Chapter three. Please read and please review. Let me know what you think so far. I own nothing, enjoy. Now onto chapter four.

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Grabbing something to put on, Chuck got up as Sarah grabbed the top sheet and covered herself up. Heading to the computer Chuck brought up the last riddle. "NALA GNIRUT T SET."

"Chuck what's going on. It's like three in the morning."

"Sorry, but I had dream which, wow why didn't I think of that."

"Think of what Chuck?"

"It's Bryce."

"What's Bryce."

Chuck looked back and up at Sarah who grabbed another chair to sit down. "I dreamt that Bryce and I were at Stanford in one of our Math sessional classes. And he was late."

"And?"

"Bryce and I left the dorm at the same time. And when I asked him where he was, he said that had just seen Professor Fleming and that our project was taken care of but not the exam."

"The same exam?"

"Maybe, but that's the other side of the coin."

By now Sarah was way behind the speeding train of Chuck's brain and the thoughts of this dream. But knowing eventually he'd slow down so she could catch up.

Chuck typed the words to answer the riddle by flipping them to their correct order. Alan Turing Test.

"Alan Turing? Who is he?"

Chuck pressed enter as the file opened up scrolling names, places and dates. Sarah looked at him and kissed him on the cheek. "You did it Chuck!"

Chuck smiled. "No, Bryce did."

Sarah wasn't sure what to say. Chuck turned to face Sarah. "Alan Turing was a computer pioneer, mathematician, logician and cryptanalyst who contributed to the fields of artificial intelligence and what we call computer science today. Even before it existed. He was best known for what is now dubbed the 'Turing Test'. It's a process of testing a machine's ability to 'think.' Alan also was responsible in breaking one of the Germany's most difficult cipher ENIGMA aka 'The bombe'. Bryce knew that I was a fan of Alan's and he knew that even though we were talking my brain was still listening to the lecture, hence."

"Alan Turing Test."

"That's right Sarah. It's all Bryce."

Chuck put his arm around Sarah and kissed the top of her head. "We're getting somewhere."

The data finally downloaded as Chuck scrolled the list. The list were names or code names of possible CIA or even Fulcrum/Ring agents. Chuck scrolled the names that didn't seem to be in any particular order.

Snake Eyes

Angel

Singing Banana

Beaver

Hondo

Grey Hound

Fight tail

Brownstone

Rommulus

Rapunzel

Coho

Steel bottom

Beaver

Angel

Chicken Hawk

Singing Banana

Buckeye

Animal Mother

Lightweight

Turtle Dove

Match maker

Island Hopper

Mountaineer

Arc light

Salamander

"What's that look for?" Looking at Sarah but with one eye on the computer.

"Nothing."

"Spill it." Chuck diverted both his eyes at Sarah.

"I'm in love with your mind, and how you were able to figure this all out."

"Only my mind?"

"What?"

"You said that you're in love with my mind, any other part of me?"

"Maybe, maybe not." As she brought him closer, kissing him. Chuck stood up picked her up in his arms draping her legs over his strong arms. Moving back towards the bed. Chuck laid Sarah back down sliding, his hands over her skin as he let go of her. Sarah raised her arms to embrace his body as he settled in between her legs. Sarah had to catch her breath as a new energy came over Chuck. Forcing her mind to catch up with her body and what was being done to it, she slid her hand near her mouth as it grazed her lips. Chuck pull her hands back as he planted kisses as he maneuvered his way to her lips. Sarah knew that this was her chance to flip him, when he didn't expect it but she knew that he liked it when she took control. Flipping him over onto his back, his eyes were closed as Sarah kept the pace, but opened them to really see her. Sitting up, Sarah slowed down, almost stopping what she was doing to look at him. Holding her close with his left hand around her waist and his right hand behind him embracing both of them. Chuck took a deep breath.

"Chuck don't."

"Don't what?"

Sarah knew by the look he was giving her. What he was going to say to her.

"I have told you this in many forms and on many occasions and even before these last few days, you and me it has always been you. This was just an added bonus."

"Chuck no."

Chuck looked at her. "What?"

"I heard you every time. Every time that you told me and every occasion. But for once I would like to say it first."

Chuck brought his right hand and caressed her face. "Chuck Bartowski you're my world. You, mean everything and are everything to me. I can't change the past and the time we lost but I hope that I can be apart of your future. I love you."

Chuck smiled. "That wasn't so bad."

Sarah jabbed him with her fist. Chuck coughed slightly. "Sarah Walker, I will never get tired of telling you that I love you too, always have always will."

Sarah pull Chuck's face to hers as she held his head closer as their lips met sealing their declaration of love for each other. Chuck kissed her hard and intensely forcing them both to find a way to catch their breath. Chuck rolled over taking Sarah with him as they concluded their intense love making.

The sun crept through the faded curtains as Chuck and Sarah snuggled and kissed, not wanting to do much of anything else. Hearing her phone, she tried to reach for it but Chuck did what he could do to prevent her from reaching it. After a bit of 'struggling' she finally grabbed it and saw that it was Casey. Listening to his message she sprang up. "He'll be here in a half hour. "

Chuck got up, grabbing his clothes, running to the bathroom. Sarah rummaged through the sheets looking for her bra. Chuck ran back out after having a very quick shower and starts folding a blanket.

Sarah looks at him. "Why!"

Chuck looks up. "You want to explain to Casey what has happened the last few days - you and me and." (As Chuck swirls his finger)

"I guess not."

"Exactly."

Chuck finished making the couch look like it had been slept on. Moving then to the table to gather his papers. Sarah slipped into the bathroom for her quick shower. Drying off she heard a knock at the door. Chuck looks around to see if there was any incriminating evidence lying around. Thinking it clear he opens the door seeing Casey standing there with three coffees.

"Morning."

"Morning." As he walks in looking around.

Sarah comes out giving Chuck a look then greets Casey as he passes a coffee to her. "So, you survived, Walker?"

"What? Yeah."

"Glad to see that Chuck let you have the bed."

Sarah looked at the bed and remembered everything that went on in that bed, and even the last few hours. Then looked at Chuck who was getting a bit hot under the collar.

"Ready to go?"

"Yeah." Sarah smiled and grabbed her stuff and headed out. Chuck had a subtle smile on his face as he headed to the office to pay for the room and return the key. The team drove back to Castle agreeing to meet with Beckman in person. Hoping that if they met with her in person, she wouldn't shrug them off too quickly and they in turn could check out more leads while they where there.

Washington DC – Beckman's Office/CIA

Chuck finished up his lists on the plane and passed them to Sarah. They would go into the meeting stating that Bryce had initially sent him an email, which he did. But someone else had helped him with the last two deliveries. Stating that they were not sure if the two men were the same person. Also, they had to make sure that the name Scott Sender popped up in their conversation. Upon research it had him deceased and they hoped that Beckman would verify that for them.

Beckman listened then it was her turn. "Your telling me that someone in the CIA is planning to take over the intersect again? This whole time we have been played."

"That is why we are here."

"Bryce is dead."

"Yes, but why did he send me this info if he didn't think that there was a need."

"General you sent Bryce on a mission to hunt Fulcrum and maybe he found something because we know that there has to be something because Chuck flashed and everything that we have come across has been important."

The team continue to look at Beckman. Even thought they thought that they had a pretty good case, it wasn't looking to good for them. "You heading to Barstow on your own makes me wonder if you're not the threat."

Sarah remembering her conversation with Beckman weeks earlier. "General he was not alone and we were always present and Chuck was never in danger."

Beckman less than impressed. The team stewed for awhile in her presence. "Let me take a look at what you have found and I'll see if there is anything worth proceeding with. Don't go far."

Chuck and Sarah headed outside for a walk the around the CIA block taking in the sights as Casey found a corner to take a nap. Hours later Beckman called them back to her office.

"Just to be clear, I am not agreeing or disagreeing with what you have found and what Bryce has sent you. And this Scott Sener. I have to pull a few strings so I have nothing for you at the moment."

The team look at each other. "Off the record, I have had my suspicions as well. Knowing how Fulcrum and the Ring took over so quickly. I need answers, we all need answers. If Bryce was onto something and he was killed for it, then we don't have much time before they come for us. I will give you till the end of the week as they are doing some maintenance around here, so there won't be as many people around to ask questions."

Beckman also made it clear that if she was asked what they were doing in DC she had no recollection of their meeting or was aware of the investigation if anyone found out. She gave them complete access to all her files, hoping that Chuck would be able to cross reference them with the list of the code names that he flashed on and downloaded from the disc.

"Before you go. Whoever this person is, this Leader do what you can to bring him or her down. I will also give you my plane if you need it."

The team thanked Beckman and exited her office. Beckman walks to her window. Staring out. "Be safe team."

Chuck gets to work, while Casey and Sarah go through files on another floor. As the days progress the staying up late causes issues between Chuck and Sarah who just want to be together but can't disclose that they are a couple. At the end of the busy week, Sarah walks in only seeing Chuck, so she closes the door behind her and walks in not to scare him but to make him see that she was there. Coming up from behind she placed her hands on his shoulders. He didn't object so she squeezed them, then massage his neck. Hours before he would have made her stop but in all honestly, he needed the distraction. Sliding her hands down to rest them on his chest he leaned back. Sarah kissed his cheek. Whispering. "Hi."

"Hi." Chuck whispered back. Sarah and Chuck remained like this for a while longer then Chuck rolled his seat back bringing Sarah closer to him as she sat on his lap. Resting his head on her chest, she caressed his face. "Chuck, you need to sleep. Let me take over."

"No, its not your job."

"My job. My job is to protect you."

"Yes, to protect me. Not to protect me from working."

"That's not what I am saying."

"Fine, I don't want to fight, and I am too tired to argue. Cause either way I won't win." Sarah got up and pulled Chuck up and half pulled him to the couch. "Lay down."

Chuck gave her a miserable look. "You can be angry with me all you want after you have a sleep."

Chuck laid down. Giving orders for Sarah not to bother with the lists. Sarah laid down beside Chuck as he put his arms around her. If this was the only way to get him to sleep by having his arms her, Sarah was willing to give in. What could be worse than sleeping in the arms of the man she loved.

The Next Morning

The team sat around the table as they waited for Beckman. They hoped to have enough additional information to move further with this mission. Plus, the maintenance was almost complete so Chuck had to hurry and delete any cache or access points that were done, so that 'those' involved wouldn't know that someone was snooping around. Beckman arrived and closed the blinds and pulled up a chair. Chuck took the lead and presented their findings.

"Good Morning General. We have done all that we can do here. We agreed that we would present what we have and then get your input to where you think we should go from here. One: We must find the Elders, and who ever they are and what is their motives etc. Unfortunately, General."

Chuck looked at Sarah then at Casey then back to Beckman. "General, my findings might have one of the Elders as Jill Roberts."

Sarah sat up, this was all new to her. Looking at Chuck very disappointed that she didn't hear about this before he presented it to Beckman didn't sit well with her.

"Go on Chuck. From what I could find, Jill might be in Switzerland. Second: What is the common thread with all the Fulcrum and Ring operatives. The Intersect Files.

Three: With all that Bryce had sent us, we have enough evidence to prove that there's a threat coming, but when is the question."

"Chuck, you mentioned the Intersect Files. They were deleted when Bryce stole them years ago and sent them to you."

Chuck hated the reminder, but this wasn't about him. It was something more.

"General, Chuck believed that there was always something more to why Bryce sent him the files years ago and why Casey and I were brought into this as well. Putting that aside the Intersect was a mission that Bryce was deeply involved in and when he found out that there was an internal threat and that they knew everything about him. Who else did they know about? And because of this internal strike, he downloaded and destroyed the intersect because Fulcrum had plans for its intel. He needed some to trust with this so Chuck was the guy. The operation was called Sandstorm."

"Yes Sarah, we know this."

"But General, Chuck failed to mention, that Bryce had found out that Chuck's dad, Orion, Ted Roark, and man named Hartley created a thing called the key that they developed then split into 3 parts."

"Yes General. And only then could a variation be built. My Dad tried it and succeeded, Roark tried and failed."

"But we know that your dad changed the function and purpose of it right?"

"Yes. General."

"Hartley?"

"We don't know General."

"You think this man named Hartley, if that is his real name is responsible."

"No. General, I don't think so. It has to be someone inside. Bryce had me think about the time that we were at Stanford, possibly someone we went to school with or was around during his training."

Chuck grabs his list of the names from Stanford. Holding them up to Beckman. This list, and the files that Bryce sent us say other wise. Until we go through all these names and thank goodness the list has gotten smaller from what we have found out this week. We won't know till the last name is crossed off."

"What if you don't find this Leader or whoever else is working under our noses."

"General." This was the first time Casey had said anything.

"I didn't care for the man. I shot him twice. But Bryce was a good spy and they are far and few these days. He was loyal and his word most of the time was sincere. We know that when he sent the files to Chuck, the US Government was less impressed with his motives, but we have seen over the years that he made the right choice. He took something outrageous as program that Chuck's dad created that contained all our secrets and sent them to the very son of the original creator. Either it was completely stupid, insane or dysfunctional it ended up being the most selfless action I have seen. We have seen much good come out of this and how many organizations have failed or been destroyed because of what Chuck was able to do with the data. Yes, Chuck had the files but anyone can read a file. Chuck was able to put life to them."

Casey looked at Chuck. "I think it is worth looking into this before it's too late. We know someone is coming, so why not be ready for them."

Beckman got up and pushed her chair in. "So, I guess your off to Switzerland. I am very proud of you all and impressed at your willingness to protect the good name of the CIA. I wish you safe travels."

The team stood up. "Walker can I talk to you?"

Beckman walked out as Sarah gave Chuck a look then walked out closing the door behind her.

"Ms. Walker. I am impressed with your teams' findings and the amount of work you all have done."

"Thank you. But we have to thank Bryce for sending the info to Chuck. Chuck was then able to open it as wide as he has."

"I want you to be sure that he will be safe. All of you. From what I heard from you guys. There will be some sleeper cell or group still loyal to Fulcrum and the Ring. And they will jump at the chance to get their hands on Chuck."

"Yes, General."

"I'm not going to mention to anyone that Jill has been found. But keep your eyes open. She may still be in contact with the Leader if the Leader is the same person that she was working with back in LA. We might have our hands full."

"Yes, General."

Beckman headed down the hall as Chuck and Casey walked out. Grabbing their gear, they headed to the airport.

Casey found his seat in the back while Chuck sat near the front and Sarah next to him on his left. The plane took off. It would either be an enjoyable eight-hour flight to Zurich or a long painful journey with Sarah 'discussing' why he didn't tell her about Jill. Chuck unclicks his seat belt and stretches out, hoping to get some sleep as he was finally relaxing after trying to get Beckman on board. Sarah turns to face him. He could feel her eyes on him even though his eyes were closed. Opening one, he looked and saw her looking back at her. A look that he had seen many times before. Sitting up he turned slightly.

"I…."

"Chuck, I don't care. Sooner or later she was bound to pop up. I was just… hearing her name and what you two had…"

"Sarah, she was my past. You're my present and my future. But she is connected with this and whatever we do from now on, she is going to be involved."

Chuck grabbed her hand and kissed it.

"We good."

Sarah took a deep breath. "We're good."

ZURICH

Arriving at the hotel, Sarah and Chuck had planned to share a room, you know to protect the Intersect, but Beckman had already made the arrangements, while they were in the air. The first night was tolerable, jet lag and all. But the second night Sarah was determined to see her Chuck. Knowing that they were next door to each other. Sarah walked out onto her balcony and checked the sturdiness of the ledge. Wearing only her underpants a bathrobe she climbed up and over landing into Chuck's balcony. Sarah tapped quietly as Chuck hears the tap, coming out of the bathroom only wearing a towel. Chuck pretends to slip back and hide which at first was very cute but for Sarah the temperature outside wasn't for her liking. Chuck walks towards the door and unlocks his door as Sarah comes in. Chuck smiles and kisses her. Tugging at her bathrobe he takes a peak seeing that she not wearing much underneath he closes the door.

"Well Ms. Walker. I'm impressed at your agility and climbing over. "

"Well it's seemed a lot better than you coming over to my side wearing just a towel then probably losing it and then getting Casey to help you down. Chuck shivered at the thought of him ever having to climb from a balcony half naked. "

"Would you like anything. "

"Uh huh".

"To drink I mean."

Sarah nodded as Chuck went to the bar fridge and grabbed a few bottles of rye and two cans of coke. Sitting down. Sarah quickly drank hers as Chuck nursed his but got the look which had him close the curtains and lock the door putting a do not disturb sign on the door. Sarah sat on her knees as Chuck walked towards her. Sarah loved feeling his skin and the hairs on his chest. Running her hands up and over his strong arms he embraced her kissing her tenderly then picking up the pace. They hadn't been together since Barstow so they figured they'd reacquaint themselves first. Chuck pulled on the draw strings opening her robe only seeing her wearing purple underwear and being braless.