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They rushed back to the mansion later that day. Much later. At two they burst in.

"Sorry. Ellie had a-." Chuck began to Casey.

"Save it Chuck. I don't want to know. Just get your ass to the hangar." Casey said gruffly.

"Hyeah!" Chuck jammed a straw into the amazingly lifelike dummy.

"I never knew this flimsy thing could cause death." The dummy was full of everyday objects that had been jammed in marked spots which would cause death.

"I think you've got it Chuck. We'll be sending you to a dummy that isn't marked. This dummy moves ok. It looks human. Its an android." Roland said.

"Mm." Chuck walked into the room.

"Oh you have to be kidding me." Chuck was looking at the dummy who looked like Carlton Burke one of his cover identities.

"Nicole!" Chuck said. Outside the room Nicole chuckled. Chuck faced the dummy.

"Termination mode activated." It lunged for Chuck who flipped out of its grasp. And broke it arm.

"Limb broken beyond repair." Chuck held its arms and kicked its back. it fell to its knees. Chuck grabbed the back of its head and rammed it into the wall.

"Whoa. Bartowski's got some moves!" Casey said impressed.

"I taught him that." Sarah said with a smile. The room was based like a common office. Chuck grabbed a letter opener off the desk and held it to the androids neck. As per the book he had to interrogate it.

"Who do you work for?"

"Interrogation mode activated. No one." Chuck broke its other arm.

"Who do you work for?"

"Screw you." It was meant to be a cry of pain but it sounded insulting in the androids monotone. Chuck kicked it in the back again.

"I can kill you with post-its. That's a slow death."

"No it isn't." Roland said.

"Chuck watched Get Smart a while ago and loved it." Sarah sighed with a smile.

"I'll talk. I want a chartered plane to Rome and protection."

"You're in no place to make demands. Who do you work for?"

"Fulcrum." The android twisted the opener out of Chuck's grasp. Chuck flipped back glancing at the letter opener he took a stapler and fired it hit the android in the eye and he stumbled. Chuck kicked the letter opener out of his hand grabbed a pen and jammed it into the side of its neck.

"And-…and…andro..android….android terminated." The android stuttered before slumping forward. The door opened.

"Wow Chuck that was impressive. Now let's see how you go against Casey." Casey came in and shot at him.

"CASEY!"

"It comes down to this Bartowski. You and me. One of us will die. And its going to be you. I'll look after Walker." Chuck's eyes flashed rage. He kicked the gun from Casey's hand and punched him with such ferocity that everyone winced. He grabbed Casey's fist and kneed him. Kicking out his leg from under him he made Casey's head meet with the door repeatedly till Casey slumped. He checked for a pulse.

"Oh god no. Casey! CASEY! JONATHAN MICHELLE CASEY ANSWER ME!" the door opened again and there stood the team complete with Casey who looked angry.

"Its an Android Chuck its ok."

"Oh thank god." Not even caring about the look on Casey's face he hugged him.

"Say my middle name again and I'll kill you. But thanks for the concern Bartowski even if it was after you killed me."

"Yeah sorry. Just…you mentioned…you know." Casey rolled his eyes.

"Alright everyone take five let these two make puppy eyes at each other for a while." Sarah pushed Casey out of the way and flew right into Chuck's waiting arms and they embraced.

"Scotch and burrito. NOW." Casey said walking to the elevator.

Chuck was holding Sarah very tightly. He knew the next part of the training.

"I don't want you in this." He said. She looked up at him as she opened her mouth.

"WE GOT COMPANY. EVERYBODY ARM UP!" Casey roared flying out of the elevator. Everybody took out their guns. Tables were overturned.

"Where Casey?"

"They breached the perimeter a minute ago. They'll find a way in here. I've sent a distress signal to command."

"Any idea who?"

"Holloway Corporation was on the cars." Chuck froze.

"Holloway Corporation is a subsidiary of Fulcrum. They built the suburb we stayed in Sarah."

"But I thought we got rid of them all." Sarah said turning pale.

"Evidently not. They've found us. Guys we have escape pods. Use them if you want to leave. Bartowski you out now."

"No." the elevator chimed before Casey could argue. Everybody dived and fired. Gunfire filled the hangar and the alarm sounded.

"We just want Bartowski!"

"Well you're not getting him!" Casey roared standing up and firing maniacally.

"CASEY!" Casey fell back. four darts in him. He roared and fired again and was hit twice more before going down.

"Neil!" Chuck called. Neil glanced at Casey.

"Tranquilizer. He'll be fine. They wont be!" Neil picked up his M16 and stood up instantly firing. He had a cigar in his teeth and his eyes wide as he roared. Then a dart in his shoulder, he didn't stop and fired harder.

"Wait a minute." Chuck looked at Casey who was twitching.

"Oh for fuck's sake." He crawled over and punched Casey in the arm.

"Tell them to end it or I bust a cap in your ass. At close range you know I can hurt you with the blanks you probably planted."

"Cut objective!" Casey sighed standing up. He picked the darts off as gunfire stopped.

"Why do you assholes have to do this? Every time?" Almost everyone looked confused. Even Sarah who still hid. Chuck looked at the NSA team that had come through the elevator.

"Casey planned this like you guys planned the penthouse assault. Well Casey what was it? Capture us all and pretend to torture Sarah in front of me?"

"That was kind of the plan yeah." One second Chuck was glaring at Casey. The next Casey was on the ground and Chuck withdrew his fist walking towards Sarah he pulled her up.

"You ok?"

"Fine."

"Are you out of your mind?" Casey roared getting up. Josh, Neil and Ryan held him back.

"It was a bit much John." Ryan said.

"You've been dancing on my last nerve since we got here Casey. Its time you and I finish this. Are you in my team or not?" Casey glared.

"Yes."

"Then stop treating me like a very abused dog and treat me like a partner." Chuck moved forward hand outstretched. Casey took it.

"I'm sorry. Chuck." Casey said softly.

"Now then. What do we do?" Chuck asked the room.

"Shoot him." Casey said.

"Casey!" Sarah said. Chuck felt a thud.

"I espected ass mus. Leaf Fawah ow ouf thhis." Chuck said slurring heavily.

"Wow. One dart and he's still up. I'm surprised. Hit him again." Chuck felt a second thud.

"I's feriouss leaf Fawah awone." Chuck said glaring at the three Casey's.

"Ok. Just go down. One more." Chuck felt the third thud in his calf and he shook and fell. Sarah was at his side smiling sadly.

"I love you Chuck." She said kissing him. Chuck managed to tap his heart and pointed at her before his arm fell at his side and he slipped under.

"God this is like Grey's Anatomy Agent Style will you bastards pick him up. We have work to do." Casey said angrily.

Chuck groaned his head pounding. He knew he was in a chair. His arms were tied, so were his feet. He heard a grunt, a shuffle, a drop of water. A scratch of a chair on stone. He opened his eyes and regretted it instantly. He saw Casey opposite him tied up. Josh and Ryan on either side of him. Chuck looked around to see Roan, Vincent and Neil tied up next to him. Only Casey was awake.

"What happened?"

"Glad to see you're awake. We got ambushed on the way to your training compound. Blackwater by the looks of it."

"Crap." Without a flash Chuck knew who blackwater was. The Private Security firm.

"This better not be another trick."

"See my face." Casey turned to show a large bruise there.

"That looks like a trick."

"Not from here. You're messed up too Bartowski. Don't you remember? You got up and rushed a guy. Whacked your jaw." Chuck closed his mouth and felt the soreness.

"Ow." The door opened.

"Well one more up. Get Dagger up here." Soon a man in a mask came in. he was buff. Very much so.

"Bring him."

"Who are you?" Chuck was in an Interrogation Room. a metal table between him and the buff man. his hands locked behind him.

"Charles Carmichael." Chuck said. A hard slap across the face.

"Who are you?"

"Charles Carmichael." Chuck said again. Another slap.

"Who are you?!"

"CHARLES CARMICHAEL! LISTEN YOU FUCKING ANDRE THE GIANT!" That got him another slap.

"Alright Mr. Carmichael. Or Dr. Burke. Or Mr. Harris. Mr. Rider. Mr. Cullen." He said each name throwing the appropriate ID card down on the table.

"Who are you really?"

"Carmichael. And if you have my wallet. You have my badge. So you know who I am."

"He's smart. Zane." Chuck had his head slammed on the table.

"That really helps with the questioning. Idiots." Chuck groaned.

"Zane." A sharp knife came into Chuck's view. It slid across his arm.

"Ah!" he yelled. Blood soaked his sleeve.

"Hang him up."

Chuck was hanging by his handcuffs from a hook. He'd been brutally beaten and his body glistened with sweat and blood.

"Who do you work for?"

"Really? You can't guess. You have my badge." That got him a pipe in the gut.

"Give me a name. I want a name of a superior."

"Kirk."

"Who?"

"Captain Kirk. He's my hero." He was punched for that. His nose didn't break but blood flowed.

"Bring in one of the women we got. Maybe that will make him talk." Chuck remained distant. They brought in Nicole.

"Don't say anything. No matter what." Nicole said.

"Shut up." They pushed her into a chair. They brought in the Waterboarding equipment.

"Give me a name and I let you all walk." They said to Chuck.

"You know I don't believe that." The man grabbed Nicole and threw her head in.

"NO! LEAVE HER ALONE! SHE'S GOT NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS! SHE'S A TRAINER! A TECH TRAINER!" they pulled Nicole up who gasped for air.

"A tech trainer huh?" the buff man asked.

"Yeah. I've got quite a few tricks up my sleeve." Chuck didn't know how but Nicole had her cuffs off and attacked the two men by here. She hurled a dart at the interrogator who stumbled.

"I'll bring help!" Chuck gulped.

"He has a connection with one of the women." The interrogator said pulling the dart out.

"Bring them all here. We'll see who he responds to."

Stephanie, Nora and Sarah were tied up. Chuck cursed inwardly. He told them to leave Sarah behind. He avoided looking at them. Sarah was horrified at Chuck's injuries and was trying to hide her emotions.

"Which one is it Mr. Carmichael? One of the blonde's? or the brunette?" Chuck glared at him.

"I know them as trainers. Nothing more."

"Oh. Don't they teach seduction at the CIA? What's one of the lessons? Sex right? So who was it with?"

"Not this one obviously. She's a doctor. Take her back." Nora was pulled up and away.

"Hmm." Chuck glanced at both of the girls his gaze lingering on Sarah. Stupid he knew. Their eyes met and the worry and the love was caught. The interrogator saw through his mask.

"The blonde. Keep the blonde."

"No. its me. I slept with him. Sarah's a fitness trainer." Stephanie said.

"Shut up. Keep the blonde."

"Chuck don't say anything." Sarah whispered. Chuck was angry now. He looked around. This was it. He grunted and broke his thumb bone as the men were distracted. Chuck dropped from the hook and grabbed the interrogator. Grabbing the gun from his holster he held it to his head.

"Very impressive Mr. Carmichael. But you're on a compound of us. Your little friend from before was shot before she even left the building." Chuck's finger twitched dangerously.

"I don't give a damn." He fired at the two burly lacky's who fell. He slammed the gun on the back of the interrogator's head and kicked him. Chuck ran to Sarah. He'd gotten the keys from the buff dude.

"Chuck." She flew into his arms and kissed him.

"Are you ok?" she asked touching his bruised and battered face.

"Let's just get out of here. And Sarah?"

"Yeah?" she said getting his handcuffs off.

"I love you."

"I love you too." She got the containment room keys off one of the lackeys. Then Chuck pulled on the interrogator's full body suits and mask. They walked down the hall closing the door to the room Chuck had been kept in and he followed Sarah's directions to the room she was contained in. he opened the door after flicking through a few keys.

"Sarah. Is Chuck-?"

"I'm here. Let's go. Now." Chuck hissed.

"We're tied here."

"Sarah." She nodded pulling her gun from her waistband she released both of them with the keys Chuck threw at her and handed Stephanie a gun.

"That's all we can find. Nora stay close."

Chuck opened the door to the men's room and ripped his mask off.

"Who's broken their thumb bone?" all the guys stood up except for Roan. Sarah threw the keys at Roland who fired at Roan's cuffs.

"Any more of those?" Neil asked indicating the guns.

"None." Chuck sighed.

"Where's Nicole?" Chuck's eyes turned sad.

"She tried to escape…but she…" Sarah trailed off. The others were silent for a moment.

"Let's get out of here. Josh." Josh nodded his eyes gleaming angrily. He led the pack with Sarah's gun. Neil and Casey had Chuck and Stephanie's guns. Sarah was in Chuck's arms. Even though she was more trained. He wouldn't let her go. They walked through the hallways and met a few more black clad men. The guys switched clothes and took guns till everyone was disguised and it looked like they were escorting the girls out.

"What now?"

"We get stopped. We say we have orders to let you out in the woods and have a little hunting game. Boys I'll say a line like the survivor gets to have fun with us tonight. Laugh and chuckle. These are bad guys. They do this kind of thing." Josh said in a fierce tone. Chuck looked down at Sarah who looked determined. It was the first time he'd been hurt and she hadn't and in a strange way. He was glad.

"HEY!" they all stopped.

"Where are you guys headed?"

"Heh. We got orders. Let these birds out for a little hunting." The guys chuckled as best they could. Chuck didn't even try.

"Oh yeah? Like last week? Survivor gets to be shared? Sweet. Mind if I join?"

"Sorry fella. We got too many as it is." Casey said.

"Really?" BANG! Neil fell. A gunshot to his leg.

"AH!"

"What the hell are you doing?" Josh asked desperately trying to keep the facade up.

"You're not Cannon. Who are you?" all the guns clicked.

"Let us out. tell us the way out now."

"Fuck off." Chuck fired the man fell.

"NOW!"

"AH! YOU'LL HAVE TO KILL ME!"

"That can be arranged." Chuck walked forward.

"Chuck no!" Sarah said.

"Yeah you can't do it Chuck. Let me." Neil fired and the man slumped back.

"Leave me here. I can't walk."

"No. man. Behind." Chuck said picking Neil up and throwing him across his shoulder.

"Let's go!" they met a set of double doors.

"Ready?" guns clicked in response.

"Ok." Josh sighed and opened the door…to a military barracks. Marines. United States Marines.

"YOU LIED!" Chuck roared dropping Neil with Josh and making for Casey. Ryan and Roland stopped him.

"I didn't know!" Casey said in defense.

"He really didn't Agent Bartowski. It was my idea." Came a voice. Beckman appeared followed by two soldiers.

"You did this. Where's Nicole?"

"Here. I'm fine. They caught me and told me."

"Ma'am. You ambushed us." Casey said stunned.

"You tortured Chuck." Sarah said angrily.

"You have injured our weapons expert." Josh said examining Neil's wound.

"All necessary. Chuck will recover to full health as will Mr. Flynn. The soldiers you have shot will recover as the guns you carry are all blanks."

"Are you saying that guy who shot me is still alive?! and I have to walk around with a hole in my leg?! I resign!" Neil exclaimed.

"Really?" Beckman asked coldly.

"No." Neil said bitterly. He was a CIA man.

"How did you even know that I discovered Casey's plot?" Chuck asked.

"This has been the plan from the beginning. Our new training procedure. If Casey's plan had worked you wouldn't really have been tortured."

"This really does well for morale doesn't it?" Chuck spat. Suddenly three black cars drove into the compound.

"General Beckman." said a man getting out of the last car. He was in a suit and he was nervous.

"Yes?"

"The Director demands an urgent word with you." The man said. Beckman looked angry and took the iPhone the man offered.

"What? Excuse me? It was necessary. In the war-…I'm well aware of the date thank you. To ready them. Acceptable injuries. Yes. Yes he was shot. He will make a full recovery. You have no right to demand anything of me. Oh I see. Yes running to him always works doesn't it. I will take whatever tone I please. I am the Director of the NSA. Oh I know who you are. Your agent? He is a shared asset. Even though he is training for your agency he still has NSA ties. I approved this training and its been successful he knows what real torture is. This isn't over Director. I'll see you in Washington." Beckman threw the phone at the CIA man.

"It appears this exercise is over." Beckman turned on her heel and left. The CIA team watched her go then turned smiling.

"Beckman just got told." the man said.

"That really doesn't help. Though I do take satisfaction in that." Chuck said ruefully.

"We've got a team at the mansion. They've brought CIA tech. healing tech."

"That stuff isn't supposed to be released yet." Nicole said.

"The director insisted we send one to every active agent and to this team. Your leg should be fine Trainer Flynn and all your bruises should go away."

"Should. What is this healing tech?"

"Its borrowed Euro Tech. uses advanced radiation to heal injuries. Tests showed it can heal anything from a bruise to a gunshot wound. But it hasn't been approved yet." Nicole said.

"The Director researched the technology extensively bringing the world's best scientists and doctors to review it. He approved it yesterday."

"Can we go? I have a hole in my shin." Neil winced.

"Yes come."