A/N The last chapter was a little short, and I'm not going to have my computer for a day or so, so I figured I'd give you two chapters today. Hope you enjoy!

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. . . What about the Intersect?

Chuck hadn't flashed since he had woke up after the shooting. I didn't know if I should consider it a good thing or a bad thing.

The protective girlfriend in me didn't want eight year old Chuck to have to deal with the Government, the Intersect (and the flashes that come with it) or anything from the spy life that Chuck has had to deal with.

However, the CIA agent in me wanted to make sure that the Intersect was still intact in Chuck's mind. So conflict raged inside of me.

I had stayed at the hospital with Chuck overnight, and the doctors finally discharged him in the morning.

Ellie-who had as well stayed overnight- and I drove Chuck back to the apartment. As we walked across the courtyard, Chuck seemed confused and stopped walking.

"What's wrong Chuck?" Ellie and I asked simultaneously.

"Where are we?" He asked sitting down on the side of the fountain.

Ellie looked at me and gave me her 'I'll handle this' look.

She sat beside him and put her hand on his knee.

"This is home Chuck. We've lived here for. . . a while." She sighed.

"Oh, sorry. I guess I forgot that things aren't normal. . . Well things are normal for you I guess. " Chuck said quietly, almost as if he were ashamed of not having all of his memories.

Ellie put her hand on Chuck's shoulder and they both stood up.

"Let's go inside." She walked towards the door and I noticed Casey walking out of his apartment and into the courtyard.

I walked over to stop him from getting a chance to talk to Chuck.

"Sarah are you coming inside?" Chuck asked, before entering the apartment.

"I'll be right there." I said, as Ellie shut the door.

I hadn't seen Casey since the mission, and even though he had been there when everything had gone wrong when we were taking down the Fulcrum agent, he still had no idea what Chuck's current situation was.

"I see you got Bartowski home in one piece."

"Casey, we need to talk." I said, and the only acknowledgment I got in return was one of Casey's grunts.

"You better make whatever 'talk' this is fast, because Beckman wants to talk to you and Chuck about the mission."

"Casey, when Chuck woke up, he wasn't. . . he wasn't himself. Well he was himself, it's just, um. . . "

"Spit it out Walker." Casey growled.

"It's kind of complicated."

"Well I've got time so finish your story, cause your wasting daylight here Walker."

"He's suffering from post traumatic stress and Chuck's mind is very fragile. . . "

"You've got that right." I ignored his comment and finished my sentence.

". . . and he didn't know how to deal with the trauma, so he had reverted back to a younger version of himself. . . " The words stung as they came out of my mouth " . . . So things are easier for his mind to compute."

Casey still showed no change in emotion, and I wasn't expecting him to.

"Do you want me to go talk to him or something, maybe I can fix the glitch in Robot Boy's brain."

"No Casey, I don't want you getting within talking distance. Especially if you're going to talk about him like that." I said forcefully.

Whatever damage had already been done to Chuck's brain, being talked to by John Casey could only make things worse.

Casey grunted and almost seemed amused at my anger.

"So how much younger does Bartowski think he is?" Casey's mocking tone was not helping anything.

"He's about eight years old."

I think I saw a look of shock cross Casey's face. I couldn't be sure though.

"Oh. So what about the Intersect?" Only Major John Casey, could be more worried about the Intersect than Chuck after finding out that Chuck thinks that he is a child

"I don't know yet. He hasn't flashed since the accident."

"Well what are we supposed to do about that? Better yet, what are we gonna tell Beckman?"

"I'll figure something out. I'm gonna go inside and check on Chuck."

Casey nodded and walked away. "Well at least you don't have to worry about your not-so-cover relationship." Casey smiled at his own cruel joke.

And before I turned to go inside, I gave Casey a look that would make the coldest of hearts run away in fear. . .

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