Author's note: Wow, we made it! This is really the last chapter! Thanks to everyone who reviewed, favorited, and/or followed this story! I really, really hope you enjoyed it.
As soon as they had arrived at the Buy More, Sarah went down to Castle while Chuck roamed the store with Gus and Shawn, looking for Morgan.
"So Chuckster, what's this guy look like?" Asked Shawn.
"Well, he's short...and he has kinda dark hair..."
"That guy?" Gus asked, pointing at Lester.
"No, that's..." Chuck trailed off as Lester quickly approached.
"Charles, where have you been?" He said, very seriously. "Big Mike has been..." Tilting his head, he gave Shawn and Gus strange looks. "Who are these men?"
"Lester, this are my friends Shawn and Gus. Now, can you please tell me where Morgan is?"
"Break room. But don't stay too long...there's been a DVD mishap."
Chuck sped Gus and Shawn to the break room, where Morgan sat eating a sandwich. "Hey, buddy!" He practically yelled. "I haven't seen you since..."
"Yeah, Morgan, I know," he said sadly. "Listen, I met some new friends. This is Gus and this is Shawn. They work for a psychic detective agency."
"You're psychic? Wow. So, you mean, you guys know what I'm thinking right now?" said Morgan.
"Well first off, only I am psychic. Poor Gus does not have the talent. And second off..." Shawn put fingers to temple. "You're thinking, 'That was a really good sandwich and Shawn looks like Brad Pitt.'"
"That's exactly what I was...well, the first part was exactly what I was thinking! You're really good!"
"Oh please," said Shawn. Gus glared.
"Morgan, I have to...do something. Can you do me a favor and show these guys around the store?" Chuck asked.
"What, have they never seen a Buy More before?" Morgan said.
"No, we haven't. See, Shawn and I live a very humble country life. We don't even own what city folks refer to as a telephone." Gus explained.
"Oh, wow. Well, come on, we'll start with the home theater room, my personal favorite..." And with that, Morgan turned around and led all but Chuck out of the break room.
Once he was alone, Chuck punched in the code and watched the wall of lockers open up into Castle. When he had finally made it to the main room, he was met with a, "What took you so long?" From Sarah.
"Sorry, there were a few slight diversions."
Sarah immediately called General Beckman.
"Well, I see you two have finally decided to call. I hope you've finished your mission," the General said deeply.
"Yes, General. Everything is taken care of. Mr. Guster has promised to tie up any loose ends by presenting the detectives at the Santa Barbara Police Station with a newspaper article about their solved case," Sarah explained.
"Well, even it wasn't in any way done to my liking, we can consider this case a success. Not only did we discover the innocence of Mr. Spencer, we have three of Project Cerebrum's subjects in custody, which was much more than we were hoping for. However, I certainly can hope that you'll understand why I can't commend you on this one," Beckman said firmly.
"Yeah...we get that," said Chuck.
"Well...goodnight," said the General, and the screen went black.
"That was...relatively painless," Chuck said with a smile.
"It was. I was expecting a lot worse," Sarah answered. "Where are Shawn and Gus?"
"They're taking a tour of the store with Morgan." They began to walk back to the Buy More.
"I see. Where are we eating?"
"Somewhere with jerk chicken, I guess."
It took them a while to track down Morgan, but they finally found them in the very corner of the store with the washing machines. "...and sometimes, when no one's looking, I try to fit inside," he was saying when they walked up.
"Hey Morgan, wanna go to dinner with us?" Chuck asked him.
"No, sorry. I'd really love to, but Big Mike just put me working on the DVD mishap."
"What is it with people and work?" Shawn asked.
The question went unanswered as Morgan said goodbye and the remaining four walked out to the Blueberry, Gus' car. They decided on Milo's, a place Chuck thought had jerk chicken, and if not, excellent buffalo wings.
Dinner ended up lasting until the restaurant closed at midnight. It had been a while since Chuck had last felt so relaxed. Finally, he was able to share with someone all the crazy things that had happened to him ever since the Intersect had been downloaded. He could even tell Sarah was, for once, relaxed as well, which made Chuck even happier. On top of it all were even more stories of Shawn and Gus' exciting cases, packed with tales of fashion models, sea lions, haunted asylums, and speed dating.
When they were all finally kicked out of Milo's, Shawn said, "Well, Gus, who's driving back?"
"I am, Shawn. You're not driving my car, even if it is midnight."
"Look, you guys can stay with me tonight," Chuck said.
"Chuck, what about Ellie?" Sarah reminded him.
"Oh..." He imagined Ellie waking up tomorrow morning to two strange men sleeping in her living room. "Yeah, that might not be such a good idea."
They were a silent for a moment before goodbyes began. Everybody hugged everybody, Gus promised he and Shawn were stopping for coffee, and then Shawn gave one final word. "Listen, Chuck, call us when you want to have a Duck Hunt night. We can make a three hour trip, we don't mind."
"Shawn's right," said Gus. "Most of our Saturdays are spend lying on the couch in the Psych office eating cheese puffs."
"Thanks, guys," said Chuck. He and Sarah turned and walked back to his car.
"You okay, Chuck?" Asked Sarah.
"Yeah, it's just...Sarah, it was nice to..."
"I know, Chuck. You're right." Before they got in the car, she hugged him softly, which, somehow, made saying goodbye just a little easier.
After dropping Sarah off, Chuck went home and lumbered into bed and found that, as his head hit the pillow, his shoulders were not quite as heavy as they had been as of late. His breath came easier now, and his neck was loose. It was in that moment Chuck realized that for the first time in a long time he finally felt...relieved. He knew that he now owed a debt to Shawn and Gus he would never be able to fully pay back.
The End