"Well," Started Murdock "this may sound crazy but,"
"Oh here comes some screwed up plan that won't help us at all and will probably get one of us almost killed." raved Hannibal.
"Why do you think I'm called H.M?" Murdock reclined against the side of the abandoned plane. You could say that the plane was their "thinking place". That's where they all went to plan or think (hence the name).
"Howling Mad." they all recited in unison.
"Anyways, as I was saying, Face, I'm going to need to talk to you about some trucks and stuff." Murdock gave him a maniacal smile.
"Damn." Face rolled his eyes. "Sometimes I hate being the supply guy. Just because I have to converse with Murdock."
"What's that suppose to mean?!" Murdock exclaimed.
"Come now Murdock." Hannibal quieted him down. "Don't become a Murdick."
Baracus stifled a rare smile. Maniacal was a good word to describe Murdock. He had this certain look about him. His hair, for starters, was a dirtyish gray and was unkempt. His hair fell over his eyes. Oh they eyes. They were a conversation of their own. The eyes themselves had nothing special of them. But it was the way he used them. There really is no description besides maniacal about them. His face was unshaved and narrow. There was nothing besides his body that has any concern. You'd think with somebody looking like Murdock that no girl would go after him. But you would think wrong. Murdock had one girl in particular. A girl that he loved so much they would have her sneak on to camp just to see him. Sometimes she would sneak in and them hide in his tent and they would just hold each other. They hadn't seen each other in such a long time that Murdock wasn't sleeping cause of it. He would lay awake at night, thinking of her. Wondering when she would come next. Staring up at the tent with those glassy eyes.
They all sat in the plane, thinking and insulting. All of a sudden, one of the privates came running up towards the plane screaming Murdock's name. Murdock jumped out of the Plane and waited for him. Once the private had reached him he was stuttering out of breath.
"What is it!?" Murdock shook him. "What is it!?"
"There's a girl! She's hurt and she's crying your name! She wants you!" Murdock immediately knew it was her.
"Where is she?" Murdock screamed in terror.
"At the front gate! Hurry!"
Murdock took off running, thinking all the time that he wouldn't know what to do without her. He held back the tears with all his strength. After about a good mile, he reached the front of the camp. A crowd had gathered at the scene.As He pushed through them, he could hear her cry.
"Murdock! Murdock! Where is he?"
Murdock rushed to her side.
"Katie?" He whispered searching wildly in her eyes for recognition.
"Hello baby." She brushed the loose hair behind his ear.
"Are you okay?" he still was panicky.
"I'm fine. I just couldn't find a way to get to you." This time Kate smiled manically.
"How did you manage to flip this jeep over all by yourself?" His crazy eyes sparkled with love.
"Well. When you date a crazy pilot that is H.M, it rubs off."
He brushed his lips across hers.
"How's that medicine?"
"I'm gonna need a lot more." She winked.
"Well,I have more back in my tent."
"Lead the way doctor."
Murdock picked Kate up and smiled at the onlookers.
"She needs special treatment." He smiled.