Don't own Chuck
When Sam woke up the Sun was already high and shining through her window which she thought was strange but didn't think anything about it until after she yawned and stretched then she looked at her alarm. That was when she realized just how late it was. She jumped out of bed and tore off her pajamas and threw on her clothes for school.
"Where is everyone and why hasn't someone come to wake me up," she said to herself as she became a quick-change artist throwing her pajamas across the room.
"I'll worry about you later," she said. "Crap, no time for breakfast and no time to brush my teeth," she said as she put her hand in front of her mouth so she could check her breath.
"Yuck, dragon breath," said Sam as she made a face. "Pew, I can take an apple and eat it on the way to school," she said as she ran out her door and into the hallway.
"Where is everyone? Why aren't the curtains opened? They'd better have a good excuse. I know I set my alarm last night so someone turned it off. I might be getting old but I'm not senile yet," she mumbled to herself as she ran down the hall.
"What the..." she said finding Morgan snoring on the floor in the living room and Alex asleep on the sofa. She was about to wake them when Kat touched her on the shoulder. Sam jumped ten feet off the floor landing with fists up ready to fight.
"Calm down there killer," said Kat. "Let's keep it down and let them sleep. How about a bowl of cereal this morning? That should be quiet enough. It got late last night so everyone slept over."
"Breakfast? I don't have time for breakfast. I need to get to school or I'm going to be late and I don't want to be late. What's wrong with you people? You can wake one of them up and let them watch Bunny. There's no time to change her unless she's already to go."
"Just slow it down a bite. It got late last night because your mother called after you'd gone to sleep. She told us things were proceeding there with your grandfather and then I explained about the guards that the General post outside to watch us. Together we decided that it might be a good idea for you to stay home for the next couple of days... until things blow over."
"Until things blow? You actually think things will be over in a couple of days? She nor you can't know that for sure and if Mommy did she'd be able to tell me when she's coming home. I bet she didn't just things are proceeding. Whatever that means. This whole thing is so unfair. You adults decide everything and we've got to put up with it. I need to go to school so I can become a doctor and I can't do that hiding at home."
"You just need to be a little patient and this will all go away before you know it. I know it's not ideal but think about Bunny. She needs to be protected and you're her older sister. She needs you to look out for her."
"You know being the oldest really bites the big one sometimes," said Sam as she pulled out a chair then sat down at the table. "I mean hard."
"Sam watch your language. I know you're upset but that's no excuse for bad manners young lady," said Kat as she got Sam a bowl and box of cereal.
"I'm sorry but it does," she said as she watched Kat pour her bowl full. "You know I think I deserve a little more. You know for the inconvenience as well as the emotional and mental distress."
"I think you mean mental duress," said Kat as she poured Sam a little more and added milk then handed her a spoon.
"See right there is why I need to go to school to learn these things," said Sam as she heaved a sigh then started eating talking with her mouthful.
"Swallow then talk or you're going choke. I swear sometimes if I didn't know any better I'd think you're being raised by wolves."
"Owooooo," said Sam imitating a wolf's howl smiling at Kat who gave her a look back. However, in that moment Morgan walked over to the table. "Did you hear snap, crackle and pop?"
"What's wrong with you? You know that's Captain Crunch and is there any left in the box?" he asked as he went and got himself a cup of coffee. Sam growled at him when he reached for it. "Geez, did you wake up on the wrong side of the den?"
"No, but since I'm being raised by wolves I need to establish myself as an Alpha female of this pack. You're obviously a beta something or other."
"What? What kind of nightmare did you have? I think you should eat lighter before you go to bed if this is the result."
"Don't pay her and attention," said Kat as she sat the milk and bowl in front of Morgan. "She's upset because she can't go to school today."
"Nor tomorrow nor for the foreseeable future as far as I can see so I might as well go feral. Me and the wolves... Me and that guy dancing with the wolves."
"You mean Kevin Costner that dancing with the stars wasn't what that movie was about. What are you mad about anyway? When I was your age I would've loved to have had an excuse for not going to school."
"And we see the results today," said Sam as she gave him a coy smile over the top of her bowl. Kat gave her a look.
"Sam, I told you once before watch your language. Just because you're upset doesn't mean you can insult people and put your bowl on the table. I don't want to hear anything about you being a wolf child or any other animal. You're a human and you're going to eat like one."
"I'm done anyway. Can I go back to bed and drown in my ignorance," said Sam as she got up putting her bowl in the sink then headed back down the hall towards her bedroom.
"I've never seen a kid get upset because they couldn't go to school. However, she's not entirely wrong and missing days like this can't keep up."
"You could call Kathy, her principal, and see if she can come over after school. We could offer her dinner," said Morgan as he leaned back in his chair with his bowl in hand.
"I don't know if that's such a good idea and bowl on the table. It doesn't do me any good to yell at Sam about her manners if you do the same thing. Adults are supposed to set the examples."
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Twelve looked over at Chuck then at Stefan to try to figure out if they'd been joking but neither had touched their drinks. Anger swelled up inside him as this was the perfect end to a very crappy day. He threw his glass across the room and was about to call his men when Chuck grabbed him by the shoulder and shoved him back into his seat.
"Look this wasn't what I wanted but I will get my meeting with your number One with or without you. This vile I have in my hand will make you better. All you have to do is take us to see One and I'll give this to you."
"It's not that easy and right now I'm in the doghouse. You see the secretary has men in Montenegro and they've captured Jack Burton. They're on their way here as we speak and my man has failed so I'm on my way out."
"You say they've taken Jack?" said Chuck as he looked over at Stefan who shrugged his shoulders. "I need to verify this so in the meantime don't do anything stupid."
"What are you going to do?" said Twelve as Chuck pulled out his phone and started to call. "You're not supposed to have phones."
"We're not supposed to have a lot of things but as you can see and taste we do," said Chuck as he held up his hand. "Sarah, it's me. ... I do too but I'm kind of in the middle of something. I was told that Jack's been taken. Is that true? ... Really? One second I'll find out," said Chuck then he turned to Twelve who was looking at him puzzled. "Who told you that Jack was taken? Wait a minute let me put the call on speaker so you can explain."
"I was with the Secretary and he called White. I overheard everything. White was on board our plane waiting for his men to show up with Burton. He said he had to go because they were arriving and by now they should be in the air heading back."
"The only place White is headed for is a prison cell and once they toss him in they're going to throw away the key. He was arrested and taken into custody along with the men who were following a guy named Oscar. However, he was taken to the Morgue. What's going on up there? When will you be done?"
"Soon... very soon," said Chuck as he took the call off speaker. "I'm about to get my facetime with the head of the Circle. ... Wait? Why? ... You sent me a what? I haven't had time to check but I will as soon as I get off here. How is Jack? ... You what? ... No, I'm not laughing. Okay thanks for the intel," said Chuck as he cupped the phone then whispered. "I love you," before he hanging up.
"What's going on in Kotor and how do you know Jack Burton," said Twelve as he waited for Chuck to answer but was busy looking at something on his phone. "I said..."
"I heard what you said and I hate to tell you but your man, Major Oleg is being detained too," said Chuck as he steadied himself against the table. "This means at the moment neither of you have anyone in Kotor. However, as you can see I do and maybe there is a way you can pull this out."
"Hold on a moment," said Twelve. "First you poison me then you offer to help me... how do you expect me to trust you?"
"The way I look at it you don't have much of choice. I ought to give you this antidote so I can see what your leader is going to do with the two of you when he finds out you've both failed? However, take us to him and you can announce the Secretary's failure. That should get you some points and maybe even get you out of the doghouse."
"And put this Secretary in one," said Stefan as he picked up his glass but Chuck grabbed his arm before he drank. "Crap, I almost forgot."
"So, tell us what will it be? We don't have much time left," said Chuck as he looked at his watch calculating in his head how long it would take Casey and Mary to complete their objectives.
"What's the rush? Are you planning to go somewhere afterwards?" asked Twelve but Chuck just gave him a look. "You're not going to give me that vile unless I take you to him, are you?"
"I think I've made our position clear. Now it's your turn and if you think I might feel some sort of pity for you... well remember I'm still the Butcher of the Caucaus."
"You are an old SOB, aren't you?" said Twelve as he looked at Chuck but there was no sign that he was going to change his mind.
"You know what they say, sticks and stones and flattery will get you nowhere. Now, please lead the way and don't try anything. You'd hate for me to drop this."
"What about your other man? Isn't he going to come with us?" said Twelve as he looked around the room and glanced into the open doorway into the kitchen.
"We had a falling out of sorts," said Stefan as he jumped in. "Anatoly disagreed with the Colonel's handing Viktor over to you and so... well..."
"I think you've said enough. In the end it was best if we went our separate ways," said Chuck. "Remember, my dear friend if I'd do what I did to him who is a friend think about what I'd do to someone who isn't."
"I hate to ask this but what did you do?" asked Twelve as he tried to swallow the knot in his throat but it wouldn't go down.
"You don't want to know so let's get a move on it. We've wasted enough time in useless chatter," said Chuck as he winked over at Stefan when Twelve wasn't looking. The final stage was set as they walked out the front door
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Casey easily made his way through the darken streets and alleys to the Communications trailer. He slipped past all the cameras and IR trip wires like a big cat on the prowl making his way through the tall grass looking for his gazelle. When he got outside the trailer he took out two Glock nines and attached suppressors then picked the lock on the trailer door. The men inside looked at him surprised as he stepped inside.
"Who are you? You're not supposed to be here," said the Watch Leader. Then it registered that Casey was an intruder but it was too late by then.
"You can all me the Sandman," said Casey as he welded a Glock in each hand taking out everyone inside in short work. In a few minutes the trailer was his.
"Wow, now that was fun. Crap I should've time it. I bet I set a new personal best. Oh well, now for some more fun," he said as he slipped the weapons in his belt then took out two cans of coke he had in his pockets then pulled the tabs. Afterwards he poured coke over all the equipment.
"Everything goes better with coke," he said as the machines sparked, smoked and made a crackling sound before making a whining sound as they dies. "What's this," he said as he saw a small refrigerator in the back.
"Do you mind," he asked as he stepped over a body on the floor. Inside he found three beers and took one out. "It's Miller time," he said as he twisted off the cap and downed it.
"Sometimes I think my life is one big cliché" he said as he put the other two in his pockets. "Waste no want not is what I say and you guys are for later," he said as he patted his pockets.
He walked back outside looked around making sure no one was around then locked to door jamming a piece of metal in it so no one would be able to open the door after he left.
"Now it's time to head for the Tavern... sound like the story of my life."
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Sarah talked with Kat and found out what was going on back home then Chuck called her. However, she didn't tell him what she's heard from Kat because he had enough going on as it was and that information when Chuck was in character with the Colonel was a bad thing. It would only add a catalyst to a possibly explosive situation. However, she was feeling the anger in her building without anywhere to direct it... not even at the person who was now sitting on the other side of the table from her.
"I suppose there's a purpose to your waking me up from my sleep and having me brought into this interrogation room? Wait a minute... Don't tell me someone finally whacked Jack," said Carmen as she smile across the table at Sarah.
"No sleep for the wicked and there are some things I need you to clarify for me," said Sarah as she opened a folder with Carmen's picture on the outside. "Let's see what's written in here," she said as flipped through the pages. Sarah noticed right away that most of the information she needed had been redacted or so she though.
"Then you must not sleep a wink and as far as clarifying anything for you... well you know where you can go and if you'd like I'm more that will to provide you with a road map, but I seem to be tied up at the moment," said Carmen as she raised her hands that were cuffed to the table. "If you undo these we can see."
"You can try but I can assure you it will end badly... very badly for you. What I don't understand and maybe you can clear up for me is why you want Jack dead so badly? And what was this plot you hatched up. Maybe you can explain how it was supposed to work?"
"The plot was simple. I thought Abe had sent Jack the ledger for the Circle. After all that's what he told me but I guess that's what you get for trusting someone who goes by 'honest' as his first name."
"Have you thought that he might've been 'honest' just not to you. Tell me what's your connection to the Circle? And what did you hope to accomplish by getting their ledger?"
"I have no connection to the Circle and as far as what I hoped to do with the ledger... well I hoped to get Jack killed and that's still in play so you can tell him from me that you can run but you can't hide. Sooner or later someone is going to get lucky."
"I'd like to tell you the same thing and where you're going... well I want you to keep in mind I'll always know where you're at and I'll be able to get to you so sleep tight."
"Bring it on," said Carmen as she smiled back at Sarah across the table. It was all Sarah could do to restrain herself from reaching across the table and throttling Carmen. It would be so easy but it wouldn't help her situation at hand.
"If you hate Jack that much and I'm assuming me too then at least tell me what we've done to you to make you so angry with us? Because I hate to break it to you but I don't remember you and when I asked Jack he didn't have the foggiest who you are either."
"Because you and him you use people then toss them away when you've gotten what you want out of them. You don't care for anyone except for yourselves and that's a bitter pill to swallow but you know it's the truth."
"Excuse me but isn't that what you did with Marcus or whatever his name really is," said Sarah as she slid a couple photos of him lying in the alley after his altercation with Oscar. "How did he figure into you plan? Or was he a throwaway. You've done exactly what you're accusing us of or can't you see that?"
"You want to know what you and Jack did? Well, I'll tell you. Jack killed my mother and my father," she hissed. "You stole my childhood so don't you preach to me. Jack might not have physically killed my mother but he caused it and you want to know something else? They never found my father's body. Do you want to know how that feels? At least you'll have a grave to mourn at and a place to leave flowers. I don't even have that."
"Wait a minute... Just hold on a second. What are you talking about?" said Sarah as something clicked inside. She opened Carmen's folder again and looked back through it.
"What do you hope to do? Don't try to play innocent with me. You forget I know how things went because I was there so don't even try to deny it."
"Here it is. Your mother was murdered in New Orleans in 1990, right? That's what I've got written here and then you were sent into foster care. This is right, isn't it?"
"So what does that have to do with anything? Don't try to weasel you way out of your responsibility because I know better."
"I'm not trying to get out of anything. Look, just humor me. This all went down in 1990 like what's written here?"
"Yes, and you know it because you were with Jack. You people just blow into town and ruin people's lives without ever looking at what you leave behind when you go."
"I did some introspection and I have to admit I didn't like what I saw but I'm afraid this time Jack is innocent. You see in 1990 we were nowhere near New Orleans."
"You're lying," said Carmen as she looked at Sarah from the other side of the table. "Just admit it," she said as she hissed
"No and I can prove it. I broke my wrist in one of his schemes in Butte and I was laid up for a couple of weeks. But that year we stayed up north so Jack couldn't have been involved with you parents."
"What are you trying to tell me? There's another Jack Burton. Don't make me laugh."
"Do you see me laughing?"