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Chapter 11, YEA! Just saying, feel free to let me know if there are any kind of scenes or ideas that you think I should add to this story.
Also if there are any kind of mistakes, please let me know.
Enjoy
Hannibal and Face walked in to find B.A. sitting at the table playing a game of cards by himself, not even looking up as they sat the food they'd gotten on the counter and took a minute to scan the room.
"Where's Murdock?" Face was the first one to speak as Hannibal started putting food away, putting some aside for what he was going to make tonight.
B.A. finally looked up in their direction, swiftly throwing his hand up with his thumb point behind him towards the couch, "told the fool to lie down."
Face turned around, looking towards the couch to see the top of a red hat; the familiar red fabric bringing a smile to his face as he slowly approached it to find Murdock curled up asleep.
His hat sitting comfortably on his head with his favorite leather jacket cluched tightly in his hands as if it were a lifeline, the pilot's skin thankfully wasn't as pale and was cool against Face's hand which meant his fever hadn't come back while they were away.
"He's doing a lot better."
"Yes, but he's still got a while before he's back to normal." Hannibal replied from the kitchen as B.A. started to put away his cards, "man's never been normal."
"That all depends on your definition of 'normal', Bosco." Murdock's groggy voice answered as he sat up rubbing the sleep from his eyes, adjusting his cap and looking into the kitchen from his place on the couch.
"My definition of 'normal' is anyone but you." B.A. said with a growl, watching his friend with an expression of irritation as Murdock smiled widely, his eyes moving over to the bags on the counter and Hannibal who stood with his back to the room.
"Whatchu doin' bossman?"
"I'm going to make us something to eat Captain," his voice was almost flat as he answered the pilot's question; continuing to go through the cabinets and drawers for any kind of pot and untensils.
"I could do that, Colonel." Murdock's voice seemed to carry its cheerful tone at the thought of being able to cook, Hannibal couldn't stop the smile that graced his features as he remembered how much the pilot loved it.
"Murdock, you're still recuperating," the Colonel looked over his shoulder to see the Captain who stared back at time, that big smile on his face while his eyes seemed to beg Hannibal to hand over the reins.
"C'mon, please."
"You need to rest Captain, you've been through a lot these past few days." Hannibal replied, turning his gaze away from the pilot and instead looking down at the wooden counter, 'All of us have.'
"I've rested enough bossman, I can't get back to sleep." Murdock replied, making Face smile at how much his friend reminded him of a child begging to get back a confiscated toy.
"Well," the Colonel thought for a moment, not able to come up with anything else which he guessed Face noticed and finished for him.
"Why don't you play with Billy or Basscatcher Bob?"
Murdock shook his head with a frown as he glanced up at the con man, his hands resting on the back of the couch as he sat on his legs which were folded beneath him.
"No, Face you know Basscatcher Bob got burned on vacation, and while you were gone B.A. tried to drown Billy." He answered throwing a hurt look towards B.A. who shrugged, "I can't find him anywhere, the mudsucker scared him away."
Face and Hannibal turned to B.A., both giving him a mixture of shocked and confused expressions.
"B.A., how could you do that to Billy?" Face voiced in a tone of shock as he put a hand on Murdock's shoulder for comfort, the pilot did nothing but stare at the big man until he answered.
"There ain't no dog!"
Hannibal took the cigar out of his mouth and pointed it at the Sargent who's body stiffened under his leaders intense eyes.
"B.A. you know that isn't an excuse, now I want you to apologise to Murdock."
Face nodded, thinking for a moment before quickly adding his own two cents on the situation. "And promise you'll help him find Billy later."
"Man I ain't-"
"B.A." Hannibal cut him off, sending another intense gaze his way until he pushed his chair away from the table and stood; going over the Murdock who looked up at him without a word.
The mechanic sighed before stomping his foot onto the floor, "listen fool, I'm sorry I tried to kill your fake dog, and I'll help find him later." He said, adding the last part with hesitence.
"Promise?"
B.A. sighed again, this time louder before nodding, "yea I promise."
Murdock smiled at B.A. who only responded by returning to the table and dealing the deck of cards to play another game of cards by himself while Face and Hannibal smiled at a job well done.
"You think he'll keep his promise Colonel...?" The pilot asked from the couch, the fear for his pet dog evident in his voice as Face rubbed his shoulder with a smile.
"I'm sure he will Murdock."
The house was quiet, the birds chirping outside and brightening up the already fine day as the sun shined through each window. Murdock listened to the sounds until he couldn't take it anymore and asked another question.
"Colonel?"
"Yes, Murdock?" Their leader answered, sounding like he was really curious about Murdock's concerns as he cast another look over his shoulder.
"Could I please make ya'll somethin' to eat, I really miss it."
"I know," Hannibal said moving away from the stove and waving his hand in it's direction, Murdock's eyes seemed to light up more than they had before as his smile grew.
"I can?"
"Yes, just be sure to take it easy, you're still pretty weak."
Murdock nodded, slowly getting up from the couch and setting his jacket aside, walking over to stand beside the Colonel who looked concerned.
"You sure Murdock? You still look shakey to me."
The pilot nodded with confidence as the Colonel stepped back to give him some room, "I'm good Bossman, I believe that you always have the strength to do somethin' you love."
"That fool and his crazy theories."
Hannibal looked at B.A. for a moment before sitting down at the table, Face quickly following as they all started to finish the card game they were playing earlier.
"I appreciate Murdock's theories, even if they are outside ordinary logic or reason." Hannibal said with a smile as Face nodded, "I agree."
"You guys are catching his craziness," B.A. said with a tone of disgust as Murdock howled to laughter, "you have crazy in you too Bosco."
"Whatchu talkin' about fool!"
"I think everyone's born crazy, they just let the world tame 'em." Murdock said, clearly having a good time with his cooking as Hannibal chuckled with a nod.
"I think you have a point there, Captain."
Hope this chapter was satisfactory for you all, I had a bit of a hard time writing it but really do hope that it was to your liking.
The line that Hannibal said about appreciating Murdock's theories, and Basscatcher Bob, as well as Basscatcher Bob's fate were all from Season 3, episode 25: Incident at Crystal Lake. Another one of my favorites.
