A/N: Hello all. Sorry for the delay, I really am! I intend of finishing this story within the next few days. But this chapter is just to get things back on track. Enjoy!

"Can't we just stay for another day...to relax form this stressful afternoon of being caught?" Face was laying stiffly on the couch. He did not like push-ups in the least. Hannibal chuckled, shaking his head. "Nope."

Across the room, Murdock was performing some sort of yoga mediation trick. He was up against the wall, upside down, his legs criss-crossed. Very slowly he placed his hands on either side of his head and pushed himself off the floor, his eyes closed in concentration. This was a pretty regular thing and each of the three members knew better than to interrupt Murdock when he did this. He never explained the reasoning behind the strange position, but they assumed it was a calming thing.

"Colonel, you must be pretty exhausted from yelling at us all day," Face begged of the older man. But the Colonel only shrugged, pacing to the fridge and pulling out a water bottle. The man on the couch glared at him as he took a swing of water. "You never let us take a rest."

"He did." Murdock's voice came from the other side, strangely calm and mono. "But you took advantage of his offering."

Hannibal covered his mouth to hide his slight laughter as Face gaped angrily at Murdock. "You suggested we leave!"

Murdock's expression never changed. "How do you know I was being serious? Maybe I was just being a little far fetched. You thought I was serious."

Though Hannibal knew Murdock was messing around with Face, he never got into the forming argument. Arguing with Murdock in this state of mind never got anybody anywhere. "I really don't get you. I don't." Face grumbled.

There was a tiny smirk forming on Murdock's lips. "Shh! I'm busy."

"Were you being serious?" Face continued, getting off the couch but staying on his side of the room. "I dunno. Was I?"

Face threw his arms up. "Murdock! You are not making me any happier!"

And then, Murdock fell. His legs splayed awkwardly over his head, his arms out to the sides. His eyes were glaring up at Face. Hannibal was biting down on his hand, squeezing his eyes closed as his shoulders bounced form the suppressed laughter he knew would get him in trouble with the two.

Now Face was backing away, his eyes wide and his hands out in front of him. "Hey now, I didn't mean to anger you."

Murdock slowly got to his feet, a very slight growling coming from deep in his chest. He started to advance on Face. "You jack-wagon. I'm going to throw you out that window!"

Face bumped into the wall and Murdock launched himself at the conman, and the two went down in a heap of swinging limbs and curses. Now the Colonel across the room was letting his laughter out, the loud guffaws echoing throughout the hotel room. Face kicked Murdock off of him and scrambled to the bar, climbing on top of it.

"Stop him, Hannibal! He doesn't fight fair!" He called over to Hannibal. "Well, define fair, Face?" He gasped out. Face gave Murdock another kick and pointed out, "He bites, he pulls hair, and that's not how to fight!"

"Don't be a baby and take it like a man!" Murdock pulled on Face and he rolled off the bar onto the floor. The pilot tossed himself in the air and landed down on Face, grabbing his hair and tugging. Face was wincing, desperately trying to pull Murdock's hands away from his precious hair. To Hannibal, they were the picture of two five year old siblings in a giant tussle. But he knew he needed to stop this fight and started for them. "Leggo, Murdock!" He grabbed the pilot's face and shoved. Murdock growled again as Hannibal kneeled beside them.

He cleared his throat. "Now boys, this behavior is not acceptable in men of your age. I'm going to have to ask you to stop this childish act."

"But bossman-"

"I will ground you, Murdock."

Face bit down on his lip, trying not to smirk. Murdock's fingers un-tangled themselves out of Face's messed up hair and he released Murdock's face. They sat up, refusing to look at each other. When Hannibal stood they did the same, folding their arms across their chests. "Apologize."

"For what!" Murdock demanded, throwing his arms out and accidentally smacking Face in the nose. "Well, that for one," Hannibal noted, sighing.

Murdock giggled as Face rubbed his nose, glaring. "Let me be the mature one here," He spat at Murdock. "I'm sorry I messed up your...er...whatever it was you do."

Hannibal nodded and they both turned to the Captain. He set his face in a bored mask, looking at Face. "And I'm sorry I tackled you. So. Very. Sorry."

"Now hug."

They both gaped at Hannibal, their arms dropping and eyes narrowing. "I said-"

"Fine!" Face snapped, suddenly turning and grabbing Murdock up in a big hug. The pilot put his arms around Face's shoulders and rested his chin on Face's shoulder. "I'm sorry, really."

Face's frame shook with a small chuckle. "Me too."

Murdock inhaled, grinning. "You smell nice."

"Oooo-kay!" The conman jumped back immediately, looking embarrassed as he held his hands up to keep Murdock from coming any closer. Hannibal and Murdock both snickered. Behind Murdock the vibrant sunset was coming through pink, purple, and orange. It cast a dark glow into the room, and Hannibal sighed. "I guess we can leave in the morning. Since you wasted the day misbehaving and fighting."

"Thanks, Boss." Face smiled and indicated the couch. "You can sleep there."

"That's nice, Face. Thanks. How about I force you two to share a bed and I get the other for myself. Given that you don't argue over the blanket and suffocate each other with the pillows." He suggested, looking smug and going to the doors leading to the deck. As he stepped out, he lit a cigar and slid the door shut to smoke in peace.

The other two met eyes and gave out one short laugh, Murdock shrugging. "Perhaps, for our sake, we let him have one of the beds." He decided slowly.

"I guess I can sleep on the couch," Face blew out a gust of air, glancing at the orange couch. "It isn't that bad."

But Murdock shook his head. "Naw, that ain't fair. You take the bed." He offered. "Murdock, I don't want to fight over this, too." Face sighed.

They glanced around, thinking, then looked back at each other and said in sync, "I'll take the bed." Then they burst into laughter, pointing at each other. When Hannibal came back in, they were still howling. Without asking, he knew better, the older man went to his bed and pulled the two pillows on one side off, going to the second bed and laying them in a line down the middle. Satisfied, he walked over and started herding the two to the bed, and turned them to look at his idea.

Face shrugged. "It works." Murdock nodded his agreement.

Once they had gotten into some sleepwear, Face got in on one side and Murdock the other. "If any part of you touches me in the night, I'll suffocate you." Face warned. Murdock reached out and tapped Face's shoulder. "I'm not kidding."

"Sure, sure. Night, Face. Night, Hannibal." Murdock rolled away and closed his eyes.

A/N: Hey, don't worry! B.A. is going to show VERY soon! Haha, poor guy just can't catch a break. Was the same bed thing too weird? Reviews please!:)