Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own the A-Team or anything associated, etc. There is no copyright infringement intended.

A/N: Not really sure how far I'm going to take this, but I got it in my head and it wouldn't leave so here it is. My own version of how Face joined the team. Yes, I know it's been done a lot, and this is just one of many. Oh well. This is only my second A-Team fic, and my first attempt at a Vietnam era fic, so any and all reviews/critiques/suggestions are welcome. The chapters are kinda short right now, but splitting them up like I did just made sense. Hope you enjoy!

1983

"OK, so I know Murdock was your all's pilot, and BA had been assigned to Hannibal not long after he got to Vietnam, but how did you end up on the team Face?" Amy asked. She had been asking them questions about their history all evening, and while they were mostly just humoring her with some funny anecdotes from their time in 'Nam, she wasn't expecting the reactions she got for this question.

Murdock was choking on his soda as a laugh escaped, BA was scowling and growling, and Face was smiling. Hannibal was the only one who had not visibly reacted, but Amy caught the twinkle in his eyes.

Her eyes brightened as the reporter in her detected a juicy story. "So what happened?"

"Yeah BA, what happened?" Face's smile was wide, and his tone was playful as he turned to face the man sitting on the other end of the couch.

BA's scowl deepened. "Watch it sucka."

"Face…" Hannibal drawled lightly, a warning. Despite his own amusement, the colonel knew his lieutenant was playing with fire.

"Ah come on Hannibal," Face sighed nonchalantly, turning back to BA with a smirk, he said, "I just wanna see if he'll admit it."

Before Amy knew what had happened, both Face and BA were up off the couch. Face was on the other side of the room with his arms out in what would've been a placating gesture if not for the teasing smirk playing on his face. BA was growling, but had only gotten a couple feet away from the couch.

"Now remember, big guy, he's fast," Murdock advised in mock seriousness. Though his eyes belied his own amusement.

The sergeant shot the pilot a glare, but Hannibal was chuckling.

"Come on BA, it's been fourteen years, don't ya think it's time to let it go?" Hannibal asked, trying to defuse the situation.

"He still a punk," BA snarled.

Face and Murdock exchanged grins, and Face gave a conceding shrug.

"OK, guys, you gotta tell me what happened," Amy said eagerly, she was dying to know this story.

After a look around at each of his team, Hannibal turned back to the reporter and said, "Well, Amy, let's just say BA found something he wasn't expecting."

"What?"

Hannibal grinned. "A scrapper."