Authors' Notes: Well we've gotten started on the next part finally! Woohoo! We're hoping we get it done in time to post it during this month, but if not... well, we'll of course post it anyhow. :) Now for a quick reply to one of our anon reviewers.

Garine: We're not sure what his issues were in this either... Drowsy doesn't even know and she plays him! And more updates will come since we really, really want to post the Halloween one this month lol.


Charissa righted her seat and did her seatbelt up, watching out the window, "I've actually missed you, L.A." She mused lightly. The city had a different feel to it, it was like another world all on its own.

"You're talking to a city. That's new." Face said, moderatly amused.

Hannibal rolled his eyes and stretched, but did up his seat-belt again. It was a slightly bumpy landing.

Face had basically attached himself to his armrests by the time they pulled to a final stop.

"Too much time around Murdock maybe?" She chuckled, "I like L.A. though, I really do… it's less stuffy, more relaxed." She smiled at him, "It's basically become my second home." Actually it felt more like home to her than her own did.

"Great. You can move into my place, and I can move into yours." Face said, as he peeled himself out of his seat.

She arched a brow and stood once the plane came to a stop and grabbed her bag, "So do we get to go down the emergency chutes? Because I have to admit I've always wanted to do that." Charissa stated with a grin.

"Sure, if you want to." Murdock grinned as he came back and opened the doors. It was barely light outside, and the main area was empty except for a few janitors. "Man, the security around this place is so bad you'd wonder why we don't get our asses kicked more often."

She arched a brow, "Seriously." She waited until the chute was fully inflated before sliding herself down it with an amused laugh, "Whoohoo!" She stood and slung her bag over her shoulder and waited for the other three, enjoying the warm early morning air.

Hannibal chuckled and Face just shook his head as they slid down as well.

Murdock did a bit of housekeeping inside the plane before taking the exit headfirst, spinning to reach the ground on his feet. "Wheeeeeee!"

"You can't tell me it wasn't fun to do that." She gave Face a look of disbelief, "It's like a chance to be a kid again for just a moment." She mused.

B.A. was not a morning person, but considering it was either get on a plane or get up early, he could be a morning person. He watched the 747 taxi in which was his cue to drive up next to the fence near the tarmac and wait, "Bout time they landed." He gave the van's horn a honk before getting out.

Hearing the honk, Charissa turned to see B.A. and his van on the other side of the security fence, "I think our ride is here."

"He doesn't look so happy." Murdock waved as he hurried over, "Hey you big angry mudsucker! Get over here and help Cap'n Sosa with her bags!"

He sighed and cut the fence with some tool and slipped in through it walking over to them, "It's early you crazy fool." He smiled at Charissa, "Good to see you're alright, Girl… and what bags?" He glared at Murdock, "She only got one!"

Charissa chuckled, "Thanks B.A. and I can handle my luggage, no worries."

"Come on. I got doughnuts and coffee in the van." He motioned, looking around nervously not really in the mood to run for his life this early.

Hannibal smiled and patted Murdock on the back, "Next time you can be the chivalerous one, I promise."

Murdock sagged a bit, "I never get to do anything fun or cool!"

"If you want to carry my bag Murdock you can." She held it out to the pilot; she didn't like to see him sad.

B.A. just shook his head, "Too damned early for any of all y'alls shit." He muttered heading back towards the fence to hold it open for them.

Murdock attempted to pick up the bag and promptly toppled over, "What do you carry in here?" he struggled with it, finally hoisting it up over his shoulder, "Bricks?"

"Murdock, you're an Airborne Ranger." Face rolled his eyes, "That's not heavy."

"You take it then!"

"It's not that heavy…" She had no issue carrying it, "Just clothes, shoes, weapons, personal items…"

B.A. laughed, "That. Makes this whole being up early business worth it." He grinned watching Murdock trying to handle Sosa's bag, "You got an AK-47 in that thing or somethin'?"

Charissa laughed, "Nope… should just be my back up gun, extra clips and knives." Actually she wasn't completely sure since her duffel bag was always pre-packed except for clothing and personal items.

"He's just not used to it." Face chuckled and shook his head as they all piled into B.A.'s van. "So how have the kids been, in the time we've been gone?"

B.A. pulled out onto the road once they were all settled, "Alright. Been teachin'em football since it's almost that season." He said with a grin, he liked football… well pretty much any full contact sport he liked, " I gotta go in today, but not til later." He gave all of them a glance, "So what's goin' on?" He knew trouble when he smelled it.

It was still weird to Charissa, the idea of B.A. working around kids considering she didn't peg him as a man with much patience," Oh nothing much, just you guys are back on the government radar again."

"Great."

"Apparently this guy is harder than the first one. I'm not surprised." Hannibal was fiddling with his fingers, antsy for a cigar, but he knew the others weren't exactly fond of smoke in small enclosed spaces, "We'll have to deal with him in a different way."

Murdock shot a glance at Face, "This time, we let Hannibal make the plan."

B.A. just drove, "Where do you want me to go Hannibal?" They all had their own places, well Face and Murdock shared.

Charissa arched a brow, "I thought Hannibal always made the plans…"

"Face made the plan that got my head shot at." Murdock said, a little darker than he meant to. Then he brightened, "But Hannibal's made plans that have nearly gotten me killed too!"

"I feel so much better."

"Shot in the head…" She glanced at Face and then back at Murdock, "Ah. So that explains whatever it was that was on your head that night."

B.A. just shook his head slowly, "You and your inner death needs. Crazy ass fool." He decided to head for Murdock and Face's place knowing it was closer.

Hannibal smiled, "Truth be told, if my plans had worked out because people actually followed them, you'd never have gotten close."

Face swallowed, feeling a wave of guilt sweep over him, making him nauseated.

Charissa just sat back silently and observed, this didn't exactly concern her but she did give Face a curious glance.

B.A. turned and looked at them, "I need your access code Faceman so I can get into your fancy parking garage."

"Two-oh-four-six-six." Face leaned over his shoulder, gesturing to the pinpad, "Then hit enter."

The Sergeant followed the other man's instructions and then pulled inside once the gates opened and located a parking spot near the elevator, "Still like to know how you do it." He muttered as he got out.

Charissa followed the others out since she was seated in the back and grabbed her bag herself this time and made a mental note to actually take stock of what was in there since it had been a while when she had the chance.

"How I do what?" Face frowned, hands migrating to his pockets.

Hannibal and Murdock followed, the pilot hanging back a bit to make sure they weren't followed.

"This man." He gestured to the parking garage and the high rise apartment building above it, "How you get all this fancy stuff all the damn time."

Charissa chuckled, amused by B.A.'s admiration of Face's abilities as they all filed into the elevator.

"You've got to know how to work it." Face flashed a grin at Charissa, broad and teasing.

She grinned back, "How to work what?"

B.A. shifted, eying the elevator numbers as they changed, "What floor are you on again?" He liked the Faceman and Sosa, but the different degrees, types and levels of tension that ran between the two of them was enough to drive him insane at times.

"It. And I recently got the penthouse. No bonus points for guessing how I got it." He smirked as he pressed the elevator button for the top floor.

"All I know is now I have my own bathroom! So I never have to walk in on Face when he's -"

"Shut up, Murdock!"

Charissa snickered, "Did you also get your own computer sign on yet, Murdock?"

B.A. just shook his head slowly, "This. This right here is my own personal hell. Stuck in a small space with a buncha nutjobs."

"No." Mudock kicked the floor and pouted, "I got a wall charger, though, so I can keep re-charging my iPod wherever I want."

"You don't have to stay here, B.A." Face shook his head.

He glanced at Hannibal and then to Face, "I don't leave until he tells me to. You ain't the Boss." When the elevator doors opened he was the first one out and gave a low whistle, "Damn. I just might move in actually, got a third room?"


This is one my favorite moments in the series... I like it when they're all joking and having some fun. Drowsy likes that too. :) And enjoy it while you all can because the next few chapters aren't so fun... Face's mood shifts again, so you have been warned.

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