I do not own or am in any way connected to 'Chuck' or its characters.
This story mostly takes place during the season 2 episode, 'Chuck vs. the Fat Lady'.
The lovely ladies in this story are Yvonne Strahovski as Sarah Walker & Jordana Brewster as Jill Roberts
Now, enough talking.
Let's make it showy!
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She should have been used to this by now. How many times in her life did she have to feel this sense of disappointment, anger and hurt? How many times did she have to suffer through the betrayal of someone she trusted?
It took her until she was immersed in her CIA training for Sarah to realize how much her father's cons were all about the profit and not about her, but that didn't stop her stomach from eating itself in sorrow. Her best-friend Carina, as much as they loved each other, had left Sarah to fend for herself if the reward was worth it on a few occasions.
Those times weren't as bad, as Sarah knew that Carina knew she was leaving Sarah in an easily survivable situations and that softened the blow, but the mere thought of her closest friend leaving her for the right price sent chills through her every time.
It didn't matter that this time she was just on the side-lines of the betrayal this time. The brunt of the shattered trust fell on Chuck's shoulders. But Sarah, being closer than she should be towards her asset, felt the entirety of Chuck's pain as if it was her own. Not to mention she felt her own pang of personal betrayal considering... what happened.
Now Sarah was standing with Casey in the main room of Castle, the secret operations base built beneath a cover frogurt shop the CIA had created, sitting in front of the main monitor, both of their attention on the screen.
Displayed in the image was a woman strapped to a chair in the middle of an otherwise empty room. Her head was bent down toward her chest, making it impossible to see her face through her long hair, but Sarah and Casey didn't need to see her face to know who she was.
Jill Roberts. One time serious girlfriend of Chuck's now an enemy agent who betrayed her country and was now about to go away for a long, long time.
Jill had been Chuck's first big girlfriend, easily his first love, before she broke up with him back in Stanford and sending him into a downward spiral that put him in the motionless rut that he had called his life before Bryce sent him the Intersect. But after a chance run in a few days ago and a few spy related misunderstandings, Chuck and Jill were back together and Chuck was happier than Sarah had ever seen him.
There were a few bumps mostly centering on Chuck having to hide his spy life from his old-new beau, but once Chuck told her the truth, for the most part, everything seemed to happily fall into place.
Unfortunately that was when Jill sprung her trap. Jill revealed herself as an agent of Fulcrum, an organization that desperately wanted its hands on the Intersect in order to fulfill their deadly ambitions. She pretended to get herself and her partner caught in order to gain access and control of Castle. Then they would not only get back the names of Fulcrum agents undercover in high raking positions throughout the CIA, NSA, and FBI that Operation Bartowski recently acquired, but also to use the computers to find Bryce Larkin, the man who sent Chuck the Intersect in the first place, who Fulcrum mistakenly believes to be the Human Intersect.
After a few close calls against the Fulcrum agents, Operation Bartowski, as well as the unlikely assistance from the Buy More manager Big Mike, was able to secure and arrest Jill and her partner, with Chuck finally able to put Jill in the past after he saw her almost kill Sarah. Now Chuck was up in the Buy More, trying to take his mind off of things with his friend Morgan. He would be back in time to see Jill taken away but right now he needed space from the heartbreaking world of international espionage.
While Sarah wanted to try to help and comfort Chuck, she knew he didn't want that right now. Besides, she needed to be in Castle now. Mainly because she was ordered to be there by General Beckman, but partly because she needed an urgent matter of her own taken care of.
"How does someone do it," Casey questioned with a grunt, still looking at the restrained figure on the screen.
"Do what?" Sarah inquired. She was half listening, gathering up the nerve to ask her own question.
"How does someone like her," Casey responded, indicating Jill with a nudge of his chin, "an All-American girl, a Stanford graduate and a doctor, get involved with scum like Fulcrum?"
Sarah couldn't help but wonder the same thing, something that Chuck had resolved to not dwell over in fear it would drive him mad. Jill was raised by a loving family, had an active childhood including girl scouts, sports, and various clubs in school. She never had any contact with anybody who could be considered deadly until...
"The must have gotten her at Stanford," Sarah answered. "We know that Fulcrum is recruiting from all over the country through colleges. They must have cornered her, promised to help her somehow, they asked for one in return and it just snowballed. We've seen it before."
A grunt was Casey's reply.
Ignoring her partner's lack of communication, Sarah pushed forward with her own question. "Listen, Casey, could I have five minutes alone with her?"
Casey glanced up at her, eyebrow cocked in amusement. "Going to let her know how you really feel about her treatment of the luckless wonder?"
"No, I just need to ask her something," Sarah explained rather vaguely. "And I need you to do something for me. Call it a big favor."
Casey didn't respond, so Sarah asked her 'big favor'.
"I need you to turn off the camera," she said rather quickly, before hurriedly adding, "I know that this breaks all protocol and is against all rules, but I need to talk to her, but it's about a private matter not a national security one, so I think it would be okay if you just let this one slide and – "
"Yeah whatever," Casey cut her off than proceeded to do just what Sarah asked and turned off the camera in Jill's cell. Sarah was astonished at how quickly her partner acted and it must of shown on her face because when Casey turned back to her he gave a sigh of exasperation and explained, "Look, I don't care that you have to whine about how cruel Dr. Roberts was to your boy toy, just don't rough her up too much."
That wasn't exactly what Sarah wanted to talk to Jill about, but rather than look a gift horse in the mouth, she said, "Thanks John. I'll only be five minutes" and left the room.
As Sarah traveled the short distance between the main room and Jill cell, she tried to psych herself up for this.
'Come on Sarah, you need to do this. You know how important this is. She's just one woman and she's strapped to a friggin' chair. What can she do?'
That was the problem though. Sarah knew what Jill could do with the information she had and it made her flesh crawl just thinking about it.
When Sarah reached Jill's cell she was able to see what had been displayed on the monitor in main room in the flesh. Jill actually looked more pathetic than she did on the screen. Someone of her intelligence and beauty strapped to a chair and just whiling the seconds away until her punishment is dealt just seemed wrong, but it was what she was asking for by betraying her country.
