Is it a Meat Organ? It Might be a Meat Organ... i know it has nothign to do wiht anythign. but it got your attention
Murdock was silent as the others watched him later that evening in the hotel. He looked at them briefly before standing and walking to the balcony. He leaned on the railing with his elbows and looked out over the lake. Face sighed and picked up the keys to the rental car. Hannibal raised an eyebrow.
"Where do you think you're goin'?" He asked as Face headed for the door.
"I'm gonna look for this Blake chick." He said turning and walking backward for a few feet. "And talk to her."
"Don't kill her." B.A. called out looking at his gun before taking it apart to clean. He rolled his eyes and walked out. Hannibal went out to Murdock.
"How's it going out here?" he asked gently as the young man looked up. He looked awful. His brown hair was limp around his face, his green eyes dull and tired. He was pale and his beanie sat in his hands limply.
"I'm worried about her." he said quietly, his accent fading slightly. "She's only sixteen, and her mother just died…"
"She'll be fine Murdock." He said reassuringly. "She's safe in the ward."
"And she hates it there." He stated looking out at the now setting sun. "Actually I think she in general hates Idaho, which makes no sense it's a nice place."
Hannibal chuckled as a Biplane flew overhead. It swooped down over the water and landed on floaters near a dock. A young man with light copper red hair stepped out from under the wings. His black sweater and blue jeans looked worn form the second floor balcony fifteen feet from the docks. The man looked paranoid as he turned back to the plane looking around and offering his hand to whoever was still there. A figure stepped out and Murdock furrowed his eyebrows. A young woman with long light brown hair and a beanie the color of eggplant stepped out and let go of the man's hand. Murdock was inside and out the door before the girl looked up at the balcony furrowing her own eyebrows at Hannibal.
"Well Blake." He said to himself as the man and woman walked toward the hotel entrance.
"Misses Contal." The concierge nodded and smiled at her as she walked in with her escort. "Mister Quall what a pleasant surprise."
"Hello Patrick." She smiled and walked down the hall to her room. "Sometimes I wonder if he actually does like having us here."
"I think he does." Her only friend, Levi Quall, looked at her a quirky smile on his face. His even quirkier eyes looked down at her from their position three inches above hers. They were the color of amber, glowing orange gold in the half lit hallway. They matched his hair which was almost the exact same color. His father was her Witness Protection officer, an old retired Marine who had taken her under his wing and introduced her to his seventeen year old son.
"Well aren't we the optimist today?" she said sarcastically going up to her door of the government provided room. "Oh god."
"What?" he asked eye narrowing, hand straying to the back of his belt where a 9mm Glock handgun sat tucked between his pants and his back. She waved his hand down and shook her head.
"It's the guy from the hospital. "She said watching as a thin muscled brown haired man walked by whistling and swinging a set of keys around his middle finger. He smiled and nodded at them. She waved back and opened the door slipping inside as she heard the whistling stop.
"Blake!" he called as Levi slipped in. She tried to shut the door but it got caught on the guy's foot.
"Shit." She murmured under her breath. Then opening the door she faced the man. He was attractive with a scraggly beard and bright blue-green eyes.
"You're Blake Contal?" he asked, a smug smile plastered on his face, and she nodded. "Why'd you take off so fast at the hospital?"
"Um the ward is on a schedule." She said awkwardly. "Who are you?"
"Lieutenant Templeton Peck." He stuck out his hand. She shook it almost crying out when he almost broke her hand. Levi stepped next to her and opened the door wider sticking out his hand smiling.
"Levi Quall." He said shaking his hand. "What branch are you Lieutenant?"
"Army Ranger" he said smiling at him. "You have family in the military Levi cause I'm getting that vibe from you."
"My mom's an Air Force Brigadier General." He said proudly. "My dad is a Retired General, he was in the Marines."
"So you're pure American." He looked at the young man with respect. "You planning on joining up?"
"Navy or Air Force sir." He nodded and Blake shook her head. "Blake doesn't want me to. Because as story goes her father went into the Army and went crazy."
"Really?" Face turned to Blake feigning surprise. "I never knew that."
"Shocker." She said with a sigh. "But what am I saying I'm joining up soon too."
"Blake?" Levi turned to her with a look of mild shock. "Really."
"I want to be an Airborne Ranger." She turned around her hat and pointed at the insignia. "My father was one and I love the air."
"And your father is…" Face lead her on and she sighed.
"Captain H.M. Murdock." She said with a small spark of pride in her eye. "I was told he was dead, killed in Baghdad two years ago."
"I have to tell you something." Face leaned against the door frame his face taking on a serious tone. "I knew your father."
She froze and Levi raised an eyebrow.
"We were on the same Special forces team in Baghdad." He said quietly. "I was with him on that operation."
"What are you…" she started
"He's alive Blake." He said and she staggered back into her friend. "He was there at the hospital. He's here now."
She covered her mouth with her hand and closed her eyes. Then she opened them and withdrew her hand, showing a straight face and eyes that revealed no emotion.
"Where?" she asked flatly, her accent sounding harsh and rough.
"Come with me." He nodded down the hall and they followed him to their room. He opened the door as Hannibal opened it from the inside.
"You see Murdock run past here?" he asked sticking his head out and seeing Blake and Levi. "You must be Blake."
"Yes sir." she extended a hand on impulse. They shook and he smiled slightly.
"Colonel Hannibal Smith." he stated turning to Levi and shaking his hand as well.
"Blakely Contal." She said.
"Levi Quall. "He said weakly. "It's nice to meet you sir."
"Come in." he waved them in while eyeing Face to go find Murdock.
"Hannibal!" B.A. called from inside as the teenagers walked in. "Who are these white people?"
"Blake Contal, Levi Quall." Hannibal pointed to the pair before turning to B.A. "Sergeant Bosco Baracus. We call him B.A."
"Oh." She nodded slightly and looked out the balcony at the plane. "Levi there's your mistress."
"Shut up." He said weakly. She looked over at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Y'all were at the hospital right?" she asked. Hannibal nodded as Face came into the room, followed by a disgruntled Murdock.
He froze in the door way as Blake turned around. She looked at him eyes wide.
"Blake. "he said his voice deep and quiet.
"You must be Murdock." She said evenly a sad face passing over her. "It's a shame really."
"What is?" he asked as she drew a Glock 9mm handgun out of her pants and pointed it at him. "Blakely…?"
"Yes?" she asked politely as Levi gaped at her and the others drew their guns. "What is it Mister Murdock? Spit it out."
"Why are you pointing a gun at me?" he asked hands in the air. "When I have three on you?"
"I just really, really hate you." She said through gritted teeth.
"And why is that?" Face asked stepping to the side, gun raised. Levi pulled out his gun and aimed it at Face on impulse, he lowered it slightly a confused expression on his face.
"He left my mom to raise me and my brother alone." She hissed.
"You had a brother?" he asked astonished.
"He died when we were two no thanks to you." She took in a breath teeth clenched, gun cocked. "Sixteen years Captain! Sixteen years!"
Her eyes were narrow and flashing with rage. Levi lowered and stowed his gun putting his hand on top of the barrel of hers. Hannibal blinked; no one should ever do that unless they knew the shooter would never fire. And she would.
"Blake." He said softly and she transferred her gaze to him. "Easy now." He looked her in the eye, his own amber ones gleaming gentle but firm. "You do this they hear the shot, and you end up back in the ward."
She blinked at him and engaged the safety. Lowering her gun she put it back under her belt, still glaring at Murdock who was standing and looking at her with sad eyes. She took a step back as Levi opened the door and a bomb went off in the hallway.
Levi grabbed her waist and pulled her into the bathroom as debris flew into the room. The team ducked and hid, no one of them getting hit.
"What the Fuck was that!" Face shouted standing, Hannibal shrugged his face angry. Levi pulled her out of the bathroom and ran to the balcony. He jumped over the edge, landing on the grass twenty feet below. He stood, unharmed, and motioned for Blake. She went to go when Murdock took her arm.
"Please Blake." He said choked up, blood welling in a cut on his face. "I had no choice in the matter, I would have stayed."
She turned her blazing green eyes on him.
"You should have stayed." She let out in a soft hiss and jumped onto the ground below. They ran off to the plane taking off and flying away from the hotel.