"Haven't you ever wondered what Face is hiding?" Amy asked, sitting in Face's usually occupied seat.

She and Face had had an argument just after they'd finished their last job. Amy had never seen Face as angry as he had when she broached this same subject with the con man. Usually she appreciated Face's elusiveness. It was a challenge the reporter.

"We all have at some point." Hannibal confirmed.

"Facey doesn't like us prying to much though Chiquita. Prefers to keep something's secret." Murdock smiled comfortingly at her. He knew she must feel confused at the outburst Face had given her. Honestly, Face was probably over reacting it wasn't like Amy was asking anything too personal. Just about his childhood.

"What did ya' say to 'him anyway?" BA asked her. Amy flushed slightly.

"I told him I went to talk to Father Maghil." Hannibal frowned at this.

"And what did he say?" Amy looked down at her feet again.

"He told me that Face came to the orphanage when he was 6 and…"

"And…" Murdock prompted, curious to hear what the priest had said. Hannibal was curious to but at the same time a bit apprehensive.

They'd all wondered and on more than a few occasions Hannibal had considered just asking Father Maghil. Come on, the priest had raised Face but actually asking him. It was an invasion of the kid's privacy. One that Face wouldn't appreciate in the slightest. At least that explained why Face was so angry.

"He said…well he said that Face had spent a year in a physciatric ward before he came to the orphanage." That was news to them all. They'd always assumed Face had come to the orphanage when he was 5 but Face never did talk about it.

"Think we should ask 'im Hannibal." BA grunted. The big guy had a blank expression on his face but his eyes told Hannibal that he was as confused as the rest of them. Confused and curious.

"That's probably not a good idea, BA." Hannibal knew exactly what Face would say to them if he found at they knew.

"But Hannibal, he should explain…" Amy didn't have a chance to finish as Murdock cut in.

"If Faceman was gonna tell us he'd have already told us." BA nodded his agreement along with Hannibal.

"Face has always been private 'bout his childhood, Amy. Means he ain't gonna offer any explanation up."

"Anyway, if we said anything it's not likely Face will forgive us easily." Hannibal added onto BA's statement. "We should just drop it. As long as the past doesn't affect the future there's no need for us to know." Amy looked about ready to protest but a look from Murdock shut her up. She was just too curious for her own good.

The drive was silent after that. BA had already dropped Face off at his hotel room and was taking the rest of them back to their apartments and Murdock back at the VA.

All of them were thinking along the same lines though. What had happened to cause Face to end up in a physciatric ward?

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Face was fuming. Hell he was more than fuming. It was his private life; he didn't go digging into her life. Why did she have to go to Father Maghil? It didn't matter why no though. Not now she knew because she'd tell the rest of the team. They'd all know.

That period in his life was in the past. It was a time that Face didn't want to talk about. It was none of their damned business. Hell, Face didn't even think about it anymore. Really, he'd had enough to think about since joining the war. His childhood was just something he had pushed to the back of his mind. A place where he didn't go near. It was where everything horrible that had happened to him went. There so he couldn't think about it.

But now he was. Two words. That's all it took to bring back the memories. Two words. Collapsing onto the bed, Face closed his eyes trying to shove the memories back. The pain. The dark. The people. Their faces where as clear as if he was there now. No. Face wouldn't allow himself to think of it.

No, Face needed to keep a level head. There was no way he was about to let any of them know the truth. They could ask their questions all they wanted but Face wasn't about to let them know. He'd shrug them off like he so often did when asked about his childhood. All he had to do was lock the memories away again.

The phone ringing made Face jump a mile. Taking a calming breathe Face picked the phone up.

"You alright Face?" It was Hannibal. Amy had told them.

"Amy tell you." It was more statement that question.

"Look, kid…we aren't going to force you to tell us anything but…"

"Good because I'm not about to tell you anything." Face's voice was harsher than he had wanted it to be but the fact remained. It was his past not theirs. And it was private.

"If you do though we're here." Face sighed.

"I've dealt with it for this long so I don't need to talk about it. Now is that it Hannibal?" He could hear Hannibal sighing on the other end of the phone but didn't comment.

"Call in's the usual time and Amy didn't mean to offend you."

"I know." Face said before hanging the phone up. He really didn't want to talk about this. Didn't even want to think about it.

That night Face fell into a restless sleep. It was dark. So dark and there were people staring at him. Wearing white coats, muttering in low voices. He couldn't move. They were injecting something into his arm. Fighting against the oncoming blackness, Face saw the scene change before his eyes.

A woman was walking away. Face could see her. He knew her face, knew who she was but he couldn't do anything. He couldn't move. Everything was screaming at him to follow the woman but he couldn't make his legs work.

Eyes opening, Face sat up in bed, breathing heavily. The memories kept playing over and over in his head. Everything. Over and over again. Hot tears were building in his eyes but Face wasn't about to let them fall. It was just a dream. Just a dream.

But it wasn't. Once that had been his life. That had happened. That and worse.