The
Real VA Con
by Hayley May
Rated:
G
Summary: Just a short piece on
the real VA con. Face in another
disguise goes in to get Murdock out.
Disclaimer: I don’t own them
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“Hi,
I’m Doctor Radcliff and I’m here for an appointment
with one of your patients.”
Blue
eyes, cute smile, nicely dressed, best looking Doctor I’ve ever seen. I look up from my desk at him, but don’t
smile, that would be unprofessional.
Since when did nurses smile? He
grins broadly regardless and hands me his business card. Doctor Adrian Radcliff, I read. Well the picture definitely is him.
Nodding,
I hand the card back and find the book with all the appointments registered.
“Which patient?” I ask in my usual stern voice.
“Captain
H. M. Murdock.”
Ah
yes, Captain Murdock, the crazy yet brilliant former pilot who was a firm
favourite with so many people working in this wing, as well as a favourite of
mine. Out of all the war veterans we
have here, Murdock is perhaps the sanest, or the least insane, although his
sometimes strange and eccentric behaviour would suggest other wise and he does
have an annoying habit of disappearing for days on end. On the other hand, like a cat that knows who
feeds it, Murdock always comes back.
I
flick through the book wondering once again why Murdock does not have a
separate book since he has more visitors then most of the other patients put
together.
“I’m
sorry Doctor, but the appointment isn’t recorded here.”
A
frown crossed the handsome face of the young doctor.
“Are
you totally sure,” I see him peering down at my badge, “Miss Cleaver. You see I was certain I had an appointment
with the Captain today and I’ve come down here specially to see him. In fact I had to cut sort my holiday plans…
wait a moment, I have a letter here from a Doctor Richter… maybe I could see
him and get this sorted out.”
I
glance at the letter and sure enough, it had Doctor Richter’s signature at the
bottom.
“I’m
sorry sir, but Doctor Richter is currently away on holiday this week.”
“What?” The surprise on his face seemed genuine...
mental note, ‘seemed’. “Are you sure?”
“Positive
sir, he left yesterday morning.”
“Great,
this is all I need.” He sighed. “Do you think I could have just a short
amount of time with the Captain? I would
hate for this to be a wasted trip and Doctor Richter said he would be a perfect
case for my study.”
“What
study is that, sir?”
“An investigation into patients with invisible friends or
animals. Apparently Captain
Murdock has an invisible dog name Billy or something…” he waved his hand around
in a vague fashion but quickly realised that his charm was not about to work on
me that easily.
Sighing
deeply, he gave up and leant down to the table in front of me.
“Look,”
he continued candidly, “I need to see Captain Murdock. If I don’t return with some kind of evidence
that I’ve been here then my wife is going to kill me. She already thinks the worst of me since I spend
so much time at work. If I don’t talk to
the Captain then I’m history.”
His
blue eyes are pleading and in some ways so pathetic.
“Okay,”
I breathe giving in, “I can give you up to ten minutes. Captain Murdock’s room is just down the
corridor there.”
“Thank
you so much,” he smiles gratefully. “You
don’t know how much this means to me.”
I
roll my eyes as he walks away, but tip my head slightly at the sight of that
gorgeous backside. Strange, I know a lot
of Doctor’s, but very few look just that good in a suit.
Two
minutes later I look up from using the phone to find Doctor Radcliff wheeling
Murdock out in a chair, the pilot babbling something about Bill wanting some
fresh air.
I
open my mouth to stop them, but the young Doctor cuts me off as they hurry
past.
“Taking
Billy for a walk,” he calls out, gone before I could properly object.
Closing
my mouth, I smile to myself. Invisible friends indeed.
How stupid does he think I am?
One week a priest, the next a quarantine enforcer, now a research
doctor, the excuses get more and more ridicules every time and as for the
disguises. How many times do the A-Team think they can get away with this before
someone starts putting two and two together?
Not everyone here believes they are innocent. One day someone else is going recognise Peck, and god help us all if that Colonel Decker turns up
again. Maybe I should warn them?
I
smile slightly as I remember just how good he looks from the back.
On
the other hand, seeing Faceman squirm as I push his
cons to the limit whist knowing the truth, is always
so much fun, and that’s the real VA con.
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THE END
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