Crazy Fool- Rating: K
Disclaimer: I don't own the A-Team, I just love messing with them
BA Baracus was mad. Actually, mad was an understatement. No, he was furious. Right now, he was driving his precious van, at breakneck speed, headed to a small lakeside cabin. In the back of the van, Murdock was uncharacteristically subdued, the reason for BA's frustration. The crazy fool had gotten himself shot, and although he would never admit it out loud, BA was worried. Hannibal leaned into the front of the van.
"How's he doin'?" BA asked gruffly.
"He's seen better days," Hannibal replied.
"That sucka better hope I don't see him anytime soon, or all he gonna be seein' is stars!" Hannibal knew BA wasn't talking about Murdock. He patted the large man on the shoulder, and turned back to where Face was working to staunch the flow of blood that was rapidly escaping from the captain's shoulder.
"How're you doing, Captain?" Hannibal asked.
"'Tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a
church-door," Murdock said with his trademark British accent. He tried to smile, but it ended as a grimace.
"Murdock," Face groaned. "Try not to move so much."
"S'ry," the pilot slurred, his breaths becoming shallower. "How much further?" He gasped.
"How much further BA?" Hannibal called.
"I'll be at the cabin in ten minutes," the Sergeant replied.
"Hang in there Murdock," Hannibal said placing his hand on the man's forehead. Back at the front of the van, BA was muttering furiously. He expertly maneuvered his van down the dirt road they were on, whizzing past trees at highway speeds. Upon reaching the cabin, the van lurched to a stop. BA leapt about of the driver's side, and tore open the back doors. Taking care to cause him as little extra pain as possible BA gently scooped Murdock into his arms, and carried him into the cabin. Throughout Murdock's slow recovery, BA stayed by his side.
"You better not die on me sucka," he said, when it looked like he might not make it. Murdock's fits of fever were accompanied by shaking, until he finally lay, deathly still.
"Hannibal! Faceman!" BA called. "Get in here quick! He ain't movin'!" As they both ran in, Murdock reached up a hand and grasped BA's.
"I didn't know you cared big guy," he grinned.
"I don't,'" BA growled. "Jus' don't want you dyin'."
"It's nice to know you care about me, you big ugly mudsucker," Murdock said, a delighted grin still going from ear to ear.
A/N: Hey everyone, so hopefully you like this short one shot. I do have plans to make more, I just don't have a whole lot of free time, and I'm also writing a Big Hero 6 story. Please review, and if you have any ideas for one shots you want to see me do, let me know.