I'm not sure if I got Murdock across right in this one so…
Head pounding, Face climbed into the van. "You're late sucka." BA growled as he started the van up. Face only shrugged, letting his head fall back onto the head rest. The pounding returned as his head hit the cushion but he ignored it
"You up to getting' Murdock out of the VA today?" Judging from the concerned tone in Hannibal's voice, Face could tell that the older man could see through his façade.
"Why we gotta get the fool out of the crazy war. We ain't flyin' nowhere Hannibal. I mean it Hannibal I ain't flyin'." BA told the Colonel with an irate tone.
"Now, BA calm down." Face started, hoping his voice didn't sound as stuffy as he thought it did. "No one said anything about flying." BA grumbled something under his breath but Face couldn't hear quite well. His hearing had been messed up all morning. Sort of fuzzy he supposed.
Another half hour later the van pulled up outside of the VA hospital. Face wanted to groan, not feeling quite up to moving just yet. But he didn't have much choice, not if he didn't want the others to find out something was wrong. Pulling on his most convincing conman smile, Face slid the van door open and walked into the VA hospital, pulling on a white doctor's coat before he entered.
"Are you sure Captain Murdock is scheduled?" A pretty young nurse said as she followed Face through the VA ward. She was new, Face noted. Pretty on the eyes to.
"If I wasn't sure would I be here." Face's head was starting to thump but he pushed it to the back of his mind as he continued. "Is it my fault the office lost the paperwork? Again I might add." Face stopped and turned to the young girl. "I swear every time I'm sent out to get a patent the paperwork has either been lost, misfiled or not even sent." The nurse nodded her head, looking at the chart again.
"What did you say Murdock was in for again?" Face sighed, not fully as part of the con either.
"We have a new drug to test and Captain Murdock has been volunteered to us."
The nurse nodded just as they came to a stop outside of Murdock's' room. Before she could say anything else, Face opened the door an entered the room.
"Ready Murdock." Face asked, sighing as he watched his friend turn around with a white cape on.
"Captain Murdock is always ready for action." Murdock followed this statement with a dramatic wave of his hand. Face sighed again, not thinking his headache would be able to take much of Murdock's craziness today.
"You're coming on a drug trial, Captain." Face said, playing along with Murdock's latest persona.
"Excellent, Faceguy." Murdock grinned maniacally at Face as he followed the younger man outside of the room. The nurse was still outside of the door.
"Doctor, I really shouldn't…"
"Where do I need to sign to release the patent?" Face cut the young nurse off. He offered her his most dazzling smile, making a slight blush creep up along her cheeks.
"Here." She handed Face a clipboard and Face signed the paper before walking to the elevator, Murdock in tow.
"I'll have in back in a week." Face said, as the lift doors closed.
The two men walked in silence towards the van, Face being thankful for said silence as his headache was starting to pound louder than it had before. "What's with the cape fool!" BA shouted as he watched the white cape billow in the wind as Murdock climbed into his usual seat.
Face rubbed to fingers across the bridge of his nose as the shout made his head start to pound again. "I am no fool, sir. I am Captain Murdock. Defender of…"
"If you don't shut up you'll have my fist in your face." BA angrily told the Captain. Luckily, Murdock got the hint and sat down in the chair in silence. Well except for the humph that came out of him at being told to shut up. Face was glad at that. He didn't think his head would take any of Murdock and BA's arguments for too long.
"Everything sorted Face." Face nodded, knowing what Hannibal was talking about. Thankfully, he had managed to arrange the arrangements before this stinking headache had appeared. As BA started down the road, the van started to vibrate slightly. It wasn't anything abnormal but it managed to make Face's stomach roll violently. "You set to Captain."
Before Murdock had a chance to answer Hannibal, BA started to talk. "What you talkin' bout back there." When no one answered, BA continued. "I already told you I ain't flyin' Hannibal. 'Specially not with this crazy fool."
"Now BA, I resent that. I am capable flyer."
"No you ain't. You keep crashin' the planes when I'm inside 'em. I ain't flyin'." BA had brought the van to a stop and from his tone it was obvious the big man was angry. Face was just glad the movement had stopped. His stomach was heaving and his headache had returned.
"Now BA, no one said we were going to be flying anywhere." Hannibal sent Murdock and Face a look as he said this. Face quietly handed the crazy man a syringe full of BA's night night juice, which Murdock proceeded to stick in BA's neck.
BA turned at the twinge, glaring at them. "What you doin', fool?" Face watched as BA's eyes started to droop. Murdock opened his mouth to answer but before he could BA had turned back to the wheel and proceeded to fall on the horn. Face cringed at the sound of the horn blaring.
"We're flyin' you ugly mud sucker." Murdock replied happily, helping Face to pull BA off of the horn and into the back of the van. Hannibal climbed into the driver's seat and Face and Murdock got BA comfy in Face's chair. Face then climbed into Hannibal seat, resting his head back on the chair rest. Wishing for his headache to go away.
The plane that Face had scammed them was a beauty. Murdock was grinning happily at the thing, and Hannibal lit a cigar as he watched Face talk to the guy in front of it. "Thanks for this. Really appreciate it, buddy." Face said, in a fake accent.
"No problem. Just bring her back in one piece. She's the pride and joy 'round here." Face nodded as the other man walked away from the plane.
When the they were sure the guy was gone, Face went back to the van to park it somewhere no one would see it. God help them all if someone stole BA's van. When he got back to the plane, Murdock and Hannibal had managed to situate BA into a seat.
"This is your Captain here. Please fasten your seat belts we will be setting off shortly." Murdock spoke in a fake British accent. The white cape the Captain had been wearing had been thrown haphazardly onto a chair; making Face hope that persona had gone for the rest of the trip. The plane started to vibrate as Murdock started up the plane. The noise of the machine underneath his feet made Face's already pounding head hurt more and more. Sighing, Face closed his eyes, hoping that sleep would cure his headache.
"You alright kid?" Hannibal asked.
"Yeah, just tired." Well at least it was half true.
Hannibal nodded before moving to the front of the plane. Face sighed again, closed his eyes and allowed sleep to take him.
He woke sometime later to BA's angry shouts. "I'm on a plane! I'm on a plane!" The sergeant was struggling in with the seat belt tied around his body. Face opened his eyes, the closed them again. His head hurt worse than it had before and he was feeling very sick.
"Lieutenant, calm him down. We're almost ready to land." Hannibal shouted from the front of the plane. Face groaned, not really hearing correctly. His head hurt too much. Everything felt fuzzy.
"You better get me outta these things Faceman." BA growled as he watched Face lean his head back on the chair.
"Give me a minute." Face's voice was so faint he didn't even here it fully himself, so obviously BA wouldn't either.
"Get me off this plane, fool!" BA shouted again, just as Murdock brought the plane to a stop. The wheels hit the ground and bounced once…twice…and landed. Face groaned again, the impact making his stomach turn in somersaults.
Hannibal walked into the main part of the plane. BA had managed to undo his seatbelt and was standing angrily in the middle of the plane. Murdock brought the plan to a stop and walked out of the front to where the others where. Face was still sat on the seat, waiting for the world to stop spinning.
"I told you I wasn't getting' on no plane, Hannibal." BA said, in a threatening tone.
"We had to fly here. It was quicker than driving." Hannibal tried to reason with the bigger man.
"I'm sick of being knocked out and put in planes Hannibal. You sucka's gonna pay." BA took a step forward, fists clenched. Silence echoed across the plane as they waited for BA to move. Hannibal calmly staring at the sergeant.
Face went to stand but as he did, the world tipped. Groaning, Face fell back into the chair, letting his head fall backwards. It was pounding and his stomach was reeling from the bumpy landing.
"Faceman?" Murdock asked, in an oddly serious tone as he went to sit in the seat next to Face. The concern in Murdock's tone made BA and Hannibal stop there staring match and look at Face.
"Your pale kid." Hannibal stated.
"m' fine." Face mumbled, trying to keep his head from spinning.
"Don't lie sucka. You ain't fine." BA stated. Face shook his head, which turned out to be a big mistake. His vision swam. Shit. His head felt like it had been hit by a two by four.
He thought he felt someone place a hand on his forehead but he couldn't really tell. Everything was fuzzy. "You've got a fever, Facey." Murdock said in concern.
"How long have you been feeling like this, Face?" Hannibal sharply asked.
"Since this morning." Face didn't have the energy to fight with his friends. "But I'm fine." His voice didn't give the right conviction though and he knew it.
"You sick Face." BA told him.
"Murdock, help Face up."
"I can walk." Face snapped. As if to prove a point he stood on his feet. Everything swam but he managed to stay upright so he tried to walk. He took 4 steps before he felt his knees buckle underneath him. Murdock wrapped an arm around Face's waist, keeping the conman up.
"BA, go grab us a car. We're going to the nearest Doctor…" Face cut Hannibal off.
"I'm sick. Not dying. Just need to sleep it off." Hannibal frowned, highly doubting that but nodded his head.
"If you get any worse you're going to the Doctors." Face started to protest but Hannibal stopped him. "No complaints." Face considered it a moment and nodded his head. He was too tired to argue; anyway it wasn't like he was going to get any worse. It was hard to think anything could get worse.
When they had situated Face into the car, BA had acquired, Face remembered something. "What about the clients?" Hannibal shook his head in exasperation.
"We'll sort it. All you have to think about his feeling better." Hannibal told the younger man. The concern in his voice showed Face that the Colonel was worried. Face only scowled. He hated being left out of things almost as much as he hated appearing weal in front of the others.
"You look a bit green, Face." Murdock said from the seat next to Face. Face nodded his agreement. The movement of the car was making his stomach worse.
"Pull over BA. Please." Face knew he had pleaded that last part but he honestly didn't think he could hold the sick feeling down any longer. BA grunted and pulled up by the side of the road.
Face staggered out of the car. He managed 15 steps before his knees gave out and he proceeded to vomit on the grass. Murdock patted his back as Face kept on vomiting. It was humiliating but he could care less. Everything hurt. Murdock helped him to his feet and handed Face a cup of water. Face cleaned his mouth out and sat down in the back of the car.
He must have dozed off because the next thing he noticed was the car being parked outside of a hotel. "Hannibal and Ba are gonna go to town so I get to be nurse." Murdock shook the keys in front of Face's eyes, grinning excitedly.
"Lead the way then, Nurse Murdock." Face grinned at his friends antics. Getting the vomit up had made his stomach feel less violent but he still felt horrible.
The room they had had two double beds. Both covered with a thick duvet and blanket. "I'll be back in a minute." Murdock grinned at Face.
Face only nodded, shivering he took off his shoes and jacket. Without even bothering to change, Face curled up under the duvet and blanket, falling asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
