THE FAULTY INTERSECT

A pair of glasses sat on the top of a box that represented the entirety of Chuck’s four years with the CIA. Yet they weren’t his, they weren’t something he’d scattered around Castle - they were Intersect glasses. Chuck flipped over the note, a smile teasing at the corner of his lips as he saw the message signed, so it seemed, from Beckman. She’d left him with his father’s program.

Chuck slipped on the glasses...

But something was wrong. With each Flash, he found himself losing bits of himself. Anxiety teased at him, uncertainty, and as the success of his company wavered, Chuck fell into an old depression. It wasn’t until an offhand mention of Jill, who he didn’t remember, that Chuck realized that there was nothing wrong with him, but instead with the computer in his brain.