Sarah and Casey sat in the airport lounge trying to make a plan.
"Ok first thing is Ellie and his friends, they need to know what is going on." Sarah started, bringing out a piece of paper.
"And we should quit, but like mail our letters of resignation when we head out to the fort so that way they get it while we are breaking him out." Casey put in.
"We will need Ellie and Devon, things are going to be messy they are doctors…" Sarah trailed off.
"Good point…we also need a way to get in contact with Chuck, he is like most likely suicidal by now." Casey replied.
"I knew leaving was the worst idea, I thought he deserved better." Sarah admitted.
"Well we are going to get him back, so non of that matters now." Casey soothed.
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A knock at the door of the Bartowski's home just caused moans and groans from the people inside. They were all done with people paying their respects. They just wanted to be alone.
"Please just go!" Ellie cried out, sobbing into Devon's chest.
"Ellie, it is Sarah." Sarah yelled through the door.
Immediately Sarah and Casey heard shuffling around and hushed voices. Two seconds later the front door opened leading to a distraught Devon, Ellie, and Morgan.
"Sarah!" Ellie cried out, pulling her into a hug. "Thank God you are here."
"Ellie we need to talk now, time is limited." Casey pushed, accepting a hug from the young woman.
"What is there to talk about?" Ellie asked, tears staining her face.
"First off, Chuck is very much alive and in trouble." Sarah replied, shocking the group.
"Trouble that involves your help to get him out of." Casey finished.
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Chuck pretended to be asleep as his door opened. Two men walked in carrying food, and the newest video games. Planning his attack, Chuck quickly jumped up a kneed the man with the food in the groin before he could blink. Quickly then, Chuck slammed his elbow into the other guard's face breaking his nose, his gun falling to the floor.
Without thinking Chuck bent down and picked it up, he was not going to stay in this jail cell any longer.
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"So you are saying…Chuck is the human intersect, holder of all the NSA and CIA's secrets…only when Sarah left…who is his fake girlfriend but both are in love with each other…is now in jail under this General Beckman's orders?" Ellie asked, her tears dried.
"Yes, we know it sounds insane but it is true, and with your help, we can get him back." Sarah pleaded.
"He is alive?" Devon asked again.
"And heartbroken, I didn't know he was this bad or I would have quit and come to him sooner…I only had a couple years left in my contract…we just didn't have a chance to say goodbye and I guess they kept all my letters from getting to him." Sarah explained.
"This is so surreal." Ellie exclaimed.
"And we don't have much time to let it sink in, we need a plane, safe house, medical equipment and all the money we can pull together in five hours." Sarah responded honestly.
"What are we going to do?" Devon asked.
"We are going to go off the grid, I have a friend…it will be tough at first, but I promise safe and ok." Casey replied.
"Ok, then lets do this." Ellie said, sucking up all of her courage.
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Chuck smoothly made his way down the hallway. It was empty for the most part, resembled a basement really.
With the gun clutched loosely in his hand he turned a corner, immediately running into (literally) General Beckman herself.
"Dammit Bartowski! Go back to your room!" Beckman yelled, having one of her men quickly take the gun from him.
"I want out." Chuck simply replied, not moving, holding the general's gaze.
"Listen, you need to go back before someone with a low clearance level comes down and finds you. I will…I will let you talk to Major Casey if you cooperate." The General bribed.
"I want Sarah." Chuck answered back.
"How about her partner…Bryce?" The general offered.
Chuck mulled it over. Bryce was his friend, and even though he knew Sarah's reassignment was because of him, he may be his best shot at getting out of here.
"Free from bugs and anyone listening?" Chuck asked.
Then General look horrified at the thought, but quickly gave in.
"Yes. You have my…word." Beckman gritted out.
With that, Chuck turned away and walked back to his hell hole, flipping the general off as walked down the hallway.
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"Ok here is the plan, I have a friend who has a plane that looks like the type that flys in an our of Fort Dix all the time. All we have to do is bluff our way onto the runway, then you and Devon will wait for us and we will come back with Chuck. We may be injured, and we are talking gun shot wounds, can you get the medical stuff for that?" Sarah asked Ellie as they sat around the kitchen table, coffee pouring every five minutes.
"Yea, Devon and I have a friend who runs an emergency room twenty minutes from here, we just need a car big enough to fit it all." Ellie replied, adrenaline rushing through her veins.
"We have that covered, Casey is out getting a truck right now, we can just cover the back so nothing gets away." Sarah replied.
"I can't believe this, it feels like a dream." Ellie confessed.
"I know it is a lot to take in, but trust me. Chuck is alive and…depressed or else I would say well, the government has just gone to far this time." Sarah soothed.
Suddenly Devon and Casey came into the house, quickly shutting the door.
"Brought a friend, he was sneaking around outside." Casey announced.
Sarah looked up confused, but her expression quickly turned cold.
"Bryce." Sarah greeted.
"Walker." Bryce gritted back.