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Disclaimer: The A-Team owned by Stephen J Cannell Productions. Davis Webster owned by me. The Murdock/Ellen idea credited to Terri Spencer.
Summary: Face gets a surprise and a half on his birthday.
Warning: Violence, and descriptive kissing.
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A week after saving the Santana family, the team was sitting
around the back patio of their newly *acquired* house. Face could not take his eyes
She tried to walk past him, but Face clasped a hand on her arm. She turned back, and looked into his eyes. His blue eyes showed his concern. "What's wrong, hon? You've been moping around for the past week. BA even said you weren't sure you wanted them to disappear for the weekend."
Peck smiled at his beautiful bride. "It's also my first birthday being married. Besides forty-seven isn't that big a deal."
She leaned her head against his chest, and sighed. "I'd rather wait until we're alone, to discuss it. Anyway, forty-seven is a big deal. You're only three years away from *fifty*."
He ran into the room, wrapped his arms around her waist, and lifted her. When she twisted her body, he was caught off balance. They landed on the carpet in a fit of hysterical laughter. Peck was glad to hear the happy sound from her.
He did not get to relax for long.
"Mercy! Uncle! Surrender! I give up!" she squealed.
Face stopped, and lay on top of her. "You started
it," he gasped. Looking down into her brown eyes, he combed his fingers
through her hair. Closing his eyes, he leaned down, and kissed her. Peck felt
The couple was oblivious to the Captain and Sergeant standing in the doorway. Murdock smiled. "Now, that's more like it," he whispered.
BA motioned him into the kitchen. HM wrote a note, and left it on the table, with the cards and presents. The quietly sneaked out the back door.
Face reached between them, and
They laid in each other's arms on
the carpet, half an hour later.
Face kissed the top of her head, and squeezed her shoulder. When she shivered, he rubbed his hand up and down her arm. "Are you cold?"
Peck reached up, and pulled the blanket off the couch. He draped it over them, and held her tight. "I think BA and Murdock left."
They laughed at this. Almost every time they were
affectionate around the pilot, he would giggle or whine. Face reached up, and
"Unless Billy's still here," she replied, with a grin.
He tousled her hair. "You know what I mean. Do you want to talk now?"
Face was puzzled. He had said a lot of things to Frankie's wife. "Refresh my memory."
He was shocked. He had thought she was outside. Face sat up, and looked into her brown eyes. "I just think it's a bad idea, right now. Eventually, I would love to have a hundred kids with you. But raising a family, in our current situation, is too dangerous. It's no way for a child to grow up."
Peck was angered by her pessimistic attitude. He softened immediately, as the reality of what she was saying sank in. He wrapped his arms around her, and she melted into him. "It won't be that long. Besides it's not like you're pregnant."
He pulled her into a fierce embrace. Face's own eyes were becoming misty. "Honey . . . How long have you known? Why didn't you tell me?"
When she felt strong enough,
Face kissed her, deeply. "So, when I said I didn't want kids yet, I hurt you. I'm sorry, honey. We'll work this out. This kid is going to be the most loved in the world." A thought crossed his mind. "It is only one, right?"
Face was horrified. He shook his head. "No kid of ours is ever going to grow up the way we did."
Face put his arms around his expectant wife, and kissed her. "We'll work it out. No harm's going to come to this child. I promise you that." A shocked expression came over his face. "Wait a minute. You've been pregnant for two months. . . We've done eleven cases in that time. Shouldn't you be resting? I'm pulling you off active duty, right now."
Face tried to pull his hands away, but she would not let go. "Women have been known to go into labor, while working. I'm not going to do that, but don't stop me. I'll continue until it gets too tiring and strenuous, then I'll do behind the scenes stuff."
Face put his hands up to protect his hair.
Face grabbed both of her arms, and yanked her to the left. She fell off him, shrieking. He straddled her legs, and tickled her. When a fit of giggles ran through her, she dropped her arms to block her ribs. He took both her wrists in one hand, and tousled her hair with the other.
"HA!!!" he shouted, triumphantly. He climber off her, stood up, and helped her up. They kissed, gathered their clothes, and went upstairs.
After making love, taking a shower, and getting dressed,
Face returned downstairs. He was standing in the doorway of the living room,
when he was tackled from behind. At first he thought it was
The MP rabbit punched his mid-section. The Lieutenant punched his kidney and then his face, repeatedly. Thrusting, Face launched the guy off of him, and onto the coffee table. The table broke from the weight and force.
"Face!" Davis ran into the living room. She was greeted with the back of the standing MP's fist, as it connected squarely with her mouth.
Davis reeled back, but caught herself before she fell. Wiping her lip, her hand was stained with blood. She lunged forward, and right crossed the MP in the jaw. When he fell back, she jumped on him. Repeatedly sending her fists into his face, even after he was unconscious.
Peck grabbed her from behind, and pulled her off the man.
"NO!!!" the Lieutenant cried, and lunged for the MP. He froze when a shot was fired.
"THAT'S ENOUGH!!" Col. Roderick Decker roared. Face ignored him, and punched out the MP. As the man went down, Peck pulled the gun out of his holster. He cocked it, aimed, and was about to shoot the MP in the head.
"Drop it, Peck!" Decker ordered. Face continued to ignore him. "Now!"
Peck threw the gun to the ground, and fell to his knees
beside her. He pulled her head into his lap. "
"Oh, God!" she screamed, the pain excruciating.
Decker came up behind him. He looked down at the couple. "How is she?"
Face glared up at him. "Get help," he seethed.
When Ellen received the call from her half brother, she knew something was wrong. He had said, "Ellen, your sister Danielle is in the hospital."
First he had called her Ellen's sister, which meant someone was with him. Secondly, he had called Davis, Danielle, which meant it was probably Decker. She went into the kitchen, where Murdock was talking to a turnip. BA was advancing on the pilot, and had just gotten his hands on the man's collar.
"Shut up, fool. It's a vegetable."
"BA," HM choked out. "A turnip is not just a vegetable . . ."
Ellen stood behind Baracus. "Stop it, both of you.
Something's happened to
Both men went pale. They turned to her. "What?" they asked, in unison.
Ellen shook her head. "I don't know. Face just said she was in Cedar Sinai." As they ran for the door, Ellen added, "And he called her Danielle."
"Decker," BA growled.
Face sat in the hospital waiting room. He was silently
thanking all that is holy for Decker letting him wait, without being
handcuffed. It had been two hours since
He looked up, as Capt. Crane stood in front of him. "Coffee?"
Peck nodded, and took the cup from him. He glanced at Decker, who was sitting across from him. "If those two are so hard to control, why are they working for you?"
The Colonel glared at him. "They get the job done. They caught you."
Face threw his coffee cup to the floor. He jumped up, and blazed his eyes at his nemesis. "Yeah, but look at the expense. Danielle was seriously injured. If she . . ."
Decker stood up, and stiffened. "Come off it, Peck. The
least you could do is call her
The Lieutenant was enraged. *How the hell did he find out?*
he wondered. He took a step towards the Colonel. "Fine.
"You're gonna what?" Decker taunted. He could hardly control himself. All he wanted to do was wipe the floor with the insolent fugitive.
Face raised his fists, and made to punch the older man in the jaw. Ellen ran in at that moment. "Face."
He turned to his sister, as she flung herself at him, and hugged him fiercely. She turned to Crane. "Why don't you post a guard outside the door, and take the Colonel for some fresh air?"
The Captain nodded, realizing that the two men would surely fight if he did not. As the MPs left, Ellen sat her brother down. "How is she?"
Peck was glaring out the door, after Decker. He wanted to run down the hall, and make his enemy the hospital's next critical patient. He turned to Ellen. "I don't know. No one will tell me anything."
Murdock and BA walked into the room. Face stared up at them. "Decker's still here." He looked back at Ellen. "Didn't you tell them?"
HM put a hand on his best friend's shoulder. "She told us. Davy's family. We're here, no matter what happens."
"Any word yet?" BA asked.
Face shook his head. "The doctor hasn't been by yet."
As if on cue, the doctor entered. Peck jumped up. "How is she, Doc?"
The doctor smiled. "Mild bruising. That's one tough lady, you've got."
Face sighed with relief. "She sure is." Fear suddenly came over him. "What about . . ."
The doctor raised his hand. "The baby's fine. A few inches lower, and there might have been problems. She'll be out in a few minutes."
Peck hugged his sister, as the doctor left. The pilot grabbed him by the shoulder, and spun him around. "Baby?"
The Lieutenant grinned. "Yeah. What a birthday present, hunh?"
As Murdock playfully shoved his friend,
Peck laughed, and kissed his wife.
Face looked at her, quizzically. "Decker's coming around."
They left the hospital, and drove off in the van. No one came after them.
They all had a good laugh, when
When Decker and Crane ran into the room, Davis and Ellen
looked confused. They explained that Ellen had gone to get
They arrived at Ellen's cabin, and Face and
HM turned around, and put his hands on her waist. "Face probably suggested it, but Davy would never go for it. She'll continue working until she can't."
Ellen kissed her lover. "What do you think my brother will do, when he finds out about us?"
The pilot laughed, and kissed her. "Well, if he knows the whole story . . ."
She rolled her eyes. This was the fifth time he had asked that question, since leaving the hospital. "I'm fine, Face."
Peck shrank a little. Since they had gotten involved, she had only called him Face when she was annoyed. It was usually Tem or baby, Templeton Peck if she was really pissed off. "I know, hon. It's just with that punch you took . . . It just scared me, that's all."
Face pulled her up, and kissed her. "Yeah, but you will be soon."
She reached up, and stroked his face. "I know how much you want this. It's just one more step towards your white picket dream. I'm not going to jeopardize this baby."
He loved her so much, and everyday he realized just how much
she loved him. Sometimes he wondered why he had never noticed it sooner. It had
taken him from May until November to realize his love for her, and her feelings
for him. Now that he thought about it,
It had always been hard for Face to believe that anyone could possibly love him. He had had too much pain and rejection in his life, too much of the wrong kind of love. The older boys at the orphanage, a couple of the priests, some of the other guys in basic, the guards at the POW camp, and, of course, a few dozen women in his past. Now, here was this woman who had given her heart and soul to him. It still amazed him, how long the realization had taken.
Face smiled down at
An evil glint came into her eyes. "Funny ideas?"
The couple was too engrossed in their inventory of each other's bodies, to notice the two people staring at them. BA came in from the kitchen, and giggled at the expressions on the couple's faces. "Been doin' that for a hour."
This brought HM and Ellen back to the present. They nervously straightened their clothes, and grinned. "Didn't hear ya come in," the pilot said.
"Obviously," Face replied, sarcastically.
Peck gave her a death's glare, but she just grinned at him. Ellen smiled at her sister-in-law. "It would be a good idea, sometime in the next year."
The Lieutenant's jaw dropped. "What?"
HM stood up, and went over to his best friend. "Whadya think, brother?"
The pilot and conman continued wrestling. Face a little more seriously than Murdock. He could not believe it, his best friend and his sister. HM jabbed him in the ribs, and then they laid there, laughing.
Peck sat up, and nodded. That was the same question he was going to ask, only his version was harder. Ellen grinned wickedly. "Oh, at least a month now."
The confused the Lieutenant. How could you not know how long you had been seeing someone? He turned to Murdock for the answer.
The Captain turned to Ellen, who nodded her okay. He grinned at his leader. "How would you like an extra birthday present?"
Face was becoming more than a little annoyed. He grabbed HM's collar with both hands. "Explain, Murdock."
A fit of giggles took over the pilot, and he could not
speak. Peck looked up at his sister, she was in the
same state. When he looked to
Face pushed Murdock onto his back, not letting go, and straddled his mid-section. "Stop it, right now. Tell me. That's an order."
This almost started Murdock off again. Considering a Captain outranked a Lieutenant. Looking into Peck's eyes, he realized this would be a mistake.
Murdock looked seriously at Face. "What would be better for your little son, or daughter, than a cousin their own age?"
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