Whoops, I guess I forgot to add a disclaimer to the last chapter. Very well, I don't own the A-Team. There, I said it, now I'm going to hide in my room and cry.

Face slowly woke up from the throbbing in his head.

Ow, he thought as he opened his eyes. What on earth do they put in those things? He sat up and blinked.

"Morning, Lieutenant."

Face looked in the direction the voice had come from. "Oh, hi, Hannibal." He shifted. "Do you know where we are?"

Hannibal smiled. "Nope."

"Oh."

Hannibal looked in the direction of B.A. "He's not going to be happy when he wakes up. They took all of his gold away."

Face stared at Hannibal. "That is the official understatement of the year!"

"Huh...?"

Hannibal and Face turned to Murdock, who was just waking up.

"What happened?" He looked around. "Where's Billy?"

"Billy is safe and sound at home," Hannibal consoled. "And as for what happened, we were hit with tranquilizer darts and taken here." He looked around the small cell.

Murdock looked over at B.A. and smiled. "Aww, he looks so cute when he's sleeping!"

"Murdock, you might want to take that back," said Face warily as B.A. began to rouse.

"Who called me cute? I gonna kill the sucka!" B.A. threatened as he glared at everyone. "My gold! The suckas took my gold!"

"Now, calm down, B.A.," said Hannibal. "You can kill them later. Right now we got to figure out how to get out of here."

Suddenly everyone heard voices coming from down the hall and the door to their cell was opened. The woman from the bar was pushed in and the door was shut and locked again.

Hannibal walked over to the girl, but before he could say anything she kicked him in the jaw.

Hannibal saw that her eyes weren't focused and her body was trembling.

Face slowly approached her. "Calm down... we aren't going to hurt you."

Hannibal got up. "Face, she was probably put through interrogation. She's really disoriented. Just leave her alone for now... she'll be ok in a minute."

Face backed off and joined the rest of the team in the other side of the room.

Hannibal's words soon proved to be correct. She blinked a couple of times and sat down.

"Hi," she said, watching the Team. "Who're you?"

Hannibal spoke up first. "I'm Hannibal Smith, this is B.A. Baracus, H.M. Murdock, and Templeton Faceman Peck."

She nodded. "Cassie Jones."

Face froze. "Cassie ... I know you... you were the girl from the orphanage..."

"Wait... Face? You're Face?" Her eyes widened, and she smiled. "You little scammer!"

Face grinned. "You taught me everything you knew."

Hannibal looked at them. "Wait. You know each other?"

Cassie grinned. "Yeah. Ya'll see, we met at the orphanage. I was older than he was and I was kind of his teacher and protector."

B.A. frowned. "You were his what?"

Face snickered. "There were a couple of people who wanted to knock my teeth out. Before Cassie came, I was practically the beating bag of the orphanage."

Cassie smiled. "Remember Bob Fabry? Chuck Holstein? Jerry Stockwell?"

Face chuckled. "Oh, yeah."

"What happened to them?" Murdock asked.

"They got a little taste of my fist and foot," Cassie said. "See, I taught myself how to fight. Then I taught Face. I also taught Face how to scam, pick locks, and use slight of hand. Oh, yeah, I taught Face everything I know."

"Wow," said Hannibal. "So what's up with the cargo pants and combat boots?"

Instead of answering, she started to untie her right boot, and, finally pulled it off, revealing dog tags chained around her ankle. She handed them to Hannibal.

He read them silently then handed them back to her. "So you were in the Marines?"

She nodded. "I was a helicopter pilot."

"So am I!" Murdock exclaimed, smiling.

She grinned at Murdock. "Howling Mad, huh? It fits with that occupation." She cocked her head. "We should have a contest and see if you live up to your name."

"Yeeeehaw!" he shouted in anticipation.

"Well, anyway," she continued, "I was a helicopter pilot for rescuing POWs until I was falsely accused of murder. I've been on the run ever since." She grinned. "It does pay, sometimes, though. I'm currently on the run from this guy named Lynch..."

"Lynch?" Face, B.A., Murdock and Hannibal said at the same time.

"He's been chasing us for years!" Face exclaimed. "Well, at least, he was."

"Now we're bein' chased by a guy named Dekka'," B.A. frowned.

"Dekker? He used to be chasing me until Lynch replaced him!" Cassie exclaimed.

"Wow," said Hannibal.

Face looked at Cassie. "Remember the time when we pummeled Alex Black with snowballs?"

Cassie started to laugh, but the coughed and clutched her chest.

Hannibal crawled over to her. "You ok?"

Cassie coughed again. "Yeah. Their interrogation methods aren't very pleasant." Her cough gradually subsided.

"Who are these slimebags?" Hannibal asked.

She sighed. "They kidnap me pretty regularly. I escape. They find me. We fight. They kidnap me. I escape. I fit it into my schedule." She smiled. "I think they're spies."

"Wait... Did you just say spies?" Face asked.

"Well... they're not really. They just work for the Soviet government, but they're Americans." Cassie looked towards the door. "Speaking of which, they're coming right now."

The door creaked open and a couple of men came in with M4's aimed at everyone. They pulled Hannibal and Cassie out and left, locking the door.

"I gonna kill the suckas!" exclaimed B.A.

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