Hi Muchachos!
As my other story was not loved, I post a new fic. Let me review please.
The Van so known and so precious of the A - team stopped in the center of the abandoned and deserted parking lot.
- Well, to later the guys; launched of a cheerful tone Murdock while Face opened the side door of the small van to come down.
- Take care Captain; answered him Hannibal while returning him his smile.
- Always Colonel.
BA groaned as Murdock gave him a pat on the shoulder before joining Face on the car park which closed the door behind.
Hannibal then called out his window.
- We keep contact Lieutenant. No rotten trick. You watch your rear, OK?
- Hannibal I'm not a baby.
- Check up at eleven o'clock tomorrow. And I mean eleven o'clock in the morning.
Face rolled his eyes before replying sarcastically.
- Sir, yes, sir.
Then started up to go to join his Vette parked a little farther beside Murdock hands in pockets. Both hated this time. The time to go 'home', especially Face, who hated to bring his best friend in the psychiatric hospital and had to find a new con for a new place to sleep.
Hannibal looked at the pair silently before ordering BA.
- Let's go!
BA put back the Van on the way at the same time as Murdock stopped all of a sudden.
- Damn, I forgot Smiley.
And quickly turned back to return towards the Van by running.
Face sighed and continued on his way to his car.
- What he still wants this fool? Asked BA while stopping the Van again having seen the pilot in the rear-view mirror.
And hardly stopped the car, Murdock opened the side door and leaned down to retrieve his little stuffed 'Smiley ' a nice little panda that the little girl they had rescued their last mission had given by way of thanks.
- Oh, I 'm sorry Smiley. I can't imagine what it would have done you great ugly if you had . . .
But his sentence was cut while was thrown forward by the breath of a back coming noisy explosion. He found itself half stretched out on the floor of the Van at the same time as the latter made a shock accompanied with a deaf loud noise, as if something had collided him.
Hannibal had protected the eyes of the sudden brightness by bending his arm over his face in a reflex and a few seconds later he gently descended to see a ball of fire that covered the rest of what the Vette before.