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AN: This will clear up some things for the story and will be kind of sad and ironic as Chuck isn't what he seems to be. Also I would like to challenge you all to write your own story using the first chapter as a prompt. I would really like to see the ideas that you guys come up with. If you're going to just give me credit for the first chapter or just the prompt. I hope that you all have fun writing and I hope that I will be able to read fantastic stories. :)
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Sarah vs the Funeral
Ellie, Capt Awesome, and Frost AKA Mary Bartowski were sitting in the living room of their suburban Burbank apartment with Morgan and Alex making the invitations for Chuck's funeral. Ellie and the others sat making the invitations while they reminisced about Chuck.
"This is not awesome at all. My little bro was just about to get a break from saving the world, which is awesome, and get lucky with the girls again, also awesome. What are we going to tell Clara when she gets older? That her awesome uncle was shot and died? Why doesn't it feel awesome?" Devon said as he typed on the computer that they were using.
"Devon, really? Of course it not AWESOME! Chuck is dead and yes sooner or later we're going to have to tell little Clara about her brave and awesome uncle, but right now really isn't the time to be thinking about these things." Ellie replied quickly.
"Honey, Chuck's gone now and sooner or later we're going to have to move on. We need to get past this and move on in life. Clara will know everything that Chuck did. Honey, we're all going to miss him." Frost said as she hugged Ellie.
"Chuck, the best friend in the world. The only friend I had for eighteen years of my life, the one that got me my job at the Buy More and NSA. All the times that we were nerds together, the games, comics, all the fun,...gone." Morgan said with a sigh as he printed the rest of the invitations.
"Morgan, it'll be fine. Everyone misses him and I know that you miss him the most, except maybe Ellie, Sarah and Frost, but I will always be here to help you get through this." Alex said as she comforted Morgan.
"Speaking of Sarah, where is she?" Alex asked, a little concerned.
In the apartment across the courtyard, in Chuck and Sarah's bedroom, Sarah was sitting on the bed looking at the Tron poster on the wall. Sitting there, she played with the ring on her finger as she thought `about the many times that she had come close to losing him and yet every time he always came back to her. She remembered the time when he saved her from Shaw in Paris, the time that she almost lost him to the Belgium after he lost the Intersect, and most recently when she almost lost him to Quinn. She looked at the Tron poster with tears in her eyes as she remembered the geeky nerd that she fell for after their first mission together.
She walked over to and took the Tron poster down and flipped it over but when she looked she saw something that shocked her. On the back was a collection of data on everything that had happened since Chuck got the Intersect and how everything was connected. She reviewed everything that was there admiring the detail and accuracy of the data, when something caught her eye. The picture of Chuck, that was in the middle seemed to have been moved recently and acted as a pocket for something. Sarah reached behind the picture of Chuck and found a few folded sheets of paper. She went back and plopped onto the bed staring at the papers for a while before realizing what they were, Chuck's Spy Will. She unfolded the papers and laid down on the bed before starting to read the will.
Dear Whoever is reading this,
Anyways if you are reading this, that means that I, Charles Irving Bartowski, am dead, either killed in action or maybe assassinated. I don't know what will end me in the end, maybe it will be the Intersect, maybe the government, maybe the loads of enemies that I have made in the past few years, but whatever does doesn't matter anymore. I am the Intersect and I pretty much carry all of the CIA and NSA's secrets in my head. I would like everyone to know that I have created an Intersect file locked on a Castle computer which is pretty much a computer based Intersect that has all the information that I had in my head. It is an encrypted file and the password for it is something only the ones closest to me will get. The failed proposal plan is really the only hint that I'm going to give you.
I knew one day that I would probably die suddenly and I have saved quite a bit of money in a compartment in my closet. It is behind all of my suits and behind the safe that carries all of the credentials that Sarah and I have obtained over the years. I would like the money to be split between my family, Sarah, Casey, and Morgan. They are the most important people to me in the world and I feel peaceful knowing that they will be able to support themselves.
Sarah, I may have lied about the house and the funds that we got from Volkoff. I invested most of the money and used just enough to get the deed for the house and the Buy More. The invested money got us over 10 billion dollars that should have been used and the deed for the house is with the money. Before you go all ballistic and start yelling at the will, as I know that you will, I want you to know that I have and will always love you. I never stopped loving you and I fell for you hard since the first time I set eyes on you. You are the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me. Even in death, I will love you and nothing will stop me. I know that I will be able to go on in peace knowing that you have the ability and will protect yourself and my family after I pass away. You are an angel from heaven and I will await your return to the heavenly court for as long as it takes for you to pass on naturally. I want you to live on happily and cheerfully and if you find someone that you love and are happy with, go and get married and be happy.
Ellie, Devon, Mom, I hope that you are all doing fine when I have passed on. I will regret never being able to see baby Clara grow up and pamper her as an Uncle should, but I know that she is in good hands. Ellie, live on happily, take risks, embrace life and live with the flow. Even though I may be gone, you have a family of your own now and they will need you to be strong and I know that mom will always be there to help now. I know that you will become all sad and depressed, but I want you to remember me for what I did. Celebrate my life and take mourning my death to a minimal. Devon, continue being awesome, take good care of my sister and niece, and never forget that you are always a part of Team Bartowski. You are kind-hearted and I know that you would never kill anyone, so don't ever. I am a spy and I know that you will never be one, but I want you to be strong for Ellie and Clara and I want you to talk with Sarah whenever you need help. You are the man in the family and it's your job to take care and protect them. If I see them anytime soon, I'll kick your ass, drag you through hell and then kick your ass back to heaven. Mom, I know that you just lost Dad and It's going to be hard on you to lose my so soon after, but Ellie and Clara need you now. I know that you were a spy, but I don't want you to do anymore disappearing tricks anymore. Take care of them for me and give them my love for me. Oh and Ellie on the day of my funeral, your bank accounts will receive a few hundred million from my will account that I set up just in case. Use it for whatever you want, but please be wise with it, not that I have any doubts.
Morgan, your the best friend that anyone could ever ask for. I know that you are getting together with Alex and you need some help, so I gave you a bit of cash. You and me were inseparable when we were young, but now it is time for you to move on in life and achieve what you want. Dream big and work hard. I know that you have matured since the time I started being a spy and if you really want to continue, work hard and accomplish that dream. I'm happy for you, really. I'll miss you up in heaven and I'll wait for you so that we can play whatever new games you bring up in the very distant future. I hope that you live happily with Alex.
Casey, you were my handler and now you are one of my most important friends. I know that you never really liked planting roots anywhere because you were afraid of becoming attached, but you have planted roots and I feel that you never needed to be afraid. We were always your friends even if you would never admit it. I want you to be happy, go find Verbanski and live a nice civilian life, away from all the spy stuff until your trigger finger starts acting up again. I left you some money and a few boxes of the best cigars that I could find. I hope that you find a use for them. I hope I won't see you here anytime soon. Live long and happy.
Agent Chuck Bartowski
CIA: Intersect Project/ Carmichael Industries
Sarah got up from the bed and walked into the closet where her cache of weapons and gear was locked and loaded. A picture of Shaw was also hanging in the closet riddled with bullet holes and knives. She walked into Chuck's side of the closet and found the compartment with the bank account for the money and the deed for the house. She had everything packed for a long-term mission. After the funeral she was going to go out and hunt down the man that killed her husband. She got her funeral wear ready and hid everything that she needed so that she could leave and track Shaw on a moment's notice.
With tears in her eyes and streaming down her face, she walked into Ellie's house and gave the will to Ellie and put the bank account and deed papers on the table in front of the couch.
"It looks like it's time for a little talk." Sarah said through her tears.
Underground Portal base somewhere in Burbank
"Shaw, it looks like our plan is working. Killing off that stupid Intersect was a big bonus, while we reel in Walker." a mysterious hologram said to Shaw as he stood in the center of a dark room.
"I know, we were able to get rid of the Intersect and now we are going to be able to reel in Walker and Casey. This is going to be fun." Shaw said with a smile.
"Remember Shaw, you do things my way, you get the right results. You do things your way, you fail badly, or do I need to remind you about your failures." the hologram said.
"Yessir!" Shaw said as he saluted the hologram.
At the Buy More
The Buy More was completely different than the usual hustle and bustle. A huge banner hung outside the Buy More and the words printed on it read, Charles Bartowski, May you forever rest in peace. The Buy More was covered in black, the inside had a solemn aura and the customers donated money for the help Chuck's Widow Fund that was set up inside. Jeff and Lester were back from Russia and donated a lot of dough, before putting on a performance in the name of Chuck. Big Mike was there looking at the Nerd Herd desk as he remembered his star employee. The Buy More would never be the same again without Chuck.
At the Church, the next day
Everyone was sitting in the pews, even Casey, Verbanski, and General Beckman made it, as they watched the coffin, with nothing in it, that was covered with an American flag, made its way down the aisle and onto the stage.
"Hey Walker, he was a good kid. Never forget that!" Casey said as he put a somewhat comforting hand on Sarah's shoulder.
"I know and I'm not going to let his killer go. Care to join me?" Sarah asked.
Casey grunted before saying, "He served his country with honor and I believe that the things that did this to him deserve divine retribution."
Morgan got up from his seat and went to the podium. He straightened his papers before he began his speech.
"Charles Irving Bartowski, a great man, hero, patriot, and my best friend. He was always there for me and the people that he loved no matter what the problem or situation was. He could always be counted on to act with his heart and conscience and decidedly not blindly following the orders of others. He was a true patriot, serving his country in many ways. He had a loving wife and many friends that will mourn him today and never forget him as long as we live. Though we mourn for him today, I believe that he would not want us to mourn his death, but celebrate his life and the good that he did for the nation. I would like for everyone to take a moment and remember Chuck before we send him o..." Morgan said before he stopped when the doors of the church swung open.
There in a beam of sunlight was Chuck! He walked in and looked around somewhat confused at all the shocked faces. After what seemed to be an hour and an awkward silence, Sarah jumped out of her seat and ran up to Chuck before tackling him to the floor with tears streaming from her eyes.
"Where the HELL have you been!" Sarah yelled as she pummeled Chuck lightly with her fists.
"OWW! Sarah, Sarah, Sarah, my chest." Chuck complained as the wound on his chest opened a little, staining his shirt with blood.
"CHUCK!" Everyone yelled as they ran up for a closer look, just to make sure that they weren't dreaming.
"Okay, so it went a little like this..." Chuck said.
Flashback
Elsewhere in Burbank, Secret Underground Myth Base
Four men in black wheeled in Chuck on a stretcher before lifting him and setting him onto the table. The nurses on duty immediately starting working on him, connecting him to certain drips, preparing him for surgery, and trying to keep him alive.
"What his status!" a doctor yelled as he entered the room.
"It's weak, sir. He's in shock and is slipping between life and death." a nurse yelled in reply.
"We need to bring him back. He's too valuable to just pass away like this." the doctor yelled.
The doctor worked on Chuck who was currently unconscious. The doctor reconnected severed arteries and closed up the wounds inflicted by a gunshot. After hours of work, the doctor was able to bring Chuck back into a stable condition.
The next day
Chuck got up into a sitting position on the hospital bed as he took in his surroundings. Suddenly a door opened and a doctor walked in.
"Ah! Good Morning, Chuck. It's good to see that you're well." the doctor said with a big smile plastered on his face.
"Who are you? Where am I? And what do you what with me?" Chuck asked quickly as he eyed the doctor suspiciously.
"I am a doctor that works for Myth, a secret organization created by Director Graham back in the early days as a last resort. We were his top agents, analysts, and assets, the ultimate strike team. You are currently in an underground Myth base. And as for what we want with you, nothing, nothing at all. Our objective was to save your life and we've accomplished that already. You're free to go." the doctor explained.
Chuck got off of the hospital bed and was about to walk out of the room when the doctor said, "Chuck, you might want to swing by the church and I don't know pray a bit."
End Flashback
AN:
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