Disclaimer: I do not own MacGyver, or any of the characters. This story is simply for enjoyment
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MacGyver and Pete were eating lunch. Pete couldn't see it, but he could tell the restaurant was filled with people.
"So, Pete. What have you been doing?"
"Oh," Pete answered. "Nothing much. Just the usual. How 'bout you?"
"Nothin' much ... Just the usual ..."
"Oh?" Pete gave MacGyver a skeptical look. He knew what 'the usual' was for Mac.
"Well ... Sam and I have just been traveling. If we come across somebody in trouble, we help them out. We couldn't just leave them. Sam is sooo stubborn, though. I ask him to stay in one place ... stay out of trouble. But does he listen ... no, of course not ..."
Pete smiled, "Sounds like somebody else I know."
"Oh?" MacGyver put mock curiosity in his voice. "Who?"
Pete laughed. "Hmmm, I wonder ..."
"Well, I --" MacGyver stopped suddenly.
"What?" Pete asked.
"What?" Pete asked again, after MacGyver didn't answer.
"Huh?" MacGyver asked. "Oh, nothin'. I just thought I saw somebody. Maybe it's just the fact that I'm back in L.A."
"Maybe. Who'd you see? I mean, who'd you think you saw?"
"Well, it looked like Murdoc. But like I said ... it's probably just me. You know, after not being in L.A. for a while."
"Yeah ... probably. But ya' know? Nobody ... NOBODY ... has seen Murdoc since you left. He hasn't even come to 'see' anybody." Pete said.
"Well, I guess that's a good thing. Maybe I should've left a long time ago."
"Very funny. You wouldn't have --"
"No, Pete. It's not just me. There he is. Murdoc is right over there!!"
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*KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK*
Peter Thornton was awakened by a constant knocking at the door. It was the middle of the day, and he had fallen asleep without realizing it. He had been dreaming about MacGyver and Murdoc again. It had been almost three years since MacGyver left. He missed MacGyver ... but there was nothing he could do. Mac and Sam were all over, and Pete didn't know how or where to contact him. Sure, MacGyver called him every so often, but he hadn't recently. Actually, it had been almost 8 months since Mac called last. MacGyver didn't usually put that much time in between calls. But that's MacGyver.
But why has Murdoc been in the dreams?
Pete thought to himself. I certainly don't miss him!! Oh well...He felt his way over to the door. When he got there, he called through it, "Yes?"
But there was no answer.
"Anybody there?" he called.
More silence.
"Hello?"
Even more silence. Pete waited a minute. But as he started to walk away, he heard ...
"Pete, it's me." The voice was familiar.
"MacGyver?"
"Yeah, could you let me in? It kinda' cold out here."
"Yeah, sure. Sorry, Mac."
He opened the door. After he sensed MacGyver walk in, he shut the door. "Have a seat."
"Thanks, Pete," came MacGyver's reply.
"But I don't think I'll be needing it," the voice changed. The voice he had heard before. The voice from some of his dreams. The voice of ...
"Murdoc," Pete said.
"Ah ... so you do remember me."
Pete remained silent.
"What's the matter, Peter? You don't look too happy to see me!" Murdoc replied. Pete was unaware of the sneer on Murdoc's face.
"Was I supposed to be?" Pete asked sarcastically.
"Well, I would've expected more than that. Not too brave without your hero, MacGyver, here - are you?"
"Why are you here? What do you want?"
"Ya' see, Peter. It's simple. I've been getting really bored. And I got to thinking that since I can't have any fun with MacGyver, I could have a little fun with you. Sure, it won't be quite as fun with you ... considering you can't see. But that also cuts the cost of a blindfold. And it might be a little fun ... watching you squirm. You won't know what's coming next. But you won't put up a fight. And you won't be as creative as MacGyver. You definitely won't be quite a challenge. Challenge is half the fun of it, but since my challenge is gone ... you will have to do."
"Thanks a lot!!" Pete said skeptically.
"Come Peter ..." Murdoc said, forcefully grabbing Pete by the arm.
Murdoc then led him down to a waiting van. After putting Pete in the back, Murdoc went back into Pete's house, and proceeded to trash it.
Murdoc had kept it from Pete. He had given him that well-rehearsed speech. But what he really wanted was MacGyver. And now Murdoc had a way to him...