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"Leave me alone crazy-fool."
"But Smiley wants to know why you don't like stuffed animals?"
"He wants to know nothing at all, since it doesn't speak."
"Wow you insinuate that when he told me that you are grouchy, bad, ugly. . ."
"I said shut-up", says then BA by grasping the throat of the pilot for silencing him.
"Hannibal!" Murdock then begged both hands around those of BA to prevent the strangulation.
Hannibal looked up from his newspaper with a sigh. Sometimes it looked like to be the father of three unruly childrens rather than the Colonel of the mens of war veterans.
"Let him BA!"
"No! I 'm sick to hear that bullshit."
"You're jealous 'cause Smiley don't speak to you", defended Murdock.
Unfortunately, this attempt resulted to effect a tightening around his neck.
"You strangle me!"
Hannibal rolled his eyes and finally got up to try to loosen the grip of his Sergeant on his Captain.
"It's pretty Sergeant."
"Only if this fool stop bothering me with this stupid toy."
"Smiley is not stupid."
"Grrr !"
"Captain you don't help there."
"You see, it doesn't stop. I tell you Hannibal, he's going to drive crazy me"
But the trio stopped fighting by hearing to moan behind them.
Hannibal turned his head towards the bed to see his third man in phase of wake and moved quickly. BA lost immediately any interest with Murdock to join his little brother. While Murdock rubbed himself the neck before going towards her friend while putting its cuddly toy again in complete safety inside its pocket.
And after some sawing of head from right to left, a pair of eyes blue green opened finally to see three faces there smiling to him. Face grimaced before turning his attention to Hannibal.
"Ah Hannibal, who struck me?" He complains then while laying a hand on his bare chest but filled with bandage.
"Oh, a bomb", Hannibal declared thoughtlessly as if it was not a big deal.
"Ah, that's what I thought."
He turned his head to BA and Murdock who stood on the other side of the bed.
"Nobody was injured?" He asked concerned.
"You want to say, except you Muchacho?" Joked Murdock
"Don't listen to him Faceman. Everyone is well." BA said strangely calm. "You made us a sacred fear you know?" He confessed .
Face opened big eyes. It was amazing to hear the fear in the voice of BA . He gave her a wink of an eye accompanied of his famous smile to show that all was well .
"Oh, you know it takes much more than a small bomb to destroy the A -team."
"How do you feel kid?" Hannibal then asked seriously.
Face licked himself lips for think about the question then looked at his commander.
"Do I look as bad as I feel?"
"Bah. . ." Hannibal hesitated falsely.
Face laughed but quickly regretted when the tremors made him gasp in pain.
"Here, drink a little."
Hannibal helped him to drink some water before replacing the glass on the nightstand while Face examined himself.
"So what are the damages? Apart from those visible I mean."
"You're very lucky Lieutenant." Hannibal answered. "You have a broken tibia but it's a small crack which should fast mend. You must keep plastered leg a few weeks. Your ribs have took a shot but none cracked. You've about twenty stitches in the forearm and five in the eyebrow. Few scratches here and there, oh and you certainly have to feel as some shit. Did I forget some things the guys?" Hannibal finally asked with a nod to BA and Murdock who smiled back at him .
"Oh, thank you Colonel for sugar coating." Complained again Face that looked about him for the first time to discover that he was pleasantly set in a double bed in a warm and cozy room where the sun shone through the curtains which meant that it was after afternoon.
"Where're we ?"
"Dr. Sullivan", simply replied Hannibal while he sat up again in the chair he had left earlier.
"Maggie! Dr. Maggie Sullivan ! The one who has you . . . " questioned incredulously Face to BA, who replied positively with a nod, a small half-smile.
Face began then smiling narrow-mindedly while looking at Murdock.
"Oh I see. And am I the only one patient?"
"I think a certain Colonel will have a special and particularly tactile treatment tonight." Murdock said the mischievous .
"Ahem."
"Guys, I'm still here. And moreover it doesn't concern you." Hannibal said while lighting a fresh cigar.
Murdock and Face tried with great difficulty to repress a laughter at the expense of them commander but failed pitifully.
"Oh fuck doesn't make me laugh Murdock !" Implored Face because of his sore ribs .
"Sorry Muchacho but it's you who has begun."
"Don't put the wrongs on a man already on the ground" Face it defended before sighing while basking in her pillows.
He closed eyes afterward, tired, while he rubbed his ear.
"You still have hummings?" BA asked noticing the gesture.
Face opened that an eye to answer.
"Yep. But this's nothing." He reassured her. Then he cleared his throat as he opened his other eye. "Uh BA!" he hesitated.
"Yeah little bro' ?"
"My . . . my car is really . . . she's really damn?»
BA grimaced. He did not like being the bearer of bad news. It visually sought help from Hannibal who simply shook her shoulders. He then turned his attention to Face that looked at him with pleading eyes.
"Yeah! Yeah it's ruined. 'm sorry."
"But don't worry Muchacho, soon as you're back on your feet , Smiley and I have you prepare a farewell ceremony worthy of your Vette." Consoled Murdock, but who was in fact only a stratagem to give to smile his friend.
"Ah begin again not with this stupid teddy bear. . ."
"It's not a teddy bear but a Panda" Interrupted Murdock but BA did not pay it attention and finishes its threat
"Or I push him in your mouth up to your stomach with my fist"
"You would not dare!»
"You bet!" BA grumbled.
"I don't think Smiley appreciate being trapped in my stomach. This is filled with acid. It would damage him his hair."
"Hannibal, he begins again of Jabber-jibber."
But Hannibal contented with smiling in clairvoyant Face to relax by listening to adjoins them verbal of his two companions.
«Mission accomplished Captain" He thought proudly.
Then, Face turned his head to face Hannibal.
"So, what do we do now?"
The cheerful atmosphere stopped then abruptly in the room become suddenly silent.
Hannibal slowly rose from his chair to go to the window to look outside followed by the rest of the eyes of the team awaiting a response.
He already had thinks about what he wanted to make but he was not still sure, then he thought that by looking at the landscape maybe that a better idea come to him .
The small town in against bottom was not very active, nor very busy.
Some passers-by here and there; a white pickup which Hannibal had already noticed earlier during the day but who had not moved; Maggie in the main aisle which returned towards the house a basket filled of reserves; Decker and Crane who discussed with an old man sitting on a rocking chair on his front porch; a stray dog that crossed the road . . .
Decker?
Hannibal made a double shot before turning to his men on alert.
- We move. Decker is here.