Melissa was just getting out of the bath when Sam knocked on the door. She let her in and took the pile of clothing from her. "Thanks Sam I had nothing to wear. I will return these once I get my things from my house." Melissa said changing into the black slacks and gray top Sam gave her. She came out of the bedroom dressed, with her hair pulled back and her high heels on. She sat next to Sam and saw she was nervous. "Hey what's up with you? You look scared." She asked touching her shoulder.
"I'm going to walk into a CIA substation as a Treasonous Scumbag, Melissa how do you think I should feel? If I found someone like me I would shoot them on sight. I deserve a bullet to the head! Not help. I am no longer fit to serve!" Sam said standing up shaking.
"Hey! You need to relax. I trust these people, and more importantly Chuck trusts these people. You need to go to them and tell then exactly what you just said to me. The fact that you feel so strongly means your not a treasonous scumbag. Now sit down and relax. We're going to get you out of this, and when we do you are going to owe Chuck and his team a lot. You are going to owe them your life and the life of your sister. I want your word you will repay that debt by joining the team. You will repay that debt by being the Agent Samantha Glass of old. Your going to do what ever it takes to be the very best you can be for the team, and your sister is going to put that genius brain of hers to good use by being the team's annalist. She's going to come work with us. She will no longer be some drone paper pusher at Langley. She's coming out to stay with us. There are three more apartments on this floor. I'm keeping this one. One of the other apartments has to have two bedrooms. I think she would like to spend time with her big sister don't you?" Melissa asked sitting Sam down on the couch next to her. "Come on think about it, we're going to have some down time for Chuck's wedding I think you two can use that time to catch up. It's been two years and how many crazy missions Sam? You need a break. Get to know Bobby again." She said hugging the older woman.
"Thanks Melissa. I needed that. But I still feel like a traitor." Sam said.
"I know the feeling. I woke up one day a Fulcrum double agent, I went to bed in the arms of a very kind man, and woke up a good guy. It was very powerful. He held me for a good ten minutes while I sobbed. But he never let up, not once. Tonight I think you need to come spend the night here. And Chuck will tell you you're not a traitor, and he'll hold you and let you cry and when you fall asleep you'll know what redemption feels like. And In the morning you will feel a thousand times better. I'll talk to Chuck for you." Melissa said hugging her tighter.
"I don't think he can do anything for me." Sam said sadly.
"Come on, it's almost noon. Lets go get Kate and head down to the lobby." She said getting her things together. She would talk to Chuck later when he got back from work. She knew what Sam was feeling. What was eating her up. One night with Chuck and she would be fine. He always knows what to say to make it all better. She was going to have to have a very uncomfortable conversation with Sarah today. She double checked her purse and saw the napkin was still in there. She checked it more then she checked her gun, but it was for Chuck and let's face it, it was the least she could do for him. She smiled before she closed her purse.
Chuck stood outside of Ted Roark's office waiting for him to get off the phone. He guessed running RI and Fulcrum took a lot of his time. He smiled at that thought. He knew one thing for sure, when he was in charge of this company he was going to hire a group of people to run it for him. He was going to be way too busy doing missions. Ted opened the door and called him in.
"Hey Ted, I just wanted to give you a projection of time scale." Chuck said sitting down in on of the arm chairs on the side of the office to take away the power of Ted's big desk. He refused to sit in the lower chairs in front of that desk.
Ted took a seat in the chair next to him. "So what are we looking at Charles? Six months, a year?" Ted asked.
"Two weeks." Chuck said buffing his nails on his shirt.
"Did you say two weeks?" Ted asked in shock.
"Yes, but only if I get peace and quiet. If I get distractions and people coming in and out all the time it's going to take longer. And one other thing, if the door to the lab is closed then it means I'm running a test of the Intersect. If you don't want to fry another brain then you've got to keep people out. I can not guarantee the safety of anyone walking into that room. I have enough exposure to it to not fry my brain. I've downloaded a beta test version of it a long time ago and I think they cancel each other out." Chuck said with a shrug.
"Wow so you're going to be running tests already?" Ted asked.
"Why not? You were. I should have a beta test version in about a week and a half. I also need you to issue an apology on my behalf for the power fluctuations. When I run the program reboot tomorrow, the power it takes might drain the grid for a few seconds, this could fuck up some systems. If something like that happens I don't want anyone freaking out. It's not an earthquake, it's just the mainframe powering up and running the recalibrations. Unless it is an earthquake of course, then it's every man for himself and since I'm in the sub basement I'm all good." Chuck said with a crazy laugh.
"So you're that close? How?" Ted asked.
"Well it really dose come down to download speed. Too fast you fry the brain, too slow and it doesn't stick. It's a tricky balance. And your coding was fucked up, I fixed it I think. If not I'll come up with a way to fix it. I wont know for sure until I test it out some more. I'm also going to need to run a test on a live subject at some point. You said before you have a list of crappy agents to use as human lab rats? I'm going to need that list to look at aptitude levels and brain function. I'm basically going to pick the least retarded one of the bunch. But you can't just come out and say things like that in front of the test subjects, so I'll stick to the big words around them, it's not like they understand what I'm saying right?" Chuck said with a laugh on the outside but on the inside his stomach was rolling. He always felt dirty when he was around Roark. But he had a part to play and after he wondered around the sub basement he knew what to do.
The main data trunk line came into the sever room in the basement. But the sub basement one floor below had an access panel to the server room. Probably for maintenance, but for a guy like him it was just too good to pass up. It was like a big juicy stake just sitting there. That's why tomorrow Chuck was going to kill the power grid, climb through that hatch and download everything off the RI server. He just needed a distraction. Which he was going to implant at the end of the day. For the last two hours he had been coding a virus to burn through the firewall as soon as the power cut out. He downloaded computer hacking into his brain, he now knew more about hacking then he ever wanted to. The virus he created was so bad he imbedded a kill switch on a timer. Ten minutes after it started ravishing the network it would die. He just needed to upload it into a networked computer. All he had to do was get in, download a massive amount of information, and get out. Easy.
"Thanks for the heads up Charles. I will let everyone know we are going to be running experiments on processors in the lab. Aside form all that how is everything?" Ted asked sitting back.
"Good. The computer equipment I asked for arrived just as I was coming up here. I plan on having most of it set up tonight. The rest will have to wait till tomorrow. I have someone to do tonight." Chuck said suggestively.
"I know how it is. I've got my own entertainment for the night. I think I might even bring a second little hot piece with me tonight if you know what I mean?" Ted said with a lecherous grin.
Chuck thought about Jordan, and the things he was suggesting and felt the bile rise in his throat. This sick bustard was going to make Jordan, and another woman do, he couldn't think about it. His hand flexed making his trigger finger contract. A part of him wanted to reach behind his back, pull his gun, and put a bullet in his head. He stood up looking down at his watch. "Well I've got to go. I have a whole crap load of computers to set up if I want to stay on schedule." Chuck said walking towards the door.
"Don't work too hard Charles." Ted said as he closed the door. Chuck made it to the elevator before his smile fell. He needed to get this done faster. He needed to get the Intersect 2.0 upgrade into his head. He needed to do it fast. He needed to back up all of his work and he needed to find the upload speed that killed. He decided right there and then that he was going to end as many of these scum bags as he could. Starting with Roark.
Melissa, Sam and Kate stood outside by Sam's 2007 BMW M3. It was almost noon and they were waiting for Jordan. They were just about to call her when they heard the roar of a V12 engine coming. A silver Aston Martin DB9 rolled to a stop in front of the group. Jordan stepped out. "I believe this belongs to you Melissa?" Jordan said tossing her the keys. Melissa's face light up as she looked between the car and the key.
"Shotgun!" Kate called out walking to the Aston and getting in.
Jordan got in the M3 and Sam looked to Melissa.
"We are headed to a place in Burbank called Orange-Orange. Follow me, if you can keep up!" Melissa said closing the door and staring up her new car. The V12 rumbled to life she revved the engine and felt the power under her butt. She selected first gear and hit the gas burning out down the driveway and out onto the street. She turned left and shifted up. She headed onto the expressway ramp. She punched it up to third and over took three car as she merged with the traffic on the expressway headed to Burbank.
They pulled into the parking lot ten minutes later doing eighty. Melissa aimed for the yogurt shop and pulled the e-break skidding into a parking spot in front of the place and Sam slid in to the spot next to her. "I had you on the exit ramp! Forget what exit we were supposed to get off on?" Sam asked spinning her keys like a six shooter.
"Please I took you three blocks back. And I get style points for the hand break parking job too." Melissa said tossing her keys in her purse. The four of them walked up to the door and stopped. "It's cool guys let me do all of the talking." Melissa said pushing open the door.
Sarah was standing behind the counter Casey was sitting at a table in the corner with Alex, he was talking to her in hushed tones. Carina was standing by the door playing with her iPhone. There were six other agents sitting around the shop eating yogurt. As soon as she saw Sam Carina spun her around and pulled her into a big hug. "It's so good to see you alive! I've missed your tight, ridged, over thought out plans." Carina said pulling back from her and looking her over. "Well you look like shit. What have they been feeding you? You're too thin and your hair looks dead." Carina said touching Sam's head.
"Well hello to you to bitch. Two years and all you can say is I look like shit? News flash skinny, so do you." Sam said pulling her back into her arms smiling.
"I Hate to break up the reunion, but we have three interrogation rooms waiting downstairs." Casey said walking up to Jordan. "I know this is going to sound like an insult, but I need your gun Major." Casey said holding out his hand.
"I understand Major." She said handing him her Sig229.
"The same for you." Sarah said standing next to Kate.
"Here you go, fat lot of good it's done me. I've had it for three years and I never really got to use it." She said pulling a USP compact form her purse.
"Sam?" Carina asked holding out her hand. Sam pulled a Glock19 from her back and handed it to Carina.
"Lets go we have a lot to talk about. Melissa you can either come with us or you can lead the team on the shopping trip?" Casey asked with a smirk.
"As tempting as that sounds I'd like to sit in on the interrogations. If one of the agents can stop by my house and grab my two go bags out of my apartment I'd be grateful." She said holding up her house key.
"I'm in charge of the shopping trip Ma'am I can get it for you if you tell me the address?" Alex said standing. "Also if you three can hand over your cell phones so we can take them with that would be great." She said
"Also make a list of things you want her to get you and meet us downstairs. I've put you in the system for Castle just come down when your done." Sarah said walking with Kate to the freezer.
Down in interrogation room three Sarah looked across the table at Kate. "So what's your story?" Sarah asked.
"Well I graduated from the Farm three years ago, and for the for the first year I was used as a CIA tart. I got shagged so many times I lost count. Then one day I met a woman in a bar. She walked right up to me and told me she knew who I was and what I was going through. She said as long as I worked for the CIA I would only be used for my body. A sex toy to keep the VIP assets happy. She told me that if I joined Fulcrum I would get real missions. I was intrigued. So I called the number off the card she left me and I met with a Fulcrum handler. He confirmed her story. The next day I get called into my bosses office and shown pictures of me and the handler talking. They arrested me and were taking me to a underground bunker. In route to the bunker the transport stopped on the side of the road and I was let out. Five seconds after the van pulled away a black car pulled up and the handler was inside. He told me if I didn't get in the car I was going to end up dead. Apparently I escaped custody and now there was a kill order out on me. So I got in the car. From that day on I've been a Fulcrum tart, and I can't quit. If I do I end up in a prison for being a traitor, or they reinstate my kill order and I'm shot by some rooky agent on their Red Test." Kate said losing her battle with the tears pooled in her eyes.
"What was your handlers name?" Sarah asked stone faced.
"He said his name was Stevens, but I'm guessing that's a fake name." Kate said.
"Is there anything you can tell me about the missions you went on?" Sarah asked.
"What missions? I'm telling you, for the last two years I've been a call girl. They give me a name and a place, and I show up and act excited as some dirt bag touches me. I have yet to use my gun except for my Red Test, and even that required me to get naked. It's like they were giving me a glimpse into my future." Kate said crying harder now. Sarah looked at her sadly as she stood up and hugged the girl.
"Hey it's okay. You don't have to do that stuff anymore." She said rubbing the girls back as she sobbed.
In interrogation room one Carina was sitting next to Sam. "So what happened?" She asked her friend.
"It all started about two years ago. I was just coming out of a debriefing after a red eye flight from Bangkok when five guys black bagged me, drugged me, and tossed me into a van. When I came to I was tide to a chair and there was a TV in front of me. On the screen was a live feed of an annalist pit at Langley. I could clearly see Bobby sitting at her desk typing away. Then a man walked into the room, wearing all black. He walked up to the TV and pointed at Bobby. He said something like: She's real pretty. I wonder what she tastes like, or how she sounds when screams for me to stop. But you wont have to wonder because you're going to get a front row seat to the show. I'm going to let you watch as I go to work on her, then every guy in this place is going to take a turn with her. By the time we're done she's going to beg us to kill her." Sam said looking sick.
"What happened then?" Carina asked taking Sam's hands as the tears formed in her eyes she loved Bobby too, it was hard for her to hear that.
"He told me that if I worked for them I would never have to worry about my sister, but if I screwed them Bobby would pay the price. I've been on eight missions so far. The first two were easy retrieval missions. I was given a team and I made sure each of them ended up dead over the course of the mission. I personally killed three of them. After my two failures, the missions kept getting more and more dangerous. Suicide missions really. I never really completed them. I always left clues, or missed my mark. The last mission I was on I was supposed to drive up the price of heroin coming from Afghanistan. Instead I blew up the processing labs and made it look like the US army did it. I even got caught in the blast of the last one." Sam said rolling up her sleeve and showing Carina her nasty burse.
"That looks bad Sam. Did you get it looked at by a doctor?" Carina asked touching the burse.
"It's fine, what can you do for Bobby?" Sam asked.
"Well I'm not sure what Chuck's end game is but. I'm going back to D.C. and I'm going to watch her for you. As soon as the word comes through that Chuck made his move I'll pull her out, and keep her safe. I swear to you I will keep Bobby safe. You know I love her like you do. I've been checking on her since you've been gone. I keep tabs on her, make sure she's doing okay at work. I found her a nice apartment close to work. She's a good kid. I'll make sure she stays that way. I think she found a boyfriend, she's been hanging around with another annalist. His name is Daniel Patel, he's a good kid too, he's like Bobby, shy. I ran a background check and broke into his apartment. He's clean." Carina said hugging Sam.
"Thanks Carina. I owe you big time. I've been so worried about her these last two years. I miss her so much. Now tell me about Chuck. I can't get a handle on the guy. One minute he's the nicest guy I've ever met, the next he's shooting people and threatening me. Is he what his file says he is? Or is that all a lie?" Sam asked.
"As far as I can tell he's everything he says he is. I'll tell you this. My sister Sarah would not settle for just some guy. So he has to be special." Carina said.
In interrogation room two Casey sat across form Jordan just looking at her. "Major Rodgers can you tell me why you are working for a rogue intelligence group?" Casey asked.
"Well Major Casey I work for Fulcrum because they have an assassin posing as my son room mate in his college dorm room. The second I stop playing nice they kill him, slowly." She said with an edge to her voice.
"How, and when were you recruited?" He asked.
"I was recruited about eight months ago. They approached me. I was walking to my car after work one night and I was drugged, black bagged, and tossed into a van. When I woke up I was laying on Ted Roark's bed naked. He was sitting on a chair. When I got my bearings I demanded to know what was going on. He calmly told me that he had a guy shadowing my son. He showed me the assassins file. When I saw Scott's room mate I knew this was for real. I asked him what he wanted, and it seamed the answer was me. He's obsessed with me. From that night on I've slept in his bed. He checks in with the assassin every day, and if he doesn't make that call Scott takes a bullet. If I kill him his guards make the call and Scott dies. If I was to kill all of them. The assassin checks the CCTV camera feeds constantly. If he see something out of place he kills Scott. Your starting to see a pattern here. Say what you want about Roark, but the man is very smart. He trapped me in a cage with no doors. I can move about the city freely. I act as his assistant. I even carry a gun, but if I'm not in his bed at the end of the night, well you know what happens. Now that you know what's going on what can you do about my son?" She asked.
"Well what happens if the assassin went missing?" Casey asked.
"No he thought of that. He just get's replaced, there is one standing by waiting for the order to step in and complete the job." Jordan said.
"Well in that case we need to wait until the very last minute then kill the assassin and pull Scott out. I'll sit on him till it's all done." Casey said.
"And what is the plan?" She asked.
"Lets get everyone together and talk about it." He said opining the door letting Jordan out. They walked down the hall and found everyone else in the conference room. "So I guess all of their stories checked out?" He asked.
"Yes, and they all need to be brought up to speed, I've been talking to Sam, and Kate and they want on the team. Does Major Rodgers as well?" Carina asked.
"Lets hear the pitch first." Jordan said with a smile.
"Sarah can I talk to you for a few minutes?" Melissa asked Sarah.
"I can handle the briefing." Casey said.
"Thanks." Sarah said leading Melissa into interrogation room one. "I think formal introductions are needed. I'm Sarah Walker, I'm Chuck's wife. And your Melissa Barns the bitch that's trying to steal my man" Sarah growled. When she saw how freaked out Melissa was getting she couldn't hold it in. she feel into a seat laughing.
"That was not funny! That was very mean. I was trying to be your friend." Melissa said with a pout.
"Come on, the room was way too tense. I had to break it up a bit. Now what did you want to talk to me about?" Sarah said taking Melissa's hand with a smile.
"The first thing I wanted to say is that I respect you very much." Melissa said in a very serous voice.
"I know you do." Sarah said sobering up.
"The next thing I want you to know is that I only got to heavy touching with Chuck, and I preformed maybe thirty seconds of oral on him when he was asleep. He was very gentlemanly about the whole thing, but he turned me down and made sure I was okay about it." She said.
"I know Casey told me." Sarah said.
"The next thing I wanted to talk to you about is my friendship with Chuck. He's an amazing guy. Probably the best guy I've ever met. I can very easily see myself loving him, but I respect you and Chuck too much to ever try something that might hurt your marriage. That being said for the past two night that we slept on the same bed together we ended up spooning and he usually wakes up cupping my left breast. I can say that it's the best feeling I've ever had, and he has been freaked out every time it happens. I want you to know that it never happens intentionally, but it dose happen. Again he's always very gentlemanly about the whole thing. I do want to say that I enjoy sleeping with him very much. Not in a sexual way but because of the comfort he offers. I've never slept as good as I have these past two days." Melissa said blushing.
"My Chuck is a very special man. Trust me I know. I've know for a very long time. For the longest time we couldn't be together, but I used to sleep over to maintain our cover. What I never told him is I kept increasing the number of those sleep over's because of how good I felt afterwards. I know what your talking about. I'm the one that figured it out. It's not a power, it's just Chuck. He has the ability to love unconditionally. He loves without it ever having to be returned. And when you sleep with him, he wraps you up in that love. He holds you and makes everything alright. I know what your saying, as strange as that sounds. I understand what's going on, and I know it's just sleep. I know because even though you're in love with him I trust him to never let it go past sleep." Sarah said with a knowing smile.
"You know what? I'm not even going to try and deny it. I am totally in love with him. I have been since he trusted me with his secrets. I mean I was totally hot for Charles Carmichael, I still am. But when he opened up and trusted me, I fell hard." Melissa said sadly.
"It's a curse I suppose. Marrying a guy like Chuck. I guess we are matched in that way. Guys lust after me, and women fall in love with him. It's a cross we must carry." Sarah said with a sigh.
"I would never try anything with him. Never! I love him too much to try something like that. I'm just doomed to love him form afar for the rest of my life." Melissa said sadly.
"No, not doomed. Chuck will always have time for his friends and trust me when I say this, I'm not going to try and separate you two like some jealous wife. If you need to talk to him you come over and talk to him. You need a hug? Hug him. I will draw the line at sleeping with him unless it's an extreme situation. And we will find you a Chuck of your own some day. Until then I'm going to have to share my Chuck." Sarah said.
"I didn't know how this conversation was going to go, I had no idea how to ask you to let me keep seeing your husband. Talk about an awkward conversation." Melissa said in relief.
"Like I said, I understand. And we are all going to be on the same team. You know with you, Jordan, Sam, Kate, and Carina we out number the boys six to two and Casey's vetting this new girl Alex. I see a lot of comforting females in Chuck's future. Lets face it, Casey is not really a comforting kind of guy." Sarah said with a laugh.
"Poor Chuck. He's going to be swimming in a sea of women." Melissa said laughing too.
"All of them beautiful, and deadly. My poor Chuck is going to be booked solid. Chuck my feeling are hurt. Chuck I don't feel pretty. Chuck I don't feel loved." Sarah said jokingly.
"Oh before I forget." Melissa said pulling the napkin out of her purse. "I saved this form the ambush." She said opining the napkin to show Sarah a 9mm shell casing. "It's the brass from his first 'Kill' I thought you could put it on a key chain or a necklace. I mean I wouldn't want the brass from my Red Test. But I think Chuck would like to remember it." Melissa said handing it over to Sarah.
"Wow, Melissa this is really thoughtful. Chuck will love it, but I think you should give it to him. You two shared that moment together and I think it will mean more coming from you." Sarah said handing it back to her.
"I just thought that you might want to give it to him so you can be a part of it. You made him Sarah. Without you there would be no Charles Carmichael. No first kill, no deep cover mission, no master of seduction. I just wanted you to be a part of it. It's an important day in an agent's life." Melissa said looking at the shinny brass in her hand.
"That's very touching for you to say but it's all Chuck. I'm so proud of him. He's becoming a respectable agent, and he doesn't need me any more." Sarah said sadly.
"Hey, yes he does. You need to take stock in the fact that every time he does something, he's just using the skills you and Casey taught him. When he's smooth talking a woman he's mimicking you, when he threatens to kill someone he's aping Casey. He told me so. You should see him. I think he models a lot of his attitude off of Casey. But it's his confidence that's awesome, and that's all you. He's a combination of the two of you and I think you should be so proud. You're his spy parents. He does need you, just not as a protector any more. He needs you as a partner. The three of you are going to be an amazing team. I can only imagine the three of you together. If you guys did all of those things and he was just Chuck, just think about the team of the great Sarah Walker, Major Casey, and Charles Carmichael working together? And with the rest of us to back you guys up? Unstoppable! Think about it this way, you wont have to be watching Chuck on missions anymore. You know agent Carmichael has got your back. He's right now sitting in the enemy camp, and not only is he not in trouble, he's got them so scared that they crap them selves if he looks at them. He has the poor doorman in our building so scared he called me Ms. Barns and treated me like a was royalty. I don't know what he said to him but he's scared of his own shadow now. He's got Fulcrum Command on his knees begging him to work for them. I've seen it with my own two eyes." Melissa said proudly.
"Now with all of that being said, I still want you to give him this gift. We have all given him something. I gave him a car. He doesn't know it yet but the Mustang is his. When he comes home after the mission it will be waiting for him. Casey gave him his gun. The gun Chuck's using is Casey's gun, and after the mission he's going to let him keep it. If there was anyone that was proud of Chuck more then me, and you it would be Casey. He took him through the Rite you know? But this," Sarah said holding up the spent shell casing "This will be your gift to him. He's your partner too you know, he's going to need you over the next two weeks just like you're going to need him. I want you to look after each other, because no matter how confident he is, or how cool he is, he's still on his first mission. In a lot of ways this is a first mission for both of you. I want to you to watch each others backs out there. Take this to a jeweler and get it set in a chain or something. If he has a bad day, I want you to give it to him along with these." She said pulling a set of car keys on a Mustang key ring out of her pocket.
"I will. I'll watch his back." Melissa said putting the keys and the brass shell casing in her purse.
"Good now lets go see what they're doing out there. I don't think Casey can handle that many women in one place at one time. Lets face it, he's no Chuck." Sarah said
Chuck was in his element. He was standing in the middle of a huge pile of computers. He set up three long tables and eight power bars. He was in the process of separating out the computers so the room looked equally cluttered. His years of watching Jeff and Lester pretend to work taught him the key to looking busy was a cluttered work space. So far he had six of the ten computers set up and running his random coding program. In terms of programming he made a program that created gibberish, and ran it across the screens. It did nothing but it looked very important. At a glance it looked like they were doing something important. He was just about to plug in the next PC when there was a knock at the door. Chuck pulled his gun and set his face into scowl. He wretched the door open with his gun in hand.
"I TOLD YOU NOT TO DISTURB ME WHEN I'm….." Chuck yelled until he saw Jordan and Melissa standing at the door. He put away his gun. "Oh it's you guys. Sorry about that ladies. I have a reputation to uphold. I told Roark that I could get the Intersect up and running in two weeks if I'm not bothered." He said letting then in and locking the door behind them. He took a seat in his new huge comfy office chair, "Take a seat, what can I help you ladies with?" Chuck asked.
"Well we just came from a meeting of the whole team and we wanted to update you on what's going on, and also talk to you about the end game of your plan, it's a bit vague. I mean I understand why it is, you didn't know what you were going to find when you got here but now we need to figure it out so we can plan the other side missions that need to be completed." Jordan said.
"I have the bones of an end game but I could use your advice. You have twenty years in the field and your wisdom would be a lot of help." Chuck said resting his chin in his hand.
"Did you just call me old?" Jordan asked with a smirk.
"I would never call such a beautiful woman old. You don't look a day over 26, in fact I feel like a cradle robber every time I look at you with lust in my heart. Your breath taking smile and stunning eyes stop me dead in my tracks. Men would give anything for the honor of worshiping your body." Chuck said with his wolfish smile and a sexy voice.
Jordan blushed bright red and her pulse quickened. When he said worship your body she felt a fire rush up her body starting at her middle and running up to her face. Her bra was uncomfortable against her breasts, and she was panting. Melissa took one look at her and laughed. "It's funny when it happens to someone else!" She gasped out between laughs.
Chuck just smirked. "I Don't know if I'm that good, or if you NSA girls are that easy. Either way, I'll take the win." Chuck said.
"Okay, what the hell was that?" Jordan asked.
"That was CIA seduction techniques. What you NSA guys don't get is that seduction is not about sex. It's all about the fantasy. The idea of sex. If you have to have actual sex it means you failed. I know you guys don't really do a lot of infiltration and information gathering, and when you are sent to seduce someone they mean sex. Like Melissa was forced to do. Ask Sam, she'll tell you that unless you are groomed to be a CIA call girl like Kate, then you are taught that sex is the last part of seduction. I was taught by the very best in not having sex with the mark. So when I turn on the charm I tend to go for the fantasy." Chuck said with a shrug.
"Don't feel bad, he had me gushing in me pants with just a few words and some light touching." Melissa said patting Jordan on the back.
"Well now I'm uncomfortable." Jordan said taking off her jacket and fiddling around in her shirt, she sighed and pulled her black lace bra out of her shirt. "That's much better." She said sighing.
"How the hell did you do that?" Chuck asked staring at the bra in her hand.
"Woman secret, I can't tell you. You don't have clearance." Jordan said and Melissa was nodding next to her. "But back to my first question. What's your end game?" Jordan asked tucking her bra in her purse.
"Well my strategy has always been to use the Intersect to upload as much stuff as I can into my brain. I was then going to sabotage it and escape after spending a week meeting and greeting Fulcrum higher ups. I was then going to write all of the names and information I found out and distribute it to the strike teams to use as a starting guide for the raids. But now I've changed my mind. I'm going to hack into the servers and down load everything on them into a few hard drive and after I download all of that information into my head I'm going to pass it off to the team to look over. Then for the rest of the week I'm going to download as much stuff as I can into my head. Next week I'm going to use it to download skills that you guys want. Come down and sit in the chair for a few minutes a day and you can have any skills you want. I'm going to come up with a set of core skills that I think would be helpful to know in the field. For Melissa here it's going to be a very long week. For you Jordan, not so much. At the end of that second week if the team is done combing through the hard drives then I'll make a list of the worst Fulcrum agents, call them all into one room and deep fry their brains like chicken. If they're not done yet we can use that time to start the pre-mission planning for an assault on this building, Roark tower, and any other base we find. That's mostly going to be done by Melissa, Kate, and Sam. Our job Jordan is finding the worst of the worst Fulcrum has to offer and fry their brains in fake tests of the intersect. Before the deep fry main event goes down we need to get people in place to get your son, and Sam's sister out. After the deep fry the strike teams can move in on the bases and strong holds. Jordan, how many people working here at RI are Fulcrum?" Chuck asked.
"I'm not sure on the exact number but a lot of the guard staff are, and about thirty agents use this place as a cover. All together I'd say somewhere around fifty? Maybe more, maybe less."
"Well anyone that's not in the deep fryer we need to hunt down and capture, it will be just the two of us. If we do it fast and quietly I think we can get it done. I think our best bet is going to be to use the auditorium for the deep fry room and have Roark send everyone not Fulcrum home. We can then go room by room putting them down. We don't have to worry about casualties then." Chuck said in deep thought.
"That's actually a good idea." Jordan said. "Is there anything you need me to do?" Jordan asked.
"Yes, there is. If at any time tomorrow Roark wants to see me or he wants to check on me I need you to go in his place. That way you can come down here and wait for me to get back. I figure it's going to be a lot of data, and I'm going to try to limit the useless data, but there's going to be a lot. I figure it's going to take me about an hour to down load it all, and that's with the crawler program I'm going to code tonight. Oh and if you can take this flasdrive and stick it into any networked computer that would be great." Chuck said handing Jordan a flash drive.
"What's on it?" She asked.
"A virus I created. It's going to keep the IT guys busy for a while, and do enough damage to the servers that my theft will go unnoticed." Chuck said running his hand through his hair.
"Wow you've been a very busy boy haven't you?" She asked.
"Well I still have a lot to do. I have to code the crawler program." Chuck said scratching his chin.
"What time are you getting off." Melissa asked with concern.
"I'm not sure? When the crawler is done I guess. I will have about two hours tomorrow to finish it but I want to have it ready so I can load it onto portable mass storage drives tomorrow morning." Chuck said.
"Well it's already six o'clock. Have you eaten yet?" Melissa asked.
"No. I've been too busy to eat." Chuck said.
"Well I can bring you something from the cafeteria. But you shouldn't over work yourself Chuck." Jordan said and that triggered something in his head.
"Oh that reminds me, Jordan you might want to think about faking food poisoning tonight. When I was in Roark's office he said he was going to bring another girl to the bedroom tonight. He was bragging about it." Chuck said looking green.
"Don't worry about him, he's so old and sad he can't handle me most nights, let alone a second girl. That was all talk Chuck. Nothing more. But thanks' for looking out for me, it's been a while since someone did that. I'll go bring you something to eat from the cafeteria. Is there anything you want, or should I just surprise you?" Jordan asked.
"Surprise me?" Chuck said pulling up a blank black screen and before he started typing.
"Hey Chuck, can I talk to you about something?" Melissa asked.
"Can it wait till tonight? I'm kind of busy right now and the less time it takes me to do this the more time we will have for dancing tonight. I've learned quiet a few today." Chuck said with a smile.
"I guess it can wait but we need to talk tonight as soon as you get home." She said walking to the door.
"I promise we will talk as soon as I walk in the door." Chuck said as his finger danced across the keyboard.
"Okay I'll see you later." She said leaving.
"All right now I just have to code a crawler program." Chuck said as he flased.