Murdock watched them go to the beach. He sighed audibly. Now everything was over. Face and Chelsea, an amazing beach and the sunset. He turned around and nearly bumped into the Colonel. How long has he been standing there?

"Hannibal, do you know, when the big guy is coming back?"

"Well Murdock, I think he'll be here soon. Would you like to tell me something about Chelsea and you."

"Me?" Murdock asked.

"Yeah." Hannibal looked at the suddenly pale man. "Where you've met. You said she is a friend of yours."

"Oh, yeah. She is." Murdock started talking to Hannibal and hoped they would change the subject soon.

Chelsea and Face were sitting on a blanket. Chelsea had one hand in the sand. It felt so soft. Her other hand was resting in her lap. Face had put an arm around her. They were just sitting there and watching. Face rested his head on hers.

"Do you think Murdock is mad at me?", she asked running a finger over his chest.

"I don't think so. By the way, he told me he had dated you once." She didn't stop moving her index finger over his chest.

"He just told you about the wine, didn't he?"

"What else should he have told me? I thought that was the highlight of that evening."

"It was somehow."

"Somehow? Do you do such things to every guy you are dating?" She said nothing for a minute then he heard her laugh.

"No just to the ones I like."

"Does that mean you like me?" He waited for her to answer but she didn't. Of course she wouldn't. "I mean. You've tortured me pretty much." Her hand moved lower and lower and stopped short above his waist band. He watched her hand at first and looked back at her face again. She grinned. She also smiled when his chest stopped moving for a second. Face sat back straight. The sun was nearly gone. He caressed Chelsea's cheek with his right hand. She looked at him. He closed the distance and they kissed. His hand moved down to her waist and she buried her hand in his hair.

Suddenly he felt both of her hands on his shoulders and then he was pushed down by her. She sat on his lap and smiled at him. Then she grabbed his wrists and pinned them down over his head. He grinned.

"Do you really think you're stronger than me?"

"Well I assumed it kind of." He laughed at that and pinned her down. They smiled at each other. Face kissed her deeply. When she replied he was lost. She was good at this "game". And he lay on his back again. He didn't know how she did it but he also didn't care. He just know he was laying on his back with an amazing woman kissing him senseless, like there would be no tomorrow. And she was damn good at doing this. She still held his wrists. Unbelievable, in a moment like this she was still teasing him. Boy, he wanted to touch her. Feel her. But he couldn't. He realized he was running out of oxygen and tried to withdrew. She didn't let him. He tried not to panic and finally she pulled back. Both were breathing heavily. She let go of his wrists and laid down beside him. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, very deeply. After that he turned to face her. She smiled at him.

"You won." She smiled knowingly.

"I know, I felt it.", she blinked at him. He looked at her still too confused to think. "Remember, I was sitting on your lap." She smiled at him.

"Oh, that. Very funny."

"What about the campfire now?" He smiled, ready to counter.

"Would you let me cool down first." She looked at him.

"Not yet." Chelsea kissed him again. Not as breathtaking as before but still incredible.

B.A. arrived. Murdock was talking to him about Billy's toys in the van.

"B.A., let me just get them, please?"

"No, fool."

"No, fool.", he imitated him. "Pretty please with sugar, whip cream, cotton candy and ham on top." B.A. glared at Murdock.

"Ham?"

"Makes it even more special. So, may I just fetch them and come right back."

"No."

"Why not?"

"There ain't no dog."

"B.A., how often do I have to tell ya? Billy is invisible."

"Ain't no toys in the van either."

"B.A., they are invisible too. You remember that time when Face broke his ankle in the van? He stepped on one of Billy's balls and-" He was stopped by the sight of Face and Chelsea in the doorway, whispering to each other. He turned back to B.A.. "May I?"

"It's open, fool."

"It is open? Then we have wasted our time by having this conversation." B.A. just turned around and walked over to Face and the girl. Murdock was gone. He looked at the girl. She was pretty. Face had good taste. But she had a sparkle in her eyes that made reconsider her. In a bad way. Face said she worked as sales assistant at a car shop. Nice job. B.A. preferred driving cars but selling them was okay too. When she stopped giggling at what Face whispered in her ear she looked at him with this smile. A smile better than Face's. He smiled himself. She was pretty good at making people act the way she wanted them to act. B.A. Wondered why he smiled but he couldn't stop. Face stared at him, jaw dropped.

"Hi I'm Chelsea. I guess your are the big guy, eh B.A..", she corrected herself. He smirked.

"Yeah. Are you friends with Murdock, cause no one else calls me big guy usually."

"Yes, great conclusion."

"Thanks." He blushed.

"What's B.A. short for?"

"Bad attitude.", Face snickered. B.A. glared at him.

"Is that true?" Chelsea looked back at him. And he smiled again. He nodded shyly. "As much as I have seen so far, there is no way that B.A. stands for bad attitude." He blushed even more and Face and Hannibal tried to calm down fast. They were really impressed. B.A. looked at the floor. She really was something special. She made the big guy blush.