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The Overboard AU I’ve been struggling to write!

I’m putting out the first bit for now. Unfinished as of now.

I’m a terrible writer so... but this is mostly based on the classic episode “Strictly Business” but instead of all that silly, Oh I’m Macgyver~ business... why not just say hey, that dude’s my boyfriend? Let me take him home? But also, Modern Macgyver means Murdoc has a child. So... Overboard it is.

Macgyver’s disappearance has been weighing heavily on his friends. It had been a long week of investigating what happened after his car crashed, but the leads have dried up. While Matty checks in with the overnight agents in charge, a phone call comes in on the line normally reserved for Macgyver or other field agents. Matty connects, hoping to see Macgyver’s face, but feels disappointment at the actual respondent. “You.”

“Me.” Murdoc says. “Before you go any further, I am sending you my location. Please, please come get Macgyver. He’s completely fine... just amnesiac.”

“What’s the catch, Murdoc?”

“I’d like to not be arrested? Cassian and I will be relocating while you come pick up the boy scout.”

“So why give him back now?” As Matty asks this, Murdoc looks flustered, and he turns away from the camera for a moment.

“This might come as a bit of a shock, but Cassian might have told Macgyver that he’s my special friend.”

 “Alright Kiddo, we need to get out of here.” He tells Cassian in the back seat. Accelerating he heads towards his intended destination wondering about how long it will take to get there when he hears his son pipe up.

“What about your friend?” Murdoc’s clench up on the steering wheel, and the gloves slide a little as his fingers dig in. Of course his son would remember Macgyver from saving him from their little trip to South America.

“There’ll be an ambulance soon, Cassian. He should be fine.” Murdoc knows that’s not going to stop his son’s line of questioning.

“Dad, he could be hurt.” Murdoc groans at how his son’s words play at his heart strings. This was after all, someone who considers Murdoc a nuisance, or maybe even a nemesis. “We should go back and check on him dad.” Murdoc knew this would not be the end of it, and he should at least make sure the accident hadn’t started a fire. Slowing his car down, Murdoc pulls a u-turn to position himself closer to the accident. As they approach the accident, Macgyver has already freed himself and is standing at the side of the road.

“See, he’s fine.” Murdoc says before feeling unsettled as Macgyver begins to wave his arms at them. He rolls down his window, and he gets the surprise of a lifetime as Macgyver starts talking.

“Hey, you’ve got to help me. My car is wrecked and I think I hit my head.”

“Oh Angus, have you forgotten me? I’m hurt.” Angus gives Murdoc a long and thorough look through the open window. After looking for oncoming traffic, he crosses to Murdoc’s window, and Murdoc spots a bright cut over his eyebrow and cheekbone. “You have, haven’t you?”

“Who are you?” asks Macgyver. As Murdoc considers his options, Cassian pipes up.

“This is my dad, Murdoc, and I think he’s your boyfriend.” Murdoc chokes on his saliva for a moment, as Murdoc tries to figure out how his son drew this conclusion. It’s not accurate to his relationship, but he lets his son continue. “He says you’re his special friend, and that you go on adventures together.” Well, that is accurate, Murdoc thinks.

“Special friend?” Matty asks.

“Boyfrienddddd....” Murdoc whispers while turning flush. Matty laughs.

“You can’t be serious.”

“I am. I thought he’d remember sooner, or want to talk to you lot, much earlier. But here we are, and he’s...” Murdoc trails off in the video call, and Matty sees him gaze off camera. “Anyway, he decided he wanted to come with us.”

“Were we going somewhere together?” Angus asks.

“You were following us.” Murdoc states. Technically true. “I’m headed to a new job out of state. I think you were upset that I was leaving.” Escaping a prison.

“Why don’t you come with us?” Cassian asks. “At least into the next city. I’ll let you ride up front with my dad.”

Angus joins them in the car. “You call me Murdoc, but my first name is Dennis. Your name is Angus Macgyver.” Murdoc sees some recognition in Macgyver’s eyes. “Let's get you to a doctor, boy scout.” Angus looks disapproving of this nickname. “Oh good, you seem to have some sense of yourself.” Murdoc once again pulls a u-turn to head in their intended route.

“Hey dad?”

“Yeah kiddo?”

“I’d be really happy if Macgyver came to live with us. He was so nice in Columbia. You know, with Mommy.” Murdoc feels his hands clench the steering wheel tightly as he navigates the mountainous hills.

“Well, that’s up to Mr. Macgyver.” Murdoc clenches his teeth, just knowing what’s coming next.

“I mean, as long as the doctors say I can, sure.”

“I was hoping the doctors would want to run a CT scan or I could leave him for observation, but no luck. We were on our way. Then I stopped for the night, but... you didn’t come for us.” Murdoc explains over the video call. 

The next city’s doctors rubber stamp Macgyver as good to go. They note that spending time with close friends and loved ones can help jar memories loose, but warned not to overdo memory lane.

With nothing but open road ahead of them, Murdoc rents a hotel room for the three of them. “Let’s get you to bed before our long drive.”

“Sounds good Dennis.” The hotel room is very dated, thanks to the small town nature. Murdoc sets up his side of the room, realizing shortly that Macgyver needs toiletries as well as additional clothes.

“Alright, you two put on a movie or something. I’m going to get some supplies and dinner.” Murdoc noted concern in Cassian’s eyes. “Don’t worry, Macgyver will keep you safe. But he needs pajamas.” Cassian smiles, turns on the television and thinks nothing of it. “Call me if you need anything.”

Murdoc returns with clothing relatively close to Macgyver’s size. He also brings burgers and milkshakes. It’s an easy way to make his son happy, and Murdoc’s glad that it works. Macgyver seems happy with his new assortment of flannel shirts, nerd shirts, pajamas, and toothbrush. As they eat, Murdoc tries to piece together the movie on the small television set. It’s utterly terrible but Cassian and Macgyver seem to be enjoying it. Murdoc pulls the chair in the room over between the two beds to watch the television. The music swells as the heroes triumph, and the lead characters turn to each other and kiss. Unexpectedly, Cassian does not seem to mind. “Hey bud, when did you move past the girls and kissing are icky phase?”

“After I got to see you, Mommy, and Macgyver on that trip. Macgyver worked so hard to get me. Mom just left.” Cassian said. 

“Mommy had to go on a business trip kiddo.”

“Dad, I’m not a little kid. I know what you and mom do. I know what Macgyver does. I know Mom’s going to be gone forever.” Cassian didn’t seem to be as sad as Murdoc thinks he should be.

“Cassian, I’d still keep an eye out for Mom. She’s always a surprise if nothing else.” Murdoc spared a slight glance to see Macgyver’s expression, but he was not looking towards Murdoc and his son, but towards the window. Outside appears to have police lights. “Shi---, Macgyver you’re fine. I’m fine. Everything’s fine. The cops probably aren’t here for us.”

“Why would they be here for us?” Macgyver asks.

“We forgot to tell his friends he’s okay!” Cassian says with sudden clarity.

“Oh. Right. We’ll call in the morning. Time for bed sport.” Cassian frowns, but heads off to get ready for bed. Macgyver is at the window peeking through the curtains. “What are they up to out there?”

“Busting some dude and a pretty lady.” The wheels turn in Murdoc’s head a little faster than Macgyver’s bruised one. He’s clicked on the sketchy hotel and pretty lady as Macgyver closes the blinds and says “Oh.” Murdoc stands up and puts the chair back in the corner of the room. Macgyver moves away from the window and towards the things Murdoc bought for him. He pulls out the pajamas and turns to Murdoc. “Am I a night showerer, or a morning showerer?” Murdoc’s at a bit of a loss.

“Nighttime I think. We’re not cohabitating so your guess is as good as mine.” Macgyver frowns, and gets his things ready for a shower. Cassian returns, ready for bed, and Macgyver goes to use the bathroom. “Do you need a bedtime story?” Cassian laughs.

“Not really dad.” Cassian climbs into one of the beds. “What are you going to do when we get there?”

“That will depend on Macgyver and if he starts to remember. I don’t think we can keep him forever.” The water for the shower comes on, so Murdoc flips to the news stations for a quick check to see if he’s been blown. Luckily, there didn’t seem to be a manhunt in progress for any of the three of them, likely because Phoenix didn’t want anyone trying to stop Murdoc thmself. As Macgyver returns, Murdoc turns off the tv and presses a quick kiss to Cassian’s forehead as he sits on the edge of the bed. “Night Cassian.”

“Hey dad, instead of a bedtime story, can I have a you and Macgyver story?”

“Cassian’s going to be pissed when he figures out what I’ve done.”

“Why?” Matty asks.

“He really does think Macgyver’s my boyfriend, and I’m not entirely sure why. Also he likes this school. And my non murder job.”

“Your what?”

“My job that’s completely murder free. It’d be legal, except I’m using a false identity. While I’m really good at the murder, I wanted something more stable for my son.” Murdoc shugs, and Matty’s mildly impressed. “It just felt like a good move for now, after removing myself from that prison.”

“Sure, we’ll fight over that later. Why do you think Macgyver stayed?”

“Anything specific?” Murdoc asks.

“How did you first meet?” Cassian asks.

“Well, I was working at a museum. Angus was also at the museum working, and sparks flew.” He looks to see Macgyver blush slightly.

“Sparks flew? For real?” Cassian asks.

“Oh, he definitely made sure of that. Then he couldn’t stop following me.” Cassian frowns. “He made me rockets from wine bottles later. He’s quite fun at parties. But as things go, Macgyver definitely came out ahead that time. Only one of us got his job done, but I definitely found something I hadn’t before.”

“What?” Asks Macgyver this time.

“Love. Just kidding,” Murdoc sees Macgyver roll his eyes. “ I found someone interesting, and new. People tend to bore me. Not you kiddo, and definitely not Handsome.”

“We had some early roadbumps. Things that had you known we were together, probably would have signalled our location.”

“Like what, what’d we miss?” asks Matty.

“Did the gas station attendant not report the attempted robbery?”

At the first sign of needing gas, Murdoc feels a little worry in the back of his mind that this will be when Phoenix storms in and takes him back. He puts the thought away, and gives Macgyver and Cassian a twenty to spend on snacks. Murdoc stands pumping gas by himself, looking for operatives, and wary of everything going on. After his tank is full, he moves his car to the station parking and heads in to see what’s taking them so long.

As he opens the front door, Murdoc sees the issue. As the cashier moves at a leisurely pace, a man in front of the cashier holds a firearm in such a way that implies a robbery, but also that he’s not skilled at using firearms. Macgyver and Cassian appear aware of the situation but standing far enough away that Murdoc feels comfortable stepping into the store. “Greetings, it seems like this is your first rodeo.” The gunman immediately swings his gaze and weapon towards Murdoc. “Well that’s just unkind, I was going to give you some professional tips, man to man.” Murdoc gestures, and lets his weight rest from foot to foot. “But you’re holding up my roadtrip, and I’ve got places to be, people to see.” Murdoc winks at Macgyver in the back of the store. The gunman starts to swivel, and Murdoc quickly disarms him. “So, if you could call the authorities and turn in this weapon for me, that’d be great.” He tells the clerk placing the gun on the counter. “Safety’s on, so you should be okay placing that somewhere out of reach. And you mister, shame on you for being so bad at this.” Murdoc still has one hand on the man, who tries to swing a punch. Blocking the punch, Murdoc returns the favor and lands a good one against his head. He settles down and Murdoc releases him. “Boy scout, come pay for your snacks, and lets get going.”

There’s a look of disbelief on Macgyver’s face, and then he and Cassian come forward with their snacks. Cassian even grabbed Murdoc’s favorite roadtrip beverage. “Do you call me boy scout a lot?” Macgyver asks, placing everything on the counter. Murdoc thinks for a moment.

“Somewhat I’d say. Did that kick something loose?” Murdoc asks as the cashier rings in everything. Macgyver shakes his head.

“Not really a memory, but a feeling.” Murdoc feels something warm bloom low in his gut. “I’m not sure what kind of a feeling, but it felt familiar.” Macgyver pays for everything, and they’re on their way again. 

“I’m glad your body remembers me at least, if not your brain.” Murdoc says as they’re on the highway. “Your guts didn’t forget what we have.”

“I guess not, Dennis.” Macgyver says, and he leans a bit and pats Murdoc’s knee warmly. Murdoc tries not to focus on the hand on his leg, but it feels so right, but also so impossibly warm. After a moment Macgyver returns his hand back to resting on his own leg, and Murdoc definitely feels a loss that he will ignore for the rest of his life.

“The one foiled by some creepy dude in leather gloves was you?” Murdoc notes a hint of incredulity in her voice.

“Yes. He was holding the line up, and I sent the boys in to get snacks. Very rude.”

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