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Masked
Chapter 2:
Face, unable to go back to sleep after Murdock's call, got up. He looked at the clock and seeing it was after three he sighed. He shook his head and headed for the bathroom. He figured he might as well stay up. Last time Murdock called, he had fallen back to sleep and didn't wake up in time for check in with Hannibal. Needless to say, that was not something he wanted a repeat of.
He finally decided on watching a movie in the large living room. He put on a pot of coffee and settled into one of the ovesized chairs. He turned on the movie, managing to watch about an hour before sleep took him.
Hannibal looked at his watch for the third time in as many minutes. Face was late, again. He paced around the warehouse where the team conducted all of their business. B.A watched him and shook his head.
'Man Faceman gonna hear about it this time.' He thought to himself, he had enough sense not to disturb Hannibal when he was this upset.
The phone in the van rang and B.A watched as Hannibal ran to answer it. He waited a few moments figuring it was Face, telling Hannibal he was on his way. When Hannibal slammed the phone down, B.A winced.
"Let's move B.A, that was Murdock, Face hasn't picked him up. We have to swing by the VA, grab Murdock and find out where the hell our lieutenant is."
Hannibal climbed in the van and slammed the door. There weren't many things B.A Baracus was afraid of, but the angry colonel that was currently giving him the evil eye, was right at the top of that list. He hurried to the van and headed to the VA.
Murdock waited about fifteen minutes after calling Hannibal before attemptingt to make his escape. When the van pulled up the alarms were going off and before they knew it an anxious and out of breath Murdock was thowing himself inside the van.
"Careful fool, ya mess up my van, I'm gonna mess up yo face." B.A said as Murdock tried to get up off the floor.
"Nice to see ya too ya mudsucker, now where's Face?"
"That's a good question captain, have you talked to him today?"
"No, I did yesterday, oh wait...I did talk to him today, about three this morning actually."
Hannibal sighed.
"Another dream Murdock?"
"Yeah, sorry colonel, Face must've overslept."
Hannibal nodded and also felt relieved, at least he knew where his missing lieutent most likely was.
"Head to Face's B.A."
They got there within a few minutes and used the spare key that Face had given Hannibal in case of emergency. They walked in a laughed as they saw Face, fast asleep, half his body in the chair, the other half on the floor. They tiptoed over, Hannibal motioning for them to be quiet.
"This is colonel Decker, come out Peck we have you surrounded!" Hannibal yelled.
The rest of Face's body hit the floor and he quickly jumped up, looking for the closest escape route.
Hannibal, B.A and Murdock laughed hysterically as Face scowled.
"Not funny guys, you tryin to give me a heart attack?"
He saw the amusing look on Hannibal's face turn into a frown, and for the first time since his abrupt wake up did he glance at the clock.
"Oh crap. I can explain..." He started.
"Save it Face, I know Murdock called you this morning, but this is the last time, and I mean the LAST time this is going to happen, understood lieutenant?"
Face nodded vigorously. "Yes sir."
Hannibal turned to Murdock next.
"As for you captain, these dreams, have you talked to Doctor Richter?"
"No, he is on vacation for another week." Murdock said shuffling his feet back and forth.
"Ok, Face get Murdock out on a week pass, he can stay with you. Maybe if he sees you are alright the dreams will stop. Murdock, Face can't be with you all the time. You know as well as we do that he can take care of himself. Understood?"
"Yes sir."
"Ok good, now, about this client..."
Murdock listened as Hannibal went over their latest client. He felt better being close to Face, knowing he was safe. He suddenly got an uneasy feeling and looked around at the other's, Face was going over a map with Hannibal as B.A listened and occasionally threw his opinion in the mix. No signs that anyone else felt anything different. He tried to shrug it off as looming effects from his series of dreams, but the more he relaxed the worse he felt. Something was wrong, his gut screamed that Face was in danger. He had to speak up.
"Uh Hannibal, I think maybe we should leave, something feels off."
Hannibal looked up at hearing Murdock's tone.
"Captain?"
"I don't know how to explain it, I think Face is in danger, we need to leave, now."
Hannibal looked at B.A who was shaking his head muttering something that sounded suspiciously like 'fool', and then to Face, who had his eyes trained on Murdock. Hannibal knew when Murdock really thought one of his friends were in danger, especially Face, he would fight fiercely to protect them. Murdock was famous for his gut feelings, even more famous for how eerily accurate they were, so he figured if Murdock had a gut feeling about Face, then he better listen, and took a mental note to have a talk with Murdock privately.
"Ok Captain, where to?"
Murdock sagged in relief and moved closer to Face.
"The warehouse...yeah the warehouse is good."
"Ok B.A, you heard the man, let's go."
B.A grabbed the keys, threw a scowl in Murdock's direction and left the room.
"Come on muchacho, you heard the colonel." Murdock said, ushering Face towards the door.
Once they were all safely in the van, Murdock relaxed. It didn't take long before they reached the warehouse. Hannibal went over the rest of the upcoming mission without interruption, and Murdock was feeling back to normal, well as normal as Murdock ever got.
"B.A you and Face go gather these supplies, meet us back here in an hour." Hannibal said handing Face a list.
Hannibal turned and saw the apprehension on Murdock's face and sighed.
"B.A, keep an eye on Face will ya?"
"Sure thing man, he'll be alright."
Murdock watched them go and his feeling returned.
"Colonel I - " Murdock began.
Hannibal held up his hand to silence him.
"Murdock, we need to talk. Now I need to know what's going on here. When did these dreams start and what happens in them?"
Murdock thought back, but couldn't think of anything that might have triggered them.
"Last week. They just started out of nowhere. Everytime I wake up I gotta call Face, make sure he's ok, they seem so real."
Murdock told Hannibal everything that happens in the dreams.
"You have that feeling now?"
Murdock nodded.
"Well B.A is with him,he will be fine. We need to focus on this case and then we can take some time off. In the meantime, when you have a gut feeling, I need to know deal?"
"Sure colonel."
B.A and Face returned exactly an hour later wit"h everything on the list, and after talking with Murdock, and a little whining by Face, Hannibal decided that they would all bunk at Face's that night.
It was later that evening, after Face, Murdock and B.A had already turned in, Hannibal was dozing on the couch.
He heard the heavy footsteps, saw the bonde hair, and knew instantly it was Face. He tried to catch up, saw the dark figure tackle Face, and heard the gunshot.
"Face!" Hannibal yelled bolting upright in the chair.
He looked around, realizing he was in Face's house, he relaxed, but he had an overwhelming urge to see his lieutenant, make sure he was safe.
"Great,I will never hear the end of this." He said as he made his way to Face's room.
He opened the door, and smiled at seeing Face fast asleep.
"Have it too?" A voice asked from the corner of the room. Hannibal instantly recognized as B.A.
"Yeah, at least Murdock will be getting some sleep tonight."
"Try again colonel." Murdock said from next to the bed.
Hannibal shook his head and sat down between BA and Murdock.
"Something's definitely wrong here. From now on Face doesn't leave our sight."