Mind's eye

see Chapter 1 for disclaimers.

Chuck vs. the Living Ddead

Chuck closed his computer and looked out the window to see that the sun had started to rise. He went over and took the bottle of Johnny Walker he kept in case of a 'Casey emergency' and poured himself a glass. Writing hisa 'spy will' turned out to be the hardest thing he had to write.

He stared at the laptop. 'Lets hope Sarah and Ellie never have to see it.'

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Sarah tossed and turned. Not only did she sleep better when he was beside her, she was pretty sure what he was doing out there. And as much as she wished she could go out there, there are just some things that just must be done alone. She turned over and hit the pillow for the hundredth time that night.

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Like most of the night, John Casey stared at the blank paper on the table. How Bartowski got under his skin he wished he knew. He sat down and picked up the pen 'Alex. , I am your father…"

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The adorable psycho (now referring to herself as MRS. CHUCK) was throwing imaginary knives at an imaginary target. 'Nobody, I said NOBODYobody is looking strangely at, touching, harming, hurting, bonking, or plowing My BOYTOY BUT ME! HEAR THAT BRUNETTE SKANKS! BRING IT ON!"

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Shadow was fanning himself with a book, "Man, two things I hate: these hot flashes and something telling me my business."

Last one will be coming soon. Having a hard time with it actually but soon.