I saw 'A-TEAM' not too long ago and noted the green bracelet that Hannibal always wore and couldn't help but think of this story of how he got it.
I do not own any characters but Mackenzie/Mac. This story may lead to a continuation.
Means flashback
Col. John 'Hannibal' Smith laid on his bunk, puffing a cigar. All the others were asleep. B.A. was mumbling about flying with Murdock. Murdock was talking in his sleep like the "insane' person he was and Face was snoring softly.
He looked at the green bracelet he always wore around his right wrist. His good luck charm as she had called it. The bracelet had been a gift from his daughter Annabel Mackenzie 'Mac' Smith. His daughter.
"I made this for you in art class daddy." A 10 year old Mac tied a green bracelet around her fathers wrist. "Its for good luck on missons" He smiled at the mispronunciation.
"Thank you, baby doll. I'll never take it off and every time I look at, I'll think of you."
He smiled at the memory of her. Quietly, he pulled a photo of her from his shirt pocket.
It was taken when she was 10 years old. She was smiling boldly wrapping her small arms around her fathers waist. She had been wearing torn jeans and t-shirt that read "My daddy's a RANGER."
Mackenzie had her father's brilliant blue eyes and the same dark brown almost black hair he had years ago. She was about 24 now. She had meet the team when she was 15 and considered the boys her big brothers. Her and Face certainly fought like siblings.
Not hearing from her since the first few months of his sentence, he thought back to that day:
"Smith! You got a visitor!"
Hannibal was led out of his cell and there sitting in the visitors center was his baby.
"Can I hug my father?" She asked, pretending to be nervous.
"Go ahead. Call when your finished."
Mac maneuvered herself around her fathers cuffs and hugged him tightly. He smiled as he pulled her close.
"How have you been dad?"
"I know you Mac. I know you did not drive all this way to ask how I'm doing." His smug replied earned him a smile.
"Part of me is wondering when your gonna try to bust out and get the guys." She said in hushed voice. "I know you, dad and you always have a plan".
Hannibal just changed the subject. He didn't want his daughter involved unless it was absolutely necessary. She was one of the few civilians he and the boys trusted.
The next morning, the team had been informed about a possible drug ring. Next thing they knew. The were surrounded by at least 2 dozen armed men.
"Boss man, please tell me you have a plan." Murdock pleaded.
That my prologue. I'll try to have the new story up soon