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Road Trip

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Sarah's muffled cry from the pain drove a chill through Chuck's bones. He knew how much pain she really must be in to let it show like this. After all, here was an agent that had withstood the most evil torture techniques without breaking.

They had made it to Sarah's safe house in Denver several months ago. Chuck had lost track of how many months. The days seemed to blur together as they spent all of their time inside the house. They only ventured outside for critical essentials and even then those events were carefully planned, complete with disguises, multiple escape routes, and code phrases. The only true way for Chuck to judge the passage of time was the size of Sarah's belly. And of course, Chuck was no expert but it was starting to look plenty big. And so now it was time.

"Sarah," Chuck whispered as he wiped the sweat off her forehead with a cool cloth. "Please let me take you to the hospital. Something is not right."

"Can't… risk… it," groaned Sarah as the contraction finally eased. "You'll need to deliver the baby. Ellie told you what to do."

"But Sarah," pleaded Chuck. "This is not normal. You're in way too much pain. We have to risk it."

"They'll… catch… us." Sarah said through gritted teeth as another contraction started. Sarah grabbed Chuck's hand so hard that he thought she might be breaking bones.

Chuck was truly close to panic. He knew that something was very, very wrong. He just didn't know what. Ellie had given him some instructions before they left. But they assumed a normal labor and delivery. And this was nothing like she had described. Living with a doctor didn't make you one. Chuck had no idea what to do.

Suddenly Sarah let out a blood curdling scream that made Chuck jump out of his skin. Sarah was totally limp. When Chuck leaned in to check on her he noticed that she wasn't breathing.

"Sarah," Chuck screamed as he tried to see through his tears while he tried to shake his wife awake. "Please don't leave me."

"Please don't leave me all alone. I can't make it without you. Please,"

When Chuck woke up Sarah was shaking his shoulder.

"Sweetie," Sarah said softly. "Wake up. You're just having a bad dream. I would never leave you."

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Dr. Frank Wilson sat in his windowless office deep inside the bowels of the Pentagon. The office was very richly appointed as was appropriate for a man of his position. The desk was crafted from the finest mahogany and the chair was made from the richest leather. Wilson knew that he should be happy to work in such a nice office. But he still yearned to be able to see the sun and the trees blowing in the breeze. One thing was for sure. That was not going to happen as long as he was on the intersect project. And that showed no signs of ending anytime soon. They had security so tight that he had to pass through five different checkpoints just to get to work in the morning. He had to pass through two just to get to the bathroom. It took a little planning but everything usually worked out all right. As long as he didn't drink too much coffee. He was in the middle of his typical morning daydream about life after the intersect when his phone rang.

"Janice," Wilson said sharply to his administrative assistant as he picked up the handset. "I don't want to take any calls."

"Yes sir," the AA replied apologetically. "But Bryce Larkin is on line one. I thought that you might want to take the call."

Without bothering to reply to Janice, Wilson pressed the blinking button for line one.

"Bryce," Wilson said in a shocked tone. "I'm surprised to hear from you. Aren't you deep undercover?"

"Yes, sir," Bryce said. "I'm on a clean cell phone but I can't guarantee that I'm secure so I'm going to speak very vaguely."

"Go ahead," Wilson said cautiously. "Is there a problem?"

"I'm concerned about the asset that your recent product launch made obsolete." Bryce began calmly. "I'm hoping to be able to salvage this asset, more or less, intact."

"I understand." Wilson said cautiously. "And how do you intend to deal with the sensitive data?"

"I'm hoping that you can help me with a technique that will allow us to format and overwrite the data with some that is less sensitive." Bryce said just as calmly.

"That's very interesting." Wilson said. "That might just work. Let me think about it."

"Absolutely," Bryce said as he disconnected the call. "I'll get back to you in one week. Thank you, sir."

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Once Chuck realized that it was only a dream, he wrapped his arms tightly around Sarah's neck.

"Sweetie," Sarah whispered as she put her own arms around Chuck. "You're wringing wet. That must have been some bad dream. Do you want to talk about it?"

"It was awful." Chuck said as he released his death grip on Sarah. "We were in Denver."

"And you had to eat my cooking?" Sarah asked with a glint in her eye.

"It wasn't quite that bad." Chuck replied with a smile of his own. "I just had to deliver the baby. Please promise me that I'm not going to be delivering the baby."

"Don't worry." Sarah said firmly. "One thing is for sure. You're not delivering our baby. I want a hospital with lots and lots of drugs available."

"Thank goodness," Chuck said with a sigh of relief. "I was afraid that you wouldn't want to go to the hospital to avoid being caught."

"Trust me," Sarah said with a laugh. "The very, very last place in the world that the CIA would look for Agent Sarah Walker is in a maternity ward having a baby. It's actually a brilliant disguise."

"That's true."

"I do want to talk to you, though." Sarah said as she kissed Chuck quickly and got out of bed. "Are you calmed down enough to talk?"

"Uh oh," Chuck said with a smile. "Is this the part where you tell me that I actually have to eat your cooking?"

"Chuck, please," Sarah said a little more sharply then she intended. "I really need you to be serious about this."

"Sorry," Chuck said sheepishly as he looked at the floor.

"I'm sorry that I snapped at you." Sarah said as she quickly grabbed Chuck's hand. "But starting today the entire United States Government is after us. And if they find us, they will shoot first and ask questions later."

"I know." Chuck whispered.

"We can make it through this." Sarah continued. "But in order to make it we can't afford a single mistake. The first mistake we make, we're dead. And that's why I need you to trust me like you've never trusted me before."

"I've always trusted you." Chuck said in protest.

"Maybe," Sarah said softly. "But not anything like I'm going to ask of you now. You've always wanted to protect me. And that has led to you doing some silly things. So now, when I ask you to stay in the car, I need to know that you will do it. I'm going to base my life or death decisions on knowing that you're in that car. I need to be able to depend on it. Can you look me in the eye and promise me? It's important, Chuck."

"I promise." Chuck whispered as he hugged Sarah.

"Thank you, sweetie," Sarah said as she returned Chuck's embrace. "I want you to always remember that, no matter what it looks like, I'm always looking out for you. I love you."

"What is it going to look like?" Chuck asked with a smile.

"You know." Sarah said with a smile of her own. "You've seen it all before. I might have to flirt with someone."

"I know." Chuck said softly. "And I hope that you know that I love you too. That's why I want you to promise me some things as well."

Sarah just pulled back to look at Chuck in surprise.

"I realize that you're going to be in agent mode." Chuck said. "And that means you're going to be on edge whenever we're in public. I just hope that we can find some time every day to relax and enjoy each other. This is the happiest time of my life. Please don't let them steal that away from us. Let's have the best time with this that we can."

"I'd like that." Sarah said with a smile. "We are newlyweds after all."

"This next one is harder." Chuck said softly with a sad smile. "I want you to promise me that if you have to make a life or death decision between me or you and the baby, that you'll choose you and the baby."

Sarah started to shake her head even before Chuck had finished speaking.

"Let me finish." Chuck said gently but firmly as he silenced Sarah's objection. "I understand that you want us all to make it. And that's what I want too. And I promise I'll never bring this up again. But I just want you to tell me that you'll make sure our baby is going to be ok. And since the baby is inside of you; that means that you have to be ok as well. I need to know that. So I need you to promise me. And I'm not leaving here until you do."

And, just like that, Sarah's vow to not let Chuck see her cry was broken.

"I promise." Sarah said finally as the tears rolled down her cheeks. "But I need you. I need you to help me. I have no idea how to do this on my own."

"I'll be there." Chuck said with a smile. "I can see myself walking her down the aisle with my eyes open. After all, someone is going to have to be around to let her have a little fun. You'll be having her practicing throwing knives by the time she's three."

"It's a good skill to have." Sarah said with a laugh through her tears as she threw herself into Chuck's arms.

"It's a very good skill." Chuck agreed with a smile as he gently rubbed Sarah's back.

"I'll teach her how to break things." Sarah said as she wiped the tears from her eyes. "And you can teach her how to put them back together."

"Sounds like a plan," Chuck said with a laugh. "But whatever we do, let's make sure that we do a better job then our parents did."

Chuck gently kissed Sarah. As the kissing quickly intensified, Sarah knew Chuck's tendencies so well that she could predict the exact moment that his hand would start to enter her shirt.

"Hold on bub," Sarah said with a laugh as she grabbed Chuck's hand. "It's agent time right now. There will enough time for fun when we stop for the night."

"Ok," Chuck sighed.

"Let's get on the road."

- - - -

General Beckman was sitting at her desk when her administrative assistant knocked on her door.

"Excuse me, ma'am," he said smartly. "But Dr. Wilson is on the phone and was asking to speak with you."

"Hello, Frank," Beckman said as she picked up her phone. "I hope everything is going well."

"Incredibly well, Dianne," Wilson said with a smile. "The intersect is online and functioning well within our expectations."

"Great," Beckman said with a sigh of relief. "Then for what other reason do I owe the pleasure of this call?"

"I just talked to Bryce Larkin this morning." Wilson said confidently. "I've been thinking over your suggestion and I think it has some merit."

"What suggestion?" Beckman asked sharply. "And how did you talk to Bryce Larkin? He's deep undercover for goodness sake."

"Bryce Larkin was asking about making the old intersect worthless by overwriting the data with false data." Wilson said. "I think that idea might actually work. I'm having a simulation model performed to see how our testing goes."

"How did you get a hold of Agent Larkin?" Beckman asked.

"He called me." Wilson said in surprise. "Surely his contact was sanctioned?"

"Let me get back to you." Beckman said suddenly as she hung up her phone. She just sat at her desk for several minutes deep in thought. Suddenly she picked up her phone.

"Beckman, secure,"

"Yes. I need to get an agent out to Los Angeles as soon as possible."

"Yes, absolutely today."

"I need someone to put a tail on Agent Sarah Walker."

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