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By: Junkfoodmonkey Rated: PG13 Summary: Drabble of some thoughts that might have been
going through Hannibal's mind when he kissed Maggie in Black Day at Bad Rock. Disclaimer:
The A-Team doesn't belong to me; I'm not making any money from this.
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I kissed her.
Pretty forward, but I knew I'd probably never see her again. Had to take the chance.
She felt so right in my arms and my mind raced ahead to where this could go. If I could come back to Bad Rock. Or even if we just had an hour before I had to get out of there.
No. That wasn't going to happen. Not with her. She's a lady.
Dammit.
And then I locked her in the closet.
It really wasn't my first choice, I told her that. Didn't take it well.
Talk about ruining your chances.
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