The A-Team.
Story is after the season two episode The Taxicab Wars and before the episode Labor Pains.
I do not own any of these characters' listed they are all the property of Universal Studios and Stephen Cannell.
Brianna as usual was sitting on the rusted out fire escape on the side of her apartment building. Looking out over the parking lot, that rested behind her run down home.
It was getting dark and the air had a slight chill. She would have to get back inside soon to give her mother her medication.
A few more minutes won't hurt. She thought as she smiled to herself.
She shivered a little and rearranged the way she was sitting when she noticed a car pulling into the parking lot.
That's odd. That lot is usually abandoned.
She didn't think much of it and was about to head inside when she saw another car pulling into the parking lot.
Brianna frowned. That's odd. Two cars... She saw another car slowing down and it too pulled into the lot.
Whatever was happening, it had her attention. Men started getting out of their cars. One man opened the back door of his car and let out an elderly looking man in an expensive suit. As he was helping the old man out Brianna noticed another man that had gotten out of the same vehicle was holding a handgun. She knew then that something was very wrong.
She saw men in suits and men in more casual looking clothes. They started to slowly approach one another. The suits started patting down the casuals. One of the casuals then headed towards Old Suit. Brianna counted nine men altogether six suits and three casuals. The lead casual went to shake Old Suits hand but Old Suit ignored the gesture.
What is going on down there? I need to get closer so I can hear what they are saying. Brianna, trying to move quietly along the creaking fire escape, lost her balance and accidentally leant against a rusted out hand rail. Next thing she knew she was falling. Luckily she landed in a dumpster. Not so lucky was that it was full of stinky trash.
*click click click* Brianna winced. Those clicks were the sounds of the men cocking their guns. That means that they were ready to shoot. She stood up slowly and poked her head out of the dumpster.
"Oh," she said pretending to be surprised "Hi there." She saw Old Suit .
"What are you standing there for? Get her! Who knows what she heard?"
"Me?" she asks pointing at herself. "Oh no, I didn't hear anything. I was just... um... Dumpster diving... Literally..." she explained as two men pulled her out of the trash.
"Plus, you know, I forgot my helmet and I'm pretty sure I have amnesia."
"Shut up!" One of the men growled as he walked her towards Old Suit.
"Who...What...Where am I?"
"I said shut up!" the man yelled jabbing his gun into her side.
"Oh. Right. Shut up."
Brianna looked around nervously she noticed all the men had circled her.
"We will have to finish this business later. My men will be in touch." Old Suit explained. With that Bri was bustled into the car.
"In 1972, a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. These men promptly escaped from a maximum security stockade to the Los Angeles underground. Today, still wanted by the government they survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them...maybe you can hire The A-Team."