Don't own Chuck
The Ettore's guests were standing around in the study drinking and at the same time they were keeping a watchful eye on their fellow invitees. None of them really trusted any of the others but they came because Ettore had assured each one of them that he would make it worth their while if they showed up. Well they came and now they were waiting but Ettore ducked out with the Russian. Some were worried that this was only a ruse so Ettore could align himself up behind the big dog and it seemed he'd made his choice and worst thing was; it wasn't any of them.
"Where's Ettore at?" asked Bob as he confronted one of the guards. "I think we've waited long enough and it's time for him to come and talk to us. That's what he promised. I don't know about the rest but I think we've been patient enough and I'm tired of being treated like Ettore's stooge."
"I'm sorry sir but I can't let you by," said the guard. "Please be patient and my Boss will be right with you. I've called his assistant and he's been made aware of the situation."
"I don't want to talk to his lackey and least of all to a peon like you. I want to talk to the man; I want to talk to Ettore. Make sure you tell him that we want him right here right now or we're going to go home."
"Please hold it down sir. Are you sure you want me to pass that on," said the guard as he wondered what the man's problem was or if he had a death wish. "I understand you're all a little tired but I'd caution you to choose your words carefully."
Suddenly outside the study they heard gunfire. Bob looked at his watch and smiled. The guard grabbed his radio to find out what was going on but as he did Bob pulled his piece and put a round in guard's head.
"I told you I didn't want to talk to you," said Bob. All hell broke loose as everyone pulled weapons and the lights went out. The room lite up with muzzle flashes as everyone dove for cover firing wildly. Bob and Scotty made it out leaving the rest of the guests to share lead. In the hallway outside they met up with their men.
"We need to find Ettore," said Bob. "He left going out this way with the Russian a little while ago. Logic dictates if we find the Russian we should find Ettore too."
"The Team Leader is bringing in the rest from the back to make sure no one slips out the back on us. He told us to come in the front join up with you and Scotty then make our way through the house meeting up with him in the middle."
"Sounds like a plan," Bob said as they started back a long hallway with a staircase that led up above. "Where are all of Ettore's men I expected more resistance than this."
"We don't know. They all filed out into the jungle like they were looking for someone or something so we took advantage of it whacking the guards and blocking the gate."
"That's good but it won't hold them out forever," said Bob. "We need to get this over with as quickly as possible. Scotty you've got the map where do we go from here?"
"There's a dining room down this hall and a game room. Upstairs," he said as he studied his tablet. "Up there are the bedrooms and something that looks like a private study. I think we should probably start up there."
"Then up there it is," said Bob but at the same time one of the men yelled pointing up at the head of the staircase.
"Look up there. It's the Russian and that woman."
"Well don't just stand there get up there and get them," yelled Bob but his voice was drowned out when Scotty opened fire with his Tec-9DC firing a full clip in fully automatic.
"Look out get back," yelled Chuck as he pushed Zondra out of the way then dove on top of her. Plaster and broken glass fell down on them then the firing stopped.
"Are you okay?" asked Chuck. "Just stay down and leave this to me. Don't worry I've got this," he said as he flashed.
"I wasn't worrying and yes I'm fine of course. Just get off the top of me," she yelled as she pushed him off. Chuck jumped up grabbed a chair that was in the hallway then slung it down the stairs as Bob and his men charged up making a strike. Chuck leaped on the banister then slid down landing in the middle of the melee.
"Get him," moaned Bob as he looked around for his weapon that flew out of his hand when he landed on his back. This wasn't what he signed up for he thought as he tried to get back up. Scotty scrambled to his feet only to be greeted by a whack from Chuck's cane that sent him back down.
"Oh, I'm going to make you eat that thing," grunted Scotty as he started to get up again. Two of his men charged Chuck but he drove his cane like a baton into one of the man's sternum then rolled out on the opposite side so the other attacker fell over the man Chuck doubled over.
"Take this," said the one man as landed a right. Chuck backed up and shook it off he raised his cane to come down on the man's head but Scotty grabbed it by the end. When Chuck struck down he pulled a blade from cane. What he had was actually a sword cane and he slashed the man across the chest opening him up like a can opener.
"I'm so sorry I didn't mean to...," said Chuck as the man looked at him dismayed then his face went blank before dropping to the ground.
"Look out behind you," yelled Zondra. Chuck felt the cane go over his head and tighten on his throat. Scotty was about to snap his neck with the other end. Chuck instinctively turned the sword around and stabbed straight behind under his shoulder. There was some resistance but Chuck drove it home hard. The grip loosened then Chuck heard a thud behind him as Scotty dropped. He was about turn around to see if he couldn't save him when there was a loud gunshot.
"Augh," he heard from his side and he saw Bob double over in a pool of his own blood. Then there was the sound of clapping hands Chuck turned looking back and there was Ettore with pistol in hand along with Paolo and a couple men one of whom was carrying Sheila over his shoulder.
"Very good," said Ettore as he applauded. "I can see Kolonel you deserve your reputation. I think I saw something similar in one of those Japanese movies. What was it called? Oh yes The Blind swordsman Zatoichi."
"I want to tell you that you watch too much TV," said Chuck as Ettore handed him the other half of his cane. Chuck made a circular motion with the sword throwing off the blood then sheathed it.
"See what I mean. Truly remarkable... well if you want to live to fight another day you need to come with us," said Ettore. Chuck looked at him then at Paolo and the men he had with him. They couldn't take them all on without risking Sheila. "What are you waiting for or do you want to die?"
"No of course not," said Chuck. He looked up at Zondra as she came down the stairs. "Natasha a change of plans we're going to go with them," said Chuck as he looked over at Sheila then at her.
"Of course we are," she said as she rolled her eyes.
"What are you two doing," radioed Casey. "Are you stupid? You can't go with him he needs to stay here and face the music. Sarah is so going to be pissed at you Chuck not to mention the General and me."
"You never did get me that mosquito repellent for me," said Chuck as he rubbed his ears. "Do I seem to be the only one they're bothering. Ettore lead the way you seem to know where you're going," said Chuck as he and Zondra followed them. Ettore opened a secret panel in the wall that led them to a hidden tunnel.
"Where does this go," asked Chuck as they followed them. Chuck recognized the direction was somewhere under the exterior wall and it seemed to go on even farther.
"You'll see when we get there. But we've planned that someday this might be necessary and so we put in safeguards for that day which seems to be today."
"Interesting," said Chuck. Now he was only getting static in his ear. This far underground his comms were no good so he and Zondra had to play along. He touched his ear looking at Zondra and she nodded that she wasn't getting anything either.
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Casey lost comms with Chuck but he was having his own problems. The team leader and the men he had left saw Morgan and naturally assumed he was Ettore. Casey was fighting a retreating battle trying to get back to the golf carts. He knew if they stayed in one spot too long it would be over so he had to keep everyone moving.
"Move, move," yelled John as he returned fire to cover their retreat. Alex and Morgan moved further back in the house then Alex laid down fire for John.
"I can believe you didn't realize Ettore was pretending to me. Did you kiss him?" said Morgan as a bullet whizzed past his ear. "I'm waiting for an answer?"
"Will you get down," yelled Alex as she fired back. "Morgan, get down before someone puts a hole in your head. Look this isn't the time to get into this."
"You mean someone is going to add another hole," said Casey as he caught up to them. "Look we need to keep moving or they're going to surround us."
"I appreciate the situation but John I need to know. Alex did you kiss Ettore? I want to know," said Morgan and he let her know he was adamant.
"Look it didn't mean anything. I thought he was you so it was like I was kissing you... so okay yes I kissed him but don't read more into it than what's there."
"Oh and what am I not supposed to read into? You two went to bed together is that what you're trying not to tell me."
"Grimes, if you don't get a move on it you're going to go the sleep for eternity. Alex is right this isn't the time nor the place. Now move it before I drop kick you all the way to the golf cart."
"You're only saying that because she's your daughter. You're taking her side when you know she's wrong. I see the way this is going I should go find Chuck."
"Well you're more than welcome but I've lost comms with him and the last I heard him talking he was with Ettore so go figure how that meeting would go down."
"Look out Morgan," said Alex as she dove on top of him pushing him out of the way of a spray of automatic fire. One of Bob's men had circled around them like Casey feared they'd do. John put two in the man's vest.
"No Dad they're wearing vests," yelled Alex as she rolled over shooting the man in the knee cap. He dropped the ground groaning and John finished him over with a headshot that sprayed Morgan with gore.
"Well isn't this just fine. My girlfriend slept with another man and I'm covered with some random guy's brains. This day just gets better and better. I wonder what's next."
"If I were you I'd keep my mouth shut and keep on moving," said John as he winked at Alex. "Oh and by the way good shooting there kiddo."
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Mr. Big was sitting in his office monitoring the situation in Bogotá. Word was starting to come in confused. The team wore GoPro cameras so he had different angles and views with different monitors on the wall one for each member of the squad. Mr. Big's assistant stood next to him watching the events unfold.
"Well I wouldn't worry about it. You've come the closest to any at getting rid of La Barba. So what if he gets away in the end."
"He hasn't gotten away yet," hissed Mr. Big. "I don't need any negative thoughts right now. The fat lady hasn't sung yet."
"Yes Sir you're right what was I thinking," said the man. But even he could see that Mr. Big's team was being decimated. Even Bob Scoglione their man from Chicago had bitten the dust. The only people left were the team leader and a couple of men. "Sir, why don't I get you a drink?"
"The only drink I want is champagne when we celebrate Ettore being taken out. You fail to understand if I can't make this happen then the men on our little council will start to wonder if I'm the right person to rule it…"
"But you brought this organization into being. If it wasn't for you they'd all be fighting among themselves and La Barba would be screwing them over."
"As much as that's true that's a past victory. Let me explain to you something about human nature. They have a memory that doesn't last past the time it takes to walk out the door. Who cares I brought this organization into being that's old hat because it's been done. You need something new and hopefully something greater to keep the wolves at bay."
"Maybe but they owe you a lot. You brought the council together and gave it purpose. You gave them meaning and they owe their very creation to you."
"Somehow I don't think the other people on the council feel the same way. If they had a chance most of the people on the council would try to replace me thinking they could do a better job. Getting Ettore was my big shot to show them that they need me so you might be able to see why this is important for me. What's going on?" asked Mr. Big as attention was drawn back to the screen.
"It looks like Ettore broke out of the house with that Big Guy and girl. Who is she? I don't remember seeing her before," said Mr. Big's assistant. But as he was talking Mr. Big took out his phone and placed a call.
"Team Leader this is Mr. Big you have permission to break off the attack and regroup with Bravo team. Acknowledge receipt of orders." The team leader looked into one of his men's GoPro camera and nodded with his phone to his head.
"Bravo team, what Bravo team are you talking about? When did you send in a second team? I thought you just had the one."
"You didn't think I really thought eight and a half men could take Ettore's ranch house, did you? I've flushed the rabbit out and now he's running in the open field. This is when I'm going to take him down and the best thing is he won't see it coming."
And how do you plan on doing that?" said his assistant. He wanted to add with strong words and a pointy stick but a remark like that and he'd be dead.
"Just watch and learn my dear friend… just watch and learn. I think I will take that drink now. Why don't you get us both a bourbon? I'll have mine on the rocks."
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Chuck and Zondra followed Ettore and Paolo through the dark tunnel. Ettore led the way with a flashlight and his men brought up the rear with Sheila. Chuck was thinking if he jumped Ettore and Paolo his men would be on them before he could do anything. He thought about leaving that up to Zondra but she was liable to take Sheila out justifying it as friendly fire. He could let Zondra take on Paolo and Ettore but he wasn't sure she could handle them without getting hurt so he was back to playing along and waiting. He just hoped he wouldn't have to wait too long.
"We're almost there," said Ettore. They came to a set of steps then started to go up. At the head of the steps they came to a metal door. "Leave the woman here and open the door," said Ettore. His two men pushed hard then slowly the door squeaked as the rusty hinges gave way and the door opened.
"Let me look at her," said Chuck as he bent down and looked into Sheila's pupils then took her pulse and placed his ear to her chest. "She's down hard."
"She had a tranquilizer she wanted to give to me but I gave it to her first. I told you this before," said Ettore. "We're wasting time let's go."
They stepped out to a starry moonlight night and on a platform under a camouflaged net was a helicopter a Bell UH-1 also called the Huey.
"All aboard," said Ettore as he climbed in. Chuck and Zondra sat across from each other as the one man put Sheila onboard then buckled in. Ettore sat next to the pilot while Paolo sat across from Sheila and next to Zondra.
"So this is your famous emergency escape plan," asked Chuck as the rotor started to gyrate then slowly the bird took off heading back across the Ciudad and city.
"Well this is only half of it. The next part involves my DC 9 that is waiting for us at the airport with engines running. We just have to get it up in the air then you come in."
"Me what do I have to do with your little escape plan? This you obviously had planned for some time so what do I have to do with it?"
"Remember when I told you I might need a place to lay low for a while and you asked me if I didn't mind camping. Well I'm bringing the marshmallows and hot dogs."
"Okay I can make it happen but we're going to have to go to L. A. I own a dacha there we can lay low in until everything blows over. You get me what I need then soon we'll have a country we can call our own. Just think if you were appointed to some sort of official position then you'd have diplomatic immunity to conduct your affairs."
"The first thing I want to do is find out who's coming after me and put a bullet in the man's head. You know how long it took me to make that ranch house home."
"I can imagine quite a while," said Zondra. "It's amazing how sensitive you are and I want you to know I find that a real turn on in a man."
"Oh that's what everyone is always telling me. Ettore you are just too sensitive for this line of work. It's amazing that we've been together for so short a time and you can see that in me."
"Oh but it's written all over your face. You know what they say still waters run deep and I can see in your eyes how profound you are."
"You noticed that in me," said Ettore. "Well we'll talk some more later there will be time on our flight up to L.A. We're almost at the airport I wonder how my double is doing." There was a large explosion from behind them then they saw the glow of a fire back on the horizon. "Well we won't be able to go back there."
Chuck felt like opening the hatch and shoving Ettore out it but he kept his cool. Zondra looked at him and shook her head. He nodded that he understood but that didn't make his feelings go away.
"Here we are now," said Ettore as the bird put down close to the plane. "Come on we need to run. Everyone will be looking for me at the ranch house after the explosion so we can quietly slip out of town. By the time they figure out I wasn't there we'll be in your cabin in the woods. Please tell me you've got indoor plumbing. It doesn't really matter because if we have to rough it we have to rough it. Just it would be a lot easier if I didn't have a draft coming up my backside."
"There's indoor plumbing so you don't have to worry about a draft," said Chuck as they got off the chopper. Chuck started to walk over to Ettore's plane when he noticed the hatch was left wide open and there was a light on in the inside of the plane that in itself wasn't that unusual.
"Where are the guards," asked Chuck. "There's no one watching the plane." Then Chuck noticed the red warning light under the DC 9 that was supposed to be turning letting everyone know the engines were operating was off.
"Something is wrong here," said Chuck to Zondra. She looked back at him then he looked over to Ettore's men who were carrying Sheila on the plane. They were already at the base of the ladder and were beginning to go up.
"No don't," yelled Chuck as he drew his dart pistol pushing everyone out of the way charging up the ladder.
"What the…" said Ettore. They heard some soft gunfire from suppressed weapons then silence. Chuck came out of the hatch and waved for everyone to come onboard.
"That guy is great," said Ettore as he waved up at him.
"Yeah you'd think he works for you," said Zondra as she gave Chuck a look. "It looks like we're all going to L.A."