Don't own Chuck
Omer and his men waited around in Abe's apartment for their man to return with the detonator and the longer it too the more anxious they felt. Omer posted one-man downstairs just outside the entrance to keep look out just in case. The last thing they wanted was to get caught inside. They couldn't afford to be surprised and have to fight their way out. Omer was about to call his missing man when he finally showed up.
"What took you so long? There had better not be any sandwich wrappers in the van. I smell onion on your breath," said Omer as he took the detonator from the man handing it to his bomb expert.
"You've got bad breath too. Don't blame me. It wasn't where I was told it was supposed to be so I wasted time having to toss the place looking for it. But you've got everything now so lighten up."
"I'll lighten up when we're safely out of here and this place is a burning inferno. How much longer before you're done?"
"Just about there. I'm finishing connecting the leds then I'll need to isolate the contacts with tape then sent the phone. After that I'll be done."
"You don't have to make it pretty. It just has to go boom when I dial the number. We've been in this apartment too long as it is."
"I thought you were worried about the Turk and the tirade he'd go on if we didn't follow his orders. Who's trying to cut corners now?"
"I'm not cutting any corners and we are following the Turks instructions. It's just I think we should've followed them quicker than we have," said Omer as he was starting to get upset with his men once again. Who were they to question him but before he lost it his demolition expert spoke up.
"Okay, we're ready to go. All you have to do is dial in and the whole place will go boom. I wouldn't want to be anyone else in this building when this goes off because they're about to have a rude wake up call."
"Good... brilliant, let's go," said Omer. He got his men together then they left and went to the elevator. However, looking back Omer saw light from under the door. "Which one of you was the last man out? Whoever you were you forgot to turn off the light."
"Poor Abe, he's going to get hit with a high electric bill," said one of the men as the elevator doors opened. They all laughed as they got on. Omer pressed the button to go down as he fidgeted with his phone in his pocket. Once they got down, and in their van, he wanted to leave the area before he detonated the bomb. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he didn't notice the woman who stepped on elevator as the doors opened. They ran right into each other and Omer dropped his phone which he quickly recovered.
"Entschuldigung Sie bitte," said Omer to excuse them. However, the woman just stood there for a few minutes looking at them as Omer shoved his phone into his pocket. He glanced back at her as she stood in the elevator still looking at them as the elevator doors closed.
"That was a close one," said one of the men. "Omer, what were you thinking? Please tell us your phone didn't get broken."
"I don't have to explain anything to any of you and even if my phone got broken all we had to do is use one of yours to call in the explosion. Now let's clear out of here and blow this place."
They laughed as the crossed the street and got into the van. After that they headed down to the next intersection. It had the perfect vantage point from there they could watch the apartment go up in a fire ball then speed away without being seen.
"This should be good enough," said Omer as they pulled over. "Okay, everyone look outside and watch the fireworks," he said as he pressed the number. "Here we go," he said as he pushed dial. But nothing happened.
"Crap, what's the problem," he said as he redialed but again nothing. "Are you sure you didn't screw up the wiring," said Omer as he looked in the rearview at the man in the back.
"You were the one telling me to hurry up. One of the bare wires must've touched another one and shorted itself out. We need to go back and let me look at it. I'm sure I can fix it."
"We've got no other choice but go back," said Omer as he glanced up at the man in the rearview. They had to make a U-turn then drove back to the building. But on the way back no one noticed a Humvee parked on the street a few buildings away. They pulled up in front then stopped.
"Here you go. Jump out, go up and fix whatever it was that you screwed up. We'll wait for you down here."
"Oh, no you don't. I'm not going to fall for this. You're going to send me up then as soon as I'm inside you're going to drive off and detonate that thing while I'm still in the building."
"Don't be silly. Go do what you've got to do or I'll end you right here," said Omer as he pulled out his weapon then turned around and pointed at his man.
"Go ahead... shoot. I dare you to pull that trigger but I don't see anyone else here who can do what I do. You were the one who said it didn't have to look pretty. So, pull that trigger then you can go up and sort through those wires. Hopefully, you won't blow your fool head off in the process but who knows."
"Okay, okay, I'll go up with you and hold your hand. Is that more to your liking?"
"It's start," said the man. They both got out of the van then went back over to the front door. Omer popped the door again. Once they broke they got on the elevator and started up once more.
"You know now that I think about it there was something about that woman we bumped into before... something strange."
"Who? You mean the one you bumped into?" he said stressing 'you'. "What do you thing was so strange that she didn't say she was sorry. She's German so what did you expect? If it didn't ground itself out then it shorted itself out. I'll have that thing ready to go in a snap."
"You know sometimes you over value your net worth to me," said Omer as the bell rang and the elevator doors opened.
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Sarah woke up and rolled over to find Chuck was gone. However, she had a good idea where he was so after she checked on Bunny she went to the kitchen. She knew he was there before she found him the perfume of pancakes permeated the hall.
"Here you are," said Sarah as she took her coffee cup down from the cupboard. "I figured you'd either be cooking or cleaning," she said as she filled her cup.
"I woke up early so I decided to cook breakfast for everyone," he said as he slid a stack of pancakes towards her. "Eat up there's time before we have to get ready to take Sam to school."
"Your getting up early, did it have something to do with a nightmare? You were tossing and turning all night," said Sarah as she noticed Chuck's phone sitting on the counter. "Did it have to do with your mother? I would tell you not to worry but we promised no lies and no secrets."
"I know but no it didn't have anything to do with my mother," said Chuck then he told her about his dream and how they'd become the Addams family. Sarah laughed when he finished.
"You can laugh now but I can tell you when Bunny went missing and then Sam had that Anaconda... well that's what woke me up."
"Okay, we can agree on no snakes in the house," said Sarah as she gave him a mischiefs smile over her cup. "Oh, Chuck what did one ghost say to another ghost?"
"I'm afraid to ask. Okay, what did one ghost say when to another one and don't tell me boo. Your pancakes are getting cold."
"No, I can see right through you," said Sarah as she took a bite. Chuck shook his head then continued cooking.
"Oh, come on. It wasn't that bad and I laugh at yours," said Sarah. Chuck smiled then turned back and kissed her.
"No, it wasn't. What did the ghost say when it got a tear in its sheet," said Chuck as he flipped over the pancake in the skillet. "I made a boo boo."
"And you thought mine was bad," said Sarah. "If that pancake is looking for a home I've got one right here," she said as she held up her plate. It wasn't long after that when Sam came walking in the kitchen in her onesie carrying the plastic box under her arm. She put Harry on the table as she pulled out a seat then sat in it.
"Excuse me but does Harry have to be at the table when we eat," said Chuck as he took the box and Harry looked back at him with his six eyes. Chuck gingerly put Harry on the counter top.
"But he'll get lonely over there by himself," said Sam but Chuck wasn't going to budge on this. He just put a pancake in front of her without saying a word. "Okay, but I need to keep an eye on him. He's my responsibility until I take him back to school today."
"And he has six to keep an eye on you but keeping an eye on Harry doesn't mean dinning with him. Unless you want me to catch you some flies and insects to sprinkle on your pancake? Crunch, crunch... yum, yum."
"Very funny, but I'll skip the raisins today if you don't mind," said Sam as she started to eat. As they were eating Casey came walking through the front door without knocking as usual.
"John, what are you doing here? We didn't ring," said Sarah as she smiled over at Chuck who laughed back. Casey looked at the two of them then just shook his head.
"I know I'm missing something but it doesn't matter now and I hope there's another one of those for me. Where's your remote control?" Casey said as he grabbed it next to Harry's box. The tarantula jumped against the side of the box towards Casey's hand.
"I bet you'd like piece of me and you'd end up in the same place I sent all your relatives," snarled Casey. Sam just gave him a death stare. "What? I've seen his kind before."
"You don't have to be mean to him. How would you like it if you were kept in a plastic box all day and never got a chance to get out to stretch your eight legs."
"Oh no, nobodies stretching any legs in this house," said Chuck. "Next thing you'll bring home will be an anaconda and that will be... well it just isn't going to happen." Sam looked perplexed at her mother.
"Never mind and finish your breakfast. Your father had a bad dream. So, Casey what is it we're supposed to see?
"One moment... Chuck, what channel is the news channel? On mine it's forty-three," said John as he zapped through channels until he found it. "Here we go. Every one pipe down and listen you've got to see this to believe it. I'm surprised Beckman hasn't call us on this yet."
"Shush John, we can't hear the woman over you," said Chuck as he had to watch the stove and the television at the same time.
"Breaking news," said the anchorwoman. "The tables turned today with our southern neighbor when Mexico authorities issued a formal complaint with the US State department. Four US immigration agents were arrested earlier in Tijuana without passports or identification. Mexico has asked the State department for an explanation and some ranking officials in the Mexican government have hinted that maybe they need a border wall to keep these bad hombres out of their country."
"I think we all know who's responsible for this," said John. Sarah coughed then looked over at Sam and shook her head.
"No, I don't know who's responsible," said Sam as she looked round at everyone. "Well who's responsible? Uncle Casey you didn't..."
"No, Casey's statement was a question," said Chuck as he handed John a plate of pancakes. "Isn't that right John. You were saying like 'does anyone know who was responsible for this?'"
"That's right and whoever did it ought to get a medal even if I don't think the General or the White house will agree. Can you pass me more syrup? So, today's the big day in the Principal's office. Chuck, this has to feel like homecoming for you."
"Gee, thanks there John. When you went to school they didn't have a principal's office to send you to not in Little House on the Prairie." Casey let out a grunt.
"So, what are you going to do with Harry? Maybe you ought to think about getting a Harriet to keep him company?"
"Female tarantulas sometimes eat the male after mating," said Sam as she finished her pancake. Everyone turned and looked at her. "What? I saw it on animal planet. If I were Harry I wouldn't want a Harriet or Jane or any other female as my friend. Not if I thought they were going to eat me."
"Friend," said Sarah as she sipped her coffee. She was worried that Animal Planet might've explained things to Sam a little too early. "I don't know if spiders have friends."
"Not if they try to eat you. But I don't understand is why they want to be mates? Uncle Cole told me that's what they call friends in England. That is what they meant?"
"Yes, absolutely with benefits," said Chuck as Sarah gave him a look so he tried to dig himself out of his hole. "You need to be a special friend to be your mate and I think I need to get ready. Wow, look at the time we need to get a move on it or we'll be late for our meeting with Dr. Durham.
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The General would've called them but she was busy on the phone with the White house and the State department denying she knew anything about what had happened. If she had thought about calling them before now she dared not because she'd lose her plausible deniability.
"How am I supposed to know how your agents ended up south of the border? You need to ask them when we get them back."
"We did ask there," said a voice from the squawk box in the middle of her desk. "They say they don't know what happened and they also say they can't remember anything from the last twenty-four hours."
"That's quite the bender and that's something said by me," said Roan as he nursed a cup of coffee. The General could smell the whiskey in it from where she was sitting.
"That's just it they all deny having touched a drop. They say they were woken up in a strip joint in Tijuana by the Federales asking for IDs without any idea how they got there."
"They don't even remember the floor show? What a shame," said Roan as he took a sip. Diane gave him look as she raised an eyebrow.
"Well it's only natural that they deny remembering anything. Nobody wants to get caught with their hand in the cookie jar," said Diane but as soon as she said it she regretted it. Roan start to speak. "You say one word as a comeback and I'll throw my coffee cup at you."
"What did you say General," said the voice from the box. "I'm sorry but I couldn't understand your last. Can you please repeat?"
"It was nothing I was just telling Roan that I might have to send him to investigate. However, I'd like to first get your people back then we can decide on the best course of action together with the White house. It may be in everyone's best interest to let this blow over barring you have any other runaway agents trying to defect?"
"Defect to Mexico that's a good one but if I'd said anything like that to the White house I'd be the director of a MacDonald's. I think maybe you're right and we should let this go. If we sent someone south of the boarder and they got caught that would just make the whole situation that much awkward."
"I couldn't agree more with that. Sometimes you just have to batten down the hatches and ride out the storm. Sooner or later it will go away. The way things are going now you won't have to wait long for someone to do something stupid and the press light will focus on them. I'd like to chat longer with you but I have agents in the field to deal with," said Diane and before the man could respond she cut the connection.
"I didn't think he was ever going to get off the line. You said Mary was in Berlin... our old stomping grounds," said Roan as he heaved a sigh. "Those were the days. You know I could leave today and give her a hand. I still know people in places over there."
"I just may take you up on that. Jim Henson is acting up over there. I heard someone notified the BND of Mary's arrival and they held her up for a little while but she managed to talk her way free."
"You don't think Jim called CASCOPE and let them know she was arriving? He's the chief over there surely he'd have to know we'd figure that out."
"Maybe he didn't care. Whatever the reason, I want to let him know that he's the chief there by my good graces and if he pokes the bull he gets the horns."
"Do you want me to do a fitness appraisal?" said Roan as he looked over his coffee cup at her then took a sip and sat his cup down.
"I want you to put your foot where the sun doesn't shine and give Mary whatever assistance she might need. This could be a gold mine if we can find Abe's ledger."
"If he did make that call Mary may just do my job for me."
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Mary knew she had to act quickly she was literally in the same room as a ticking time bomb that could go off at any second. She looked the bomb over for any hidden switches or booby traps that would detonate it if the bomb was mishandled but there were none. She quickly deactivated it then made it look like two wires had touched shorting it out.
"Now to wait for my friends to come back," she said as she went into a closet and waited. "Sorry Fritz but it doesn't look like I'm going to be able to keep my promise," she said as she held her weapon at the ready and waited.
She didn't have to wait long before she heard someone at the door then two men walked into the apartment. One man seemed angry with the other both were speaking German with a heavy Turkish accent.
"Fix your mistake and let's get out of here," said Omer. "I need to call the Turk and let him know everything was done according to plan."
"It will be a few minutes. Your rushing me before is what caused this," said the man. "Look, I knew it the wires their touching. If only you'd let me use the electrical tape this could've been avoided," he said as he took out a roll from his pocket then knelt down to tape the bare wires.
"Stop your bellyaching and get on with it," said Omer as he looked around the room. He couldn't shake the feeling that the walls were looking at him. "Are you done yet?"
"Almost," said the man as he turned the phone over. "I don't remember putting this face down. Oh no..."
"Now what," said Omer as he looked over the man's shoulder. This was Mary's chance and she took it coming out of the closet with a pillow wrapped over her pistol. The first muffled round went into the back of the bomb experts head. Omer spun round only to catch a round square in the chest knocking him to the ground. He coughed and held his chest as a woman came walking over to him. He looked up and through his haze he recognized her. "It's you."
"Yes, it's me now our introductions are over. I want you to listen and listen carefully. I'm going to give you a onetime offer so think before you answer," said Mary as she tossed the empty sack that was the pillow. Feather down was floating down like snow in the room as she spoke slowly. "Where are the rest of your men?"
"Outside waiting in a van. They won't wait long before they come looking for me... for us," said Omer as he glanced at the body of his man.
"You idiots, we've already found what you were looking for. It's locked up at the Embassy. We were just waiting to see what roaches would ran out so we could squash them when we turned the lights on. Goodbye Omer," she said.
He closed his eyes and prepared himself for what was to come. But he waited and waited and then he waited some more. Slowly he opened his eyes and the woman was gone along with their weapons and the bomb.
He got up rubbing his chest. His vest had saved him but he still felt like he'd been kicked in the chest by a mule.
"I've got to..." he said to himself as he felt the whole building shake. People in the building at first thought it had been an earthquake and afterwards the official story was a terrorist attack but Omer knew what it was. The woman had used their bomb to blow up his van with his men in it.
"Boss, they were waiting for us," said Omer as he talked to the Turk on his phone. "I'm the only survivor and I'm alive only because they thought I was dead. ... Wait before you get angry with me. I overheard some things. That thing you wanted, the Americans found it. ... Yes, that's what I heard and it's in the Embassy locked away. ... Yes, in the American Embassy. I'm sure."