Just an idea I had. Hope you enjoy this story. In this story the war has been on 4 years, Hogan has been in Stalag 13 3 years and its set during the 1st Season as that is all I have watched so far. Hogan is 34 and Newkirk is 25 (for simplicity's sake).

Chapter One

New Prisoner

Hogan was down in the tunnel with Kinch, radioing London with some of the latest news that Klink had accidently revealed from Berlin.

"Colonel, Klink wants to see you. Schultz says it's important." Newkirk announced as he jogged into the Tunnel. Hogan sighed and finished the message. "Let's go see then."

Hogan knocked on the door to Klink's office. "Come in." Klink called. Hogan entered to see a young soldier standing before Klink's desk. "You wanted to see me, Sir?" He asked.

"Ah, yes. Colonel Hogan. We have a new prisoner today. Private Sam Smith was being held at Stalag 10, but kept escaping after his capture 3 months ago. He has been sent to Stalag 13 to stop escaping." Klink explained. "After all, No-one has ever escaped from Stalag 13." He added proudly.

Hogan rolled his eyes. 'We escape all the time.' He thought. "Not for trying, sir." He protested. Klink smirked. "Trying, Hogan. That's all it will ever be. Trying."

"Yes sir." Hogan replied. "Now, let me just finish up with this prisoner and he shall be sent to your barracks." Klink told him. "Dismissed."

Hogan winked at Helga as he passed before entering his barracks. All the men were waiting for him round the small table next to the heater.

"What did he want Colonel?" LeBeau asked. "A new prisoner. A Private who rebelled at his last camp has been sent here." Hogan told them, taking his seat at the table next to Newkirk.

"So what do we do, Colonel?" Carter asked. "The usual. We test him and then, if proven worthy, show him the whole operation." Hogan told them, drinking deeply from the mug placed in front of him.

Sam was dismissed from Klink's office and led across the courtyard to the Barracks directly opposite the Commandant's office. The door was opened and a short Frenchman greeted Schultz before leading the new soldier inside.

Hogan was mulling over some questions to ask when the door was opened and LeBeau led the new recruit into his office. "Ah, LeBeau. I see you have the new prisoner. Good, good. You may leave." He greeted. "Oui, Colonel." LeBeau grinned as he left.

Hogan looked over Sam with a keen eye. "How old are you, Private?" He asked. "Seventeen, sir." Sam replied. "Very good. You came from Stalag 10?" Hogan tried again. "Yes, sir."

"Is Sergeant Wilkes still there? You know, from the 6th Brigade?" Hogan questioned, knowing there was no Sergeant Wilkes at Stalag 10. "There never was a Sergeant Wilkes, sir." Sam replied.

One point to the newbie. "How about Colonel Mason? He was in the 8th Brigade." This time there was a real Colonel Mason, but he wasn't in the 8th Brigade. He was leading the new forces.

"He wasn't in the 8th Brigade, sir. He led my group, sir, and he was killed when we were shot down." Sam replied with remorse.

Hogan felt a twinge of sadness, but continued the questions. After about five minutes of endless questions and not one wrong answer, Hogan declared Private Sam Smith to be safe.

"Well done Private Smith, you just passed. It's a routine thing to weed out spies." Hogan announced. "Very good, sir." Sam praised. "Now for introductions. I am…" Hogan began.

"Colonel Robert E. Hogan, husband to May J. Hogan and father to Samantha L. Hogan." Sam interrupted, reciting who Hogan was as if off by heart.

"How do you know all that?" Hogan asked immediately suspicious. No-one knew that he had married at 17 to May, or that they had a daughter who was 17 herself. No-one.

"My name isn't Sam Smith, sir. I took the surname Smith as it was my mother's maiden name." Sam began. "My mother's name was May Jane Hogan, nee Smith. I am Samantha Lily Hogan."
"No, you can't be. I would recognise my own daughter. Besides, you are a man." Hogan snapped. Sam pulled of the cap and fiddled with her hair. She pulled out pins and then pulled of her hair.

After a few more pins were taken out, long brown curls cascaded down her back to four inches above her waist. "Hello, father."
Underground, Newkirk, LeBeau, Carter and Kinch were listening into the conversation as by Hogan's orders. It was customary for them to listen when he questioned a new prisoner. Their eyes grew wide at the information that Private Smith wasn't a man and was the daughter of Colonel Hogan.

"Never saw that coming." LeBeau exclaimed, shaking his head. "We'd better get up there and check on Colonel Hogan." Newkirk added.

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