Turkey Shoot 8

As Decker escorted Smith to the waiting van, he gloated, "This it
Smith, no more running I got you and Peck, thanks to some honest men
in this town, and I will soon have Baracus. Too bad Murdock isn't
with you."

"You know Decker, gloating is so unbecoming. Don't count your
chickens before they hatch," Hannibal replied.

Decker said nothing more, he just shoved Smith against the back of
the van. Hannibal climbed in and saw Face lying on one of the long
benches in the van. "What happened to my man, Decker?" he demanded.

Decker looked over at Peck. "He gave Miller a little trouble, tried
to get away. Miller had no choice but to knock him out. I really
don't' approve of it, but Miller explained to me he had no choice.
Peck tried to killed him."

Hannibal quickly went to Face. He slowly and carefully opened one of
Face's eyes. It was dull and unresponsive. "Decker! You fool! Peck
has been drugged!", Hannibal said, barely able to contain his anger
and disgust.

Decker climbed in and checked Peck also. "I'll have the med check
him when we get back." He climbed back down, and turned to the two
men who were taking Smith and Peck in. "I'm staying behind to find
Baracus. Smith is cunning, so don't fall for any of his tricks. If
you do, and they somehow get away, I will bust you both down to Buck
Privates, "

"Sir," one of them spoke up. "I don't think Peck is going anywhere."

"Don't ever take the A-Team for fools .If anyone can find a way to
escape with a man down, it's Smith. So do as I say."

They both nodded as Decker walked away.

Hannibal sat close to Face, wondering what kind of drug was used on
him. Suddenly Face jerked and Hannibal was at his side. "Hey kid it's
okay I'm here."

Face slowly opened his eyes and gave Hannibal a wicked smile and said
in a soft voice.

"I knew you would come my big strong Bunny Bums."

Hannibal slowly took Face's hand "Face listen to me. I'm Hannibal
not.... " Before Hannibal could finish Face was in his arms, kissing
him. Hannibal felt himself enjoying the kisses, but he knew he had to
stop them. 'Lt.! Stop! Now! You need to focus."

Face stared at Hannibal. "Don't you love me Murdock? Oh God, I
couldn't stand it if you left me like Leslie. Please Murdock, I need
you."

Hannibal gently placed his fingers on Face's face. "I won' leave you
Face. I promise."

Face smiled and gave Hannibal one last kiss before he drifted off
again.

"Bunny Bums? Huh?" Hannibal said to himself.

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BA stared at Murdock, who was dressed as a five-star general. "I
don't know about this. Who in their right minds would mistake you for
a general?"

Murdock gave him a wicked smile before answering him. "Please BA, I'm
a five-star general, not just any old general."

"Shut up fool and explain your plan." BA snapped.

"How can I shut up and explain it at the same time?"

BA started to grab Murdock, but then he stopped. "Just explain the
plan."

Murdock nodded. "You see my good friend BA. I have the airs and the
looks of a general. I could have been an actor."

BA turned away from Murdock as he heard the van before it came into
view. "Hey fool, the van's coming you better make this work."

"Oh ye of little faith. You just make sure you know your part. We may
only have one chance at this." Murdock said to BA.

BA nodded and got into position. As the van came down the road, one
of the men inside spotted a jeep on the road. They could also see a
general talking to his driver.

"Come on swing around we got to get these prisoner to the prison."
one of them said.

"We have to stop it's a general." The other one said.

"You heard what Decker said. We can't stop. I don't want to be a Buck
Private again." the one named Tom said to the first one.

"Well," said Tim "A general is higher then a colonial so I'm
stopping."

The van then pulled up in front of the jeep. Tim got out and went
over to the general. Tim noticed it was a five-star general, and he
saluted.

Murdock looked at the private. "Well, why are you just standing
there! My jeep's broken down, and my driver knows nothing about them
at all. I asked for an expert driver, and they give me this moron."

Tim looked back at BA, who stood there with his head down, staring at
the engine. "I'll see what I can do Sir."

"You do that. If you fix my jeep, I will see that you're promoted to
Corporal."

"Thank you Sir. " Tim hurried over to the jeep and shoved BA
aside. "Go take a walk. Let a real man fix this jeep."

BA growled but left .He slow and quietly went to the side of the van
where the other private was waiting.



"Come on, will you hurry up? We've got to get these prisoners to the
prison."

BA rapped on the door, and Tom turned to see who it was. He knew
Baracus and was about to call for help, when BA pulled open the door.
He grabbed him, and pulled him out, throwing him into a nearby bush.
Murdock hurried around. "I told you to be gentle."

"Shut up fool. Is the other guy secured?"

"Yep tried up and wrapped for Christmas."

"Then wrap up the other one, while I get Hannibal and Face."

Murdock nodded as he went to the bushes and wrapped up Tom; who
wasn't hurt, just shook up. Murdock then joined BA as he pried open
the back of the van. They both stared at the sight that greeted them.
Face was on top of Hannibal, kissing him like there was no tomorrow.

Hearing the van doors open, Hannibal looked up. "I can explain. This
isn't what it seems like."