THE A-TEAM: We Are Young

Author's note: Hey, it's been ages since I've found time to write a story and now I have time to write and have rekindled my love for the A-Team I thought I'd take my first shot at writing fanfiction for A-Team. You'll have to excuse the fact that the beginning is really weak and admittedly not that good, I found it hard to write a begging for this one, but the story will pick up I promise! Please read and review, I welcome constructive criticism and ideas for where to take this story… Anyways I'm going to shut up now… hope you enjoy chapter one!

A/N 2: after noticing several grammar etc errors in chapter one I've edited it! Sorry about that!

Plot Summary: In November 1966 teenage run away Templeton Peck winds up in a small town where he befriends the peculiar H.M Murdock, trials and tribulations arise as these two face teenage life and discover the real meaning of 'family' and realise they're more similar to each other than they think. Face/Murdock, Face/O.C, Murdock/O.C.

CHAPTER ONE

Eighteen year old Murdock sat at the corner booth of the cafe sipping on a coffee. He carefully watched the girl behind the counter hand the only other customer, asides himself, their change and some form of sandwich. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, she was wearing faded jeans and an off white shirt. Suitable dress seeing as her job was one that entailed becoming covered in grease stains during the course of the day. But what ever she wore Murdock thought she looked beautiful.

She was just so pretty, he thought. He'd had a crush on her ever since she'd moved into town three years ago. Three long years and he still hadn't found the courage to ask her out. Lately seeing her around school just wasn't enough for him so Murdock had resorted to spending every Saturday morning sitting in the cafe owned by her parents, drinking a coffee whilst trying to work out more about her.

Sandwich customer took a seat at the other end side of the cafe leaving Louise free at the counter. She looked over at Murdock and smiled, he was pretty much sure he'd been caught staring but gave her a nervous smile back none the less before quickly averting his gaze to his coffee cup.

He mentally gave himself a pep talk, the one that he gave himself every week.

The one that encouraged him that now was his chance to speak to her and ask her on date.

The one that h was sure he'd be giving himself next week as he couldn't bring himself to do it today.

Running his hand through his floppy brown hair he gave a defeated sigh, this was useless, he couldn't even find the courage to simply ask her on a date, and even if he could he doubted she'd say yes. Louise was extremely popular, especially between the 'cooler' guys around town and school and he was just Murdock, that crazy kid who always seemed to be in his own little world.

Just then, as if on cue, two of said 'cooler' guys entered the cafe.

"Great..." Murdock mumbled as he laid eyes on them. It was Steve Briggs, captain of the soccer team and top of the student body food chain, followed by his team mate Butch.

"You got a problem Murdock?"

Murdock suddenly realised he was staring at the two teenagers and quickly shook his head, "Sorry," he murmured, not wanting any trouble and luckily Steve resumed making his way to the counter. Murdock continued watching them.

"Hi Louise," He greeted tilting the brim of the black Stetson he was wearing.

"Hey Steve, what can I get for you?"

"Well it's a mighty fine day today and I was just wondering if you wanted to come and hang with a few of us down at the lake later?"

"I'm sorry Steve I'm stuck here until 3, then I've got to run some errands for my mom and there's that book report due in I want to get started on."

"C'mon Louise, it's Saturday, no one does homework on a Saturday!"

"Sorry Steve, maybe next week."

"But it'll be more fun if you come! Me and some of the guys are probably going to play shirt vs. skins soccer. I can make sure I'm on skins if you want." He raised his eyebrows suggestively but Louise just chuckled and she wasn't the only one.

The customer who had ordered the sandwich had joined Steve and his mates at the counter; Murdock didn't recognise him from around town or from school. He looked about his age maybe a few years younger. He had dirty blonde hair which was combed perfectly into place and his piercing blue eyes were complimented by the baby blue t-shirt he was wearing, which was fitted in a way that showed off the fact he must have worked out. Murdock couldn't help but note that this stranger was very handsome and from the air of confidence he gave off the stranger knew it too.

Butch folded his arms and looked down at the sandwich eating customer, "What's so funny kid?"

"Oh nothing really," he replied, "it just amuses me to see your friend try it on with this lovely young lady here," he nodded towards Louise, "despite her obviously having no interest towards him."

Steve growled, which Murdock knew meant trouble, "And what would you know."

"A lot more than you, Steve, that's your name right?"

"Look kid," the football captain cracked his knuckles, "I'm in a good mood today so if you apologise and leave now I won't damage that pretty face of yours."

"But I don't want to leave; in fact I wanted to ask the lovely young lady here if she'd show me around town tonight." The stranger gave Louise a charming smile, "What do you say?"

Murdock couldn't believe what he was hearing, this kid was crazy and Steve looked like he was about to go crazy.

Without another warning Steve shoved the kid against the wall, "I warned you pretty boy!" he yelled.

"Steve, leave him alone!" Said Louise, but she went ignored.

Steve landed a punch in the kid's face. The kid quickly shook it off and returned it with an uppercut to the stomach, just making Steve angrier.

"You son of a bitch!" Steve shoved the kid again sending him on to the floor hitting his head against one of the tables as he went down and when he got up again, dazed from the knock on the head, Butch punched him in the stomach.

The kid felt his head where he'd hit it and when he removed his hand it was covered in blood, "Great, now I'm going to have to wash my hair again." He seemed genuinely annoyed by this, he then wiped some blood away from his mouth, "Two against one now really, that's not fair."

Steve smirked, "Life's not fair."

"Please stop!" Louise cried. "You're going to kill him, don't make me call the police!"

Steve shook his head, an evil look in his eye, "The cocky idiot has to learn, he can't just disrespect me and expect to get away with it!"

Murdock couldn't just sit and watch anymore. He jumped out of his seat, "You heard Louise, stop it."

Steve looked round, "Shut it Murdock or you're next!"

Murdock silently gulped, but looked at Louise, he couldn't back down in front of her, "I said stop it!"

"Are you mad?"

"Maybe," Murdock shrugged, "but you must think I'm crazy if I'm just going to let you muscle heads beat up this boy here."

"You're a dead man Murdock!" Steve just looked at Butch, he didn't need telling, he lunged towards Murdock. Murdock ducked out the way of his fist and punched him in the stomach, Butch doubled over and Murdock took the chance to knee him in the face sending him backwards.

"Don't make me have to beat that idiot up for you!" Steve yelled at his companion, getting angrier.

Butch got back up and took another swing at Murdock who blocked it and punched him again.

"What are you playing at!" Steve spat forgetting about the kid. The kid tapped him on the shoulder and Steve turned around only to be greeted by a chair smashing into him. The wooden chair easily broke and the kid started punching him repeatedly, not give him a chance to reciprocate.

Murdock also seemed to still have the advantage over Butch, who it turned out wasn't a very good fighter.

The brawl went on until the sound of approaching cop cars could be heard. All four boys stopped mid-fight.

Steve looked at Butch, "Man, I can't be in trouble with the cops again." He gave one last look to the kid, "Next time boy I'm gong to end you." He warned before he and Butch fled the cafe.

Murdock went over to the counter where Louise was standing, "Did you call the cops?"

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry about what happened." He gestured towards the mess they had made including two broken chairs. "I'll help you to clean it up."

"Thanks, but it's not your fault Murdock, that Steve is a real jerk."

"You're telling me," the kid piped up, he was straightening up his t-shirt, "At least he didn't damage the face."

"W-who are you?" Murdock asked.

The boy picked up Steve's hat which he'd left behind, blowing some dust off he placed it on his own head then held out his hand to Murdock, "I'm Peck, Templeton Peck, it's nice to meet you."

"You too," said Murdock, shaking his hand.

Templeton then smiled at Louise, "So dinner tonight?"