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500 Blue Lights

500 Blue Lights

by Closetfan


Rated: G

Summary:  A quick action resolves a tense moment for Murdock and BA. 

This was written in response to a 500-word challenge on the A-Team Storyboard 2, which was to begin with the phrase: "He saw the flashing blue lights, and his heart beat a little faster."

Warnings: None (okay, one semi-bad word)

Disclaimer:  I don't own the Team, the concept or intend to infringe on any copyrights. I'm not in it for the money, which is good, 'cause there isn't any. I do it for the jazz, man, for the jazz.




He saw the flashing blue lights, and his heart beat a little faster.  He'd had every intention of leaving the area with as soon as they'd accomplished what they'd come for. But then the lights had appeared, and the adrenaline had started to flow. He couldn't resist. He had to stay....

"Attention, K-Mart Shoppers. Now on special in our Automotive Department...."

"BA!" Murdock scrambled to catch the other man's sleeve as he turned to the back of the store. "BA, we're supposed to meet Face at the front in five minutes. If we're not there…."

BA grunted. "Face wouldn't come into a K-Mart if his life depended on it."

"That's harsh, big guy. True, but harsh." Murdock, his arms full of sweat clothes and tee-shirts, followed nervously as BA, ignoring his protests, made his way towards the automotive department.

"Would you prefer Hannibal come after us?" Murdock's eyes darted around uneasily. "The Colonel's in a bad enough mood. I really don't want to do more circuits than we already have to for any real or perceived screw ups on that last job."

"Hey man, I can't help we had to come here 'cause you didn't bring the right clothes. I need belts and plugs for the van, and if we can save some money on it, Face should be grateful. Hannibal,  too."

"It'd be different if it you didn't always spend an hour in the car parts department every time we stepped into a K-Mart," Murdock muttered. "You're worse than a little girl in a candy store when it comes to car part---"

"*Hey,*" BA growled. He grabbed Murdock by the front of his coat and hauled him closer. "Do you wanna run that 'little girl' thing by me again?"

"Uh, okay," Murdock wheezed. "Poor choice of words -- "

BA had opened his mouth for his next threat when he saw Murdock suddenly turn serious as he looked over BA's shoulder.


BA's eyes narrowed. "What is it?"

"Decker," Murdock said quietly, shoving the stack of clothing they'd picked up into BA's arms. "Muffle those chains so the rattling doesn't give us away and follow me."

"Where is he?"

"Right behind you in Home Improvement. Seems Decker has a weakness for Martha Stewart paints." For a split second, Murdock's eyes sparkled again. "Peach. Never pictured him as a peach guy. Figured his for olive drab."

Pulling his cap lower over his eyes, Murdock led them away from the Home Improvement area of the store. "Still want those fan belts?"

"No," BA growled, ignoring Murdock's smug tone. "There's a Wal-Mart a few miles down the road."

"Fine." Murdock took the clothes from BA's arms and put them in an unattended cart. "Don't wanna get caught at the check out."

"Though," he continued as they headed back to the parking lot, "I would've loved to have seen if Decker got the coordinated bed linens to go with that paint. Or do ya think it was for his den?"

"Shut up, Murdock."




500 Blue Lights by Closetfan



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