AUTHOR'S NOTE:

This chapter has a lot of comedy and it also has a bit of action and a moment that is very important foreshadowing for the next chapter. Face and Anna? Oh, those two can only build up so much more tension…

WARNINGS: Language, Violence, Torture, Gore, Sex, Drugs, Death, Smoking, Alcohol, Dark Themes

ENJOY!

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Getting onto the plane really didn't get them completely cleared—but at least Bosco was knocked out and didn't have to know what was happening.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Murdock announced for everyone to hear, "we are expecting slight turbulence. Please remain in your seats until the captain has turned off the 'fasten seatbelt' sign." With that he started strapping himself in as Face took Anna's hand between the seats they were already strapped into too. "Don't worry boys and Anna! Turbulence has never brought down a plane!"

Suddenly, there was an alarm noise and Face looked around. "What the Hell is that?"

"Buuut, we got inbound subsonic UAV's in missle lock…and they bring down planes all the time," Murdock told them.

"Of course they do," Anna sighed loudly, squeezing Face's hand as his thumb ran along hers reassuringly.

Hannibal glanced back at them to make sure that Anna was alright as the UAV's started shooting heat seeking missiles at them, sitting in the co-pilot seat. He smiled a little when he saw the loving smiles exchanged between the two love birds and for one moment he was alright with the two of them being together because that was true love's gaze right there…but then it hit him like a sinking feeling as Murdock deployed the counter measures and the whole plane shook. His beautiful daughter was helping them and if Sosa found out about it, Anna could kiss her job 'goodbye'.

He had to ditch her at some point.

More than anything, Hannibal wanted to be close to Anna since the last 6 months had been taken away from them and he knew that the rest of the A-Team felt the same way too, but this wasn't right. She had a whole future and career ahead of her and right now she was throwing it away just to help them clear their names and if it got back to anyone that she was helping, she was as good as fired. Hannibal wanted the best for her and this was just not what was best for her, regardless of how good at it that she was—her mother never would have wanted this for her.

"Hang on! Hang on! We're going over!" Murdock told them as more missiles were shot at them, turning the plane upside down and looping around.

Face squeezed Anna's hand this time. "Murdock! What the Hell are you doing?!"

"Whoo-hoo!" Murdock exclaimed excitedly. "You guys remember Mexico?!"

"I remember that we all were almost killed in Mexico!" Anna responded and then cursed under her breath.

One of the UAV's came out of nowhere and shot at them, even Murdock getting a less than pleased look on his face. Still, he was ever the pilot and he was enjoying himself a little bit as he announced to all of them that the right wing was in fact on fire and the plane was going to more than likely crash. That meant some thinking and Hannibal and Anna both started to speak up and then stopped and looked at each other, Murdock and Face wanting to know what they were thinking.

"The tank…" Hannibal and Anna said at once.

Making sure that Bosco was securely fastened even though he was no longer in the chair, Face, Murdock, Hannibal and Anna got into the tank on board the plane and got themselves sealed in just as the plane was shot at and it exploded. The parachute on the tank deployed as they could all feel it plummeting to the ground and they all hoped that this was going to be their free and clear of the aerial attack. However, they were now in a tank and it wasn't as if the tank was like a plane, so even when it hit the ground, they were all probably going to die.

"Owww," Face groaned, Anna rubbing his back.

Hannibal smiled a little bit. "Everybody okay?"

"Bosco won't be when we tell him the plane exploded," Anna replied with a gentle laugh.

"What are the chances they think we're dead?" Face asked, asking the question they were all thinking.

Just then they could hear the drones shooting at them and Anna laughed a little when Hannibal told Face that the chances weren't great at all. The five of them were stuck in a tank that was going to implode upon impact to the ground, Bosco was getting up, and they were being shot at…didn't seem good for the A-Team. Not to mention, Anna hadn't entirely factored this into her plans, just perhaps Sosa getting in the way of her plans, and she certainly didn't want it to all end in a big fiery death.

"Please tell me we ain't on that plane," Bosco said, his eyes still closed.

Murdock smiled at him. "We ain't on that plane."

"Hannibal?" Face asked him.

"Yeah?" Hannibal answered quickly.

"If we're under 20,000 feet, we can still breathe, right?" Face continued and both Anna and Hannibal grinned at him.

"What you talking about, '20,000 feet'?" Bosco asked

Hannibal beamed. "Let's fire up the old weapons system."

"You are incredibly sexy," Anna told Face, pulling him in for a quick kiss before she let him go.

They were all rather crazy—every single one of them—but this was one of those things that no one would ever think of. Still, they all needed to get to a good place and Anna went over to try and calm Bosco down as Face smiled, glad he had her there with him even if he was feeling a bit like Hannibal was right now. Her being here was putting her whole future in danger and it was selfish of him to want her to be here with him through it all when that meant ruining her life.

"What the Hell, man?" Bosco was saying as he realized he was kind of tied up like he was in a straight jacket of a sort.

Face smiled at him. "Hey, Bosco, a little stuff—I'm going to pop a window!" Of course, he opened up the top of the tank and then he started using the turret to try and shoot the drones down that were firing on him. "What you got, Bitches? What you got?! Whoo!"

"Come on, let me have a turn, Face!" Murdock called up as Anna rubbed he father's shoulders.

"Why are we in a tank?" Bosco asked them all.

Murdock turned to him. "Because the plane exploded!"

"What…WHAT?!" Bosco asked, really freaking out now. "When?"

"Recently," Murdock called to him. "The reapers shot it down!"

"What reapers?" Bosco asked him.

Murdock nodded at him. "The same ones that are still trying to kill us!"

"I blame you, Hannibal!" Bosco said pointing at him. "And you, Anna!"

"Technically we're not flying," Hannibal pointed out to him.

"I know!" Bosco said angrily. "Because we're falling, fool!"

Anna just had to laugh because her boys were all together and because if she didn't laugh she was going to lose it. Laughing was one of her coping mechanisms and right now she was trying to have a cool head and help with this plan that she and her father were cooking up and she needed to be happy. She needed to pretend that not everything was falling apart around her and she looked up just as Face destroyed one of the drones, but it was so close that the whiplash of the explosion almost knocked him overboard.

Just like that she was to him because there was no way in Hell that she was going to let him fall—she would never let anything happen to him. He started making all sorts of noises thinking he was going to fall out and die, but Anna helped him in and he knew to be all business right now because they were in a right pickle.

"Hannibal! We're in trouble!" Face called down as he came back through the hatch.

Hannibal nodded at that. "Brace yourselves!"

"Awesome!" Murdock exclaimed as they all did as they were told.

"Face! Hang on to the main gun! We need to get a half mile away from this exact position!" Hannibal was telling him as he looked at all of the readings.

Face did as he was told, but he was confused. "What the Hell am I trying to hit?!"

"Trust me…rotate the turret 82 degrees!" Hannibal instructed quickly.

"Fire in the hole!" Murdock exclaimed as they all held on for dear life.

"Fire!" Hannibal ordered.

"Boom!" Face said as he shot it off.

They all held on as the shot sent the tank sideways, and Anna smiled, commenting about how flying a tank had to be the most memorable thing they had all done together. She had faith that they were going to get through this and even so she had one hand on her father and one on Face because she needed the reassurance that they were there and safe and alive with her. Bosco was really the only one in the tank that was honestly not at all happy about how the situation was unfolding.

"HaHa! We're flying the tank!" Murdock called out excitedly.

"You can't fly a tank, fool!" Bosco corrected him.

Hannibal looked at the readings. "Rotate 16 degrees!"

"Got it!" Face responded quickly.

"Fire!" Hannibal told him and then waited a moment or two. "Rotate 34 degrees. Fire!"

Anna got excited when they took out one of the drones and then she and her father both told Face to turn the turret to the front and wait. She understood the readings just as well as her father did and they needed to make sure that weren't going to get themselves crushed upon impact, which was still a very distinct possibility over water or not. Murdock closed the hatch and while Face was even a bit skeptical, Anna and Hannibal were putting all they had into this.

"The last ride is the best ride, Colonel!" Murdock exclaimed as he held on.

Hannibal nodded as Anna closed her eyes. "FIRE EVERYTHING!"

"COME ON, BABY!" Face exclaimed as he followed the orders.

They were all bracing themselves for impact and got violently tossed around as they landed in the water, but they were all more or less unharmed and on their way to Berlin.

xx

Because Hannibal and Anna had been planning this for a long time now—Anna especially—they already had a safe house set up that Anna felt was safe and everyone got a cot to sleep on instead of the floor. She was proud of her work and the boys were too, her getting them all food as Hannibal started to pour over all of the information that she had been accumulating over the last couple of months about Pike and the Arab and their bank transfers in Frankfurt. The boys were all stunned at first, but then they remembered that this was Anna Smith and they knew that it was just another day in the office for her.

Unfortunately, Anna had two voicemails from Sosa though, so she knew that Sosa was onto her but she hadn't listened to them yet. She knew she had to and she had to call Sosa back, but she didn't want to get the boys' spirits down and so she went into the big room with the cots for everyone to sleep on and sat down, putting the phone up to her ear. Her voicemail did its usual greeting and then she could hear Sosa's voice clear as a bell and she listened to the message.

"I think we both know that you're with your father right now, Anna, and though I can't prove it, I will and your career is over…fair warning," Sosa told her—straight and to the point Charissa Sosa was.

Nodding gently and saving the message, Anna moved on to the next one. "Anna, Anna, Anna…ignoring my calls really isn't a good sign. Your headquarters won't tell us where you are but we're on that—by the end of the day I'll know that you're off book and since your whole precious A-Team has escaped and clearly has more information than we did at first, I know you're behind it. That and you've been visiting them all regularly so let me make myself perfectly clear, Annabelle Rose Smith: if you are helping them get those plates, you are as good as in prison with them."

Anna felt her stomach twist up and her hand was shaking as she saved the message and pulled the phone away from her ear. She was rather fond of her job, but she knew that she had been a bit sloppy here and she had even accounted for the fact that she would be the first suspect here, but this was important. Even if it wasn't entirely a legitimate way to handle this she never could have done it alone and Hannibal, Face, Bosco and Murdock deserved the chance to clear their names…and she wanted to make up for never being able to testify for them in the first place.

"Tomorrow is important," Hannibal said slowly as Anna bit her fingernail and looked at her phone. "All of the plates in the same place at the same time for the first time in the last six months and we're going to retrieve them. We never could have known all of this if it wasn't for you."

Anna nodded, still looking at her phone. "Yeah…the plan is coming together."

"There's something you didn't account for though…" Hannibal said slowly, recognizing that look on her face. "Sweetheart, I want you to get out of this and I want you to do it before anyone can make anything stick, alright?"

"No, I thought there was a chance this could happen," Anna admitted as her father sat down next to her on one of the cots. "I'm not leaving you guys because this is the right thing to do and if I go down with you, then I go down with you. You know me, Dad."

"Yeah, I do," Hannibal admitted nodding, wrapping his arms around her. "I know that you're as stubborn as me and your mother put together, but I care more about you than I do about this whole thing. I want you out of it."

Anna shook her head and then kissed her father's cheek. "I can't just walk away because it's as bad as doing the wrong thing, Dad. What I need to do is just lay low and make sure that Sosa doesn't see me or find out I'm here and involved. As long as she doesn't know anything, she can't make anything stick and we both know that. Tomorrow we make Pike and his team miss the 7:15 to Zurich and we just make sure we're seeing and not being seen…but you tipped off Sosa…"

"She's like a bait," Hannibal admitted nodding. "You said so yourself that we'd need her help eventually but you never said why—I just trust you."

"I just hate her," Anna told him, shaking her head. "She and Face have unresolved issues and if he thinks that she's in danger—which she is if Lynch thinks she's a threat—he will do anything to protect her."

Hannibal nodded about that. "Yeah, but I think he'll protect you over her in a heartbeat."

Anna made a face and gave her father a look because as much as she loved Face and as much as she was sure that he loved her back, this was Sosa. Face had wanted to have a family with her and had wanted to marry her and settle down and he wasn't just going to suddenly forget about all of that. If it came down between the two of them, Anna was certain that Face would hesitate and the hesitation enough could make him lose both of them and yet…Hannibal had a look on his face that Anna hadn't seen before. To make it even weirder for her, Hannibal smiled a little and looked at his hands before he looked at his beautiful daughter.

"That man is in love with you," Hannibal told her shrugging. "I want to deny it and keep you my little girl forever, but I think he might love you almost as much as I do."

Anna smiled a little bit. "No one could love me as much as you."

"Face can, just in a much different way," Hannibal concluded with a chuckle.

"Well, obviously," Anna replied rolling her eyes at her father's joke.

They both shared a laugh and then a look and they hugged, Hannibal pulling back and tucking some hair behind her ear and kissing her forehead. Anna closed her eyes and smiled, looking up as he walked out of the room and as she looked back at her phone as Face walked into the room and smiled at her. Even just sitting there all worried she was the most beautiful woman that Face had ever seen and then he was reminded that she was worried and so he came over and sat down next to her, stroking her hair, which made her close her eyes and smile, leaning into it.

"This is a pretty amazing plan that you came up with, baby," Face whispered into her ear, nipping at her earlobe with his teeth.

Anna nodded and turned to face him. "I got that from my dad…"

"Yes, you did…" Face responded, leaning in and kissing her, fingers in her hair.

They both moaned into the kiss, neither of them bantering about it because they had almost died in a plane and a falling tank today and they just wanted each other—wanted to be with each other. Face let his free hand travel up Anna's side, Anna dropping her phone on the floor as Face rested his hand on her breast and rubbed the peak through her clothes with his thumb. Moaning again, Anna wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down on the cot with her, legs wrapping around his body as he lay between her legs naturally.

It was the movement of her legs around him that made Face move to unbutton her shirt, lips and teeth capturing Anna's skin from her chin down to her sternum. Anna arched her back up into him and tilted her head back, gripping Face's hair as he placed open mouth kisses along her body after he unhooked each button. He paused to squeeze her breasts as he nipped at the flesh above the cup, Hannibal feeling like something was up because Face had gone into the room and now…something was going on.

"Murdock…can you get Anna for me?" Hannibal asked him slowly.

Murdock nodded and got up. "Sure thing, Boss."

"Anna?" Face asked gently as he unfastened her pants and let his tongue trail along the waistband of her panties.

"Yes?" Anna breathed out, looking down at him for a moment, making eye contact.

"Anna, I lo—" Face began as he placed kisses to her now bare stomach.

"Anna, Hannibal needs—WHOA!" Murdock exclaimed, shielding his eyes. "First off he needs you fully clothed…"

Anna was certain that Face was about to tell her that he loved her, but instead Murdock had come in and now she was red in the face and incredibly aroused. She and Face honestly could have gone at it right then and there, but it wasn't the time or the place and her dad had obviously sent Murdock in on purpose because they had just had a little talk, her and her father. Sighing as Face nodded and placed a gentle kiss to her mouth before he got up, Anna buttoned her buttons again and fastened up her pants, placing her hand on Murdock's shoulder to let him know that it was alright if he looked now because she was dressed and nothing was happening.

"Let's focus on the mission at hand, yeah?" Anna asked, not noticing Face picking up her fallen phone as she left.

Note: This team is such a cock block, huh? Trust me, it can't last forever, but for now things are about to get rough because they're about to intercept those plates and who will be there? Sosa…damn. Feedback is always appreciated!