AN

So here I am sitting around with little to nothing to do except paperwork, and I say to no one in particular "Hey, I should finish the Casey's bad night sleep chapter I've been toying with."

No one answered "sure, sounds like a plan to me."

So while I was waiting to get a cat scan done to find the cause of my audio hallucinations, I finished this off.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing of the Chuck universe. I make nothing and I am nobody is creating a Castle play set to go with the Team Bartowski action figures that he has yet to create.

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Grunt #239 (What the heck hit me?)

John Casey, looks around. Still almost pitch black.

"Well it's still better than the Buy More."

He was still chained to a wall. How many days has it been?

His waking ritual, doing a quick 'how am I check'. Today: multiple broken bones in both hands, left arm, ribs, both kneecaps and all toes. One eye seems swollen shut and there are scars everywhere. His right arm had been securely fastened to the wall and an IV has been inserted in. The tube disappears into the wall, but something is obviously flowing through it since it felt like ants crawling under his skin. Taking a deep breath, the smell of bbq ribs would make his mouth water, but his body is so dehydrated, he can't even spit anymore. At least he is not seeing the Bartowski-wearing-only-a-fig leaf hallucination chicken dancing up and down his nose again. 'oh crap, I don't think my foot is suppose to turn that far...'

"Good Morning Colonel Casey."

GRUNT #452 (Not again….)

That distorted Donald Duck voice come blaring from nowhere again, coming with it those bright multicoloured strobe lights flashing in no particular pattern all over the room.

Grunt #653 (What no coffee?)

"You have survived torture that would have made most people break days ago. Bravo Colonel. Physical pain to every part of your body, a wide assortment of drugs, deprived of sleep, hot pokers, electrocution, water boarding, bamboo chutes under your finger and toe nails, ripping off band-aids really fast, 12 hours with a nearly blind dentist with a drill, 28 hours of "THE BEST OF JEFFSTER". watching 72 episodes of Dr. Phil with an IV of caffeine and your eyes taped open, 100 hours of "What not to wear", the destruction of your beloved Crown Vic and the tattoo of the I HATE REAGAN on your… private areas clearly seen every time you salute. Even the burning of the American flag with a picture of your mother with an apple pie did not cause you to break. I am impressed."

On the wall opposite Casey, images of all the torture that he suffered flashed up, ending in the image of a burning flag with a picture of mommie on top repeated again, like it did over and over again for hours before.

"It would help if you actually just gave yourself up now." Casey barley choked out.

"Well what do you know, Casey made a funny. Hmmmm, no I don't think so Colonel. But I do have some terrible news for you. Your partner and her boyfriend were found dead in their bed this morning, apparently a murder suicide according to the police. He killed her and then himself. Very sad really..."

The image of Sarah and Chuck holding each other close in his bed, a bottle of high grade contact poison clearly seen spread over the bed.

"Looking at your surveillance tapes, they were so busy entertaining themselves, that they never even realized you never returned from the gun show you were to attend. So if you were hoping that your partner would save you, not going to happen."

Grunt #123 (laugh) "Oh crap. Nobody that knows them would believe that the nerd would take her out, your bluffing."

"Sorry Colonel, The RING never bluffs. Now are you going to tell us what we want to know or do we stop playing nice?"

"There is no way you are getting anything out of me. I've had warlords bleed me from my liver. Do your worst!"

"Yes we did that too actually. Very well Colonel, I wish I could say it was nice knowing you; however I will say I am impressed. Now we were going to show you some of your surveillance video of those two, really they are quite flexible and eight times, impressive. However the INNER RING is impatient, so goodbye, Colonel Casey you will probably not survive the final torture. I do not believe that anyone has been able to stand more than 5 minutes. There is only one way to survive that horrible death. Tell us your secret quiche recipe!"

The lights go out. You could near a pin drop…then from nowhere….

"So Morgan, I hear Casey said if he was on a deserted island, he would bring a ham sandwich."

"Ham that is so amateurish, ham, no way, it would take at least a ham and cheese string sandwich to possibility even make it as a contender."

On the screen is an security feed of a hotel conference room, a close up of Chuck leaning in to give Casey a kiss is being played in v e r y s l o w m o t i o n.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" Casey screams, and then he feels cold water hit his face.

Casey bolts up in his chair. Only to be knocked over when the headphone he is wearing become taunt and throws him off balance.

Sarah holding a now empty water bottle laughs so hard that she falls into the couch.

Looking around he is in his living room in front of his surveillance system. He glances at his hands arms, and a quick look down inside his sweatpants, everything seemed fine, except his face and shirt was wet.

"Oh Crap Casey, I was coming over to see Chuck when I heard you screaming, I came in I found you asleep having a nightmare. It seemed like the safest way to wake you up. But the look on your face and the "nooooo" just before I threw the water, oh crap, just too funny." And with that Sarah quickly went out the door before he could fully untangle himself from the long headphone cord.

Grunt #542 (What the…)

He removes the headphones and picks up the huge, and now empty vodka bottle. 'That's the last time I listen to those two buy morons after one of these."

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OK so the cat scan said I am review deprived and the voice will go away when I get a ton of reviews so my over active brain will stop making things up… unless I am dreaming……

Oh crap, I'm working out a couple of bugs on my Crappy day.

Hope to have it up over the weekend