Disclaimer: I don't own The A-Team or Matchbox 20
Man I'm getting these chapters written pretty fast, lol. I'm happy you all are still enjoying the story, again... I would like to thank InsideYourDreams24 for giving me the idea of what will happen to Murdock in this next chapter.
I just hope they don't mind that I kind of changed it around a bit.
Wrote this while listening to 'Let's see how far we've come' by Matchbox 20, love that song.
Enjoy
B.A. growled at Murdock as he was handed his plate, the coconut-curry tapenade making a small smile appear as he began to dig in, as did Face and Hannibal who noticed when the pilot slipped out of the room.
Walking into his bedroom, Murdock took off his hat, twisting it in his hands before lying it on the small table under the window that overlooked the thick trees outside, making the land outside them barely visible as the sun still shined through them in random spots that different in size.
The birds outside singing happily as he ran a hand through his hair with a small sigh, shutting his eyes for a moment and opening them to find one of the black creatures from his nightmares standing in front of him.
He jumped back without knowing it, his whole body becoming tense as he stared at it and shut his eyes again.
'Please go away, just leave me alone!' he thought with a frantic voice that echoed in his head as he opened his eyes to find the shadow still standing there but it was in the shape of Hannibal.
His hair was bloody and disheveled, his clothes torn and also bloody as he clutched a gun in his hand; his eyes seemed to flash with motivation to kill as the grip he had on the 10mm pistol tightened.
His knuckles turning white as Murdock shook his head and whispered words to himself, "This isn't real, you're not real." He repeated under his breath, continuing to blink his eyes in vain as the gun was raised and a pair of hands gripped his arms to hold him in place.
The gun was cocked, the cold barrel felt so real as it was pressed against Murdock's forehead and the shadow Hannibal's finger started to pull back the trigger.
"Bye, bye Captain."
"NO!"
Face's head snapped up, his eyes looking at B.A. who sat across from him as Hannibal ran from the table to the bedroom their pilot had entered.
Hannibal entered to find the man standing near the window, his body stiff as his eyes gazed at nothing, looking as if he were looking at something horrifying as the commander grabbed his shoulders and turned him around.
"Murdock?" Hannibal yelled out with worry as the Captain's quiet whispering continued until he seemed to come back to reality, seeing his commander in front of him again.
Murdock pushed himself away from Hannibal, almost shoving his commanding officer to the floor as he scrambled away and fell into one of the corners, curling up into a ball, holding his knees to his chest as he tried to hide his face.
The Colonel was shocked by his pilots actions, getting his balance back he ran to the man who stared at him with fear in his eyes, Hannibal could see the pure agony reflected in his very emotional eyes as he pushed the older man away again with more force.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" He screamed, his body shaking as he still felt the cold barrel of the pistol on his head, the stench of blood that poured off Hannibal's body as he breathed heavily. "Don't hurt me please... Stop hurting me!"
Murdock's hands came up to cover his face as he cried silently, not able to keep back his tears as his heart finally broke from the stress, the fear of his friends hurting him as he tried to protect himself in the corner.
"Murdock, I'm not going to hurt you."
'I'm going to kill you.'
Hannibal didn't know what was going on, these sort of things happened to them before, but never to this level. He'd never seen one of his team members so broken and unsure of the world around him like Murdock was at this moment.
He stepped forward one more time, only to have the pilot's fist collide with his cheekbone; Hannibal took a few steps back with a hand on his cheek that throbbed.
Face and B.A. were beside Hannibal immediately, hearing the screams and Murdock's protests to Hannibal's help as Face knelt down.
Making sure Hannibal was alright, Face slowly touched the pilots shoulder, the Captains face still buried in his hands until the con man took hold of his wrists.
Pulling his hands away so the pilots tear streaked face could be seen by the world, his broken mind and heart fully exposed as he tried to pull his hands away from Face who kept his grip on them.
"Murdock, hey!" He said, raising his voice to get the mans attention, "it's alright, we're here. You're fine."
'He's lying.'
"Shut up."
Murdock's whisper didn't go unnoticed as Face leaned closer, only to be shoved away by the pilot; Face backed off a bit as Murdock tried to get his small tears under control.
"Okay, okay buddy I won't crowd you."
'They want you out of their lives.'
"You're wrong."
'You're just a crazy idiot who was lucky to be a part of this team.'
"SHUT UP!" Murdock screamed holding his head as he continue to let his small sobs be heard and seen by his team who just stood there in shock, confusion filling the air around them as B.A. looked at Hannibal.
The commander looked to be staring into space before he was touched on the shoulder by his big friend.
"He hearin' voices or somethin'?"
Hannibal sighed, running his hand down his face and shutting his eyes, "I don't know. He was afraid of me, saying I was going to hurt him."
"Boss, he's really scared," Face said quietly as if Murdock wasn't even there, because really, he was not with them at all.
He was trapped elsewhere.
His mind was clouded and unclear as he tried to fight off the demons running in circles around him, trying to fight off the pain they wanted to put him through.
"I know Face, let's try to get him to bed."
B.A. stepped forward and knelt down beside Face, his big hand resting on Murdock's shoulder as the man stared at him with eyes still full of confusion and pain.
Trying to fight the big man's hold on him as he was pulled to his feet, shaking in B.A. and Face's arms as they tried to walk him to bed.
He fought hard, trying to pull away from them only to find his feet dragged across the floor, his screams of tearing them apart as he cursed violently at them.
The foul language leaving the pilot's mouth surprised all of them as he stared at them afraid and almost seemed ready to kill them if needed.
Murdock looked at B.A. with his big eyes, clearly not realizing his friends were just trying to help him as he managed to bite the mechanics arm hard.
"Fool bit me! What's wrong with him!"
'You're worthless.'
"No, I'm not!" Murdock cried out with his head down as he bit his lip until it bled from a small cut made by one of his upper incisors.
'They're sick of taking care of you.'
"Murdock, snap out of it!"
Face and B.A. managed to lay the Captain down, holding down his limbs to keep him from hurting himself as Hannibal ran from the room.
Murdock's quiet grunts of pain and heavy breathing filled the air as he still tried to fight them, small fits of coughing escaping him as Hannibal returned.
A syringe in his hands that they all recognized, "Try and hold him still guys."
Face struggled and looked at his leader with a look of irritation and worry, "What do you think we're doing!"
Hannibal didn't respond, sticking the needle into Murdock's neck and pushing B.A.'s knock out drug into the pilot's veins.
"Shh, calm down Captain, shh." Hannibal whispered to the pilot while smoothing back his hair as the man fought against B.A.'s knock out drug.
It quickly took effect, Murdock's violent thrashing slowing down until he was completely still on the mattress.
B.A. and Face carefully let go of him, taking a step back and trying to catch their breath as Face wiped a small bead of sweat from his brow.
"Don't...Please." Was all Murdock muttered before finally giving in to the drugs demand, his head falling to the side on the pillow as Hannibal pulled the blankets over him.
Tucking them underneath the mattress so the pilot would have a little bit of restraint if he woke up in a panic.
"Fool's stronger than I thought," B.A. said aloud as he rubbed the place on his shoulder where he'd been bit, he felt his heart strings pulled as he felt the teeth imprints on his arm but thankfully there was no broken skin.
"What just happened Boss?"
Hannibal shook his head with a sad expression, his frown deepening as he shut his eyes and sat down with a sigh.
"He thinks we're trying to hurt him."
"Why?"
The question remained in the air, unanswered as B.A. and Face took a seat on the floor with Hannibal taking the chair. Processing what just happened as they all shed their own small, quiet tears.
I'm sorry if the guys seem too emotional but you know, it's Murdock so I figured that they would be really heartbroken if Murdock was afraid of them. I hope you all enjoyed this and have a wonderful day.