AN: I do not own the A-Team at all, damn it! A special thank you to my two wonderful beta's! Thank you soooooo much. Big round of applause.


Once Murdock lands the plane, Alex gets up and slaps Face around the back of the head.

"Anymore of that and your life won't be worth living." She warns playfully as she steps over to BA.

"How long till he wakes?" Face asks, also looking at BA. Alex shrugs.

"Normally, it lasts me just enough time so I can get a good sleep. However, I do believe, because our bodies are wired a little differently, it might take a little longer." Alex flicks BA's forehead twice before his left eyelid. "He'll be up and running in about an hour I am guessing. That's how long it took Sam when I had Maryanne over."

"You drugged your step-father and got away with it?" Murdock steps back and sits in Alex's seat. "And a good sleep is only a few hours?"

"It depends on how much you take, I take around three pills. Yeah, Mom wasn't home. Mind you, his body build could affect it….maybe…." She quickly does the math. "In another fifteen to thirty minutes at the least." She stands and grabs her bag. "Let's leave him here and then make it if we are just about to leave to scare the heck out of him." Everyone raises their eyebrows at her. "Or not?"

"Yeah, or not." Face stands up and so does Murdock. "Come on; let's get him out of here." They struggle to get him out as Alex swallows two pills quietly. She grins as she grabs her bag while walking out of the plane. The hot, dusty grounds greet her. The dry planes are loud with orders and conversations of various types taking place.

"Welcome home." Alex mutters as she walks onto the dry land.


The smell of coffee wakes BA up as Alex sits there, legs crossed, watching him as she drinks an iced coffee.

"Good morning sunshine." She says, getting up and checking his forehead. "Considering you were out for three hours over the normal time, I say you're pretty good." She whistles and Murdock rushes in.

"I told you, fool, I am never gettin' on a plane again." His voice slurs. Murdock looks at Alex.

"It is just because he is tired." She shrugs and moves to outside, where Face and Hannibal were talking. "As I said, he is fine, no need to worry."

"He was unconscious for three times the normal amount." Face hisses. "And his heart rate slowed!"

"And I don't know what did it. It wasn't the drugs I gave him. Is he taking anything else? Steroids, iron, vitamins?" They shake their heads. "Did he eat before he took the meds?" Again, they shake their heads. "Hmm, maybe it was my drugs…" She walks off, completing calculations in her head.


The next afternoon, BA works on his bike. An unfinished one, just containing the framework and a small part of the motor work inside that framework, next to Murdock, who is wearing a 'Kiss the Cook' apron. Face's feet rest in a pool of shallow water and his eyes are covered by yellow and black glasses. Alex skips up and looks at Murdock's apron.

"Must I?" She asks him. He nods so she walks over slowly. "Why?"

"It says so." She quickly kisses his cheek and sits down as he smiles happily. Alex starts to work on the unfinished bike, unwrapping a package she brought over from the tent

Alex places the contents of the package in the bike frame. "Hey BA, pass me that would ya?" BA looks up and passes her a tool which was next to him. Alex looks at Face and shakes her head. "Not a good look Face. I think that is why your sex life has died." BA and Murdock snort.

"While yours has never existed." Face throws back.

Alex turns back to her bike and starts to work on it quickly. "I am sixteen. When did you lose your virginity?" She defends herself.

"Fifteen." He answers happily.

Alex doesn't even change facial expression as she rolls her eyes. "Why am I not surprised? What are you doing Murdock?"

"Gunpowder cooking. Nothing like it." He flips over a steak and the flames go sky high.

Alex struggles for words. "What….the…hell HM?"

"Face, you want it napalmed or nuked?" Murdock looks over at Face.

"Nuke it." He answers before doing the voice Alex hates ever so much. "Nuke it!"

Murdock opens a bullet with his teeth and starts to place the powder over the steaks he was cooking. "Mmm-hmm. What about you Al?"

Alex just shrugs. "I eat anything while I am here Murdock, you know that."

Murdock takes the easier option. "Nuked it is." He starts to place the remaining powder over Alex's streak.

BA looks over at Murdock. "Murdock," Alex looks across at the BBQ, "you burn the hell out of the thing."

Murdock quickly throws both of the massive steaks around and the flames reach higher then the heavens. Alex jumps up and quickly adjusts the BBQ.

"Just so I don't get burned." She explains before standing back as he flips it again.

"Like it was damned." BA and Alex say in unison.

"Burn the whole place down buddy. And Al's hair." Face encourages.

"And while you add it, burn Face's tiny dick off." The other two snicker quietly as Face just frowns and Alex raises and lowers her eyebrows quickly. Murdock starts to sprinkle a liquid over the steaks.

"You want secret sauce?"

"Hell yeah!" Alex grins. "Drown it."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. None of that anti-freeze." Face quickly says as Murdock tastes it.

"Put on the whole bottle." She hugs him and returns to her bike.

"The secret's out. You both crazy. Everybody knows."

Alex looks up. "It is just anti-freeze, BA, and as if I would eat all the steak you just give me."

"No one can do an anti-freeze marinade like you can, Murdock. But I got a little Bell's palsy last time I ate that." Face defends himself.

Alex snatches the bottle as Murdock argues back. "It's only partial paralysis."

Alex quickly reads the back, places it down and works continues to work on her bike. "He is right."

"Come on, take it like a man." Alex smiles as Murdock and her say this in perfect unison.

Alex shrugs. "It isn't that bad. I have had it numerous amounts of times."

"I don't think you want me to be in the field partially paralyzed bud."

Three soldiers, a woman and two men, appear and Alex stiffens as she sees who it is. She bumps Murdock and shakes her head.

"Visitors." He says and Alex shakes her head before writing in Japanese what she meant on the dirty ground.

'It is going to be too hard for Face retard.' Before doing a final check on her bike.

Alex and BA look up from there bikes once more as Face removes his glasses and the cloth around his head seems to perk up like his face also once he sees who is sitting there.

"Yeah." Is all now Captain Charissa Sosa has to say.

Alex quickly stands, not in the mood to see or hear this. "I need paint. Do we have any in the tent?"

BA looks at her with disbelief. "You can't be finished fool."

Alex shrugs. "Yet I am BA. Do we have any paint?"

BA just answers and returns to his bike. "Yeah, in the van I think."

"See ya around. Nice to see you again Charissa." Sosa nods and Alex runs quickly to the tent.

Once reaching the tent she looks in the van. After turning it inside out, she finds the paint.

"Damn, it's only black." She mumbles. She has a quick gaze around and grabs two paint tins, one closer to her.

"Just one can't hurt, right?" She questions as she moves her hand down then up in a perfect straight line then around in a perfect circle before doing a quarter of a circle and drawing a vertical line, as if she was drawing it through the circle. "Enogu kaeru: kurai marasaki. (Colour change: dark purple.)" The paint changes to a magnificent dark purple and Alex smiles happily as she picks up two tins. "Maybe he will have some red left over."

By the time Alex has walked back, Sosa walking away and Murdock playing the guitar while he and Face are singing in Spanish. Recognizing the song, she joins in.

"Doesn't 'diablo' mean 'devil'?" Murdock asks.

Alex answers. "Yeah." Murdock and Face just nod and they look at each other nodding with satisfied smiles. "Where is BA?" She asks.

"Went looking for your Dad." Murdock answers.

Alex sits quietly. "Right. Purple, red and black? Nice or retarded?"

"Eh.'

Murdock looks over Alex's bike. "What do you think the design is going to be?" Alex places the body on top of the frame.

"I was thinking black base with red and purple flames and my signature on the back left side."

"The red heart with black wings and a purple halo?" Face asks, smiling at a memory.


Seven years prior


"Dad, I think I should just meet you at the park." A nine year old Alex sighs as two glasses break. "Please. Remember last year" There is a sigh.

"Fine, the usual time then?" Two voices can be heard in the background.

"Put me on speaker please." She hears a click and Alex starts to growl like a dog. "Murdock! BA! Enough!" There is silence.

"How did she know it was us?" Murdock asks.

"Because I have known you all for four years. Do you want your life to be a living hell for the next two weeks?" Again, silence. "Good. And Face?"

"Yes?"

"Keep out of my bag this time."


Next day


"Hey guys!" Alex walks over and hugs them all. Face was the first to recognize the tattoo on her shoulder.

"Who said you could go get a tattoo?" He asks playfully.

"Relax, it is only texta." She rubs her left arm with a crimson red heart, black wings and a rich, deep purple halo. "It is our sign. Sam, Joan and mine. Things aren't going that well at their house, so yeah." She shrugs. "Just because you have a lame tattoo doesn't mean you have to be jealous Face." She grins evilly before punching him twice, hard in the stomach. He bends over in pain as the others howl with laughter.


Now.


"Yeah. Did you ask?" Alex smiles also at the memory.

Face remains quiet.

Murdock answers for him. "No, he didn't. All he asked was if she took his Steely Dan CD." Alex just snickers before putting on her poker-face.

"Ask, it will make life a hell of lot easier." She stands up again. "I need to find BA, damn it! Back in a moment or two," and, once again, she sprints off.


Alex quickly looks around and nearly bumps into a man wearing body armor. Feeling someone's eyes on her, she turns to see Sosa up in the (what she called) 'light/watch house.' Alex shrugs as she realizes he came out of Morrison's office. She sets off again, dodging everyone with ease. But then she nearly stops right in front of a man carrying a large wooden box.

"Jason?" She asks as she helps him set the box down. "I thought you were home visiting family?" She quickly gives him a one armed hug. "What happened?"

The man, standing at 6'2, age 22, very well built, grey eyes, brown cropped hair, looks up at Alex. His eyes have lost sign of life as he lowers his gaze, sighs and starts to kick the dirt.

"They where a man short, so they kept me here." His gravelly voice growls.

Alex answers in fluent Italian. "That is crap man. Totally unfair. When are you going back home? You have a family with kids!"

Jason shrugs and also answers in fluent Italian while playing with his fingers. "Have no idea. They guy they lost has a broken arm and leg and we don't know when, or if, he is coming back. So until we find a replacement, I am here."

"That is complete and utter crap." She quickly looks around once more. "Look, I have to go find BA, but I will talk to you later. Have you seen him?"

Jason points. "Yeah, that way."

"Hey, keep your chin up. See ya around." She runs in that direction. "Poor guy."

Hannibal starts to talk to BA as Alex runs up to them, walking next to BA. "We are extending our stay a little bit BA. We are going back to Bagdad."

BA looks at him. "I thought we were told to stay out of Bagdad."

Alex answers. "Yeah, we slash you were."

Hannibal shrugs. "That's true, but I'm-"

They all stop in front of Pike and Alex moves slightly forward.

"Smith."

"Pike."

"Alexis."

"Dick face." She smiles sweetly.

Pike just ignores her. "I understand you and your grunts," he looks at Alex, who just folds her arms, leans to the left with an amused expression on her face, "are now stealing my gigs. I don't like that."

Hannibal defends his team quickly. "I figured you Black Forest guys would be busy installing a dictatorship or overthrowing a democracy somewhere." Black Forest just chuckles.

Pike just smirks. "That's still the weekend, yet. That's nine-to-five stuff, Pops."

Hannibal shakes his head with a smile. "Look at you clowns. You're not soldiers. You're assassins in polo shirts." BA, Hannibal and Alex all chuckle.

Pike smirks. "We make in a week what you guys make in a year."

Hannibal takes a drag from his famous cigar and blows it in his face. "Cash don't buy guts, kid. Or brains. And you're short on both."

Alex and BA laugh quietly as Pike just smirks at Alex.

"It would be a pity if something happened to your daughter." He threatens. Just then, the air went down five degrees as Hannibal and BA step forward to defend her, but Alex is quicker. She is already in front of them; her pocket knife from her shoes is at Pike's throat.

"I suggest you watch what you say," She warns as she moves the knife to his mouth, "or you won't be able to speak at all." Then she moves to a threat and moves the knife to his pelvis. "And this will no longer exist. Mind you," she pauses to lick her lips and smirk, "there won't be much to remove."

With that, BA and Hannibal roar with laughter, along with some of the Black Forest people.

"BA, when you're done, can you come over and help me with the bike?" Alex asks and she starts to leave, not before banging into Pike's shoulder with so much force he tumbles to the ground. With that, she leaves to go back to her bike.


Later that afternoon, everyone in the A-Team is sitting where Murdock was murdering already burnt steak. Alex is carefully painting the last touches on her bike with a mini paint brush. That way, all the love goes into her bike. BA retells the events with Pike with a large grin on both his and Hannibal's face.

"And then Alex pointed the knife to his," He coughs suddenly, "and said 'and this will no longer exist. Mind you there won't be much to remove.

Everyone roars with laughter and Alex blushes as she starts to do a black outline of the wings. "It wasn't that funny."

"You threatened to cut off Pike's dick, it is hilarious." Face rolls on the ground. Everyone laughs again as Alex's red cheeks turn back into a pale white and her face is imprinted with a glare.

Murdock hugs her with one arm as she stops with the wings. "I think you should have done that, Al, what he threatened to do, Hannibal would have killed him in like three seconds flat." Alex chuckles hoarsely as she starts to paint inside the outline.

"No, I would rather kill Sam with a paperclip." She winks at Murdock.

BA snorts. "You can't do that fool."

"Actually, you can. I have figured out ten ways of doing it and one way to make him into a walking zombie. That would be fun." She giggles.

"You are crazier then me." Murdock looks at her as Alex laughs quietly. "Your mother would kill you."

"Don't worry; I won't kill him, or Sam, anytime soon." She assures them.

Face just looks at her. "Really?"

"Okay then, would you like to tell me what you were so happily whispering into our new drunk Lieutenant this after noon, is he going to be your fuck buddy?" She starts to finish off with her purple halo.

"What about James?" Face smirks as he teases her. She just shakes her head.

She does a few more strokes around the flames in black, her voice on the edge of laughter. "Hated him. He was the one with the crush on me."

"Heard and used that before." Face looks at her.

"Yeah, Nathan told me you two had wild monkey sex more then once. Oh, yeah, I know everything that happens on this base while I'm gone." She winks at him. "Anyway," she stands up and walks around her bike, "it's done. What do you think?"

"Why do you paint with a paintbrush anyway?" BA asks.

Alex smiles softly. "More care, more love, better results." She shrugs.

Murdock looks over her shoulder as Alex takes a mouthful out of her water bottle. "Looks good Al."

"This is not to be used for missions. It is mine. Ya hear Face?" She turns, raising her eyebrows. He grins sheepishly. She turns the key and it roars to life. "Can't be finished my ass." She grins.


AN: While Jason doesn't seem that important, you MUST remember him. He might not come up in this fic, but he will in the sequel. Thank you.

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