AN: SO THIS CHAPTER IS SORT OF A TRANSITION CHAPTER OF SORTS.

AN: THIS CHAPTER WAS ORIGINALLY GOING TO BE THE FINAL CHAPTER BUT I DECIDE TO CUT IT INTO TWO CHAPTERS TO MAKE IT SHORTER.

AN: SO THIS CHAPTER IS REALLY MEANT TO SHOW CHUCKS DECENT INTO MADNESS IF YOU WILL, IT IS MEANT TO SHOW YOU HIS BREAKING POINT.

AN: THE EPIC CONCLUSION IS GOING TO BE A VERY INTERESTING

AN: SO I GOT INSPIRED TO WRITE THIS CHAPTER WHILE WATCHING THE MOVIE DREDD 3D WHICH IS A GREAT MOVIE BY THE WAY.

9 Years Without You

By CharmingCharles2896

Chapter 13: The Breaking Point

"A soldier doesn't fight because he hates the enemy in front of him, he fights because he loves what he left behind."

Mario Tomasello

The Old Warehouse

6 Hours Ago

Chuck had left all right, Casey hoped that when Chuck came back that he actually came back Chuck and not the cold calculated Chuck that Casey had just seen. Even if this colder Chuck did get Sarah back he new she wouldn't like the Chuck that she would see. But what other option was there if cold Chuck was able to get her back? Casey and Sarah would just have to help Chuck deal with what he had just done and hope that Chuck came through.

As Chuck walked outside into the cold night air he could fight the sick feeling inside his stomach any longer. Chuck bent over and emptied the contents of his stomach. What had he done? He just killed man in cold blood. After torturing said dead guy. Chuck felt disgusted with himself, he had betrayed all of his morals and done thing far beyond reproach. Once Sarah found out about what he had done she wouldn't want anything to do with him, they had done this dance before. Sarah couldn't stand the site of him when she thought he killed that man for his red test he did nothing that time, but now he had brutally tortured and killed a guy in cold blood. No she could never know. This was one thing that would never be spoken of again. As Chuck walked back down the road and into town all he could think about was her, where she was, how she was doing. But he had to push those thoughts into the back of his mind and focus in the mission at hand, he needed to scope this place out before they did anything drastic. He'd investigate tonight and in a couple of days when Gertrude was here they go get her. But until then Chuck Bartowski had to let Charles Carmichael do the talking.

January 3rd 2023

Downtown Mong Pan, Burma

4:48 A.M.

He had walked for hours on his quest for Sarah with each passing second things looked bleaker and bleaker. Unable to find the hospital Chuck stopped in a local bar to think over a beer.

"He gave me bad info, figures as much." Suddenly a sound started to get Chuck's attention, sirens! Chuck set down some money to pay for the beer and ran outside searching for the sound. An ambulance few by him sirens blaring as it sped down the tiny street. Chuck flashed on Burmese and read the writing on the ambulance, confirming that it was I deed an ambulance from the hospital Chuck sprinted after it. Leaping off the sidewalk Chuck chased after the ambulance as it turned left. Considering the traffic the ambulance couldn't go very fast giving Chuck a chance to grab onto a metal handle that extended from the top of the left side all the way down onto a little ledge. Chuck planted his feet on the ledge and hung on tight as the ambulance took him, if indirectly to the hospital that he had been searching for. Chuck breathed heavily as he used all of his strength to hold on, as if he was trying to maintain a grasp on his last hope of finding her. As the ambulance neared the hospital Chuck jumped off of the back rolling as he hit the ground, moving at a fast pace. Trying to stay in the shadows as he walked into an alley behind the building. Two men spoke in Burmese looking like they were arguing as they opened up a semi trailer that was backed up to a loading dock. Chuck moved from one shadow to another one getting closer to see what they were doing in the poorly lit alleyway. They opened the trailer and about 30 or 40 teenage girls all of Burmese descent walked out. Chuck's breath caught in his throat as he watched the disturbing sight. Chuck quickly but silently ran up to the side of trailer sneaking ever closer to the two men unloading the trailer.

"Okay lets play." Said Chuck under his breath as he silently ran at the two men. Chuck leapt onto the raised platform that was the loading dock totally surprising the to men. Chuck punched the first one in the throat before hitting him in the temple with his other fist the first man fell to the ground unconscious. The man drew his gun but didn't fire, he had frozen. The man was clearly scared and afraid you could see it in his eyes. The man went to pistol whip Chuck but it didn't even faze Chuck as he retrieved the gun from him.

"Now I'm not going to kill you but I have to free these people so…" the sound of a gunshot rang threw the night as the man sank to the ground holding onto his now bleeding knee. Chuck spoke in Burmese to all of the girls telling them to run away and escape which they all did. Chuck took the mans hat to ware in case they had security cameras. Chuck walked into the building slowly looking at anything he could see. Chuck turned the corner and walked into a freezer room. Nobody saw him but he could clearly see two gentleman in lab coats performing what looked like an autopsy on a dead woman's corps. Chuck decided to continue his search of the rest of this horrible place. There were screams coming from a room down the hall, they were the screams of a woman. The sound sent chills up Chuck's spine as he turned the corner. Chuck saw something he wouldn't soon forget. There in front of him about 30 feet away were 6 big muscular gentlemen sexually assaulting a Burmese woman, she had jet black hair and was strapped to a table similar to what Sarah was strapped to for so many torturous months. Chuck couldn't take watching any more he had to act. Chuck drew the pistol that he was still carrying and slowly silently walked up behind the men. There was a machine gun lying on the ground presumably ware one of them had left it. He picked it up and shouldered it, he truly hated guns but he was resolved in the fact that he would only use them when he deemed it absolutely necessary and it was absolutely necessary right now. Chuck wouldn't kill them but he had to make sure that he immobilized all of them so he did, in what was only a couple of seconds he shot all of them in the knees thus immobilizing them. He unstrapped the woman and picked her up and walked her over to the wall and set her down, she was so weak and frail.

"Shoot me please." She said in a barely audible voice. It was obvious that she couldn't speak English very well but Chuck understood what she said. He shook his head no.

"Shoot…me…please. Please…kill…me." Chuck shook his head no again. He couldn't kill this poor woman it would eat him up inside.

"Please…kill…me." He simply sighed as he pulled the pistol out of his waist band and placed it in her hand. Chuck got up and left the room, as he made his way silently down the hallway the sound of a gunshot told him all that he needed to know. Maybe Sarah would forgive him but in his heart he new that he would never be at peace with what he had just done. As he made his way back to the exit he had come in having seen all that he had needed to know that this was definitely the place. Now all he had to do was figure out were she was.

She couldn't sleep, plain and simple. She was worrying about Chuck again and there was no end in sight. David had come and unchained her but unlike most days she was standing up and looking out the window into the dark alley. She missed Chuck terribly and worried about. She new what he would think is happening to her and quite frankly it still could at any moment. She new that he was probably lying in bed right now thinking about her. She felt so bad for Chuck, he had just gotten Sarah back and now she was gone and it was not likely that she would get the chance to go back. That brought tears to her eyes, Chuck deserved so much more than this. He was so nice to everybody and yet he had to endure the constant rejection, betrayal, and abandonment. She had promised him that she would never leave again, that he would never hurt again and it made her sad that she would have to let him down again.

Chuck was silently walking down the alley as he began the long trek back to the hotel. She was there, in that building and he was walking away. It tore at his insides but it was what was necessary, she was in there and he had to walk away. Who knew what she was going threw, he didn't even want to think about that, he couldn't. He had to be smart about this if he went in there all guns blazing he would die which meant that she would die and that was not going to happen, that was unacceptable.

Sarah spotted a man walking slowly through the alley, he was 6 feet 4 inches tall lanky in build with short dark brown hair. He carried a machine gun in his right hand and a hat in his other. He looked tired and weary, like he had seen the worst of this world and had conquered it all. She was captivated watching this man as he walked slowly almost as if searching for something. Sarah couldn't believe her eyes when the man turned around.

"Chuck." She couldn't believe that he was here he had found her. She tapped on the glass window trying to get his attention but lightly enough as to not attract attention from anybody outside her cell. Chuck heard a slight tapping sound and he couldn't figure out where it was coming from. When she laid eyes on him she could tell that he was tired, he looked like he hadn't gotten any meaningful sleep in a while. He looked up at the building searching for the source of the sound when he saw it. There was a long line of windows one floor off of the ground one window every seven or so feet. Sarah looked into his eyes as he searched the windows for anything. They locked eyes his glistening in the moon light. she mouthed I love you to him and blew him a kiss.

"I love you, I'll be back I promise." He mouthed before frantically looking over his shoulder. She could see the trails of the flash lights approach and signaled for him to run which he did, she watched as Chuck Bartowski disappeared into the darkness, a lone tear ran down her cheek, for all she knew this could be the last time that she ever saw him and it broke her heart.

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January 4th 2023

The Hotel, Mong Pan, Burma

7:09 A.M.

Chuck stumbled into the room dropping the Guns into a chair and fell onto one of the beds. Casey was sitting in a chair typing on a laptop when he looked up at him.

"find out what you needed to know Chuck." Chuck mumbled something unintelligible into a pillow.

"Mind telling me what you found out." Chuck sat up and looked at Casey with a look of exasperation on his face.

"I haven't slept in over 20 hours please just let me rest for 5 minutes. I've stabbed, punched, bludgeoned, shot, and torture people today please just 5 minutes." His eyes glistened in the light of the early morning sun, Casey could see that Chuck was really struggling with something.

"It's going to be okay Chuck, we'll get her back. I don't know what you saw there and maybe I don't want to know but trust me If you need to talk about it then I'm here, because the worst thing you could do is keep it all bottled up inside. You've never encountered stuff like that and I know that it had to be traumatic." Chuck was close to breaking down, a man could only take so much before he got to the breaking point.

"I saw her…" Casey didn't quite understand that. "What did you say Chuck?"

"I saw Sarah, in a window at the hospital. They're holding her at that hellhole. She was right there I could see her and I left her." Chuck let his head fall into his hands as silent sob racked him.

"Chuck it's going to be okay, just get some sleep you need it. I'm going to make a call." Casey got up and closed the curtains before stepping out into the hallway. As he dialed Gertrude's number he couldn't shake the feeling that Chuck would never be the same after all this was over, and it both worried and saddened him.

"Hey Gerty its me, we need you to fly out here things have gotten complicated… yes we need a tact team also. Were going in to get her. The trade was a trap. It's the only option. Okay see you in a couple days." As he hung up the phone he took in a deep breath to calm the thoughts buzzing around in his head. It was going to be a long couple of days.

AN: SO THE NEXT CHAPTER IS GOING TO BE A LONG ONE SO PREPARE YOURSELF.

AN: I'VE DECIDED TO WRITE AN EPILOGUE.