Skull in the Den

by Trekkiehood

Hogan thinks everything has returned to normal after his run-in with the Red Skull. He is quickly proven wrong by the German's unannounced appearance at Stalag 13. Is he here to reveal Hogan's operation? Or is Schmidt here just to mess with Papa's head? To be honest, Hogan doesn't know what's worse. Sequel to Papa and the Skull I do not own Hogan's Heroes.

1. Chapter 1

Hey guys! This is a sequel to Papa and the Skull as requested by Thomas Droven ( ). I hope it is up to your expectations!

I hope to write more tomorrow, but this is the first chapter.

Thanks so much for your patience!

God bless,

Trekkiehood

~TH~

"Colonel," Kinch said poking his head into Hogan's room, "A staff car just pulled up and someone went into Klink's office.."

"Oh?" Hogan said getting off of his bunk and getting the coffee pot. "Anyone we know?"

Kinch shook his head as he entered the room, "It's no one I recognize."

"Well then, let's see what our lovely Kommendant has to say." He plugged in the listening device.

"So Klink, you're in charge of this Stalag." The unknown voice came through. Hogan paled considerably.

"Sir?" Kinch asked. Hogan waved his hand and continued to listen.

"Ah, yes, Gruppenführer Schmidt," Klink answered sounding surprised. "Wha-what brings you to our fine Stalag?"

"Well, Colonel, many things. You, for one."

"M-me?" Klink began to sound panicked, "I assure you, sir, everything is exactly how it should be and I-"

Schmidt's laugh caused chills to run down Hogan's spine. "Oh no Colonel, you've done nothing wrong. I simply wanted to commend you on how wonderfully you run this Stalag. It is one of the bests in all of Germany."

Hogan rolled his eyes as he imagined Klink puffing out his chest like a proud peacock. "Oh, yes sir. No escapes! Not a single escape! Not many Stalags can say that!"

"You are right Klink, only you. But, there is another reason I came here." Hogan tensed, he had a feeling he knew what was coming.

"Oh, of course of course, what is it that you need?" Klink bubbled.

"I wish to speak to your Col. Hogan." Kinch gave Hogan a look. The colonel ignored it.

"What do you want to talk to him for? He is nothing but an ordinary prisoner!"

"He is anything but ordinary Klink. I wish to speak with him. He is still here, is he not?"

Klink's voice once again began to waver, "Well, um, yes, of course. Schultz!"

Hogan unplugged the coffee pot. There was silence as Hogan leaned on the desk, hiding his face with his hands.

"Colonel?" Kinch prodded gently.

"GruppenführerJohann Schmidt, otherwise known as the Red Skull." he finally answered.

Kinch gaped. "The leader of Hydra?"

"Yeah,"

"How-?"

Hogan sighed, "You remember a couple of months ago when I was captured on the sabotage mission?" Kinch nodded, "It was Schmidt. He somehow knows all about our operation. He let me go, but he knows who I am. I don't know why he's here or what he wants. But if he's here reveal the operation..." His voice trailed off.

"I understand sir,"

Hogan clapped him on the back, "Good man,"

They could hear the sound of the outer door swinging open. "Col. Hogan!" Schultz yelled. "Col Hogan!"

"Well," Hogan said rising, "time to face the music."

~TH~

Whelp, there's the first, rather short chapter. But you gotta start somewhere, right?

Let me know what you think!

God bless,

Trekkiehood