Post-Pardon: Home Is Where The Heart Is

[notthatcrazy]

It's been a long five years since their escape, and thanks to several high-risk high-reward jobs from higher-ups who wanted to maintain plausible deniability if things went wrong, the A-Team had finally earned their freedom.

It's been a bit of a rough transition, truth be told. None of them are quite sure where to go from here. B.A. had responded by heading back up north to visit his family, and Hannibal was still talking about starting some kind of private security firm. As for the two of them, it had taken a while but they'd finally managed to find a beachfront home that wasn't too hemmed in by development. The terms of their pardon included a fairly generous settlement which, combined with a few clever investments Face had made, meant they wouldn't have to worry about money for quite a while.

Now they just have to figure out what to do with themselves.

"Close your eyes." He sneaks up on his partner from behind, wrapping his arms around his waist. "I got a surprise for you."

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[notjustaface]

Offering him tender blue eyes, Face flashes a reassuring smile.

"What do you think?"

[notthatcrazy]

He runs a hand through his hair, resting just at the nape of his neck.

"I think it would help if I heard you say it."

[notjustaface]

Smiling at the gentle touch, he leans in close enough to kiss.

"I think we both got very lucky and managed to find and keep each other."

[notthatcrazy]

"That is definitely true."

Call it luck, call it meant to be, but there was definitely a lot of effort involved on both their parts.

"I think we've come a long way, baby."

[notjustaface]

Kissing him gently, Face smiles against his lips and then lets his forehead rest against his partner's.

"You're telling me..."