lieutenant_faceman: (face got the key)
[personal profile] lieutenant_faceman
Most people looked at Templeton and dismissed him as a pretty face, hell that's how he wound up with his nickname. But it was Hannibal Smith who saw more and took him under his wing. Smith helped to mold and meld him into a soldier. But it was Charisa Sosa who made him human. It wasn't love at first sight exactly, they'd had to grow on each other but once they had there had been no one else.

It was why he was so worried about her now. He couldn't have said what was bothering him so much he just was worried. He'd tried to call her on a secure line twice but nothing, so now he was pacing trying not to go racing in to save her.
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Date: 2013-07-15 01:14 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] captsosa
Everybody made mistakes at some point in their lives, mistakes that led to regrets and a numbness that lasted longer than they wished. It had been six years since she had declined to take her relationship with Face to another truth she had been scared and ran, hid behind her work and turned all feelings of love for him to hate.

That had of course changed three years ago when he and the A-Team had been charged on false counts and she had promised to help him out. Shit, she'd seen him in a whole new light. The calls had come through and yet she didn't answer her mind focused on the files of reports of the teams current actions.

"What the hell did I get myself into?" She mumbles before picking up her cell to try and call him back, last thing she needed was for him to show up unexpected and get caught.

Date: 2013-07-15 01:56 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] captsosa
She flips the folder that's open on her coffee table closed the second she hears his voice. With a faint sigh she leans back into the couch and runs a hand over her face. "Work. You guys have really pissed the military off over the last three years. I can't even begin to tell you about the files sitting before me."

It's hard to judge by her tone if she's annoyed or amused, if anything she's tired. So far she hadn't been able to find a loophole or anything to get the charges on Face and the others dropped. Sadly, she also couldn't give the case her full attention.

Date: 2013-07-15 02:21 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] captsosa
"Face, I never said there was nothing wrong with that. I understand what you guys are doing," she offers him assurance with the tone of her voice while moving to stretch her legs out so her feet touch the wooden table in front of her. "Well, Hannibal's plans are making things a lot tougher for her guys if I am ever able to find a way to help."

With a faint sigh she purses her lips together while leaning her head back on the cushion behind her. Talking about this was just going to upset him, she knew this so a change of subject was probably for the best. "How are you?"

Date: 2013-07-15 02:59 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] captsosa
She holds back a laugh the moment Face mentions talking to Hannibal, the man could make all the promises he wanted to Face but in the end she knew they wouldn't hold. Letting her feet fall to the carpet she gets up and moves toward her bedroom.

"I've been alright. Work like always takes up most of my time." The moment she's in the bedroom she flops down on the bed, letting the sheets cool her body. "I miss you too."

Date: 2013-07-15 05:52 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] captsosa
"I'd just be getting you back for all the times you fell asleep on me," She teases back, though there is a bit of truth in that statement. A rough week, a rough three years is more like it. "No, I actually think their trying to ween me off this case my involvement has diminished over the last couple years." Charisa sighs softly.

So those folders that she's been going through when he called, she really wasn't supposed to have those. How else was she going to work on getting them justice though if she was taken fully off the case? Closing her eyes she furrows her brow while pinching at the bridge of her nose.

Date: 2013-07-16 03:17 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] captsosa
That causes her to sit up quickly her mouth going dry for a moment while she gets up. Cradling her free arm against her body she paces her bedroom. "You're sure? Maybe you guys picked up a different signal..." she trails off though as an odd clicking sound comes over the line. Sort like somebody picking up another phone in the house only to realize somebody was already on the line. Though she's on a cell and he's on a secure line.

"I have to go." She hangs up quickly and tosses the phone on the floor before moving to grab her boots. Putting them on she quickly stomps her foot down on the rather expensive piece of technology until it breaks.

Date: 2013-07-16 04:23 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] captsosa
In truth she figured something like this might happened, that the military would finally piece together the puzzle considering she had been the last person to have any interaction with Face before him and the others were on their way to prison, only to magically escape. It paid to be prepared and Charisa was already having a bag stashed away in the closet for just this sort of occasion, one she was hoping would never happen.

Going for it now she yanks it out by the strap before reaching up onto the top shelf of her closet for her firearm.

Date: 2013-07-17 06:54 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] captsosa
The intense pounding on the door is enough to tense her body, while she turns quickly gun already pointed in the direction of the hallway. Though when she hears his voice she visibly relaxes though makes her way quickly toward the door, tucking her gun into the back of her pants while throwing her bag over her shoulder.

It's just as she hits the door, throwing the last lock there is the sound of glass breaking and she's quick to move out as several canisters of tear gas are thrown into the building. Pulling the door closed while turning she glances up at Face. "How the hell did you get here so fast?"

Date: 2013-07-18 12:44 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] captsosa
Charisa throws her free hand against the bag she had slung over her shoulder, keeping it in place while she ran toward the car with Face. Black boots thumping against the ground as the muscles in her legs worked overtime. Just as they reach the car she lets her hand slip from his own while moving to the passenger side and throwing open the door, tossing her bag into the back and quickly scrambling inside.

Date: 2013-07-21 04:22 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] captsosa
The look on her face says it all at the moment. In honesty she had been worried for the last three years that the military would catch on to her involvement, she just didn't expect everything to happen so quickly in one day. As the car is set in motion away from her place she stares straight ahead and runs a hand through her hair.

Date: 2013-07-21 05:36 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] captsosa
"I'm fine," she speaks softly while turning her gaze out the passenger side window. Sosa's mind was certainly clouded at this point, unsure of just what the hell she was going to do now.

Date: 2013-07-23 05:24 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] captsosa
"You realize how stupid it was for you to show up right?" She's still not looking at him. Was the thankful he did? Yes, but he could have easily been caught. "Were you even thinking!?" Charisa lays her head against the cool glass of the window with a sigh.

Date: 2013-07-24 05:49 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] captsosa
The moment Face snaps at her she winces slightly while chewing on her lower lip. She had been grateful of course, there was no denying that but, sometimes she wished he wouldn't risk his life for her. Lips part to say something and instead she just goes back to silence between them.
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