Kink Meme Part 10
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She’s seen photos of course, but she’s more than curious to see her son’s team in the flesh, so she keeps watching as they start to climb out, stretching after their long drive north. The long, lean figure of Hannibal Smith climbs out from the passenger side first, stretching his arms high above his head as he surveys the neighbourhood, keen eyes taking in the street and the house. Goodness, but he’s tall, taller than she had imagined, silver hair shining in the sunlight as he turns to pull open the back door of the van. The Colonel might be older than the rest of his team, but she can see he is all muscle, all power, his air of command obvious even to her as she observes quietly. This is a man who is used to being master of all he sees.
For a moment, the Colonel’s tall body blocks her view of whoever was sitting behind him, but then a blur of motion explodes out of the van and starts bouncing up and down on the sidewalk, hanging off Hannibal’s shoulders for a second before tearing free and doing a quick couple of laps around the van, throwing curious glances up at her house. Even from behind her double glazing, she can hear his voice, raised in excitement, and laughs out loud at Murdock’s antics. Looks like Scooter hadn’t been exaggerating when he told her about the pilot’s crazy behaviour, and she finds herself looking forward even more to spending some time in Murdock’s company -it’s been too long since she had that much energy herself, though the pilot is far too skinny in her eyes. She’ll have to feed him up while they are all here.
Murdock’s laps are stopped abruptly when her Scooter throws his door open wide, the pilot running straight into it in a cartoonish manner. Before she can begin to worry, he is up again, bouncing at her son’s heels as her boy stretches briefly, those impressive arms of his flexing, the tattoo she knows he is so very proud of on display. Scooter tries to look annoyed at his team mate’s behaviour, but she knows him too well, can see the smile he is trying to hide as he thumps his fist against the still-closed fourth door, starting to move towards her front gate with Murdock now hanging off his belt, swatting distractedly at his friend.
She watches, intrigued, as the last door finally opens, and another tall figure emerges into the daylight, reaching up to pull dark sunglasses from his eyes, leaning back against the van slightly as he looks around the area, much like Hannibal did. But where the Colonel seemed nothing but confident, that isn’t how she sees Templeton Peck. Wearing what are clearly designer jeans, jeans which hug his long, long legs perfectly - she may be old enough to be his mother but that doesn’t mean she can’t enjoy the view - Templeton Peck seems a little less comfortable, folding his arms tightly across his chest as the Colonel walks around to his side.
Of course she can’t hear what the two men are talking about, but she doesn’t miss the way Hannibal drapes his arm across his XO’s shoulder, tugging him gently away from the van as he slides the door shut. For a moment she feels bad - maybe Face had other plans for his leave, maybe some girlfriend waiting back near their base - but something in the way the younger man leans into the Colonel’s embrace makes her pause. Interesting.
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“Mama!” Scooter immediately scoops her up into his arms, and she feels every bone in her body relax as it always does, held securely in his strength. Her son is safe. Her son has come home to her again. She wraps her own arms as far around his muscular body as she can, marvelling once more at how her little boy is now so much taller than she is. He takes after his father, certainly, not her side of the family. Tiny, the lot of them.
“Oh baby,” she breathes into his chest, letting her eyes close for just a moment before she pulls back, holding tight to his waist as she looks him up and down. “You all in one piece? You okay?”
“I’m okay, Mama.” He leans down and kisses her forehead briefly. Far too briefly: she reaches up to cup his face and pulls him down to her, planting a long kiss on each cheek, knowing he will be burning with embarrassment in front of his team. “Missed you, Mama.”
“You too, baby.” With a huge smile she lets him pull back and away, all too aware of the buzzing presence by his side. Turning to Scooter’s teammate, she sees Murdock properly for the first time. “And who have we here?”
“Murdock, Ma’am!” Southern accent, not what she’d imagined for some reason. Wild eyes and even wilder hair, but the widest grin in place. “It’s so nice to meet you! The big guy here has told us so much about you!” The last statement is punctuated by an elbow to Scooter’s ribs, and her son clearly has to restrain himself from hitting back.
“Well it’s nice to meet you too, Murdock. And you must call me Mama, okay?” The hyperactive pilot is hopping from foot to foot and she can’t help but smile as she reaches out to pull him into a hug. Skinny he might be, but she can feel the strength in his stringy body as he locks his arms around her for a second before bouncing away, giggling a little.
Her Scooter tugs Murdock to one side, letting her step out of the house a little and towards the other half of his team. Colonel and Lieutenant are standing separately now, both fine specimens of men if she does say so, and the older man steps forwards first, hand outstretched. “Hannibal Smith, Ma’am. Thank you so much for having us as such short notice.”
The command tone in his warm voice is even more impressive in person - they’ve spoken briefly on the phone a few times, first when Scooter became a part of his team, more recently as his team drove across country - and she takes his hand only to pull him into a brief hug. He’s a good foot or so taller than she is, and, much like Murdock, she can feel the contained strength in his embrace. “Same rules for you too, Mister Colonel Hannibal Smith. Mama, okay?”
“Okay, Mama!” Behind her she can hear Scooter and Murdock laughing at their Colonel, but she ignores them to turn her attention to the last member of the team.
If she hadn’t seen him hesitate when he climbed down from the van, if she hadn’t seen Hannibal drape a supportive arm around his broad shoulders, she would never have known anything was wrong. Face is all confidence, huge white smile in place, startling blue eyes twinkling at her as he moves straight in for the anticipated hug, and she finds herself swallowed up in strong arms. “It’s great to finally meet you,” he says, stepping back after a moment. “I’d say I could see where BA gets his good looks from, but I think your son might just hit me for that!”
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“Oh…” He seems stuck for a moment, blue eyes clouding with an unreadable emotion, and she wonders what she said wrong, but then Hannibal slips a hand onto his shoulder and the cloud is gone. “Just Face is fine, Ma’am.” And before she can correct him, tell him she’s ‘Mama’ to him as well, he turns to his colonel. “I’ll go grab the bags, Boss.”
“Sure thing, kid.” Hannibal offers her his arm as Face disappears back down to the van, and she bobs a curtsey in response to his bow. “Shall we, Mama?”
Her son has already taken Murdock inside - she can hear excited yelps from her front room, mingled with Scooter’s deeper voice - and she can’t help but smile, shaking her head a little as she and Hannibal follow them in. This could be a very interesting week indeed.
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Love the image of BA reading to children, her first impressions of the team before she meets them,teasing him about getting the baby pictures out and joking about B.A. in a dress. I think mothers were sometimes but on this earth to embarrass their kids.
Plus her mother senses when it comes to BA and Murdock and also Hannibal and Face.
Got to love Murdock all excited and BA opening the door so he runs into it. Also Hannibal's reassuring touches when he can properly sense Face is a little uncomfortable.
Will wait in anticipation for more.
p.s. I don't think we ever knew her name in the tv series.
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B.A. and the Gruffalo and OMG could you image Mama B bringing a dude home to meet her Scooter!?!?
As always your B.A. is perfection, as is his Mama. :D
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