The Life of a Spy: A Chuck Fanfiction

Chapter 1

                In every job that you will ever have in your life, there will always be one familiar rule. Don’t date your coworkers. You would think that that would be especially true in the spy industry. While it might be true, that doesn’t mean that it doesn’t happen. Everyone has their moments of weakness, even spies. I was drafted into the NSA at a young age. I went in, directly after high school. My family was told that I was going to school in Europe, and therefore communication would be touch and go.  

                It all started in 2001 in Iran. I was put on a team with four NSA operatives to track down some Iranian gold.  Sometimes it’s easier for a woman to seduce the location out of its owner than it is to torture the location out its owner. Apparently when all of the owner’s preferences were entered into a computer, my picture was the only one to come up. I was given the best training, and put with the best partner and team I could ask for, or so I thought. When we were alone, I spent most of my time fending off advances from the younger of the men. He didn’t stop until he was told he’d lose fingers if he ever hit on me again by our leader John Casey. We finally found the gold and we were about to lock it down when our team turned on us. They wanted to keep it for themselves, but Casey and I wanted to do the right thing. In the end the two of us worked together and took down the rest of our team, dragging them through the desert so that they could be court martialed. Along the way, we may or may not have had a little fling. It’s classified. Or at least, I’m telling you it’s classified because I don’t want to talk about it.

                Ten years later, I got a break to come home to see my family because my sister Ellie was getting married, only to get a nice little surprise. My car dropped me off in front of the complex where my brother and sister live. I walked, rolling my suitcase behind me as I walked into the courtyard, aware of my surroundings. I stopped short when I was about to knock on Ellie’s door. “Casey?” I asked, turning around. He stopped short, and was staring at me as well.

                “Kat?” He asked, “What are you doing here?” Casey crossed the courtyard quickly.

                “I’m here visiting my brother and sister.” I replied, shifting my bag on my shoulder. “I’d ask why you’re here, but I already know why.” I teased.

                “How do you know about that?” He asked, in that low gravelly voice that I am ever so familiar with.

                “My security clearance is higher than it used to be.” I reminded him. “Besides, I’m not here in any official capacity. I’m here for the wedding, and to maybe be of use when necessary.” I smiled. “It’s good to see you again John.” I said after a minute of silence.

                “It’s good to see you too Kat. That is what you’re going by right?” He asked.

                “Yes. That’s what I’m going by, except the last name is Bartowski.” I grinned.

                “You’re Chuck’s sister?”

                “Yeah. I’m the baby of the family. What’s our cover? How do we know each other?” I asked, trying to get my bearings before I faced my family.

                He paused for a moment, “What’s your cover here?” Casey asked, raising an eyebrow. “What do you tell them that you do for a living?”

                “They think I’m an event planner.” I laughed.

                “Well, that’s sort of close to what you actually do.” He laughed, knowing what I do for the NSA. “We’ll say that I was at a party you planned. You better get in there. She’s been obsessing over your visit for a few weeks.”