H.M. Murdock was accustomed to receiving visitors at the V.A.: the same people every time. But that changed one Saturday in September- when I came into the picture.

Murdock had been in his room watching Tom and Jerry, when he received a knock at his door.

"I am soo sorry," he called. "But the Prince of Lakawana is not accepting any visitors today. Please call back another time." I was standing outside the door and found myself chuckling. I opened the door anyway and walked in.

"Murdock?"

The first thing he noticed about me, other than the fact that I was strangely familiar to him, was that I was wearing an outfit in a style much like his own- a brown leather jacket over a blue t-shirt that read "Call '1-800-I Don't Care,' And Ask For Someone Else," with faded blue jeans, sneakers and a blue backpack with a winged heart design appliqu‚ed on the front slung over my shoulder. My brown hair was in a pony tail pulled through the back of my hat with bangs that made a zig-zag pattern on my forehead, reminding Murdock of a Japanese Anime type style. I was also wearing eyeglasses- copper framed, almost matching the color of my eyes.

"H.M. Murdock?" I asked, again.

"Maaaaaaybe," he replied. "Who are you?" I walked over to him and sat down next to him on the bed.

"I am the Princess of Sheba," I replied. "And I'm looking for your hand in marriage." Murdock stared at me- my face was expressionless and stayed that way... meaning I was either serious or crazy as he was.

"You serious?" he asked. I shook my head.

"It's been a while, hasn't it?" I pulled a small box out of my pocket and gave it to him. Murdock tilted his head to the side and looked at the box. "You gave that to..." I was a bit hesitant as I uttered my next words. "To my father. He said that you found two it back in Vietnam." Murdock opened the box and his jaw immediately dropped.

"This is... you are... No way!" He looked at me- same eyes, hair... it couldn't be. Could it? Murdock found himself remembering back to Vietnam, before hooking up with the A-Team. After a moment, he looked at me and smiled.

"You're Kayla, aren't you?" he asked. "Jeff's little girl... but you ain't so little anymore, are ya?" I gave a nod and smiled.

"You and Dad always called me Kay." I replied. My smile faded as I looked at him, dead serious. "You both also told me that if I was ever in trouble, I should find you- my Dad's best friend."

Murdock looked at me and nodded. It had been a while since we'd seen each other- I had been six years old at the time. I remember seeing Murdock for the first time, as far as I could remember- he showed up at my birthday party with a teddy bear in his hand.

"Kay," Dad said. "This is my best friend, Captain H.M. Murdock." I looked up at Murdock and smiled.

"Then you're my best friend too," I told him, then looked at the teddy bear- a small panda wearing a brown leather jacket and a blue ball cap. Murdock scooped me up in his arms, before sitting down in a chair and having the bear face me.

"This," he said to me in a mysterious voice. "Is Reginald Bear. He's a pilot for a group of guys who help anyone who needs it." He handed him to me. "But he's decided that he wants to stay here and protect you." I smiled happily as I took the bear in my arms and held him tight.

"Thank you, Cap'n Murdock!" I said. "Thank you so much!" I released my grip on the bear and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing his cheek. A second later, Murdock returned my hug.

"Do me a favor, all right Kay?" he asked me. I looked up at him. "This is important, all right?" I nodded. "I want you to remember two things for me: first, there's fine line between brave and stupid- it shouldn't be crossed, unless you have a damn good reason."

"Gotcha," I said with a nod, not really understanding what that meant.

"And second," he continued. "If you ever need my help, Kay you come and find me. I'll always be there."

As the memories slowly drifted away, I looked up at Murdock and an unsure smile covered my face.

"I need your help, Murdock," I told him. "Really bad." He looked me dead in the eyes- it was as though he was looking into my soul, checking to see if I was for real. A moment later he nodded.

"All right Kay- let's call in the Cavalry."