AN: I started this one a little later, as I was stressed (due to school and bullying) and my best friend was making life hard, so this was rushed to make it seem a little less of a longer wait. I will fix it up when I have the change. Another big round of applause for my Alpha BETAS! Thank you sooo much.
Disclaimer: I do not own a thing, but I am throwing out offers for those who are interested.
Alexis sighs, walking in to the tent as Hannibal responds to one of Face's remarks.
"Face, I told you, forget about her."
"Sosa problems?" Alexis sings as she skips in. "You're too good for her Face." She stands next to her father and hums, looking over the board.
"The levels of ambition on this woman…." He continues, as Hannibal and Alexis turn to BA.
"I ain't stepping foot in any type off aircraft, Hannibal. No gliders, paper planes, ultra-lights." Alexis, Murdock and Face share a smirk, looking at Hannibal, who was chewing his cigar.
"You ever gonna let me live that down?" Murdock asks.
"BA, it hasn't happened in a long time, and you didn't die. Be grateful." Alex inserts her two cents.
"No." BA ignores Alex. Rolling her eyes, Alex puts in one ear plug and hums 'Hit Me With You're Best Shot'.
"Mexico was a long time ago, and as Al said, I saved your life." Murdock shakes his head.
"Blue Balls." Alexis calls him. Hannibal and Face chuckle quietly.
"How about thanking me for not whooping your ass at the hospital? I was an Airborne Ranger until I met you." Alexis snorts.
"And you chickened out just like…" Murdock and Alex cluck like hens.
"263 jumps."
"Just a thank you would have been nice."
"And one helicopter ride with you screws it up. Airborne Ranger with a fear of flying. Like a punk!" Alex smirks and looks away before she started to laugh quietly.
"BA, for the last time, nobody leaves the truck once we take it over. Okay?" Face and Alex wink at each other and smile quickly. "Staging, movement, action plan." Hannibal starts as Alexis moves in to look at the board. "There's a nice read for you." He hands everyone out a sheet of paper. Reading it, Alex analyses it and sighs.
"Hell, yeah, Hannibal. This is it right here." BA chuckles.
"This is bat-shit insane. It's perfect." Murdock shakes his head.
"This is beyond nuts, boss." Face shakes his head.
"I don't know how this would work." Alex says honestly as she inserts two pieces of gum into her mouth. Just like her father with the cigar, everything they were on a mission, she had at least two pieces of gum in her mouth.
'And it won't.' She thinks.
"It gets better." Hannibal says after he takes a drag out of his cigar and laughs.
"BA, you'll need a piece of contoured metal to make a skid plate. Murdock, we'll need a car battery too. See if the boys from Black Forest can help us out. Press credentials, we need them. Hit the media tent and see what's lying around. Murdock, we need a news camera. See what you can do. We're gonna need airbags, lots of them. Alex, we're gonna need a magnet, a powerful one. And two bikes." Laughing, Alex nods.
"Homemade is always the best." She mumbles so low no one can hear her.
"I'll pick up the rest." He finishes off.
"I have a bad feeling this isn't going to work out Dad." Alex looks down at the piece of paper. "It is needs to be just perfect, timing wise and you need your absolute full attention on the task at hand. And we know how distracted Face gets." Everyone looks at Face, who just shrugs cockily. "Remember eight years ago, when you said you would come and pick me up at home so we could meet the newest two in your team and I told you I had a bad feeling?" Face and Hannibal both nod. "I came home after that visit and Mom was drunk and screaming at me the entire weekend claiming I was the child of a faggy man whore and I didn't deserve to live. That's why I called you at Maryanne's, so I wouldn't have to go back to that…thing. I have that feeling now."
"You were eight and have I ever failed with a plan?" Hannibal argues.
"No, and that's the point. Every plan you have come up with has worked, but they just get crazier and crazier, at one stage they're not going to work. If we get into trouble, there will be no escape hatch. There won't be one at all as far as I can see and I always think through these things."
"Well this one is going to work. I can feel it." Murdock interrupts.
"There will be no escape hatch Murdock. Would you like to go back to a Psychiatric Ward?"
"Enough. I don't care Alexis; we are going on with this plan."
"You said go with your gut. You said always voice your opinion. You said you will listen and help out." She raises her voice.
"You are sixteen, if you don't want to be apart of this mission, leave now."
"Whatever." Alexis walks out and BA stops her.
"Gunna get the bike set up." She rolls her eyes.
Alex wheels out the bikes to BA, Face and Murdock. Face is forcing open a camera and carefully placing in a magnet which Alex had provided earlier.
"You can't be done! It has only been an hour!" Murdock cries.
"Just needed some turning and some paint." Alex explains. "Guy owes me a favor." She shrugs. "Green and black is for me, red and black is you BA, no exceptions."
"Whatever fool." BA chuckles.
"Don't whatever me, BA." She warns. "Or I'll make you ass fall out of a plane with a parachute while you are awake. And don't call me fool. I am annoyed enough as it is."
"You have to get me in the plane first….fool." He says to tease her.
"Oh, I'll get you into that plane, but you're not gunna like how I do it." She growls at him. "Time for me to disappear." She smirks as she wheels her green and black bike out of the tent and she hops on, kick starting it and leaving the other three in a pile of dirt and dust.
Alexis drives her bike three blocks from BA. It is late, the night's air is cool. She pulls a scarf over her mouth and nose, paying no attention to her eyes. Baghdad isn't what is thought, it was in fact a lot better looking in reality then in her mind. She looks around, Iraqi's everywhere. She sighs and waits for her signal. She thinks over her secret she is yet to tell her father.
Eight years prior
"Ma?" An eight year old Alexis asks her mother, who is pulling her into the hospital. She sees rooms with people screaming, blue flashes can be seen from the gap in the floor. Her long black hair with a black side fringe which covers an eye is flying around wildly. They pass a sign saying 'Shock Therapy – Dr. Kyle Joan.'
"Hurry Alexis." Her mother hisses. Suddenly, she stops and looks at a piece of paper. The print is so fine; Alexis can't read it from her height. Her mother smirks suddenly and changes course.
"Mother!" Alexis finally cries. "What is going on?" Her mother continues to pull her along.
"Hello? We would like to sign her up for the Government's experiment." Her mother tells the receptionist.
She looks at Alex. "You do realize it is a ninety per cent death rate." She tells her mother, concerned for her daughters' safety. Her mother, however, shrugs.
"We just want to help our county."
Three hours later
"Now, you will feel a small prick." The doctor tells Alex as he slowly injects an acid green liquid into her arm.
The pain was indescribable. Alex just wanted to die she was in so much pain. She looks at the image at her left, a man with angelic blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, wonderful, clear skin, yet his perfect, full lips are frightening. They are smirking evilly at the camera, holding onto a woman with long black hair, blue eyes sparking, and mouth open as if she was laughing. But Alex looked at this picture, feeling something was missing.
Her chest launches forward, her body saying firmly on the ground. She screams loudly. 'God, if you are real, please do no let me die today.' She prays as the final changes are made.
Now
Alexis receives her signal as her Dad slides down the line. Alexis leads her bike further out and jumps on while chewing a piece of gum quickly. She kick starts her bike and speeds up towards the truck, riding along beside it. Face is right beside her and she looks at him.
"Ready?" She yells.
"JUMP!" She launches off the bike and Face grabs her arm, just below the wrist, as she grabs his. He pulls her up and she clings onto the truck. Hannibal appears, grabbing Face's hand.
"Got chya kid." He says.
"What about me?" Alex yells. A hand appears and she is pulled up by Face. "Thank you." She looks and sees a metal fence. "Go low and heads!" She yells, quickly lying down as they crash into the tall gate.
"BA, get in the container!" Hannibal orders. "And Alexis, no helmet?" Everyone smirks as Alex stands up.
"Contact rear!" Alex shouts and starts to shoot.
"Sound just like your Dad." Face says as he shoots and Alex knocks out a car. Hannibal and Face slide down to the base of the truck and start to stamp airbags onto the container.
"Look out Al, another one." Hannibal yells.
"See it." She shoots a motor bike and it crashes into the wall. "One more. And no helmet because I felt like it."
"Hurry up BA!" Hannibal shouts as the last car comes around the corner as BA starts to laugh.
"I got your back!" Alexis shouts, pulling out her gun, shooting like mad. "I thought you said there were only two cars and a bike!" She screams at Hannibal as she narrowly misses the car. "BA?"
"In." He yells as Face and Hannibal climb up.
"HANG ON!" They all fall into the river, the airbags opening. Alexis looses her ear piece as Murdock shoots off the car in his plane.
"Hey boss, you ever play that game at the fun fair where you try to pick up a stuffed animal with the claw? It's a lot like that." He says as he lowers a chain. They start to hook everything to the metal container.
"THAT'S IT! He yells.
"Did you lock this? You locked it, didn't you?"
"That's cruel Dad." Alex shakes her head as she locks the last one. "Good thing I thought of it."
"YOU DID? Imma gonna kill you fool!" He yells. "Hannibal, open this door right now, man! What the…. Are you hooking this thing? You hooking this up to a helicopter?"
"I got you." Murdock says.
"What the hell's going on? You ain't that crazy! Tell me we ain't flying! I'm gonna kill you fool!"
"Boss, is that Bosco?" Alex smiles to her father and they share a laugh as BA shouts out his next demand.
"Get me out of here!"
"That's not good."
"LET ME OUT OF HERE!" He screams.
"He is, he is not happy." They fly back to base and Alex jumps off before the think even lands on the ground.
"Good going Murdock!" She shouts. Everyone else gets out, besides BA, who is still shouting.
"LET ME OUT!"
"Who's gonna let him out?" Face asks Hannibal and Alex. They all look at each other and shout in unison.
"YOU!"
"What you don't realize is, now I gotta kill all of y'all."
"Even perfect little me?" Alex whispers, pretending to be horrified. "I'll trash your bike before you do!" She threatens playfully.
"I'll kill all of y'all! Hannibal first, then Alex and Murdock! I'll save Face for last!"
"Boss man, let me try something." Murdock walks over to the container.
"Good luck. He hates you." Alex tells him.
"Go for it." Face says. "Is it weird that I'm more scared now then what we just did?" Alex stares at him.
"I'm going to be having an adrenaline rush for a week after what we just did." She says.
They laugh.
"Bosco, it's Murdock." He says through the door.
"Murdock, open this door!" BA bangs and Murdock jumps.
Face and Alex lean on each other for support as they try to hide their laughter. "I'll make you some of that coconut-curry tapenade you love."
"That'll work." Alex nods, standing up. A moment of silence as BA considers this.
"With toast points?" Alex and Face couldn't hold it in, they roar with laughter.
"Hell, yeah, with toast points. What, you're gonna have that with plan old chips?" Alex stops laughing and hits the back of Face's head.
"Let's do this." Hannibal gets ready to open the door.
"DAMN! You tricked me!"
"There he is." Hannibal says. Alex grins as BA glares at her.
"What? I only suggested it to Dad as a joke." She shrugs. "Better watch that bike sweetie pie dumplings." She teases lightly.
"There he is." Hannibal makes out as if they are about to box.
"I HATE THAT!" Alex rolls her eyes.
"Why do you think we like doing it?" She asks with a shrug.
"Come on!" Face walks around him.
"Get away from me, man." He demands as Alex runs up and jumps over him, before turning and jumping on his back.
"You love us." She giggles.
"The only reason I don't kick y'all asses is 'cause you all outrank me and Hannibal would kill me if I hurt Al."
"I would kill you first. Dad wouldn't have lifted a finger he is so slow by the time I have finished with you sweetie."
"Well, you should know better! You know I hate flying! I'm wet! I stink!"
"You always stink." Alex mumbles.
"Hoo! Yeah!" Murdock yells.
"And I can't spend none of that money!"
"Nor can we." Alex sighs. "Pity, I need new shoes and more pants."
"Is that all you girls think about? Clothes?" Face asks.
"No, we also think about sex a little…..besides that I mostly think about whoopin' your ass bitch!" She growls, unhooking her legs from around BA's back and standing softly on the ground.
"Money can't buy happiness anyway." Murdock smiles dreamily.
"Damn, man! Hey, Murdock, you cooking tonight. You better get your apron on." He warns. They all laugh.
"I love it when a plan comes together." Hannibal says but suddenly a jeep explodes.
Alexis' ears ring and deafen for a moment, but all she can shout is 'General? RUSS?'
"Jesus Christ." Hannibal curses. "Pike. CONTACT REAR!" He shouts and they all turn, shooting like wild men/women. They walk towards it and the container explodes.
"SHIT!" Alex cries as her arm pops out of place due to landing on the ground so hard. Money rains down as she pops it back into place, some burnt, some burning, some completely unharmed with flames reaching up to the heavens. Cars come around the corner and Sosa aims her gun at them as they all look around, too shocked to realize what had happened.
Four days later
The judges look at them, Hannibal, Face, B.A, Murdock then Alex. The boys are dressed in their uniforms; she is in her army pants, black shirt and army camouflage jacket. The first judge speaks.
"Colonel Smith, this court has been unable to recover any direct order from General Morrison for you to conduct this mission for which you're being tried."
Hannibal responds in a respectful tone as Alexis starts to get butterflies. 'No direct order? What was he thinking?' She thinks.
"Your Honor, this was a covert operation and no official orders were given."
'And that makes it alright?' She thinks, fighting the urge to roll her eyes at her father's stupidity. He didn't listen and now they are treading on thin ice.
The judge speaks again. "So the one individual who can verify the legitimacy of the operation is deceased. Is that correct, Colonel?"
'Not a word Dad.' She thinks. 'We are already neck deep in hell.' (AN: saying my Dad and I joke about. The more stressful, dangerous or risky something is the more of your body is in hell. So: waist deep in hell, life is stressful but not that bad, neck deep in hell, if you do something too risky, you're going to have to pay. E.g. Prison)
"No, Your Honor, not deceased. General Morrison was murdered." He says gravely.
'Shut up!' She thinks. 'Making it worse. I told him that it wouldn't work and I knew the outcome, yet I had to join in.'
The judge looks at all of them again, as if in deep thought. "Colonel, I've been around a long time. I've seen units like yours. They're outlaws. And, in some cases, too emotionally attached to their team mates." He looks at Alex and she straightens up, looking somber.
'What ever, at least I am no the fat whore.' She thinks bitterly.
"Units like that pose a direct threat," he continues "to the fabric and fundamentals of our military."
'This is utter crap.' Alexis suppresses a sigh.
"You Honors, why hasn't Black Forest been brought to trial?"
'Finally, a decent question.' Alex tightens her lips. 'It is their fault Morrison is dead.'
"Black Forest and its personnel are not subject to military jurisdiction." The judge's words make Alexis madder then she was before she walked into the court room, she starts to pinch the back of her hand.
'Why does my life have to be so complicated?'
Face turns to Hannibal as the judges have a quick recess. "Where's the plan, boss? Where is it? Where's the escape hatch? Because I don't see it."
"Yeah, Dad, what the hell are we going to do?" Alexis hisses over to him. "And there is no escape hatch, Face, like I told you."
"This mission isn't over, Lieutenant. And keep out of this Alex." He growls back. Alex turns back to face the judge, the words over her mother and step father growling into her head.
'Just keep out of this.'
'F off.'
'You are unwanted.'
'We are all surprised your father even wants to see you.'
'Fat whore.'
'Slut.'
'You don't deserve to live.'
"What mission?" Face asks.
"I clear our names. We find Pike and the plates. No matter what." He finishes as the gravel bangs against the table. The rest of the boys turn to attention. "Your Honor's, these men and my daughter were acting under my command. Any judgment should be levied against me and me alone."
"Absolutely not, sir." Face calls out. "We were all participating in this operation willingly."
"I don't wanna be tried separately."
"I refused to be tried separately, sir." Murdock says.
"As do I, sir." Alex's calls out in a loud, confident voice.
After five minutes, the main judge calls out in a loud voice. "In accordance with the Uniform Code of Military Justice, this court is rendering guilty verdicts for each member of this Alpha Unit, or A-Team, and mandating incarceration in separate maximum-security facilities for a period of up to ten years. Miss Smith has the option of leaving this room now and returning to her mother."
"I refuse to do so, sir." She says. "I am just as an important member of this team as anyone else, even if I am the youngest."
"Very well, you're all hereby stripped of formal rank and dishonorably discharged." Before the man takes off Murdock's pins, Hannibal asks.
"Your Honor's, may my daughter and I attend to General Morrison's funeral?"
"Very well. Use that time wisely, it will be the last time you two will be together for a long time." The man takes off each of the men's pins and Alexis closes her eyes as each BA says the words that she very much wanted to say.
"This is bullshit, man." BA says.
"This session is adjourned." The judge says, banging his gravel.
'Stuff you.' Alexis glares at him.
"Disgraceful." Hannibal says as everyone in the team starts to protest except Alex.
"Do not touch me, okay?" Murdock says.
"Captain, stand down." The men say.
"Murdock." Alexis says as he protests. "I know you don't want to go back into a place like that. But it is for the best." She throws an image into his head off all of them in a van, away from a physic prison. He still fights, but only half heartedly.
"Order! Order!" A judge yells out.
"Absolute disgrace!" Hannibal says.
'What is justice?' Alexis thinks. 'This?'
"You happy? Are you happy, Charissa?" Face yells at Lieutenant Sosa.
"Colonel, control your men!" The judge orders. He looks at Alexis and she just shakes her head at the judge.
"Get your hands off me!" BA demands.
"This is a disgrace!" Hannibal yells out again. The only one staying calm is Alexis as she waits for the men to take her away.
"We fought for justice, and it is just thrown in our faces. What did we do to deserve this? HUH!" She growls, her voice staying strong as she shakes with anger. "I have had enough of unfair fighting. If you want to play with the big boys, deal with a real case that involves real murderers." She spits at them as her hands are taken behind her back. "DIE IN HELL! ALL OF YOU!" She screams as she is taken out.
Two days later, Alexis reunites with her father. Dressed in black, Alexis sighs as her father hugs her with one arm as the guns are fired off. She blinks back tears as the men come to pick her up.
"I guess I will see you around." She blinks back tears as she is lead away. Once she is forced into her metal van, she curls into a ball and starts to cry.
AN: There will be more on Alex's history and how she came to be in the next chapter. Sorry it is so short.
Ichico's-Lover-1996: you didn't answer any of my emails, calls or texts, therefore this chapter in un-beta-ed, if it makes any sense. Sorry about that.
Again, sorry it is so short.
Allie.