A/N Don't own nor make any $ from Chuck

1 year ago

Graham was a man who was consumed with a desire to wield the power that very few sacred cows in Washington ever achieve, but in order to get that power he would need to make his own path. He needed to control a project that would cement his place amongst the elite, and ultimately allow him to wield the power he so desperately coveted, and the intersect could be that path. For years he had heard the whispers of the development of some kind of "human" computer, but never could get the defense department to totally commit funds to it.

The only way defense would go total commitment, would be if there was a clear and present danger to the security of the country. The threat needed to be immediate and so serious, that failure to combat it would result in certain destruction. He needed to manufacture the threat, used all the nefarious contacts and morally corrupt politicians and burocrats he could buy to create his threat from within then government, thus Fulcrum was born. He could now press through funding for the project due to the very real threat posed by Fulcrum, the fact that he manufactured it was of little consequence, as he dreamed about how to use the project to cement his legacy.

Unfortunately for Graham, in the great system of checks and balances, the government did authorize funding for the project, but they wanted the military to directly control it, so it was given to the NSA. It was therefore strictly their domain, and he would be completely out of the loop. He needed to find a way to get his hands on it, so he decided to use his best team, Larkin and Walker to steal it. The only problem was that the intersect was in a highly secured building, and this would most likely by a suicide mission, so it ultimately came down to who he could afford to lose. He had to compare his agents and decide whom to send. Walker was by far the superior agent in every way to Larkin. She was careful an pragmatic, while Larkin was careless and sloppy.

Walker had morals and was able to sacrifice for the good of the country; Larkin was all about himself and his own glory. He knew deep down that he could never get Walker to go along with this; she was honorable and would smell something was wrong and refuse to do the assignment. He could have her killed, but the amount of heat her death would draw to him would be too much. Larkin was easy to manipulate, and once Graham told him that he could possibly be a "super agent" after the upload, the Rubicon had been crossed, and Bryce was his.

Casey pulled in front of the warehouse and Sarah was out the door before he could even put it in park.

"Walker wait," he screamed, but she had already disappeared into the building.

She never heard his call, as she was in seek and destroy mode ready to kill anything that got between her and Chuck. She breached the first set of doors she came to and found nothing but an abandoned floor. Quickly repeating herself on the next three floors, she found the same result, and made it up to the roof. Although it was odd that she encountered absolutely no resistance, she didn't process it as being unusual, as he thoughts were totally consumed by Chuck.

Is that..OH MY GOD.. CHUCK!"

"I'm getting tired of this," Colt said as he held Chuck over the roof.

"Let's just talk about this please," Chuck cried.

"Freeze!"

Colt looked behind him at Sarah and then looked down towards the ground.

"You know what? It aint worth it," he said as he released his grip.

"NOOOO!"

Sarah broke as she saw him drop over the side.

"Your boyfriends dead. What you gonna do now baby," Colt said as he approached her.

Sarah processed everything in slow motion.

Chuck is dead!He killed Chuck! I want Chuck back..I want to kill him!..I can shoot him..no I want him to hurt like I do...I know the pain will come...the pain is here now...I want the pain to end...I want to be with Chuck...her mind raced in a split second as she threw herself at him with fury.

She had no plan as the emotion had completely taken over her. She swung wildly at his face, trying to inflict the most pain and damage, but Colt outweighed her by 250lbs and easily muscled her to the ground. Sarah reached for the gun he had tucked in his waistband, but Colt blocked her and pointed it at her head.

"Do it," she cried.

She didn't care anymore, if Chuck was dead she wanted to be too.

"Walker calm the fuck down," Colt said through gritted teeth.

"Fuck you! Do it! Shoot me," she screamed.

"Calm down! Casey get up here," Colt called into an earpiece.

Suddenly Casey arrived, dragging a very disheveled Chuck behind him.

"Chuck," she screamed an fried to move out from under Colt.

"Now wait just a minute," Colt said holding her down.

"If I let you up do you promise to behave yourself and not try to kill me or yourself," he said.

"Yes," she replied with her eyes locked on Chuck.

"Ok," he said as he moved off her and she jumped like a giant blonde rabbit into Chuck's arms, knocking him down to the ground.

"I thought you were dead," she cried as she kissed him.

"So did I," he replied.

"Well don't just stand there John! Help me up," Colt said as he gave Casey his arm.

"Man you were not lying about her were you," Colt said as he rubbed his jaw.

"She get you bad?"

"A few of them were a little hard," he replied.

After a few minutes Sarah had pulled Chuck back to his feet and they approached Casey and Colt.

"What the hell is going on," Sarah said as she protectively stood in front of Chuck.

"Walker this is Captain Dale Hawkins."

"Agent Walker it's a pleasure," Hawkins said as he extended his hand.

"Captain? I don't understand," Sarah said in bewilderment.

"Dale is an old friend. We saved each others asses in Afghanistan and Iraq more times then I can count."

"What is he doing here," Sarah questioned.

"Well he is helping us with Chuck's situation and..."

"What wasn't I told Casey," Sarah demanded.

"Sarah maybe...,"'was as far as Chuck got before she gave him a look that would frighten the devil.

"Now before we go one step farther. Someone tell me what the hell is going on!"

Bryce was tired; he had been going for almost 50 hours without sleep and, after resisting the onset of sleep

for so long, finally surrendered and closed the file he was reading. He was inside his safe house and made his way to the kitchen, passing a white board, which contained numerous locations and times. He had spent the past 5 days shadowing Chuck, Sarah and Casey, while recording Chuck's precise movements and locations. He got himself a water from the refrigerator and slowly glanced at the board, and thought back to where this all had started.

Ten months ago.

"So once you have uploaded the intersect, both agent Walker and yourself are free to resume your precious arrangement," Graham said.

"Do you have any questions?"

"No sir, I believe the video speaks for itself," Bryce said.

Bryce seethed with anger as he viewed the surveillance video of Chuck and Sarah that Graham had given him. Although it looked like they were having an innocent game night with Ellie and Devin, Bryce knew that for Sarah, it meant much more. He saw the way her hand lingered on Chuck's during some "accidental" touching, and the way she gazed at him when nobody else was looking at her; and knew immediately that she was in love. She never looked at him the way she looked at Chuck, nor laughed as hard or seemed as happy; As a matter of fact, he had never seen her laugh like that, or even smile the way she did with Chuck. It was almost as if he had never seen her before, because the woman in the screen looked nothing like the Sarah that he knew.

He was consumed by jealousy, and what happened between Chuck and Sarah only served to drive his rage further. He didn't love Sarah, but in his twisted mind it didn't matter, Sarah was supposed to be with him, and defiantly not with Chuck. Like most narcissists what mattered to Sarah didn't matter to Bryce, he only knew that he wanted her, and could care less what she wanted. He would not lose! He would not lose to Chuck!

He is so predictable..Graham thought as he watched Bryce's reaction.

He wanted control over the intersect project, and he wanted Larkin back in the fold. Larkin was pathetically easy to control, all that was needed was the proper motivation. He knew that Bryce would never let go of Walker, and using that to his advantage, he quickly found his pawn.

"How do we proceed sir," Bryce asked with fire in his eyes.

"Well first off, you need to die."

Bryce never had any noble intentions to when he sent Chuck the intersect, as a matter of fact, his real plan was to kidnap him and bring him back to Graham to extract the intersect, but Casey shot him before he could do it. Then Graham arranged for him to go off fighting Fulcrum, when in reality he was waiting to use him again. Feeding into Bryce's ego, Graham designated him to advanced psychological training, allowing Bryce's narcissism to erase any loyalty to, or affection for Chuck.

Bryce dropped the empty water bottle in the trashcan and then slowly walked back to the board, and stared with a predatory look at the picture of Chuck. He no longer saw a friend, or even a human being, all he saw was a target.