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Need For Speed: Chuck
A chuck/ Need for Speed crossover fic

A/N: Hey all, this little nugget popped in my head and won’t leave me be, so I’m gonna do my thing and see how it goes. This is my first fic so please no flames, Thanks. Oh and heads up the show is around the current timeline of the game which is the 2015 reboot. Season 2 A/U ending, with elements of Season 3 and 4 with NFS: Heat mix in. Enjoy!!

“Hello” normal talking
“Hello” Inner thought
“Hello” Computer text
“Hello” Talking in camera/Phone/video
USA location/Flashbacks

I don’t own Chuck or Need for Speed…... duh!

Chapter 1: Prologue part 1: the Dragon makes her move

Echo Park. Burbank, California 2014. Chuck's Room: six months after Ellie’s Wedding. Late September.

Chuck Bartowski, sat at his computer desk in complete disbelief. Tears in his eyes with a pissed off/saddened look on his face. “Why... I said I was done. That I was not coming back. That I was done with that life.” he said with sorrow.

Slamming his fist down on the desk in a rage Chuck exclaims “WHY!! Why is she doing this?! Why is she blocking any attempts for me to get a normal job, to have a normal life, and trying to force me to come back. Is she that fucking desperate to win her little shadow war?!” in an angry huff.

Chuck gets up and starts pacing. “Why?! I’m done! I said no! And where I from, no means fucking no!! I don’t want to go back. Back into that life and with the danger, lies, and the insanity that comes with it. I just want to live my life the best I can and with the people I care and love around me, but Noooo, Sarah, Bryce, and Casey cut all contact with me, on her orders, with Sarah herself telling me to forget about her and it's for my protection. And to find out that any Job interviews that I had in the last four months were sabotage thanks to Beckman in an effort to force me back in the CIA?! What The Fuck, Man!!” He exclaims. With his hands in his face, emotionally exhausted, Chuck fell back in his bed, willing himself not to cry over the whole situation that he was in.

Chuck wondered in what past life did he do to pissed off fate for having this situation and insanity fall into his life. Laying down in his bed, Chuck thinks of the aftermath of the last two years and shitshow that has followed in the last six months staring when Ted Roark invaded Ellie’s wedding demanding the Intersect cube that they took from Roark and Chuck’s father Stephen to complete the newest version of the intersect at Roark Instruments or he will kill Ellie. The aftermath of said stunt caused the existence of the RING to be known to CIA/NSA, the death of Ted Roark, and the capture of Bryce which led Sarah, Casey and Chuck launching an unauthorized rescue mission to save Bryce's ass. Which in the end of said mission, had Bryce downloaded the Intersect 2.0. into himself but in the process got shot by Ring Agents and was almost killed for the damn thing. With Bryce being heavily wounded, Chuck being Chuck, stepped up to save his friend and in the process, revealed a little secret that he was able to keep under wraps from Sarah, Casey, and CIA to save Bryce’s life.

What is this little secret that Chuck has kept quiet about? Well, like his hacking days as the “Piranha”, it was not exactly on the up and up and legal. And if a certain someone (cough “Ellie” cough) found out about it, well the size 8 foot that would be going up in his ass would be the least painful thing that she would do. “Brrrrr”….Needles...the horror.

Now you're probably wondering what the hell is the secret that Chuck was thinking about and why it risks the wrath of the matriarch of the Barowski clan in a big way. Well, you see, our boy Chuck is not only a legendary hacker known as the “Piranha”, but is also a well known skilled gearhead/street racer known as “Ghost”. Yep, you read that right, our own lovable badass nerd is a street racer and a damn good one at that. The how and why that happened will be told later, but for now, back to our regular schedule fanfic.

It was this hobby along with his love of computers and hacking skills that kept him sane up until that point during the whole Intersect asset bullshit that he had to endure from the last two years being the “First” Human Intersect. Oh course, sneaking out was an issue with the CIA and NSA bugging the whole apartment complex at first. But you give a problem to a nerd, they tend to solve said problem pretty damn fast and based on the issue and the severity of the problem, they will go overboard and go full nuclear on it. In Chuck’s case, the nuke was the only choice. So, in the very first week of getting the Intersect, Chuck went out, bought a bottle of cheap chardonnay, went to his computer and went full “Piranha” on the whole fucking shebang. Something that later down the line in his life, he was very glad he did.

The first year was all about looking for any information on the Intersect itself. Data, blueprints, anything that showed how the damn thing worked and if there was any method to remove it from his head. Oh, of course things changed when Chuck found out the termination order on him from Graham and Beckman to Casey. It horrified him that they would so carelessly order his death. Like he didn’t even matter. Then he remembered what Bryce said to him on Thanksgiving on his whole situation as an asset and the fact that Sarah and Casey will follow orders even if said orders would either put him in a bunker or lead to his death. So, after he finished puking his guts out in the bathroom, he jumped on his computer and contacted an old hacking friend that had what he called “A strong dislike” of the government to the point that she lived off-grid and tended to have “insider” information on government secrets. This hacker went by the name Roshni.

Chuck quickly filled Roshni in on the situation and what was happening with him. Stunned and flat out terrified of what was happening to Chuck, She quickly agreed to help. First, she had Chuck give her access to any back doors that he created in the Castle, so she can use her own programs to network the subnet that the CIA set up around Chuck to watch him so they can control, disable, and spy on the CIA themselves and if need be, to buy Chuck time to escape when the time comes. Then, Chuck and Roshni started to create the escape plan itself, knowing that they had a least a year to a year and a half (if they were lucky) before a new Intersect was created. However, fate was on their side as their moves on the net was notice by someone who they did not expect. A legendary hacker of skill that was in the known of the government secretes contacted them, volunteering their services to help. That hacker was Orion a.k.a. Chuck dad, Stephen. When Stephen learned about Chuck and Roshni tag teaming in the dark net and making big moves, he knew something was very wrong and made contact with the two. When he found out about the termination order that was put on Chuck, he drop all pretense and revealed himself to both Chuck and Roshni as Chuck’s dad and the creator of the Intersect, shocking both of them stupid.

After the reveal, followed by a lot of yelling, and a promise to talk later and explain everything. All three hackers got to work. Stephen revealed that he was working on a way to remove the Intersect from Chuck and the Intersect itself was not benign. that the flashes are causing damage to Chuck's brain as when a flash hits, it starts to overheat the brain like a circuit and too much flashing can cause permanent brain damage. And in one day, it will either turn him insane or put him in a coma. Soon after that, death. Needless to say, Chuck was not happy with this revelation. Not one damn bit. Stephen assured Chuck that he will have a way to remove the Intersect from him and it will be over soon. Without the Intersect, Chuck would be considered useless by the powers to be on all sides and cut him loose.

Roshni loved the idea, but wanted to work on the escape plan just in case Beckman decides to be a bitch and try to force Chuck to work for the Government to keep him quiet or flat out kill him. Which both Men quickly agreed, for having a back up plan was the smart move in the first place. For it was unknown how Beckman or the Fulcrum/Ring would react when they found out that the Intersect, the ultimate weapon in this shadow war, was gone from and no longer in play in this war. All three knew that they had three major problems that needed to be solved and solved fast. The Intersect, the CIA, NSA, and Fulcrum/The Ring, and the shadow war that was going on between them.

The plan that they came up with was simple yet complex. Starting with the Intersect being removed from Chuck and taking a six month wait and see approach with three possible endings ready to go. With the implantation of one of the endings based on how both Beckman and Fulcrum/The Ring reacted with the Intersect gone. The endings were called, the best case, the worst case, and the nuke. The best case is exactly what it sounded like. That Chuck was left alone to live his life. The worse case is when the CIA/NSA go after Chuck, forcing him to run. That plan has Chuck go underground and live off-grid allowing him, pun not intended, to live as a Ghost. The third and final one, the nuke, was self-explanatory. If some reason Chuck couldn’t get away in time, then this would be activated. Which simply exposed everything and everyone to the public. Burn everyone involved in the process and start hoping for the best.

With the plan in place, Chuck continued to be the asset to CIA/NSA until that fateful night at Roark’s when Bryce became the new Intersect. Both Roshni and Stephen were ecstatic that Chuck was in the clear and was out. Chuck was too, but at the same time, was hurt by Sarah’s rejection to give them a chance and hers and Casey chose to cut contact with him. With the money that the government gave him gone to save Ellie’s wedding, Chuck decides to work at the Buy More for two more months with street racing on the side, to build an emergency cash fund. The main purpose of this is when give his two weeks at the Buy More and starts looking for a new job, he wouldn't have to worry too much about funds. Chuck believed with his Stanford decree, he’ll have a new job within a month. He started to lose hope in the fourth month. Rejection after rejection started to pile up, having Chuck wonder what the hell is he doing wrong. Only when Roshni contacted him with a video, that Chuck learned the truth.

Chucks Room, minutes before Chucks breakdown

A noise of gunfire and explosions filter into the room as Chuck is sitting on his bed, controller in hand playing a Video Game. One of his ways of trying to relax and trying to knock the funk out of him from his last failed Job interview. “If this doesn’t work, I’ll head into the shop and tinker on the cars.” Chuck thinks with a small smile “It will be nice to catch up with Carlos and shoot the shit with him again” A beeping from his computer knocks him out of his current thoughts process. “A message? Something must be up for dad or Roshni to make contact.” Pausing his game, Chuck goes to his computer and boots up the message.

To: Piranha

From: Roshni

Marked Urgent: The Dragons play is revealed

Piranha, we got issues.

The Dragon just revealed her play for you to her hatching's. Ending 2 or 3 maybe in play
Watch the attached video and contact Orion and Myself ASAP.

“Oh boy” Chuck exclaims with dread as he boots up the video and watches. Knowing that this is going to suck.

Video Recording, The Castle: Two days before Chuck’s last Job interview:

As the Video goes up on screen, Chuck sees a different but familiar setting up is shown up on screen. As he continues to watch, a feeling of uneasiness creeps in, like he is going to learn something major and it won’t be good.

Two steel tables are in the middle of the debriefing room, no doubt to make room for more people to sit. Speaking of sitting, a familiar but very different sight is shown as well. Casey and Sarah in their usual spots, but with Bryce in the middle, taking up Chuck's spot. However, the four other people in the room were new. A redhead that sat right by Sarah that Chuck recognized immediately as Carina, but the other three he did not. A blond with a bubbly smile sat right by Carina, a stern Latina woman sat right by Casey, and next to her a Man, tall as Casey, with what Chuck would call a ‘Superman-y’ physique.

As soon they settled into their sets. The LCD TV comes alive with Beckman on it.

“Team, report. What the hell happened last night” Beckman demanded.

The Man with the ‘Superman-y’ physique stands and speaks “Ma'am, as you know, Agent Larkin was able to flash on some of the Intel that was provided for us last Tuesday. We found out that a major Ring meeting was happening on that Sunday disguised as a cocktail party in a Mansion outside of Beverly Hills. Our initial recon by Agents Mills and Rizzo '' pointing to the bubbly blond and Latina lady “revealed that a major data cachet containing all major Ring operations was in route to the party for safekeeping. We quickly requested a computer analyst from the NSA for the mission for extracting the data and we went in on that night, with Agent Walker being the analyst back up.”

Agent Superman stops for a second, to take a deep breath and to composes himself on what he’s about to say

“Get on with it, Agent Shaw” Beckman said with an impatient tone in her voice, with an annoyed look on her face to go along with it.

Agent Shaw nods his head and with a pure bluntness that had Chuck laughing his ass off, said. “The NSA analyst that you sent to my team, failed to extract the data, setting off the alarms and turned the entire mission into a gigantic clusterfuck, which put my team in danger and almost got them killed.”

Beckman to her credit, wincing at the accusation and language, does not reprimanded Shaw for it, knowing that her personality chose that analyst for that mission for his skills, only to find out later that the guy was a walking disaster. Stopping to composes herself, Beckman nods to Shaw. “Continue, Agent Shaw.”

“When she realized what happened. Agent Walker took over, ripping out the main hard drive of the main computer and got out of there. Dragging your analyst out in the process. The team quickly reconvened and together, fought out of the mansion, to the van and made our escape.”

“And where is the hard drive, Agent Shaw?”

“Here in the Castle. I didn’t trust your man with it after last night, so I had him hook up the drive to the super computers here in the Castle and started the decryption program here."

Beckman nods in agreement “How long will the decryption take, Agent Shaw?”

Shaw sighs “According to your man, six months to a year General.”

“Six months to a year?!” Beckman exclaims, shocked “Why the hell it will take so long to be cracked?”

“According to the analyst, the encryption is a learning AI that can adapt to any hacking attempt, making it almost impossible to be hacked by humans.” Shaw explains

“Have the Castle supercomputers link up with both the CIA and The NSA supercomputers to aid in the decryption process, I want this thing cracked now, not later.” Beckman orders. With a series of yes Ma'ams, Beckman decided to move on to the final piece of business. “As you all know, you are on the front lines in this war and the most successful team that we have. However, your mission success rate is still down significantly. I was hoping that reuniting the CAT squad and bringing in Agent Shaw in the fold would fix that. But unfortunately it has not.” As Beckman explains, looks of confusion dawn on the faces of everyone in the Castle, wondering why the success rate was still down. “I have consulted several analyst in both in the CIA and NSA, plus personally consulted the President, his top aides and his personal analyst on this matter to help solve the reasons why this is…” Here Beckman stops and has a look of ‘I can’t believe I’m going to say this’ before continuing “and they have all concluded that an important element is missing from the team. And this element takes in the form of a…” At this Beckman once again stops, her face taking on a mixed of a pinched expression and resignation before continuing “of a certain….nerd.”

At this revelation, four eyes shot up in surprise while one who is watching said feed looks on in dread. The one who speaks up first is Casey “Ma’am, when you say nerd,…. you don’t mean Bartowski do you?”

Beckman answers back simply. “Yes, Colonel, that is exactly who I meant.”

“Chuck me…” Surprising, that little remark came from Carina of all people, much to Chuck’s bemusement.

Both Sarah and Bryce shot up from their seats, both starting their protest at the same time “General..” “General!!”

Beckman stops them both by raising her hand “I know what are going to say Agent Larkin, Agent Walker. But we need him. His skills with computers surpass anybody that we have here at the NSA and CIA. Plus his ability to think outside of the box and his newly shown skills as a driver makes him essential for the team.”

“General, Chuck is not going to join the CIA or the NSA willingly after you and Director Graham forced him to be an asset.” Sarah stated facts on the matter “And if there was any desire that Chuck had of joining, it was burned and destroyed thoroughly when you ordered Colonel Casey, Agent Bryce and myself to cut all contact with him.”

“Which I will fix now Agent Walker ''. Beckman states “The order to cut all contact to Mr. Bartowski has been rescinded. I know it's ‘too little too late’ on this, but hopefully it can fix some of the damage it has caused.”

“General, with all due respect, it won’t work” Bryce begins saying “Agent Walker is right. Chuck has stated himself in the past that he wants no part of the CIA or NSA due to the chaos we cause in his personal life. Chuck has even shown his disaster to this life and the job due to it going against his personal code and morals.” Bryce continues “Even with the order to cut all contact lifted, Chuck will not willingly join the CIA.”

“I’m fully aware of Mr. Bartowski's decision and the President is also aware of it as well. But things have changed and we need him in this fight. I have taken...steps to bring Mr. Bartowski back into the fold and have him come to us willing in his own free will.”

“Steps, General?” Agent Shaw asked Beckman. Very curious on how this is going to play out.

“As you know, the government has brought the Buy More in Burbank and is in the process of ‘remodeling’ it to our standards. However, I need someone to ‘lead’ it as its manager and I have chosen Mr. Bartowski for that. And for that to happen, I have been sabotaging his job interviews.”

“Wait, What!!!” Screams Chuck after learning this little tidbit and he’s not the only one saying that, for several voices from the video also yell out in shock and anger at the dirty move that the General has pulled on Chuck.

“What the hell, General?! Do you know the emotional damage that will do to Chuck himself?!” Carina exploded, standing up in anger. “I thought the plan was to have Chuck come back willingly, not entrap him and force him to come back!”

“Agent Miller!! Stand down now!” Beckman orders/barks at Carina with Carina herself about to tell Beckman on what she can do with her orders, only for Sarah to stop her. A quick, quiet conversation takes place and at the end of it, Carina takes a deep breath and sits down. Her spy mask is fully in place.

“As I was saying” Beckman once again starts, with a look of daring someone to interrupt her again “His emotional profile will suggest that once he believes his job interviews are done and dried up, that he will return to the Buy More to once again seek employment there.” Beckman states imperiously. “Once he walks in there, he’s ours.”

“But, General…” Sarah starts only to be interrupted by Beckman. “It's done Agent Walker, you and anyone else in the room can’t change this. It's done.” Beckman states with a finality with a hint of anger, but then softens a bit, with a look of understanding dawning on her face. "Sarah, John, Carina, Bryce...I understand your concerns, But we need him and we need him now. Many believe that he’s the linchpin that is needed to end this war and even without the Intersect, his potential is staggering. And with the right training, can be considered unstoppable." At this point, Beckman face hardens “To end this, we need Chuck Bartowski and if I have to. I will drag his lanky ass into this, whether he like it or not.”
“Now, if there is nothing else, we're done here. Dismissed” And with that the screen goes black and the video recording ends.

Chucks Room: Now

As he lay on his bed, Chuck starts taking deep breaths, knowing that he needed a clear head for the conversation that is yet to come, he starts looking around in his room, trying to get mind off on what he just learned. On his dresser, he spots two photos standing atop. One of his Alma mater in Stanford and the other of a simpler time. A Family of mixed heritage and two teens in the middle. An older Latino man and Japanese woman in their early 40s standing side by side with the teens in the middle of the picture. Two teens of euro asian features also stand side by side with each parent as well. All of them in a half hug, smiling at the camera with an auto shop in the background. As he sees this, Chuck smiles softly as he goes back to those days. The days that he became the racer known as Ghost.

A/N: One is done with many more to come. I hope you all like it and let me know. Like I said earlier, this is my first fic, so any suggestions on how to improve will be welcome. Just no flames please. Thank you!!

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Chuck Vs. Need For Speed 2015

A Chuck/ Need for Speed crossover fic

A/N: Chapter two. The Origin of Chuck becoming the street racer Ghost and the backstory of the family in the picture.

Season 2 A/U ending, with elements of Season 3 and 4 with NFS: Heat mix in. Enjoy!!

“Hello” normal talking

“Hello” Inner thought/another language

“Hello” Computer text

“Hello” Talking in camera/Phone/video

“Hello” Video feed

USA location/Flashbacks

I don’t own Chuck or Need for Speed…... duh!

Chapter 2: Prolong part 2: Ghostly Origins

Echo Park. Burbank, California 2014. Chucks Room

As he laid in his bed, memory’s of the past flowed through Chuck as a calming river in a forest, bringing a small smile of nostalgia to his face. Memory’s of the first times that he became fascinated about cars and the person responsible for it, his Mother, Mary. Chuck’s mom was a bit of a gearhead back in the day and one of Chuck's earliest and fondest memories of his mother is her working on her personal car that she drove for on her trips for work. A 1965 Ford Mustang with its 4.7L V8 289cu Windsor HiPo with a GT package with a twin turbo supercharger. A sister car of their dad’s 68 Mustang which Mary also upgraded to match her own car. A fast car that took no prisoners on the streets and was wicked fast on the corners. Even when his mom left when he was 9, he never stopped learning about cars. His way of staying connected to her, even after she was gone from his life.

His next major learning experience about cars came from Morgan of all people. You see Morgan’s Uncle Carlos and his family, owns an auto shop/junkyard that was converted from an old dilapidated car warehouse near the docks in downtown LA. His wife, Miko, is a surgeon from Westside Medical, while their two kids, Susanna or Sue for short and Tendou helped out in the shop. When Stephen needed a mechanic to look over his car, Morgan recommended his Uncle, who has experience in working on fast cars. Taking Morgan’s advice, The Bartoski clan went to shop and met Carlos and his family, hitting it off on the get go. Forming a lasting friendship and bond that can be considered unbreakable.

An old war vet and old school street racer, Carlos was a strict, but fair man. A patient teacher who’s love of cars was evident from the get go but did not tolerate any bullshit no matter what it was. His wife, Miko was originally from Japan. Her family owned and operated a Karate dojo right by the army base that Carlos was stationed at the time. Their first ever meeting took place in front of the dojo, but due to a misunderstanding, Miko, a spitfire during her youth, ended up knocking the crap out of Carlos with a roundhouse kick. When the misunderstanding was cleared up and everything settled, Carlos asked Miko out on the spot. Miko, a little shocked and amused by Carlos bravely, said yes, which in the end, everything else was history. Years later, when Carlos tells this story, he likes to call it “Love at first TKO” much to Miko’s embarrassment and humor. A fourth degree black belt in Kenpo Karate, she also taught her family’s art to her children as well, keeping with the traditions that her family taught her in Japan. Speaking of the kids, night and day can be said about the Grimes kids personalities. Tendou was a happy, sometimes loud, funny, and outgoing person who made friends very easily. Where Sue was a shy, quiet person, who kept the matters of the heart and feeling close to her chest but suffered no fools, took nobodies crap, and spoke her mind. Something that Chuck always admired about her.

It was during one summer, when the boys were 14, that Carlos hired both of them part time to help at the shop to keep them out of trouble and running the streets. There, Chuck and Morgan learned about ECU’s, Differentials, the different types of Gearboxes, how they work and how to install them, how to bypass factory computer chips in cars to get the max horsepower and speed, how to build and maintain an engine etc. Basically, they learned how to build, striped, fixed car from scratch. The boys also learned how to race at the shop as well. Carlos was a former amateur track/street racer back in his day, with the awards to prove it. He wanted to help the local race scene and the community. So he brought another old warehouse that was next door to his shop and converted that into a multipurpose race track that allowed different styles of racing to happen. It was an instant hit. It was affectionately called by the locals the “Junk track”. There, both Chuck and Morgan learned how to drive, drift, drag, anything remotely about racing, the boys learned from Carlos and practiced at the Junk track.

The family also became the rock that Chuck and Ellie needed the most when Stephen left and they had to move to their disable grandmothers to stay together. Proving that the loyalty that Morgan has shown both to Chuck and Ellie in the past and in the future was a Grimes family trait. Carlos and Miko took Chuck and Ellie under their wing, watching and helping them whenever and wherever they could. In fact, it was Miko who inspired Ellie to go into Medicine. Becoming a doctor in her own right. Chuck’s first love and talent of everything that was computers was also supported by Carlos and Miko, with both understanding that IT guys make a lot of money and a respectable job. Sue and Tendou also show their loyalty to the Bartoski’s siblings as well. In fact, even Morgan would admit that their loyalty was as strong or more so than his own, with both Tendou and Sue seeing both Bartoski’s siblings as family. With Ellie, an older sister who they confided and listen to and Chuck as a younger brother worth guiding and protecting

When he was 17, Chuck formed a plan that would help Ellie with the bills, so she could focus on college by using his driving skills that he learned from Carlos in street racing. Knowing that it was the fastest way to make money quick but a lot less legal. Plus, Chuck wanted to test himself on the streets, wanting to know if he was good as Carlos said he was. With the help of Morgan, Sue, and Tendou, Chuck was able to save 10’000 in cash to buy his first car. He found a burgundy 1970 Chevrolet Monte Carlo SS with its 454 package in decent condition and was able to get it a 5’000 from a guy trying to get rid of it for some quick cash. The 7.4 L V8 Turbo-Jet 454 racing engine was perfect for the cash strapped Chuck, for its parts were very cheap to get and gave him the flexibility of making improvements on the long run on a budget. A quick check in the junkyard on some of the local tuners and muscle wreaks, allowed Chuck to find some used performance parts on the cheap and in good condition. Plus, Chuck repainted the Carlo to a matted black to give it a clean look when it was around in crowds. Chuck also stated that the old 1970’s paint job just didn’t look right on it and made it look fugly as hell. Chuck, Sue, Tendou, Morgan got the car ready to go within a month and decided if Chuck was going to do this, he’ll need backup, so they formed a crew and called themselves the Misfits.

For the cars to go along with the Carlo, Sue had her canary yellow 1969’s Ford Mustang Boss and Tendou had his cherry red 1967’s Chevrolet Camaro SS-350. Morgan however went and did well...an Morgan. You see, Morgan found an old broken down 1982 DeLorean DMC-12 at the junkyard. Carlos sold the thing to Morgan for $150 bucks to and I quote “to get rid of that piece of crap of a sport car.” and Morgan began restoring it to its former glory. However, when Morgan learned about Chuck’s plan to help Ellie,(and being flat broke due to his funds going to restoring the Delorean) he decided to convert the Delorean into a racing car and use it as his main. So he slapped a 3.3 L Single turbocharged air-cooled flat-6 from a 1989 Porsche 930, a 5 gear racing manual gearbox, racing springs, etc. to make it ready for racing. Then somehow, someway, to everyone's horror, he painted the stainless steel body of the DeLorean…. green. Not just any green, but Buy More green.

When Chuck and the others ask why he painted the Delorean Buy More green, his answer was “It just called to me, like it was in my future, my destiny, you know?” This got groans from everyone around and a “What” from Morgan. And his ‘answer’ to why the DeLorean was his main? “DUDES, it's a Delorean! BTTF Baby! I’m Marty Mcfly in this thing and it's awesome!”

Sue saw through the BS and glared at Morgan. “Bullshit, your dumbass was once again too broke to get a new car due to you restoring that stupid thing and it was the only choice you had.”

Withering under his cousin's glare, Morgan admitted “Yeah, you got me. But still…” Thwack! “OW! Damn it Sue, that hurt!” said Morgan who is now holding his shoulder and was ready to jump into his ‘legendary’ protection pose ‘The Morgan’ from a glaring Sue who just slug him, while Chuck and Tendou can only look on, facepalming at the whole situation at hand.

Even with a hiccup that was called Morgan on the plan, The Misfits started to dominate the streets of LA wherever they went. Within a month, they were making bank big time. A good chunk of the money that the four earned from racing, along with the odd jobs and computer repair/hacking skills Chuck would do to make more money on the side, Helped Ellie out tremendously, took off a lot of stress that she was dealing with at the time, and helped her focused on her studies. The rest of the cash was spent either to improve the cars for racing, pocket cash, or into a collage cash fund for Chuck, for a just in case measure that for some reason he didn’t get a scholarship. “Better to be safe, than sorry Chuck. You never know.” Tendou said with a chuckle.

The Misfits reputation in the LA street racing scene quickly grew with Chuck’s taking the biggest bump of them all. Not only for his skill behind the wheel, but for his talent as a mechanic, his integrity, honesty, and respect that he gave to his fellow racers. You know, Chuck being, well...Chuck. With the rep that they were getting for being one of the best, they started to earn monikers or nicknames for their racing styles. Sue became known as Rocket due to her car being the fastest of the four. Tendou's nickname was Sensei or ‘The Teacher’ due to him being the most technical of the four, and Morgan got his on the first day that he showed up in the Delorean. He became known as ‘El Raro’ or ‘The weird one’, much to Morgan’s annoyance and to the humor of everyone else. Funny enough, Chuck earned his moniker “Ghost” after a race with a…... very unique driver.

Flashback: Downtown LA, July 2003

In the city of angels, roaring engines and squeaking tires are heard in the background, getting closer and closer. Within seconds of hearing the noise, two cars are seen barring down in the street. A black 1970 Chevrolet Monte Carlo and a red, yellow, and green 1996 Nissan 180SX are seen going head to head with the Carlo in the lead. The driver of the Carlo checks his rear view mirror and sees the Nissan getting closer, trying to move directly behind the Carlo.

“He’s trying to get in my slipstream to catch up” The driver muses “Trying to get in the inside. If he gets it on this next turn, he’s got me on the homestretch and he can win it.”

The driver of the Carlo quickly turns his eyes back on the road and sees the next turn coming up. He notices that the turn is a sharp right with an empty lot beside it and an ideal pops in his head.

“If I time this right, I can prevent him going for the inside and force him to take the out, where there is a chance that he may oversteer and spin out into the lot” As the turn shows itself, the driver takes a deep breath. “Here we go…” and begins.

As the turn starts to show itself in front of the drivers, the Nissan starts making its move, going to the left of the Carlo to take the inside line and take the lead. However, the Carlo starts to turn earlier than the Nissan expects and starts drifting into the corner in the inside line. This forces the Nissan to take the right of the Carlo in an effort to keep up, unless the driver wants to crash on the sidewalk or the Monte Carlo itself. However in doing this and rushing said action, the driver of the Nissan puts more power into braking than he meant too. This causes the back end of the car to start fish tailing and start to lose speed. The Nissan desperately tries to course correct, but the damage is done, as the Carlo finishes its drift and roars down the street with pure speed leaving the Nissan to spin out into the lot and into the dust. Soon Carlo approached a street block with a large parking lot on the left and a small auto shop was on the right with a crowd of people on both sides. Cars of multiple brands, makes and models, parked in the lot, with the crowd on the sidewalks of both streets, watching the race, going nuts at the sight of the Carlo. The crowd cheering, hooping and hollering, egging the car home and within seconds it crosses the finish line to the excitement and joy of said crowd. The Carlo slows itself and makes a one eighty, turning to the crowd, pulling up to the auto shop. Exiting the car, a young Chuck grins ear to ear to the crowd as starts to swarm him to congratulate him. As he makes his way thru the crowd, three voices call his name

“CHUCK!!”

Chuck turns to the voices and sees Sue, Tendou, and Morgan moving in the crowd to greet him, With Morgan reaching Chuck first. “You did it buddy!!” Grabbing him in a hug. Tendou joins in a second later with a massive bear hug to both, lifting them both in the process. “Way to go little bro!!” Sue, laughing, slaps Tendou on the shoulder lightly “Put them down you big goof!” When he does, she shoos Morgan away to give Chuck a hug of her own. “Congrats Chuck” she says. Chuck grinning says,”Thanks, guys. That was fun!” And before Chuck can continue, A loud voice rings out in the air.

“NOW THAT'S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT!!” Coming through the crowd, a Latino man of his late 20’s, bald head, old school goatee on his face, dressed in a white tee-shirt with hoodie, khaki pants, and blue white Jordan's, walks to our foursome grinning ear to ear. Addressing the crowd as goes. “Now that’s how you race! Don’t matter if your car has 1000 horsepower, can go 200 plus, and it's a Tuner, Muscle, or Import. If you don’t have the skills to back it on the blacktop, then you ain't SHIT!!” Getting close to the grope, the man pulled out a fat wad of cash. “The Misfits are doing their thing on the streets and putting everyone on notice. Believe that!!” Reaching our foursome, the man handed the cash to Chuck. “Here you go Chuck, you crazy ass white boy. Enjoy it amigo, you earn that.”

Chuck, chuckling at the man’s antics, takes the cash. “Thanks, Hector.” Taking out a small bundle of bills from the wad, he hands it off to Hector with a nod. Hector shows the cash to the crowd. “You see! This is called mutual respect, which some of you need to learn.” At that remark, the crowd starts to chuckle or roll their eyes at Hector. “Hey Chuck, where is your second? That fool signed up for two more heats later tonight.” ask Hector.

“Don’t know.” says Chuck “Last I saw him, he was spurned out on the abandoned lot on that last turn on 43ed.” with a shrug. “you might want to send some….Oh! There he is.” Chuck points to the Nissan rolling up into the crowd, but sees a lot of smoke coming out from the cab with…. loud music playing inside it? “Is he OK?” asked Chuck with a very confused look at the sight of the 180SX.

Hector peers into the car as it gets closer and groans at what he sees. “Yeah, that ese estúpido imbécil decided to blaze up in that damn lot.”

Eyes shoot up all round Hector in surprise at the revelation, with Sue asking that one important question. Um, Hector...how did a joint make that much smoke in so little time?”

Hector's response was with full deadpan “He doesn't use joints. Says they're too boring.” getting a bunch of Huh!?s from our heroes and the crowd itself as the car pulls up. As the car door opens, generic, loud, bad reggae music pours out in the air along with smoke as a young man in his mid twenty's steps out with the most garish eye sore of a suit you can possibly imagine. Blond hair, blue eyes, with a raggedy stringy beard on his face, although you couldn't tell at the moment due to the fact that a 12 inch bong was currently blocking his face, as he was in the process of taking a very long hit from it.

“KEV!” Hector roars out. “What the hell man, you ass got two more heats to go on and you're getting fucked up!”

Kev, to his credit, stops his hit, blows out an impressive long string of smoke and answers “Dude, Hector relax bra, I got this. This is my normal stash, I left the good shit back at home. I’ll be good for the other two.” Trying to placate Hector while in his...state, then, unfortunately for our lovable nerd, he sees Chuck. “Chuckie!!!” (with Chuck stepping back in surprise at the callout and mouthing the words ‘Chuckie’ with pure confusion) “Like a ghost, bra, like a ghost!” Chuck is now being really confused by the statement. “Excuse me?”

“Dude, the way you drive, man!’ Kev exclaims “Your in one place in one second, and then you are gone!” with Kev waving his hand for some dramatic effect. (when in fact, it looked like he was spazzing out) “Then you reappear in another spot! Like a ghost!!” With his explanation told, Kev quickly takes another hit, then offers the bong to Chuck. “Wanna hit?”

“No, I'm good, man….yeah, I’m good, thanks” A completely weirded out Chuck says, wondering who the hell did piss off for this weirdness to happen to him.

Kev turns to Sue. “How about you sexy mama?” with a grin that he thinks is flirty but instead looks creepy. “Hell No, go away” was the answer from a slightly disgusted Sue. Then turn to Tendou who very quickly shakes his no with a WTF look on his face. Kev shuges, takes a hit from the bong, and inadvertently blows the smoke into Morgan’s face. Forcing Morgan to cough and wave the smoke away. “Oops, sorry little dude.”

“Hey Hector, I’m going to hang out at the Lot. Let me know when I’m up bra.” say Kev as he walks to his car, taking a hit from the bong in the process, gets in and pulls out to the parking lot. Leaving a weirded out crowd, a weirded out and disturbed Misfits, and a frustrated Hector, whose face is a mix of a headache and wanting to kill someone.

“Um, Hector, '' Sue started to say, but Hector beat her to the punch. “Yeah, Sue that just happened. And no it's not a one off, he’s that weird” Hector turns to Chuck. “That dumb pot head thou, did give you the perfect name brother.” with a grin, he continues “The other drivers did say that facing you on the street is like racing a ghost. So that's your name now, Ghost.” Chuck, to his credit, shakes his head, knowing that when Hector gives a name, it sticks. So, with a nod and a smile accepts the name. “Thanks Hector. I’ll use it with pride.”

“The Stars are so BRIGHT tonight!!” At that random statement, everyone turns to Morgan and see a very glassy eye, grinning goofy Morgan that is staring up in the sky, high as a kite. Everyone goes to him concerned and confused, wondering what the hell happen to him. With Morgan responding “That smoke was potent! ‘giggles’ Hey guys, you got any food, I’m hungry!” Hearing this, Hector starts yelling across the street. “DAMMIT KEV, ESTÚPIDA MADRE PADRE!! YOU SAID YOU WERE SMOKING THE NORMAL SHIT!!”

Flashback ends: Chucks room 2014

As Chuck chuckles at the memory of a very high Morgan, the memories flow even faster. His graduation from high school and getting the full ride for Stanford, him ‘retiring’ the Carlo to the shop, so he can fully focus on Stanford. Meeting Bryce, Jill and the betrayal that they did, which led to him being expelled. His ‘blue’ period, the Buy More, meeting Sarah, etc. “I should have never left LA.” Chuck muses. “Now I may have do the one thing that I swore I would never do, to protect the people that I love.” Chuck gets up from his bed and goes to his dresser. Chuck picks up the photo of the Grimes/ Bartowski family and looks at it with a sad smile. “I think I understand you a bit better Dad.” Thinks Chuck “This must have killed you to make this choice, but you knew that our safety must come first. And it had to hurt like hell for you to do it.'' Absent-mindedly, he goes to his computer and boots it up. Preparing for the chat that he, his father, and Roshni are going to have. As he goes back to his dresser to put the picture back, Chuck looks down at the second picture on the dresser. The picture of his Alma Mater at Stanford, the frat house. The group photo that was taken to celebrate the anniversary of the Alma Mater. There in the middle in the group was Chuck and Bryce arm in arm smiling for the camera. As he looks at the picture, Chuck's mind once again goes to that fateful night at Roark’s and the insanity that came with it.

A/N: Chapter two in the bag and in the can y’all. I hope you guys are enjoying the fic. Let me know in reviews. Chapter three will be here soon (I hope) and it will deal with that fateful night at Roark’s Industries. So sit tight! Same Chuck Time, Same Chuck channel!

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Chuck Vs. Need For Speed 2015

A Chuck/Need for Speed crossover fic

A/N: Today we find out what the hell happened that night. First part of the ending prologue. See the A/N at the end.

“Hello” normal talking

“Hello” Inner thought

“Hello” Computer text

“Hello” Talking in camera/Phone/video

“Hello” Video feed

USA location/Flashbacks

Season 2 A/U ending, with elements of Season 3 and 4 with NFS: Heat mix in. Enjoy!!

I don’t own Chuck or Need for Speed…... duh!

Chapter 3: Prologue end part 1: Chuck vs. The Ring: The battle at Roarks Instruments

Roark Instruments, The vents leading to the Intersect room. April 2014:

“Why am I doing this? '' bemoan Chuck. “Bryce can take care of himself. It's not like he needs my help.” as he craws in the vents, doing his best to stay very quiet, which by the way, is not easy due to his size and the combat vest and equipment that he “cough” ‘borrowed’ from the Castle that he had yet to return from “Operation save dad from the bad guys'' The thought hits him almost immediately “Because he’s your best friend, and if the role were reverse, he would be doing the same thing that you are doing right now” With that thought going through him, Chuck steels himself and continues, periodically checking the wrist computer that his dad gave him to follow the map to the Intersect room.

It was easy to beat both Casey and Sarah to Roark’s, due to the fact they were not exactly subtle about the whole “going in to save Bryce mission” thing. Chuck was at the Castle to return the gear he took from the armory and talk to his dad about a couple of things when he saw both Sarah and Casey were gearing up for something. Stephen quietly told Chuck that Bryce was missing and when Sarah ordered both Bartowski’s to stay in the Castle, He knew what they were going to do and where. When both Casey and Sarah were out of sight, Chuck gave a look to his dad, grabbed the gear that he left on the table, went to the armory for more ammo for the tranq gun, and both father and son walked out the back door or the castle. As they walk to Stephen’s 69 Mustang, Stephen tosses the keys to Chuck and tells him to drive. With a grin Chuck jumped in the car and started it up. The roar of the legendary Mustang V8 was heard as Chuck slammed on the gas, raced out of the parking lot and roared down the street in an effort to beat both Casey and Sarah at Roark’s. As a native of LA, Chuck knew the fastest routes to avoid traffic and get to Roark’s, so Chuck knew that with the Mustang, he could beat both of them with time to spare. With the skill that he learned from Grimes family and on the streets as a racer, he put the pedal down, roaring into downtown LA into the night.

During the drive, Chuck touched base with Stephen. Finding out the latest intel on Beckman and issues on the plans that they made. The biggest one is how Chuck was to get out of the city. Due to tech of both CIA and NSA, they can locate Chuck with any camera in the city. Lucky, Chuck knew of the blind spots within the LA camera system, due to his background in street racing and his hacking days. And there was a major one that led out into the city. An old freeway route to Ventura Bay. As for the car, that was a little more complicated. Stephen knew that Chuck's past as a street racer will be most likely exposed tonight and any cars that he had would be driving in the future will be flagged by both the NSA and the CIA. That’s when Chuck has an ideal. When he told his ideal to Stephen, he looked at Chuck with surprise. The ideal was itself simple, but due to the habit that CIA and NSA have to make every plan complicated and if pulled off right, Beckman and CIA/NSA would never see it coming until it was too late. But at the same time Stephen wasn’t looking forward to it due to the fact he had to go to a certain someone for help and not only they would not be happy to see him, but he will have to explain the story of what Chuck and himself has been thru do to the government. He can already feel the pain in his jaw from the punch that he knew that was coming his way.

Both men got to Roark’s with time to spare. Before Chuck exits the car, Stephen gives him the wrist computer and tells him to use it well. Both the Bartowski men hug and Chuck exits the car and heads to Roark’s, while Stephen jumps into the driver seat and drives off to handle that piece of business for plan and more or less ‘face the music’ so to speak. Breaking in the Building was easy, thanks to the wrist computer. Security was also light as well, probably not expecting any more trouble tonight. With the aid of the wrist computer, Chuck quickly locates a computer that has full access to the building's main network. With a few taps on the wrist computer, Chuck hacks into the main server and security itself within seconds. There, Chuck not only learns of the location of the intersect room, the best and safest route to get there via the vents, but a few things that Roark had planned if things didn’t go his way. “Oh shit…” was Chuck's response, with his eyes wide with shock. Realizing that time was against him and knowing that when Sarah and Casey show up, it's going to be complicated real fast, Chuck quickly moves to the nearest vent, climbs in, and starts moving to The Intersect room.

As he travels through the vents, Chuck hears sounds of gunfire, and yells/screams of pain are heard in front of him. Realizing that Bryce needs help now, Chuck quickly pulls out the tranq gun that he has on him, expertly checks to see if it's loaded and starts quickly moving faster in the vents.

“I never thought that I would be happy for John Casey to ‘convince’ me to have weapons training” Chuck humorously thinks as he quickly moves towards the sounds of combat. As he gets closer to the vent that he needs to go to, the sounds of gunfire and grunts have stopped and a multi-colored light show was in its place. “Crap, the downloading is happening. I hope I’m not too late.”

As the light show ends, Chuck quickly kicks the vent panel off as the lights of the Intersect room come back on. He quickly looks in and sees a bunch of Ring agents on the ground, dead, wounded, or unconscious and Bryce pointing a gun at the vent only to see Chuck. “Chuck?...” As Bryce starts to say but before he can continue, his eyes start to roll up in head, the gun slipping out of his hands, and he starts to fall.

“BRYCE!!!” Chuck screamed as he saw his friend fall to the floor. Dropping down, Chuck quickly runs to him and sees immediately that Bryce has been shot twice and is unconscious. Seeing that the wounds itself were not bad, the bullets have gone thru Bryce, hitting nothing significant, but needs attention now so he wouldn't bleed out and be fatal at the moment, Chuck quickly grabs the small first aid kit in his vest. Knowing that they have minutes until Ring agents, security or both are on top of them, Chuck works quickly, dressing Bryce’s wounds. Then after seeing Bryce was taken care of, he grabs the Glock 17 that Bryce was using, ejecting the clip and seeing it empty. A quick check in the chamber shows that there was a bullet left, Chuck then quickly checks and loots the Ring agents for ammo. He quickly finds three clips on one of the bodies and slaps a fresh one in the gun. Chuck then points the gun at the control panel that opens the door, recognizing the model from his time working undercover here and fires three rounds into it, destroying it and locking them in the room in the process. With some time bought for them to escape, Chuck goes to Bryce, pulls out smelling salts from the first aid kit and starts waving it in his face, waking him.

“Chuck, buddy, wha..” Bryce stammers, him looking around, dazed and confused from both the download, his wounds, and Chuck’s presence.

“No time Bryce, we got to go or we are dead. Sarah and Casey are in the main hall in a firefight keeping the guards busy and they need our help now.” Say Chuck as he lifts Bryce up off the floor and leads him to the vent. “Can you make the jump?”

”Yeah, but I’m going to need some help and it's going to hurt like hell.” Say Bryce, gesturing to his wounds.

“Sorry man, but we got no choice” Chuck points to the door as a loud bang was heard with angry voices outside. “I don’t know about you but, I don’t want to meet the welcome committee, do you?” Chuck says with a patent Bartowski grin.

“Hell no, let’s get the hell out of here” With a grin himself. With Chuck's help, Bryce is able to jump up in the vent, hissing in pain in the process, with Chuck following him soon after. Both men quickly go through the ventilation system with Chuck giving Bryce directions on where to go. Soon they are back out in the main hallway, at which point, they hear gunfire close by. “Damn..” exclaims Chuck. Realizing that Sarah and Casey were here and the time to get out quietly was over. “Crap! I was too slow! We need to get to them now and get out of here fast before more trouble shows up” Thinks Chuck as he and Bryce move towards the gun battle. A quick check around the corner at the end of the main hall, have both men see Sarah and Casey pinned down at the back of the hallway, with multiple men bearing down on them. Sarah behind a vending machine and Casey behind a metal door, with several Ring agents slowly moving down the hall, firing at them. Chuck wordlessly hands the Glock with the two clips back to Bryce and ask “Can you shoot?”

Bryce heavily breathing and looking a little pale nods. “Lean me on the corner here, so I can have better aim.” Say Bryce. As Chuck does what Bryce asked, he pulls out his own tranq pistol and checks it to see if it's loaded.

“On me, buddy.” Says Chuck. Bryce nods. With a deep breath, Chuck moves to an open closet door five feet from Bryce to take cover, aims at the closest agent and fires with Bryce following five seconds later. The Ring agents not expecting an attack from behind drop quickly. The first four drop quickly due to the combination of Chuck and Bryce. Realizing that they are under attack on their six, the Ring agents panic, quickly turning their back at Sarah and Casey, and returning fire at Chuck and Bryce forcing both men to take cover. This however was a mistake that allowed both Sarah and Casey to pop out of their cover and start firing into the rogue agents themselves, taking the rest down within seconds.

“Sarah? Casey?” Chuck calls out.

“Chuck?” “Moron?”Both of them called out, surprised to hear Chuck.

“Yeah, it's me. I got Bryce with me but he’s been shot.”

“Wait, What?!” Sarah pops from her spot and sees Bryce leaning on the wall breathing a little hard, clutching his side. “BRYCE!” Sarah yells as she moves to both men with Casey on her six. “What Happened?!” As she quickly checks over Bryce’s wounds.

“Ring agents took me to the Intersect room and tried to execute me there.” Bryce explains. “I managed to fight my way out of it, get inside the Intersect room and seal it but got hit in the process.”

“How?…” Sarah looking at the bandaged torso of Bryce, which Bryce with a pained chuckles from Sarah look that see has, response. “You have Chuck to thank for that. If it wasn’t for him, I’ll would have been in a lot of trouble right now.” Both Sarah and Casey give a look at Chuck. Sarah, having a look of surprise but with a hint of desire and pride mixed in, while Casey’s look was in the range of Chuck had just sprouted a second head, that it screamed that it's the pumpkin queen and it's going to take over the world. Chuck seeing these looks (and having a light blush from Sarah’s) cleared his throat. “What? My sister is a Doctor, you know that. She made sure I knew First Aid.” Both Sarah and Casey blink at the response.

“Anyway..” Chuck continues “We need to get out of here and fast.” Chuck goes to the closest LED screen in the Hallway as he talks, working on the wrist computer. “We need a ride before more of the Ring or Roark personal security force shows up, so let’s see if we can get to one of the cars in the front.” With a quick tap, he brings the security camera feed on screen. Casey once again blinks, eyes going wide. And a WTF look on his face on what Chuck just did on that monitor. Completely shocked at what Chuck just did and what is being shown on the screen at the moment.

“Bartowski…. how the hell did you access the building secu….” At this point, Casey stops and finally sees what Chuck is wearing. “Bartowski….” with a growl that makes Chuck stop in his tracks. “Is that the same vest and equipment that you took from the Castle? The same equipment you used to tank me? The same equipment you were supposed to drop off today?”

To Chuck's credit, he answers…..somewhat with a nervous grin “Um….No...Comment?….hehehe” Before Casey can start playing ‘pound the nerd’ to Chuck, Sarah grabs Casey's shoulder. “Casey, stop. We don’t have time for this. Chuck, how are you doing this?”

Chuck shows the watch to the group. “A little gift from dad. Said that I may need it and boy was he right.” With a few taps, quickly brings up the front building camera. “OK, let's see if we can get to the cars out front…annnnd crap. Never mind that!” As the group see six black SUV’s pull up and see several dozen Ring agents exiting the SUV’s in full tactical gear and weapons.

Casey sums up the whole situation in two words. “Oh, Shit”

“Yeah, that’s not good. Hang on!” Says Chuck as fingers blur on the wrist watch. A beep is heard from the watch and a voice sound off on the PTA in the building. “Level Two Security activated. Lock down is now in effect.”

Sarah turns to Chuck “What did you do, Chuck?”

With a grim smile, Chuck answers “Roark was flat out paranoid about Fulcrum/ The Ring stabbing him in the back once the Intersect was completed. So, he created some countermeasures so he can escape with the Intersect and sell it to the highest bidder to as a type of revenge to the Ring.” with a few more presses on the watch, he continued “The crazy SOB lined the first floor with bullet proof glass to make sure that they didn’t get in from the front. The security guards are right now heading to a personal armory to suit up and arm up for a firefight and the Helipad on the roof is rig with enough explosives to cave the top floor to prevent anyone entering from landing and going thru the top.” The looks of shock and surprise on everybody grew but Chuck continued. “Not only that, all emergency exits are magnetically sealed within the building, booby trapped with an electric node inside each door, design give out a nasty shock to anybody that tries to open it, preventing anybody entering and leaving the building unless your security, Roark’s personal guards or Roark himself.” Chuck stops to compose himself, taking a deep breath, to brace the others on what he’s learned on Roark’s severs. “And that's not the worst of it”

“It's not?” Says a disbelieving Casey. Completely stunned at the overkill that Roark went thru, so he can go against the Ring.

“Nope. If the glass or the doors are compromised in any way, Level Three is activated.”

Stunned, Sarah looks at Chuck and asks. “Chuck, what happens when Level Three is triggered?”

At that statement, Chuck's eyes hardened and his mouth thinned. “Lethal countermeasures become active.”

Bryce looks at Chuck “Lethal?….” Chuck nods “And here the thing. When level three kicks in, it can’t be deactivated, nor be stopped, no matter what.” That part gets everybody's attention.

“What do you mean kid?” Ask Casey.

“I mean Case, when this system goes active, lethal traps become active all round the building and some of them are so fucked up, it would make the UN throw a major bitch fit at Rorak. And do you know what's the real kicker here?” Exclaims Chuck with a grim tone in his voice. “Unless you have a special IR tag on you that identifies you as friendly, which only Roark, his personal guard, or security have access to, this system will tag you as a threat to both the guards and defenses systems. Even if you work here.” Chuck stops for a second to take a shaky breath and in a grim and rough voice say. “And they have orders to take out threats no matter what.”

“Wait, Chuck, you don’t mean..” Exclaims Sarah with horror in her voice.

Bryce’s face went paler than normal. His eyes in pure shock and dread. Looking at Chuck with horror at what he was saying.

“Now wait a minute Kid.” Casey starts, his face in pure disbelief, dread seeping into his voice. “You're not saying if this attack happen during the day on normal business hours here, then that the employees here would have been….” Casey trails off, not wanting to finish that though. The growing sense of horror growing in his gut getting larger by the second. Chuck looks at Casey, then everyone else and confirms their worst fear. “Yeah. Slaughtered. The Security guards have orders to kill the employees here if they get in the way or tagged by the system. In Roark eyes, they are completely expendable and replaceable. And just there for distraction, just so he can escape.”

Chuck knew that letting the team know the lengths that Roark was willing to escape the Ring was important. They needed to be on their A game to survive this night. The team’s feelings of pure disgust and horror and the fact of how big of a monster Roark was had to put on the back burner for now….. “God damn it Chuck, Stop thinking like this! You are not a spy!” Chuck took a deep breath to clear his head. He hated this. This thought process. To think so cynical, so coldly. It made him sick to his stomach. This is why Chuck hated the spy life. It turns you into someone else. Something dark. Someone you don’t recognize in the mirror. And Chuck himself swore that he will never allow that to happen. Chuck shook his head. “Not right now Chuck, get back in the game. Mope later.” Right now they have to deal with the fact that essentially, they are in a kill zone designed by a psychopath. And Chuck himself just turned the damn thing on.

“And you activate it because…” Growled Casey, not happy that Chuck turned on a death trap while they were in the middle of it.

“It was either that or let the Ring agents swarm us in seconds, killing us.” Chuck bluntly states. Causing Casey to blink at the response, not expecting that level of bluntness from Chuck of all people. “Lucky for us, Rorak didn’t cheap out and got the best bullet proof glass money can buy. With the firepower that our friends outside got, it will take them about 15 to 20 minuets for them to break in and the guards here in the building won’t take their assign positions in the next 7 minutes” At this point, muted heavy gunfire is heard down the hall at the buildings entrance. “Which starts now, so....” says Chuck. With a few quick types on the watch, a ding is heard from the screen. “OK guys, follow me.”

“Where to Chuck?” Sarah asks, as she aids Bryce to move as she follows Chuck. Making sure that Bryce wounds are not aggravated in the process with Casey watching their six for more guards. “The employee parking lot. Roark had a private VIP garage built for him under the employee parking lot next to the building. With its entrance/exit just outside of the building itself. As part of his escape plan, he has a car and a small armory waiting there just for this type of occasion.” explained Chuck. “To access it, we need to take the elevator to the ground floor of the garage and head to sub-basement level 5. That is where the VIP area is at.”

Following Chuck, they move to the entrance of the public garage, a simple glass door with a door pad, sealed at the moment due to the lock down. Seeing the close was clear at the moment Chuck, quickly approaches the door pad and with a few taps on the wrist computer, overrides the lock, pulls out his tranq gun, and opens the door. The cool night air hits Chuck's face, as he moves out of the doorway seeing an empty parking lot with a massive pillar in the middle, three elevators station inside of it. Two of them looked like a run of the mill normal elevators on the far left and right. However the middle one was painted red with the Roark Instruments logo painted on it. A quick peek around the corners to see if the area was clear, he waves the others over and takes a knee. Chuck points to the middle elevator “That’s the one.” A second look around the area to make sure it's clear, Team Bartowski quickly moves to Roark private elevator and with a few clicks from the watch, Chuck overrides the elevator, opens its doors and once everyone was in it, started its descent to the VIP garage area.

“Hey kid, did that thing on your wrist say what kind of car or weaponry it has down there” ask Casey.

Chuck shakes his head. “Sadly no. It just says here that it's a two door, four seat racer that was acquired by Rorak due to a ‘business’ arrangement whatever that was.” Says Chuck, confused at the wording. “As for the armory, it's been compared to what a small army/militia would have.” Before Chuck can continue, Sarah jumps in. “Wait, who's going to drive?”

Bryce answers, little out of breath from moving. “Chuck will.” Surprising both agents.

“CHUCK?!” both Sarah and Casey exclaim. “Have you lost your mind Larkin! Bartowski can’t drive for shit!”

With a pained chuckle Bryce answers back. “Really? Hey Chuck, they never let you get behind the wheel, did they.”

With a dry chuckle himself, Chuck says “Nope, they never did and in their defense, the first time I saw them behind one, I was freaking out at the time.

Bryce winces, knowing these two agents when it came to the mission that they were on, it was full tilt bat shit crazy and then some. “How bad.”

“They tore up half of downtown LA chasing each other over me. Driving like complete maniacs.” Chuck says with a complete deadpan expression and voice.

“We did not!” exclaims Sarah, while Casey grows at remark. While Bryce groans at the remarks of both agents and puts hand on his face, facepalming.

Chuck looks at Sarah, with the deadpan expression still squarely on his face. “You began the chase by driving the car backwards instead of forwards, not using the full power of the engine that little Yaris had, which by the way was a lot faster than the SUV. In some fancy bid of trying to out drive the Suburban, allowing Casey to catch up and start ramming us in the front.”

Sarah's eyes go wide at the dress down that Chuck is giving her, her jaw dropping in the process, Stunned at what is happening right now. Her cheeks start to go flaming pink as Chuck continues. “Then you drove down two flights of stairs, still backwards I might add, in a bid to get away from the Suburban. Instead of taking one of the small back alleyways, which again I pointed out for you to turn into on my right, so the SUV would have trouble following us due to its size, wrecking the car in the process.”

Sarah in a huff, turns her head, face now bright red mumbles “I did say your right or mine...jerk...”

Casey quietly chuckles at conversation, until Chuck turns to him. “I wouldn't be laughing Casey, you drove into a security barricade like a moron trying to run Sarah over.”

At this, Casey growls at the remark. “I wasn’t driving, jackass…”

Bryce meanwhile has been facepalming at the whole conversation, turns to Sarah and says “You drove down another set of stairs. Again!? Like you did in Spain on that busted arms deal?” This stops everything in the elevator as both Chuck and Casey turn to Sarah and Bryce, with Sarah face now completely fire engine red, with her exclaiming “BRYCE!! Really! Now you bring that up at this time!”

“Again!?” Both Casey and Chuck exclaim, causing Sarah's face to go even darker and glare at the two men in front of her. “Not one word, you two. Not. One. Word.” and punctuates that statement with a knife ‘appearing’ out of thin air, spinning the knife in her fingers to prove her point. Going full Ice queen at the moment.

Both Casey and Chuck smartly put their hands up and turn back around, knowing that Sarah will make them into pin cushions with her knives if they don’t. However, feeling a little bit cheeky.... “Hey Bryce..” Chuck begins but stops as he feels the glare and growl of Sarah in Ice queen mode on his back. Knowing that he had seconds before the elevator opens or Sarah stabbing him for trying to be a smartass (or both) decides to pull a fast one to see if Sarah has really adapted to some of the nerdier aspects of his life. With a small grin, he finishes with.. “jIHvaD bIrop 'e' DaHar'a'?”

This little sentence brings both Sarah and Casey up short. Their eyes went wide at the familiar dialect and realized that once again, they had no clue what the hell Chuck just said, that once again Chuck, somehow, someway, just pulled a fast one on them….. And realization that now, of the times to do so, he’s starting to screw with them a little. That Little 6’4 ft Shit!!

Bryce with a pained chuckle seeing both Sarah and Casey flummoxed, confused/glare looks at Chuck speaking Klingon again (and realizing that both never learned the language after the first time they use it) quickly fires back. “loDnalwI' latlh Doqqu' lo'taHmo' 'e' vI'ang”

“ghu'vam'e'?” Chuck answers.

“Hija'” Bryce begins “qastaHvIS DIS poH nI' SuvwI'pu' neT chaw'be'.”

“Oh boy...”exclaims Chuck. Confirming what Chuck always knew about Sarah. She is a speed freak!

“What are you two talking about?” Sarah states, growing in a way that makes Casey proud, her eyes narrowing at Chuck and Bryce, not liking that they are speaking that language again. “Quick note, somehow learn Klingon ASAP, so this does not happen again.” Sarah thinks. Making another quick note in her head to look online to see if there are books on Klingon. Completely not happy that once again, that both Chuck and Bryce were pulling a fast one. “Second quick note, keep Chuck and Bryce away from each other, so Bryce can’t tell Chuck some of the more...embarrassing aspects when we were partners.” Knowing if Chuck found out some of the more embarrassing things that had happened when she was on the job, he would never let it down.

Before Sarah can get her answers, a ding sounds off in the elevator and the doors open signaling the time to go back to work.

End of part one.

A/N: OK guys here is the deal. Originally the ending prologue was just to be one big chapter. However, as I wrote it, the damn thing just got bigger and bigger and bigger, etc. To the point it was over 49 pages long. Yes, you read that right, over 49 pages long. 50 if you want to be technical and counting…. So, to prevent burnout and information overload on people reading the chapter, cause there is a lot. I split the beast (yes, I called it that and for good reason) into four chapters. You guys are getting the first three due to the fact, I still working on the fourth right now. That way, you guys can read them at your own pace, not get overwhelmed.

Kilngon translation

jIHvaD bIrop 'e' DaHar'a'?

“You are going to tell me that story right?”

loDnalwI' latlh Doqqu' lo'taHmo' 'e' vI'ang

Oh yeah and then some of the really crazy ones that she did when she was behind the wheel.

ghu'vam'e'

That bad?

Hija'

Yup

qastaHvIS DIS poH nI' SuvwI'pu' neT chaw'be'.

She can make the most Hardcore Hollywood stunt driver cry like a baby, when she gets behind the wheel.

Chapter Text

Chuck Vs. Need For Speed 2015

A Chuck/Need for Speed crossover fic

A/N: The second part of the ending prologue. Like I said before in the last Chapter, this thing got huge and I had no choice but to spit it.

“Hello” normal talking

“Hello” Inner thought

“Hello” Computer text

“Hello” Talking in camera/Phone/video

“Hello” Video feed

USA location/Flashbacks

Season 2 A/U ending, with elements of Season 3 and 4, NFS: Heat and NFS: Most Wanted mix in. Enjoy!!!

I don’t own Chuck or Need for Speed…... duh!

Chapter 4: Prologue end part 2: Chuck vs. The Ring: Rest and prelude.

Roark Instruments, Roark’s underground VIP Garage. April 2014:

As one unit, they exit the elevator to a dark corridor with a few lights on at the entrance. Chuck quickly goes to the power box on the wall and starts hitting switches, bringing more lights on in the underground complex. As the complex lights up, our hero’s see a computer station booting up 15 feet on their left, three racks, two boxes all covered in tarp right by the desk, and 50 feet away of that, a tarp covered car facing a metal gate with a small auto work station for cars in the far back of the garage. Chuck quickly moves to the computer station itself to access the files, while Sarah moves Bryce to the chair that was right by the station itself. Casey moves to racks and boxes and removes the tarps, revealing the weapons and ammo under it.

Whistles. “Damn...you were not kidding about armory, Bartowski. This would start a small war.” Indeed, the guns and explosives on the rack were versatile as they were deadly. Classics like the AK-47, M16, MP5, etc were on display on rack, with their modem equivalent like the M4, MP7,AKM, etc, were with them side by side with enough ammo to put up one hell of a fight. As Casey look at the weapons on display, looking for the best fit for the oncoming fight and acting like a little kid in a candy store, Chuck quickly brings up the security cameras for the building on the computer station and the sensors of the glass doors on the front to see how long do they have before they break, causing level three to kick in, while Sarah checks Bryce’s wounds, taking out an injection pen from the first aid kit, while wiping down his now pale face from the sweat that had build up doing the mission due to his wounds.

Chuck looks at the two with a concerned look on his face. “Sarah, is he going to be OK?”

Sarah turns to Chuck. “He's OK right now, but if we don’t get him to a hospital soon…..” The rest didn’t need to be said on Bryce’s condition. Sarah then turns to Bryce, taking the cap off the pen. “Bryce, I’m going to give you some morphine to help with the pain. Then I’m going to the weapon rack and grab something so we can get out of here. OK?”

Bryce nods his head in understanding “Do it Sarah, I’ll be OK. You need to prepare for the escape and I’ll be no good in a firefight right now.”

With a nod, Sarah slams the pen into Bryce’s leg causing a grunt to come from Bryce. A hissing sound emerges from the pen as the drug is injected into Bryce’s bloodstream. Immediately the drug starts to work as a look of relief appears on Bryce’s face with him taking a deep breath in the process. Sarah squeezes Bryce’s shoulder and gives him a small smile as she turns to leave. Walking by Chuck in the process and squeezing his shoulder, to let him know that everything is OK with Bryce right now.

With a smile, Chuck nods to Sarah as she walks to the weapons rack. With a few taps on the keyboard, Chuck brings up the main camera in the main hall and the outside ones at the front and frowns at what he sees. “Guys, they are half way thru the glass, we got less than….” Chuck quickly checks the sensors on the doors. “less than 8 minuets before they are thru and shit hits the fan and security is taking their positions.” Getting confirmation from both Casey and Sarah, Chuck starts looking for information on the computer. Seeing what dirt Roark was able to dig up.

As Chuck works, a hand is placed on Chuck's arm to stop him and he turns to see Bryce's. “Go to the car, Chuck. I got the computer.”

“Bryce?” a confused look dawning on Chuck’s face.

“Go Chuck. I’ll be no good in a firefight right now, but I can use a computer. You need to check to see if the car is running and see if any issues can be fixed right now.”

“You sure, Bryce?” giving Bryce a hard look, not wanting him to overextend himself.

“I’m sure buddy, go. I’ll be OK” says Bryce, giving Chuck a small smile to ease his worries.

With a nod, Chuck hits a key on the keyboard. A beep is heard in front of the desks with a click followed a second later. A hidden drawer pops out in front of the station. Chuck pulls the drawer out to reveal a small box sitting in the middle of it, opening it to reveal a set of car keys.

A quick look at the keys tells Chuck what brand of car is under the tarp. “Huh. A beamer? Interesting.”

Bryce looks at Chuck with a confused look. “A BMW? That’s a luxury car. I thought he got a racer?”

Chuck shakes his head. “It's got to be one of the M series. They're the only ones with the engines, tech, and mods to be called racers.” Chuck quickly walks to the tarp covered car, grabs a fistful of the sheet and yanks it off the car, revealing it to everybody. “Hi-ho!” Says Chuck as he sees the car. Under the tarp is a BMW M3 (E46) with black paint scheme with a sunroof on top, and a body kit to make it look like the BMW M3 (E46) GTR GT. “Oh yeah, this will work.” Says Chuck with a glee. With the grace of a cat, Chuck quickly opens the door of the car and pops the hood to check its engine.

By this point, unknown to Chuck, his actions have caught the attention of the others. Casey is once again looking at Chuck like he has been abducted by aliens, Sarah has a small smile on her face at Chuck enthusiasm (and was failing at being subtle in the way she checking out Chuck when he bend over to check the car engine) and Bryce was shaking his head at the trio antics, trying not to laugh due to his injuries. A low whistle followed by a “What in the hell...” is then heard from Chuck as he checks the engine. A look of surprise and confusion coming from him as he comes out of the hood. “Bryce? Can you check to see if Roark had any work done to this car at all….And find out where he got it. Somethings about this car is not making any sense right now.” Exclaims Chuck, as he closes the hood of the car and starts walking to the desk.

As Chuck goes to Bryce on the computer station, both Casey and Sarah stop him midway. Casey now armed with a CQB variant of the M4 and Sarah is armed with a G36C with a folding stock. “What's wrong kid?” asked Casey, knowing something was up.

Chuck shakes his head “I don’t know yet. Something is not adding up right now. Gut feeling, you know?” Says Chuck as he moves past both of them and continues to the station. Both Casey and Sarah give each other a look, knowing that Chuck’s gut feelings were most of the time right, and something big is about to happen. With that in mind, they follow Chuck soon after.

“What do you got Bryce?” says Chuck as he reaches the station, with Casey and Sarah right behind him.

“OK, It seems that Roark got the car as part of a payment from a... Lt. Frank Mauser of the LAPD for helping him out of a ‘business issue’ he had.” States Bryce.

At the name of Mauser, all three members of Team Bartowski go still with shock, not expecting to hear that name again.

“Wait, Bryce, you said the guy who helped Roark was Mauser, right?” asked Sarah, make sure she heard ex right

“Yeah, why…” A confused Bryce asked. Looking at them to see what's going on. But seeing their faces, the grim looks that they had, he puts two to two together quickly. “You know him.”

“Yeah” growled Casey “That Son of Bitch nearly got us, the Buy More crew, and a bunch of civilians killed in a bid to get to Chuck around Christmas.”

Bryce nods his head. “Around in June of last year, Mauser was being investigated by LAPD’s IA and the FBI for corruption and drug running. He somehow found out about the investigation and reached out to Roark for help using Fulcrum’s network they had set up here in LA.”

A look of confusion graced Sarah’s face. “Why did Mauser reach out to Roark? He was not the type to hire help or stay in the background. He preferred to get his hands dirty to get the job done.”

“At the time, Mauser was being watched by both the LAPD and The FBI. So he couldn’t make a move even if he wanted to. So he reached out to Roark and they made a deal.”

At the nods that he was getting at expiation, Bryce continued. “Apparently, Mauser was running some kind of transporting scheme using local street racers to funnel drugs and weapons into Mexicali for several local gangs and Fulcrum.” A groan came from Chuck as he heard that little tidbit, Causing looks of confusion from both Sarah and Casey and a sympathetic smile from Bryce. At the looks that he was getting, Chuck mouths the word “later” and signals Bryce to continue.

“During one of the runs, the FBI caught one of the racers and flipped him. They were going to use him as their star witness to bust Mauser and the whole transporting scheme. The deal that they gave the racer was for full immunity for flipping on Mauser and some other cases that he was connected to.

“Well obviously that didn’t happen or we didn’t have to deal with the bastard. So what happened next, Larkin?” Asked Casey.

“The racer had connections to the LA Triad, hence the full immunity deal, and Roark somehow learned about it and what the plan was for this guy. He tipped the Triad off on one of their own flipping to the feds. He gave them the location of the safe house and when was the best time to do the deed. The poor bastard and his protection detail never had a chance.”

After a deep breath to steady himself, Bryce read on. “As part of the payment, Mauser ‘required’ that BMW from the LA impound lot and had it upgraded from the racers that he employed per Roark instructions and gave it to Roark with $50.000 Cash payment that was part of the deal.”

Chuck shakes his head. “Looks like Mauser went beyond more than the necessary payment that was needed. From what I saw that was put in that car, Mauser was grateful to Roark for getting him out of that jam.”

Sarah looks at Chuck with curiosity “What do you mean Chuck?”

“It looks like Mauser put at least 30 to 40 grand in that car. That thing can outrun an Apache Helicopter on an straight away.” Eyebrows shoot up at the number that Chuck just mentioned.

“Barowski, you're exaggerating right? That much money was not spent on that car, right?” Ask Casey, who had a look of disbelief at the numbers that Chuck just told the team.

Chuck shook his head “I wish. From what I saw under that hood, all those parts that are in that car are not only brand new, but top of the line as well. Mauser spared no expense on that car.”

Chuck turns to Bryce “Bryce, who was the racer that got busted by the FBI?”

‘Why do you want to know that?” Bryce asked in a curious tone.

“I got some connections to the street racing scene here in LA. If I get the name of the racer that got busted, I can find the other runners and let the cops know who they are. That way, any left of the transporting business that Mauser was running can be taken down for good.”

Sarah looks at Chuck “But, Chuck. Would that get you in trouble for that?” Then a beat after that with a pointed look “And since when you have connections to the LA street racing scene?”

With a humorous chuckle Chuck answers. “To answer the first part, if I do it quietly, nope, nothing will happen to me. A lot of racers tend do a lot of dumb illegal things, but there are a few unwritten rules that all LA racers here tend to follow and one of them is doing weapon/drug runs are a big no-no. It brings too much heat from the cops, causing more crackdowns on the scene and the dangers of doing the run is too great. Also, most of the gangs here can’t be trusted and 9 of of 10 times when you do a job for them, they rather put a bullet in you than pay you. So if it did get out on what was I doing, most if not all racers will ignore it due to the fact it will see as me trying to keep the peace between the racers and the cops and getting rid of some bad ‘apples’ in the process so of speak.” Sarah nods as Chuck continues “The Second part is actually pretty simple. I’m consider to be one of Carlos Grimes proteges and I have one the most respectable reps in the LA race scene.”

Casey looks at Chuck alarmed “Wait. Did you say the name Grimes?! As in the bearded one?” Chuck nods at Casey. At that nod, Casey starts feeling a deep pit of dread start growing in his stomach. “That little elf has more family in LA?” When Chuck nodded again, Casey dread and horror grew “Here?!” Another nod from Chuck who at this point is trying not to burst out laughing at the growing horror that is showing on Casey's face. A loud groan comes from Casey when Chuck confirms it the third time. “Chuck me….”

“Casey stop, you know Morgan is not that bad.” Sarah then turns to Chuck “Protégé?”

“Morgan’s Uncle is a well known old school street racer who was considered one of the best LA had. He taught me everything I know about cars and how to race them.” At the looks of disbelief that he was getting from both Sarah and Casey, Chuck rolled his eyes and continued “Look, I'll explain more later, but right now let's just focus on getting out of here, OK? Bryce, what you got.”

“OK, the name of the racer that got busted is a... Jason Wang” The looks of surprise cross all three members of Team Bartowski at the name. “Wang?! As in Anna’s Triad ex-boyfriend? The one that’s connected to the Chinese Ambassador assassination plot?” exclaims Chuck as he looked at the screen to confirm that it was him. But the second picture right beside Wang’s makes Chuck go completely white in the face and go completely still. He’s face goes stone cold at what he sees. His body going taut, rigid with his eyes reflecting a cold rage that can make even the most hardened killer take a step back. Chuck grips both the station and the back of Bryce’s chair hard, causing a loud creaking sound to emanate from both objects. Both Sarah and Casey look at Chuck with very worried looks dawning their features as they see this change. For they have never seen Chuck like this. This angry, this dark, this...cold…

Casey inadvertently takes a step back. A look of ‘what the hell’ gracing his face, for he has never seen Chuck like this. Never this cold, never this intimidating, never this angry. And deep down, within himself, seeing Chuck like this scares the complete shit out of him. “What the Hell caused this? The Kid is like a different person. How the fuck did Chuck hide this side of him from us? We would have seen something like this from him already.”\

For Sarah, seeing Chuck like this scared her to her core and freezes her on the spot. That look, that aura that he’s emanating right now, this...darkness. This did not belong to her Chuck. What was this?! What was causing this?! What did that bastard Roark do to cause this! She got her answer the second she thought of it.

“Bryce….” Says Chuck in a very deceptively calm voice that puts a chill down both Sarah and Casey's back. “Why is Anna's picture right by Wang’s? And has the words ‘possible loose end’ under it.”

Bryce to his credit, was not intimidated or at awe at Chuck demeanor due to the fact he’s seen it before. Chuck's angry side when awakened, was something that was to be marveled, respected, and even feared at the same time. Seeing the happy go lucky nerdy Chuck go all serious, all out, and pissed is something that not only a very rare occurrence to happen, but also something not to be trifled with and is to respected at all cost due to the fact that this was Chuck at his most dangerous and his most unpredictable. Bryce has seen this side of Chuck two times at Stanford. The first time when some drunken idiot, egged on by his equally drunken friends, tried to take a swing at Jill when she rebuffed him. The beat down that Chuck gave to those dumbasses was still to this day, the stuff of legends back at the Stanford campus. The second time is when some creep was stalking a good friend of theirs named Mia Townsend from Jill’s Alma Mater. The jackass had thought that he was god gift to women due to the fact he came from money and considered himself to be untouchable because of it. Chuck proved that wrong big time. One day, when Jill, Chuck, and Mia were walking to class, the asshole rolled up in his car and tried to take Mia by force in broad daylight. Oh course, Chuck being there, was not having it, slugged the guy and broke the bastard's jaw in just one hit, running the little shit off with his tails between his legs. Later that day, Chuck went to the local liquor store, bought a bottle of cheap Chardonnay, locked himself in his room for the rest of the night and did not come out until the next morning. When he came out, he told Mia to stay out of sight, don’t go anywhere unless somebody was with her, and keep her head down for the next three days.

On the third day, the guy was arrested by police for assault and rape,(apparently it wasn’t the first time the sick bastard did something like this) and was kicked out school a week later. Not only that, on the same day that he was arrested, his father was arrested not just for covering up his son's crimes, but for being in charge of a massive Ponzi scheme. Chuck asked Jill, Mia, and himself to be quiet on his involvement on the matter due to the fact that what he did was not exactly legal. Everyone agreed to keep it a secret, with Mia actually changing her major to law enforcement due to the incident. Wanting to make a difference in her life and no longer wanting to be a victim. It also created a bit of a rivalry between Jill and Mia, due to the fact that Mia fell for Chuck after the incident and she saw Chuck as a knight in shining armor.. She was also one of the few people that truly believed Chuck about his expulsion at Stanford and had his back. The last he heard from her, she was with the Ventura Bay PD after transferring from Rockport, Florida. Her biggest case being the take down of the Blacklist. A nasty group of assholes that terrorized the city that used street racing as cover to hide the criminal ventures. But that was then and this is now and he had to calm down Chuck right now or the LA triad is going to have one of the worst nights that it's going to have in a long time.

Bryce places his hand on Chuck's arm “Chuck, buddy. She’s OK. They are not going after Anna. They deemed her not important. She's safe, Chuck.”

Bryce feels Chuck's arm start to shake, knowing that he’s reaching him.

“Ar...are you sure, Bryce?” Chuck asked. His voice trembled. His body was shaking, still ready to go to war at a moment's notice.

“I’m sure buddy, she will be OK. Nothing is going to harm her.” Bryce soothing confirms his statement to Chuck. Sarah, seeing this, hesitantly reaches out to Chuck, placing her hand on his back, softly rubbing it. She feels his whole body shaking, trembling, like it's not ready to let go yet. Embolden and determined to bring Chuck back from this darkness, Sarah wraps Chuck in a hug, kissing his cheek. She whispers in his ear in an effort to calm him. “Shhh, Chuck. It's OK. It's OK, Chuck. Come back to us, please. Come...come back to me…please, Chuck….”

At that, Chuck’s body relaxes. The adrenaline poured out onto his body. He shakily lets go of the station and the chair and returns the hug that Sarah was giving him. Sarah breathes a sigh of relief and hugs Chuck even harder. Her Chuck was back and that was the only thing that matters. Casey seeing this, lets out a breath that he didn’t know he was holding. Happy that the kid was back to his normal self.

“You good Chuck?” asked Bryce.

Chuck squeezes Sarah’s hand to let her know that he’s OK, letting go of the hug. Nods to Bryce and ask “How long do we got Bryce?”

With a few taps on the keyboard, Bryce brings up the sensors for the glass. “We got less than 2 minutes before all hell breaks loose on top.”

Chuck shakily goes to his vest, takes a deep breath to calm himself and pulls out an external SSD hard drive and an USB stick. “Bryce, download all the Mauser Transporting files onto this hard drive and anything else that you think that we need on the Ring on this. It's a 4 gig SSD drive, So you should have the room. When it's done, plug the USB stick. A prompt with the words auto-destruct 1 of 4 will pop up. You will have to type in all caps for all four prompts. The codes are 11A for the first, 11A2B for the second, 1B2B3 for the third, and for the final one is 000DESTRUCT0 and let it do its thing.” Bryce nods to Chuck with a big grin, getting and loving the reference from the codes and gets to work.

“Casey.” Casey looks at Chuck when his name is called. “Do me a favor, and kick that bottom shelf in. Its cardboard wood, so it will give in easily.” With a grin, Casey kicks open the shelf revealing a small computer server under the station. Team Bartowski kneels to the floor to see the server.

“See what I see Case.” asked Chuck

“Yup. A private server. Looks like what any intel that Rorak was able to get, he didn’t want anyone to know he had it.” Surmised Casey.

“Is there any C4 on the weapon rack?” asked Chuck

“Yeah why?” That’s when Casey catches on what Chuck was thinking. With a big grin, he asks “How big do you want it, Kid.”

“Blown to hell and gone and then some. We can’t leave anything for the Ring to recover if or when they get down here.” Stated Chuck.

“I’ll get right on it!” Says Casey. And with a almost child-like glee, quickly moves to the weapon rack to start assembling the bombs.

“Sarah, can you stand by and help Casey or Bryce if they need it? I’m going to double check the car. Make sure it's ready to go.”

Sarah nods to Chuck, “Yeah, I can do that.” As Chuck leaves and is out of earshot, Sarah quietly asks Bryce “Bry, what hell was that?!”

“Sarah?” questions Bryce.

“With Chuck. From the last 5 minutes ago. That shift in Chuck. What the hell was that?”

Bryce’s eyes light up with understanding. “Ohhhh, you've never seen that side of Chuck, have you?”

“That, my dear partner, is why you never pissed Chuck Bartowski off.” Bryce begins “That is Chuck at his most dangerous and most unpredictable. Trust me, when he’s like that, get the hell out the way and fast! You do not want to be in his way or in his sights when that side of him is awakened.” exclaims Bryce.”

“But he’s...Chuck.” exclaims Sarah. “Sweet, lovable, nerdy Chuck. He can never hurt anybody.”

“And yet, I’ve seen him take down three guys by himself in a bar fight while he was like that.” says Bryce, watching Sarah eyes go wide, her jaw dropping a bit, at learning that little tidbit.

“Three..? wha..?” a shocked Sarah whispers. Completely confounded at what she was just told.

“Now, don’t get me wrong, Chuck is no hidden kung fu prodigy. Against professionals like you, Casey, myself or any one in the ‘life’, he is a rank amateur with potential. But against a normal civilian, he can handle himself.” states Bryce. “And don’t you dare what I am telling you to change your opinion or your feeling towards him. He’s still the same person you know from the last two years.” Says Bryce with a glare. 

“That’s the thing Bryce” say Sarah. Her voice took on a sorrowful tone. Her eyes glinted with sadness. “These last two years, I thought I knew everything about Chuck Bartowski, only to find out he was able to keep things from me. Big secrets. And he never hinted to me at all about any of this. Like he didn’t trust me to keep quiet.”

“Sarah…” Bryce starts, a look of understanding crossing his face, but a beep from the computer startles both of them. Bryce looks at Sarah “We’ll finish this later” He states. Then, he takes a look at the screen. “The files are downloaded. I’ll start downloading the virus that Chuck gave me.” wordlessly, he unplugs the drive, hands it to Sarah for safe keeping, pops the USB drive into the slot, and then turns his head around the monitor to see Casey. “Casey!” Shouts Bryce, so he and Chuck can hear him. “ETA on the C4! I’m pretty much done here.”

Casey turns his head sideways as he works to address Bryce. “Almost done! About 30 seconds to finish the last one!”

Before Bryce can respond, an alert goes off on the computer. He quickly checks to see what’s causing it and his eyes go wide. “Shit. Guys we are out of time!!” Exclaims Bryce. “Ring agents just breach the front!” As he says this, a digitized voice starts speaking throughout the building's PTA. “Main entrance compromised. Lever Three is now activated. Lethal countermeasures are now active. Have a nice day.” This is followed by muted gunfire above them, forcing everyone to look up, freezing them in place, followed by multiple explosions, shaking the garage. A major battle is now taking place and they need to leave right now or they will be caught up in it.

As one, Chuck quickly starts running back to the station from the car, Casey, quietly cursing under his breath at the rotten luck they were having, rushes to finish the last bomb, Bryce quickly starts the upload of the virus, while keeping an eye on the cameras, and Sarah does a quick check on her weapons, preparing for the incoming escape/battle.

“Bryce the virus!” Yells Chuck, running to Bryce as quickly as he can.

Bryce nods to Chuck as he approaches the computer. “Uploading it now, buddy.” typing the final command code into the computer prompt, activating the virus.

“I can use your help here Walker!” Yells Casey, as he finishes the final bomb.

“Got it!” exclaims Sarah. As she passes Chuck, she quickly tells him “Get Bryce in the car and start it up. We are leaving right now.” With a nod, Chuck lifts Bryce from the chair, puts Bryce’s arm over his shoulder, and helps him to the car.

When Casey sees Sarah, he hands her four C4 bombs “Plant all four on the back of the station, I got the front. And set the timer for one minute, I’ll activate them by this” he held out a black remote control box the size of a garage door clicker. As one they both move the computer station and with speed that comes with repetition, they quickly set and activate the bombs.

As Sarah and Casey work on the bombs, Chuck moves Bryce to the far right of the backseat of the car. As he straps Bryce in, Bryce, a little out of breath from the move, grabs Chuck's shoulder to stop him. “You still have that GPS thing?” At Chuck’s questioning look, Bryce elaborates. “You know. The GPS that can tap into fed and cops radio feeds so you can listen in?” Bryce asked, trying to remember. Chuck smiles and chuckles at Bryce remembering that ‘brick’. “It's an app these days called Bl@h.” They had to change it up, due to the cops getting a hold of the old programming.”

Bryce nods his head. “Do you have it on your phone?”

Chuck nods “Yeah, why are…” That's when Chuck stops, freezes at mid sentence, his eyes going wide. A look of understanding shines in them as he looks at Bryce. With the biggest grin starting to grow on his face, he exclaims. “Bryce, you evil genius! Do you think it will work?” Ask Chuck. Excited at the prospect.

With a pained chuckle, Bryce answers. “It should. PD and Feds tend to ‘buy at the same store’ so of speak. It would make sense for the Ring to have the same or similar equipment as well. So in theory, you should be able to tap in and listen in on the Rings chatter.”

With a big grin on his face, Chuck pat Bryce on the shoulder and says “I’ll get on that right now. Thanks Bryce.” As he leaves the backseat, Chuck pulls out his phone and opens the app. He see that the app was getting a weak signal and it was possible to do so. With a grin, he pulls out a small phone mount from his vest, attaches it to the back of the phone, and pops it on the dashboard. Then quickly as he goes. Chuck heads to the gate to prepare it for opening. As Chuck gets close to the control box, his grin quickly falls off his face when he sees that the damn thing was locked with a simple padlock. “Damn it!” Say Chuck, knowing that they do not have the time to look for the key or pick the damn thing. As the sounds of the gun battle and explosions above them get more frequent, Chuck quickly runs to the weapons rack to find a handgun to shoot the lock. Looking around, Chuck see a bunch of different handguns, but an odd sight catches his eye. Crammed into a corner of the rack, he sees belt with ammo pouches and a holster wrapped around small gun bag. Unraveling the belt showed it was a tactical belt with a tac holster. Inside the bag was a Beretta 92F M9. “This will do” Thought Chuck as he quickly put on the belt, grabs the gun and starts checking it as he walks back to the gate.

As they finish up the planting and setting the timers of the C4, both Casey and Sarah see Chuck running up to the weapons rack, looking over the handguns. Both of them look at each other with a ‘What the hell’ look, wondering why Chuck was at the weapons rack. Then as one, they turn back to Chuck to watch him. They see Chuck, with speed, putting on a tactical belt with holster and pouches with it, grabs an M9 from the rack, and starts checking over the gun as he starts speed walking back to the gate. They look at each other again. With now a ‘What the Fuck’ expression dawning on their faces. Then as one, like they had the same thought, they start making a beeline towards Chuck.

“Chuck, what are you doing?” Asked a concerned Sarah, eyeing the gun Chuck’s hand.

“I’m going to shoot a lock.” Answers Chuck as he finishes checking the M9.

“Wait, What?” Exclaims Casey “A lock? Have you gone section 8 kid?”

“Nope.” Says Chuck as he reaches the control box, standing about 7ft away from it, quickly points the M9 at the lock and fires two times at it, breaking it. The sudden action and the gun shots make both Casey and Sarah jump as Chuck calmly walks to the box, holstering the gun in the process, pulls off the now broken padlock from the box and tosses it to the ground behind him. It slides right next to Casey, who stops it with his foot. An amused grunt is heard from Casey as he and Sarah see the lock.

“Damn kid, you could have asked one of us to do that for you.” Says Casey, humor in his voice.

“Naw. You guys were busy. Didn’t want to bother you two while you work.” Answers Chuck with some humor in his voice as he opens the box and hits a red button to open the gate. Chuck turns to Casey and Sarah. “Let’s go. We got bad guys to disappoint and escape from.” Says Chuck, as he, Casey, and Sarah quickly run to BMW. Sarah jumps into the back seat, where Bryce is at and Casey takes shotgun.

Chuck turns the car over, the heavily modified 3.2L I6 roars to life, its power echoing around them, waiting to be unleashed. Casey pulls out a small black box and turns to Chuck. “This activates the timers on the bombs. I’m ready when you are, kid.”

Chuck waits for the gate to open fully, syncs the Bl@h app to the GPS in the car, then nods his head to Casey. “Do it, Case.” And slams his foot down on the accelerator, as Casey hits the button, activating the bombs.

End of part 2

A/N: Thank you guys for staying with it. Like I said, this thing became a monster. The upside of that. You guys are three chapters for waiting. Next time, the escape. Till next time!

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Chuck Vs. Need For Speed 2015

A chuck/ Need for Speed crossover fic

A/N: The third part of the ending prologue.

“Hello” normal talking

“Hello” Inner thought

“Hello” Computer text

“Hello” Talking in camera/Phone/video

“Hello” Video feed

USA location/Flashbacks

Season 2 A/U ending, with elements of Season 3 and 4, NFS: Heat and NFS: Most Wanted mix in. Enjoy!!!

I don’t own Chuck or Need for Speed…... duh!

Chapter 4: Prologue end part 3: Chuck vs. The Ring: The Escape.

Roark Instruments, Outside. April 2014:

The car takes off like a bat out of hell, hitting 60 mph in 2.3 seconds. The car quickly flies out of the garage’s outdoor exit, seldom slowing down, hitting the LA streets with a vengeance. The minute Chuck sees the streets, he activates the Bl@h radio app to tap in the Ring transmissions. At this point, Chuck realized that he needs to bring a camera next time when he keeps surprising his friends. The faces that they've been making this whole night have been quite funny.

“Bravo 2, what the hell was that?!” cackled on the speakers of the car.

“A car just blasted out of some entrance we didn’t see on the side of the building and its haling ass!” Was the response. “It must be Larkin! All available units converge on that car! Do not lose it!” A massive loud boom was heard soon after. “Bravo 2, what the hell was that explosion coming from!? It shook the whole building!

“It came from the entrance that the car went through!”

“God damn it! Bravo 3, break off from the attack and investigate that area with Bravo 2 now! Bravo 6, go after that son of bitch right now!!”

“Copy Bravo 1”

“Chuck...did you just tap into the Rings radio transmissions?!” Asks an exacerbated Sarah, who at this point is getting a little tired of the surprises that Chuck has been pulling out this night. Casey's'WTF’ face was back on, which almost made Chuck burst out laughing at the sight of it, but instead, being a bit cheeky at the moment, answered Sarah. “Yup, and….” He reaches for the dashboard, hits a couple of prompts on both his phone and the GPS, and the map pops up on screen showing multiple arrows on it. A green one in the middle and a bunch of red ones around it and clustered in one spot. “Now, we are tracking their location, thru the GPS, using the same transmissions.” Says Chuck with a small smirk in place. Sarah at this point, facepalms. “Of course you can. For your next trick, you can say that you can transform into a superhero by saying some magic word and lighting hitting you.” Sarcasm flowing from the response.

Chuck blinks, looks at Sarah through the rear view mirror with a bit of surprise, then back to the road. “OK, Chuck. Stay focus.” Thinks Chuck, “The fact that Sarah just made a comic reference, which in turn was one of the hottest things she has ever say…., even if it was done in sarcasm…., does not mean you can daydream right now of Sarah Walker! Especially in a Wonder Woman costume. Or a Power Girl one. Or that catsuit That Sarah look-alike had in Mass Effect 2. The one that showed off her bu..Gah! Focus Chuck!!”

The speakers at this point sprang to life, unknowingly helping Chuck to get out of his ‘dilemma’. “A distraction! Good! Thank you bad guys!!” Thought Chuck as he listened in.

“Bravo 6, this is Bravo 11, target spotted north of St. Vincent. Bravo 9 and myself are on an intercept course. ETA 45 seconds.”

“Copy Bravo 11, stop that car at all costs. Happy hunting. Bravo 6 out.”

“Damn! Guys, they are going to try to ram us on the next intersection!” Confirms Chuck as he sees two red arrows converging on theirs. As he says this, an ideal pops in his head. “I got an idea! Get ready to shoot!” Says Chuck, as he starts speeding up, fast clutching.

“Kid?/Chuck?” Yells both Sarah and Casey, as Casey rolls down the window and Sarah opens the sunroof.

“Trust me!! Pick your targets and brace yourselves! You know when to fire!” Chuck yells back. As he gets closer to the intersection, he sees the two SUVs bearing down on either side. “OK. Let’s see if they are paying attention or too zone in to see it coming.” Thought Chuck as he reaches the opening of the intersection, he yanks the wheel a hard right, turning, tapping on the break at the same time. Forcing the back start to whip then turns the wheel left and hitting the gas for power. Performing a high speed power slide in the middle of the intersection. The two Ring SUVs that were bearing down on our team at full speed, were not expecting this and tried to slow down and turn out the way so they would not ram into each other, slamming the brakes in the process. But it was too late as they hit almost front first, crashing into each other hard. And unfortunately for the Ring agents inside both the SUV’s, it at was this point when both Casey and Sarah popped out and opened fire upon them. Both the M4 and the G36C made quick of both cars. Shredding them like they were nothing. With blood spatting on the windows, the road or misting in the air as both agent unloaded their guns into the traitors. Showing no mercy. All this, while the power side was still going. Within 20 seconds.

Chuck, to his credit, did not stop his driving to observe the one-sided gun battle. He didn’t want to. He didn’t have the luxury or the stomach to think about what was happening right now. If he did, he’ll be puking on the side of the road right now, horrified at the sight and the part he just played of taking human life. Bad guys that may be, but still human.

“Shit, this is Bravo 12 and 5, Bravo 9 and 11 are down. The bastards just gun them down like we're nothing!”

“Bravo 9, Bravo 11, respond. I say again, respond! Damn it! Agents down, I repeat Agents down! Bravo 12, who the hell shot them!”

“It was the target sir! By the description given by Bravo 5, the shooters were Agent Sarah Walker and Colonel John Casey!

“WHAT!! Are you sure!”

“Yes sir. It's been confirmed.”

“Damn it! That means Team Carmichael is in play! Why the hell was this not reported? Growlin was heard thru the speakers. “Never mind! All units take down that car now! Top priority!”

Chuck quickly shifted into the next gear, flooring it out of the intersection, knowing a lot of bad guys were coming and they didn’t want to be around when they showed up. As Chuck tries to focus on the driving and not the drive-by they just did, a hiss of pain, followed by coughing catches Chuck's attention. A quick look in the rear view mirror shows Chuck that Bryce is holding his side in pain, his face paling by the second. The bandages that Chuck wrapped were starting to darken with blood. Sarah immediately by his side with the first aid kit to help when she came back in the car. Chuck didn’t need Sarah to tell him what he already figured out. Bryce was running out of time. And if he doesn't step up right now, he’s going to die. “Your best friend is dying, and you, Chuck Bartowski, are having a crisis of morals and conscience right now for the people who shot him in the first place?! What is wrong with you!” At this realization, one thought went through Chuck. “Fuck the Ring. Your friend’s life is in danger and he’s running out of time. Go to work...Ghost.”

As Casey comes back in the car, ready to congratulate Chuck, he is suddenly thrown back into his seat as the car speeds up. An annoyed Grunt pops up from Casey, ready to chew out Chuck for that little stunt, until he sees his face. Pure determination, with a laser like focus he has never seen with the kid. “OK, what the hell caused this?” Thought Casey. A set of coughing from the back catches Casey's attention. A quick look from there shows Casey the reason. “Shit, Larkin is not doing too well. No wonder the kid is flooring it.” Thinks Casey. With another look at Chuck, Casey starts putting on his seat belt. “Something tells me that Bartowski is not going to give a shit about traffic laws right now, so..” Thought Casey as he braced himself for some crazy driving that was about to head his way.

And he was right, Chuck didn’t. With pure skill that all three agents rarely seen in their career and probably seen only in the movies, Chuck wreaths thru traffic like water itself. No movement was wasted, as the BMW drove through downtown LA like it was nothing. The Ring agents who were chasing them were throwing straight up shit fits due to Chuck’s driving and how they were unable to counter them in every step since the beginning of the chase. The lead vehicle was doing its best to keep up, barking out orders to other cars that were chasing them, but in the end, had to call for air support just to keep them in visual range. When Chuck heard that little tidbit, it pissed him off a little. “OK, they want to play it that way. Then let’s play fuckers. Let's take That shortcut.” Recognizing the area that he was in, Chuck quickly took a turnoff and floored it, heading into the 710 freeway.

“Casey, call the NSA and tell them they need to lock down Kaiser Foundation Hospital now.” Says Chuck.

“Kid?” Casey questioned. Confused at the request.

“It's the closest hospital that we are going to be at when I lose these assholes” Explained Chuck. “Do it now.”

With a nod Casey pulls out his phone. “Walker!” Sarah looks up to Casey. “Contact your people at the CIA for help locking down KFH for Larkin!” With a nod Sarah pulls out her phone to make the call. “Got it partner!”

Meanwhile, Chuck listens to the Ring transmissions to see if they are still following.

“This is Bravo 6, does anyone have visuals on target?” The speakers cracked.

“Bravo 6, this is Bravo 8. Target spotted on the 710. Be advised, we are barely keeping up with them.”

A look at the rear view confirms that little tidbit as Chuck sees an early 2000’s GMC trying its best to keep up with them. “Well, I have to give them credit where it's due. They are doing their damndest.” Thought Chuck.

“Copy Bravo 8, air support is on its way. Do your best to stay with them.

“Bravo 8? This is Bravo 10 with Bravo 7, we are just under the 710 and will be joining you shortly.

“Subtle the Ring is not.” Thinks Chuck “They are really going to try to pull that old move? That’s just sad.” Thought Chuck, shaking his head. “Let’s disappoint them shall we?” With a jerk of the wheel, The BMW quickly moves to the nearest exit.

“Copy Bra..Shit!! Bravo 6, 10, and 7! Target has just driven off into The Alondra Blvd exit!

“Copy Bravo 8 we see them! We are going to try to bloc..Damn! Target has just turned into an alleyway just off the exit! Standby…..All units, target has entered flood control adjacent to the 710 freeway! Converge on it now!! Where is that goddamn air support!! We are losing him! We can not keep up with that car!”

Within seconds, the BMW is on the LA flood control way and is hauling ass with multiple SUV’s barely catching up. As soon as the cars were on the straight away, a loud roar of a helicopter was heard as civilian variant UH-1 ‘Huey’ flowed in to join the chase.

“Bravo 6 and 8, This is Air 1. We are in play and have visuals on target. Do note, the target is southbound, moving at 140mph and climbing. Whatever you have planned, you need to do now!”

“Copy Air 1, do not lose them! All units try to cut off the target at the pass. Block all entrances of the flood control in front of the target. Do not let them escape!”

“Bravo 7, 8, 10, and Air 1. I do not care how, but find a way to slow that fucking car down now!!! I don’t care if you have to spit at it, but slow that car down now so we can block it in!”

“Damn, that’s going to be hard to get rid of.” Says Casey. “We may need to shoot it out, just to have a chance.”

“No, we don’t” Answers Chuck. “We got them what we wanted, Casey.” At the disbelief look that he was getting from Casey, Chuck chuckles. “Trust me, Case. You're going to love this.”

“Sarah.” Says Chuck, looking into the rear view. “How long until both the CIA and NSA are at the hospital?”

“About 3 minutes Chuck.” Answered Sarah. “Local PD is already there to assist if we get there early. We also got units inbound to Roarks as well. They have been warned about the traps, so they should be OK.”

“Good” Says Chuck. “Then let’s get rid of the tagalongs shall we.” And with that, the BMW roared to life as Chuck started to push the car to its limits.

“Bravo 6, be advised. Target speed has increased to 150 and climbing fast.”

“DO NOT LOSE THEM AIR 1!!!”

“160….170….180, barely in visual range!!”

“Let’s give bravo 6 a massive coronary shall we?” Says a grinning Chuck as he looks down at the lower dashboard two switches with shield covers and small red LED light under both. Both have the word, NITROUS stamped on them. With practice ease, Chuck flips both covers and then flips both switches. A loud hiss is heard over the car, followed by a loud beep, with the light coming on. Then Chuck’s hand returns to the steering wheel where Casey and Sarah just now notice two small red buttons on the wheel itself. The word NOS is labeled on the bottom of both buttons. “Strap in and hang on!” warns Chuck as he hits one the buttons and the world becomes a blur.

“190….200!”

“STAY WITH THEM AIR 1!!”

“This thing was made in the sixties! It's not that fast!! 210...220, He gone…”

“FUCCCCCK!!”

To everyone in the BMW, That yell was the most cathartic experience they had in a long time. Then something came on the Ring transmissions that none of them expected. A distorted voice came through the speakers.

“All units, this is Bravo 0, I’m calling it. Fall back and disable all transmissions. They have won this one.”

“Sir this is Bravo 6, It's not over, we can still get them!”

“ENOUGH Bravo 6! Your incompetence and stupidity is what cost us this day! If you had any sense, you'd realize that Team Carmichael were able to listen in to your transmissions and were able to counter you on every move! Now follow my orders NOW!”

“Yes sir. All units fall back and disable all transmissions.”

And almost as one, the arrows that showed the Ring agent's location disappeared and all transmissions had stopped. Realizing that it was over, Chuck started to slow down and quickly found the exit that he needed. Driving out of Flood Control, Chuck makes a bee line to the hospital, still driving the car at a quick pace, but nothing serious or crazy. Within a minute, they get to the hospital and with the directions given by Sarah, he drives to the emergency entrance. There, they saw a group of agents, all fully armed, were waiting at the emergency entrance for them. Once the car reached the agents in front, within seconds Bryce was taken out of the car, on a gurney, and was being rolled in with doctors surrounding him. With Sarah and Casey just behind them. Chuck opted to stay in the car for now and take a breather. Chuck has just closed his eyes and started to breathe normally, when the speakers cracked to life and once again shocked Chuck to the core.

“Now that unpleasant business is taken care of, I will like to talk to you...Agent Charles Carmichael.

The feeling of surprise and shock resonated thru Chuck. His eyes went up and his mouth opened, not expecting this at all.

“Please Agent Carmichael, don’t be rude. I know you have the means to talk to me as well. I would like to have a chat with you.

With uncertainty flowing through him, Chuck takes a deep breath and reaches for the phone and taps a prompt on his phone. “This is Carmichael.”

“Ahhh, Mr. Carmichael. This is a pleasure. I’m the leader of the Ring. You may call me ‘The Director’. It's finally nice to talk to the man who’s been a thorn in my side and an equal rival in these last two years. I know your a busy man right now, so I will make this quick.” The voice said in a very pleasant tone even though it was modulated.

“First of all I know who you are, Mr. Carmichael or should I say... Mr. Bartowski..”

At this point, Chuck froze on the spot, with a look of horror on his face.

“..and will say this. You have nothing to fear from me exposing your true identity to my organization.”

At that little tidbit, one thought went through Chuck's mind “Wait, WHAT?!”

“Oh?” said Chuck, trying to keep his voice steady.

“Yes Chuck, oh may I call you Chuck? Yes? Good. Now back I was saying, I knew from the beginning, Chuck. Graham and Beckman so called security measures were at the time, a joke mind you. The rivalry between both the CIA and the NSA was at its peak when you entered this world, so getting top secret information was a breeze at the time.”

A long suffering sigh came out of Chuck as he bangs his head on the steering wheel when he learned of that fact. Asking himself again, how the hell is both the CIA and NSA can be this incompetent when it come to the one of the things they should be good at.

“Yes, I feel your pain in this matter. I found myself banging my head against the wall from time to time at the stupidity, wondering how this country was not in ruins yet. The worst type of gossipers in the world are spies, I’m afraid. But back on topic. The reason I didn’t tell my people of your identity is quite simple. Your are a victim is this war.”

“A victim?” A confused Chuck asked. “May I ask why, are you calling me that?”

“Simple. You were forced into this life, my boy. Both Graham and Beckman made you, a US citizen, an asset. An asset! Then ordered your death when beta intersect was ‘ready’ to hide their incompetence. Which by the way, is illegal to do so, but those two have always played fast with the rules, be damn to everyone. It's one of the reasons the Ring was able to exist and was able to gain power in the shadows. Because of their own greed for power, the one thing they feared the most, grew in their backyard, on their watch, and they never saw it until it was too late.”

Chuck said nothing, knowing everything that the director was saying was true.

“Your life, my boy, has been ruined by the CIA and NSA from the get go. Men and women who think they are above the law due to the nature of their work. I have no doubt that Graham and Beckman believed that you would be dead in the first six months of being in this life. But you prove them wrong. None of them expect that you not only rose to meet the challenge, but to surpass it and raise the bar as well. If Graham was alive right now, he would have been stunned at what you have accomplished.

Again, Chuck was quiet. Not knowing what to say.

“But, enough about that. I do own a form of thanks for aiding us to see how bad Fulcrum has handled things. You and your team taking out Fulcrum itself was quite enjoyable to watch in my opinion.”

“Really?” A very confused Chuck says. Blinking at the sudden change in topic.

“Yes! It was quite humorous how you either outsmarted or outwitted thous fools. I had a great time watching you and your team take on Fulcrum and making them look like complete morons at their job. It was quite funny to watch.”

“Umm, Thank you?” A confounded Chuck says. Wondering if he was exposed to something at Roark’s, because this was getting way too weird.

“No, thank you Chuck. Most of those fools were not the brightest bunch of bulbs, if you get my meaning. I mean the leader of the Fulcrum legally changed his name to ‘Leader’. And then started to shave his head, thinking it made him look more important and threatening. The man was and is still a complete total chode. Watching you and your team take them down was a joy to watch.”

Chuck blinks at the response. Not knowing what to say. At all...

“Granted there was some good talent in Fulcrum that you did take down as well. Colt, Banacheck, Delgado, Smith, Mauser. All damn good agents. Some of the best of the best and you my boy with your handlers took them down with ease. That itself demands respect. But I digress, I’m getting off target again. I apologize for that.”

“No problem? I guess you are in a lot of stress and don’t have a lot of places to vent.” Says Chuck, who just now just rolling with it due to the fact it can’t get weirder.

“You have no idea how right you are with that statement Chuck, my boy. Anyway, I’m here speaking to you pertaining to some of the matters that happened tonight. First, I would like to apologize for the fiasco that Roark caused at your sister wedding.”

At that statement, Chuck went completely bug eyed. “Excuse me?” He squeaks out. A chuckle is heard in the speakers.

“Not expecting that were you? But yes, you heard right. I do apologize for what happened at your sister’s wedding. Roark and Fulcrum had instructions not to interfere with your family anymore, especially your father Stephen. We had enough material, resources, and data to build an Intersect of our own without your father’s help. However, Roark fell behind due to his incompetence and ego. To cover this up, he decides to contact Leader and bribe the bald headed idiot to start looking for your father again so he can complete our version of the intersect in time. Which in turn, brought conflict to your team. Which we both know how that ended.”

Chuck nods at that statement. Remembering the insanity that the last two years had brought.

“Now granted, the intersect Roark force your father built is a masterpiece. Everything that anybody wanted in an intersect was put in it. But your father is a very dangerous man and it is not worth the hassle of trying to capture him. The price that he would make us pay for his capture would have been too great for the Ring. Fulcrum learned that the hard way.”

Chuck nodded in agreement. Waiting for the Director to continue.

“The second matter pertaining tonight is your “retirement” from the business.”

“So you heard.” Mused Chuck. “Let me guess, Beckman?”

A chuckle can be heard thru the speakers “Yes. You would be right. She wasn’t subtle about your departure. Singing ‘ding dong, the nerd is gone’ was heard throughout the building for half a day. From what I understand, she has a nice singing voice. Quite lovely from what I heard. Oh course, this didn’t last due to a call from the president, demanding Beckman to do everything in her power to convince you to stay on. The language that came after that phone call, from what I was told, was also quite colorful.”

“Yeesh. I knew she didn’t like me, but wow. That just messed up.” Says Chuck with a shake of his head.

“Yes. Beckman can be a bit of a bitch, but there are ways to deal with her. Back on topic though. I know you had the intersect removed and Mr. Larkin is now in possession of the new one that your father had built at Rorak’s. An annoying loss, but doable. But Chuck, you do realize that Beckman is not going let you go that easy right?”

“I’m aware. Let’s just say that I have taken steps that will make Beckman’s life a little bit difficult both professionally and personally, if she tries something.” Says Chuck, not elaborating further.

“AHAHA!! She has no idea what will come her way if she tries to pull something, doesn’t she?! HA! That’s why my boy, I respect you. You don’t seek trouble, but you are ready to spring it at a moment's notice when someone comes after you or those you love. And when you do strike, it’s something that rarely anybody can fully recover from. I can’t wait for Beckman to try something, only to blow up in her face. It will be hilarious.” laughter can be heard throughout the car.

Chuck just shakes his head. Trying not to snort at the whole thing.

“Ahh… I needed that. Thank you, my boy. Sighs “You know, we will meet again, Chuck. One of these days, Both you and the Ring will cross paths and resume our little dance.”

‘I’m aware of the possibility, Director. And if or when it happens, it will be on my terms. Not the CIA’s or the NSA’s” Says Chuck with a tone of conviction.

“As a third party...interesting. I will be looking forward to that, Chuck. Till we meet again.” and a disconnect sound is heard, signaling the end of the conversation.

Chuck goes to his phone, closes the app, disconnects the phone from the GPS, and puts it away. “Till we meet again, Director.” Say Chuck. His eyes reflecting a serious glint in them, his face hardened. Knowing one day, the Ring and himself will go head to head again. “But that’s then. Focus on the now, Chuck. You need to check on Bryce.” With a sigh, Chuck gets out of the car and heads into the hospital. To be there for his friends.

End of part 3

A/N: Oh shit, it just got serious, real quick. Yup, Chuck will be fighting the Ring again, but that will be later down the line. Until then, stay tuned for part 4 for the aftermath. Later all.

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Chuck Vs. Need For Speed 2015

A Chuck/ Need for Speed crossover fic

A/N: The fourth part of the prologue. See the A/N at the end.

“Hello” normal talking

“Hello” Inner thought

“Hello” Computer text

“Hello” Talking in camera/Phone/video

“Hello” Video feed

USA location/Flashbacks

Season 2 A/U ending, with elements of Season 3 and 4 with NFS: Heat and NFS: Most Wanted mix in. Enjoy!!

I don’t own Chuck or Need for Speed…... duh!

Chapter 5: Prologue end part 4: Chuck Vs. The Ring: The Aftermath, and the planning of D-Day

When Beckman learned of what happened that night and the insanity that Team Bartowski caused in downtown LA, she quickly assigned both Sarah and Casey to Bryce for protection detail while he recovered from his wounds. Beckman’s next task, once Bryce was healed, healthy and cleared by the doctors, was to create a “new” Team Intersect to go after the Ring. Furthermore, When she was debriefed later that week and learned of Chuck’s involvement and importance on that night, She ordered Sarah to bring Chuck in for debriefing later that day and once again try to convince Chuck to come work for the CIA.

The Castle. A week after the wedding and the assault on Roark Instruments. April 2014

When Chuck finishes ‘telling’ his side of the story on the ‘Roark assault’ as it was being called, General Diane Beckman looks at Chuck with pure disbelief, wondering how the hell the nerd pulled off one of the best victory's that they have in this shadow war. But there was one thought that was plaguing her and she spoke about it.

“Mr. Bartowski, how the hell did you get involved with the events of the Roark assault, last week?” General Beckman asks through the LCD monitor station above the briefing room as Team Bartowski sits on the other side of the table in their usual spots.

“You can blame Ted Roark for that, General. He’s the one who set the whole thing off when he crashed my sister's wedding and threatened to kill her.” he says with a shrug. “Not my fault this time.” Chuck said with some humor. Which causes Casey to grunt slightly, sounding like “Yea, Right” and for Sarah... to do nothing? Her face was a mix of concern, uncertainty, serious thinking, and if Chuck was guessing right, a bit of anger… that was directed at him? Both Casey and Chuck see this and look at her, a little concerned themselves. Feeling their glazes, Sarah quickly snaps out of it, looks at the two men and shakes her head and gives a small wave off. Letting them know that she is OK.

It's been awkward for Chuck for the last week. The day after the whole thing, he was told by Casey that he couldn’t visit Bryce due to security and the lockdown of the hospital. Furthermore, every time he tried to call Sarah, she would not answer. At first he thought that she was too busy, and would get back to him later, but it was not the case. Every call and text that Chuck sent to Sarah went unanswered. He was starting to get very worried until Sarah herself called him. At first, he was ecstatic to hear from her, as the conversation continued, it became weirder. Sarah was cold to him on the phone, acted like she didn’t know him and kept things short and professional. When he reached the castle, she was standoffish to him, treating him like another spy. Her spy masked firmly in place. Before Chuck can ask what’s going on with her, Beckman pops up on the screen to begin the debrief.

Meanwhile, back at the screen, Beckman winces at Chuck's statement, knowing that it was their side that dropped the ball and allowed Roark to invade the Bartowski/Woodcomb wedding. The ass chewing that she received for last night’s wedding debacle was comparably light thanks to Chuck jumping in and saving the day yet again, but the fact that Roark would do something like this disturbed her. The Woodcomb’s were very connected politically with Honey Woodcomb being the State Senator for Connecticut. With many of the rumors stating that in a few years, she would be running for president. Roark had to know that it would end very badly for both the Ring, Fulcrum and himself if they tried anything at this wedding. So why do it? Her analysts were still analyzing the data from Roark’s Instruments, however they were having issues due to the massive damage that the attack had on the building computer systems during the assault. On the upside, it disabled most of the systems, lock down, and traps that were active at the time, allowing their forces to take and secure the building with nobody hurt. But downside of that was the data was heavily corrupted, with her analyst estimating it will take the better part of the year to recover what was not lost during the attack.

“Mr. Bartowski, please take this seriously, I need to know what happened that night.” Beckman says.

“And I am General. Everything that I just told you is what happened on my end. I’m not holding back anything.” Says Chuck, but in his head “Much.” Knowing that if Beckman knew of his conversation with the Director of the Ring, she can make his life a little more difficult.

“Nevertheless, your actions that night, though unwelcome, were much appreciated. This why I employ you to reconsider your decision to join the CIA. The good you have done can’t be understated. You can make even more a difference.” States Beckman, trying to employ Chuck’s sense of duty.

“I’m sorry General, but my answer is still no.” Says Chuck. “I’m just here to fill in on what happened on that night out of respect. What happened on that night is pretty much a one off for me. My swan song as you will.”

Beckman sighs, a pinched expression gracing her features with a bit of a heated glare at Chuck. But she closes her eyes and nods her head. “So be it Mr. Bartowski, I won’t ask again.” Beckman then turns a page on the file and puts her glasses back on “However..” She states. “There are three items that need to be addressed and cleaned up so to speak. I trust you are aware of these items Mr. Bartowski?”

Chuck nods. “The equipment, the car, and the Mauser transporting case.” Then Chuck pulls out a set of car keys and a piece of paper and puts them on the table. “The first two are easy, General. The first one is the equipment that I myself ‘borrowed’ from the castle and returned intact. Colonel Casey can attest to that.” Beckman quickly looks to Casey for confirmation on what Chuck just said. Which he does with a nod to her. Beckman then turns back to Chuck to allow him to continue. “The second thing is the BMW. It in the parking lot of the orange, orange and here are the keys.” Chuck then picks up the keys on the table, showing Beckman. “You can have one of your people to take it right now if you want.” Chuck puts down the keys and then picks up the piece of paper and unfolds it. On it, it shows names, numbers, and addresses. “And the for the third one, this piece of paper has the names, numbers, and the last known addresses of those who were involved in the transporting scheme.”

Sarah takes the paper to look at it, her eyes scanning its contents. “There are quite a few names here General. Hitting them at the same time will be a problem.” Sarah then hands the list to Casey, for him to take a look himself. “I concur with Agent Walker, General, it's a big list.” Casey states “I recommend that we contact local PD for help for this.”

“The problem with that suggestion Colonel is that Mauser himself was local PD. We don’t know if we can trust them with this.” States Beckman herself.

As the group discussed their options, a thought stuck at Chuck and he almost groaned out loud at it. “Of course. It is just my luck that it has to be him that I had to think of. He’s the only one on the force right now that can be trusted with this.” Thinks Chuck. “The biggest asshole cop that I have ever met and he’s my first thought on this.” Chuck starts rubbing his face, facepalming. “But desperate times I guess. I never thought I would be recommending him to all people. But Beckman was right. They need somebody straight lace so to speak and sadly he is the only one that can do the job.” Chuck clears his throat and raises his hand to catch everyone’s attention.

Beckman sees this and asks. “Yes, Mr. Bartowski. You have something to add?”

“There is someone in the local PD you can go to for this.” Says Chuck, everyone turning to him. “And can’t believe I’m saying this, but you can trust him on this and he’ll get it done, no strings attached.”

“Why is that, kid?” asked Casey

“The guy is a top-tier grade A asshole at the highest level when it comes to street racers, but he’s on the up and up and one of the few decent cops on the force right now.” Says Chuck, shaking his head at what is saying. “He’ll be your go to guy for this.”

“And who is this gentleman that you speak of, Mr. Bartowski?” Ask Beckman, curious.

“The guy's name is Jonathan Cross. He’s a Sergeant in the racer task force in the LAPD. He’s best known for being part of the Blacklist take down in Rockport, Florida. When you contact him, do me a favor, don’t mention me. We...don’t get along.” Say Chuck. “Understatement of the year, Chuck.”

“You... don’t get along with somebody?” Asked Sarah, her eyebrow raised at Chuck, not believing him at all. With a tone that sounded like she was suspicious to Chuck.

“Yeah” answers Chuck. Confused and a little hurt at Sarah tone. When everyone keeps looking at him, Chuck just sighs, rolls his eyes, and in an exasperated tone. “Oh come on! You try to get along with the guy who tries to throw you in jail every time you get behind the wheel. Like I said, he’s an asshole!”

Beckman just shakes her head at Chuck's antics. “Colonel, contact Sergeant Cross thru official channels and bring him in on the transporting case. The equipment was returned so there is no issue with that. As for the car. Beckman pauses for a second, takes off her glasses, then continues. “We have no need for it, so Mr. Bartowski, the car is yours.” Chuck eyebrows go up in shock, surprised at the gesture. Beckman nods to Casey and he passes a folder to Chuck. “All the legal paperwork that you need for it is in that folder. Consider the car as payment for your work on that night.

“Umm..Thank you, General” Says Chuck, still blinking in surprise. Beckman nods her head imperiously “Now, if there is anything else, I do believe we are done here. Mr. Bartowski, do remember if you speak..” But Chuck interrupts her, nodding. “I know, I know. It’s the big, bad, dark bunker for me.”

“See that you remember that.” Beckman states with a finality and the screen goes black.

“Well, that wasn’t weird, not at all.” Looking at Sarah. Casey was also looking at Sarah, confused about her attitude as well.

“What?” Sarah exclaims, seeing both men stare at her, concern on Chuck’s face and Casey’s with confusion.

“What the hell got your panties in a wad?” States Casey “You look like you’re ready to rip somebody's head off and pissed down their throat.”

Sarah rolls her eyes at the remark “I’m fine. I just got some things that I’m working on right now and it's stressing me out a little. But I can handle it, so don’t worry. I’m fine.

Chuck looks at Sarah with a bit of understanding. “No, it's OK Sarah. We're just making sure that you're good. If you need to talk..” At this point, Sarah slams her fist into the table, stands from her seat, and screams at Chuck “I SAID I FUCKING FINE. OPEN YOUR GODDAMN EARS CHUCK!”

Chuck immediately jumps back, his chair sliding back. Shock and fear crossing on his face. His eye wide with terror. Casey also jumps back from the scream, hopping up to his feet, expecting a fight. His eyes are also wide.

Sarah went perfectly still, her anger immediately bled away and was replaced with shock and regret. Her eyes widened from what she just did. “Chuck...I….” Sarah stammers. Shame washing over her face. Tears start to pool around her eyes, Sarah immediately walks away from both men, not answering either man when they call out her name. Disappearing deeper inside the castle.

“Casey,…. What the hell was that?” Exclaims Chuck. Confused and worried about Sarah.

“I have no ideal kid. She been like this ever since we got to the hospital that night.” Explains Casey. “I’m just as worried as you are.”

“The Hospital? On The night from Roark’s?” Questioned Chuck

“Yeah, I think Larkin might have told her something after his surgery. She was by his side with him most of the night. He might have shared something with her that he couldn't or wouldn’t with us around.” Growled Casey.

"You think what she learned from Bryce is huge? Something that she couldn’t share due to the fact it can kill everyone who knows killed types of information.” Asked Chuck.

Casey shrugs “Don’t know. But I will find out. However,Chuck Bartowski, you will do nothing.”

“Wait, What?’ Says Chuck with a little anger “The hell you mean I will do nothing.”

“You're a civilian now, kid.” Say Casey in a placating tone. “You can’t get involved. If there is anything going on, I will handle it. There will be consequences if you get involved.” Casey places his hand on Chuck’s shoulder. “I got it Chuck.”

Chuck’s shoulders sag as he let’s a breath, nodding his head. “I know Case, I know. It's just...”

Casey grunts “I get it kid. You're not the type to sit in the side lines when someone is in trouble, especially if it’s someone you care for. But in this case, you have to back off. Beckman will use this as an excuse to forcibly recruit you back under the CIA. Let me handle it. Besides, if Walker won’t talk, I’ll get it from pretty boy Larkin when he is transferred here in a couple days. Believe that.”

“OK.” Chuck nods. “In that case, I’ll see you later Casey.” Says Chuck. Chuck walks to the table and picks up both the car keys and folder. He starts to turn to leave, but stops and looks at Casey. “By the way, who convinced Beckman to give me the car? I half expected her to have it destroyed.’

Casey Grunts in humor “You have Larkin to thank for that. Originally, Beckman was going to have it destroyed and sent you on your way with nothing, but Larkin argued against that. Saying that if it wasn’t for you, he wouldn’t be here and the Intersect would most likely be the Ring’s hands. So Beckman decided to give you the car as payment. Larkin wanted the CIA/NSA to pay you in cash as well, but at the time, he was still recovering and didn’t have the strength or the stamina to fight Beckman on it.”

Chuck snorts. “Yeah, that’s the Beckman I know. Nice to know that you and Bryce got my back.” Chuck looks at the keys, shakes his head and starts to walk away. “I’ll see you later Casey.” And heads up the steps. Casey looks at Chuck as he walks up the stairs. “Yeah, later kid.” And starts walking back into the castle to find Sarah and find out what’s going on.

Unbeknownst to both men, this would be the last time they would speak or see each other in quite some time.

Echo Park: Burbank, California 2014. Late September: Chuck Room, Now

A beeping noise is heard from the computer snapping Chuck out of his memories. He turns to it and realizes that it's time. Chuck quickly puts down the picture and goes to his desk. He taps a few keys on the keyboard and the screen splits into three images. The first one was Roshni, who was smirking at Chuck with her signature sunglasses on, the second one is Chuck’s Father, Stephen a.k.a. Orion, who was softly smiling at Chuck, and surprisingly on the third one was the one and only Grimes clan.

Carlos, Miko, Sue, and Tendou. Everyone smiles at seeing Chuck. That right, Chuck's ideal that night was to bring them in. As Chuck, Sarah, Casey, and Bryce pretty much went to war against the Ring at Roark’s, Stephen went to the garage and met with Carlos to explain everything. After a lot of yelling and a right hook that Stephen knew that was coming (but was surprise that it was Miko of all people who threw it) Stephen sat everyone down and explained everything that’s been happening to Chuck, the dangers that he’s been through because of it, Stephen reasons why he had to leave, and the plans that been in place to help Chuck escape. Needless to say, learning the hell that Chuck has been through, the lies that he had to tell to protect them, and he may have to go into hiding for the rest of his life to survive, not taking it too well was a massive understatement.

Carlos' face was stone cold, rage and sorrow reflecting in his eyes. Miko was weeping, her hands over mouth, sobbing. Tendou's face was also stone cold, but tears were running down his face, and Sue was also weeping, her hand over her mouth, but her eyes reflecting pure rage. When Miko demanded where her ‘son’ at, Stephen was very reluctant to tell them, but one look from Carlos, Stephen spilled on what was happening at the moment. Hysterics immediately set in as everyone tried to contact Chuck but were unsuccessful. Stephen had to calm everyone down and tell them to trust Chuck. That he would be OK and he will get back to them. When Chuck contacted them a few hours later, Sue demanded that he “Bring his fucking ass to the garage right now” and he quickly complied. When Chuck showed up, still wearing the combat gear, the M9 and in a BMW M3 E46, the reality of the situation settled in. Carlos reached Chuck and gave him a massive hug, tears running down his face, thanking god that he was OK. The rest of the family joined soon after, crying.

Once Roshni was contacted via Sue’s laptop, Chuck filled in the details of that night including his conversation with the Director of the Ring, which horrified everyone and confused Stephen. When asked about his confusion, Stephen explained that the Director is a cold blooded, soulless monster who does not care about life, only power. That the conversation was completely out of character for him. Chuck states that the conversation was completely pleasant with the Director, even stating that the Director respected him and was looking forward to when Chuck would come out of his ‘retirement’ leading to even more confusion on Stephen's part. Roshni theorized that either the Director was acting to get on Chuck’s good side and recruit him to the Ring (Which Chuck confirmed that it would never happen) or the Director himself was ‘quietly replaced’ with someone else and now they are running the Ring. This disturbed Stephen, since it made the Ring unpredictable and even more dangerous. He stated that he needed to confirm Roshni theory A.S.A.P after the meeting and have everyone be on their guard.

Chuck explained his ideals to everyone after everyone settled down. Essentially, he wanted to modify plan 2 and needed Carlos' knowledge of LA and expertise in cars for plan 2. Plan 2 was still the escape plan, but Chuck wanted the truth about everything to come out to the public when he makes his run. The Intersect, Beckman, him being forced as an asset against his will, the Ring, everything to the U.S. public and the press. Only Sarah, Casey, and Bryce would be spared from this due to Chuck wanting to go after all the main players in this. If the plan went off in a hitch, he can disappear for time and come back later to claim his life when it’s over. A few more things were hashed out that night including Miko demanding Chuck to go thru martial arts training, essentially her family’s art of Kenpo Karate, so when the time came, he could defend himself properly against any threat that came his way. When Chuck tried to decline this, Miko flat out glared at him and in her own words “I’m not taking no for an answer Chuck. I’m not going to bury one of my children. Starting next week, you will be here on every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday for training, young man. And in those days, you will live, breath and shit Karate. Is that understood?” Chuck nodded so fast that he swore that he got whiplash from it. But back to the present.

After greetings were done, the group got right to business. “So..” Roshni began “I’ll believe that everyone has seen the video?” With the confirmations and nods that see got, she continued. “Then I will pass it to Stephen to give us the sit rep on our new ‘friends’.

“OK” Images of the Latina woman and second blond pop up on screen. “The ladies that I like to introduce to you are CIA Agent Zondra Rizzo and CIA Agent Amy Mills. Along with Agent Walker and Agent Miller they were part of an elite spy group called Clandestine Attack Team Squad or the CAT squad for short. They were considered one of the best spy teams of their time. Beckman must have put them back together, hoping they can continue what they left off with the Intersect.” Stated Stephen.

“What caused the break up?” Ask Tendou. “A successful team like this disbanding would turn heads and have questions asked.”

Stephen answers “It was believed that a mole had infiltrated the group, causing the break up. It was once believed that one of the agents was compromised, however ‘new’ information had come to light and cleared all four agents, bringing the suspicion to the handlers of the squad.”

“Wait.” asked Chuck “Handlers? As in plural? I thought protocol for the big three were stated that only one handler can be assign to an agents or a group of agents?” Stephen nods his head “And normally you be right son, but Graham got into a pissing match with both the DEA and NSA during the founding of the group. Both the DEA and the NSA wanted their own people involved in the project. So mental and physical tests were created to fill the slots and allow DEA and NSA to have a chance to put their people in. In the end, agent Miller got in for the DEA, but no female agent in the NSA was able to pass the tests for the group. Beckman still wanted a presence in the team, so she pulled some strings and was able to put a handler within the group for ‘observation’ for the future. While the DEA put there own handler within the group to work alongside the CIA counterpart stating that Miller was DEA and it was their right to do so.”

Chuck facepalms at the explanation. “In other words, the CAT squad got compromise due to the stupidly of the alphabet agency's involved by putting too many handlers in the group and because of that, one of them got turn on one of the missions that they were on and they have no clue who it was due to the confusion. And to make matters worse, not one of the big three wants to take responsibility for the screw up that they caused.” Chuck takes a deep breath, then looks at his father. “Quick question thou, who was the one who found the ‘new’ evidence clearing all four agents?” “It was Beckman who was the one that brought the ‘new’ evidence in.” Stephen answered.

“Of course it was.” Said Chuck in a flat out deadpan sarcastic tone. “That’s not suspicious, not. at. all….” Everyone on screen snickered at Chuck’s response. “I assume that we are looking into the ‘new’ evidence that Beckman provided?”

Roshni nodded. “Oh yeah. Stephen and myself are looking into it right now and will keep you guys posted. But for now, let’s finish the introductions, Stephen?”

“Our third ‘friend’ is CIA agent Daniel Shaw. He’s termed by his superiors as a ‘super spy’. Highly decorated, he was put in charge of the new Team Intersect by Beckman and is the to go guy expert on the Ring and is considered by the CIA and NSA to be the one to take down the Ring.”

“Wait, before we continue, the CIA calls this guy a super spy? Who the hell calls somebody that?! That’s the most conceited thing that I’ve ever heard.” Exclaims Sue. “I know the dude looks like the guy from Superman Returns, but still..”

“Well, Shaw is a lot of things but super is not one of them. Borderline insane however, is a big possibility.” Stephen states grimly.

“What do you mean Stephen?” Asked Miko a concerned look gracing her features.

“Shaw has failed his psychological tests for field work multiple times due to his obsession with the Ring.”

“Obsession? That’s a little extreme, is it dad?” Asked Chuck.

“I’m afraid not son. Shaw’s obsession stems from the murder of his wife, Evelyn which Shaw believes the Ring was the responsible for and is hellbent in revenging her. However, It wasn’t the Ring that did the hit but the CIA.” At that statement, everyone’s eyes widened in shock. As the group starts to realize the dangers of Shaw being in the Intersect team, two thoughts hit Chuck like a punch to the gut. “Dad, Why did the CIA order the hit and who gave the orders for it?” Stephen takes a breath and answers Chuck. “Evelyn Shaw was killed due to evidence retained by the CIA that she was a double agent for the Ring and was leaking information about the Intersect project. The one who order the hit...was Graham, Chuck. Meaning the one who pulled the trigger..” Stephen begins, but Chuck finishes his father's sentence. “...Was Sarah.”

Stephen nodded. “It was her red test. Once she passed it, Graham let her loose on his enemy's, starting her reputation as his wild card enforcer.” Chuck lowers his head and sighs. Rubbing his face, he lifted his head and asked. “Dad, how bad were the psych reports?”

“Bad. It was stated from one of the therapists that if Shaw ever found out the truth, he would turn and become rouge. Seeking his vengeance in the process.” Says Stephen

“Damn.” Exclaims Chuck. “Dad, is there any way for you to contact Sarah, Casey, or Bryce and warn them about Shaw?”

“I can try to contact Bryce, but I can’t guarantee he will get it. As the current Intersect, his movements are being monitored. Not as bad as you were, Chuck but it will not be easy.” Chuck nods, knowing that’s the best that they can do right now.

“You think this Shaw is going to be trouble down the line Mi hijo?” Asked Carlos. A look of concern on his face.

“Yeah.” Said Chuck “I have a very bad feeling about him papa. He will be a problem down the line, I just know it.” The look of concern and intensity on Chuck's face showed everyone that Chuck was very concerned and serious about Shaw. Chuck couldn't shake the feeling that Shaw and himself will face off as enemies one day. And somehow and someday it would be at a very personal level when it happens.

“We’ll keep an eye on him, Chuck.” Said Roshni. “But for now, let’s continue. Carlos, Sue, Tendou, Miko, you're up.

“OK. As you all know both the BMW and Monte Carlo are known to the CIA and NSA. So to combat this, The plan is going to be in two parts. The first part is that we are going to pull a little old fashion bait and switch on them with all three of Chuck’s cars.” Said a grinning Carlos.

“Wait, what?” said Chuck. “A bait and switch? Three cars? I don’t have another car.” Exclaimed Chuck. With a big grin, Sue answers “You do now little bro.” And brings up a picture of the car. As Chuck sees it, his jaw drops. “Guys, no way...Is that…” “Your graduation present. Sorry it took too long, but I figured you wouldn’t mine Mi hijo. Meet your namesake, Chuck.” Said Carlos.

“The Black Ghost itself…” Indeed. The picture on the computer is the legendary street racing car, the 1970 Dodge Challenger R/T SE. With its 426 Hemi V8, this car dominated races in Detroit in the 1970’s, earning the nickname ‘The Black Ghost’. And now it's Chuck’s new car.

“How?!” Yelled Chuck, who is in complete shock right now. “You have Tendou to thank for that.” Chuckled Miko. “He has a friend in the Midwest that does barn finds and he found her in rough shape. It took Carlos a while to get her back on her feet so to speak, but yes Chuck, she is all yours.” “Guys…” began Chuck, but was stopped by Tendou. “Chuck, it's OK. You deserve this. She’ll be here when you get back and when you do, we can go crazy like in the old days.” Chuck simply nodded his head, tears in his eyes.

“I hate to be the downer on this.” Roshni said with a sad smile. “But we do need to get back on track.” Everyone nodded and cleaned their faces. Afterwards, Carlos continued. “Now as was saying, Chuck you will be using the Challenger in races to let people know that you have a new whip. With any luck, word will spread and the CIA and the NSA will learn about it.” Explained Carlos “Now the Challenger is modified and updated for today’s street racing, so it will easily keep up and beat anyone that you take on, so you will have no issues if something happens and you have improvised on the fly in the Challenger. The first part of the plan is to flat out confuse your chasers with all three cars. Chuck, you will drive to the junk track’s main garage, acting like it's a normal day. When Roshni and Stephen set it off the plan and our ‘friends’ show up to pick you up, Sue, Tendou, and yourself will take off from the junk track in one of the three cars and spit from there. The windows will be tinted for all three cars, so they will not know which one you're in. The first part is you three are being chased around downtown LA  and be complete pains in the ass. Your main goal is to get here.” Then Carlos brings up a picture of the destination.

Chuck blinks in surprise at the picture. “The LA Convention Center?! How did you guys get that place?” Chuckles were heard throughout the screen “Later Chuck.” Said Sue. “Let dad finish first.” Carlos continued “Head to the South Hall Truck docks and go in. Once inside, the second part can begin.”

“And that is?” asked Chuck

“A scrambled, Chuck!” Exclaimed Tendou. “With a little bait and switch mixed in.” Chuck eyes narrowed in confusion and intrigued. Wondering where this is going.

“You will switch again to another car waiting for you. Other drivers will take over the Challenger, BMW, and Carlo and will drive them out. Sue and Tendou will switch to their own cars and act like blockers to help sell that Chuck is in one of the cars.” Carlos stated. “This is the car that you will leave LA in.” And brings up a picture of a car.

Chuck immediately recognized the car “A 1996 Mazda MX-5?”

“Yup.” Said Sue. “Everyone knows that roadsters are not your thing and since the MX-5 is considered a beginner’s car, it’s the perfect car for you to disappear with.”

“The car will be fully upgraded by Carlos, so if you run into some trouble, you can do your thing and get away.” Stated Stephen. “Your new identity, paperwork for the car and 100.000 dollars in cash will also be in the car. With any luck and all the confusion that will be happening, you should be able to slip out and head out of the city with no one wiser until it’s too late. Questions?”

“I have two.” Said Chuck. “What’s my destination and how the hell did you guys get the convention center?”

A chuckle is heard from Tendou. “To answer the second question, you have Hector to thank for that. That boy has some serious connections.”

“Wait, Hector is involved?” asked Chuck

“Somewhat.” Answered Sue. “As far as he knows, your being forced into something by the government and they are not taking no for an answer. So he spread the word and everybody responded, Chuck. The whole scene got your back.” Chuck just simply smiles and shakes his head.

“As for your destination, you will be going and hiding at Ventura Bay, California.” Said a grinning Roshni.

“VB? Ain't that too close for comfort from ground zero so to speak?” Asked a confused Chuck.

Roshni simply chuckles at Chuck’s expression. “VB is going through major city construction for all it’s seven major districts right now and it won’t be completed until late 2016. Nobody is going to pay attention to someone moving in right now due to the chaos and problems that the citywide construction is causing within the city itself. This will allow you to slip in and blend into the city easily. Allowing you to stay underground and out of sight.”

“There is an old warehouse in the central business district in downtown VB. Stephen and myself bought it for you so you can live in it. We are converting it into a living loft/garage for you as we speak and it will be ready in about two weeks.”

“OK.” Said Chuck. “I just got one more thing to ask about.” “And that is Chuck?” Asked Stephen. “The hard drive that was recovered by Team Intersect. Is there any way that we can access it?”

“Funny thing you should have asked about that Chuck.” Said Roshni “Stephen has already taken a look at the protection of the hard drive via the back doors we still have in the Castle and he recognizes the programming.”

“Really? Dad?” Asked Chuck.

“The programming is an experimental AI interface that needs a digital key to access any information on the drive. The problem with the AI is that it's very flawed and if you know where to poke so of speak, you can gain the information on the drive without the AI knowing.” Said Stephen

Chuck eyes widen at the prospect “Please tell you got something that can do that. Any more information that we can get from the Ring to cripple them even more would be perfect.”

“Roshni and myself are working on something right now to do that. We should be able to get access to the files on the drive around mid October.” Said Stephen. “Before we finish this up, there are two more things that need to be addressed.”

And that is Stephen?” Asked Miko.

“The first one is an important one. Beckman will be in town a week before the Buy More opening.”

“Really? Beckman is going to be in LA? Why?” Asked Chuck

“To set her trap on you, Chuck.” Stated Stephen “She is going to pose as a general manager, so when you walk in for a job, she will spring it on you. But she will never have the chance. That when we strike.”

“The date Dad?” Asked Chuck.

“The first week of December, That’s when we hit.” Said Stephen. “Which brings up my second point for the night. Ellie, Chuck. It's time for her to know.” Chuck takes a deep breath and rubs his face, nodding. “I know, it’s time. But if we bring Ellie in, we have to include both Devon and Morgan in as well.” “We know, That’s why I invited Ellie, Devon and Morgan for dinner this Saturday night. Said Miko. “Stephen will be there as well, so we can break the news to them. Everyone here knows that Ellie is not going to take it too well so, I’m going to need everyone’s help on this to calm her down.” Says Miko.

“Don’t worry ka-san, I’ll be there to help.” Said Chuck. “If that’s all, then let’s log off and get some rest. We are going to need it.” With that statement, everyone agreeing with that and a quick reminder to Chuck from Carlos to bring the BMW to the garage for tilting and to pick up the Challenger, everyone logged off. Chuck laid back into the chair and rubbed his eyes. Knowing in two months, he’s going to flip the proverbial bird to both the CIA/NSA and the Ring and watch the insanity that will follow. Looking at the time and feeling his stomach rumble, Chuck got up and to get something to eat. His thoughts turn to Ellie and how is going to take the news that Saturday.

Later that night, Chuck’s room

The room is dark, with only light coming from the window A.K.A the Morgan door. Chuck himself, in bed sleeping. Suddenly the window opens slowly and a figure steps in the room. The shadows obscuring the person's face, the light coming from the Morgan door show that the person has a feminine figure, revealing them to be a woman. The woman turns to look at Chuck and has a small smile that graces her lips, her eyes showing a look of mischief, but with a look of longing and something more that the woman was not ready to admit yet, but deep in her heart, she knows what it is. “Is this what you felt every time you look at him Sarah?” The woman thought. “This deep longing and desire mixed with lov...no I can’t say it.” The woman shakes her head. “I can’t do that to Sarah. He’s hers. Isn’t he? She gave him up, broke his heart, and for what. The job? To make sure he didn’t become a spy? It didn’t work. Beckman is making sure of that.” The woman rubs her face with her hand. A quick look at the desk right beside the window causes the woman's eyebrows to perk up at what she was seeing. A T-shirt with shorts with a note on top of it. A quick read of the note causes the woman to giggle and look at Chuck fondly. “Always the gentleman, are you Chuck.”

The woman looks at the note again, then Chuck, her eyes in deep thought. Then suddenly with a nod, she makes her decision. She pockets the note and grabs the clothes left for her. But a thought hits her and a wicked gleam goes to her eyes. She takes the shirt and sees it’s long enough for her plan. Leaving the shorts on the desk, she goes to the side of the bed and starts to take off her clothes. Striping until she was naked with only the shadows of the room protecting her modesty. Then she puts on the shirt, which goes down to her knees, barely. She quickly pulls out her hair from the back of the shirt, with a flash of red reflecting in the moonlight. She goes into the covers and snuggles up to Chuck, with Chuck himself instinctively wrapping his arms around her. There the woman feels safe, protected, and dare she thinks it, loved. A smile gracing her features, loving the feeling every time she had done this. “Sorry, Sarah.” The woman thinks before she drifts off. “But you had your chance. Now it’s my turn.” She snuggles even deeply into Chuck. “Chuckles is mine…”

A/N: Gee, I wonder who this mysterious woman is? Hmmm…. “The crowd starts throwing vegetables at the author for trying to be a little shit” OK, OK, OK!!! Chill!!! I’m joking, sheesh. But seriously, if you guys have figured out who it is. Cool, you get a cookie. If not, then to wait until the next chapter. It’s starting to heat up y’all. Until then later!!

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Chuck Vs. Need For Speed 2015

A chuck/ Need for Speed crossover fic

A/N: Remember when I said the Fic will go to M at a later date? It’s happening now. Warring to all there is a lemon in the Fic. See A/N at the end for more info.

“Hello” normal talking

“Hello” Inner thought

“Hello” Computer text

“Hello” Talking in camera/Phone/video

“Hello” Video feed

USA location/Flashbacks

Season 2 A/U ending, with elements of Season 3 and 4 with NFS: Heat and NFS: Most Wanted mix in. Enjoy!!

I don’t own Chuck or Need for Speed.

Chapter 6: Hell has just froze over: The Femme Fatale Spy and her Nerd

Echo Park. Burbank, California 2014. Chuck's Room: Morning. Chuck’s Bed

The sounds of morning greeted Chuck as he stirs awake and snuggles next to the person laying next to him, enjoying the wa…..Wait a minute…. Chuck eyes springs open and quickly looks down at his sleeping partner, hoping it wasn’t Morgan, sleeping in El buffo….again. ‘Shudders’ Chuck has yet to recover from the trauma from the last incident. Or Ellie as well. When He woken up that morning to Morgan a la El buffo, he let out a scream of horror at the sight that Chuck admits was not of the manly side. Of course, it was that scream that alerted Ellie that something was wrong and rushed into his room to see what was happening with her little brother. And of course one look at the situation that was in front of her when she rushed in had her let out a scream of horror that pretty much deafen Chuck about a good part of the day. It also didn’t help the situation when Captain Awesome popped in during the middle of the scene, took one look at the whole thing, read it wrong, and congratulated Morgan for letting it hang loose so to speak. This of course made Ellie snap and started to chase Morgan with a frying pan around the apartment complex. Although, watching Ellie, with Devon hot on her heels trying to stop her, chasing Morgan around the complex with a frying pan, cussing him out with language that even make John Casey blush, for the horrifying sight that she had to witness, when said offender was desperately trying to pull his pants up while running for his life was a very funny sight.

Seeing the familiar red hair under his arms, Chuck lets out a sigh and shakes his head. Luckily for him, Ellie and Devon have the morning shift today and are already gone. But something told him if she was to walk in and see this picture, the squeal that she would have let out would have deafen the entire complex. Seeing the peaceful face of Carina Miller, the femme fatale DEA agent sleeping in his arms brought a smile to his face. Hell, if you would told him that it would be Carina that would be one to get him back on his feet, help him to move forward from Sarah and the others, and would have become his close friend and confidant, he would wonder if you were on something or flat out drunk.

Carina joining him in bed so to speak was a very recent thing that just happened a couple of months ago. She calls it ‘being with my giant teddy bear’. Chuck of course rolled is eyes at explanation and Carina being Carina but, it but something in his gut told him it was something more. Well, he hoping it was at least it something more. The tension between Carina and himself was something that was growing fast. He can tell Carina was feeling it as well and her action spoke louder than words. A touch there, a hug being longer and neither one of them wanting to break it, the looks. All of it screamed that both of them has deep feelings for one of other. He just hope that he would have a little more time to build up the courage to tell her. Beckman has very lousy timing to pull this BS off so soon. As Chuck looks at Carina, he reaches over with his free hand and slowly moves Carina's hair and slowly caresses her face with his fingers. A small smile graces Carina sleepy face as she snuggled closer to Chuck. The last several months has been crazy, with Carina being his rock and vice versa. They grew very close, hell closer that he was with Sarah when she was his handler. Lending an ear when it was needed, hanging out, finding out each other's hobbies. Hell, It was quite the shock to Chuck that he found out that Carina was a bit of a gamer and has a love for Disney movies. The last one he found out by pure accident when he busted her humming songs from both The Little Mermaid and The Lion king. He found it cute as hell which he told her. Her face turn bright red as her hair and told him to shut up which made him fall out laughing. She told him that she has a large collection of both at home in DC. Learning that her favorite game of all time is Final Fantasy 7 and her favorite Disney films were Beauty and the Beast and The Little Mermaid. The Trust between the two grew so deep, that Carina bite the bullet so of speak and told him her real name, where she grew up, and asked him to only use it when they are alone as sign of trust. After that, they became almost inseparable. “Who would have thought that the femme fatale, spy’s don’t love, red hurricane that is Carina Miller or Tara Aine Johnson of Boston would save my butt from the ‘blue period 2.0’ and become the person I trust the most on this planet. To think, this all started when She showed up to kick my ass for ‘breaking’ things off from Sarah. Funny how life works that way.” Thought Chuck.

Echo Park. Burbank, California 2014. Three weeks after the battle at Roarks Instruments

“Well, this is way harder than last time. I thought getting your heart ripped out a second time and smashed into little pieces would be a bit easier but nope, It just as bad, if not ever worst than last time.” Thought Chuck. It has been two weeks after everyone from Team Intersect had cut off contact from him, Chuck was at a very low moot point. Even though the training that he was receiving Miko and the racing that he had been doing for his long term plan helped keep his mind off on what happened, he was still dangerously close going into his second blue period faze. It didn’t help that when Ellie found out that Sarah left him, she went ballistic, wanting to find her and give her a piece of her mind for leaving her brother for an ‘old flame’. (Hey, he was a bit pissed at Bryce too.) Taking her out of that was ‘fun’. It also didn’t help that had to make something up on the fly for Casey when Ellie learned about his leaving. The excuse that he was able to make was that Casey that he got a better job offer in another state and had to leave immediately and couldn’t say his goodbyes, which bummed Ellie a lot. Nevertheless, Ellie was in ‘mama bear’ mode and it was not helping Chuck at all. He was in the living room at the moment, looking at a jug of cheese balls, a tub of candy, and a 6pk of beer on the table and was debating to say fuck it and give in when a knock at the door. Confused, Chuck walks to the door and opens it only for a perfectly manicured hand to grab him by the shirt and pull him outside to see two very angry blue eyes of a certain redhead DEA agent. Looking mad as hell.

“What did you do?!” Demanded Carina. Scared and flummoxed, Chuck looks at Carina, “wha…” Carina shakes Chuck and brings him closer “Don’t ‘what’ me asshole! What did you do to Sarah!” Even more confused and now getting a little angry, Chuck answers “The hell you mean ‘What I did do to Sarah?’ I didn’t do anything to her. I haven’t seen her in weeks.”

“Bullshit!” Yelled Carina “Sarah has not been herself. She is even more cold hearted than before I first met her years ago! All about business and not giving a damn about anybody! She is not even opening up to me or any of her old friends/teammates who have known her for years. She only confided in Casey and Bryce and is always a moody, pissed off bitch. What did you do Bartowski?! Cause I swear if you broke her heart, I’m gonna break you in half!” Demanded Carina.

“Me?! Break ‘her’ heart!” Chuck exclaimed “I didn’t do jack shit! She broke it off with me!”

“What?” Said Carina, very confused at the statement “What the hell are you talking about Bartowski?!”

“She called me one day and said she wanted nothing to do with me.” Explained Chuck, tears started to form around his eyes, thinking about that day “Said that I meant nothing to her and I should forget about her. That everything that she ever said to me and did was for the cover and nothing more. That I was a loser from the Buy More and I will amount to nothing.” Flabbergasted, Carina looks at Chuck with shock, her eyes widening. Her spy training and her personally knowing the man herself told her that Chuck was indeed telling the truth. “Oh...my god Sarah...what did you do girl. What the fuck did you do?! Why the fuck would you say that stupid bullshit! The hell are you thinking?!” Thought Carina as she watched Chuck face twist into anger, sorrow and heartbreak. Letting him go, Carina looks at Chuck with sadness and pity, knowing that her best friend just broke one of the decent, good men that she ever meet. Carina tried to call out Chuck to apologize but he simply turned around and went back to the apartment. Carina quickly followed Chuck into the living room and saw all the food items on the table. Chuck quietly sat down on the couch and stared at the 6pk in front of him, tears running down his face, saying nothing. Carina joined him and looked at the broken man in front of her. Chuck stares at the beer for a good long while before he speaks.

“When I was kicked out of Stanford due to Bryce and Jill left me, I went into a downward spire. For five years, I just didn’t give a damn. All I cared about was getting drunk, pigging out on junk food, being a total drain to those I love, just not…. Being there, you know. Just a waste of space. Didn’t want to care, not give a fuck, didn’t want to be hurt...again.” Stated Chuck. “Lucky for me, my family never gave up on me and with time dragged me out of my funk. When I meet Sarah for the first time, I thought something between us just clicked and I truly thought that she felt the same way. Hell, I gave her my mother’s bracelet, one of the last things I had of her at Christmas to show her how I felt for her. I guess that show how much of an idiot that I am.” Says Chuck, tears starting to come down his face. “I mean, what's wrong with me? Time after time, I get screwed over by the people that I love and trust and I wonder why? Why me? What's wrong with me that says to people to use me and treat me like crap. I...I just don’t know anymore. I just don’t want to be hurt anymore. I just…” Chuck stops, the emotions of the whole situation starting to get the better of him as he puts his hands over his face.

Carina looks at Chuck with sadness, not knowing what to do. This whole situation was new to her. Normally, she avoided relationships like the plague, following the mantra of spy’s don’t love and never get attached, but this was different. Unlike the reputation for being a loose cannon and was willing to ‘go all the way’ for the mission so to speak, in reality she was very picky who she chose to be with. Sure she had lovers in the past that she allowed in her bed and is a bit of a party girl, but she never whored herself out for the job. Any seduction missions that she had to do and applied that she went all in so to speak, was in fact a special Midnight dart that she had an old friend from R&D whip up for her. Its effect work just like a normal Midnight dart but stimulated the effects of afterglow of sex, even down to the muscle fatigue.

But when she learned of Chuck and Sarah and the possibility of having a normal relationship shocked her. Sarah Walker, the Ice queen herself was in love with somebody and that chosen person was a lanky nerd that worked at the Buy More? At first Carina thought this guy was able to pull a fast one on her friend and went out of her way so to speak to confirm that this guy was a fraud only it didn’t go that way. Not only did Chuck prove her wrong, but impressed her during the whole mission for the Nadan-i-noor. And if she was honest about herself, she was a bit jealous of Sarah for having the one thing she thought was impossible to get in their line of work. Finding a guy that you can trust and not trying to get into your pants 24/7 was non-existed in this line of work. For Sarah to find a guy, but a guy who deeply cares about her and wanted to get to know her for her, the term ‘lucky bitch’ had crossed her mind more than once. Especially when she got to know Chuck every time she paid a visit to LA to see Sarah when she was not on missions or vice versa. And learning not only it was over but it was Sarah herself was the one to end it and to do it in such a brutal fashion shocked her to her core. Sarah was a lot of things, but she was never this cold to someone she cares about. Never. This new attitude of hers was disturbing and if Carina was honest, she was going to call out Sarah on it and have a sit down with her. But now? She was going to knock Sarah ass out for this. This cold-hearted bitch bullshit act was hurting people and it needed to stop. Right now. “Sarah, I'm going to knock your ass out for this bullshit! What the fuck are you thinking! Hurting Chuck like this. He’s the last person you should be doing this horseshit to!” Thinks Carina

As she contemplates this, trying to figure out why would Sarah do this, she see Chuck reaching for a beer, a defeated, dead look in his eyes. At this sight, something in Carina tugs at her heart and snaps. She reaches out and stops Chuck. “No Chuck. Don’t” Carina says softly. “It's not worth it. Don’t go back to that place. Your better than that.” Chuck looks at Carina, tears running down his face. “Carina….” Chuck starts but Carina stops him “No Chuck, don’t talk. Listen to me. You are not a loser. You have done things that save this country and the people you love at the risk of your own life. A loser would never do such a thing. I don’t know why Sarah told you that bullshit, but you are not and never will be a loser. You are in fact one of the best man that I have ever had the pleasure to meet. You deserved so much better than you have given.” Says Carina, looking at Chuck in his eyes “I want to understand something, I am your friend and I will never turn my back on you. I don’t why Sarah did this but its her lost. But I will never do what she did. I promise.”

Chuck looks at Carina with wide eyes, stunned at the proclamation. “Carina…” Chuck begins, but Carina shushes him “Hush, Chuck. It's OK. Come here.” and pulls him in a hug. At this move, Chuck hugs her back and starts balling. Carina in turn, hugs him tighter, tears falling down on her face. Saddened and hurt that one of the best men that she has ever met has been hurt and his heart ripped out by her so-called best friend. No words needed to be said. Just two friends comforting each other, taking solace in one another.

Echo Park. Burbank, California 2014. Chuck's Room: Morning. Chuck’s Bed

“You know that if you start thinking that hard, you're going to get winkles.” An amused voice enters Chuck's ear, as he looks down to see Carina Awake. “Morning Carina, sleep well?” Asked Chuck with a smile. Carina grins at Chuck “With my big teddy bear right here, you bet.” Chuck rolled his eyes and looked at Carina and noticed something different with Carina. Something in her eyes told him that this morning was going very differently than normal. The twinkle of mischief that always showed in Carina eyes had something more. Something that was only reserved for him. They both stay together in bed in a comforting silence, neither one not willing to get up, but knowing that they have to.

“You know we have to get up, right?” Chuck finally says. Not wanting to, but being the responsible one of the duo. A sigh came from Carina. “Yeah, I know. But I don’t want to.” Says a pouting Carina. A chuckle came from Chuck. “I know, but we both know that you have to check in at the Castle before they send someone to find you and I got to the Garage to run an errand for Carlos.” Say Chuck. Carina once again sighs “I know..” Sensing Carina's mood, Chuck rubs Carina back, knowing that she is down at the moment. Absentmindedly, Chuck comments “Well, at least you’re wearing the clothes I gave you for bed.” With a tone of mischief and humor, Carina answers “Am I?” “Uh oh…” Thinks Chuck as he quickly looks up at the table that he sees where he put the clothing for Carina and sees the shorts still on there. “Carina...please tell me that you are at least wearing your bottoms.” Asked Chuck. A giggle from Carina confirmed that little tidbit. “Woman, are you trying to kill me?” Ask Chuck which causes Carina to burst out laughing. “Ahhh….Chuckles, I would never do that.” Says Carina when she calms down “Make you go cross eyed and forget your name temporarily in bout of lovemaking yes but, kill you? I would never do that. Not my teddy bear.” Teased Carina.

Chuck red in the face, rolls his eyes and tries to get up but Carina stops him. Chuck looks down at Carina and sees her face get serious. He looked at her questioningly. “Carina?…” Started Chuck but Carina put a finger on his lips. “How long, Chuck.” Asked Carina. Chuck, confused and a little befuddled, asks “How long?…”

“How long before you have to leave Burbank do to Beckman trying to bring you back in.” Asked Carina. Wide eyed, stunned and shocked Chuck looks at Carina like she had grown a second head. “How the hell did she knows?!” Thinks a panicking Chuck. “Umm….C..Ca...Carina what are you taking a...about?” Asked a very nervous Chuck. Carina looks at Chuck, with a look of sadness in her eyes “I’m a spy, Chuck, it’s my job to suss out and discover secrets. I know you have been in contact with your father due to the fact that Beckman has made it no secret that she has been ordered by the President to try to bring you back in the fold. So I know your father has warned you about her plans, so I need to know how long before you have to leave.” Stated Carina, looking down. Chuck looks at Carina and can tell that she is not happy with this conversation or the situation that he’s in. “She doesn’t know about the plan, well not in its entirety. She just thinks that my dad got something cooked up for me to go into hiding from Beckman till it all blows over.” Thinks Chuck. Chuck looks at Carina and comes to a decision. “You can trust her Chuck. Tell her. She has the right to know.”

Chuck lifts Carina's head to see in her eyes and to let her know the importance of the conversation, he uses her real name. “Tara, It’s a little more complicated than you think.” And starts explaining everything to her. His first time hacking the CIA/NSA networks to find a way to remove the Intersect, Casey orders on killing him when the Beta Intersect was active, getting help from Roshni and his dad, forming the plans, etc. By the time he was done, Carina was flat out speechless.

“Holy shit Chuck, that’s insane! How the hell Graham, Beckman, Casey, and Sarah didn’t see it is beyond me, but my god, your a god damn natural at the spy game!” Exclaimed Carina whose face had a mix of excitement, wonder, pride all directed to him. “How the hell Graham and Beckman can call themselves ‘Master Spy's’ and not see what’s in front of them is nuts! And they….they tried to….” And all of sudden, Carina got very quiet. Too quiet. “Tara?” A very concerned Chuck called out, but one look at Carina had Chuck worried. Carina’s face had gone stone cold, her eyes going full ice. “...and they ordered your death like it was nothing…” Her voice barely contained the rage that she was feeling. “They ordered Chuck’s Death. She ordered Chuck’s Death to Casey. That fucking fat cunt of a General order the death of the man I love. This will not stand….”

Before Carina can get up, Chuck, sensing what Carina was thinking, grabs her by the shoulders, holding her in place. “No Tara, she is not worth it.” Chuck says calmly. Carina doesn’t move but states “Let me go Chuck.” Her shoulders tense, her anger and rage bleeding off of her in waves. In response, Chuck wraps Carina in a hug, letting her know that’s he here and not letting go. This move makes Carina tense for a second, before curling up to Chuck, her arms going over Chuck, returning the hug. Her whole body started to shake.

“No Tara, I won’t let go on a suicide mission to kill Beckman. If the plan works, she won’t hurt anybody ever again.” Stated Chuck. Chuck can feel Carina’s body shaking, her tears falling on his shoulders “Chuck please, let me go. I can’t take that chance. If she hurts you, I’ll….” Says Carina, her voice shaking, full of emotions. “No, Tara, I can’t.” At this point, Chuck makes a bold decision and follows his heart. Consequences be damned. “I won't let the woman I love get herself killed.” At this statement, Carina goes completely still. A gasp can be heard from her. Carina quickly pulls away from the hug to look at Chuck, her eyes wide and her mouth partially open. “Chuck...did you say that you are in love with me?” Asked Carina. Her eyes showing hope, longing, and confirmation of what she just heard. “Please god, let me hear him right. Please don’t let this be a dream…” Thinks Carina.

“In for a penny, in for a pound Chuck.” Thinks Chuck. “Yes, Tara Aine Johnson also known as Carina Miller, I am deeply in love with y…” Chuck never finishes his statement due to Carina tackling him to the bed, pinning him to it and starting to kiss the hell out of him. No more words needed to be said, everything was out in the open. The kissing became more passionate, more aggressive, as Carina was frantically trying to remove Chuck clothes with Chuck himself aiding her. Carina shirt soon joins the pile and both start to explore each other, learning about each other in an intimate manner. Soon after, Chuck enters her, with Carina moans filling the room, both going at a loving but frantic pace. Both of them looking into each other's eyes as both thrust vigorously within each other. Their love of each other shining through their eyes as well their actions. Their body’s glowing with sweat as they continue with their love making. Soon, Chuck started to feel his release and began to warn Carina but her answer was to wrap her legs around him, letting him know it was OK and to go all out. Embolden, Chuck’s pace quickens, the slapping of the skin echoing in the room with Carina matching the pace. Chuck looked at Carina as both their eyes started to dilate, both feeling their release when Carina said “I love you Chuck. Make me yours, now and forever.” and with that statement Chuck felt himself come undone. Spilling himself inside of Carina, with her following him soon after. Their orgasm rips through them. With one thought going through their heads. “Heaven”

Chuck rolls to the side, as to not crush Carina and pull himself out of her. Moaning at loss, Carina follows Chuck lead and looks at with a loving smile. Chuck lazily kisses Carina, pouring his love into the kiss. Carina in turns follows, enjoying the afterglow and being with the man she loves. However sadly as it is, all good things do come to an end. A beep from Carina phone goes off, letting her know that she just got a text message. Growling at the interruption, she quickly checks her phone and sees it’s from Sarah telling her get her ass to the Castle asap. “Oh course our moment gets interrupted. And the Ice queen herself doing the honors. I’m going to enjoy knocking Sarah ass out when we spar next time.” Thought Carina as she puts the phone down. “I need to report to the Castle.” Carina states, clearly not happy that the mood was ruined. Chuck looks at Carina and takes his hand and caresses her face. Carina leans in to the touch and starts kissing said hand in a loving manner. “We bringing Ellie, Devon and Morgan up to speed on Saturday night during a family dinner. I want to tell everyone about us as well.” Said Chuck. Carina looks at Chuck and nods “I’ll be there.” a beat later “How long do you have to go underground?”

“Six months to a year, if the plan goes off without a hitch. When it's confirmed that everything works out, I’ll come back to LA. After that, we prepare for The Ring, if they decide to come at us.” Says Chuck. Carina nod at the explanation “And you are going underground at Ventura Bay due to the city construction going on.” Chuck nods at that tidbit. Carina thinks for a second before coming to a decision. “Six months Chuck.” Chuck looks at Carina with confusion. “I giving the plan Six months to do it’s thing, then I’m coming to find you.” Chuck looks at Carina with surprise and before he can say anything Carina stops him. “I’m not waiting anymore than that. Do you know why? Because, once I find you, I’m dragging your ass to Vegas to make an honest woman out of me.” Stated Carina in no nonsense voice. Chuck jaw drops at the decoration. “Tara, are you asking me to marry you? '' Carina looks into Chuck eyes “Yes, Chuck I..’ Carina never finishes her sentence as it was Chuck this time that pins Carina to the bed, kissing the hell out of her. When Chuck stops for air, he looks at Carina, straight in her eyes. “I declare and promise this to you Tara Aine Johnson, I am yours and you are mine, for all time and no one will stand against us as long as we are together.” Carina, tears in her eyes, nods and says “And I declare and promise this to you Charles "Chuck" Irving Bartowski, you will never be alone. You ride, I ride, you fight, I fight, your enemies are now my enemies and no one will come between us.” Both look at each other, knowing the seriousness of the vows that just said, and one moment both seal it with a passionate kiss that will evolve into something more. A vow that declares their love for one another and a warning to those who seek to destroy it. For if you come at them with ill intent, get ready for a war you won’t win.

Later that Morning, Downtown LA at Grimes Auto Garage

An M3 BMW pulls up to the entrance of the garage and Chuck steps out. Carlos, Tendou, and Sue are there to greet him and all three of them can see that he’s walking with a bit of limp, has the biggest shit eating grin that they ever seen on him and dare they say it, was glowing. Confusing the hell out of the trio. “Chuck?” Asked Sue “Are you OK little bro?” Chuck looks at Sue “Oh yeah Sue, I’m just feeling incredible.” With the biggest smile that he has, Chuck takes a look around “Is it a beautiful day.” He says as he walks into the Garage, leaving all three Grimes baffled and confused. “Umm, dad, Sue, did that just happen?” Asked a confused Tendou. Carlos nods his head “Yeah, it did. He’s acting like he just got laid.” Stated Carlos. Sue nods her head until it hits her. Her eyes bug out at the thought that just hit her “Oh my god….he did….” said Sue. That also makes both Grimes men go bug-eyed at decoration and look at Sue, as all three of them realize the truth, Chuck just got laid. “CHUCK!!” Yells Sue, as she quickly walks to the garage with both her brother and her father hot on her heels. Not wanting to miss the grilling..oh..um...cough...I mean the questioning, yeah, the questioning of Chuck of the lucky lady that he is with. That both men meant, of course.

Later that same Morning, Burbank, at the Castle.

It was a normal day for Team Intersect. Work for the CIA/NSA/DEA task force continued at the castle as normal. Casey was at the armory, doing his normal weapon check, Amy was with Bryce, looking at intel pictures to see if anything was triggered by the Intersect, Zondra was on the computer, checking on the last Intel they have received, and Sarah and Shaw were going over paperwork. Everything was normal, Until they heard a voice singing in the background, coming from the stairs.

“I wanna be where the people are

I wanna see, wanna see 'em dancin'

Walking around on those, what do you call 'em?

Oh, feet”

Heads immediately shot up with looks of confusion on every face. “What is that?” Asked Sarah. Looking around the room for answers. Amy pipes in “I don’t know, but the song is familiar.” As she says this the sing continues only getting closer and louder.

“Flippin' your fins, you don't get too far

Legs are required for jumping, dancing

Strolling along down the, what's that word again?

Street”

“Wait a minute, I know this song.” Stated Zondra. “And I think I know who is singing it” Everyone turns to Zondra at that declaration who has a look of disbelief on her face.

Casey looks at Zondra "Well who is it Rizzo, don’t keep us in suspense.” Zondra looks at Casey and says “It from the Little Mermaid, and take a guess who the only one that’s not here right now.” At that statement, eyes shot up and Team Intersect realizes they are missing someone. A certain red head. Amy mouths ‘No way’ and is in shock, Bryce has a ‘what the hell’ look on his face, Sarah has a look of ‘Are you fucking kidding me’, Shaw is straight up confused and Casey has a look of horror on his face. As one, everyone turns to see Carina walk down the stairs, singing

“Up where they walk, up where they run

Up where they stay all day in the sun

Wanderin' free, wish I could be

Part of that world”

Carina stops to see everyone looking at her “Hey guys, sorry I’m late. Traffic.” Say Carina with the biggest smile that the whole group has never seen on her. “Give me a minute and I’ll be right with you.” And started to head into the back. Everyone says nothing as they observe Carina passing by, noticing four things about her. She has a very slight limp when she walks which is hard to see due to the fact she looks like she is walking on air, is glowing and has the biggest shit eating grin on her face. And furthermore, she is singing...well humming now, but still. As everyone watch's Carina walk into the back of base, one thought is on everyone's mind about the situation that they just saw “WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!”

Later that day, at an undisclosed apartment in LA

A cell phone goes off on a desk. A hand reaches out and takes it. As the person answers the phone it is revealed to be Bryce who answers it “Hello?”

“---- ------ ----------”

“Yes the thing with Carina this morning was very weird and no I don’t want to know the cause of it.”

“------- ---- --------- ------”

“Slow I’m afraid. Beckman hid much of her dirt when she became the director of NSA, but my sources have said that they are close to finding what we need.”

“---- ------- ----- ------”

“To be perfectly honest, no I don’t agree with what you did, but what is done is done. We could have used his help on this but you had to pull that play on him.”

“---------- --------- ------ ----------- ------”

“I understand it was done for his protection, but he doesn't know that. That little stunt you did could have destroyed him. You should have talked to me and Casey, It didn’t help that Casey had to leave him high and dry like that due to Beckman.”

“------- --------- ---------- @#$%@ ---------”

“Easy, no need to cuss me out. I’m on your side. I am just saying it is not going to work out the way you hope. I have known him longer than you and trust me, he can and has held a grudge before.”

“----- ----- -------- ---------- ----- -----”

“That where you are wrong, I’ve seen it. He’s one of the best men that I have ever met, but he’s no saint. You will have your work cut out with you. Not only that, you are forgetting about Ellie and Sue? You will be lucky if you can get out of that little problem with just a bloody nose.”

“- ----- ----- --------- ------”

“Yeah, that's a possibility as well. Like I said, you went completely overboard with it and it may have cost you him. Like I said before, you should have talked to me or Casey, before making that call.”

“---- --------- ---------------”

“I don’t know I should. He most likely pissed at me as well.”

“--- ----------”

“Really, did you forget what Casey told us before we brought him in?”

“$#&%”

“Yup. But listen, what you did can be considered what Jill did to him only 10 times worse. I understand the reasoning, but you have realized you may have lost him because of this.”

“----- --------- ----------”

“Then all I can say on that matter is good luck on getting him back. Listen, I am going to contact Casey and see if his contacts in the USMC have found anything. I’ll see you at the Castle tomorrow.”

“--- ----- ------”

“See you in the morning, Sarah. Good night.”

A/N: Sorry guys, the combination of the holidays and myself moving out of my old home, was the main reason it took so long. Word of advice, If you got to moved, don’t do it during the holidays, it makes it ten times harder than it should. As stated from the top I just did a lemon and it was my first one. I didn’t want to make it too explicit and try to keep it in the guidelines as best I can, so I wrote it as a style of a romance novel that’s trying to keep it R rated. (I hope) As you can see things are starting to ramp up even more and we are heading for the ending of the first part of the fic. Next time, the Dinner and then a time skip to the day before d-day so stay tuned for that.

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Chuck Vs. Need For Speed 2015

A Chuck/ Need for Speed crossover story

A/N: The dinner was going to be next, but a couple of little bunny's popped into my head and I figure why the hell not. Let’s see the other side of thing shall we and check in with an old friend. Do note, this chapter dose go a bit dark.

“Hello” normal talking

“Hello” Inner thought

“Hello” Computer text

“Hello” Talking in camera/Phone/video

“Hello” Video feed

USA location/Flashbacks

Season 2 A/U ending, with elements of Season 3, 4, and 5 mixed in.

I don’t own Chuck or Need for Speed

Chapter 8: Did I do the right thing?…….Did I?….

Mason 23, Los Angeles. Late September 2014, late night. Room 832.

Mason 23. The unofficial home of Team Intersect. It was deemed by the CIA and NSA that the hotel was never compromised when Sarah was staying and was give the full security upgrades when Sarah was stationed when Chuck had the Intersect. So to kill two birds with one stone (and the CIA and NSA are cheap bastards when they need to.), they had everyone on the team booked in the hotel on different floors. Orders were to stay in contact only by phone when at the hotel to avoid suspicion and to leave at separate times when heading to the castle. And only to break this rule and meet up in the hotel when an emergency pops up. As we go to room 832, weeping can be heard inside the room.

On her bed, Sarah Walker, A.K.A. The Wild Card Enforcer, A.K.A. The Ice Queen is currently curled up at the headboard. Knees up, sitting, hugging herself, crying. Muttering can be heard from her. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I had to do. To keep you safe, I had to. I saw what were you becoming. What she was planing….. Forgive me, Chuck. Please…”. For this has been her routine ever since she cut ties with Chuck. For several months, day in and day out, she played the cold-hearted bitch that she was known for. Knowing that her reputation as the Ice Queen would help sell it. All to fool Beckman. To make her think that she is being a good soldier that’s she is known for. To make her think that she was loyal. To make her think that she didn’t did give a fuck about Chuck and only cared about the mission. But the act was killing her from the inside. Sarah Walker was a master of a lot of things. Killer, spy, con artist, assassin, but master of her own heart and feeling, she never was. She only knew how to buried them and lock them away when needed. It’s only when she was alone that the dam breaks and everything floods out. Every night, she sat on her bed, crying with the same thought going thru her head over and over. “Was it worth it? Was it? To hurt Chuck? To possibly lose him to someone else.”

Sarah knew of the gambit that she was playing. The risk that she took to protect her friends and the man she loves, but Sarah believed it was the only play at the time. She knew that Chuck may never forgive her for what she pulled, something that Bryce had warned her about. Both him and Casey were against pushing Chuck out of this. For doing this play. Someone of his skills and talents could have been useful and he was their friend. He deserved better and everyone knew that. Sarah knows that what she did was and can be considered 10 times worse than what that bitch Jill did to him at Stanford, but they didn’t see in what she saw was slowly happening to Chuck if he stayed in this life any longer. The coldness. The detachment. The lying. The uncaring nature about death. All signs of being in the spy life. The darkness of this life itself brings. She saw that same darkness that has dominated most of her life was starting to creep into Chuck, slowly turning him into something that he’s not. Something that she never wanted for him. She didn’t want this life for Chuck. Her pure Chuck. So she started to look for ways to keep Chuck as he is and try to get him out. She made sure any talk of Chuck becoming a spy was stamped out fast and taboo. Sarah did not want Chuck to become the very thing that she was since she was 17. Something that was dangerous. Something dark and deadly. A killer. A murderer. A…. monster. Then she learned of the Truth of the Ring via Bryce. The Truth about this whole shadow war that she was fighting in. Of what Beckman was planning for Chuck and her involvement in the whole thing and its creation. Everything… the truth… and it scared her and for Chuck.

April 2014: Kaiser Foundation Hospital, Hospital Room, The aftermath of the Chase. The next Morning

As the sun rose on LA, shining threw the blind in the room, a constant beeping was heard in the sterile hospital room. Bryce in laying in the hospital bed, hooked up with every medical machine you can imagined as Sarah looked on in sadness as she worked. She was working on a laptop, filing her report for last night. Bryce was incredibility lucky that he survived last night. The doctor said if the bullet was five inches closer to his liver, then he would have been dead in 15 minutes. “Last night was an eye opener for sure.” Thought Sarah. “The Ring….for them be involved with Fulcrum is not surprising, but to be this entrenched in a major business like Roraks….shows how much they have penetrated the system. We have a long fight on our hands.” Then an annoying thought hit her as she remembers the actions of a certain nerd. “Chuck, you have a lot of explaining to do” As she contemplated the events last night, she saw that Bryce was starting to wake up. Sarah quick got up to her seat, grabbing a cup of ice chips in the process and moved to Bryce’s side.

“Bryce… Bryce, can you hear me?” Asked Sarah. Bryce stirred as his eyes opened. “Sarah? Is that you?”

“Yeah, it’s me,” Sarah said with a smile. Bryce slowly tries to sits up, but hisses in pain. “Easy Bryce, you just got out of surgery.” Bryce nodded in pain as Sarah helped him sit up. “Where Chuck and Casey?” “Casey is at the front. He’s working on getting transport for the castle. After last night, he’s not taking any chances and handing it personally. And Chuck is at home.” Bryce nods at the information and relaxes. He looks at Sarah and sees a look that he’s very familiar with. A look that said ‘spill now or else!’ “Yes?…” Bryce began.

“Chuck…” Sarah started..

“Yes?”

“The Driving, his skill of it and all the so called street connections that he has.”

“OK, and?”

“How! I mean get the Kingon, you two are huge nerds.” This gets Bryce to roll his eyes “Which by the way, I will be learning it so you two don’t pull that crap again.” Bryce snickers at this “But him being a driving savant just does not compute!”

Bryce lets out a sigh “Sarah, he kind of explained the whole thing last night at the underground garage.”

“Not good enough Bryce, now spill and how the hell is Carlos involved in all this?!”

“Carlos was the one who taught him Sarah.” This makes Sarah's eyes go wide in shock.

“Wait, what?! Carlos taught him?!”

“Sarah, Carlos was an amateur track racer before he was a mechanic. Hell before even that, Carlos was one of the best street racer in city in his time. He didn’t just teach Chuck how to fixed and put cars back together, but also taught Chuck how to drive and race. Is it so hard to believe that? You know that Chuck worked for him in his shop when he was 14 and does considered him a son. Is it so hard to believe that Carlos wanted to pass what he knows to his kids?”

Sarah sighs “No, it’s not. But Chuck never showed that type of driving skill to me or Casey.” At this, Bryce gave Sarah an annoyed look. “That's because you or Casey never allowed him to show it. Knowing you two, you probably throw him in the back and tell him to stay in the car all the time.” By the blush that Sarah was showing right now, he hit the issue on the head. He popped an ice chip in his mouth and continued “Look, when it comes to cars, Chuck is one of the best. If it wasn’t for his passion for computers, he would have most likely been a pro racer in NASCAR or Formula F1 by now. He’s that good. You just have to trust him.”

Sarah glares at Bryce. “I do trust him, Bryce. I just don’t like the fact that this was kept from me.” This little statement pissed Bryce off a bit. “HE Didn…” Bryce began, frustrated at Sarah, but stopped himself from yelling. He took a deep breath before he continued. “He didn’t keep this from you Sarah. It was there the whole time, in your face. If you actually looked, you have seen it a long time ago. Besides, if he did keep this for you, can you blame him? He was being watched by Casey 24/7 with no privacy to speak of and was treated like he was one of the bad guys by two government agencies that should have been protecting him and should have his back in the first place on day one!”

Bryce knew he hit a nerve by the way that Sarah eyes glared at him, blazing in pure anger, but he knew by the way she was clenching her jaw, she wouldn’t say anything due the fact he was right and she knows it. He knew that the whole ‘Chuck being the Intersect’ should have never happened. He knew it, she knew it, and every US agency that was involved in the Intersect program knew it too. But it did happen and now they are dealing with the aftermath of the whole mess. Bryce knows that he once again, he fucked up Chuck life big time. Having no choice but to send the Intersect to Chuck, along with getting him kicked out of Stanford would haunt Bryce for the rest of his days. Even more now since he put Chuck in the middle of this war. And now with the new information that he was able to retain about this shadow war with The Ring made his guilt even more profound. But, he would be Damned if he allowed anyone else to try to harm Chuck anymore.

Taking a deep breath, Bryce calmed himself. He knew that he needed Sarah’s help, so he had to defuse this. “Look Sarah, I don’t want to get in a fight with you about this. So let’s put this on the back burner for now, I have something you need to see asap.” Still pissed but a little intrigued, Sarah nodded her head, motioning Bryce to continue. “Go to the closet and get out my left shoe” Sarah quickly goes to the closet inside the room and finds the bag with Bryce clothing inside of it, finding said shoe inside the bag. With a quick check, she finds the heel of the shoe is loose. She moves the heel to the side and sees an USB drive inside the shoe. She takes it out and shows it to Bryce. “Plug it in the laptop and read the first file. Then get back to me.”

Sarah quickly went to her laptop and plugged in the USB drive and started to read the first file. As Sarah read the files, shock started to set, followed by horror. Sarah covers her mouth as she continues reading, her eyes wide in pure disbelief. “What in god’s name….this can’t be right. It just can’t.” “Bryce what the hell is this?! What the fuck is this?!” Sarah exclames. Bryce looked at Sarah, his face set in stone, his mouth thinned. “Keep reading Sar.” were his only words. With a shaky nod, she continued. As Sarah read more and entered the point of no return, the pit in her stomach that started to grow in the beginning, got lower and lower and dropped when she finished. “Bryce….If this is true….then The Ring…” Sarah started, voice shaky, her eyes full of fear but Bryce finished her train of thought, knowing she won’t be able to finish. “Has been around for a very long time and at one point...both Beckman and Graham were once apart of The Ring as one of the Council of Elders.”

Mason 23, Room 832.

Sarah wiped her eyes and took several deep breaths, shaking badly from the memory. Learning the whole truth about this so-called shadow war was something she didn’t like to dwell on. It didn’t help to find out in the files that Graham was dirty from the get go. But the strangest thing from the files that he never used her for his own unsanctioned missions that he was known for. For all intensive purposes, he made sure that any mission or project that she was involved in was fully sanctioned and on the up and up. In fact, he took great pains to make sure that any involvement that she had with the war on The Ring was minimal at best. The only reason she brought her in for the Intersect mission and made one of handlers for Chuck was due to the fact he needed someone he could trust on the field. As she learned more from the files, she found out the plans that they had for Chuck when he still had the Intersect and this put her in panic mode.

Apparently, Beckman was going to introduce an updated version of the Intersect called ‘1.5’ that would allow Chuck to do the same things that the ‘2.0’ would do but to a lesser degree. This would have forced Chuck into service as a spy and allow Beckman to introduce an experimental drug called Laudanol. The drug apparently has the ability to suppress emotions and have the person function at 100%. However the side-effects were dangerous as it made the user an unfeeling, amoral monster that won’t stop until the job is done and took out anybody that was in the way. Friend or foe. Apparently due to the fact that the Intersect worked on getting an emotional response from the user, It was theorized that the drug can surpass that hurdle and have the Intersect function at 100% all the time. Beckman was going to introduce the drug to Chuck and use him as a guinea pig to see how it works on the field. If it was successful, then Beckman would have order to have Chuck dosed on the Laudanol 24/7 and use him as her personal assassin.

Realizing the danger, Sarah agreed to help Bryce. They later brought Casey into the fold when they learned that Beckman was expanding the team with the CATS and Shaw. That’s when Sarah made the decision to cut all ties with Chuck. Both Casey and Bryce were against it, saying that it will be one of the biggest mistakes that she makes with Chuck. However, she went and did it, knowing it could backfire on her badly. It didn’t help that she almost caved in during the call when she heard his pleas to her. But she stayed strong and got through it. It didn’t matter after the call, she ran to the restroom and puked her guts out. Or she has been crying herself to sleep every night. Or she closed herself off on almost everybody except Bryce and Casey. All that mattered was that Chuck was safe and out of this life. That he was not in danger anymore and she can focus on taking down Beckman for good. Afterwards she can find Chuck and tell him the whole truth and start to mend the fences so to speak. But everything went to shit when Beckman announced that she was bringing Chuck back in the fold and had the president backing on it. Realizing that they were running out of time, Bryce, Casey and herself had to scramble and work double time to get the dirt they needed to take down Beckman. Then it turns weird with Carina showing up today, late, singing Disney songs, dancing to said songs, and having the biggest shit eating grin that she has ever seen. And somehow, someway, it felt it was directed to her. As a big ‘Fuck You” to her. She hopping to get an incentive from Bryce earlier tonight since he was good at that sort of thing, but instead it got her thinking about something.

Mason 23, Room 832. earlier that night

Sarah walks to her phone, picks it and hits the speed dial on a well known number she has been using in the past several months.

“Hello?”

“It's me. Before we begin, do you know what happened this morning with Carina? It was very weird.”

“Yes the thing with Carina this morning was very weird and no I don’t want to know the cause of it.”

“Snort” I guess there are some things that even you won’t touch. Anyway how the progress on the dig of Beckman’s past”

“Slow I’m afraid. Beckman hid much of her dirt when she became the director of NSA, but my sources have said that they are close to finding what we need.”

“Then we have to get lucky on this for it to succeed….. Listen Bryce, be honest with me, what I did to Chuck….”

“To be perfectly honest, no I don’t agree with what you did, but what is done is done. We could have used his help on this but you had to pull that play on him.”

“You know why I did it. Beckman's plans would have destroyed Chuck and made him something that’s not. It for that reason why I did it. It was for his protection.”

“I understand it was done for his protection, but he doesn't know that. That little stunt you did could have destroyed him. You should have talked to me and Casey, It didn’t help that Casey had to leave him high and dry like that due to Beckman.”

“So I’m what? Screwed? Like hell I am! I understand I should have talked to you two and the timing of the whole thing was wrong, but Chuck knows me and knows that I have his best interest at heart. I would never intentionally hurt him and he knows that. Did I most likely fucked up? Probably. Can it be fixed? You damn right it can. And I don’t need you or Casey to fucking tell me every single goddamn time how badly I fucked up with Chuck!!”

“Easy, no need to cuss me out. I’m on your side. I am just saying it is not going to work out the way you hope. I have known him longer than you and trust me, he can and has held a grudge before.”

“Chuck holding a grudge? Sweet, lovable Chuck? Are you crazy Bryce? Chuck can’t hold a grudge if it was to save his life!”

“That where you are wrong, I’ve seen it. He’s one of the best men that I have ever met, but he’s no saint. You will have your work cut out with you. Not only that, you are forgetting about Ellie and Sue? You will be lucky if you can get out of that little problem with just a bloody nose.”

“Please don’t remind me. I know I have an uphill battle with those two….. Oh dear god, I forgot about Miko. And I just heard that she got her grand master status about four months ago. She's going to kick my ass, is it she?”

“Yeah, that's a possibility as well. Like I said, you went completely overboard with it and it may have cost you him. Like I said before, you should have talked to me or Casey, before making that call.”

“I didn’t…. sigh I know it’s bad, I understand that. Maybe you can help. Try to get him to listen.”

“I don’t know if I should. He most likely pissed at me as well.”

“Wait, really? Why? Why would Chuck be mad at you?”

“Really? Did you forget what Casey told us before we brought him in?”

“Oh yeah….Shit...”

“Yup. But listen, what you did can be considered what Jill did to him only 10 times worse. I understand the reasoning, but you have realized you may have lost him because of this.”

“I can’t believe that Bryce. I know this will be hard but I do have faith that he will forgive me. I have to try.”

“Then all I can say on that matter is good luck on getting him back. Listen, I am going to contact Casey and see if his contacts in the USMC have found anything. I’ll see you at the Castle tomorrow.”

“Yeah. Night, Bryce.”

“See you in the morning, Sarah. Good night.”

Mason 23, Room 832. Now

Sarah sighed as she replayed the phone call in her head and what Bryce said. Will it be that hard to reconnect with Chuck? She couldn't believed that. She just can’t. She had to believed that everything will work out. She sacrifice too much only to lose it all. But what Bryce said did have some merit. He knew Chuck the longest, being his best friend. So there is a possab….no, no,...no..NO!!! She can’t believe that. He is everything to her. She can’t lose him. She can’t….

Sarah covers her face with her hands, trying her damndest not to start crying again. Chuck and herself will be together, as it should have been from the get go. Everything can and will work out…..unless….There someone else… A dark look flashes in her eyes as she thinks of some bitch taking Chuck from her. “Like hell that I would let that happen. I’ll gut the bitch and let her bleed out nice and slow.” But the more she thought about it, the more she realizes that there was a good chance that Chuck was no longer single. And that thought plagued her badly. It had been several months since she saw Chuck and the possibility of Chuck having someone else in his life was there. “And I doubt that Chuck would be happy if his current girlfriend would ‘disappear’ suddenly out of the blue. Or the agency itself for me using my skill for a personal reasons.” Thought Sarah. “I guess I’ll go with that plan when that skank ass bitch Jill rolled in town.” Remembering both Chuck’s and Jill’s reaction on that little red number she used for the undercover date they had for the Lefleur mission. That little tidbit brought a small smile to her face.

Looking at the clock and seeing that it’s getting late, Sarah rubs her face. Realizing that this train of thought is not going to help right now, she takes a deep breath. “One at of time Walker. One mission at a time. Take down Beckman first, then get your man. It's almost over. Turning off the lights, Sarah lays down. Trying to get some sleep. As it comes, one thought goes through her head as she enters a restless sleep for the night. “We will be together Chuck. Just wait for me please…..”

AN: Like I said, this popped up when I was working on the dinner chapter. In fact this and my second bunny that popped up came from that. Not only that, I felt that we needed a peak from the other side, and I also felt that Sarah was being ignored in the fic, so here it is. Next time, my second bunny gets flexed and then the dinner. Later all.

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Chuck Vs. Need For Speed 2015

A Chuck/ Need for Speed crossover fic

A/N: I've been getting some questions about some of the characters in the fic. That’s understandable due to many people have never played the Need for Speed games. To help you guys out, I’m going to list the characters that are from the game series and the titles that are from that have been mention so far in the fic. Not only that, I’m going let you guys know in the future when an NFS character shows up at the end of future chapters A/N’s.

Characters From the NFS series have appeared or mentioned so far

Roshni: NFS Heat (2019)

Mia Townsend: NFS Most Wanted (2005)

Jonathan Cross: NFS Most Wanted(2005)/NFS Carbon(2007)

“Hello” normal talking

“Hello” Inner thought/speaking in an another language

“Hello” Computer text

“Hello” Talking in camera/Phone/video

“Hello” Video feed

USA location/Flashbacks

Season 2 A/U ending, with elements of Season 3 and 4 with NFS: Heat and NFS: Most Wanted mix in. Enjoy!!

I don’t own Chuck or Need for Speed.

Chapter 9: The “Perfect Weapon” helps out

The Grimes Family Loft, A few blocks away from the Auto Shop, Downtown LA, Late September, Friday afternoon, The Dojo. The Day before the Dinner.

Grunts and smacks are heard as Carlos enters the dojo. A quick check in the middle of the room showed that a full contact sparring match was going on with a referee watching the match, making sure that it did not get chaotic or too aggressive. At a quick glance, the room screams classical Japanese dojo. Wooden floors, polished and clean, weapons that a practitioner of karate would train in are decorated on the far side of the wall. In front of the wall, a small group of people sitting left to right watching the match, all dressed in karate Gi’s. Carlos can see that both Tendou and Sue were in the group, spectating. On the side where the main door is at where Carlos had entered, a small cubby of sandals stood right by the door. Further down the wall he sees lockers for sparring equipment and crash pads for training. At the far end of the dojo, a small shine honing Miko family stands, recognizing her lineage and right to teach her family’s art and the name of said art spelled in Kanji, Shōrin-ryū Kenpo Karate. Across the doorway is where the master of the dojo sat. This is where Miko is currently sitting, watching the match. She was dressed in her white Gi with a red belt tied to her waist. However she was not alone as another man sat beside her on her left. A caucasian man with dark hair, he was dressed in a black Gi, but had patches on sown on the front left side of Gi and his right arm. A red belt with three black stripes also tied to the man’s waist. Carlos, dressed in a traditional white Gi, a black belt tied to his waist, quickly joins his wife by her right side to watch the match that was going on.

Now, normally, a full contact sparring match was a little slow paced at times with a quick burst of action in between. However, the match that was taking place right now looked like it came out of a Hong Kong action film. Strikes being thrown at a rapid pace, with blocks, dodges, and counter strikes being used when the need was called for them. Adding a level of unpredictability and danger to the match. The two combatants were dressed differently as well. One was dressed in a traditional white Gi with a brown belt tied to his waist. He was also wearing a blue headgear, blue MMA gloves, and a clear mouth guard protecting his teeth. The second was dressed in black Gi with a black belt. They too were wearing the same protecting gear as their opponent, only it was red.

At first glance, the match looked like a normal fast paced karate match. With the kick and strikes looking the same. However, to the keen eye, while the styles looked the same, the techniques are very different. The fighter in black was fighting in a more fast, aggressive manner. His arm moving in a linear, circular motion trying to get inside of his opponent guard for a strike to land. The fighter in white, however, was more traditional in his movements but was also moving in a fluid dance like manner. Dodging, blocking, and countering when he could. Both men move in a dance-like manner. A break of the action allows us to see the faces of the combatants. The one in black looks like someone that hangs out on the beach. Blond hair, blue eyes, tan skin, classic Cali looks. He was breathing hard, trying to catch his breath, a hint of frustration forming in his eyes, not believing that his offensive onslaught against this rookie did not work. However, the one in white was in fact our boy, Chuck. Breathing a little better and more controlled than his opponent. His eyes steady, not betraying anything to his opponent. Then suddenly, Chuck moved with speed that his opponent did not predict. Launching his own offensive attack. Chuck's opponent, who was not expecting it, was caught on his back foot, was forced to go defensive, trying to stay alive in the match.

Miko watches the match with proud eyes. A small smile gracing her lips. Carlos leans over to his wife. “How is our boy doing?” Asked Carlos. Miko turns her head slightly, keeping her eyes on the match. “Better than I ever imagined. His potential is staggering, Carlos. The rate and speed that he’s picking up my family’s style is nothing but astonishing. I wish that Chuck would have come to us earlier when he was younger.” Carlos shakes his head, a small smile on his lips. “You know why he never did. He thought it would have been disrespectful to asked since its your family’s martial style.” Miko sighed, watching the match with her neutral expression back to her face. “I should have pushed for it. Ellie too. They are both my kids. It is their right to learn the family style, like Sue and Tendou. And it would have eased my mind a bit if both learned how to properly defend themselves. But now Chuck must learn the family art for survival and that angers me.” Her eyes showing a flash of anger and rage. “いいえ....それは私を怒らせます。私の息子。私の優しくて愛情深い息子は、彼を友人と呼び、彼を守ることを誓った人々によって裏切られ、傷つけられました。” Miko said in Japanese. “彼の心はその青い目、彼を傷つけないことを誓った金髪の雌犬に押しつぶされました。誰が彼に幸福と愛を約束したのか、それは病気の冗談のように彼からそれを引き裂くためだけだった。” She continued. “これは成り立たないでしょう。これは誓います。誰も私の息子を二度と傷つけることはありません。” The tone of her voice displaying her...displeasure at the situation. Carlos places his hand on Miko shoulder. “Peace, mi amore, getting angry is not going to help.” At this time, another voice chimes in on Miko left. “He’s right, old friend. Dwelling into the past and swearing vengeance will not help your son. Preparing him for what’s to come is your best bet and chance for him to survive the oncoming storm that is approaching for him.”

Miko takes a deep cleansing breath and then lets out a small sigh. Then, with a snort, turns her head and smirks to the man on her right. “And when did you get so wise, Mr. Hollywood?” Miko says in a teasing tone. The man rolled his eyes and mock glared at Miko. “Are you ever going to drop that nickname?” Miko looks at her old friend with a teasing smile. “Nope. You're the one who wanted to make movies and be a big movie star. So deal it Jeff.” Jeff sighs and shakes his head. “Yeah, yeah,...oh and it’s Grandmaster Speakman thank you very much.” Jeff says back in his own teasing tone. Miko rolls her eyes and continues to watch the match. “What do you think of my son, Jeff?” Grandmaster Jeff Speakman looks on at the match. “You said that he has only trained for how long? Six months, three day-four days straight every week?” At Miko nod he continues “And he’s at this level already?” Miko chimes in “Well, I think he has some help along the way as well” Looking at both Sue and Tendou, both pointing ignoring the look their mother is giving them at the moment. Grandmaster Speakman chuckles at the antics of his friend and her family and continues. “Well, outside help or not, Miko, my old dear friend, I believe you have a prodigy on your hands.” At this statement, Miko's eyes widened but Carlos' eyes had a look of curiosity at the proclamation.

“I know from what you told me that training him was necessary for his survival and protection, but Miko if you were able to convince him to train when he was 14…..my god, he would have been a monster to go against in the ring or in the streets.” Grandmaster Speakman concluded. Both Miko and Carlos look at their old friend with shock. Knowing that he would not make that big of a proclamation unless he was sure. “Jeff, are you sure? That is one hell of a statement to make.” Said Carlos. Jeff in turn, nods his head. “I’m sure, Carlos. His talent to learn and adapt is not only incredible, but also insane as well. My student, Peter, is one of my best and he’s been training since he was 16. Your boy Chuck, is not only holding his own, but he is giving just as good as he gets. In fact, if you turn your eyes back to the match, he’s about to win.” At this statement, both Miko and Carlos turn back to the match.

Back at the match, Peter is not having a good time. When Grandmaster Speakman asked him to come with him to help an old friend and test one of her students, he did not think that he would be in this situation. To be on his back foot against a brown belt who’s in his opinion, a little green in the ring is pretty shocking to him. Wincing a little, he rolls his shoulders, trying to shrug off the pain he was feeling from the strikes that received from Chuck’s offensive rush. “He doesn’t hit like a rookie as well. For someone to be so lanky, he hits like a damn truck! And his stamina and toughness is insane! What the hell did Grandmaster Grimes teach him?!” Rolling his neck and taking a deep breath, he makes his move. “I need to get back into this, now!” The young man rushes in charging, hoping to catch Chuck off guard and get back in the match.

On the other side of the match, Chuck was catching his breath. Looking at his opponent cautiously, knowing he is not happy at this point. Then suddenly, his opponent squared his shoulders and moved, anger in his eyes. “Oh…... he’s not happy….not at all.” Chuck saw that the anger that his opponent was feeling was clouding his judgment, making him reckless. Chuck knew from experience that anger can blind you and make you do stupid things. More so in a fight. As Chuck's opponent moved towards him, Chuck waited, his eyes narrowing. When he saw the punch, he moved. Moving to the left side, quickly blocks the attack with his right arm and then grabs his opponent's wrist, while at the same time, he shifts his left foot in front of his opponent's legs and pulls. Using the poor guy's momentum, Chuck throws his opponent several feet in the air, using a jiu jitsu technique that Sue showed him. Chuck watched as his opponent slams on to his back on the ground painfully. Knowing that throw will not keep his opponent down, Chuck quickly takes a stance. His right arm extended and his left tucked in, both hands in open palm. Calmly waiting for his opponent to get up. He doesn’t have to wait long. With a yell, the second combatant, Peter if Chuck remembers right, slams his fist to the ground and kick flips up, turns to Chuck and charges, throwing a wild haymaker with his right in the process. Chuck, seeing the punch, slaps the haymaker away with his left and blocks another with his right and at the same time launches a perfect front kick into his sternum. Peter goes bug eyed and bowls over, clutching his stomach, but still standing. Chuck then moves into his space and arm clutches him, wrapping his arms around the back of his neck. Peter, surprised at the move, instinctively tries to grab Chuck’s arms to fight the clutch, but his eyes go wide again as he feels Chuck’s left knee hit the same spot where he was just kicked. This was followed up by a straight right elbow to his jaw, knocking him out unconscious. Peter had one thought going through his head before darkness took him. “How the hell did I lose to him….”

Carlos let out a low whistle when he saw Chuck finish the fight. The whole prodigy thing that Jeff spoke of was not that surprising to him. Chuck was always a quick learner in both the books and anything physical that you put in front of him. Hell, Carlos can admit that Chuck is one of the smartest people that he ever met. Before Miko started to train him, he knew that Chuck can more or less handle himself in a fight. Kinda had to when every little shit who thought they were the biggest thing on the LA streets would target Chuck and Morgan due to the fact they looked like easy marks to push around. It did surprise him that Chuck would pick up street fighting very quickly and handle himself quite well and Carlos thought nothing of it at first. It’s only when the fighting started to become a daily thing that Carlos started to get concerned. When he found out that some of the kids were bucking up to Chuck just to fight him and see how good was, is when Carlos acted and hired both boys to the auto shop. It was one of the main reasons he brought in both him and Morgan to work in the shop when they were kids. To keep them off the streets, out of handcuffs, and to keep their hands clean. Chuck was lucky that he was never arrested due to the fights, but Carlos knew that if he didn't step in, it would have happened.

Carlos turn his head to see both Miko and Jeff in deep conversation, no doubt trying to figure out if Chuck earned his black belt. The way that Chuck handled himself in the match was impressive. It showed how far that he came in a short time. In his opinion, Chuck earned his belt but sadly it wasn’t his call. Turning to look at Chuck, he saw that he was in seating spot in the blue corner. Both Sue and Tendou were whispering to him, no doubt talking to him about the fight. His pros, cons, everything in between, with Chuck himself listening to them with rapt attention. A quick glance at the red corner showed that Chuck’s opponent Peter was up, being attended to by the ref of the match. An ice pack on his face, nursing what's going to be one hell of bruise on his jaw. Carlos let out oof at the sight of the poor boy, knowing that his ego was bruise along with his jaw today, but he knew that it was a learning experience for the young man as well for he truly underestimated Chuck and paid the price for it. Sensing that the talk was over, Carlos turned to both Miko and Jeff and waited for their verdict.

Miko looks to the referee of the match who was still attending Peter. “Is Peter OK, Steve?”

“Yes, Sensei, he’s OK. A bit loopy, but OK.”

“Take him downstairs, so he can relax and recover.” Miko then Turns to the rest of the room to address everyone else. “We are done for the day. Change, head down, and relax. I thank you for coming today. Chuck, Sue, and Tendou, I would like you to stay for a second.”

When Everybody left, Miko gestured Chuck, Sue, and Tendou to sit in front of them. When all three did she began. “So….Who ideal was it?” Looking at Sue and Tendou. “Mom?” questioned Sue, which Miko waved off. “Oh stop acting innocent you two. I’m not mad. I just want to know who ideal to teach Chuck the extra techniques that he used today.” Both Sue and Tendou had the classic look of being busted by a parent and looked sheepish. “How?!” exclaimed Sue which Miko chuckled. “Please you two, I grew up in Okinawa. Martial arts is ingrain and part of the culture there. Now, who?” Asked Miko. Still looking sheepish, Tendou raises his hand. “It was mine, mom. I figured Chuck needed the advantage just in case. We knew that he was facing very well trained people, so I figure that he needed an edge against them just in case.”

Miko chuckled and shook her head. “I’m not mad, but just wished you two came to me about this. I would have helped with that.” Giving a pointed look at both her kids. “But, no matter, Chuck.” Chuck straightens up when his name is called. “Your performance today earned you this.” Reaching to her side, she pulls up a Karate black belt and hands it to Chuck with a proud smile on her face. A grin graces Chuck’s face as he sees the belt and takes it. Both Sue and Tendou start to congratulate Chuck as he puts on the belt, happy that he earned it.

“Does this mean he’s ready for those bastards?” Asked Sue. Giddy at the thought of Chuck taking it to those who screwed him over.

A frown covers Miko’s face as she shakes her head. “Sadly no, he’s not.” Sue's face fell, not happy at the response and Tendou's face was a mix of stress and frustration at the answer. However, Chuck's face had a slight look of disappointment but with understanding on it. “I’ll allow Grandmaster Speakman explain it” Motioning to the man on her left to begin.

“Chuck, with the short time that you have learned in the art, your skill and progress is nothing short of phenomenal. It shows the natural talent that you have.” Explained Grandmaster Speakman, with Chuck listening. “However, three things hold you back.” And Grandmaster Speakman lifts his hand to start counting down. “One, your current skill level. Right now, you can take on any law enforcement official and win. With the big three however, you can take on the low level agents and can win but any one higher and you will sadly lose. Meaning that you must improve and surpass your limits to stand a chance against your enemy. Which brings up my second point. Experience. Or your lack of it. You will be facing opponents who will have more experience in combat and have killed. These people's job is to take down very dangerous people everyday. You must learn to adapt and overcome this by getting better in your skills in the martial arts and start gaining experience in fighting. Only then can you overcome these two flaws.

And the final one, I will tell a story to the point across. Once, long ago, there was a tea master who was known throughout the land for his teas and service. One day, a young warrior came to the tea master’s shop. The warrior feigned insult from the tea master and demanded a fight to the death on the next day. Having no choice, the tea master accepted. Needing help, the tea master went to a master swordsman to seek his help. The sword man told him there was nothing that he could teach him that would enable to win against the warrior. Then the sword man asked the tea master to make tea for him. While the tea master made the tea, he was completely concentrated. Nothing else intruded, nothing else existed, nothing else mattered. When the tea was done, the sword man smiled. He said ‘Tomorrow, face the warrior, sword in hand, with the same attitude. Your mind is empty, ready to face death.’ When the warrior saw that the tea master was completely ready to die, he turned and fled in fear. The one who clings to life, will die. While the one who embraces death, will live.”

Chuck’s face was stoic, but with a look of understanding in his eyes, while Miko, Sue, and Tendou looked on with blank faces. Hiding their warring emotions. “Chuck” Grandmaster Speakman began “if you want to win your life and freedom back, then you must face death head on. Your old teammates are trained, professional assassins. No matter what relationship that you have with them, they will follow orders and do what must be done to complete their mission.” At this statement, Chuck closes his eyes and sadly nods, know the truth of this statement. “To win against them, you must prepare yourself for death. Only then you can survive the coming storm that is heading towards you and reclaimed that was wrongly taken from you.”

With a subtle nod at Miko, she picks up right after him. “The third one is something that you must handle within yourself Chuck, The first two we can help.” Stated Miko. “Due to the short time span that we have, we have to accelerate your training. Starting Monday, you will train five days a week, from 9AM to 6 PM.” Chuck's eyes widen with surprise at the new schedule that he is being told to. “Not only you will continue your training in Shōrin-ryū, but also you will learn the American Kenpo system as well.”

Chuck jaw drops. “The American system as well?” Exclaims Chuck “Do we time for it?”

Grandmaster Speakman chimes in “To learn the basics of it, yes. Grandmaster Grimes here is trained in American Kenpo, so she will still be your Sensei on this. With your natural talent, you can pick up a solid base for it in the time we have. Not only that, I have students that I trust in VB that can finish your training once you get there.”

Miko continues “Sue.” Sue perks up at her name being called. “You will also continue to train him in jujitsu as well. He will need a solid ground game just in case they tried to take him to the ground.” Sue nods her head at this “Hai ka-san.”

Tendou chirps in “And do you need me for anything, ka-san?” Miko looks at the eldest and nods. “You will help me with Chuck’s training in American Kenpo. He will need a sparring partner for this and you can fill in for me when the Hospital calls me in for a case.” Tendou nods at this. Miko looks at the trio in front of her “If there is anything else?” At the head shakes, she continues “Then you are dismissed for the day. Head down stairs and join the others. We will join you all in a moment.”

When all three leave. Miko lets out a shaky breath and closes her eyes. “He needs to be ready when he leaves…” whispers Miko. Carlos, hearing this, goes to wife and hugs her. “He will be, Mi amore. He will be. Have faith in him.” Miko leans into Carlos' hug, taking solace in his words. “Oh he will be Miko.” Grandmaster Speakman chimes in. “We will make sure of it.” Miko looks at her old friend with a smile. “I hope so Jeff, I hope so..” Miko knows that the last two months of Chuck will be hard, but she will be damned if let anyone hurt or dishonor her son ever again. “and If I ever see that blond, blue eye lying bitch ever again, she will know the penalty for harming and dishonoring my family.” Thought Miko as she mentally prepared for a certain dinner that was coming up and knowing that it was going to be a very memorable one.

A/N: And this one is in the bag. Now It wouldn’t be Chuck if you didn’t have a guest star in the show and due to the fact that Chuck loves its action films, I decided to put Jeff Speakman in the fic. Now, if you are a fan of Martial Arts Movies, then most likely you know who he is and know how much of a real life badass he is. For those you don't know, Jeff Speakman is Grandmaster in both American Kenpo and Gōjū-ryū Karate. He was personally trained by Ed Parker Jr. the creator of American Kenpo and is one of his last living students. He became a B movie action star that had a bunch of films starting in the early 90’s all the way to the mid 2000’s before he retired to focus on teaching Kempo. His first film and his best, “The Perfect Weapon” can be seen on Youtube still and in good quality if you want to check out some of his work. Next time, The Dinner. See you all then.

Japanese Translation

“いいえ....それは私を怒らせます。私の息子。私の優しくて愛情深い息子は、彼を友人と呼び、彼を守ることを誓った人々によって裏切られ、傷つけられました。”

“Īe. ... Sore wa watashi o okora semasu. Watashi no musuko. Watashi no yasashikute aijōbukai musuko wa, kare o yūjin to yobi, kare o mamoru koto o chikatta hitobito ni yotte uragira re, kizutsuke raremashita.”

“No.... that enrages me.  My son. My gentle, loving son has been betrayed and harmed by those who called him friend and swore to defend him.”

“彼の心はその青い目、彼を傷つけないことを誓った金髪の雌犬に押しつぶされました。誰が彼に幸福と愛を約束したのか、それは病気の冗談のように彼からそれを引き裂くためだけだった。”

“Kare no kokoro wa sono aoimoku, kare o kizutsukenai koto o chikatta kinpatsu no meinu ni oshitsubusa remashita. Dare ga kare ni kōfuku to ai o yakusoku shita no ka, soreha byōki no jōdan no yō ni kare kara sore o hikisaku tame dakedatta.”

“His heart crushed by that blue eye, blond bitch who swore to never hurt him. Who promised him happiness and love, for only to rip it away from him like a sick joke.”

“これは成り立たないでしょう。これは誓います。誰も私の息子を二度と傷つけることはありません。”

“Kore wa naritatanaideshou. Kore wa chikaimasu. Dare mo watashi no musuko o nidoto kizutsukeru koto wa arimasen.”

“This will not stand. This I swear. No one will ever hurt my son ever again.”

Chapter Text

Chuck Vs. Need For Speed 2015

A Chuck/ Need for Speed crossover fic

A/N: Hey all. Sorry I’m late with this. Everything will be explained after the chapter, but until then, enjoy the all promised dinner.

A/N 2: A small edit has been made to one of Japanese sentence's due to misspelling and  mistranslation. Stupid google translate

“Hello” normal talking

“Hello” Inner thought/speaking in an another language

“Hello” Computer text

“Hello” Talking in camera/Phone/video

“Hello” Video feed

USA location/Flashbacks

Season 2 A/U ending, with elements of Season 3 and 4 with NFS: Heat and NFS: Most Wanted mix in. Enjoy!!

I don’t own Chuck or Need for Speed.

Chapter 7: Revelations and Truths.

Echo Park. Burbank, California 2014. Ellie and Devon’s Room, the night of the dinner.

“OK, something is up….” Thought the elder Bartowski as she checks her makeup in the mirror, getting ready for the dinner at the Grimes household. “I know that going to Miko and Carlos loft for family dinner’s is normally wonderful and fun, but she said that we will have a guest tonight and Morgan will be there as well. Usually it just Chuck, Devon and myself for the family dinner’s. For Ka-san to invite both Morgan and a guest for one of the dinners is telling me something’s up. I hope its nothing bad.” Thought Ellie with a sigh as she continues to get ready. As Ellie continued to prepare for tonight’s dinner, she started to reflect on the last several months that has happened.

Starting with the disaster of her wedding and insanity that came with it due to Ted Rorke barging in the reception with two big, ugly guys by his side, looking for her father, all of them heavy armed with guns, and demanding that he come with him or else. For only seconds later, the CIA, FBI, and DEA to come busting in, storming into the wedding reception like pissed off bulls in a china shop that’s been painted bright red and wrecking everything, taking out the two thugs in the processes and arresting Rorke for being a traitor. It was one of the lowest points in her life until Chuck came in, swooping like a knight in shining armor, made a few calls, got the wedding back on track, and made sure that Dad walked her down the aisle on her big day. Her little brother making sure her childhood dream came true and asked for nothing in return. Chuck is as pure as he can be. She couldn’t be more proud of the man she raised. The honeymoon was perfect and romantic and she thought nothing would go wrong…..

….Then she got back from her honeymoon and learned of Chuck and Sarah’s breakup. And boy, oh boy she was not a happy camper…... At... all…. In fact, all she wanted to do was find Sarah and go completely psycho bitch on her for breaking her little brother’s heart. And she would have done it as well if it’s not for Chuck, Miko, Carlos, and Devon convincing her not to go through with it, saying that she is not worth it. It also shocked and saddened her that Casey had moved away without saying goodbye due to a job opportunity on the east coast. She thought that Casey would have called or left a letter or something for her, but from what Chuck told her, it was out of the blue, last minute, had very little time to prepare and pack, and had to do now due do to the fact that the job was one of those once of life opportunity moments. She also knew that Chuck at the time was dangerously close going into a second “blue period” due to the break up. She knew that Miko had all but dragged Chuck into Karate training. Trying to prevent it and cut it at the pass, but she can see it was not working and he was slowly slipping in. But then one day and to her and everyone’s else everlasting shock and confusion. He pulled himself out of it. He wouldn't say how he did it, but she knew that someone had to come and help him get out of it. Someone who was very close to him to help him knock him out of it and drag him back. For once, even though she badly wanted to know who it was and give them the hug of a lifetime. She didn’t push Chuck for answers, sensing that this was something very personal to her little brother and he wanted to keep it to himself for now. That and a certain piece of laundry she found in Chuck clothing by accident. So she left it be, for now. She’ll drag it out of him later with said ‘evidence’ later.

Then the job interview issues BS started to happen. For some strange, unknown reason, nobody wanted to hire Chuck. A Stanford grad with plenty of experience in his field and no company wanted to touch him with a ten foot pole. It was driving everyone nuts. Both her and Miko secretly tried to look into it but got nowhere fast. She knew that Chuck was working at the garage part time to help out at home, but she can see the frustration on his face every time he came back from one of the interviews. She knew he looked the part, especially with the BMW that he was driving at the time. It just didn’t make any sense. It was like someone was actively blocking Chuck from getting a job, but would have been insane. Who would do that? As she contemplate that thought, a voice rang out for her outside the room

“Babe, have you seen my blue button up shirt? I want to wear it for dinner tonight”  asked Devon as he walked in the room. Wearing a pair of tan dress slacks and a wife beater. “I put in the wash for tonight and it's not there.”

“Yeah it's in the closet. I dried it earlier and got it ready for you tonight.” Said Ellie absentmindedly, deep in thought, not really paying attention at the moment. Devon looked at his wife and saw the deep troubled thought that she was in the reflection of the mirror. Walking to her, he touches her shoulder, a look of concern on his face. “Hey, are you OK?”

Ellie looked at Devon and smiled sadly. “I’m just thinking about the craziness that we went through this year. You know, the wedding, the bad luck that Chuck has been going thru lately….” she trailed off. With a nod, Devon lets out his own sad smile and kisses Ellie on the head.

“Hey, Chuck is a strong dude, he will bounce back from this.” Said Devon, while rubbing Ellie’s shoulders. “But…” Devon continues “That’s not the only thing your worried about.” Ellie sighs and nods her head. “It's dinner. Normally it would be us, Chuck and the rest of the family. Morgan gets in from time to time, but this unknown guest? Something’s up Devon. Something big and my gut is telling me I’m not going to like it.” Stated Ellie. Devon in turn, nods his head. “I know. I’ve been getting that feeling too babe, but we won’t know what is about until we go to the dinner.” Devon leans down and gives a small kiss to Ellie. “So let’s finished getting ready and see what is all about OK?” says Devon as he leans down and gets another kiss “Hey it might be good news, so chin up OK?” Showing off a small smile to Ellie to comfort her. As Devon leaves her side and goes to the closet, Ellie sighs and finishes her make up hoping that Devon was right and she was blowing it out of proportions.

The Grimes Family Loft, Downtown LA, Twenty minutes later

As they pull up to the Loft, Ellie can see that Chuck was already there with his new car that Tendou was able to get for him. As well Morgan with a monstrosity of a car he drives. How in god green earth that Morgan thought it was a good idea to buy, restore, and paint a DeLorean in Buy More Green is anybody's guess, but hey, It’s Morgan. He’s always doing something weird. As Devon parks the car, Ellie sees something out the window that she has not seen in a very long time. A car. But not just any car. A red and black 1968 Boss Mustang. Her father’s mustang. He’s the guest for the dinner tonight? What the hell? How? How did they pull that off? Devon looks at Ellie with confusion. “Babe? Are you OK” He asked. Ellie turns and answers back in a soft voice. “It’s my dad’s car. He’s the guest tonight.” A look of surprise crosses Devon’s face. “Really?” as he looks over to see the car. “You sure.” he asks Ellie “Yeah, I recognize it anywhere.”

“Well, that’s good right?” Ellie looks at Devon with some confusion. “That Miko and Carlos brought your dad over for dinner tonight. They're most likely trying to help repair some of the damage you guys had when he left? That’s a good thing, right?” With a quick thought, Ellie nods her head with a big smile and leaves the car with Devon hot on her heels. “Devon is right.” Thought Ellie “This is Carlos and Miko's way of helping us kids out again in their loving way.” As reaches for the door, one thought hits her. “I was being too much of a worried wart. This will be a good night.”

Ellie's POV. An hour and half later

She needed to learn to trust her gut more. When Devon and herself got to the loft, she saw Stephen in the hallway, waiting for them. When she saw him, it brought a big smile to her face as she raced to him for a big hug. When asking why he was here, Stephen promised to explain everything after the dinner. That right now, he wanted to catch up with his children and make up for lost time at this moment. With the biggest smile that Ellie could muster, she quickly joined everyone else for dinner and had the one that she didn’t have in a very long time. A good meal and good time with her father. Then sadly, the other shoe dropped. So after the dinner, Devon, Morgan, and herself were taken to the living room, with two laptops. One she recognizes as Sue’s and the other, a bulkier black/sliver one with a futuristic design and a glowing green light with a grill on it in the middle of the case. Sue’s laptop was open and a person was on the screen, letting off a small wave once she saw them. Once they were seated and introduced to Roshni, Chuck's old hacker friend from Stanford, the bombshells started to drop. The truth about her mother and father past (Her mom being a spy knocked her thru a loop) the reasons why they had had to leave them, the intersect project and what it does, Chuck getting the intersect and his force involvement with the CIA/NSA, the truth about Sarah and Casey, the plans that Beckman has for Chuck. Everything.

Ellie was a mixed bag of emotions when the explanation was over. Horror, fear, rage, betrayal, and surprising pride cycled through her like a merry go round. The fact her family was broken and torn apart by certain government officials who saw the Intersect as a weapon and not it was intended to be. The same officials who forced their parents to run and leave them for their protection so no harm can come to them. And now the very same people are now targeting Chuck due to his unique ability to use the Intersect at its fullest potential. That her own brother was force to be in dangerous situations due to their fuck ups and not trying to help him to get the intersect out of him because his ability to use it. All for “National Security”. What crock of shit. And let’s not get started on Sarah and Casey. Oh no, Let’s not. Her anger toward them was now pure fuckin’ nuclear. How dare they….How dare they use them like this. She thought of Casey as a friend and confidant and Sarah….. Well, let’s just say that Jill has competition for the top spot on her shit list and leave it at that.

But the most surprising feeling that was going through her was pride. Pride for Chuck for rising to the occasion and saving the day his way. Of course, Chuck being Chuck tried to downplay his role, but both her dad and Chuck hacker friend on Sue’s computer, Roshni wouldn't have it. They explained everything that he did when was with team Intersect. The bad guys he took down. The lives that he saved. And the way he did it. Not the CIA way, or the NSA way, or even the DEA way. He did it his way. When everything was said and done, She bolted to Chuck and wrapped him in a fierce hug, heavily crying, muttering “I’m so proud of you” over and over with Chuck doing his best to comfort her. She felt another set of arms wrap around Chuck on the other side and she saw Morgan hugging him as well, tears in his eyes. Soon she felt Devon join the hug, his face broken and saddened by what he learned. She didn’t know how long they stayed that way, but when she was able to calm herself, she shot a look at both Devon and Morgan. A look that both men recognize. As one, they separated from Chuck, turned to look at the other in the room and together as one said “How can we help.”

General POV:

Intermediately the group got the trio up to speed on the latest intel that they had. Stephen also had Ellie and Devon have a look at the Intersect on his laptop. Wanting their medical background to come into play, Stephen thinks that they can help with a project that can settle the main issue of the Intersect and neutralize it. When asked how, Stephen responded. “I need to make a range device that can remove the Intersect from a person completely and make that person resistant to a new upload or reloads of the intersect. Not only that, if a person was able to get a re-upload, then my programming would make sure that using the intersect would be harder for them to use when they try to call for it at will. All can we do right now is suppress it and in the right circumstances, it can be reactivated with ease. With this device, we can take out Intersect in the equation and make it moot in this war.”

“Would that work?’ Asked Chuck. “You said yourself dad, the human mind is one of the most complex things on the planet and it took you a decade to make a working version of the Intersect that can be safely imprinted to the brain itself. And for that to happen the subject needs to be close to the device that has it. Can we create some kind of range device that can counter it?”

Stephen nods his head “Normally, you be right Chuck, a range device would have not worked due to the complexity of the Intersect, but with Ellie and Devon’s medical background I believe it should be possible for the device to exist. With their help I can create it and make it effective.”

But a voice interrupted Stephen. “And they will not do it alone.” Both men turn to Miko walking behind Ellie and Devon to see what’s on the screen. “Did you forget I’m a doctor as well?” asked Miko looking at Stephen with an eyebrow raised. Stephen to his credit chuckled “No I didn’t Miko. I just figured that you want to focus on Chuck training rather than get involved with this. It’s a lot to go though.” Miko just waves it off. “Ma, Ma, I can handle it.” Touching both Ellie and Devon's shoulders to get their attention. “I want you to bring this to the loft on the weekends, so we can go through it together. That way we will be on the same page and get this solved quickly.” Both Ellie and Devon nod, knowing they are going to need the help for this.

“And me? What’s going to be my role in this?” Asked Morgan. Sue looks at her cousin with a grin “Simple cuz. You are going to be hitting the streets. Working with Hector on the escape plan, making sure no screw ups happened. Getting the drivers set up, putting the word out, everything.” stated Sue. “You're going the represent the Misfits on this and making sure that the crews are ready on the day to rock and roll, so don’t let us down.” Morgan sits up, and being Morgan, salutes Sue for some reason. “Aye, aye captain!” This cause everyone in the room to groan at him.

“There are two lingering issues that still need to be addressed.” Roshni chimed in, trying to bring it back to business at hand. “The current Intersect user and the Ring hard drive in the castle.” Chuck turns to his father, surprised. “You still can’t get a hold of Bryce?” Stephen shakes his head. “The CIA upped the security around him. Since he has the only working Intersect at the moment, they are taking no chances right now.” With a sigh, he continues “Not only that, they are still having issues cracking that hard drive.”

“What about the program you wrote to crack it?” Asked Sue. “Can we send it to the Castle backdoor that Chuck and Roshni created”

“Sadly no.” Answered Roshni. “Beckman orders the Supercomputers at both CIA and NSA to work overtime in an effort to crack it and has order and 24/7monitoring of the whole thing just in case it works.” She states. “If we try to upload anything in the backdoor, there is a very good chance we will be caught. The only way that we use the program is we must be in the Castle physically to plug in the program itself in the drive to make it happen.”

“Is that’s why you're trying to get a hold of Bryce? So he can do this?'' asked Tendou. Stephen nods his head. “That and get him both the Governor and suppression glasses. Until he gets them, he is running on borrowed time right now.”

Realizing that they are short on time and Bryce unreachable at the moment, Chuck realizes this the perfect time to let them know about Tara. “I just hope the don’t fight me on this.” Thinks Chuck “Yelling at me for keeping this quiet is going to be a no-brainer, but I hope that they will listen to me as well.” And with a deep breath, Chuck begins. “I think I know a way to get the gear to Bryce and dad’s program into the Castle.” Said Chuck. This causes everyone to look at Chuck with confused looks. “What if I told you, we have a friend in the Castle. Someone who wants to take down Beckman just as bad as we do.” When Chuck say this, the whole room erupts with a big “WHAT!” This causes Chuck to jump and cover his ears at the yell. “OW! Really guys!” “OK, It's going to be bad.” Thought Chuck.

The room exploded with yelling all aimed at Chuck for keeping this big of a secret from them. “Who is it?” Asked Sue, holding a hand to stop the room yelling and ignoring Chuck's antics at the moment. “And why the hell did you not tell us?” Not happy that Chuck keeps this to himself. Chuck rolls his eyes at. “Relax, I trust them with my life and they saved me from myself. They know what Sarah did to me and did not agree to it. In fact, they were pissed about it.”

“But Chuck, how can you trust them?! Your contact is a spy, Man! Lying is part of their job description.” Stated Morgan. “You know they will try to play you like a Xbox 360 on a hot Saturday night.”

“He’s right, Chuck,” said Tendou. “I’m not doubting you, but these people can and will do anything to get the so-called mission done. How can you tell?”

Chuck can only sigh and fight down the frustration that was building at the moment. Taking a deep breath, he continued. “Because the person in question proved to me multiple times that they can be trusted. Come guys, I have been living in that world for two years straight, breathing it 24/7. I can tell when something is up.” This oh course sets up another argument in the room.

As the argument continues, Ellie looks at Chuck. Normally, Chuck would not be this combative about something like this and would shield away from it. But Ellie can tell that Chuck is getting mad at the others and is a few steps away to getting pissed. He was being very protective about this person. Being very passionate about them. Like he is in… Then it hits her like a bolt of lightning. Chuck is in love with this person. And with the evidence that she has, that this person is a she. As Ellie thinks back on the last several months, she realizes that all the times that Chuck had left the apartment to do some ‘errands’ over the last several nights, were in fact that Chuck was going to meet up with this lady instead. How the hell did she miss this is beyond her, but as she thinks about it more she realizes something major. Something that Chuck just said now “...They saved me from myself...” Ellie could think of the one thing Chuck needed to be saved from lately. ‘Blue Period 2.0.’ This woman was the one who saved her baby brother from himself and pulled him out of the darkness. And now she has his heart and love. Plus what she found in the wash a couple of days ago, that they just became lovers recently. That’s why Chuck is fighting them right now. He’s defending the woman he loves. “Holy crap, That’s why he trusts her.” Thought Ellie. “She did the one thing that all of us couldn't do and brought him back from the brink.” Ellie quickly looks at the argument that is taking place. “OK, I need to stop this right now before it gets out of control and make the others understand why.” Ellie brings two fingers to her lips and whistles loudly to get everyone’s attention in the room. “Good you stop.” Said Ellie “Now everyone shut up and let me talk to Chuck for a moment.” She backs her statement with a glare, daring anyone to say something.

“Chuck…” Ellie started “This person that you are talking about, your contact to the Castle, was she the one that saved you from Blue Period 2.0?” Chuck looks at Ellie stunned and surprised. Mouth open. “I’ll take that as a yes and not only that, you two are together as girlfriend/lover as well, no? That’s why you trust her. You let her be in your heart and you wouldn't be with someone, no matter who they are, and let them in to your heart unless you trust them.”

“Ellie, how did you…” Chuck starts, but Ellie interrupts “I've found something in your wash from a couple of days ago. A pair of panties.” At this statement, Chuck’s face goes deep red. “Now at first, I thought it was leftover from Sarah's when she took her things.” Ellie continued “But then I remembered that Sarah wears and prefers boy shorts while the little number I found was a lot lacier.” She ended with a teasing grin. This of course causes Chuck to groan out loud and soft giggle from Ellie following it. “Why wasn’t she at the dinner? That’s not your style Chuck. I raised you to be better at that.”

“Not my ideal.” Said Chuck. “I wanted her to be here to meet you all toinght, but she thought it would be a bad ideal. Technically she is part of the enemy and would start some issues that we can’t afford right now.” Immediately, the whole room cringed, knowing that this was spot on. “Where is the young lady at the moment Chuck?” Asked Carlos. “I would like to speak with her if I can.” Miko, not missing a beat. “Yes, Chuck. It’s time that we meet this girlfriend of your and for you to inducer her to your family?” “Well...” Chuck began “She said that she had some work to take care of tonight, but knowing her, she most likely worried what’s going to happen here, so she likely ‘borrowed’ some equipment from the Castle and is listing in to us, right now across the street.” Eyebrows rose when Chuck said that. “And she should call me to let me know when she coming up.” As soon as Chuck finished, his phone starts ringing. “Hey honey.” Said Chuck as he answered the phone. He chuckles at the answer he’s giving. “Yeah, it was obvious.” As he listens, Chuck shakes his head, chuckling to himself and quickly looks at Miko, his face a bit sheepish. “Do we have any leftovers? She just had junk food the whole time she was listing in.” Miko chuckles and shakes her head. “I do, 息子, I’ll get it ready.” Chuck smiles gratefully to Miko and answers back in the phone. “OK. I’ll see you in five minuets….. Love you….Bye.” Chuck hangs up and looks at everybody. “Five minuets guys and please be nice.” A chuckle from Sue brings dread to Chuck. “Sorry little bro, but have to know that the grilling is about to begin.” As Chuck sighs, the doorbell rings and Stephen goes to answers it. A minuet later Stephen walks back in with a big smile on his face. “Everyone, meet Miss Tara Aine Johnson.” and walks in Carina.

Morgan goes bug eyed “Holy hot redhead Barbra Gordon! Carina?! Your Chuck’s girl?! How?!” This causes Chuck to let out a “HEY!” at Morgan. Morgan cringes at the yell. “Sorry Chuck, but she is my ex! I think…. That night gets a little hazy at the end.”

“Wait, what do you mean hazy? How your ‘best night’ as you called it hazy” Asked Sue “You were over the moons for months because of that hook up.” Looking very annoyed that she had to bring that event back up. Tendou nods his head in agreement. “He wouldn't shut up about it. I’m just glad he never went into details.” Tendou shudders at the thought. Bemused, Chuck looked at Carina with some humor in his voice “Tara, you didn’t.” To her credit, Carina shrugged with an apologetic bemused smile on her face as well. “Yeah, I did.”

She then turns to Morgan. “Sorry Morgan, but that night didn’t really happen.” with confusion, Morgan answers “It didn’t?” Carina shakes her head and walks over to him. “I use this on you” and pulls out her special midnight dart. “It simulates the effects of sex, fooling the one that it was used on.” Morgan looks at the dart that Carina is showing him. “So that night…” Started Morgan, looking a little crestfallen, his head down. “Didn’t happen. I’m sorry.” finished Carina. “You are a sweet guy and you do deserved better.” Said Carina lifting Morgan’s heads up “But I was in a different, dark, mindset when I first met you, Morgan. I would have been awful for you. Jill level awful.”

This causes Morgan to shiver a little at the example. “Do to your job as a spy, right?” Carina nods her head. “Yeah, there is a saying in the spy business ‘Spy's don’t fall in love’.” A small sad smile gracing her lips. “And I was in that mind set for a good long time, until I meet Chuck and realizes what a load of crap it was.” She looks at Chuck with a loving fondness, her eyes almost glowing with love. “That it was possible for someone like me to find love.” Then she turns back to Morgan. “I am sorry Morgan that I hurt you. But if you do think about it, we really wouldn't work on the long run.” with a knowing look. Morgan, to his credit, thought about it, then nodded his head. “Yeah, your right.” Shrugging his shoulders, Morgan holds out his hand “So, friends?” Which Carina happily accepts with a smile. “Friends.”

“Just two things.” Stated Morgan. “Take care of my boy.” nodding to Chuck, which Carina nods to “And brace yourself for an Ellie hug.” and quickly moves out the way of the human missile that Ellie. Carina lets out a loud “Oof” as Ellie starts hugging the bejesus out of Carina. “Thank you.” states Ellie. Confused, Carina looks at the Brunette in her arms. “Thank you for saving him” Immediately it clicks for Carina and she returns the hug. “Always.” Both women feel a hand on their shoulders and look up to see Chuck with a smile on his face. With a grin, Ellie dislodges herself from Carina and moves to Devons side, so the two lovebirds can have a moment. “Hey..” Said Chuck “missed you” And with a silly grin, Carina parrots back “Missed you as well” and gives Chuck a loving kiss. One that he responds to immediately. A small polite cough sadly interrupts the moment. As one everyone turns to look at Miko with a very serious look on her face. “Sorry to interrupt.” States Miko “But..Tara right? May I speak with you for a moment.”

With a look of concern, Chuck starts to say something, Carina stops him by putting fingers on his lips and softly turns his head. “Its OK.” and gives him a quick kiss before walking toward Miko. And surprising Miko,  deeply bow down towards her and says. “グライムスさん、あなたが私と話したいのはわかります.” Miko raises an eyebrow. “私の息子に対するあなたの意図は何ですか？” With a deep breath, Carina continued. “彼と一緒にいるために. 彼を愛するために\. そしていつか彼の妻になること. グライムス夫人、私にはチャックとの内的な動機はありません. 私はあなたの息子を深く愛しており, 死ぬまで戦い, 息子を守ります.” Miko gives a good long hard look at Carina. Her eyes never changing. Starting at her. こ”れで誓いますか?” Carina also looks back at Miko evenly, with her eyes full of emotion. “はい。そうです. 彼は私のすべてです.”

Miko nods her head “I will hold you to that promised.” Then, Miko cups Carina’s face with her hands. “Welcome to the family.” she says with a warm smile. With tears in her eyes, Carina breaks down crying in happy tears, her face wide as the sun, hugs Miko. A hug that she returns. A collective sigh is heard, as the other quickly joins the two ladies, smiles going all round. “Now I believe you are hungry my dear?” Miko asked. And Before Carina can answer, her stomach lets out a big roar, making Carina go red in the face. Laughter sounds off in the group as everyone heads in as Miko instructs everyone into the dinning room and Sue to grab the laptops so they can finish the business for tonight. So they can plan to end this threat and live in peace.

The Castle. The Next day.

Bryce Larkin was having a bad headache and it seems to get worse everyday. As he rubs his face, he looks around the room and sees that it's just him and Carina. With said redhead working on the computers at the moment. Sarah and Casey are chasing a lead on Beckman at the moment and Zondra, Amy, and Shaw scouting on a potential Ring base. It is just the two of them in the Castle. Bryce was good at reading people, but lately Carina has been acting out of character for a while. Starting with Sarah. Lately they have been at odds with each other. Which confused Bryce due to the fact that both of them are usually thick as thieves and it spelled trouble anytime they got together with the other CATS. But that hasn't been the case. Casey has taken it as ‘There is a god’ and has enjoyed the quiet, while Shaw is intense. Too intense in Bryce's opinion, but what can he do? As he reaches for the bottle of aspirin, he hears his name called out. “Hey Larkin, Catch.” He quickly looks up to a small black bag flying his way. With ease, catches it and looks at Carina with a questioning face. “Orion sends his regards. You got two minuets.” Points to cameras to show it was down right now and walks off. With wide eyes, Bryce quickly opens the bag and sees a pair of Intersect glasses, a watch and a burner flip phone with the message ‘call me now!’ and quickly speed dial the only number on the phone. Not realizing that his life is about to change again.”

(This part is for the fanfiction.net crowd. If you AO3 just ignore this due to the fact that this didn’t effect you guys)

A/N: Hey guys, sorry it took so long for this chapter to pop up but life decided to show up and super kick me in the face multiple times starting with the death of my grandmother back in May. And that was the start of things to come. Now it has finally died down to the point that I can get back on this. Anyway, I do have some good news. I am on AO3!! The pen name that I’m going under is The_rez_01 and the story will be cross posted over there as well. Just in case, something happens. Anyway, the next Chapter is the showdown. Until then, later!

Japanese Translations

息子

Musuko

Son

グライムスさん、あなたが私と話したいのはわかります。

Guraimusu-san, anata ga watashi to hanashitai no wa wakarimasu.

I understand that you want to talk to me Mrs. Grimes.

“はい、お嬢様です.”

Hai, ojōsamadesu.

Yes, I do young lady.

私の息子に対するあなたの意図は何ですか？

Watashi no musuko ni taisuru anata no ito wa nanidesu ka?

What is your intentions to my son.

. 彼と一緒にいるために。彼を愛するために。そしていつか彼の妻になること。グライムス夫人、私にはチャックとの内的な動機はありません。私はあなたの息子を深く愛しており、死ぬまで戦い、息子を守ります。

Kare to issho ni iru tame ni. Kare o aisuru tame ni. Soshite itsuka kare no tsuma ni naru koto. Guraimusu fujin, watashiniha chakku to no naitekina dōki wa arimasen. Watashi wa anata no musuko o fukaku itoshite ori, shinu made tatakai, musuko o mamorimasu.

To be with him. To love him. And to be his wife someday. I have no interior motives with Chuck, Mrs. Grimes. I am deeply in love with your son and I will fight and protect him until my dying breath.

これで誓いますか？

Kore de chikaimasu ka?

Do you swear by this?

“はい。そうです. 彼は私のすべてです.”

Hai. Sōdesu. Kare wa watashinosubetedesu.

Yes. I do. He's my everything.

Chapter Text

Chuck Vs. Need For Speed 2015

A Chuck/ Need for Speed crossover fic

A/N: All I need to say is, Writer's Block sucks!!!!

“Hello” normal talking

“Hello” Inner thought/speaking in an another language

“Hello” Computer text

“Hello” Talking in camera/Phone/video

“Hello” Video feed

USA location/Flashbacks

Season 2 A/U ending, with elements of Season 3 and 4 with NFS: Heat and NFS: Most Wanted mix in. Enjoy!!

I don’t own Chuck or Need for Speed.

Chapter 11: Operation Slay the Dragon: Prelude

Private military/NSA jet code name “Falcon One” flying from Washington D.C. to LA. 6:30 AM. December 5, 2014

In her private cabin in her NSA Military Jet, Brigadier General Diane Beckman was hard at work and at her element. Going through reports, giving out orders, all round being the boss of the NSA. She reveled in the power that her position gave to her. That she believed in her mind mind you, that herself she deservedly and rightly obtained over the years due to the ‘bullshit’ that she went through over the years. Sipping her coffee and looking at the latest reports with gleam in her eyes, she lets out a small smile. Knowing that years of hard work and planning that she put in was going to pay off very soon. That the plan that she put in motion years ago was finally coming to fruition. That the organization called the Ring was finally going to be destroyed, avenging the sight, the humiliations, and pain that was put on her years ago. Not only that, if the plan comes full circle, she will have full control of The Ring, the NSA and the CIA, with all three organization resources under her thumb, allowing her to run them as she sees fit, AKA. The ‘right way’. Making her the most powerful woman in the world and with its resources at the palm in her hand, that she can make the world a better place for the US.

“Finally…” Thought Beckman. "The power that I had once had, the power that was lost and taken by others, will be mine again. The power and prestige that I worked so hard to achieve, that I earned will be mine again!” She thought with a smile, her eyes gleaming almost manically, allowing her to think back on that time. When her story begins.

It started when Beckman was a young woman that just graduated from Air Force Academy with her younger sister Mary a year or two behind her. She and her sister came from a military family with an old school military man for a father who wanted sons, but got daughters instead. Home life wasn’t so bad if you can stand the cold indifference she got every time Beckman saw her father but he did put a sense of duty and loyalty to her country. And above all, the respect for power. Its one of the reasons why she joined the Academy out of high school in the first place. During her time in the Academy she was known for being one of the top students of her year. With the work drive and smarts to prove it. She was also known to her peers to be a “cold-hearted, stuck up bitch” so to speak, with the attitude to prove it. Beckman didn’t care. All she wanted to do was serve her county with a position of power and her so called classmates can go fuck themselves for all she cared. It was also during this time she was reproached and recruited by the Ring.

She learned through the recruiter that the Ring was a shadow ops group within the military/Spy community that was formed after WWII with civilian help in the private sector. Its main mission of the organization is to protect American interest in the world from other political factions and other county's plans by any means necessary and no matter the cost. The Ring was, at the time, a collection of various different wealthy family's, high ranking politicians, and high ranking Military personal that have major influences in the county's military and spy programs She was to be trained to be one of their field agents during the Cold War. She showed the type of attitude, skills, and mindset that they were looking for at the time and was quickly flagged during her academy days. With the main goal to recruit her asap when the chance for it came available.

She accepted the offer and then was sent to The farm of the CIA for training. There she was prepped, trained and groomed to be a field agent of the Ring. And then afterwards, sent out to Germany under the guise of her Air Force assignment, with her main mission was to protect American interest in the east at all times during the “Red wave”. During her time in Germany, she quickly proved herself time and time again as a field agent of the Ring and as a capable officer in her military career, allowing her to shoot up in the ranks in both organizations very quickly. Oh course, there were bumps in the road so to speak. Her quick rise in the ranks in the air force did not sit well for some of the top brass at the time. Some believed that a woman's place was in the kitchen and the home, not in the military. Thinking that she had no right as a woman to shoot up this fast in rank, some of the Generals of the time, started to try to make Beckman’s life a living hell. With the main goal to blackball her from the military and make her an example to other women who dared to do the same thing in their careers.

However, members of the Ring got wind of this plot and put a stop to it. Then, the Ring made it very clear to those who were in part of this plot, that any of them standing in her way in promotion and advancement would be a very bad ideal.  Bad as is for their careers in the military and their personal lives as well. After the ‘talk’ with the Ring, the Generals left Beckman alone and she was free to do her job with no issues.

It was during this period of her life that she became one the top agents in the business. This allowed her to meet some of the other peers who were considered the best in the CIA's missions. It was during one of these missions that Beckman met both Roan Montgomery and Mary Gunter A, K, A the Frost Queen. All three were considered the best of the best and started to work together more often. It was also during this time that she and Mary became very good friends. She was also partnered up with Roan at time as well. They became one of the best spy parring at the time. To Beckman, it made sense to team up with Roan. He is one the best in the game and she was also one best. It was a winnable combination of a team and Their record proved it. She also believed that she resisted Roan’s advances and tamed the Lothario, thinking that anything he threw at her, she could resist due to the fact that she heard it all during her time at the Farm. Of course, with Roan charms and his gentlemanly ways hitting her 24/7, she didn’t last long and soon they were together as a couple.

To this day, Beckman still thinks about him. The times that she had with him were best in her life and she truly believes that he is the love of her life. But sadly, for the sake of her career and her future in the Ring she had to end it. Even though she loved him dearly and was her heart, Beckman didn’t see him as husband material due to his womanizing ways and in 1989, dissolved both the partnership and their relationship and moved on. Focusing more on her career, she went back stateside. She gained a high position in the NSA due to her experience and put the knowledge that she had learned on the field to good use in the organization. When she joined the NSA, she met the two the head programmers of the NSA, Stephen Bartowski and Hartley Winterbottom. They were in charge of the Cyber Security sector for the NSA and was working on a top secret project that she was not cleared to learn about yet. Impressed with their work and knowing their importance to NSA, she asked her old friend Mary to be their handler, not knowing that she just played matchmaker. She had also met her future husband during this time and soon after, she was married to him with a Daughter on the way.

It was also around this time she was promoted to Lieutenant Colonel and was chosen to be part of the high table of the elders of the Ring. Oh the power and prestige that it brought. It was nothing like she ever felt. She would never show it or admit it, but she quickly became addicted to the power. Pretty much getting off on it anytime she would flex it. Hell, she used it to help her sister Mary’s career in the Air force and get to the rank that she thought her sister should be at the time. But even as an elder, issues still liked to show up on her lap, bringing some hiccups along the way. The biggest one being Langston Graham.

Like her, Graham was recruited straight from the CIA’s ‘Farm’ and proved himself time and time again in the field, earning his place in the Coalition. He was considered to be the “Wild Card” of the Ring. Known for his unorthodox plans, success rate, and the high body count that he tends to leave behind after every mission that he was on. If you wanted something done fast, hard, and to make a point to a country or some jackass of a warlord, terrorist etc., Graham was the one that you called in for the job. It also didn’t help that Beckman thought he was the most arrogant motherfucker that she ever met. So, them not getting along was pretty much the understatement of the century. Every time they had to work together, they clashed badly, butting heads every time on what to do and any little thing. To him, she was as uptight, controlling, high strung frigid bitch with a napoleon complex who needed to check her privilege and to her he was a raging fucking asshole, who was compensating at the highest degree. Their rivalry had gotten so bad, they nearly compromised a Ring mission that they were on, forcing the Ring’s Director to get involved and reprimand the both of them for their stupidity.

When she was promoted to being an Elder of the Ring, Graham was also promoted as well at the same time. And how things were between them, it was no surprise that they became rivals at the meetings. Their back and forth was tempered by the last time they worked together, and the Director's warnings not bring that type of behavior to the job. However, Their rivalry was put on hold as two major issues popped up that took precedence for the Ring. The first was the fall of the Soviet Union in the early 90’s and ending of the cold war and the other one was the sudden death of the Director of Ring who at the time did not name a lead successor to replace him. These two major events sadly were the start of the end for both her and Graham in the Ring.

Infighting engulfed the Ring, with many factions trying to take a hold of power. Beckman did her best to ride the insanity that was happening, while grabbing much power for herself that she can get away with, but in the end it didn’t matter. When the dust settled, the Roberts family came to power and took control of the Ring. An old family that had connections with both the spy game and the military itself since the Civil War. They were one of the oldest and most respected families in the Ring. The family was led by the Roberts brothers, with the eldest becoming Director (His name escaped her at the moment) while the youngest Wally ran the Family business and was the face of the family. The First order of business that the new Director made priority above anything else was a purge of the old guard and to start anew. And by his orders, It was done by any means necessary. Blackmail, kidnapping, assassinations. All done with the approval of the new Director. Graham saw what was blowing and quickly took the Director's offer to resign, Beckman however didn’t, thinking that the new Director was full of shit and he didn’t have the balls to do it. She learned very quickly how wrong she was and paid the price for it.

To make a point to the rest of the holdouts in the Ring and to show the power/reach that he had, the Director decided to make an example of Beckman and allies. He order Beckman and all her allies in the Ring, no matter what role they played in the Ring or position that they hold in it, to be taken from their homes in the dead of night and brought to him. Once all of them were brought to his office in the HQ of the Ring, he ordered his men to beat all of them into a black and bloody blue pulp. He had his men do this for ten minutes straight. Afterword's, he force the battered, bloody grope to stand up, with the Director himself dragging Beckman to the front and made her face her co-conspirators. Then, the Director pulled out an SIG-Sauer P226 from his jacket, racked the slide, aimed, and then personally executed all of Beckman allies in front of her. Their blood spraying onto her face and body every time he pulled the trigger. Once he was done, he reloaded the gun, calmly walked to her, pistol whipped her in the face, knocking her to the to the ground, and then kneecapped her in her left leg, causing her to scream in agony. Then, in a very calm manner, like he was talking about the weather, he kicked her in the stomach to quiet her so she can hear him and told her that if she didn’t resign as an Elder, the next people she will see get beaten and killed in front of her, will be her sister and her family, her husband and her daughter. That night, scared, wounded, bleeding, angry and humiliated, Beckman resign her post of Elder of the Ring right there on the floor.

Later that night, she was “found” with the others in an abandoned warehouse outside of town by a black op's unit in the Rings pocket. The “official” story is that a local terrorist group was to blame and the unit just got to her on time before they killed her. Beckman spent six months in the hospital healing and learning how to walk again. It was during that time, she vowed revenge against the Ring. Knowing that she was on the fast track of being the next in line of being the Director the NSA and the rank of Brigadier General, she called in a few favors to speed the proceedings a bit more in her favor. And Once she was out of the hospital, she was given both the rank and the NSA. Once she was sworn in, she was brief and brought up to speed about the Intersect project and Stephen Bartowski involvement in it. There, her plans for payback started to take shape and as the saying goes, the rest is history.

But then her thoughts went to last two years and wondered how the hell this came to be. How her war against The Ring came down to one man. And just any man, but a nerd. And not just any nerd, but the one nerd, the one person that had to be the son of the two most dangerous people that she ever knew. Stephen and Mary Bartowski. Orion and The Frost Queen. She knew that either of them found out what she was planning for their son, she be a dead woman walking no question. Neither of them would not stand for some of the shit that she slapped on Chuck when he was an ‘asset’ and she also was fully aware that if they ever find out her future plan for him, nothing in this world would save her their wrath. Nothing.

“I need to be very careful when it comes to both Mary and Stephen or everything that I’ve have planed and worked for would be for nothing.” Thought Beckman. “If everything goes to plan, then all the blood, sweat and petty bullshit that I have gone through in the years would be worth it. “Then I can fix that mistake that caught Deb in the crossfire and hopefully get her career back on track.” Beckman thought.

Oh that little tidbit was going to be fun to clean up and fix. If you asked Beckman if her daughter would be willing to join the ‘family business’ so to speak, she wouldn't be lying that she would be a very happy camper that her daughter did. Luckily for her, Debra did want to join the ‘family business’ but as a field agent. And there was the problem that Beckman had. Having her work in The NSA office in DC as an analyst, where she was safe from the dangers of field work. No issues. But her baby girl being out on the field as an agent, scared the shit out of her, knowing the dangers that came with the job. But she was dead set on doing it, so, with reluctance, Beckman allowed it. So with her blessing, Beckman pulled a few strings that allowed Debra to compete for a spot on the CAT squad with three other female agents from NSA, chosen by Beckman personality, to represent the NSA.

Sadly it didn’t go well. All the female agents of the NSA (including Debra) failed the test. Badly. When the news of The NSA bombing the CAT squads test spread to the other alphabet agencies, Beckman became the laughing stock of the US spy community. This of course pissed Beckman off something fierce, mainly due to being the butt of the joke on this, but also the fact all of the NSA agents (including her own flesh and blood) failed and did so poorly on all the tests, which Beckman thought it was not possible. Believing that Graham had a hand of screwing with the test results so her people failed and made her look stupid, but she couldn't prove it. When she learned that the DEA was going to put a handler alongside the CIA one, Beckman decided to kill two birds with one stone. She went over Graham’s head and had Debra installed as the NSA handler for the CAT squad with the excuse to improve the NSA’s relationship with the DEA and the CIA. The look that Graham gave her when this happened makes her get off every time.

But Beckman wasn't satisfied with that little maneuver that she pulled. Completely believing that Graham fucked with her and her agents on the test, Beckman started to planned a little revenge on Graham via the CAT squad. Getting back at the prick was something that Beckman loved to do so she started to feed bad intelligence to the squad, hoping that they would fail and make Graham look like an idiot. However, she underestimated the squad itself. Even with the bad intel that Beckman fed them, they were able to complete their missions with great success. Which in turn, irritated Beckman something fierce and pissed her off. And at her wits end, did something that she would later regret.

During the mission against “The Gentle Hand”  in Brazil, Beckman ordered Debra to plant a modified tracking bug in Zondra Rizzo combat boots with the excuse to flush her out as a possible mole in the group. With the plan to later “tip off” anonymously one of the other handlers in the group and let the dominoes start falling so to speak. When Debra confirmed that the bug was planted, Beckman then sent an old palm pilot with heavy encryption installed on it that was programmed to be used in conjunction with the bug, with a letter anonymously to Augusto Gaez, head of the “Gentle Hand”. In the letter, Gaez was told that the palm was an early warning system that would alert Gaez when the CAT squad was 500 meters to his location, allowing him 6 to 10 minutes to escape. With all this in place, Beckman believed that the CAT squad would fall apart and make Graham a fool that he was. Unfortunately, she underestimated Gaez tremulously and paid a major price for it.

Somehow, someway, Gaez was able to crack the encryption on the palm pilot and used it to track the squad back to their base of operations. A villa 20 minutes outside of Brazil. Once he found it, he sent a massive hit squad with orders to kill the CAT squad and to sent a message to any Government agency in the free world that fucking with “The Gentle Hand” came with major consequences. As the massive gun battle took place at the villa with Gaez looking on at a safe distance, he thought it was all over and a major problem was solved. However, Gaez underestimated the CAT squad itself and due to the skill of the four main agents, they were able to repel the attack and kill all the members of the hit squad. This of course had Gaez running like a scalded dog and going underground fearing a major retaliatory strike when he witnessed this. An emergency recall was placed due to the fact they were compromised. And even though the battle at the villa was won, they did not come out unscathed. All four members of the squad were wounded in the firefight with the handlers being the worst off of the bunch. The worst of them being Debra herself. She took several hits during the firefight with the biggest one being a bullet in the lower back almost cutting her lower spine in half, paralyzing her to the waist down.

When Beckman learned about the attack hours later, Walker had found the bug in Rizzo’s boots and Graham had launched an investigation into the whole thing. Beckman realizing that everything that she planned for was in danger because of this SNAP FU, she started to stonewall to the best of her ability while making it look like she was cooperating with the investigation. When she was able to visit Debra in the hospital, she ordered her to keep quiet about the bug, will spare no expense to get her walking again, and started to look for ways to make Rizzo the scapegoat of this whole fuckup. But before she can get started, Graham cleared Rizzo from any wrong doing unfortunately and started to look into the handlers. Luckily for Beckman the DEA threw a shit fit when Graham started to look into the handlers, delaying the investigation even more. Even with this bit of luck, the president got involved with the investigation and ordered all the handlers to put on modified assignments until the investigation cleared them of any wrongdoing. This of course had the reputations of the handlers take a massive nose dive and made them pariahs within the spy community, something that Beckman does regret happening to Debra.

“No matter.” Thought Beckman. “Once the plan goes off, I can take control of the investigation and get Debra cleared. Then I can make sure that any rewards that were blocked from her are given to her and then we can focus on getting Debra out of that chair and walking again.” As Beckman muses on, her desk speaker goes off, forcing her out her thoughts. “Yes?” Beckman answers.

“Sorry to bother you Ma'am, but just got in touch with the pilot. We are 10 minutes out from LA.” Her assistant said. “Very good, have my things and the hotel room ready when we land, I want everything ready to go when we reach The Castle at 08:30. Is that understood?” Beckman stated.

“Yes Ma’am.” Her assistant stated. “Good” and Beckman turned off the speaker. As she started to prepare for landing one thought was going through her head “Soon, very soon, the world will be mine.”

A/N: So… hi… I know it's been a minute, but as stated before in the beginning, Writer's Block sucks so much!! Not only that, this chapter went about four to five revisions until I was OK with it and I had a major health scare in early February that messed up my leg. But I’m good to go and this chapter is in the can! Because of that, I can get started on the insanity that is the chase itself that I promised. Now it is not going to take as long as this did (I hope) due to the fact I got the main chase and action planned out, so hopefully I can get back on my one to two month per chapter groove that I was doing with this fic and get back on track. Also have a new fic in the works and it's in the baby stages right now. All I’m going to tell you is that it's a Neon Genesis Evangelion/Mobile Suit Gundam crossover fic that takes place during the one year war. Once that’s published, I will be splitting my time between this fic and that one, so be prepared for that. Anyway, the next chapter is the beginning of the chase and plan. Until then, Later all!

Chapter Text

Chuck Vs. Need For Speed 2015

A Chuck/ Need for Speed crossover fic

A/N: Let the chase begin!!!

“Hello” normal talking

“Hello” Inner thought/speaking in an another language

“Hello” Computer text

“Hello” Talking in camera/Phone/video

“Hello” Video feed

USA location/Flashbacks

Season 2 A/U ending, with elements of Season 3 and 4 with NFS: Heat and NFS: Most Wanted mix in. Enjoy!!

I don’t own Chuck or Need for Speed.

Chapter 12: Operation Slay the Dragon: It begins

Echo Park: Burbank, California 2014. December 5: Chuck’s Room, Early Morning

Birds chipping with the first rays of the sun slowly setting in the room, its rays slowly coursing, expanding throughout the room. In the bed itself, two figures are lying within its covers. Chuck in his normal shirt/boxers combo, awake and staring up at the ceiling, contemplating. “Today is the day.” Thinks Chuck. “The day I leave. The day I faced Beckman ... .The day I start fighting back for my freedom and my life.” The figure sleeping beside him snuggles close to him, a content moan coming out from the figure. Chuck turns and looks down at the sleeping figure on his right side. Her red hair splayed out, Tara or better known to the rest of the world as badass DEA agent Carina, slept soundly on Chuck’s side, her purple shirt with black shorts can be barely seen under the blankets. A small smile gracing her lips as she sleeps contently.  Chuck very softly caressed her cheek with his left hand, being very careful not to wake her. 

“She has been the rock that I needed the most.” Thinks Chuck. “Without her, I would have gone crazy from the last two months.  The insanity of this whole shit show that Beckman started has up and down like a damn rollercoster.”  Chuck lets out a big sigh as he stares right back up on the ceiling. “But, it ends today. Today is the day I start fighting for my freedom and my future.” As Chuck continues to stares up, a voice breaks the silence, full of humor and sleepiness. “You’ll know, you will get wrinkles if you think that hard.” A snort of a chuckle leaves Chuck as he looks down to see Tara awake with a sleepy smile and a twinkle in her eyes. “Morning lover.” She says as Tara moves up to get a quick morning kiss. Chuck obliges with a quick morning himself. Tara quickly snuggles back into Chuck's side and lets out a sigh of content. A comfortable silence falls between the two, taking solace with each other's company. A small smile etched on both their faces. But that smile falls as quickly as it comes to Tara’s face, remembering the day that she woke up to. The day that she was dreading the most.  “Today is the day, isn't it?” Say Tara. Chuck looks down at Tara, seeing the frown on her face and the sadness reflecting in her eyes. “Yeah…” Chuck confirms. “It is.” 

“Damn it!” whispers Tara. Her thought raging in her head. “God damn you Beckman…” Thought Tara. “God damn you, you fucking traitorous bitch. I swear to god, If anything happens to Chuck, I will make sure that this day will be your last.” Tara unconsciously tightened her hold on Chuck. Her fears starting to run wild in her head, with tears starting to pool around her eyes.  However, She takes a deep breath and centers herself. “Stop it Tara.” She thinks to herself. “Panicking will do no good right now, so breath and calm yourself.” Chuck feels Tara’s hold tightening on him and looks down in concerned. “You OK?” Tara nods inside Chuck’s chest. “I’m OK, just….just hold me please.” A sad smile adorns on Chuck face and obliges the woman that is laying by his side, having some ideal of what she is thinking right now. “Always.”

As the two lay in bed, enjoying the rare quiet in their chaotic lives, Chuck starts to reflect and mentally prepare himself for the upcoming trials that today and future will bring. Knowing that Beckman will not let him go without a fight, Chuck accepted that blood will most likely be spilled today. A sigh came to him at that thought. Chuck hated fighting. Hated it with a passion, but was not naive or ignorant when the time for its use was called for. Growing up in the streets of LA made sure of that. The streets taught Chuck that sometimes talking won’t cut it and violence is the only way that the issue can be solved.  Also being forced to fight every jackass who saw Morgan and himself as an easy target or didn’t know the meaning of the word no or let things go, compounded this lesson to Chuck very early on. Taking a peek at the clock to see it was 6:45 and the sun was starting to come out. And by the looks of it, it will be another beautiful sunny day. “Too bad a power hungry moron is going to ruin it later.” Chuck lets out a small sigh at that thought, knowing that he and Tara have to get up and get ready for the insanity that is coming. “What time do you have to report in?” says Chuck.

“8:30” Says Tara. And after a beat. “We have to get up do we?” Hearing that, Chuck lets out a small laugh. “Yes Tara, we do. We need to get ready for the plan and get everything set up.” When Chuck finished his sentence, a knock came from the door. “Chuck? Tara? Are you guys up? Or is it safe to come in? Cause I don’t want to be blinded and horrified like last time.” Ellie voice coming from the door. With a chuckle, Chuck looks down on Tara and shoots her with a look, full of humor. Tara in turn, rolls her eyes, gets up from the bed, and opens the door with a deadpan look on her face. “One time sis. That was one time, and do I need to remind you that it happened in the bathroom while we were in the shower and you didn’t knock? It was your fault for walking in unannounced.” 

Ellie for her part, cringes at the fact. “Yeah and I don’t ever want a repeat of that, thank you very much. I was already traumatized when Chuck did it a year back.” Chuck groans at the reminder “Thanks Ellie for reminding me that. I was almost done suppressing that little horrifying episode, thank you very much.” Ellie in turn, responds with the grace of any older sibling will have…. She sticks her head in the room and sticks her tongue out at Chuck. Seeing this, Tara rolls her eyes at the two siblings and smiles at the scene. Enjoying the interaction between the two. “Anyway..” Ellie continued, acting like nothing happened a second ago. “Breakfast is almost ready, so get your lazy butts up so we can enjoy it as a family one last time before….” Ellie trails off, her face drops, her eyes staring to mist. “Before…..” she repeats, her voice going quiet. Tears starting to fill her eyes. Her face telling the whole story.  Tara, seeing this, quickly pulls Ellie into a hug as she starts to cry. “Hey, hey...it's OK. It's going to be OK.” Tara soothes Ellie. Feeling the quiet sobs that Ellie is starting to let out. Chuck, seeing this, quickly gets up and joins the hug, knowing that today will be a hard one for everyone.

“Hey, it's going to be OK, Ellie.” Says Chuck. “With any luck, this will be over within a year and I can come home.” Ellie, for her part, tightens the hug, trembling within both Tara and Chuck’s arms. Tara, knowing that an overemotional Ellie is not a good thing right now, chimes in. “He’s right, Ellie.” Tara begins. “If the plan goes off without a hitch, this will be nothing but a distant memory with Beckman’s fat ass in jail, being someone’s prison bitch.” A snort emerges, followed by a watery laugh within the hug. Slowly, Ellie breaks the hug, her eyes glistening with fallen tears. A sad smile gracing her face. “You’re one crazy woman Tara, you know that?” For her part, Tara just smirked, moving her eyebrows up and down in a joking fashion. “Girl, you know it.” she answers, causing Ellie to laugh again. As one, the three move away from the bedroom doorway and to the kitchen, to enjoy the meal that Ellie had made. To enjoy a peace and comfort that sadly will be gone for a while.

The Castle: Burbank, California 2014. December 5. 9:20 AM. Ten minutes before the Meeting.  

Movement mixed with chaos was everywhere as the Castle bristled with activity. Both CIA and NSA agents were hard at work getting the Castle together for General Beckmen’s arrival. In the debriefing room, the normal steel table with chairs were gone. Taken away and discarded as a mere afterthought. In its place, a medium size, expensive mahogany office table was set up in the middle of the room. Surrounding it were also expensive office chairs that were made for comfort. On the side of the room, a table with multiple snacks and drinks was being set up. In the doorway to the room, overseeing the chaos that was unfolding, Sarah looked at the whole thing with barely hidden disgust, taking all of her training and willpower to keep her spy mask in place. “What the hell did I wake up and walk into today?” Thought Sarah. “I thought Beckman was smarter than this. To show off this blatantly and not care not to be called out corrupt is insane. Is she ‘that’ confident about no one finding out what she has done to gain power or her future plans?” As Sarah watches, two familial figures walks up behind her, also barely holding back their disgust at the scene before them. “Sarah/Walker” both Bryce and Casey greet Sara. “Guys” she answers back, her eyes not leaving the scene in front of her.

“What in the fresh hell that I’m looking at?” Casey starts, looking at the impromptu modeling job of the Castle. “Beckman orders. She is starting to show off her power.” Bryce answers back, his eyes having a serious but worrying look on them. “She believes at this point that she can’t be touched by anybody. That her position and power is all but certified and can’t be taken away no matter what.”  Worry also started to creep up into Sara’s eyes. “So, what’s the plan? Are we ready?” Bryce nods his head, a small smirk gracing his face. “Oh yeah” he says with some humor. “We’re ready. In fact, Beckman is not going to see this coming at all when it hits.” A smug demeanor taking over his body language. At that response, Sarah simply looks at Bryce with a raised eyebrow while Casey gives Bryce a look that screams that he’s lost his damn mind, with one thought going through their mind at the same time.  “OK…What the hell is ‘that’ look?”  

Before any of them can continue, familial voices are heard behind them as the rest of the team starts coming into the main room. With a look to her co conspirators that screams later, Sarah walks off to join her squad and gets some last minute intel before the meeting. Casey walks in and asks one of the agents how much longer this “redecoration” was going to be. However, Bryce stood where he was looking at the remodeling that was taking place, knowing full well by the end of the day, all of it will be in a storage locker as evidence of Beckman’s corruption. “And it's going to happen by the one person that Beckman would never suspect.”  Bryce thinks with pure humor. “I wonder if I can get a picture of her face when she realizes that it was Chuck that brought her down and sent it to everyone? I know Chuck will get a kick out of it.” A small smile escapes Bryce for a moment before an unpleasant thought hits him. The aftermath of Chuck’s plan. “It’s going to be a shit show.” Bryce thinks. “Not only that….” Bryce’s gaze turns to Sarah as she talks quietly to the CAT squad then to the certain redhead in the group. “Sarah is not going to be happy about Chuck and Carina..” Bryce thought “In fact, a fight is going to break out because of it. Sarah is going to think that Carina stole Chuck.” Bryce takes a deep breath as slightly shakes his head. “But everyone knows in this mess that Chuck was no longer Sarah’s due to that insane plan she made to protect him.” Bryce closes his eyes in sadness and lowers his head. “I warned her about it and now the very thing I have no doubt she fears the most has happened.  Bryce thinks grimly. “I just pray to god that she is strong enough to handle it, accepts it, and moves on in peace.” A surge of determination and resolve swells within him. “Cause if she doesn’t, she will not like where I stand if she goes after Chuck and Carina.”

The Castle: Burbank, California 2014. December 5. 9:30 AM

As soon as the “redecoration” of the debriefing room was finished, Beckman made her appearance, carrying a leather briefcase with her, her walk full of swagger and arrogance. As soon takes her seat in front of the table, she opens the briefcase and places a file on the table. Opening it in the process. Then she gestures to the people in the room to sit, like a queen commanding her court. “Let’s begin, shall we.” Beckman’s tone professional, but the smug look was still in place.  Once everyone took their seats, Beckman does a quick check to the file in front of her, then speaks. “First on the agenda today is the hard drive that you recovered. As you are aware… over six months ago, the hard drive that you recovered from a secret Ring party outside of Beverly Hills containing important information and data. It has been connected to the Castle’s super computers with injunction with the CIA and the NSA super computers to crack the AI encryption that is protecting said data since then.  I like to know where we stand on it. Agent Shaw?”

 At the command, Shaw stands up and opens a file in front of him. “As you know General, the hard drive is protected by an AI encryption that we have never seen. In fact, said encryption is unique to itself.” Beckman looks confused and interested in the statement. Interrupting Shaw. “Unique how, Agent Shaw?” Beckman acquires, with curiosity all over her face. “Unique that it's one of a kind and was created several years ago.” Shaw looking at Beckman as he said this. Intrigue, Beckman signals Shaw to continue. “Apparently, the encryption was created by the pentagon in an initiative to protect government files from hacking by foreign powers. The creators believed that using AI was the best way to confuse, stop, and trap foreign hackers from accessing top secret files and locate their positions for capture or elimination. However, it was discovered that the programming was flawed and the project was ultimately scrapped because of it.”

Beckman narrowed her eyes in confusion. “If the project was scrapped, then how would The Ring get their hands on the program?” Shaw quickly checks the file in front of him. “It seems….” moving a couple of papers as he says this. “The program was moved to the NSA to be studied by analysts that specialized in AI. However, as soon as it arrive, it was stolen by a double agent within the group and was able to send the program to The Ring before he was killed escaping the building.” Beckman covers her face with her hand and groans at the tidbit, staring to remember said incident. “Goddamn it.” Beckman thought. “I knew that bullshit would be a pain in the ass in the long run and I was right, as usual.” Taking a deep breath, Beckman nods to Shaw. “Continue Agent Shaw. What’s the status of cracking the program and accessing the hard drive’s data?” 

“Well… by the estimate that we got from both the super computer and the analyst. The hard drive will be cracked in about two to three weeks.” At this statement, Beckman smiles vindictively at the information. “Good. Very good. Soon we will have The Ring by the balls” As she says this, it took both Bryce and Carina everything they had not to scoff at the statement and keep their spy mask in place. A similar but different thought going through their heads at this moment. “She/The stupid bitch has no idea. I wonder how she is going to take that the hard drive has already been cracked and the data that she wants so badly is heading to both the president and the press itself as we speak?  They quickly focus back on the meeting when Beckman once again begins to speak. “Keep me updated on the progress and let me know immediately when the drive is cracked. Now…” Quickly taking a peek at the file in front of her. “On to the next business. Bringing Mr. Charles "Chuck" Irving Bartowski back into the fold. How are we progressing on that front? A smirk forming on Beckman’s lips as she say this. “Has my plan gone off flawlessly as predicted?” Shaw, blunt as always, answers. “No, General. It hasn’t.”  

Beckman smirk drops. Her eyes filling with anger and annoyance. “Explain. Now.” At this, Shaw continues. “As you know General, the plan was to block any job offers to Mr. Bartowski and make him return to the Buy More so you can recruit him and bring him back in the fold. However, outside elements prevented your plan from happening.” At this statement, confusion covers Beckman’s face. “What outside elements? What eleme….” Beckman's face has a look of realization. “Orion…..” 

“Yes Ma’am” Shaw confirms. “We believe that Orion has informed Mr. Bartowski about your interference and is keeping him in the loop in any moves that we do. Because of this, he has sought out employment at a mechanic shop in downtown LA. Which is strange due to his expertise in programming.” 

At this statement, Bryce speaks up. “Actually it's not. Chuck is not only known for his skills as one of the best street racers in LA, but he is also a very skilled mechanic. In fact if Chuck was not interested in computers and programming, he could easily made pro in any racing league in the world”

“Hold up.” Zondra interrupts, raising her hand in the process. “How does a computer geek get so good with cars and why is the creator of the intersect is helping him?” She asked, confusion all over her face. “I’m not doubting your word Bryce, but you do realize how crazy this sounds right? I mean, it makes no sense.” 

Bryce simply just shrugs at the question. “Not really.” he replies. “First off, I can’t tell you the reason why Orion is helping Chuck is because it's classified Z. The General saw to that.” Zondra, Amy and Shaw all turn to Beckman to confirm this. “He’s right.” she stated. “Right now, that information is on a need to know basis and is not privy at the moment.” When all three agents started to disagree on this, Beckman put her hand up to stop the incoming argument “Orion is not a threat at this time and if he starts to become one, then you will be brief. Until then, you will let this go and follow orders.” Shaw, Zondra, and Amy complied. Clearly not happy at the order, but followed it. “However, Agent Rizzo does bring up a good point, Agent Larkin. How did Mr. Bartowski gain his skill as a driver?”

 “Oh, that very simple answer, General.” Bryce stated. “The reason why Chuck is so good at driving  is because of the close relationship that his sister and himself has with the Grimes family and their deep connection to the street racing scene here in LA.” At this statement, Beckman looks surprised at the answer. Her face full of confusion and bewilderment at Bryce’s statement. “Wait what? The Grimes Family!? That Family!” At Bryce’s nod she continues, now getting angry. “Agent Larkin, Bolonia Grimes is an unmarried gold digger and her son is a useless idiot with no connections that you speak of! What the hell are you talking about Larkin!” 

“I’m not talking about Mrs. Grimes, General. I’m talking about Morgan’s uncle and his family.” At this statement, Beckman had a surprised look on her face and facepalms at the laps. “Oh course, Carlos Grimes. Continue Agent Larkin.” Resisting to roll his eyes at the General, Bryce continues. “Bolonia Grimes' younger brother, Carlos has major connections within the LA underground racing scene. He runs both the downtown garage and next door racing track. It's where Chuck honed his skills. He lives with his wife, Miko, and their two children, Tendo and Susanna. Sue for short. The rest is all in the report and dossier in front of you General. It's been there since day one.” Beckman's eyes narrowed at the disrespectful dig at her but chooses to ignore it for now and starts quickly reading the dossier on the Grimes family.  As she reads, Beckman’s eyes start to twitch, annoyed with herself that she dismissed such a connection and not realizing the potential damage that it can cause in the long run to any plan that she could come up with. The dossier containing the information on Carlos Grimes himself was nothing special but did explain Chuck’s skills as a mechanic and driver, along with his connection to LA’ s underground racing scene. However, when she gets to Miko’s page, Beckman freezes at Miko’s maiden name. Her eyes go wide in shock and disbelief.  In a whisper, she looks at Bryce and says “Carlos Grimes is married to Miko Chibana?” 

Bryce nods, confusion on his face. “Yes ma’am, he is. Why does that...Oh...” Hitting Bryce with a ton bricks. “Oh yeah, I forgot she was related to that man. No wonder Beckman is freaking out right now.” Shaking his head a little to clear his thoughts, Bryce continues. “Yes ma’am. She is related to Chōshin Chibana. She is his great niece.” At that statement every single person at the table looked at Bryce in shock.  Both Sarah and Casey mouths drop at the information, with Sarah going very pale in the process. Both Zondra and Amy look at each other with WTF faces, wondering who the hell Chuck Bartowski really was and why this information was not on his dossier. Shaw had a look of pure disbelief. Trying to comprehend why a civilian would have this type of important connection and skills. Carina, even though she was surprised like everyone else, had a small little smirk on her face. Enjoying the news that she just heard.  And Beckman’s face had a look that screamed ‘you gotta be fucking kidding me’, her eyes developing a big tick in the process.  

“Bryce?” Hearing his name to the right of him, Bryce turns to Sarah. Her face looked very pale and her voice shaky. “When you said that Miko is the great niece of Chōshin Chibana…. You don’t mean she is related to…that Chōshin Chibana. Right?” Bryce looks down at Sarah. “You mean the man who created and developed Shorin-ryū karate?” Sarah nods.” The same man who was also known as ‘Last Warrior of Shuri’?” At the second, quick, impatient nod, which Bryce secretly enjoyed seeing, takes a deep breath, steals himself,  and without a shred of mercy for Sarah, drops the hammer on her with one simple word. “Yep.” Popping the p in the process, making Sarah go ghostly white. 

“We’re dead.” A deep voice says to Bryce’s left. Turning to see Casey also look a bit pale at the news. “She's going to beat our asses like a pinata then come back for seconds.” Bryce, hearing this and unable to help himself, answers Casey with one simple word, once again, popping the p in the process. “Yup.” At this statement, two heated glares shine at Bryce, who couldn't help but have a smug grin appear on his face. “Worth it.” He muses. Enjoying the glares that he is getting from his two co-workers. 

Meanwhile, a certain red-head was doing her damness to keep her spy mask on and not fall down gut busting laughing at the scene that just saw. “Oh, they are fucked.” Carina thinks. “Miko is going to beat the ever living hell out of those two and not even break a sweat….. Which reminds me, I need to call Ellie and Sue and ask them what kind of snacks they want for the beat down. I also need to contact Roshni and ask her to record the ass kicking for Chuck. No doubt he wants to see it as well.” As this is happening, Beckman quickly snaps out of funk, summons an agent from the side and has a quick word with him. With a nod, he signals two other agents and they leave. Beckman then clears her throat to get everything back in order. “Colonel Casey, is the surveillance equipment set up for Echo Park still in place and active?”  

“Yes and no ma’am. The equipment should be still there but at this moment it is not active.” Beckman nods at the answer. “How quickly can you get it back up?” 

“About five to ten minutes, if everything is still functioning.” Beckman once again nodded at the answer. “I want you to reactivate the surveillance equipment and broadcast it to the monitor in this room now.” At the order, Casey gets up and heads to the other room. Beckman then looks to the other agents. “The plan has changed. We are picking up Mr. Bartowski and he is going to answer a few questions and then he is going to join the team, whether he likes it or not.” At this statement, everyone looks at Beckman with surprise and shock. “Ma’am, is that wise?” Asked Amy. “The president's orders are to have him join willingly. Not against his will.” 

Beckman looks annoyed at the question. “I’m fully aware of the president’s orders, Agent Mills, but things have changed. You are all dismissed until the three Agents that I sent out pick up Mr. Bartowski. By then, report back here.” And with that Beckman gets up and walks out the room, clearly not happy. Bryce looks on and shakes his head. “Yeah, something tells me it's not going to go the way she wants” He muses. Bryce takes a deep breath and mentally prepares himself for the next stage of the plan. He pulls out a flip phone from his pocket. A burner courtesy of both Orion and Roshni with one number programmed in it. He selects the number and types in two words. ‘Go time’ then send the message. Then his eyes scan the room for Carina, catching her line of sight. He discreetly shows her the phone and nods. Carina’s eyes widen for a second before she nods back. Understanding what Bryce just did. “OK, Chuck. Balls is in your court. Good luck, Brother.” Then starts his tasks for the day, waiting for the insanity that will surely follow. 

A/N: Hey guys, sorry it took too long. Life, work, and other crazy crap took over. But I finally got this chapter done and hopefully start on the next one soon. I’m not going to give an eta for the next chapter due to the fact I can’t keep them at the moment. So stay tuned and with a little luck, it won’t take so long for the next chapter.  Next time, everything sets off. Later!