Hello all, here is another installment. Thanks for those who have left reviews and for those who are patience with me. Summer is not a good time to sit and write but I managed. I decided to break this final chapter, yes final chapter into two. For those who are familiar with my work this is nothing new.
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Chapter 9 – No rest in Peace
The team had their share of surprises when it came to Intel being displayed on computers and TV screens, but this time it was different, it was personal. Each taking their turns looking at the disbelief then looking at each other to get a glimpse of what each of their faces was expressing. Though they couldn't determine exactly what each were thinking, they knew enough from experience that they had just opened up a whole lots of trouble. With this new Intel, Team B knew that this nightmare was coming to an end; even though it wasn't supposed to be a mission in the first place. It wasn't assigned, authorized nor brought to their attention by Beckman. It was Meriweather's sick way of getting rid of the team for his own selfish gain.
Firstly, Chuck being sent to a bunker under false pretenses secondly Sarah getting pregnant and thirdly Casey saying goodbye to the best team that he had ever worked with, made Chuck's head spin on top of what he was looking at now. Chuck looked at Sarah, he knew she had to sit down or he would himself. Sarah fell back into the closest chair and grabbed Chuck's hand and squeezed it. "So what do we do now?"
Chuck just stood there. Casey spoke up. "We can do a CIA/NSA maybe even a NCIS search."
Chuck and Sarah knew that Casey just had to keep busy. "I know a few guys that owe me a favour or two. If this is a Navy issue and not one of a CIA, out of respect wouldn't they want to know about it?"
As Casey went to make the call Chuck grabbed his arm. "Not now."
Casey looked over his shoulder. "And why not!"
"I want to make sure we know exactly who these men are. One or all of these men took five months of our lives and whatever else out of my head. And I don't want some hot shot NCIS or Naval officer taking over and leaving us with nothing."
Sarah smiled at the forcefulness of Chuck's determination. Casey noticed it too. Chuck had come along way and the veteran spies couldn't be happier.
Chuck ran the pictures through old CIA files and hacked into the Naval archives. As he searched he flashed on several leads that gave Sarah and Casey something to do. Chuck leaned back and raised his arms behind his head and roughly scratched the back of his head. Needing a break he pushed himself away from the screens and walked over to the kitchen. Pouring himself a cup of coffee he turned to face the woman he loved and Casey. For a brief moment he wondered what his life would have been like if he didn't escape from the bunker. What would life be like for Sarah and Casey, what would it be like without them. As his thoughts were on other things, he didn't noticed Sarah standing in front of him. Grabbing his cup she took a small sip. She had limited her coffee intake since she hearing that she was pregnant but Chuck's coffee was always sweeter and tastier than hers. And the fact that it was his cup and that he was there in person and not in some bunker or even worse made her heart flutter. Chuck smiled and took the cup from her hand and placed it on the counter. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight, still thinking about the 'what if's'. Nestling, Sarah rested her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.
Guadeloupe
Sergio walked down to the beach with a set of high tech binoculars. Alexis watched from the balcony. Sergio scanned the waters looking for the right place to set out for later that afternoon. He felt that going out closer to dark would lessen the onlookers and nosey boaters. Sergio jotted down his findings and walked back to Alexis waiting there with a glass of wine. Sergio kissed her hard and sat down staring at the lightest blue hue of the ocean. As they enjoyed the quietness it was quickly interrupted with a call from Will.
Alexis put her glass down and answered her phone. Sergio sat up when Alexis's toned changed from concern to that of agitation. Alexis waited till it was her turn to speak.
"Do what you have to. We need one more day maybe more, we just arrived and we are heading out tonight. With what you have given us we should locate the sub by week's end. Tell Thomas that the subs are on there way. By the time we are done, he won't need them." Alexis slightly smirking.
Alexis motioned for Sergio to grab a pen and some paper. Sergio got up and walked into the room and returned with a pen and some paper. Alexis fitted the phone securely to her ear and lifted her shoulder a bit to hold the cell as she wrote down the latest coordinates.
"My dad and Nick will be here in a few days and we'll head to Ascension when they arrive. We need you out here as well. Marcello and Meriweather can fall on their own sword; you don't need to go down with them."
"Ok thanks for the update, see you soon."
Alexis put the phone down and stared at the coordinates.
"This is it."
Sergio scooted over and took the paper from her. "Yes it will be. Do I dare ask what that call was about?"
Alexis grabbed her glass and folded her legs beside her as she settled in the arms of Sergio. "Not right now."
Sergio tapped her glass and took a sip and laid his head back on the cushions.
Libya
Will slipped his phone back into his pocket and continued to look busy. Meriweather and especially Marcello left him alone when he was at his computer so he didn't feel threaten but Thomas on the other hand was starting not to trust anyone especially Will. He kept close eyes on Will, but couldn't put his finger on the reason why he distrusted the boy. He wasn't as crafty and conniving as Marcello and Meriweather were. He was an analyst with the CIA that got roped into this fiasco of digging up the past. (A past that yes, would make everyone rich but at what cost?) Maybe it was the father in him that felt the way he did towards Will but no one should exploit another for pure gain. And there was no chance that they would find what they were looking for and if they did would the sub provide them with what they needed.
La Havana
Chuck sat at the computer once again as his search finally paid off. Chuck took a deep breath as the identities of the four men became evident. Chuck wasn't surprised when he found out that Meriweather was one of the four men but what got the team were the identities of the two lesser known men. Once Chuck flashed, the picture identified the young seamen as Petty Officer Francis Slattery aka Nick Jones and Petty Officer Joseph Underwood aka Casper Hilton. The last seaman was identified as Chester Buchanan.
Chuck got very quiet as Casey and Sarah were somewhat excited but as Sarah looked at Chuck who she assumed would be ecstatic, she knew something wasn't right. She knew he hadn't flashed so it had to be something else. Chuck didn't know what to say but he knew that he had to come clean with his dreams that he had been having or better yet his nightmares. But instead he put on his poker face and agreed with the team that they had made a huge break. Sarah didn't buy it but she knew that he would eventually come to her. Chuck typed away revealing the info that the Navy had on them. As he found new Intel Casey added the info to the wall. One piece of Intel that made this whole thing make sense was the fact that Joseph Underwood's daughter was the one and only Alexis White.
Casey taped the piece of paper to the wall and turned around. "So Alexis being Casper's daughter that explains how they have always been one step ahead of us this whole time. Using CIA resources and whatever they got out of your head they could already know the location of the sub. She hooks up with Sergio who is or was her CI; they stake out the West Indies, Alexis teams up with Meriweather, shares her Intel. He spills your secret. They bring in Thomas Hardy who has ties in telecommunications and Marcello's money the perfect score."
Casey walks back towards Chuck. "Your right Casey but we don't know what they took out of Chuck's head and if it is of any good to them. "
"Sarah's right Casey, if they managed to get codes or files out of my head, only I can decipher them unless they have some computer whiz who can…" Chuck wheeled back to the computer and did a search on Will.
"Casey remember Will?"
"Yeah the one who reminded me of you?"
"Who's Will?"
Chuck was too distracted to answer so Casey told her.
"And you think that he could decipher what they took out of your head?"
"Yes. They had to be looking for the USS Scorpion for some time and anyone can have access to the public files. Most of that story is public knowledge; it's also a book that I saw on the table in the security room. Once you have an idea where to look you can limited your search or be specific in what data you want to retrieve. So if Will was able to retrieve what Meriweather wanted or already knew was in there it wouldn't take long. There were several sessions so who knows how much data was collected the only problem is that whoever created the Intersect knew that files could one day be collected if they got in the wrong hands. But any data would just look like Swiss cheese or random files names."
"Unless you had…..I feel that there's a big BUT in there."
"Casey if Will is as smart as I think he is. They could be sitting on the USS Scorpion as we speak. With a few selected keys of the computer what was once a secure Government file is now in the wrong hands."
"But you said that any Intel retrieved would look like Swiss cheese. So that Intel could still be safe?" A concerned Sarah.
"Honey, you could be right but I can't take that chance. If they haven't been able to unlock those codes, we might I mean a very slight chance be ahead of them but if this sub is as high tech as I think it is we don't have much time."
"Well you can take a few hours to rest. It has been a very long day."
"Can't not until I figure out where this sub is located and you and the baby are safe."
Sarah wasn't sure if she heard him right and why would Chuck be concerned that this mission would put her and their baby in harm's way. She looked at him and knew he needed a mental break. Walking over she grabbed his arm and forcefully took him away from the computer. Chuck kept his eye on the screen as his body was being pulled in Sarah's direction.
"If you don't stop looking at darn screen I'll carry you away from that thing."
Chuck turned and smiled. "In your condition, I find that hard to believe."
Sarah let go of Chuck's arm and stood there with her hands on her hips. "My condition? The last I checked it was you that got me in this predicament?"
Chuck knew he had just put his size 13 in his mouth. "Honey it's not what I meant. It's not a condition."
Chuck sauntered over and placed his lips on her cheek. "It's a sweet gesture."
"It's a gesture now is it, why don't you carry this baby and I will go play video games."
Chuck looked at Casey as Casey grunted.
"You're not helping Casey."
Casey sat down on the couch. "You better make things right, we can hook up in a few hours."
Sarah resumed her grip on Chuck's hand and led him out of the room. Chuck knew he was in trouble but he also knew how to make things right.
Sarah got ready for bed as Chuck laid on his side of the bed. He watched Sarah change and snuggle in beside him. "Sorry about earlier."
Sarah ran her fingers over his chest, grabbing his hand and placing it in hers.
"I'm just frustrated over this."
"Which part?"
"All of it. You and the baby, and how this all happened? Not that I'm not happy about it, I am, it's just how it happened and the circumstances surrounding it. The fact, that I am madly in love with you. But I fear that something could happen to you, to us?"
"Nothing is going to happen to us?" Sarah sat up and looked at Chuck. He had that scared lost little puppy look in his eyes. She could tell that he was serious. His fears scared her as well. She laid back and held him close. Chuck placed his hand on her stomach and felt the little Bartowski move inside. He knew that he had to make things right otherwise no one would rest in peace. No one, including him.
Chuck crawled through the dampen tunnel that looked more like a miners tunnel. The smells were not of dampen soil but that of death. He feared that the next turn would be his last. A voice startled his concentration. "We know you're here and unless you want to see the light of day and that beautiful child of yours give us what we want." Chuck trudged through the cramped muddy tunnel. "You can run but you can't hide." Chuck felt his side he knew that he had been hit but he had to get Sarah to safety. He couldn't leave her not like this like. The voice echoed again through the tunnel. "Bartowski, I know you can hear me. You come back and we can spare your girlfriend and your child. We can get her the help that she needs. Just help yourself by helping us. You don't need what's in the sub nor do you need to be bothered with it. Chuck had enough, yelling back his voiced echoed back. NEVER!
Chuck knew that if what he was saying was true anything happening to Sarah would change the course of this Mission and his own life. Chuck heard whispers of someone coming. He didn't recognize the voice but he didn't fear it either. The whispers with no human form at this point could have been voices coming from his head for all he knew. But he didn't ignore them. Chuck knew that what he was hearing would keep him safe. Chuck tuned into his inner Chuck, his inner Jedi his inner soul. Chuck raised his gun and headed towards the end of the cave. Seeing Sarah lying there he waits to get her attention. Nick stood facing the direction of the open sea with the tunnel and Chuck behind him. Nick glanced over his shoulder as both guns were raised, but only one set of hands fell to the dampened cave floor.
Chuck wakes up but this time he doesn't react. He loosens his hold of Sarah and tip toes out of the room. As he entered the room Casey looked up. "The sub is near Ascension Island."
Chuck sat down putting his sweat shirt over his head.
"What made you think of that?"
"It was the only thing that you failed to bring up again. You mentioned it in the bunker and when I inquired and had Beckman look into it but finally now it make some sense."
"So where exactly is it?"
"That I do know. The Island is not you run of the mill island. It's mainly a refueling and loading station for those who need it. It's rarely populated, and the UK Government owes it. If you're a ship or a plane it's the only place for miles. I can see why the four men would want it to be there."
"But that doesn't explain who actually sent it there or if it is still there after all these years. With ocean waves and the constant shift of the ocean floor it could be anywhere if it wasn't tethered down. Plus reports have the crew diving near the Mediterranean."
"You think a sub could coast that far?" Casey wondering.
"Anything is possible; I'm surprised that it hasn't floated to the surface."
Chuck padded Casey on the shoulder and added the newest Intel to the wall. By the time Sarah awoke and walked in with coffee the boys had an idea where to look all they need was someone to head them in the right direction. The Indian Ocean was a whole lot of blue for three people to search.
As Sarah put the coffee down and gave Chuck a kiss. She didn't drill him for leaving her but added her expertise, another thing she was good at.
Chuck wasn't sure that it would work but at this point he would try anything.
That evening
Chuck sat in Alfie's van as Casey sat inside at the far table of a seedy bar next to the wharf. Casey tested his mic, camera and ear piece. Chuck confirming as systems were a go. Casey ordered a drink and waited for Casper and Nick to enter. The locals told Casey that they were evening regulars. About half an hour went by and nothing, as Casey took his last swig the doors opened and in walked the living dead as Chuck put it. Casper and Nick walked past Casey as he confirmed their identity. Chuck watched from Casey's camera attached to his jacket. Chuck feared that they would recognize him so staying in the van worked for him and that Sarah was safe, back at Rosa's so he didn't have to worry about her.
Casey moved among the patrons trying to get closer to Casper and Nick to drop a bug near their table. After a while a seat opened up near them. Casey flipped his phone open and switched on bug. Chuck listened in. Hours went by and nothing was mentioned about the Island. Chuck was getting frustrated and Casey was losing patience. All seemed a bust till the door opened and in walked a long legged CIA agent named Sarah Walker. The dress fitting her perfectly even when pregnant. Chuck sat up and all he could think of was the song Legs by ZZ Top. He snapped out of his high school fantasies and watched as Sarah headed over towards Casey. She made sure she walked by Casper and Nick to get their attention. She nodded as Casey confirmed who they were. Once they noticed her which didn't take long she walked over towards Casey and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Casey turned and ordered another drink for them both. As the waitress returned with a Johnny Black for Casey the waitress placed a cranberry juice in front of Sarah. Chuck was ready to opened the door of the van if thing turned nasty.
Casey and Sarah filled each other in as the night unfolded.
"So are we having fun yet?" Chuck calling in from the van. "Any problems?"
"Yeah the problem is I am out on date with my friend's pregnant girlfriend".
"Awe, Casey you called me a friend."
"Well don't get used to it." As he takes a drink.
Sarah motioned to Casey to leave as she crosses her ankles in front of her. If she wasn't pregnant she'll would seductively cross her legs making sure everyone got an eye full but being almost 8 months this was the best she could do.
It didn't take long before Nick walked over and started a conversation. All Chuck could do was listen.
"Casey where are you?"
"Don't worry I have a visual on Walker, relax."
Chuck sat back and listened as the pregnant Sarah was putting on the charm. Nick helped her off the stool and followed him to the booth where Casper was. Sarah continued to play the role of a pregnant sailor's girlfriend.
"So your date won't mind if you are with us."
"No, he would care less."
"Well that's not what a woman like you needs."
"Tell me about it. I figured that now that I was expecting he'd pay some attention to me but all he is cares about is making money. He's into transferring cargo, precious cargo."
"Well so are you? Precious and all?"
"Awe your sweet to say that? You have kids?"
"I don't but dear Casper does?"
Sarah knew she had a way in. "Boy or girl?"
Casper was hesitant at first but what could he fear from a pregnant woman. "I have a girl? She 26. I became a father later than most men."
"That shouldn't matter does it?"
"No."
"So what do you guys do for a living?"
"Construction and …."
"And?"
Nick looks at Casper then back at Sarah. "Well we like to dabble in treasures of the sea."
"Wow treasure hunters, how exciting?"
Sarah nursed her drink as the men gloat over their past findings. The conversation goes on as plan as if Sarah wrote it herself. By the time Casey interrupts Sarah, she has an idea where to look. Sarah apologizes for Casey rude behaviour and leaves the booth. She watched for a moment as Casper and Nick paid for their drinks and waved goodbye as they exited the door. Sarah follows with Casey close by. Casey helps her into the van as he jumps into the driver's side. Chuck kneels in behind Sarah's seat as she turns around. Once Chuck could see that she was ok he sat back. Casey follows the men back to the warehouse, parking across the street in an adjacent lot. Casey shuts the van off and rolls down the window. Chuck waits till the close is clear and sets out towards their car. With Casey's help he is able to attach a live feed to the car, in hopes to track them later when they head out.
Early the next morning
Chuck meets Casey in the back of Rosa's away from Sarah's presence. Casey got word that Casper and Nick had left earlier than they expected. Casey and Chuck turned on the bug that they left on the car. It led them to the wharf. When they arrived they saw the men loading a fare size fishing boat, but to Chuck it looked to high tech for the average fishing boat. Casey changed into a wet suit and dived into the dark waters. He swam over the boat and lifted himself up on the railing to make sure that it was indeed the right boat. He attached another tracker to the bow of the ship just out of sight then let go of the railing and swam to stern. The motor and hoses gave Casey many options to hide another tracker just in case one fell off or didn't work. Casey slip back into the water as boat workers were making their rounds. They flashed a huge spot light into the water as Casey went under.
Chuck waited as he could see bubbles coming from the depths of the water. Casey appeared and tossed his flippers onto the dock. Chuck reached out his hand as Casey grabbed it and lay low not to be seen. Casey thumbed to Chuck and followed Chuck out of the area.
They make plans to leave at dark and head to the island. Chuck opened up his lap top and placed it on the hood of the truck. Downloading the satellite images that he hacked into he was able to get a visual of the sea bed and view what was below the ship that Casper and Nick were on. Tapping into the live feed he turns on the tracker as it moves across the screen. The screen reminded Chuck of the game Battleship. As the boat started to tread through the waters Casey was amazed that they were able to get a rough idea of what the sea bed looked like. Transferring the data to a topographic map they would be able to see where the depth could be and where the USS Scorpion might be after all these years.
"You think this will work?" As Casey started the truck.
"Casey I don't know I hope so and when we get an exact lock on where they are we'll move in."
Pulling up to Rosa's Casey killed the engine and coasted into the back. An eerie silence came over the two of them. It was a common thing when they were about to go on a mission but as the silence filled the truck Chuck pipes up and breaks the silence. "Better get some sleep."
"Sounds good. Good night Chuck."
Chuck smiled and headed up the stairs. Chuck slid under the covers not interrupting Sarah's sleep. Crashing instantly he didn't hear the alarm go off. Sarah smiled to see that Chuck was still sleeping and not wishing to bother him she quietly got up and got ready to help Rosa downstairs. Sarah slipped her slippers on and put Chuck's shirt on and headed down stairs. She was surprised to see that Casey wasn't up yet either. 'Maybe this mission was finally easing up a bit.' Sarah thought to herself. A few hours later Chuck headed downstairs to see Sarah talking to a customer. He loved watching her do something other than that of being a spy. She seemed to be normal, maybe it was being pregnant or the fact that she was in love or the fact that Uncle Sam wasn't breathing down her neck. Whatever the case was he wouldn't change it for the world. Anytime that he could watch the woman he loved and his son or daughter he would jump at the chance.
But in order to have this be permanent this mission had to end. Chuck watched as Casey soon followed and headed to a booth. As they walked in Sarah looks up, walks over and fixes Chuck's collar on his shirt and kisses him softly on the lips. Chuck smiled and slid into the booth on the other side of the table from Casey. Chuck didn't like keeping secrets from Sarah. They had come to a good place in their relationship with all that they had been through, and honestly it was their safety net. And now Chuck was going to break that. Rosa greeted the men with a tap on the hands then a tight squeeze. Placing their coffees down she returned to the kitchen.
Chuck got up and followed Rosa to the kitchen.
"Hey, Rosa can I ask you something?"
"Sure Charles what is it?"
Chuck wasn't sure how to say what was on his mind and heart but he had to reassure himself that whatever happened, Sarah and the baby would be taken care off.
"So what's on your mind?"
Chuck sat down on the nearby stool and watched Rosa make his breakfast.
"You know what we three do for a living?"
"Yes and your secret is safe with me till my dying day."
"Well something has come up that I'm not sure what will transpire and with Sarah being so close to delivering I want to know that whatever happens, Sarah will be taken care of; that the baby will be safe and all. Sarah and I haven't really talked about what will be going on in a few weeks. Where the baby will be delivered? And everything else that happens when you have a baby."
"Don't worry we will make sure that Sarah is taken care of and you as well and nothing will happen. You will be around to see this baby arrive. The good Lord didn't allow this happen to let anything happen to you two. I believe that this child will bring a lot of good to this world; one because you two are its parents."
Chuck smiled and nodded as Rosa gave him Casey's and his meal.
"Go and eat while it's hot." As Chuck got up and headed to door.
"And Chuck?"
Chuck stopped and turned to face Rosa. "What we just talked about, don't worry."
"Thanks Rosa."
Chuck walked back in and placed the food in front of Casey and sat down. "Eat up Bartowski, this might be your last good meal till we return, so dig in."
Casey inhaled his eggs, bacon and sausage while Chuck barely ate half. Rosa brought seconds for Casey and refilled Chuck's cup.
After breakfast Chuck stayed close to Sarah as Casey ran more Intel. Sarah didn't need both of them disappearing at the same time. Lunch rolled around and Chuck took her away from the Cantina. Browsing through the local stores, the markets and finally settling on the beach overlooking the tranquility of the ocean. Chuck got settled as Sarah tried to manoeuver herself to the sand but her depth perception wasn't on her side. Chuck noticed and got up and grabbed her under her arms and lowered her to the sand. Once she knew that she was settled he moved in behind her and allowed her body to drape over his. Holding her meant the world to him, just months earlier she was just a memory; a pleasant one but just the same a memory. He lowered his face into the back of her head and inhaled her scent and kissed her head. Sarah brought her hands up and held his head to hers. Grabbing is hands she placed them on her stomach.
The quietness was soon interrupted with young couple walking past them with a small child who was just learning how to walk. The poor thing had made several attempts to walk the sandy bottom but looked determined and proud when his dad grabbed his little fingers and helped him walk past them. Both Chuck and Sarah smiled as they held their child. Chuck looking a little longer than Sarah, she smiled.
"Chuck?"
"Yeah?"
"What should we name our child?"
Surprised at the question Chuck slid over a bit this time looking directly at Sarah. "I don't know? I mean I never thought about it but I guess we should consider a name for him or her."
"Any ideas?"
"Me…no…I was never the one to ever think that I would be a father let alone have to choose a name."
"Didn't you dream about having kids?"
"Sarah, guys don't dream about stuff like this. And if I did think of it I would have thought that Ellie would be the first Bartowski to have a child not me."
"Well mister any day now this….." As she pointed to their baby. "This is going arrive whether you're ready or not."
Chuck brought his hands back over her stomach and settled in behind her. Snuggling in her neck he whispered. "I can't wait."
As the sun started to settle Chuck got up and helped Sarah to her feet.
"I know how about Nate for a boy and if we are blessed with a girl then Sadie?"
Sarah dusted her dress off the best she could. "I like both of them."
Chuck feeling pretty good that his first choices where a hit, he decided to throw in a few other names. "How about Leia like Princess Leia and Luke?"
"As in Luke Skywalker."
"Yeah."
"No! Never! Our child will never have any names that come from Star Wars, Star Trek or any other movie with Star in it." Looking up at him. "Got it!"
Chuck chuckled and grabbed her hand and headed for the path home. "Got it honey."
Sarah held his hand tight as they continued to toss around names for their child. Each somehow ending up as a joke or rhyme for something less appealing. Chuck walked Sarah up stairs as Sarah wanted to change before supper. As she called it 'getting rid of the sand that in public you can't get rid of.'
Chuck drew Sarah a warm bath and sat on the floor of the bathroom as Sarah basked in the tub. She loved having baths as it took the pressure of many of her joints. Her aches and pains were not a concern. Once Sarah's back was washed Chuck kissed her head and slipped out heading to Casey's room.
Guadeloupe
Alexis saw her phone flashing and picked it up. She saw that her dad had left her a text. They were just leaving Havana. She knew that they had a few hours to coast to get to the east point in order to flag another ship that she had left there. Alexis stood with a smile on her face that soon this whole thing would be over.
Libya
Marcello and Will boarded the biggest jet boat that Will had ever seen. But as he boarded he heard Alexis's voice in his head pleading him to leave. He wasn't sure if staying was safer or leaving was the better option. Either way he was caught in the middle. Water proofing his gear he sat down and clasped his life jacket securely to his body. As he waited, Meriweather's taxi drove up to the docks. Grabbing his gear he followed Thomas as his ride arrived shortly thereafter. They jetted to where Will had said were the coordinates taken from Chuck. Typing them in he alerted Marcello to slow down. A second boat coasted in beside them with four divers. Marcello motioned for them to head down. As two divers fell over the edge, disappearing under the darkness of the ocean waters, the remaining two set up buoys so that they had some indicators to have when they returned. (With the gear and the submersibles.)
Will laid low as the conversation came to the submersibles. They hadn't arrived as was expected. If they didn't show up soon he would be in a bit of a pickle. He kept busy and quickly typed an email to Alexis. She replied that a ticket would be left for him at the airport and to leave as soon as he arrived back. When the submersibles didn't arrive Meriweather and Marcello would know that something was up and they would definitely be pointing fingers at Will. Will typed back and signed off. Will waited with bated breath as the divers finally resurface. Marcello walked back to the back of the boat and conversed with the divers. Will couldn't tell what was happening all he could see was Marcello's arms flying in the air as he spoke. Next thing Marcello yelled in Spanish to start the boat and head back. As Will waited Marcello walked back eyeing him suspiciously. The boat with the divers sped off leaving Meriweather and Will at the hands of Marcello.
Marcello sat down across from Will and Meriweather as the boat headed back. The wind blew in the faces of the three men. Deafening any possible cries or pleads. Will tried not to make eye contact with Marcello. He just hoped that he would make it back to at least save what life he had left. Thomas waited on the docks and glanced up as the boat turned and coasted into the docks. Will quickly got up and headed to the car. He still had to make it back to grab his stuff and head to the airport. Thomas knew something was up as Will walked head down holding his laptop closely to his chest. Thomas stopped Meriweather as he approached him.
"What's up with Will?"
"Don't know, why?"
"He looked a little sea sick?"
Meriweather didn't answer until Marcello passed them.
"Not sure but he got very quiet when we were out there. Almost like he was worried about what we would find?"
"Speaking of that did you find anything?"
"Marcello didn't say. He had his divers go down there but they didn't say much. But what I got from the conversation he wasn't too pleased. We better head back we don't want to draw any more attention than we already have."
Meriweather walked up the dock towards the car. Thomas rewinds the conversation in his head as he approached the car. Was Will hiding something? Was there actually something down there? Was this just a wild goose chase?
Thomas got in the back as the car headed back. As the car approached Will quickly disappeared. Thomas said his goodnights and went in search of Will. He needed to make sure that Will wasn't playing with fire; cause if he was, if not him, someone would get burned. Will headed to his area and sat down. He had to make sure that everything was going to go as planned. Even if he didn't know what the plan was. He was hired to extract files from Chuck. He was then asked to decipher what he could. He ran a retest of the data collected from Chuck to make sure that he wasn't second guessing himself or putting another limb deep into his own grave. Bringing up the files he opened Chuck's file. As he scrolled down to find the right entry he crossed referenced what he had previously typed and quickly ran the data again. By the third time he started to sweat. He looked again, cursing himself for what he had found. He could believe that he let this happen. He knew that if Marcello found out he'd be dead and he would know that Alexis and Sergio doubled crossed him. Thomas walked in startling Will. Will quickly flipped his screen off and almost fell out of his chair. Thomas pushed Will aside and flipped the screen back on. Looking at the screen he could see what mistake Will had done.
"I didn't mean to."
Thomas scanned the files to see that the actual coordinates were not even close to where they were actually looking at. Thomas finally was putting the pieces together. It was starting to make sense why Alexis and Sergio left when they did.
"Do you realize what you have done? What you have got us into?"
Will just stood there. Thomas turned around and leaned up against the table, he could tell that Will was visibly shaken but he also knew that if Marcello found out, him or both of them would be dead. Thomas took this threat personably but he needed to help Will first. Thomas stood up and looked at Will.
"Ok we can fix this."