Face looked around the beach house he had scammed. It looked nice, but it was going to look even better when he got Cindy there tonight!

He stood at the floor length mirror, adjusting his tie and fixing his hair. "Oh, irresistible you. Poor Cindy doesn't have a chance."

"Not with that cologne you wearin', she don't." Face jumped back. BA was looking in the open window. "One whiff of that stuff, 'n she'll probably keel over."

"BA, give me a heart attack, will ya! I thought you were out of town at that baseball tournament for the youth center. What's going on?"

"Don't know. Hannibal called me this morning, said to meet him here."

"Yes, I did." Hannibal came around the corner of the house. Both BA and Face could tell by Hannibal's expression that whatever was going on, it wasn't good. Face opened the door to let the two men come inside. "Mr. Lee received a very interesting call this morning."

Face and BA sat down in the den and looked up at their CO. Hannibal bit off the end of a cigar and lit it.

"Um, Hannibal, are you going to tell us about the call, or should we start guessing?"

Hannibal blow a cloud of smoke. "Dr. Richter wants to hire the A-Team."

"What does he want us, wait a minute. Dr. Richter, isn't that,,,"

"The fool's shrink?"

Face rolled his eyes. "Actually, BA, I was going to say 'Murdock's psychiatrist', but that works, too. What does he want?"

"He said that Murdock is in danger."

"How could Murdock be in danger?"

"That's what I want to know. BA, is the van ready?"

"Perfect shape, Hannibal."

"Good. Let's head to Richter's house. He's waiting for us. I want to make sure this is on the level, not a trap."

~~AT~~AT~~AT~~AT~~

Dr. Richter poured himself another cup of coffee. His mind was so preoccupied that he didn't even notice that the coffee was cold. He hoped Colonel Smith would get here very soon. He needed to get Murdock away from Henry, but he had no idea how to do it on his own.

Richter turned to go back into his study. He dropped his coffee when he saw three figures standing in the kitchen with him. Finally realizing who it was, he sighed with relief. "I do have a doorbell, Smith."

Hannibal grinned as he stuck his cigar in his mouth. "Where's the fun in that?"

"Hey, doc. You say that crazy fool in danger?"

Richter's smile faded and he motioned to the next room. "Let's go sit down, and I'll tell you what's been going on."

Face shook his head. "No, thanks. I have a thing about siting on a couch with a shrink, no offense."

"None taken. But I need to sit down from that scare you gave me!" Richter sat at the table.

Hannibal sat down across from him and motioned for Face and BA to sit, too. "What's going on, Richter?"

"I'm not really sure. I was suspended from the VA three weeks ago pending an investigation of a ridiculous charge. But the investigation keeps being put off. The doctor that was assigned in my place has started Murdock on some kind of new medication. I don't know what it is. According to one of the nurses, he's been having tremors and seizures, and for three days, has been catatonic. I may lose my job over this, but I want to hire you to get him out of there. I know you have the ability do anything you set your minds to. You demonstrated that very well when the four of you rescued me from Mack Stoddard."

BA growled and stood up. "Let's go get the fool."

"Wait, BA. Doctor, why would they still be giving Murdock this new medication if they can see what it's doing to him?"

"I don't know. The nurse I talked to didn't know, either. Maybe Henry's under orders from that colonel who suspended me to do this."

"What colonel?"

"Colonel Decker."

"Well, that explains it." Face rolled his eyes. "The man never gives up, does he?"

"I doubt it's a medication, more like a truth serum. Were any other patients started on this drug?"

"As far as I know, none besides Murdock. You've got to get him out of there."

"We will. I've got a plan!"

-A\N-

A/N: The reference to Richter and Mack Stoddard is from the episode The Doctor Is Out