I wrote most of this ages ago as an idea I had and now I finally get to use
it!!! I hope you enjoy it because it's taken me ages to write this part.
Please enjoy the show.
Chapter Fifteen - Reach Back, Remember
"Well, well. Who do we have here?"
A man said stepping forwards. The Team looked over him. He was young and in a smart suit. He looked them all up and down while Hannibal and Face stood their casually. Murdock was a lot more tense.
"Where's Kate? What have you done with her?"
The man turned and looked at him.
"Ah, the famous H.M Murdock. The love of Kate's life. But who are your friends? They're not part of any agency that I know of - and I know a lot of people. So you must just be hired help, huh? Must just be what you could afford - you are crazy after all. I mean Lord knows why you'd pick this one."
He said looking Face up and down. Face gave him a cold stare. Hannibal could feel him tense.
"Stay cool, Lieutenant."
He said pulling out a cigar from his pocket.
"Lieutenant, huh? Ex military men? Wait a minute! You wouldn't be the famous A-Team would you?"
"See Face, he really does have a brain in that big head of his!"
Hannibal joked which got a glare from the man, which quickly disappeared.
"Now you would have to be Colonel Hannibal Smith, right?"
"You would be right about that too."
He replied talking around the cigar in his mouth.
"Take these two to the cell. I wanna have a chat with this one."
He said looking at Murdock.
"I want to see Kate first."
Murdock stated, anger in his voice.
"All in good time, Captain. All in good time."
The man nodded to his troop. A soldier nudged Face in the back with his gun. Face turned defensively.
"Okay, okay, I'm going."
He moaned and moved in the direction he gestured, with Hannibal following. Murdock was taken off in the opposite direction.
*****
Hannibal and Face watch as the man unlocks and opens the door, then they are shoved in. The door is closed and locked and they are left in the dark and haze with just light filtering through the small window at floor level. They look around; there's a bed near the corner, two chairs beside it with their backs to the wall. The rest of the room is bare. They notice the figure on the bed immediately and as they get closer they realise that it's Kate. One of her hands is handcuffed to the metal headboard and one foot has a chain attached to the end of the bed. She is half curled up on her side with her back to them.
With a curse, they both race over, around the bed to face her. She seems delirious and is mumbling, staring out into space. She is filthy, her hair is a mess and she looks exhausted. A small blanket is draped over her but it doesn't hide the blood or rips on her trousers and top. Hannibal perches on the side of the bed and gently touches her arm. She flinches and stops mumbling.
"Please, not again. Not again. I've told you what you want to know."
She was moving backwards, away from him as best she could.
"Kate? Kate, it's me Hannibal."
He touches her shoulder and she flinches even more.
"Hannibal...Hannibal...?"
She whispers in confusion. She mumbles some more inaudible words.
"Kate, Kate look at me...it's Hannibal."
"Hannibal..." Slowly she remembers the name and an image of a nice, sturdy man flashes across her memory, followed by other names and faces. "...Face...Murdock...friends..."
"That's right...now look at me."
Slowly she moves her gaze upwards and focuses on the face with difficulty. The room was still spinning and all words still sounded slurred to her.
"...are you real...? Pl...please be real..."
"Yes, yes I'm real." He took her hand in both of his and squeezed it. "You feel that? I'm real, I'm really here."
Her eyes started to blur again.
"No, no keep focused on me. Look at me."
He commanded. She forced her eyes to stay focused and then half smiled at him.
"I thought I was going crazy...I thought I was alone..."
Hannibal glanced at Face before he spoke and mouthed 'look for devices'. Face nodded and checked around the room.
Hannibal looked back at Kate.
"You're not alone, Kate. You're not alone."
"How did you find me here? How did you know...?"
He didn't want to say anything that might give anything away so he waited for a moment for Face to confirm that it was save to talk. Face soon gave him the thumbs up and joined them both by the bed.
"An old friend of yours told us you were in trouble...we, uh, came to help."
He said sheepishly.
"Yeah, and the uh, plan...didn't go accordingly."
Face added.
"Friend?"
"Guy named Jimmy. Don't know his last name but Murdock knew him."
"Jimmy..."
"Said you saved his life once and he owed you."
"James. I haven't seen him for years. He went undercover..."
"He said he's been keeping an eye on you. Said that someone took you and beat up Steve. Do you know who it was?"
"Colin...the traitor in our agency...he took me...he's behind this...is Steve okay?"
Hannibal nodded.
"He's gonna be fine. What about you? Are you okay? Are you hurt bad?"
"I don't know...I think I am...it hurts..."
Hannibal frowned. He'd noticed that something was strange about her. At first he put it down to being beaten and exhaustion...but now he noticed her confusion. Her eyes looked glazed and she was hot to the touch. It was as if they'd drugged her as well. Face had noticed it too.
"Kate, how long have you been here?"
Face asked.
"...feels like forever."
"Face, get these damn cuffs off her."
Hannibal said pulling the chain slightly. Face nodded and got down to work.
"What have they done to you? Have they drugged you?"
"First...they...they tried mind control, hypnotism - but...easily avoided...then beat me...more for fun...then gave me...sodium mamathol...always my favourite..."
"Truth serum?"
She nodded. *No wonder she seemed distant and confused. It was truth serum!*
Hannibal started to check her injuries - she winced.
"Looks like you've got a few broken ribs. That truth serum still affecting you much?"
"What do...you think?" She whispered with slight sarcasm. "Ask me anything...I can't lie."
Hannibal frowned as he tried to think of something, but Face smiled as he suddenly came up with a good question.
"Okay Kate. You remember that night the day after the bombs hit? Where did you two go?"
Hannibal smiled at Face. Him and BA had wondered where they were, they'd gone to see Face and Kate who were resting up in the hospital, also knowing that Murdock was there with her, but couldn't find them anywhere, they'd both just disappeared and didn't mention anything when they showed up again a few hours later.
"We were in the hospital."
"I thought you said you couldn't lie?"
Face questioned.
"I can't..."
"We checked the hospital, couldn't find you anywhere."
Hannibal stated.
"You didn't check the broom cupboard..."
Hannibal and Face smirked at each other.
"That old dog!"
Face joked and went back to unlocking the cuffs.
"This guy, Colin. You said he was the traitor in the CIA. Why? What is it he's behind?"
"I don't...don't...I can't..."
"Come on, Kate. Remember."
"KGB. His father was KGB, but also worked for agency...he killed my parents...because my father found out...now I know and Colin is finishing his fathers work...But...dad left proof...they need it...need code-key to get to it."
Hannibal and Face look at each other.
*KGB? Great!*
Hannibal thought.
"Code-key?"
He questioned.
"It's a password...to secure computer line and get to the information to delete it...without detection...there's two...one is to get into the computer room as well..."
"Have you given them the key?"
He asked worried, if she had then she was a dead girl. That was the only thing keeping her alive. He didn't think she had because she would probably already be dead.
"I had no choice...I couldn't lie...but they were confused and kept getting mad...they didn't understand."
"Mad? What exactly did you tell them?"
At this point Face managed to uncuff her hand.
"There! Boy, these old things are tough!"
"Thanks."
She lowered her arm and started to rub her wrist...her arm ached and was stiff from being in the same position for so long. Hannibal, knowing what it was like, took her arm and started to massage the circulation back into it.
"Kate, what did you tell them?"
"I said that the key...is the key."
Hannibal stopped massaging her shoulder.
"What do you mean - the key is the key?"
"They kept saying that. I mean the key 'is' the key."
"The key of what?"
She looked up at him, the truth serum wearing her down.
"Sing with me to find the key. Amazing...Grace...How sweet the sound...that saved...a wreck...like me..."
"Kate?"
"I once...was lost...but now...I'm found...was blind...but now...I see..."
Face finally managed to unlock the chain around her ankle. He moved up to her head and put a hand on her shoulder.
"There you go, Kate."
He said gently. She grabbed his hand before he could move away.
"Thank you. You know, Face...always wondered why you always...put on that mask...the one that...shows you as a chauvinistic, classy, charming man...that goes for anything on long legs...and always manages to get it...without much fight...and I know now...it's because...deep inside...you're caring and loyal and loving...you make people feel special...so many hidden depths...so many hidden pains...your mask...like a protective shield...to hide the hurt...the vulnerability...you don't need to around your Team mates...because they...know...you...more than you think...especially Murdock...he always did..."
Face stared at her. She gave him a small smile.
*When the hell did she get to know me so well..."
She turned towards Hannibal, whose hand she still held.
"And you...you're a kind, faithful person...Hannibal...you care so much...for your Team...for the innocent...and even though you never show it...they know...and that's why they respect you...like they do...they trust you with their lives...You're a good leader...even though you're a bit of a loose cannon...at times...this Jazz Murdock talks of...I understand it...I know it...But you...really shouldn't try and...take everything on your shoulders...all the time...it's not you being there...for your Team...they are there for you...so stop taking the brunt of everything...just because you're the commander...We're not in 'Nam anymore..."
She gave him a small smile and closed her eyes, trying to hold onto consciousness a little longer.
"Where's Murdock...? At the VA?"
For the first time she actually realised that Murdock wasn't there...neither was BA. Hannibal gave Face a look and decided to tell her the truth.
"No, he was captured with us. They took him off to question him."
Her eyes darted open and she struggled to sit up.
"We've got to help him...go to..."
She struggled against their gentle hands urging her to lay back down.
"Kate, you need to rest. Murdock will be okay." *I hope.*
Face prayed.
"No...no...got to..."
She managed to sit despite their constraint, but the truth serum took full effect and her eyelids fell heavy and she slumped forwards unconscious. Hannibal stopped her and Face helped him gently lay her back on the bed. They gave each other a look.
She'd managed to sum them up so precisely. (Though neither would admit it.) She'd only been back in their lives a matter of weeks and she knew them so well. That's probably why Murdock loved her so much - she knew the real him just by watching.
Hannibal pulled the blanket over her and went to sit on one of the chairs, next to Face. After a moments silence, Hannibal spoke.
"Well, that was...intuitive."
"She's uh, good. Which is probably why Murdock loves her. She knows him so well."
"I hate to admit it...but you're right - she is good...and she was right about both of us."
Face nodded. He knew the Team knew what he was like...but he still wore the mask...he just only let it slip when he was with the Team.
"We, uh...we don't have to mention this to anyone...do we?"
Face said to Hannibal, slightly apprehensively.
"No...no I don't think so."
Hannibal said just as apprehensive as Face.
"Good. Good."
Face sighed, relaxing. Hannibal nodded in agreement. He knew that she was right...but it was part of his job...the Commander takes the blame...no matter what...and he just couldn't...wouldn't...get out of that military rule...it was built into him.
"You think Murdock's okay?"
Face asked. Hannibal heard the worry in his voice.
"He'll be okay...They'll give up soon enough with him. You know Murdock...probably driving them all crazy by now."
"Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of!"
They sat in silence. Hannibal took out a cigar and started biting down on the end thoughtfully. Face, after a few minutes, got restless and stood and paced around, checking on Kate every so often. She was going to be out for a while, but he still liked to make sure.
After about 15 minutes that seemed like hours the door opened and a figure was thrown into the room. He landed roughly on his front and moaned and he slowly turned on his side. A man follows him and points a gun up at Face.
"You."
Face reluctantly follows him out, glancing at Hannibal and nodding as he leaves. Hannibal moves to the man on the floor. He could tell straight away from the jacket who it was. Hannibal helped Murdock roll onto his back and Murdock groaned.
"Hey Murdock, you okay?"
"Ugh...I'm fine...just a couple cracked ribs, man...I'll live."
He looked up at Hannibal and gave him a small smile of reassurance, then glanced past Hannibal and instantly saw the still figure on the bed with her back to them.
"Kate!"
He struggled to his feet, Hannibal grabbed his arm to steady him as he stood. He swayed a little but still managed to drag himself over to the bed. Where he half sunk onto the side of the bed, exhausted. He placed one hand either side of her still form to steady himself and looked over her and down into her face.
"Kate?"
He carefully pulled back the hair from out of her eyes and gently brushed her cheek with his fingertips. He noticed the slight bruising around her jaw and he sighed sadly.
"Oh Kate..."
He looked down and assessed her body. He moved the blanket slightly and half gasped at the sight of the blood. Hannibal, who was standing behind him put a hand on Murdock's shoulder.
"She's okay Murdock. Just some broken ribs - mostly cuts and bruises. She was drugged with truth serum...she's just resting."
Murdock nodded and sat watching her.
"She looks so fragile...like it's not her...Kate's strong...we need to help her...need to find her strength."
Murdock was mumbling and Hannibal knew he was exhausted.
"She won't wake for a while yet...why don't you get some rest Captain."
Murdock nodded silently, and then, carefully moving her forwards, he got into bed with her and snuggled up to her back, keeping her warm. Hannibal watched as he fell into a restless sleep, then he too tried to get comfortable on the chairs to get some rest of their own, while he waited for Face to some back. There was nothing they could do for now, the ball was in the opposition court.
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Chapter Fifteen - Reach Back, Remember
"Well, well. Who do we have here?"
A man said stepping forwards. The Team looked over him. He was young and in a smart suit. He looked them all up and down while Hannibal and Face stood their casually. Murdock was a lot more tense.
"Where's Kate? What have you done with her?"
The man turned and looked at him.
"Ah, the famous H.M Murdock. The love of Kate's life. But who are your friends? They're not part of any agency that I know of - and I know a lot of people. So you must just be hired help, huh? Must just be what you could afford - you are crazy after all. I mean Lord knows why you'd pick this one."
He said looking Face up and down. Face gave him a cold stare. Hannibal could feel him tense.
"Stay cool, Lieutenant."
He said pulling out a cigar from his pocket.
"Lieutenant, huh? Ex military men? Wait a minute! You wouldn't be the famous A-Team would you?"
"See Face, he really does have a brain in that big head of his!"
Hannibal joked which got a glare from the man, which quickly disappeared.
"Now you would have to be Colonel Hannibal Smith, right?"
"You would be right about that too."
He replied talking around the cigar in his mouth.
"Take these two to the cell. I wanna have a chat with this one."
He said looking at Murdock.
"I want to see Kate first."
Murdock stated, anger in his voice.
"All in good time, Captain. All in good time."
The man nodded to his troop. A soldier nudged Face in the back with his gun. Face turned defensively.
"Okay, okay, I'm going."
He moaned and moved in the direction he gestured, with Hannibal following. Murdock was taken off in the opposite direction.
*****
Hannibal and Face watch as the man unlocks and opens the door, then they are shoved in. The door is closed and locked and they are left in the dark and haze with just light filtering through the small window at floor level. They look around; there's a bed near the corner, two chairs beside it with their backs to the wall. The rest of the room is bare. They notice the figure on the bed immediately and as they get closer they realise that it's Kate. One of her hands is handcuffed to the metal headboard and one foot has a chain attached to the end of the bed. She is half curled up on her side with her back to them.
With a curse, they both race over, around the bed to face her. She seems delirious and is mumbling, staring out into space. She is filthy, her hair is a mess and she looks exhausted. A small blanket is draped over her but it doesn't hide the blood or rips on her trousers and top. Hannibal perches on the side of the bed and gently touches her arm. She flinches and stops mumbling.
"Please, not again. Not again. I've told you what you want to know."
She was moving backwards, away from him as best she could.
"Kate? Kate, it's me Hannibal."
He touches her shoulder and she flinches even more.
"Hannibal...Hannibal...?"
She whispers in confusion. She mumbles some more inaudible words.
"Kate, Kate look at me...it's Hannibal."
"Hannibal..." Slowly she remembers the name and an image of a nice, sturdy man flashes across her memory, followed by other names and faces. "...Face...Murdock...friends..."
"That's right...now look at me."
Slowly she moves her gaze upwards and focuses on the face with difficulty. The room was still spinning and all words still sounded slurred to her.
"...are you real...? Pl...please be real..."
"Yes, yes I'm real." He took her hand in both of his and squeezed it. "You feel that? I'm real, I'm really here."
Her eyes started to blur again.
"No, no keep focused on me. Look at me."
He commanded. She forced her eyes to stay focused and then half smiled at him.
"I thought I was going crazy...I thought I was alone..."
Hannibal glanced at Face before he spoke and mouthed 'look for devices'. Face nodded and checked around the room.
Hannibal looked back at Kate.
"You're not alone, Kate. You're not alone."
"How did you find me here? How did you know...?"
He didn't want to say anything that might give anything away so he waited for a moment for Face to confirm that it was save to talk. Face soon gave him the thumbs up and joined them both by the bed.
"An old friend of yours told us you were in trouble...we, uh, came to help."
He said sheepishly.
"Yeah, and the uh, plan...didn't go accordingly."
Face added.
"Friend?"
"Guy named Jimmy. Don't know his last name but Murdock knew him."
"Jimmy..."
"Said you saved his life once and he owed you."
"James. I haven't seen him for years. He went undercover..."
"He said he's been keeping an eye on you. Said that someone took you and beat up Steve. Do you know who it was?"
"Colin...the traitor in our agency...he took me...he's behind this...is Steve okay?"
Hannibal nodded.
"He's gonna be fine. What about you? Are you okay? Are you hurt bad?"
"I don't know...I think I am...it hurts..."
Hannibal frowned. He'd noticed that something was strange about her. At first he put it down to being beaten and exhaustion...but now he noticed her confusion. Her eyes looked glazed and she was hot to the touch. It was as if they'd drugged her as well. Face had noticed it too.
"Kate, how long have you been here?"
Face asked.
"...feels like forever."
"Face, get these damn cuffs off her."
Hannibal said pulling the chain slightly. Face nodded and got down to work.
"What have they done to you? Have they drugged you?"
"First...they...they tried mind control, hypnotism - but...easily avoided...then beat me...more for fun...then gave me...sodium mamathol...always my favourite..."
"Truth serum?"
She nodded. *No wonder she seemed distant and confused. It was truth serum!*
Hannibal started to check her injuries - she winced.
"Looks like you've got a few broken ribs. That truth serum still affecting you much?"
"What do...you think?" She whispered with slight sarcasm. "Ask me anything...I can't lie."
Hannibal frowned as he tried to think of something, but Face smiled as he suddenly came up with a good question.
"Okay Kate. You remember that night the day after the bombs hit? Where did you two go?"
Hannibal smiled at Face. Him and BA had wondered where they were, they'd gone to see Face and Kate who were resting up in the hospital, also knowing that Murdock was there with her, but couldn't find them anywhere, they'd both just disappeared and didn't mention anything when they showed up again a few hours later.
"We were in the hospital."
"I thought you said you couldn't lie?"
Face questioned.
"I can't..."
"We checked the hospital, couldn't find you anywhere."
Hannibal stated.
"You didn't check the broom cupboard..."
Hannibal and Face smirked at each other.
"That old dog!"
Face joked and went back to unlocking the cuffs.
"This guy, Colin. You said he was the traitor in the CIA. Why? What is it he's behind?"
"I don't...don't...I can't..."
"Come on, Kate. Remember."
"KGB. His father was KGB, but also worked for agency...he killed my parents...because my father found out...now I know and Colin is finishing his fathers work...But...dad left proof...they need it...need code-key to get to it."
Hannibal and Face look at each other.
*KGB? Great!*
Hannibal thought.
"Code-key?"
He questioned.
"It's a password...to secure computer line and get to the information to delete it...without detection...there's two...one is to get into the computer room as well..."
"Have you given them the key?"
He asked worried, if she had then she was a dead girl. That was the only thing keeping her alive. He didn't think she had because she would probably already be dead.
"I had no choice...I couldn't lie...but they were confused and kept getting mad...they didn't understand."
"Mad? What exactly did you tell them?"
At this point Face managed to uncuff her hand.
"There! Boy, these old things are tough!"
"Thanks."
She lowered her arm and started to rub her wrist...her arm ached and was stiff from being in the same position for so long. Hannibal, knowing what it was like, took her arm and started to massage the circulation back into it.
"Kate, what did you tell them?"
"I said that the key...is the key."
Hannibal stopped massaging her shoulder.
"What do you mean - the key is the key?"
"They kept saying that. I mean the key 'is' the key."
"The key of what?"
She looked up at him, the truth serum wearing her down.
"Sing with me to find the key. Amazing...Grace...How sweet the sound...that saved...a wreck...like me..."
"Kate?"
"I once...was lost...but now...I'm found...was blind...but now...I see..."
Face finally managed to unlock the chain around her ankle. He moved up to her head and put a hand on her shoulder.
"There you go, Kate."
He said gently. She grabbed his hand before he could move away.
"Thank you. You know, Face...always wondered why you always...put on that mask...the one that...shows you as a chauvinistic, classy, charming man...that goes for anything on long legs...and always manages to get it...without much fight...and I know now...it's because...deep inside...you're caring and loyal and loving...you make people feel special...so many hidden depths...so many hidden pains...your mask...like a protective shield...to hide the hurt...the vulnerability...you don't need to around your Team mates...because they...know...you...more than you think...especially Murdock...he always did..."
Face stared at her. She gave him a small smile.
*When the hell did she get to know me so well..."
She turned towards Hannibal, whose hand she still held.
"And you...you're a kind, faithful person...Hannibal...you care so much...for your Team...for the innocent...and even though you never show it...they know...and that's why they respect you...like they do...they trust you with their lives...You're a good leader...even though you're a bit of a loose cannon...at times...this Jazz Murdock talks of...I understand it...I know it...But you...really shouldn't try and...take everything on your shoulders...all the time...it's not you being there...for your Team...they are there for you...so stop taking the brunt of everything...just because you're the commander...We're not in 'Nam anymore..."
She gave him a small smile and closed her eyes, trying to hold onto consciousness a little longer.
"Where's Murdock...? At the VA?"
For the first time she actually realised that Murdock wasn't there...neither was BA. Hannibal gave Face a look and decided to tell her the truth.
"No, he was captured with us. They took him off to question him."
Her eyes darted open and she struggled to sit up.
"We've got to help him...go to..."
She struggled against their gentle hands urging her to lay back down.
"Kate, you need to rest. Murdock will be okay." *I hope.*
Face prayed.
"No...no...got to..."
She managed to sit despite their constraint, but the truth serum took full effect and her eyelids fell heavy and she slumped forwards unconscious. Hannibal stopped her and Face helped him gently lay her back on the bed. They gave each other a look.
She'd managed to sum them up so precisely. (Though neither would admit it.) She'd only been back in their lives a matter of weeks and she knew them so well. That's probably why Murdock loved her so much - she knew the real him just by watching.
Hannibal pulled the blanket over her and went to sit on one of the chairs, next to Face. After a moments silence, Hannibal spoke.
"Well, that was...intuitive."
"She's uh, good. Which is probably why Murdock loves her. She knows him so well."
"I hate to admit it...but you're right - she is good...and she was right about both of us."
Face nodded. He knew the Team knew what he was like...but he still wore the mask...he just only let it slip when he was with the Team.
"We, uh...we don't have to mention this to anyone...do we?"
Face said to Hannibal, slightly apprehensively.
"No...no I don't think so."
Hannibal said just as apprehensive as Face.
"Good. Good."
Face sighed, relaxing. Hannibal nodded in agreement. He knew that she was right...but it was part of his job...the Commander takes the blame...no matter what...and he just couldn't...wouldn't...get out of that military rule...it was built into him.
"You think Murdock's okay?"
Face asked. Hannibal heard the worry in his voice.
"He'll be okay...They'll give up soon enough with him. You know Murdock...probably driving them all crazy by now."
"Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of!"
They sat in silence. Hannibal took out a cigar and started biting down on the end thoughtfully. Face, after a few minutes, got restless and stood and paced around, checking on Kate every so often. She was going to be out for a while, but he still liked to make sure.
After about 15 minutes that seemed like hours the door opened and a figure was thrown into the room. He landed roughly on his front and moaned and he slowly turned on his side. A man follows him and points a gun up at Face.
"You."
Face reluctantly follows him out, glancing at Hannibal and nodding as he leaves. Hannibal moves to the man on the floor. He could tell straight away from the jacket who it was. Hannibal helped Murdock roll onto his back and Murdock groaned.
"Hey Murdock, you okay?"
"Ugh...I'm fine...just a couple cracked ribs, man...I'll live."
He looked up at Hannibal and gave him a small smile of reassurance, then glanced past Hannibal and instantly saw the still figure on the bed with her back to them.
"Kate!"
He struggled to his feet, Hannibal grabbed his arm to steady him as he stood. He swayed a little but still managed to drag himself over to the bed. Where he half sunk onto the side of the bed, exhausted. He placed one hand either side of her still form to steady himself and looked over her and down into her face.
"Kate?"
He carefully pulled back the hair from out of her eyes and gently brushed her cheek with his fingertips. He noticed the slight bruising around her jaw and he sighed sadly.
"Oh Kate..."
He looked down and assessed her body. He moved the blanket slightly and half gasped at the sight of the blood. Hannibal, who was standing behind him put a hand on Murdock's shoulder.
"She's okay Murdock. Just some broken ribs - mostly cuts and bruises. She was drugged with truth serum...she's just resting."
Murdock nodded and sat watching her.
"She looks so fragile...like it's not her...Kate's strong...we need to help her...need to find her strength."
Murdock was mumbling and Hannibal knew he was exhausted.
"She won't wake for a while yet...why don't you get some rest Captain."
Murdock nodded silently, and then, carefully moving her forwards, he got into bed with her and snuggled up to her back, keeping her warm. Hannibal watched as he fell into a restless sleep, then he too tried to get comfortable on the chairs to get some rest of their own, while he waited for Face to some back. There was nothing they could do for now, the ball was in the opposition court.
What do you think? Any good? Am I ever gonna be a good writer? Or should I just give up now and quit while I'm ahead?