A woman with blonde hair streaked with grey and shockingly blue eyes walked through the park towards an old man sweeping the pavement. "Excuse me." She said, trying to gain his attention.

"What can I do for you?" The man asked, looking up at her as he put the brush down.

"I'm looking for the A-team."

"Ain't never heard of the A-team ma'am." The old man picked the brush back up and continued the sweeping.

"Please," her tone had a desperate edge to it. "I was told to come here by a Mr Lee. He said they could help."

The old man seemed to consider her a moment before shaking her head. Small tears of desperation where making their way down her cheeks. "Sorry I can't help you ma'am." He handed her an old tissue before walking away.

Samantha Bancroft walked away, opening the tissue up slightly. A message was written inside of it. Quickly, the woman walked towards a back alley as instructed only to come face to face with the same old man.

"Hannibal Smith, Mrs Bancroft." Hannibal held a hand for her to shake as he took of the wig. As he said this three other men came out of the van. "This is BA Baracus." The man pointed out to her was wearing a lot of gold, too much in Samantha's opinion. Hannibal gestured to a taller male with thinning brown hair introducing him as: "HM Murdock. And Templeton Peck." Samantha turned her gaze to the youngest of the group. He had dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes and a dazzling smile.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all. Can you help me find my son?"

"We can definitely try Mrs Bancroft." Hannibal stated.

"Samantha and thank you. I'll pay as much as I can." She dug around in her purse, pulling out a pile of money. "It isn't much but it's all I have." Templeton Peck was the one who took it from her hands and started to count the amount.

"How much Face?" Hannibal asked when the blonde had finished counting.

"500 Hannibal. Won't cover our usual fee but…well we should help her." Samantha felt a blinding panic at there not being enough money but silently thanked the younger man that he still wanted to help.

"How'd you lose your son, Mrs Bancroft?" Murdock asked in curious tone.

"I didn't lose him." She said, defensively. "I had to…I had to leave him. I couldn't look after him so I had to leave him." She could still remember the day leaving her beautiful baby boy alone on the steps of that orphanage. "I left him at St Mary's orphanage here in LA. His name is Richard Bancroft."

"Why didn't you go to the orphanage?" BA asked her.

"I did but they didn't have a record." She took a small breath, trying to control the emotions at the thought of her abandoned son.

"When did you leave him?" Face looked at her and there was something in his eyes that Samantha couldn't quite place.

"It was 30 years ago, he was only 5." The silence that followed caused her to hesitate. "Can you still find him?" She knew she was begging but she couldn't help it.

"Why wait so long?" Face seemed to have a hint of anger in his blue eyes but he kept it hidden under a façade of indifference.

"I never found the money. I thought he might have a family of his own by now. Why now because…because…it's private." She couldn't tell them, not when it sounded so utterly selfish. "Just can you help me please?"

"We'll see what we can do." Hannibal stated, looking at Face with an odd look on his face. She thanked them as they led her from the alley.

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"You okay, Face?" Murdock asked as soon as Samantha Bancroft had left the alley.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He wasn't though. Not completely. He knew the others were thinking along the same lines as him but he also knew that it wasn't likely. There were bound to be lots of kids coming to the orphanage at that time.

Hannibal gave his second in command a look before climbing into the van. The others followed and BA started it up. "Murdock and Face go see what you can find out from the public files, me and BA'll go check the orphanage." Hannibal lit his cigar, considering what the woman had said as BA drove to drop Face and Murdock off at the public offices.

As soon as Face and Murdock had climbed out, BA started to speak. "You don't think?"

"I don't know what to think." Hannibal replied. There was a chance though; too small to make any rash decisions though. He needed to find out the truth first. If they acted too soon and it turned out to be wrong it could break Face. They needed to be absolutely sure before they did anything.

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Murdock and Face climbed out of the van and headed towards the public records office. Murdock kept throwing glances at Face, to make sure Face was alright. He seemed fine but that didn't really mean anything. "It seems to fit…" Murdock started only to be cut off by a sharp look from Face. "I only mean…"

"I know what you mean. It's just…I don't want to think too much into it. I mean it could be wrong." Face's voce was completely dull of emotion, meaning he was probably trying to keep the thoughts away from the team.

"Okay." Murdock sad, not really okay with it but knowing there was nothing he could do.

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"30 years ago? Colonel Smith I'm afraid that the records from that far back are quite difficult to find and they aren't something that I can give you."

"There's gotta be something." Hannibal interrupted Sister Mary. Just then the door opened, revealing Father Maghil.

"Colonel Smith and Sergeant Baracus I didn't expect to find you here. Is Templeton alright?" BA looked at the old priest and couldn't help but smile. From what Face had told them the old man was a kind one.

"He's fine but we're looking for some information."

"About?"

"About orphans that came in 30 years ago." BA said, noticing the Father having a strange look on his face.

"There were quite a few, is there anything you could tell me about this specific orphan."

"Well, he was 5 years old when he came and his name was Richard Bancroft." The older priest frowned.

"A woman came looking for the person I'm guessing she hired you."

"That she did." When BA answered the priest frowned again.

"There was only one young boy who came into this orphanage when he was 5. We never knew his name because he never told us we just found him on the steps." Both men knew what the priest was going to say before he said it but it was still a shock. "It was Templeton. I didn't tell the woman because I thought she might be working for the military but seeing as she came to you…"

"You did right, Father." Hannibal assured the man. "Thank you."

They walked back to the van in silence, both considering what the priest had told them. "So it's really Face's mum." Hannibal said.

"Yeah. We better go tell the fool." BA replied.

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"Nothing. There was no mention in the records of a Richard Bancroft." Face stated as he and Murdock climbed into the back of the van. The silence that greeted them was quite shocking to Face as usually the team was anything but silent.

Murdock must have been thinking along the same line because he said: "What did you find out?" Hannibal took a drag of his cigar before answering.

"I think we'd better take this conversation back to the house." No one argued because the tone in Hannibal's voice was wary and the Colonel was never wary.

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"So…" Face motioned for Hannibal to explain as the four took seats in the living room.

"Well, we found out who the woman's son is." Face felt oddly nervous all of a sudden. He'd been telling himself all day that the chances where next to none but the way Hannibal was acting made him hesitate for a moment. Hannibal turned his gaze on Face. "Face, Samantha Bancroft…She's your Mother."