Didn't know how to end it but this will have to do seeing as I have literally given up on this story. If I think of a better ending or if anyone wants to add any ideas in the reviews or send me a message about it, I'll change it. Sorry it's so short. Thanks for the reviews though :)

Face was sitting on the balcony at the beach house he'd scammed for Hannibal a few months back in LA. 3 days after he'd stormed out of the car, his fever had finally broken and Hannibal had decided that he was fit for travel. Face was thankful for that; he really didn't like those hotel beds. It was good to be back in LA, with his own bedroom. Well kind of seeing as Murdock had refused to go back to the VA until Face was fully better. Somehow, Hannibal had managed to convince BA to fly back to LA; well maybe Face had had something to with it. BA had willingly taken the knock out drugs and they'd been back in Hannibal's place within the end of the day.

His headache had started to recede and his ribs had started to stop throbbing so much. Honestly the pain killers had been a blessing in disguise, not that he'd ever admit it. Face knew he'd messed up. Knew that Hannibal was preparing for a lecture. Now that the fever had gone, the sick feeling had started to go away too. He hadn't been sick for 2 days now and he'd even managed to eat something. Albeit it was only some chicken soup but at least it was food. More importantly though was that the food was staying down.

"You alright?" Hannibal asked, walking over to stand next to him. Face paled slightly, really not wanting to have this impending conversation.

"I'm fine." Hannibal laughed, looking at Face expectantly. Face smiled before handing Hannibal a cigar from his coat pocket. "What's so funny?" Face asked confusion in his voice as he watched Hannibal light the cigar.

"Every time you're not fine you say you are." Hannibal stated.

They stood in companionable silence for a while, just looking forwards at the beach that was behind the beach house. It didn't last long, not that Face had expected it to.

"We need to talk about what happened." Face shook his head.

"It happened. Why do we need to talk about it?" Face's voice had taken on an edge.

"Is that what you really think?" Hannibal waited for Face to talk but when he didn't he decided to continue. "You aren't a liability." Hannibal sounded so sincere Face wanted to believe him but he didn't.

"I am. I'm no good for the team." Face looked down at the floor, not wanting to look at Hannibal.

"You are." Face shook his head again.

"What good am I? You make the plans, Murdock flies, and BA makes the stuff. Hell I'm not even that good in the fights." His head was still hurting slightly and this conversation was making his head start to ache.

"You're very useful to the team, Face. Without you we wouldn't get half the things we need."

"Murdock's not that bad with the cons, neither are you."

"Sure, but neither of us are as good as you. Anyway, who else can I trust to be my second in command and you're the only person I know that can deal with Murdock's craziness all the time." Face smiled slightly. "We're you ever going to tell us this was how you felt?"

Face shook his head. "You need to start trusting us more kid."

"I know. It's just…well trust doesn't come easy to me." Hannibal smiled not unkindly.

"Anyone could tell that and it's not like I'm expecting you to trust us with your deepest darkest secrets. I just want you to tell someone when you're hurt or ill. And rust that we want you. You're part of the team, Face."

"Okay." Face said, quietly. Hannibal patted Face on the shoulder.

"We'll be downstairs if you need us." Hannibal stated before leaving Face on the balcony.

Face stood there for a while, not wanting to move even if he wanted to just sit down. Hannibal said he was wanted by the team and the Colonel didn't have a tendency to lie to him. Maybe he wasn't as much of a liability to the team then.

Sighing, Face decided to go downstairs. "Hey, Face." Murdock said happily from where he was sat watching the TV. He had on a cartoon.

"Tell the fool to give me the remote, Faceman." BA growled. Yeah, he wasn't happy about what Murdock had put on.

"Murdock, why don't you change it to something everyone wants to watch." Face sat himself on the sofa next to Murdock, oddly the only chair left in the living room. He had a feeling that Hannibal may have planned that.

"But, Facey, it's woody woodpecker." Murdock whined.

"If you want to watch this fool then you can go back to the VA." BA stated.

"Change it over, Captain." Hannibal stated, coming in from the kitchen with some coffee in hand.

Murdock glared at Hannibal but changed the programme over to football. "How you feelin' now, Faceman?" Murdock asked happily, bouncing slightly on the couch. Looked like the crazy captain was on a sugar rush again.

"Better now Murdock." Face told him. He still wasn't looking at them fully, still considering what Hannibal had said.

"Stop the talking fools." BA growled at them. Face smiled as Murdock went on some rant about why silence was not possible.

Face smiled, maybe Hannibal was right. He did belong with the team; even if he still didn't believe fully that he wasn't a liability.