Hidden Memory

Susan Owens

Rated: PG

Warning: Safe

Summary: The Ateam get ready for a new job in Murdock's hometown

Disclaimer: I do not own them

Copyright 2000

Edited by: Sockii

Author's Notes: Sockii gave me permission to post this. It is also in her book

The Dwight Papers. It's also my very first A-Team story. I hope you enjoy it.

I have to retype this word from word because it was done in format 6.0 something

like

that and I can't open it. So if you find any mistakes, It's a typing error I hit

the wrong keys. The is my most problem so you may see the like this hte I can

spell the I just hit the wrong keys.

Part One

He sat in Dr. Richter's office, staring up at the ceiling, his dark brown eyes

moving back and forth.

"Murdock, will you please paid attention? You really must talk about this."

Murdock looked at Dr.Richter, who meant so much to him. Murdock knew he would

be lost today if Dr. Richter had been killed by that madman who had kidnapped

him, if he hadn't convinced his friends to help rescue him.

He knew what the doctor wanted him to talk about. He wanted Murdock to talk

about his mother, a subject he found very difficult to discuss.

"Come on, Doc, let's not talk about that. I could tell you about a dream I had

instead. I dreamt I was a little goldfish and this cat tried to eat me. Suddenly

I turned into a shark and ate the cat instead. What do you think it means?"

"I think it means you're trying to avoid the subject. Murdock,please let's talk

about your mother."

Okay, Doc, Murdock replied, suddenly jumping up and grabbing Dr.Richter's

tablet. "Now, Doc, tell me about your mother. Did you love her? Did you hate

her?" Dr. Richter took the tablet back. Murdock stared at him and sighed.

"Okay, Doc, you win. I'll tell you about my mother. Where do I begin, let's

see... she was born on March 14 1865."

"1865? Murdock be serious."

"I am being serious.You see, Doc, my father was an inventer. He built this time

machine and traveled back into time and met my mother. So anyway he decided to

take her back to his time, and soon they were married. They really didn't want

to have children right away, but easy come easy go. I was born or whatever.

Dr. Richter looked at Murdock, knowing he was not telling the truth. For some

unknown reason, when it came to talking about his mother, Murdock always had a

different story.

"Say Doc, do you want to hear the rest?"

No, Murdock, this session is over. I'll have an orderly take you back to your

room. Maybe someday you will be able to tell

me the real story."

As Murdock walked down the hall to his room, he thought to himself. Fat change,

Doc, I don't remember much about

my mother except a few things, like her voice, and the way she used to sing our

favorite song to me. I wish I could remember what it was. Where the heck is

Face? I want out of here. I'm bored and I need some action. Come on, Faceman,

where are you?







At that moment, Faceman - or Templeton Peck - was having dinner with a beautiful

woman, a tall blond named Irene. He poured her a glass of wine and smiled at

her, "To us, Irene, and to the future."

"To us," said Irene as their glasses clanked together.

Suddenly the telephone rang. "So help me if that's Hannibal, I'll turn him into

applesauce or worse. Hello."

"Hi Face, this is Hannibal. I hope I'm not bothering you but we got a case. So

go get Murdock and meet BA at the youth center."

"Hannibal, Irene, is here-- you know the woman I've been trying to date? I was

just about to show her a good time."

"Well, Lieutenant, show her the door instead and get moving."

Face started to protest but Hannibal had all ready hung up. Face then hung up

the phone and told Irene that something came

up and he was needed. Irene told him in not so friendly words good-bye and left.

Face soon arrived at the V.A.Hospital and walked in. A pretty nurse was at the

desk. He came up to her and presented her a card and document.

"Hello, I'm Dr.Collin Pennypincher, from the Colider Center in San Francisco.

I'm looking for a patient named H.M. Murdock; he's been chosen for a test

involving different types of phobias. You know, like fear of height, fear of

flying, fear of cheese."

"Cheese?" responded the nurse.

Oh yes, did you know that some people are very afraid of cheese? They believe

that if they eat too much cheese, they will turn into mice. It's very sad."

The nurse was looking over the document Dr. Pennypincher had given her to see if

they were in order. Satisfied, she handed it back to him.

"All right, come with me," and she led him down to Murdock's room. As they

entered the room Murdock was playing an video game.

"Captain Murdock, this is Dr. Pennypincher, and he's here to take you to the

Colider Center in San Francisco. You have been chosen for test about different

types of phobias."

Murdock held out his hand. "Please to meet you, Dr. Pennypincher."

Dr. Pennypincher turned to the nurse and handed her the release papers to sign.

"We should have Captain Murdock back as soon as the testing is over."

Face and Murdock soon left. As they were heading for Face's vette, Murdock

looked at him and asked, "Face, where the heck have you guys been? I mean it's

been three days since I last seen you guys. I thought that Decker might had

caught you."

"No, Murdock. Hannibal decided to stay low for a while. Sorry if you weren't

told, Hannibal thinks that Decker might had seen you with us. He thought it was

best not to contract you. He figured that Decker had M.Ps scouting the hospital

and he was right."

Murdock nodded his head." Yeah, I know. They were everywhere. But you guys

weren't there, so how did you know?"

Face smiled at Murdock. "The colonel and I were there. Hannibal was disguised

as one of the gardeners and I was disguised as one of the orderlies. Do you

remember seeing an orderly with red hair and a goatee?"

"Yeah. Was that you?"

Face nodded his head. Murdock stared at Peck.

"They must had put my medication in my food. I didn't even recognize you guys."

Face smiled and put his hand on his friend's shoulder. "If it makes you feel

better, I didn't recogize us either. We got a case

now and we got to meet BA at the youth center, so let's go."

"Face, in case you haven't noticed, you are the one driving" replied Murdock.

Face nodded and drove to meet BA.

BA was waiting for them, but not patiently, when Face pulled up. He walked over

to them. "Face, what took you so long?

All you had to do was pick up this crazy fool. How long does that take?"

Face was getting a little annoyed. "Look B.A. if you think I took too long, next

time you pick him up." B.A. just growled at Face and walked towards his van and

drove away. Face and Murdock followed him in Peck's car. Soon they arrived where

Hannibal told them to meet him, and he was waiting for them.

"Well, it's about time."

"Hannibal, don't you start, too. I was a little late picking up Murdock because

I had a hard time getting rid of Irene, and let me tell you, she wasn't too

happy about it. I'll probably will never see her again."

"Ah poor Face," said Hannibal."Okay guys, let's give him a pity party ."

"Ahhhh," cried Smith and Murdock.

Peck stared at them. "Very funny guys, very funny."

B.A. just shook his head. Sometimes I think the colonel needs to share a room

with Murdock, he thought to himself.

Hannibal was now lighting his cigar. "Guys, we've got a case. It seem like a

big-time hood is trying to run a small nightclub out of business in Pineland,

Texas."

"Pineland!" exclaimed Murdock. That's where I was born, in 1867 I lived there

until I was seven. Then went to live with my grandparents in Oakwood, Texas ."

"You were not born in 1867, fool," said B.A.

"How do you what year I was born? You weren't there."

"Because, fool if you were born in 1867 you would be over a hundred years old."

Murdock smiled at B.A. "I hide my age well, don't I?"

BA turned and looled at Hannibal. "Hannibal, what are we going to be doing on

this case?"

"Yeah, said Peck, "and who's the client?"

Hannibal puffed on his cigar before he spoke. "Well guys, like I said,our client

runs a nightclub called Glitter Light. Lately some of her employees have been

disappearing and no one wants to work for her. Without employees she'll have to

closed down. She believes that a man named Leonard Cox has something to do with

it. He owns a nightclub on the south side of town and does like competion. Our

client's name is Miss Casey Kendall."

Murdock looked at Hannibal . "Did you say Casey Kendall?"

Hannibal nodded.

"That's my cousin. My mother's sister's daughter. I haven't seen her in years."

"Your cousin, huh" said Peck.

"Yeah, Faceman. Aunt Jennifer, my mother's sister, married this man named Guy

Kendall. They have a daughter name Cassandra who everyone calls Casey. Colonel,

if Casey is in trouble we got to get down there, and the fastest way is by

plane."





Part Two

They turned and looked at B.A. "Murdock's right, BA said Hannibal. "Flying

would be faster. If we drive down it would take two or more days."

B.A. shook his head. "No man, I'm driving my van down. I'm not leaving my ride."

Murdock walked over to B.A. "If I figure a way for the van to come too, then

will you fly?"

B.A. stared at Murdock. "Okay, fool, if you can figure a way for my van to come

too, I'll fly."

"Promise?" asked Murdock.

"Promise", replied B.A.

Murdock walked back to Face, "Come on Faceman. I know where we can get a plane

so B.A.'s van can come too."

"Wait fool! Hannibal, what exactly will we be doing at the nightclub?"

"Well, B.A. we're going under cover. I'll be Miss Kendall's business partner.

You'll be the bouncer, Face will be the bartender; and Murdock, you'll be the

singer."

"Murdock! A nightclub singer!" protested B.A. "Hannibal, I've heard cats sing

better than him."

"Thanks B.A., for that I am not singing at your wedding," said Murdock.

B.A., like it or not, of the three of us he's got the best voice," said

Hannibal.

"Yeah man, but Face's got the best looks," said B.A.

"Oh, I don't know B.A., a little make-up here and there, and a toupee, he can

almost be as handsome as I am," replied Face.

B.A. looked at Face. "Only when pigs fly."

"All right, that's enough," said Hannibal. "Face you and Murdock go get that

plane, and then we're goin down to Pineland to pay Mr. Cox a visit.

******

As Face was driving, he spoke to Murdock." So where is this airplane at?"

"At Abbott's Airfield. I heard though the V.A. grapevine,that Mr.Mark Abbott

buys his plane at low cost with no question asked."

Face smiled. "Which means Mr.Abbott might have bought stolen aircraft."

Murdock nodded. "I heard that he bought a World War II cargo plane, a

Consolidated R.45. Those babies could carry

cargo up to 10,000 pounds. It should be all right for the van."

Face smiled. Murdock, I've got a scam that I know will work."

Soon they arrived at Abbott's Airfield and found the plane. Murdock crawled

under and set to work placing a phony scratch mark on its belly. He then wink at

Face and they were ready.

The two were there at the plane as Mark Abbott headed towards them. The handsome

man was talking to the taller man.

"Now, Mr.Brabson," said the hamesome one. "Are you sure that this is your stolen

airplane?"

"Yes, Mr.Bobo. Don't you think I would recognize my own plane?"

Mr. Abbott come up to the two men. "What's going on here?"

Mr.Brabson turned on him. "You stole my plane and I want her back! Now!"

"I don't know what you are talking about. I bought this plane in good faith."

"You stole her!" cried Mr.Brabson. "And I 'm gonna call the police!"

The other man stepped in front of Mr.Brabson. "Please, Mr.Brabson, calm down.

I'm sure Mr.Abbott didn't know the plane was stolen."

The other man soon calmed the taller man down. He turned to Mr. Abbott. "Hello

,yes,my name is Mr.William J.Bobo. I'm a private investigator hired by Mr. Jonas

Brabson here to find his stolen plane."

"Yes!" cried Mr.Brabson. "That's my plane and I want her back!"

Mr. Abbott stared at the two men. Mr.Brabson was making him nervous. "What do

you mean, the plane was stolen? I brought it in good faith from a man in Beverly

Hills."

"You stole my plane!" cried Mr.Brabson. "This plane is mine and I can prove it.

If you look under the plane, you will see a scratch mark there. From when I

crashed her last month."

Mr. Abbottt crawled under the plane and saw the scratch mark.

"Mr.Abbott," said Mr. Bobo, "we can get this all cleared up if you would just

show us the ownership papers."

"He can't! " cried Mr. Brabson. "Because I have them." He took out the papers

and showed them to Mr. Bobo and Mr.Abbott.

"I brought this plane at an auction in Santa Fe, for twenty-five thousand

dollars."

Mr. Bobo read the papers. "Mr.Abbott, these papers seem to be in order. What do

you have to say about this?"

Mr. Abbott looked scared. The last thing he wanted was having the police get

involved. "Look, I don't want trouble. So why don't you just take the plane and

we'll forget the whole thing? I'll even throw in the gas. What do you say?"

Mr. Bobo turned to Mr.Brabson. "Well, Mr. Brabson, it's your plane. It's up to

you."

"All right just as long as I get my plane back."

Mr. Bobo smiled at Mr. Abbott. "Mr.Abbott you have yourself a deal."

When Mr. Abbott left, Peck told Murdock to get the plane ready. He would call

Hannibal and BA.

******

Soon Smith and Baracus arrived, and Hannibal stared at the plane. He smiled;

leave it to Murdock to find a plane that would carry the van."Nice Captain."

Baracus saw the huge plane and started having second thoughts. "I'm not getting

on that plane and I mean it," said BA.

"Now,BA" said Smit, "You promised Murdock that you would fly if he found a way

to take your van. As long as I known you, you have never broken a promise."

Baracus swallowed and then nodded his head. "You're right, man, I promised.

Let's go."

"BA, if it makes you fell better you can sit in the van," said Smith. "I'll even

sit in the van with you."

"Yeah that might help", said BA as he drove the van into the plane.

Hannibal turned to Baracus. "Here, BA, lets' turned on the air conditioning ."

"No man, I said I would fly, so you don't have to knock me out."

"Did I say anything about knocking you out?" asked Smith.

"Hannibal, I know you."

"All right. But please don't drive the van though the plane."

BA grabbed the hold of the wheel. It was going to be a long ride.







Part Three

Soon they arrived in Pineland. As B.A. was driving towards the club according to

the directions Hannibal gave him, Face spoke up, "Colonel, we could use

something to eat."

"Okay, B.A., stop at that general store called Goodman's."

B.A. pulled up in front of the store. As they got out and headed for the door,

Murdock began to get an eerie feeling. Something about this place frightened

him, but he didn't know why. The four men walked in.Hannibal was about to tell

them what to get when Murdock began screaming.

"Let me out of here! This place is evil! I'm suffocating, I can't breathe! I

want out of here! Where's the door?"

They turned to see Murdock in a panic state trying to find the door--which was

right in front of him.

"You crazy fool, the door's right in front of you!" said B.A.

He then noticed that Murdock was running towards the closed glass door and it

didn't look like he was going to stop. B.A. moved quickly and grabbed Murdock.

"Let me go, you ugly mudsucker!" screamed Murdock. "I want out of here."

Baracus held tight while Murdock kicked and screamed, trying to get away.

"Hold still, you fool. What's the matter with you?"

"Murdock, calm down," said Hannibal, concerned for his friend.

Suddenly the door opened and two people walked in. Murdock bit B.A., who quickly

let go of him, and Murdock ran out of the door and into the safety of the van.

Face and Hannibal looked at each other.

"Colonel, what was that all about?" asked Face.

"I think I can help."







They turned to see an old man, well built with gray hair and green eyes, who

looked to be in his sixties. He seemed friendly,

like the type of man you see hanging around general stores on television.

"I'm Tom Perry. I was a policeman when H.M. was little. I haven't seen him here

in many years. When he was seven his father took him to live with his

grandparents in Oakwood. On every other weekend his father would bring him down

to visit me. The last time I saw H.M. he was fourteen. So what brings him back

now? Is he visiting old friends?"

Hannibal puffed on his cigar. "Mr. Perry, why we're here is our business. Now

please tell us what that was all about."

Baracus walk over and added, "Yeah man. Now!"

The man sat down on the stool. "Well, I can't be too sure, but when H.M. was

five, his mother was murdered, right in this store. When I found her, H.M. was

standing in front of the doorway that led to the back room. I think he saw who

did it,

but he apparently wiped it out of his mind. His mother's killer was never

identified."

"How is it you would recognized Murdock after all these years?" asked

Hannibal, staring at the man, waiting for an answer.

"Well sir, I wasn't sure at first, but when you called him by his name, I knew I

was right. Besides that, he resembles his father. That's how I recognized him."

At that point Face turned and walked out to the van to see how Murdock was. He

climbed into the van and placed his hand

on his friend's shoulder.

"Murdock, are you all right?"

Murdock did not look up at Face. He felt ashamed. He thought to himself, Why

did I act that way? I've been in other stores before. What made this one

different? Now B.A. must really think I'm crazy. At least now he has a good

reason.

"Are you all right ?" asked Face again.

This time, Murdock looked up at Face and smiled at him. "Hey Faceman,of course

I'm all right. I just didn't like that store. You know how it is --- if you

don't like a store you try to get out. No big deal."

Face looked at his friend, and knew that he was not ready to talk about it.

"When you're ready to talk, we'll be here."

Murdock nodded his head. He knew Face and the other would help him.

Hannibal and B.A. entered the van. B.A. looked back at Murdock, who handed him a

piece of paper. It read, "Dear B.A., don't worry, I had my shots. So you have no

fear of turning into a dog or becoming crazy." B.A. struck the note in his

pocket and looked at Hannibal.

Hannibal had a funny feeling what B.A. was thinking: That poor fool, seeing his

own mother killed and the horrors of the Vietnam war. No wonder at times he

needs to escape in his own little world.

Hannibal turned to Face. "Face, you and B.A. go and see Ms. Kendall. Murdock and

I will join you later."

Murdock looked at Hannibal." No, Hannibal, we have to help my cousin. As for

what happened back at the store, we can deal with that later."

Hannibal glanced at Murdock. "Captain, I need to talk to you about what happened

now. B.A. can drop us off at the nearest motel. We can join them at the

nightclub later."

B.A.dropped them off and he and Face went to the nightclub. After checking in

Hannibal and Murdock went to the room. Murdock sat down on the bed. Hannibal

went over to him. "Captain, like I said we need to talk. Something happened in

that store that you need to remember for two reasons; one, to help you, and the

other to bring your mother's killer to justice.Your mother's killer was never

identified."

"My mother's killer? Hannibal what are you talking about? My mother just...

Murdock paused, as if he was trying to find the right words "...left. I mean,

one day she was there and the next day she was gone."

"I'm sorry, Murdock, but your mother was murdered and Mr. Perry thinks you saw

who did it."

Murdock looked up at Hannibal." Mr.Perry. He was a friend when I was little.

What did he tell you?"

"Mr. Perry was a policeman officer when you were little; he was in the store and

told us what happened. He's the one who found your mother's body. He said you

were staring at it but you were in a state of shock, and you forced the memory

from your mind."

Murdock put his head into his hands. Hannibal waited while Murdock sobbed

silently to himself. Serveral minutes later he looked up, his brown eyes sore

and red from sobbing. "Hannibal, I want to rememeber my mother and what happened

to her, but I just can't. It's like she never existed, like she was only a

dream."

Hannibal sat down on the bed beside Murdock. "I believe I have a way that might

help you."

"How?" asked Murdock as he look at his colonel.

"You'll see later. Let's go help your cousin first, all right?"

Murdock nodded his head.

"Fine," said Hannibal. I'll call a taxi."







Soon the taxi arrived and Hannibal told the driver where to go. When they walked

in the nightclub, Face and B.A. were talking to a woman. Hannibal walked up to

her.

"Miss Kendall, I would like you to meet the fourth member of my team."

The woman turned around and stared. "H.M., what are you doing here? What does he

mean, the fourth member of his team? You're a member of the A-Team? I thought

you were at the V.A. Hospital."

Murdock walked up to the woman and picked her up . He was really glad to see

her. "Hi there, muchacho, long time no see."

"H.M., put me down." With a smile, Murdock did what the woman commanded. She

suddenly turned on Hannibal. "How

dare you bring my cousin here? He is not a well man. He's insane!"

Face looked at Casey. "You have nothing to worry about. Murdock takes his

medication and it keeps him under control."

"He shouldn't be here; this may not be good for him. His mother was killed in

this towm."

Smith smoking on his cigar said. "Yes, Ms. Kendall, we were all ready told about

that."

Murdock took hold of Casey. "Casey, you have a problem and we want to help you.

I know you're ten years older than me, but please let me and my friends help."

"All right, H.M., you're no longer that little boy that used to followed me

around. As a matter of fact, I see you grew up to be a tall good looking guy."

She then turned to the A-Team. "If anything happened to him..."

B.A. smiled at her . "Don't worry, mama, nothing will happen to him. He knows

what he doing."

Hannibal spoke to her. "Now Miss Kendall, you told Mr. Lee that a man named

Leonard Cox was trying to run you out of business."

"That's right. My help has disappeared. No one wants to work for me. They're

afraid something will happen to them. As I told Mr.Lee, Mr.Cox owns another

nightclub, a real hole in the wall. I'm afraid he doesn't like competition."

They stood and listened to her story and finally Smith asked her, "why didn't

you just go to the police?"

"I don't have any hard evidence that Mr.Cox is behind the disappearance of my

employees. The police won't act without evidence."

"Well, Miss Kendall ,we're here to help. Face, B.A., let's pay Mr.Cox a visit.

Murdock, you stay here and practice your songs for tonight's opening."

"Songs?" asked Casey.

"Yes, Miss Kendall, meet your new nighclub singer."

"Really? Well, I hope he can sing more songs then 'Old MacDonald Had a Farm'."

Murdock stood there, something suddenly flashing in his mind. He saw a woman

and a little boy in a car. The little was singing "Old MacDonald Had a Farm."

Each time the little boy would make the animals sound louder, the woman would

laugh.

"Murdock, where did you go?" asked Hannibal. But Murdock only stared blankly at

him for a few minutes.

"Hannibal, I remember something about my mother. She liked my animals sounds."

"That's a start Murdock. Maybe more will come to you later. Let's go guys."

*******

B.A.drove to where Casey told him Mr.Cox's nightclub was. When they arrived,

Hannibal handed them each a weapon.

"What do you say, guys? Should we go and give Mr.Cox an invitation to opening

night?"

Face and B.A. stared at each other. "He's on the jazz, man said B.A.

*********

Two men sat at the front table, one was looking a little nervous. "I'm telling

you, Mr.Cox, you got nothing to worry about. I

got rid of her help and there ain't no one else who's going to help her. Me and

my boys made sure of that."

"You better be right, Nicky, 'cause I want this to go down smooth, so no screw

ups."

"There won't be, Mr. Cox , I promise."

"There better not be. If that woman opens up her nightclub more people may go

there, and I'll lose money. Money that I use to buy and store drugs down in

Mexico, to sell to very wealthy clients."

Suddenly the front door was kicked in and three men entered, shooting. Bullets

and broken glass flew everywhere, and the two men ducked under the table. Soon

the shooting stopped. The two men slowly came out from under the table.

"Who are you guys? What's the big ideal coming in here and shooting up my club?"

The oldest of the three intruders spit out the tip of his cigar. "I'm Hannibal

Smith, and we just gave you an invitation to Glitter Lights opening night."

"Smith, huh? Well,Smith, you just wasted your time and cost me a lot of money.

There's not going to be an opening night. Take care of them Rico, Mario."

Two more men came out of the back room. Face jumped on one of them, who fell to

the floor under Face's weight. B.A. took care of the other two by throwing them

out the window. He then grabbed Mr.Cox, picking him up over his head and threw

him as well.

Hannibal walked outside to him. "Mr.Cox, that was not very nice of you. For that

I'm taking back my invitation. Come on guys."

As he watched the three men leave, Mr. Cox turned to his men. "I want them

dead."







Part Four

"Love and marriage, love and marriage. Go together like a horse and carriage.

This I tell you brother. You can't have one, you can't have none, You can't have

one without the other.

Murdock finished one of the songs he had picked out, then smiled at his cousin.

"Well, what did you think?"

It was pretty good. You have a terrific voice, H.M., too bad there's no way you

could get a voice trainer. You 've got the making of a wonderful singer."

"What do you mean? I've got a voice trainer, and he's one of the best."

"Really! And who might that be?"

Murdock waved his hand at the floor. "Why, my dog Billy, of course. He's the

best voice trainer there is. If you thought I sung well, wait until you hear

Billy. Go ahead, Billy, sing for Casey." They waited but they heard no singing.

"Well, I guess he's not in the mood to sing right now. He's not to crazy about

being back in Pineland. Too many memories, I guess." Murdock suddenly became

quiet as another flashback unfolded in his mind.

He saw the same woman and child as before, only this time they were in a back

room of some place. The woman was holding something behind her back.

"Honey Muffin, mommy has a surprise for you. Close your eyes."

The little boy did what the woman said .The woman produced a box.

"Can you guess what I have in here?"

The little boy shook his head. "Well, you know that Aunt Jennifer's dog Sam had

puppies, and they 're old enough to leave their mother."

"I can't have a puppy. They make daddy sneeze."

The woman knelt down by the little boy. "Sam knows that your daddy is allergic

to dog, but she wanted you to have one .So she had an invisible puppy just for

you." The woman reached into the box and took out the puppy.

The little boy screamed with joy. "Is he really mine, mommy, is he?"

"He's all yours, Honey Muffin, all yours." She laughed as she watched him hug

the puppy.

"Oh, thank you mommy. I'm going to called him Billy."

"H.M., this is Casey, calling H.M., please come in."

"Huh? Oh, it's you. Casey, I was just remembering more about my mother. She gave

me Billy, and she had a nickname for me, Honey Muffin. My father never like it;

he said it was more for a girl."

"Well, I think it's kind of cute. Can we called you that too?" asked Face.

Murdock and Casey turned to see Hannibal, Face, and B.A. standing there. They

had entered the nightclub while the cousins had been talking. Murdock walked

over to Face, and looked into his blue eyes." Not unless I can called you

mommy."

Face said nothing. "I thought as much." Murdock turned to Hannibal. "So, how did

it go? Did I miss anything

important?"

"Hannibal was on the jazz as usual," said B.A.

"Now, B.A., it wasn't that bad. I just invited Mr. Cox to opening night. It's

not my fault that he ruined his chance to have a good time and hear great

entertainment."

"What entertainment?" asked B.A.

"Why, Murdock, of course," Hannibal said as he smiled at B.A.

"I said it once, and I'll say it again. That fool can't sing."

Murdock looked at B.A. As the saying goes, if looks could kill, B.A. would be

dead. Face walked over to Murdock and placed his arm around his friend 's

shoulder. "Don't let B.A. bother you. If it means anything, I think you have a

good voice, and so does Hannibal, or he never would have picked you to be the

singer."

Murdock smiled at Face. He could always count on Face to cheer him up.

Hannibal looked at his men. "We have to get ready for Cox and his men. Casey,

stay here but out of sight."

The Team members nodded their heads and got things ready. Hannibal had decided

to make things seem natural, as if nothing was going on. Murdock was up on stage

rehearsing, Face was behind the bar, getting ready for customers, and B.A. Was

standing by the bar, his arms folded.

Suddenly, five men walked in, each of them carrying an automatic weapon. One man

walked up to Hannibal who was sipping on the drink Face had made him.

"Not bad, Face, what do you called this?" asked Hannibal.

"Well, Hannibal, I call it..."

"Shut -up, pretty boy," said the man.

Hannibal looked at the man. "Now that's a stupid name for a drink. What do you

think, Face?"

Face smiled at his colonel. "You know, Colonel, you're right. It has no

character."

Hannibal turned and addressed the man. "Can I help you with something"?

"Yeah, you and your men here wreaked my nightclub, and we're here to return the

favor."

"Now, that real nice, right guys?" The other three nodded their heads. All at

once, Hannibal hit the man right in the face, sending him flying on the floor.

Face leapt over the bar and stuck another man, knocking him out. Murdock leapt

from the stage onto

one of the men and began punching him. Although the man was stronger than

Murdock was, with Murdock on his back he couldn't get s good hold of him and

Murdock managed to get him down. As Murdock looked up, he saw that B.A. had

taken care of the other two men.

Cox got up, rubbing his chin. Seeing that his men were defeated, he tried to get

away but Baracus stopped him. Hannibal walked up to him and said.

"Now, Cox, why don't you tell me where Miss. Kendall's missing employees are?

Before my friend here," he pointed at BA "puts a dent in your face."

B.A. growled at Cox.

Cox knew when he was beaten. "They 're being kept at my warehouse in Mexico."

"Where in Mexico?" Asked Hannibal.

"Veracruz. A cat food warehouse called El Cato in Boca Del Rico. On a street

called Ruiz Cortine ."

"What's the address?" asked Hannibal.

Cox knew that he'd better give them the exact address.

Hannibal smiled. "I bet you keep something else down there, too. What is it?"

Cox refused to talk. Colonel Smith turned to Baracus. "Sergeant, take care of

this scum."

B.A. smiled and pulled back his fist.

"No, wait." He stared at the fist inches from his face. "Drugs, I store drugs.

There's about fifty kilograms there, maybe more."

Hannibal smiled. "Nice." He looked at B.A. And nodded his head. B.A.

Understood and knocked Mr. Cox out.

Casey came out of the backroom .She looked at the mess and said nothing.

Hannibal turned to her.

"Call the police and tell them to contract the police in Veracruz Mexico. "Your

missing employees are there along with something the police may find

interesting, come on guys, let's go."

Casey watched as the four men left, then she called the police.







That night, after the police had taken care of Cox. They all sat around the

table listening to the club's original singer - not Murdock.

"I'm sorry H.M., I know you were looking forward to this, but when Tony heard

everything was all right he came back, and

I had to use him. He does this for a living. I hope you understand.

Murdock smiled at his cousin, but he was disappointed. He had been looking

forward to singing to a real audience. The club was packed standing room only.

Tony had just finished singing "My Way". The audience applauded.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to present Miss Casey Kendall's cousin, H.M.

Murdock. I was told that he wanted to

sing for you, so let's invite him up on stage," Tony announced as he motioned

Murdock to come up. Murdock looked at the others. Face winked at him.

"Go to it, Captain, show them what you got," replied Hannibal.

Murdock looked at B.A. Who nodded his head. "Yeah, fool, knock them dead."

That was all Murdock needed to hear. He ran up on the stage and after thanking

Tony began to sing "Fly Me To The Moon." The audience cheered their approval

and Tony and Murdock sang a few more songs together.

Hannibal puffed on his cigar. Murdock was having a good time, but tomorrow he

was going to have to face the truth about what happened to his mother, and

Hannibal wasn't too sure that Murdock could handle it.







Part Five

The next morning, Hannibal got up and went to the coffee shop across the street.

BA was already there and drinking a glass of milk.

"Morning, Hannibal .I ordered you some coffee," said BA.

"Good morning, BA. Did you enjoy yourself last night?' asked Hannibal.

"Yeah, man, I had a real good time, in spite of Murdock 's singing," BA said a

smile.

"Now, BA, you applauded just as much as everyone else did."

The two men turned around to see Face walk in. Face sat down and ordered a cup

of coffee.

"I did so the crazy fool wouldn't get too nervous."

"Come on, BA, face it, you enjoy Murdock's singing last night," said Face.

BA looked at Face. "Even if I did, I'd never tell that fool, and don't you

either."

Hannibal put down his cup of coffee. "Speaking of Murdock, is he still asleep?"

"Yeah," said Face. "Want me to wake him?"

"I think you better. He still needs to deal with his mother and what happened to

her," Hannibal replied.

Face nodded his head and walked back to the motel. He entered the room Murdock

was sleeping. But Murodck was not there.

Face returned to the coffee shop. "Hannibal, Murdock isn't here. I guess he got

up early and went for a walk."

Hannibal nodded his head. "Maybe Murdock needs to be alone to think. I'm going

to see someone who might be able to help him. Face, you and BA go over to his

cousin's house. Maybe she might know where he went."

"Hannibal," asked Face, "who are you going to see?"

Hannibal smiled at his men. "A psychiatrist that specializes in hypnosis."







Murdock stood outside his cousin's house. He had to talk to her. Maybe she could

tell him more about his mother. He knock on her door but there was no answer, so

he went around the back.

Casey was in the back, weeding her garden. She looked up to see Murdock standing

there.

"Oh, hello HM. I thought you and your friends were on your way back to LA."

"No, we decided to stay around to see if I could remember what happened to my

mother."

Casey stared at Murdock. "Why, HM, why bring up that painful memory?"

"That's just it Casey, I don't remember it. I only remember bits and pieces of

my mother, and I need to put them together. Will you help me?"

Casey nodded her head. "Come on, I'll take you to where you lived when you were

a little. The people who live there now are real nice, Mr.and Mrs. Belfast."

As they went around front to her car, they saw Face and BA pulling up. Murdock

ran over to them.

"Follow us guys, Casey's taking me to where I used to live."

BA waited till Casey pulled out then followed.







Hannibal Smith waited in the office waiting room. It seemed as if he had been

waiting for hours. Suddenly the door opened and a man came out. The man walked

up to Hannibal, and asked. "How's Murdock?"

Hannibal looked at him. "He's fine, Mr. Perry, and yourself?"

"Fine, I couldn't be better. Just stopped to see Dr. WilJohn. So, how long are

you and your men staying?"

"I don't mean to sound rude, but that's really none of your business. Now if you

will excuse me? I'm here to see the doctor."

Mr. Perry turned and walked away from Hannibal. As he left he thought to

himself, Well, Mr. Smith, if you and your men won't leave on your own, maybe the

Military Police can help you.

"Sir," said the receptionist, "Dr. WilJohn will see you now."

Hannibal thanked the woman and walked into the office. Doctor WilJohn was a

short stock woman with brown hair and eyes, who looked to be in her mid

thirties."Hello, what can I do for you?"

"Well, it's not really me that needs help, it's a friend of mine."

'I see. Why don't you sit down and you can tell me what's bothering your friend.

Is your friend here right now and can you only see him or her?"

'Now look, Dr.WilJohn, I do have a friend who needs your help .His name is HM

Murdock, and he may have seen his mother's murder when he was little. I think

that hypnotism might help him remember."

"I see. Well sir, bring your friend to my office at three today."

Hannibal smiled at the doctor and left. He called for a taxi and went back to

the motel.

Murdock, Face, BA, and Casey sat in the Belfast's living room. They all seemed

uncomfortable. At last Mrs. Belfast broke the silence.

"Tell me, Mr.Murdock, would you lie to see your old room?"

"No, Mrs. Belfast, it was a mistake to come here. Nothing is familiar anymore

.I'm sorry we wasted your time. Come on guys."

"Wait I have something for you. When we first moved into this house, we found

this in the attic." Mrs. Belfast went over to the bookcase and took out a small

book. "It's your mother's diary. Maybe you will find some your answers in it."

Murdock carefully took the diary from Mrs. Belfast and held it close to his

heart; here was something of his mother. "Thank you, Mrs. Belfast."

When they arrived back to the motel, Hannibal was waiting. "I see you found

Murdock."

"Yeah, we found him," said Face.

"We visited his old house and the people who live there gave Murdock a diary

that belonged to his mother."

Murdock turned and walked into the room he slept in.

"I guess he's going to read the diary. I sure hope he finds something," said BA.

Murdock opened the diary and began to read.

March 17,1952. My husband and I are going out on the town again. HM is over at

my Sister Jennifer's house. Frank and I have been having problems. Frank's job

as a traveling salesman takes him away so much and I've been so lonely. I've

been seeing another man, someone I met at the general store I work at. It seems

harmless at first. We would meet for coffee or lunch and just talk. But the more

Frank was away, the lonelier I got. Before long those little meeting turn into

blow out affair. I didn't mean for it to happen, but I was so lonely. I couldn't

control what was happening. As I walked into the living room last night, I saw

Frank standing by the fireplace. He was crying. I've hardly ever seen Frank cry.

I walked up to him and comforted him. He said he was sorry for not being there

for us and asked me to forgive him. There was nothing to forgive Frank for. He

had to work to support his family. I was the one who betrayed my family. I now

know what I must do. I have to break up with this other man, tell Frank the

truth and hope he will forgive me.

Murdock stared at the words as another memory flooded his mind...

"Get out! Why don't you leave me alone? I told you it was over. We were a

mistake. It never should have happened."

"No, it's not over, Elizabeth. I love you more than Frank ever could."

Suddenly the man kissed the woman. She pulled away and slapped him in the face.

"Get out before I call the police. When I come back you better be gone."

As the woman turned to leave, Murdock mind became blank. This was what he

couldn't remember.

Hannibal entered the room. Murdock was sitting on the bed, the diary now lying

beside him.

"Did the diary help you?"

"A little, but not much. I guess I need to remember what happened before any of

this can really make sense to me."

"Captain, I 've made an appointment for you to see a psychiatrist."

"A psychiatrist, Hannibal? Dr. Richter is my psychiatrist. I don't need another

one."

"Murdock, this psychiatrist is a specialist in hypnosis. She's going to

hypnotize you to help you remember what happened to your mother."

Murdock looked at Hannibal .He was scared but he trusted his commanding officer

and would blindly follow him anywhere.







Part Six

When they arrived at the doctor's office, the receptionist greeted them. "Dr.

WilJohn will see you in a few minutes. Please have a seat and wait."

Murdock walked up to one of the chairs and pick it up the receptionist stared at

him. "Sir, I said have a seat, not take a seat."

"Oh, sorry, I misunderstood you."

Dr.WilJohn came out of her office. "Hello again. So which one of these men is

MR? Murdock?"

"He is," said Face and BA as they pointed to the man wearing the blue baseball

hat.

"Hello, Mr.Murdock, my name is Dr.WilJohn. Why don't you come into my office and

we can get started."

Murdock looked at Hannibal, "I 'm not sure about this, Hannibal. I'm scared."

There nothing to be afraid of, Mr. Murdock," said Dr.WilJohn.

"Can my friends come in, too?"

"If they wish."

They entered the doctor's office. "Mr.Murdock, please lay down on this couch,

and don't be afraid. Gentlemen, you can stay but you must be quiet .I am going

to put Mr. Murdock under. If I see that what he is remembering is too much for

him, I will bring him back .Are we all clear on that?"

"Yes, Doctor, we understand," said Hannibal.

"Mr. Murdock, I am going, to set an anchor for you in the event that you need to

escape from anything, too threatening to you while in trance. If I touch your

wrist like this, you will immediately come back to the present, alert and

relaxed. Do you understand?"

"Yeah, Doc, I'm ready."

"Do you see the spinning color ball on the ceiling?"

Murdock nodded his head.

"As the ball spins count the different colors you see. Watch as the colors blend

together, concentrate on the colors. As you watch the colors blend, you are

discovering that your eyelids are getting heavy, very heavy. In fact, they are

getting so heavy that it is harder and harder to keep your eyes focused on the

pretty image. That's right; let it go. That's right; let them close. Hmmm, good,

Mr. Murdock. Can you hear me?"

"Yes."

"Good." Then she turned to Hannibal. "How old was he when his mother was

murdered?"

"Five."

She nodded. "You said his name was HM?" she asked Smith.

"Yes."

"Good, now we can begin. Mr. Murdock, we are going back to when you were five

.You are now five years old, and you are in the store, what do you see?"

"I see my mother. She is wating on Mr. Appleton."

"And where are you?"

"In the back. I'm not supposed to come out front when mommy is waiting on a

customer. Something's wrong. I got to go out."

"What's wrong HM?"

"Mommy, mommy. I can't find Billy."

"What's happening now, HM?"

"She's taking me into the back."

"Did she find Billy for you?"

"Yes, he was asleep in one of the crates"

Suddenly Murdock 's voice became very loud. "It's that man! I want out of here."

"HM, what man do you see?"

"A man. He's hurting my mommy." Murdock's eyes got very wide. "My mommy is hurt.

Why is that man hurting my mommy? "Get up mommy, get up." Murdock started

crying.

"HM, who is hurting your mommy?"

"That man." Murdock grabbed hold of the doctor. 'Please helps my mommy."

"What's happening now, HM?"

"My mommy being covered up. They're saying she dead. I don't understand. I want

my mommy."

Suddenly Murdock became silent. He let go of Dr. WilJohn. His eyes stared

rolling into the back of his head.

"He's going into shock. I have to bring him out." She touched his wrist.

Murdock blinked his eyes and slowly sat up. He looked around the room.

"Mr. Murdock, I'm going out to get you a drink of water .You just relax."

"Captain, are you all right?" Murdock saw the look on his friends' faces.

"I'm all right, Hannibal. Guys, when the doctor had me under hypnosis. I

remembered that there was another person in the store when my mother was killed.

Maybe she knows what happened."

"Who, Murdock," asked Face.

"My cousin, Casey. Come on guys, let's go see her."

As they started to leave, they heard talking outside.

"Sir, you can't go in there," they heard Dr. WilJohn say.

"Get out of my way, sister. There are wanted military fugitives in that room and

this time they're not getting away."

"Oh great, it's Decker. How did he know where to find us?"

"I don't know, Face. Come on, guys, there must be another way out," said

Hannibal.

Face pointed to a back door.

As the A-Team went out the back, Decker and his men came in the front. "They're

getting away out the back! Go, go, go!" cried Decker. The M.P.s raced for their

cars to chase the A-Team, only to find that the wheels had been blown out and

each of the cars' radiators were smoking. Decker pounded his fist on one of the

cars. "Someday, Smith, you are going to run out of

luck, and when that happens I'll be waiting."

The A-Team was on their way to see Casey.

"Murdock. I don't understand. If you remembered Casey being there, why didn't

you tell Dr. WilJohn?"

"Because, Faceman, she didn't asked."

Face nodded his head. "I guess that's a good enough reason."

Murdock tapped BA on the shoulder. "Could you drive a little faster, Big Guy?

This memory has been gone too long and only Casey can find it."

BA looked at Hannibal, he nodded his head, and BA picked up speed. Soon they

arrived at Casey's home but she wasn't there. They got back into the van.

"She must have gone to the nightclub," said Hannibal. "Let's go, BA."

When they arrived, Casey was there.

"Hi, guys, just getting ready for tonight. Hey HM, you were really good last

night. I don't suppose you would do it again tonight? Tony was called away and

I need a replacement. How about it."

Murdock sadly shook his head. "I didn't come here to sing. I don't remember what

happened to my mother. But I do remember I was not the only one there that day.

Casey, what happened to my mother?"

Casey stared at Murdock. "I was hoping you would never remember I was there too.

Oh, why don't you just forget about all this? It happened years ago. Why is it

so important to you?"

"Because it is. Please, Casey. Please tell me who killed my mother."

Casey lowered her head and began to cry. They waited for her to calm down,

wiping her eyes as she began, "HM was right .I was in the store that day. Aunt

Elizabeth was working by herself. She told me that Mr. Goodman would be in

later. I went back to the magazine rack to look at the movie magazines. As I was

looking through a magazine I heard two fighting. I looked up and saw that it

was Aunt Elizabeth and Officer Perry. Suddenly Aunt Elizabeth turned to leave

and Mr. Perry hit her on the head with something .I couldn't tell what it was .I

hid and when the police arrived I left though the side door."

Murdock grabbed hold of Casey, clearly upset. "You saw Mr. Perry kill my mother

and you didn't tell the police! Why, Casey?"

Casey stared at Murdock .She wanted to die. "I did, HM, although not right away.

I was hoping they find out themselves."

She paused. "I waited two days, then I told them everything. There was an

investigation but the murder weapon was never found and without it, it was my

word against Officer Perry's"

Murdock was still angry. "If you had just come forward in the store that day,

Mr. Perry wouldn't had gotten away with murder."

Casey looked at her cousin. "I'm sorry, HM."

Murdock turned his back on her. "What good is that gonna do now?"

Smith stepped forward. "Go easy on her, Captain. She was only a frightened

teenager then."

Murdock nodded his head. "I'm sorry, Casey. This must have been pretty hard on

you too."

Murdock again thought back. He remembered his mother and Mr. Perry fighting.

Mr. Perry was the man she had been seeing, and she wanted to break it off and he

didn't. So as she was leaving to go into the back of the store, Mr. Perry picked

up a statue of an elephant and hit her on the head with it. Then he took the

murder weapon, wiped off his fingerprints and any traces of blood. He put the

murder weapon into his bag and went about making

it look like a robbery. When he finished, he called the police.

"Hello, this is Officer Perry, I 'm calling in to report a crime. There's been a

robbery and homicide at Goodman's store."

When he hung up the phone, he noticed the little boy. Elizabeth's, son HM. He

walked over to the child kill him too, when he noticed the child was in a state

of shock. Instead, he picked up the child and held him close and told him

everything would be all right.

Soon the police arrived; one officer walked up to him.

"Tom, what happened?"

"Mark, I don't know .I came in to get some groceries and found that the store

had been robbed, Mrs. Murdock dead and her son in a state of shock."

A policewoman walked over to Tom Perry and took HM.

"I'll take him to the hospital .Tom, get in touch with his father."

Murdock returned to the present. He was almost sure he knew where the weapon

was.

If he was right it had been in plain sight all those years.

"Guys, Casey, I think I know where the murder weapon is."

"Murdock, are you sure? Your cousin said it was never found."

"Yeah, Big Guy. When I was about six or seven I lived with my grandparents on a

ranch in Oakwood. Texas. My father traveled a lot and he thought life on the

road was no place for a child. He wanted me to have a real home. My father and

Mr. Perry were friends I guess my mother never had a chance to my father about

her and Mr. Perry. Anyway my father would take me to Mr. Perry 's house every

other weekend. Mr. Perry had a statue of an elephant that he kept on the mantel

above his

fireplace. I remembered now how that statue used to frightened me. I was afraid

it was going to hurt me."

Face turned to him. "You think that's the murder weapon?"

"Yes I do. Come on guys, let's pay Mr. Perry a visit."







Part Seven

The black van pulled up in front of Tom Perry 's house. Murdock was sitting in

the front with BA. When BA parked the van, he climbed out of the van.

"Hey, man, wait, don't go in alone," said BA.

Murdock turned around to face BA. "I'm going to confront Mr. Perry. Thanks to

Doctor WilJohn and Casey, and my mother 's diary, I remembered who killed my

mother. But now I want to know why. Guys I have to do this alone .You

understand, don't you?"

They nodded their heads.

"Murdock, if you need us we'll be here," said Face.

"You may be going in there alone, fool, but we're with you in spirit."

"Thanks, Faceman, BA, I'll be all right."

"Good luck, Captain," said Hannibal.

Murdock nodded and headed for the door. He knocked, and listened as he heard

someone coming to answer it. Soon the door opened and Tom Perry was standing

there.

"Hello, HM. What brings you here? The last time I saw you, you were trying to

get out of Goodman's store."

Murdock walked up to the fireplace and stared at the statue on the mantel. "Mr.

Perry, this is the most difficult thing I ever had to do."

Mr. Perry looked at Murdock .By the angry look in his eyes, he knew that Murdock

had remembered that day. "You remember, don't you?"

"Yes, thanks to some help. I remember that you killed my mother with this."

Murdock pointed to the statue on the mantel. "What I want to know is why."

The older man turned away from Murdock. "I loved your mother, HM, more than

anyone. But she told me that she still loved your father. She said we were a

mistake. Damn our love was not a mistake. Why did she say such a thing? We could

have been very happy together. Why did she ruin everything?"

"My mother didn't ruin anything .You killed her, and you said that you loved

her. You don't kill the person that you love."

"Some people do, if the person they love doesn't love them."

"I've got news for you, Mr. Perry. That's not love. If you had really loved my

mother, you would have let her go. Instead you took that statue and killed her

with it. Didn't you even care what that did to me, seeing you kill my mother?"

Mr. Perry looked angrily at Murdock I didn't know you were there. The last thing

I wanted was to hurt you."

"It's too late for that, Mr. Perry, the damage has been done. Even when my

father send me to live with my grandparents, you would come to visit me, or my

father would bring me to visit you. You were like a second father to me. You

were there when my father couldn't be there. I loved you; and you killed my

mother. You make me sick."

I'm sorry HM, I was hoping you would never remember," said Tom Perry as he took

out his gun.

"Now I'm going to have to kill you."

"Don't be a fool. I didn't come alone."

"I figured that. Your friends are out front waiting for you, so we are going out

the back. Move it."

As the two men started down the steps that lead to the back door, Murdock turned

and grabbed for the gun. The two men struggled with the gun. Bang! The gun

went off.

The A-Team heard the shot and ran in the direction from which it had come.

Murdock was standing over Tom Perry, who was holding is arm.

"Get up, Mr. Perry, it's only a flesh wound."

Mr. Perry just stared at Murdock. BA walked over and yanked him to his feet. "He

said get up, sucker, something wrong with your hearing?"

"Thanks, BA. Come on guys, I'm going to show you the murder weapon." They

followed Murdock back into the house, BA with a firm grip on Tom Perry. Murdock

walked up to the fireplace and pointed to the statue of the elephant.

"Well, here it is."

Face walked over and stared at the statue. "You mean it was here all the time?"

"Right," replied Murdock.

Mr. Perry began to laugh. "You'll never prove that. Besides, you're the crazy

one .No one is going to believe a crazy man, and there no other witness."

"That's where you are wrong, Mr. Perry. My cousin also saw you kill my mother

and I'm sure she will be happy to testify in court if it comes to that," said

Murdock.

"Well it won't," said Mr. Perry.

Hannibal stared at him. "Mr. Perry, I believe you're wrong. There'd this Medical

Examiner in L .A. Who once work on a murder case older then this one. Though

a new method he proved her the killer was. What was his name, Face?"

Face thought for a moment. "I don't recall right now, Colonel. I think it began

with a Q."

"No matter, but you see, Mr. Perry this is the kind of case he loves. I'm sure

he'll come down and prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that you killed Mrs.

Murdock. This time they will have to listen to Casey. BA ties him up. Come on

guys; let's get back to Casey. We'll call the police from there."

BA nodded his head and soon Mr. Perry was tied up. They then went back to the

nightclub. Murdock walked up to his cousin. "Casey, we have to leave now. You

call the police and tell me what happened that day in Mr. Goodman 's store and

show them the murder weapon. If this goes to court, you'll have to testify. I

can't because I've been declared insane by the state of

California. Casey, I love you."

Casey nodded her head. Murdock then turned to his friends. "Let's go guys, I've

got to get back. Dr. Richter wants to heard about my mother, but first I've got

to make a stop." They said their good-byes to Casey and left

When they arrived at the store Murdock got out of the van and just stood there.

They all waited as he turned and walks inside. Ten minutes later he returned

with some food.

"I hope you like what I bought. All right, Big Guy, let's get going."

Murdock sat back in his chair. "You know I'm glad this is over. I' m glad I now

know what happened." Hannibal, Face, and BA smiled at Murdock as he began to

sing the song his mother used to sing to him.

"Six little ducks that I once knew."

Face smiled and joins in, "Fat ducks, skinny ducks, small ones too."

Hannibal with his cigar clenched in his teeth join them." But the one little

duck with the feather on his back."

They all turned to BA, who growl under his breath." He ruled the others with his

quack, quack, and quack

They all started laughing. Murdock smiled at his friends.

"You know guys, we love it when a plan comes together."

*****

The next day at the VA Hospital, Murdock received a phone call from Casey. They

had enough evidence for a trial and she would testify.

"My friends an I will be there," he told her. Murdock hung up the phone and

called for one of the nurses.

"Please, I would like to see Dr. Richter."

The nurse nodded her head. Soon Murdock was sitting in Dr. Richter's office.

"All right, Murdock, Nurse Betbert said you request to see me. What's up?"

"Make yourself some coffee, doc, then sit down. I want to tell you about my

mother, and it's going to be a long session.

Dr. Richter smiled, took his tablet and sat down.

Murdock began. "My mother name was Elizabeth, and she was the most wonderful

mother in the world...





The end