Author's note: I apologize for the long wait. Being the fool I am, I kind of forgot about this fic D: I still have a bit more that this, but I'm not sure if I'm happy with the direction I was taking this, hence this somewhat short chapter. If I fail at updating, do feel free to remind me, I have a very flimsy mind.

I don't own the A-team, they're their own bosses now. ;)

"Hannibal? This is Face. We have a problem."

There was silence on the line for a moment, then Hannibal's slightly husky voice could be heard.

"Face? What's going on?"

"Uhm.. I do wish I could tell you.. " Face sighed.

" It's Murdock."

"Yes?" Hannibal sounded slightly impatient. Face hated moments like this. Knowing his boss, he was likely going to beat himself up for not having anticipated this. But this was a bit beyond what Face could easily cover up, so he forced himself to continue:

"Yeah, well, he seemed a bit out of himself and left before we had a chance to.." Footsteps were heard in the hallway, and Face immediately shut up.

"Before what? And how out of himself..? Talk to me, kid!" Face wasn't one to believe in authority per say, but if someone earned his respect they did have it.

All members of the team had owned the lieutenant's respect one way or another – But Hannibal was the one he truly looked to for guidance. He rarely questioned his orders, at least not in the long run. So it was with some willpower he didn't answer immediately. A man was escorting a woman down the hallway, past him.

"Ha, yeah, I heard about that! Did she really..?" Hannibal seemed to get it now, and for a moment they chatted mindlessly.

As they chatted, Face searched for a more deserted area. He continued down the hallway. When he was sure he was alone he continued in a suddenly serious tone:

"Before we could check their reactions, well, before he even made a move, to be truthful.."

" So no intel?"

"Uhm.. That's not all."

There was only silence on the line, but Face understood the question without even seeing his commander's eyes.

"Yeah.. No Murdock either.."

"What? You lost Murdock?" Face could hear BA exclaiming something in the background, though it was unclear what.

"Well, it's not like I did anything wrong!" Face said, defensively.

"He ran off, and I couldn't have gone after him without blowing our cover!" There was a small sound, as if Hannibal had been about to say something but stopped himself. Then Face heard a deep sigh.

"Look, no one's blaming you, kid. Just tell me.. How was he out of himself, and when did you last see him?" His voice was matter-of-factly, but Face could sense the slight distress hidden in his tone of voice.

Face pulled himself together almost immediately. Setting aside emotional distress was one of his more well-developed skills, and now was hardly the time for wallowing in self-pity anyhow.

"Well, he was just generally beside himself, ya know.. Mania, panic..? Look, I'm not a doctor! And I don't know. Maybe fifteen minutes ago?"

"And you didn't think to tell me that we had a man missing before now?!" Hannibal was using his 'I'm-your-commanding-officer-and-you've-failed-me" voice, but Face knew him well enough to know that he was just trying to cover up his concern for their –at times- slightly off the kilter teammate. That didn't stop Face from being slightly pissed off by his attitude, though.

"I was trying hard not to ruin the job that you assigned me, colonel!." He had prioritized as he'd expected Hannibal to want him to..

As they spoke, Face's legs took him further down the hallway towards a remote toilet. He immediately headed towards it, rationalizing that it was likely to be deserted so he could discuss in peace.

"Face, this is the last time I say this: No one blames you for anything. The case is dismissed for now, we'll find another way. Just find Murdock.." Face had reached the door to the toilet, when he heard BA in the background, closer this time.

"Well, while y'all figure out your guilt-complexes, I'll make myself useful 'n call that crazy fool.." Face grabbed for the door, and was about to answer when he heard the Doctor Who theme song echoing loudly from the toilet. It didn't go on for long, before it was cut off.

"Hey, he hung up on me!" BA exclaimed somewhere in the background. Face slowly entered the dark toilet. The sensors caught his movement, and the lights turned on. The door to one of the stalls was locked.

Face sighed.

"Never mind. I found him."

Then he hung up.

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