Part 5

"I probably shouldn't have said what I said in the jeep, you worked it out right?" Amanda and Face were sitting on a wall outside the concrete building. Face actually seemed more nervous than the young woman who was sitting beside him, but Amanda was feeling equally as nervous, even if she may not have been showing it.

"Yeah, sort of." Face smiled at the pretty young woman. He was feeling much calmer now, than his earlier argument with Amy. "Why are you both here? Anyhow? I can't believe Amy, uh, your mother, would have put you in so much danger." Face's anger started to return as he looked at the girl's bruised face but he tried to hide it from Amanda, he realised these two women had a strong bond and it wouldn't be wise to get in between it. However the thoughts whizzed around in his head, if he hadn't found Amy, he never would have known about his daughter and the pair of them could have both been murdered here and he'd have been none the wiser.

"Well, we came out here a few months back, Mom riding on a story, as usual. And well she got more than she bargained for." Amanda confessed. "It's not Mom's fault, though, that we got into trouble."

"Really?" Face didn't believe his daughter, he knew Amy well enough, even if it had been a long time ago now.

"No, no, I told her we needed to get the evidence. She wasn't sure about getting involved, but I knew it would eat away at her otherwise, she couldn't leave those families up there in those goon's hands."

"So you convinced her to get the proof?"

"Er, not really, I kinda went and took the photos myself, " she fidgeted. "Without her knowing it. It's a hobby of mine. Photography, that is, not lying to my Mom!"

"Oh." Face was surprised. "The same sense of adventure as your Mom then?"

Amanda smiled back at him and then there was a brief silence between them as they tried to take in the thought of each other. Amanda finally meeting her father, and Face realising he had a rather adventurous daughter.

"What happened between the two of you, apart from the obvious?" Amanda broke the silence, as she was intrigued; her mother had always insisted that she'd left the team because she was offered a very good job in Jakarta.

"Er, lets just say, my male instinct got the better of me, and I should have known better." Face winked. "It is kind of my fault, your mother left the team." He finally admitted.

"Oh!" Amanda realised Face was not going to divulge further. "I had sort of worked it out a little while ago that you might be my father. And when we got to LA, I was going to try and find you, with or without Mom's help."

"I'm sorry, I really truly didn't know and I don't know how I'm going make up for it." Face replied, a little sadness in his voice. "I feel I've missed so much of your life already."

"Well, I don't know if Mom was worrying about that or not, but I know I have every birthday, Christmas, school play, etc. recorded!! You don't know how embarrassing that is! So you can soon catch up, if you really want to?"

"I'd really like that." Face chuckled. He couldn't quite believe how young and bright she was, 'just as intelligent and lively as her mother', thought Face.

"Honestly, you don't have to!"

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Murdock shortly returned with the large luggage bag slung over his shoulder. Face and Amanda followed him up the concrete steps to the main room of the building.

"Gee what's in here, sweetheart? It weighs a tonne!"

"As I said, our belongings, the stuff we want to take home." Amy took the bag and opened it up. She rummaged for a while and then waved an envelope and a couple of books, which looked like journals in front of everyone. "Ah ha! Now we just need to get these to the authorities".

"Can't we just post them or something?" Face protested. "We really need to be getting a move on, before those slimeballs find us."

"No Face, I need to know these get to where they are supposed to. In fact, I want them copied again!" Amy reacted crossly to Face's protesting.

"Amy, we are getting a bit too old for this. Face might be right." Murdock wasn't too sure he was keen either. They'd come for Amy and got her and they were quite keen to just get out of there before any more troubled started. Face was right; those slimeballs were likely to show up at some point.

"No!" Amy turned to BA. "BA, there are at least twenty hungry children up there, working as slaves! We need to make sure this gets cleared up. Those families up there are in a desperate situation, they're beyond hope. They need our help. They are being forced to help these crooks run their drugs operation!" Amy then turned to include Face and Murdock into her pleadings. "I'm not asking for you guys to go in there guns blasting, just help me deliver these to where they've gotta go!" Amy stood there. The team didn't look like they were going to budge on this one.

"Well I'm not going until it's done. You guys can leave without me. Just take Amanda with you."

"Mom, No!"

"Kids, you say?" BA had been mulling it over. "I hate hearing about kids being mistreated. Face, we've got ta do something".

"Oh boy, why did I know you were going to say that," Face whined. He looked at Amy. "You knew, didn't you? You knew all you had to mention was the kids and you'd have BA on your side."

"Yep," she smiled victoriously. Amy still knew how to manipulate them when she wanted to.