She sighed.

A concerned voice broke her chain of thoughts, "Sarah, are you okay?"

One look at him, and her demeanor instantly melted. She smiled.

"Im really happy to know about your success, Chuck"

Chuck, uncomfortable with discussing his laurels and not ready to tackle the issue, changed the subject.

"So we are gonna be living-in, huh?" Chuck spoke in exaggerated tones, making the i's sound like e's.

Sarah smiled at hearing his veiled sarcasm and ignored the abrupt change of subject.

"I dont even want to try and depress myself by thinking of tomorrow's upcoming fiasco." Chuck grinned.

"So, let's go and see the apartment, shall we?"

Sarah nodded and the doors to a new road opened.