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Warning: This story contains violence, emotional situations and consensual sex (not too descriptive).
Summary: When Face is wounded,
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This is the fourth installment of the
Templeton Peck entered the bank, followed by Davis Webster and HM Murdock. He was boiling over with excitement. The plans were all made, and he only needed money for one final detail. *The biggest detail,* he thought.
Peck grinned, and kissed her forehead. "You'll find out soon enough."
Murdock walked behind them, giggling. He thought he knew
what the Lieutenant was planning.
The Lieutenant had been pretty quiet all week, and kept
As they neared the teller's counter, Face asked Murdock and
Davis to wait by the doors. They sat down in front of the window, and
The pilot grinned at her. "Speculation, yes. Ideas, no."
"Well, enlighten me, Murdock." The fact that he
could even suspect something irritated her.
"Think about it for a sec, little one. What happened
almost exactly one year ago?" She looked at him, there
was sadness in her eyes.
Murdock put an arm around her, he knew what she was thinking. "No, not that. You came back. I betcha Faceguy's got big plans for the anniversary."
HM tightened his grip on
Everyone was on the ground, except Peck. He realized that this was a mistake, when he looked into the man's eyes. "Oh. Hey, fellas, we've got a tough guy here," Beretta exclaimed.
"Look, guys, you really don't want to do this," the Lieutenant said. His voice was calm, even though he kept glancing at a woman with two small children.
Before HM could answer, one of the men came over. "Shut up, bitch!" he said, as he kicked her in the gut.
The pilot clenched his fists. This did not go unnoticed by the guy. "You want a piece of this, man? Go for it."
Beretta turned around. "Shut up, Kelly, and get to the counter."
As Kelly turned, he saw Peck coming at his cohort. "Jesse! Behind you!"
Jesse spun back around, and Face skidded to a halt still ten feet away. The Lieutenant started to step backwards. "Okay, okay."
Jesse was blind to his retreat, raised the Beretta, and fired. Peck stared at him for a few seconds, before collapsing on the floor.
Kelly grabbed the gun. "You shot him!"
Jesse stared at Face, lying on the floor. "I thought you said it wasn't loaded."
"It was! Let's get outta here!" The three masked burglars ran out of the bank.
Murdock jumped up, and ran to Face. The Lieutenant was barely conscious. As HM knelt beside him, he tried to keep the fear from his expression. Peck had a hole in his gut, and was bleeding profusely.
The Captain touched a hand to his friend's shoulder. "She's okay. Don't talk. We'll get you to the hospital."
Neither of them was allowed to ride with Face, in the ambulance. Murdock put in a quick call to BA, who met them at Cider Sinai.
Face was sent directly to surgery, upon arrival. All they
could do was sit and wait. The Captain and Sergeant
kept glancing at
A sweet, young nurse, who was an old friend of HM's, came
over to them. She nodded in
Murdock and BA nodded, and she walked away. Baracus turned, "We gotta get outta here. Come back for Faceman later."
HM agreed, and they stood up. Guiding the catatonic Davis, they went out to the van.
Deciding they had better keep an eye on her, they brought
They walked into the house, and
The pilot sat beside her. "
An image of Face, sitting on the same couch they now sat,
came onto the television screen. He was smiling, warmly. As he began to talk,
"Honey, if you're watching this, then everything worked
"I meant to do this on your birthday, hon, but I chickened out." Murdock got up off the couch, and decided to wait in the kitchen. "As I'm sitting beside you now, I know I'll want to fast forward this. Stop torturing myself, take you in my arms, and kiss you like I've never kissed you before. There's so much I want to say to you, so much I want to experience with you. The words are starting to escape me, I've never been good at expressing my feelings. You, of all people, know that.
"The reason I taped this, instead of telling you in person, is because I know I couldn't. I also know you're going to want to keep this, and make me watch it in five years, when we have a fight. I can almost hear you now. 'You made this tape, and you told me all this stuff.' I mean everything I'm saying to you.
"I love you, Davis. I know I say it everyday, but it never feels like enough. You see the little box, on top of the TV? Take it, and open it . . . You did say you liked silver better.
"Davis Webster . . . Will you marry me?"
His smiling image faded a few seconds later.
Murdock and BA ran into the living room, when they heard an
ear piercing wail. HM got there first, and sat beside
It is a few minutes later, when
Murdock pulls her upright, looking into her eyes. He does not know what was on the video, and decides to wait until later to ask. "Face'll be in surgery for at least another hour. Then two hours in the recovery. Whadya say we go eat, and visit him later?"
HM moved to put his arms around her again, but she jumped
up. She was running for the door, when Baracus shot out his arm, and grabbed
her around the waist.
The big man pulled her close, and hugged her.
When BA came back downstairs, Murdock had just finished watching the tape. There were tears in the pilot's eyes, as Baracus sat down. HM wiped his face. "How is she?"
"Sleepin' now." He looked at his friend. "What's he sayin'?"
The Captain tried to speak, but his voice failed him. Taking in a deep breath, he sighed. "Well, it's not what I thought it was."
*Not at all what I thought. How could I have not seen this coming?* he thought, as he drove his fist into the couch cushion. BA was startled by the sudden act of aggression, he turned to Murdock. "What we gonna do?"
HM got a hold of his emotions. "We do what she said. We go back to the hospital."
An hour later, Murdock entered the bedroom.
She smiled bleakly at him. "If you count three nightmares as good, yeah."
A look of concern crossed the pilot's face. "Why didn't you call us?"
"7:15. Tracey called," Murdock said, referring to his nurse friend. "Face's out of surgery. He's in recovery now. She said we can come and see him in about an hour."
She slid beside him. Even thought HM had just told her Face was going to be okay, she could not help but think, *He better be. I can't lose him. Now now that we've found each other, and happiness.*
The Captain eased an arm around her, and hugged her. His two best friends were going to get married, if Decker and the cosmos allowed it. He leaned down, and kissed her forehead.
Murdock had to think fast. "Sorry, I just thought . . ." The words escaped him. "Sorry."
She stood up. "Well, you thought wrong," she said, as she left the room.
HM sat on the bed for a minute. *Why did I do that?* he wondered.
As they sat in the waiting room at the hospital, Murdock
could not stop staring at
She looked up at him, and smiled. "I'm okay, Murdock."
HM shook his head, as he realized she was talking to him. How long had he been staring at her? HM returned the smile. "Of course you are, little one. Like I was worried."
The other two followed suit, and spun around, expecting to
see their nemesis. When they turned back to her,
The Captain shook his head, and waited for his heart to go back down to his chest. "Tracey admitted Face as Richard Bancroft. They didn't even bat an eyelash."
They all sat down, and waited. At some point, Murdock fell asleep.
Murdock was in bed, with the most beautiful woman he had ever met. All he knew was that he had wanted this for a long time, and it was finally happening.
The gorgeous woman was moaning and purring with every touch. HM smiled to himself, as he realized that it was him, who was giving her so much pleasure. She was finally with him, and tonight he would pleasure her until she begged for mercy.
The pilot began kissing his way down her body, lingering whenever he elicited a gasp. He was enjoying this, mildly torturing her. Teasing her whenever the fancy took him.
Murdock soon realized he was also torturing himself. He lifted himself off her, closed his eyes, and lay beside her. He did not open his eyes, even when he heard her sigh with regret that he had stopped.
HM reached over, and rolled her on top of him. She wrapped her arms around him, and began kissing him, deeply and passionately. When their lips parted, he raised his hand and ran his fingers through her hair. She moaned suggestively to him. "Ohhh, HM. You're never going to forget this," she said, in a husky, sultry voice.
Murdock's eyes popped open, and almost jumped out of his
head. He was staring into the eyes of a very sexy, very excited
Murdock nearly leaped out of the chair, as he woke up. BA
and Davis both jumped at his sudden movement.
He looked down at her, but all he saw was the way she had looked in his dream. "I have to go. I'll be back later," he said, and stormed out of the waiting room.
Murdock left the hospital, crossed the parking lot, and
walked into the garden. No matter what he did, he could not stop thinking about
the dream. "What's going on?
HM sank down onto a bench, in front of a stream. He stared at the water. Sure, he loved her, she was a great kid. But he did not *love* her. Or did he?
The pilot slapped himself across the face. "Quit it! Stop thinking about her. She's not yours, she's his. She doesn't even love you. She'd be horrified if she found out. You'd scare the poor girl."
He picked up a nearby stick, and threw it as hard as he could. "It was just a dream. You have dreams all the time."
Murdock thought back. Had he ever had an erotic dream about
"Aha! I've figured it out. She's the only girl around." He thought for a minute. "Yeah, you had crushes on Amy and Tawnia. That's gotta be it."
HM knew he was lying to himself. He had never had any feelings for either of them. "DAMN IT!!" he shouted.
When Tracey came into the waiting room, and told them they
could see Face one at a time,
As she entered the room, her heart sank. Face was hooked up to half a dozen machines, and the silence was broken by electronic beeps. He was unconscious.
"Baby? . . . Tem?" He was definitely out. "You're going to be okay. The doctors did a great job. Now it's all up to you. All you gotta do is wake up."
She wiped her face, and kissed his hand. "Tem . . . I watched the video, baby. I guess you meant for us to watch it together, but you know me. No patience what-so-ever. You better produce that ring, too.
"Boy, was Murdock wrong. He thought you were planning a surprise party for me. HA! Well, he got the surprise part right, anyway."
Fear suddenly crept up on
She wiped her eyes, composed herself, and left the room.
Murdock entered the waiting room, to find
The pilot collapsed into a chair, relief coming over him in
waves. Thank God.
Why did she have to ask *that* question? "I just went for a walk. Hospitals, ya know?"
She was starting to cry again. Half from rage, and half from shame. "I went in to see him, Murdock. I don't know what happened. I just got so mad at him. I screamed at him, Murdock. He saved my life, and I hollered at him."
Without thinking, HM opened his arms to
They pulled away, and stared at one another. There were no accusations and no apologies. They held each other close.
BA came into the room, and was glad to see that Murdock was back. He was also saddened to see his friends clinging to one another. They were worried about Face, and needed each other.
When HM saw Baracus, he nudged
BA looked at the pilot. "Your turn, man."
A wave of fear and shame came over Murdock. He shook his head. "I think I'll wait."
Face had come home exactly one week later, just as Tracey
had said. Since then things had been very strange.
Peck bought the ring, and presented it to
BA seemed to be doing okay, usual BA. Murdock, however, was a mystery. As far as Face knew, HM had not visited him once in the hospital. And now that he was home, his best friend was very quiet. Never looking at him, and always asking how he was doing.
The most disconcerting of events, was when the Lieutenant would watch Murdock and Davis. They never spoke to each other, only out of the most absolute necessity. Giving one another wide space, if it was not possible to ignore each other completely.
Face woke up this morning with a mission. Careful not to
Peck stepped in front of the television. "Alright, Murdock. Talk."
HM glanced up at him, and then bowed his head. He picked up the remote, and turned off the television. "What about?"
The Lieutenant went over, and pulled his friend off the couch. "Jesus, Murdock. Look at me. You make me feel like I've done something wrong, and I don't even know what it is."
The pilot shook his head, ferociously. "No. No, Face. Not you. You haven't done anything."
"Then what? Murdock, why won't you look me in the eye anymore?"
HM slipped out of his grasp, and took a few steps back. "I've done something terrible, and you're going to hate me. You have every right to hate me."
Face was concerned. Murdock was his best friend, and brother. "I could never hate you. What is it? You can tell me."
Murdock wished he did not have to tell him. It was eating away at his insides, but he rathered that to hurting the con man. He shook his head. "Please, Face. Don't make me."
Peck took a step towards him, to console him. When HM stepped away from him, he was confused. "Murdock, it can't be that bad. Nothing would make me despise you."
Murdock took a deep breath. "Okay, here goes." He
sighed, and closed his eyes. "I kissed
HM squinted his eyes open, expecting to see an enraged Lieutenant. Instead, Face was nodding at him. "Yeah? That's it? God, Murdock, so what? She was probably half out of her mind last week. You kissed her on the forehead to console her."
The pilot sighed again. Peck had not understood him. He was being forced to actually explain it. "No, Face. I kissed her on the lips. Whole-heartedly and passionately."
Murdock wished he could take it back, when he saw his friend's reaction. Face was stunned. That was definitely the last thing he expected to hear. "You what?"
HM knew he was being tortured for what he had done, if only Peck would stop asking him to repeat it. "I said, I -"
"I heard what you said," Face bit out. He could not believe his ears. He was beyond furious. "When?"
"BA went in to see you, after you came out of surgery."
The Lieutenant wanted to scream. "What made you wait until then? What? Were you hoping I wouldn't make it? Hoping you'd have her for yourself?"
Murdock shook his head, as tears came to his eyes. "No, I didn't plan it. It just happened."
Face walked up to him, and glared at him, in contempt. "I believed you. I told you, I thought you had feelings for her. You said, 'No, Face. We're just buddies.' Well, you want her so bad, *buddy*? Go ahead, take her."
"Face, I don't want her." HM realized he had said the wrong thing, about half a second before Peck punched him in the jaw.
*You idiot. Why did you tell him, Murdock?* she wondered.
There were tears of shame in her eyes. "Yes," she whispered.
Face marched over to the bed, and threw the sheets off. "Get out!"
"SHUT UP!! I don't want to hear you. I don't want to see you. Just go." He was barely holding on.
She nearly jumped out of her skin, as Face put his fist through the wall. He spun around, and glared at her. "I punched Murdock, and right now, I'm not so sure I won't do the same to you."
"What?" she asked, hoping against hope that he did not mean what she thought he meant.
Peck walked over, and stared into her eyes. "The ring. You don't deserve to wear it."
Face did not leave the room for the next three hours. He cried most of the time. Rage, hurt, and confusion boiling him over. Occasionally he felt like redecorating, and drove his fist into the wall.
When Murdock entered, the wall was nearly a quarter gone. He knew it was his fault, and knew he should leave, but Face needed to know. "Nice renovations, but windows belong on the outside walls."
The Lieutenant was sitting against the wall, he opened his eyes. "What do you want? Come to show me the ring *you're* going to give her?"
HM deserved that shot, but there were more urgent problems. "Davy's gone."
Peck laughed. "So? Go after her. You two deserve each other."
The pilot walked over, and pulled his friend up by the arms. He was careful to stand close enough, that Face could not kick him. "Damn it, Face. It was a mistake, it wasn't supposed to happen."
Peck just glared at him, so Murdock continued. "
The Lieutenant struggled, and HM released him. He followed the younger man to the car.
There was only one thing to do now. She had learned long
ago, from the guys, not to fear death. "It calms you," Face had said.
Only one question kept running through her mind. Why Murdock? *I don't have feelings for him. At least, not those kind of feelings,* she thought.
As she entered the park, she saw a figure walking ahead of her. Her thoughts of suicide were suddenly forgotten. Replaced by a new idea. "Jesse!"
He turned around, he did not recognize the woman who called him. *Who cares if you remember her. She obviously knows you, and she's gorgeous,* he thought. "Long time no see. How ya bin, sweetheart?"
Jesse was in a rare, sober state. He stared at her. She wanted him here and now, and he was not about to argue. Walking in front of her, they headed for the bushes.
Once they were out of site, Jesse grabbed her hips. Pulling her close, he began to kiss her. Forcing his tongue into her mouth, he tried to perform a tonsillectomy.
Satisfied that the shock would give him a heart attack,
Jesse shook his head. "No, but whatever I did, I'm sorry."
She glared at him, her eyes blazing. "You shot my
Jesse racked his brain, but could not remember shooting
Face and Murdock ran towards the cry. They entered the
bushes, just as
She jumped at the sound of his voice, but did not take her eyes off of Jesse. "Fair is fair, right? He shot you."
Peck walked slowly up to her. "You don't want to do this. I agree, he deserves it, but the consequences are too great." He put a hand on her shoulder. "I'm not losing you, because of this slime."
As the Lieutenant reached out his hand,
Murdock tackled Jesse, before he could run away. "Come on," the pilot said, as he dragged the other man to a nearby tree. Punching out Jesse, HM tied him to the tree, using the man's own shoelaces to bind his wrists.
He looked up at her, and then stared back at the floor. "I want to believe you. I want to . . . be able to put this behind us."
Not able to control herself any longer,
Face looked into her eyes. "I've been hurt too many
She thought for a moment, and nodded. "It won't. You're all I've ever wanted. I love you, Tem."
Face wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her, deeply. As he pulled away, he reached into his pocket. Taking her left hand, he slipped the ring onto her finger. "I think this belongs to you."
Tears welled in
There were six people in the backyard. Murdock and BA stood
beside Face. Peck's younger half sister, Ellen, stood beside
Father Magill was closing the
ceremony now. "What God has brought together, may no one put
asunder." The old priest winked at Face and
"Yee haw!" Murdock yelled, and slapped Peck on the back, nearly sending the couple to the ground.
They sat around the yard on deck chairs,
Face looked at him. "Now? I dunno." He turned to
She grinned at him. "Oooh, say it again."
He matched her grin. "Mrs. Peck," he replied, and kissed her.
Ellen laughed. "Sounds good to me."
Murdock watched all this. There were tears in his eyes. He
was sad, because he had lost
Face smiled at her. "What?"
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