Guide: The following scene takes place after Rogue Spy's eighth chapter.

A/N: Remember when Chuck didn't know where Sarah had gone at the end of chapter 8 of Rogue Spy? This is it. We'll see what TRULY happened to her. ;-)

Also, um, don't freak out?

Rogue Spy: the True Story

Or What's Really Going On With Sarah Walker

Unknown Location

Unknown Date

Sarah felt herself regaining consciousness.

The first thing she noticed was that she felt funny. She wasn't sure how to characterize it. Come to think of it, she wasn't really feeling anything. She was there, but she wasn't.

She tried to remember how she had gotten here.

They had been at the Ring building Chuck had found. Sarah had gotten out of the van to follow Sydney Prince. Did she really see Chuck taking out a bunch of bad guys with a chair? That seemed odd. Then, the coffee vending machine, and Prince, and the white tunnel—it was bright, extremely bright.

Boom!

The memory startled Sarah's mind. There had been a bomb. Sarah had followed Prince and her man. She had taken the elevator, and she'd run after them on the streets, freaking out pedestrians around them. Gunshots had been fired in the middle of the day—in the middle of civilians. And then…

Then, a bomb had exploded.

Sarah could still hear the piercing sound it had made. She remembered the force of the deflagration projecting her backwards in the air. It had felt almost like flying—like that feeling you get when gravity is catching up with you and nothing is keeping you from falling.

Black.

It was all black after that.

No… Chuck. Sarah recalled that Chuck had been there. Had he been? He often saved her, but maybe she had just imagined it. It wouldn't be the first time, although he usually wasn't wearing many clothes (if any) when she dreamed of him. She tried to think harder, but she had a difficult time focusing her mind. She didn't know why.

A sound distracted her. Something like…like a door, maybe. She wasn't sure.

"Any changes?"

Who was it, she wanted to ask. She couldn't. She heard a ruffling sound, and a grunt—Casey. It was Casey who had spoken.

"Devon said she could be like this for days." Chuck! It was Chuck's voice this time. "What are we gonna do, Casey?"

His voice was feeble and hoarse. He sounded sad, and tired. Sarah wanted to tell him she was okay, but…she suddenly felt extremely tired herself.

So tired.

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Unknown Date

"Oh my God!"

A cute, familiar voice startled Sarah's mind. Carina—it was Carina's voice.

"Carina?" Sarah heard Chuck ask, echoing her thoughts.

"What happened? Oh my God, Sarah." Carina seemed troubled, upset. Why? What was she doing here with Chuck? She shouldn't be here with Chuck.

Sarah tried to remember how she had gotten here.

They had been at the Ring building. Sarah had gotten out of the van to follow Sydney Prince. Chuck had taken out a bunch of bad guys with a chair. Then, the coffee vending machine, and Prince, and the white tunnel—it was bright, extremely bright.

Then…there had been a bomb.

"What, uh, how did you know what happened? Who told you?" Chuck asked.

"I'm a spy, genius," Carina said.

"You shouldn't be here. Nobody is supposed to know."

A sniffle reverberated.

"What happened?" Carina repeated. Sarah felt a sudden urge to comfort her, to give her a hug—or more. She couldn't.

"She went after some Ring agents," Chuck said. Now, it was him that Sarah wanted to hug, preferably while he was shirtless, but she wasn't picky at the moment. He seemed so sad. "They set off a bomb to escape, and Sarah…" he trailed off.

"It's all your fault!" Carina said, and now tears were clearly audible through her words. "Why did you have to push her to go after the freaking Ring? She was fine before you decided she should take them down!"

"I…what…I didn't do anything," Chuck finally managed to say.

"Clearly! I want to see a doctor. Get me one!"

"What are you doing here? How do you now about the Ring?" Chuck's voice had taken a louder tone at Carina's shouts, and he seemed lost.

"She told me," Carina said, and she sniffled again. "She told me in Vegas, and—"

"In Vegas?"

Damn it, Carina! He doesn't know!

"Yeah, two days ago. We were supposed to have a great, relaxing day, probably use our usual Jacuzzi, some champagne, strawberries… But that damn Amy ruined it!"

There was a pause. Sarah hoped this was just a nightmare. She hadn't wanted Chuck to learn about her and Carina like this, if at all.

"We had a fight," Carina added.

"Oh." Silence set in again. Good, now shut up, Carina, please. "You had a fight. What about?"

"Zondra. What else?"

Oh, God. It was a nightmare.

"Zondra," Chuck uttered absently.

"She's gonna wake up, right? She has to wake up!"

The frustration and anger were apparently fading, because Carina was crying harder now. Sarah heard a few steps—shoes against linoleum, she recognized the sound.

"It's gonna be okay," Chuck said. "She's gonna be okay."

The sound was muffled, but Sarah could tell that Carina continued crying.

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Unknown Date

Sarah wasn't tired.

She was hearing voices, really, really far away. Every time she tried to focus on them, it should have exhausted her, like it did before. It didn't.

She tried to remember how she had gotten here.

At the Ring building, Sarah had gotten out of the van to follow Sydney Prince.

Chuck. She heard Chuck's lovely voice. He was too far; she couldn't make up what he'd said.

Chuck had taken out a bunch of bad guys with a chair.

"No!" Sarah heard. Was it Carina? She was crying, again.

Then, the coffee vending machine, and Prince.

A third person spoke. His voice was familiar. Sarah tried to focus, harder. Devon—it was Devon.

And the white tunnel—it was bright, extremely bright.

Kind of bright like it was right now.

Sarah didn't feel tired anymore. She felt light, and at peace. She liked the feeling.

"I'm sorry, Carina, Chuck, I'm really sorry," Devon said. "Sarah's gone, bro. She's…she's dead."