A/N: So…New to FanFiction and this is my first story attempt ever, unless you count writing stories for homework. This story probably has been done to death; however one night while I was trying to get to bed, it popped into my mind and wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it all down.

In a nutshell, this story is about Sarah leaving Chuck to be on team Intersect with Bryce and all the after effects from that event. The story starts off in the episode "Chuck vs. The ring," and instead of Bryce dying, he downloads 2.0 in time. Sarah, too afraid to have a true relationship with Chuck, leaves with Bryce. Again this idea has probably been done before, but hopefully this is different enough to be my own.

By the way, words in italics are characters thoughts.

I don't own Chuck even though the first part of the chapter is just dialogue from Chuck vs. the ring. No money being made, just a harmless story being written.

Chapter 1

April 2009

"Sarah I…"

"Wait uhhh…There's something that I have to tell you."

"I can't wait…I can't wait, I can't wait any longer ok. Everyone keeps asking me what I'm gonna do with my future, and the truth is I don't have a clue. All I do know is that I want you to be in it…"

"Chuck please I really have to tell you…"

"No, no guns, no lies, just us. Just like I've always wanted it. I've recently come into a little bit of money, so any place you want to go, any place at all, as long as it's sunny, with little umbrella drinks. What I'm getting at here is…Sarah Walker, will you do me the honor…of taking a vacation with me."

"Chuck I'm leaving in the morning. The…details are classified, but I'm working on the new intersect project, with Bryce…"

"Bryce"

"I am I'm so sorry, I wanted to wait until after the ceremony to tell you."

"Thank you for coming to the wedding…good for the cover."

Morning after the wedding

"Devon I'm worried." The newly appointed Mrs. Woodcomb stated to her husband.

"What's the matter Babe?" Devon was worried they weren't going to make their plane in time for their honeymoon.

"Does Chuck seem a little too happy to you?" Ellie asked words full of worry.

"The Chuckster is just super happy for us honey. I mean why shouldn't he be happy? We just got married, your dad is back in your lives, and he's got Sarah."

Just then, Chuck walks out of his room with a smile plastered on his face. God I hope they don't suspect anything. "Hey guys, you better get going or you'll be late for your flight…" He walks over to Ellie and gives her a hug. "…I'm gonna miss you so much sis."

Ellie tightens the hug. "Is everything ok Chuck, you seem…different."

"I'm just…Awesome!"

At the word, Captain Awesome's ears perk up and he raises his hand for a high five which Chuck slaps.

"Come on Babe he's fine, we really should be heading out."

"Fine…we'll be back in 3 weeks Chuck…don't spend every night playing videogames with Morgan!" Ellie shuddered at the thought of her little brother and Morgan leaving a mess all over the place playing games 24/7. "Oh and tell Sarah we'll miss her!"

"About that El…" Crap! "…she knows." She also doesn't seem to care. God I hate Bryce! Nooooo, it's not enough that he screws me over in the past, he has to come back from the dead and screw me again and again and again. Which reminds me, is he a friggin cockroach? He just doesn't seem to…

"Hello…earth to Chuck?" Ellie waves a hand over his face trying to break him out of his musings.

"Wahhh…yeah, sorry about that. Get going guys, I'll be fine."

Chuck had to physically push Ellie, and to a lesser extent Devon, out the door just to get them to leave. He walks back into his room and flops face first onto his bed.

'Humph' "Couldn't tell them Walker abandoned you to play house with pretty boy huh?"

With his face still buried in his bed, he asks barely audible…. "What do you want Casey, shouldn't you be off in Afghanistan or something?"

"I wanted to make sure you were alright Bartowski. After I heard about Walker high tailing it out of here, I figured you would be upset."

Chuck lifts his head off the bed and he sees Casey standing outside the Morgan door. "Really?" His tone hopeful but his eyes are red and puffy.

"No moron, Beckman ordered me to babysit you for a couple of weeks just to make sure you don't get yourself into trouble and spill all our nation's juicy little secrets."

"Just throw me in a bunker than, I don't care!" Chuck flops his face back down on the thankfully soft bed.

'Humph' Walker really messed this kid up bad. "All the bugs are still in, so try to keep the lady feelings down..." Casey than turns and is about to walk back to his apartment when he stops and over his shoulder says "We're just not wired that way Bartowski…..If Walker chose Larkin over you, than she's a moron too." And with that, Casey retreats back into his apartment. I can't believe I just said that! The idiots getting to me!

Chuck took a week off from the Buymore and spent those days getting drunk; leaving Morgan with the responsibility to carry him home. The moment Morgan hauled him inside though, Chuck makes a beeline for his room, locks the door, and cries himself to sleep; sometimes mumbling Sarah's name between sobs, much to Casey's displeasure.

Stephen Bartowski even checked up on his son from time to time to help his son out. Although, God bless him, for the life of him he had no idea what he should really be doing to help brighten his spirits. Chuck's self loathing got to a point where Casey shot up all the listening equipment in his living room because he couldn't stand listening to Chuck moan on and on about how much he missed Walker and how Bryce was so much better than he was.

To take Chuck's mind off things, Casey dragged him, sometimes kicking and screaming, to work out and train. Since John was going to be there as long as Beckman see fit, he thought he would bring Bartowski on his daily work out and training sessions so he could get the enjoyment out of seeing the moron physically struggle. Oh, and of course to help Chuck keep his mind clear. He thought.

At first, he was reluctant, to say the least, to do anything physically taxing. Chuck didn't want to do anything but get drunk and sleep, period. After awhile though, he somewhat enjoyed it since it actually got him out of his own head and away from his neurosis. By the end of the second week, he actually surprised himself at how much into this he was getting.

One day after their morning 5 mile run, Chuck and Casey sat near the fountain of their courtyard to relax. "I got to admit moron, you're not nearly as pathetic as you were a week ago."

"Gee thanks Casey, I love you too."

"Shut-it Bartowski!"

"In all seriousness I…uh…well I was kind of thinking…"

"Spit it out!"

"DOYOUTHINKIHAVEWHATITTAKESTO BECOMEANAGENT!" Chuck yells all in one big jumble.

"What!?"

"What would you think if I told you I wanted to become a spy?"

"You've been crying about getting that computer out of your big head to live a 'normal' life, and now you're saying you want back in? Oh Christ does this have anything to do with Walker!"

"NO…" Well maybe a little, ok maybe a lot. Who am I kidding; it has everything to do with her. Well it did anyways. Focus! "…it use to but not anymore, not really anyways. I just want more from my life. After Sarah left I did a lot of thinking…"

"Is that what you call crying Bartowski, 'thinking'?"

"Look…Sarah always told me how much of a great guy I was, and how I'm a hero, and how I can have anything I want." JUST NOT HER! "Well I've thought about it, and I know I want to help people and that I deserve more than the Buymore. When I thought about the past when I had the, you-know-what, setting aside all the danger around me, I really did save a lot of people."

'Humph'

"Okay, okay, you and Sarah saved people, but I helped! I think with the right training, I can do a lot of good for this country."

Casey sighed. "Chuck look…"

"Hey you said my first name!"

"Grrrrrrr…look, what we do isn't glamorous. We sacrifice so much and get nothing in return. This is not like your cartoons where everyone loves and celebrates the heroes."

"I KNOW THAT! I'm not looking to be praised, although some thanks would be nice." Casey is about to laugh at that but catches himself last minute as Chuck continues. "I just think this is what I should be doing. Not pining for Sarah and working at a Buymore forever. I think I'm meant to help people, and I can't think of a better way to do it. Pleeeaassseee Casey, help me become a spy!"

John thinks to himself how horrible this could turn out for the kid, but then again, he also thinks with the proper training, it could turn own fairly well. With the work outs alone, he sees when Chuck sets his mind to something, there's no quit in him. Maybe this is the right thing to do. Who am I to stand in the way if he is so dead set on saving the world, so to speak. God I wish I could see Walker's face if he actually becomes an agent.

"Casey, why are you smiling?"

"Huh…nothing, no reason…Look I'll talk to Beckman and see what she thinks and if she agrees then we'll go from there, but if she says no then drop it."

Chuck moves towards the Colonel to give him a hug but John stops him in his tracks. "Hug me and die Bartowski." And with that, Casey turns around and enters his apartment slamming the door behind him.

"This is what I want right?" Chuck asks an empty courtyard.

Another week goes by and with every hour that passes, Chuck's resolve to become a spy gets all that much stronger. The daily work-out routines continue with Chuck making vast improvements in everything John teaches him. Unfortunately, what has also become a routine has been Chuck pestering the Colonel for Beckman's answer.

Casey is actually rooting for the kid, but when it comes to the General, Casey has to formulate a game plan and not play fast and loose. On the day that the Woodcombs are due to arrive back from their honeymoon, the Colonel decides to just lay it all on the line instead of putting it off longer.

3 weeks after the wedding

Inside John Casey's apartment

Casey walks in front of the monitor and picks up a remote lying on the coffee table in front of him. This better work or Imma kill the twerp. He hits a button and the screen comes to life showing Beckman looking over some paperwork.

Diane realizing the video conference is live, quickly snaps her head to attention only to be facing, technically speaking, the Colonel. "What is the meaning of this conference? Is everything alright Colonel?" Worry actually evident in her tone.

"Yes ma'am, Bartowski is safe and there doesn't seem to be any suspicious activity. I uhh…well I was wondering if I may speak with you for a moment General?"

"What is it John, I'm very busy."

"Well Chu-Bartowski has informed me that he wants to become an official NSA agent ma'am. He…"

"I'm sorry Colonel I must not have heard you right, can you repeat that?" Her face clearly showing bemusement.

"Yes General…Bartowski wants to become a spy."

"And I don't want the intersect inside of the head of a prick, but we can't always get what we want Colonel." The General not even trying to hide her smirk.

"Permission to speak freely General?"

With a sigh Diane relents for her favorite agent. "Very well, proceed."

"With the right training, I believe that Chuck can be a valuable asset to this country, even without the intersect." Did I just say that?

"Chuck?"

"Bartowski ma'am…"

"I know his name John, but I didn't know you two were on a first name basis." Beckman states arching her brow in the process.

"Whatever my feeling towards Bartowski, which I assure you there are none, doesn't change the fact that I believe he can become one of the best."

"Are you willing to put your career on the line for him John?"

Oh Shit! Ronald Regan give me strength. "Yes ma'am, I am. He can do it."

After a minute of mulling it over, Beckman comes to a decision. "Very well, I trust your judgment. For the life of me I can't see him as a spy but apparently you see something I don't…There is a new facility in Prague. Bring him there when you think he's ready, and you along with the instructors there will handle his formal training…Let it be acknowledged that I hold you responsible for whatever happens to Mr. Bartowski." She states with a tone that leaves no room for argument.

"Yes ma'am, thank you ma'am." And with that the General cuts the video feed. Great, now if the moron doesn't make it, my ass is on the line.

While the conference was going on across the courtyard, inside casa Bartowski, Chuck and Morgan are trying to get the place ready for Ellie and Devon's' return.

"Hey little buddy, help me string this banner up."

"Sure thing Chuck…Hey, you think Ellie missed me?"

Chuck opened his mouth to respond, but before he had a chance, the door swung open. There standing in the doorway was Devon Woodcomb carrying his new bride Ellie Woodcomb across the threshold.

Once Devon placed Ellie on the floor, Morgan dropped the banner and ran to hug Ellie, much to Chuck's dismay. "ELLIE YOU'RE BACK!" The little bearded man yelled as he was held back at arms' length by Mrs. Woodcomb.

"Chuck, what is Morgan doing here?" Ellie asked with just a hint of annoyance.

"Relax El, he clearly just missed you." Chuck said as he climbed down the ladder and gave his big sister a hug. Once Chuck tried to release the embrace however, Ellie wanted no part of it and just squeezed tighter until all the air was out of Chuck's lungs.

"Group hug…AWESOME!" And with that Devon joined in the embrace. Feeling left out, Morgan wrapped his arms as best as he could around Chuck and Ellie on the opposite side of Devon.

Just then, Casey appeared in the doorway. 'Humph', they're back, I must be losing my touch. Casey clears his throat to get their attention. "Sorry to interrupt…Welcome back Ellie, Devon; I just need to speak with Chuck a moment; if that's alright."

"Hey El I really need to talk to Casey." Chuck says to his sister through puppy dog eyes.

Ellie snorts. "Fine. Go ahead…Will you be joining us for dinner John?"

"I would love to, thank you. Chuck let's talk outside"

"Be right back sis." Chuck walks out with Casey, shutting the door behind him. "What's going on Casey everything alright?"

"I talked with Beckman…for some odd reason; she agreed to give you a shot."

"That's GREAT Casey!"

"Keep it down MORON!" Casey hissed. "Just know that if you screw up, my Career is over."

Chuck took a visible gulp. "Wha…Wha…What d-do you mean by the word 'over'?"

"Let's just say, if you fail, both our lives are over…Mine because I'll wind up a civilian, and yours because I'll kill you for failing!" To add emphasis to what he just said, Casey poked his index finger in Chuck's chest. Much to Casey's amusement, Chuck visibly paled.

Regaining his composure Chuck asks "So what happens now?"

"Well basically…"

During the Welcome Home dinner, it was a little tense since everyone was in attendance except Orion and a certain blonde angel, and no one seemed to want to speak of her. Ellie couldn't hold her tongue any longer so decided to press the issue. "Chuck…where is Sarah for God's sake!?"

Chuck slumped his shoulders and opened his mouth to speak. Nothing like the present right? Before he could get in a word edge wise, Morgan again cut him off. "She who may not be named, numero 2, doesn't deserve to be here!"

"Morgan hush!" Ellie demanded.

"Hey I'm just trying to stick up for my main man, right Chuck?"

Chuck looks at Casey for guidance but John just shrugs his shoulders. What the hell, I'll try the truth when it comes to Sarah for the first time. "Well you see…S-Sarah kind of ran off to be with her ex?" Chuck's tone sounded more like a question rather than a statement.

"WHAT!" Ellie screamed.

"Not Awesome." Devon stated looking at Chuck with sympathy in his eyes.

"WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN!?"

"Please calm down sis…Well you see it kind of happened when…" Chuck looked down and Ellie instantly knew.

"Are you telling me, she left right after the wedding, and you didn't tell me before I left to go on my honeymoon?!" Ellie gritted through her teeth; trying her damn best to keep from yelling for Chuck's sake.

"Look, I didn't want to worry you guys and ruin your vacation. I was alright anyways, Sarah just isn't the one."

"Dude, you getting all drunk every day for a week and having me take care of you is your definition of alright?" Morgan asked innocently.

Ellie's eyes widen in shock while Chuck turned to Morgan and glared causing the little man to shrink in his seat next to him.

"I really am ok Ellie, both Morgan and Casey were there for me, and Casey really helped kept my mind off things by making me work-out with him."

"I knew you looked bigger Chuckster. Awesome John!" Devon stated with gratefulness for helping out his brother in law.

'Humph' Casey nodded his head.

"Yes thank you John, but come on Chuck. You loved Sarah way more than that bit-…Jill, and look how that turned out. You're telling me you got over Sarah in three weeks?" Ellie was definitely not buying it.

Chuck let out a frustrated sigh. "I never said I was over her El…I just…Look I still love her, but I can't waste another five years at the Buymore pining for some girl who will never think I'm good enough to love."

"Oh Chuck…" Ellie started with sadness in her voice.

"Listen up, everybody…I may not be on cloud nine, but I'm not on the verge of killing myself either. With Sarah leaving, I've decided to take control of my life and I guess this is as good a time as any, but I'm going to be gone for awhile."

"Where are you going? What are you going to do? How long will you be gone? Is this because of Sarah...Gahhhh I could kill her!" Ellie said through a mixture of rage, confusion, and hurt.

"Bro you don't have to go anywhere, we're here for you." Devon said.

"You can't leave me Chuck! Who am I going to play COD and Halo with!?" Morgan clearly upset that his best friend is leaving him behind.

Chuck placed a hand on Morgan's shoulder. "I'm only going to be gone for six months, a year max. I told Casey how I wanted to better my life, and through his connections, we both got jobs at a software company back east. We're essentially going through training till they deem us ready to work in one of their L.A. branches…I just need this, and I think this is what I'm meant to do"

Ellie, seeing how Chuck has his mind set asks "When do you have to leave?"

"In a week." Chuck could clearly see how much his answer deflated Ellie.

With his sister on the verge of tears, Chuck gets up from his chair and walks over to Ellie to give her a hug. "I promise I'll come back as soon as I can sis. I love you."

A week passed in the blink of an eye, and despite all the things Ellie tried to do to keep her brother from leaving; she knew deep down that Chuck needed to do this. The morning of Chuck's departure sure was a solemn affair inside Casa Bartowski. Morgan, Ellie, Devon, and Chuck just finished breakfast when Chuck went over to Casey's to bring him over; since there was no way in hell Ellie wasn't going to drive Chuck to the airport.

Chuck opens the door to Casey's apartment when a sudden wave of confusion washes over his face. "Dad...What are you doing here?"

"Is there something you want to tell me Charles?"

Oh Crap!

A/N(2): So I hope that's an OK stopping place. All reviews are welcome. Questions, good comments about my story, and especially constructive criticism are encouraged. If you want to comment about how horrible my story is or how bad my writing is, don't continue to suffer and stop reading. I guess if no one likes the story there's no point in continuing LOL. Hope that's not the case.