Lasting Impressions

Title: Lasting Impressions

Author: Bobbleheadcollection

Rating: Plan and simple fluff

Pairing: right now I'm going to start out with Carter and Newkirk I know what you might be thinking but just read it gets intense

Warning: I'm putting this up now I love Hogans Heroes and this will be the first Hogan fic I will be ever doing so I might be a little sloppy when comes to writing this. I do not own Hogans Heroes, I love Richard Dawnson, and Larry Hovis great people so this is just one of those things where I am just winging it. However, there will be a story where Newkirk's past does come back and it pretty complicated! FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO HAD COMPLAIN OF MY GRAMMER AND SPELLING ITS FIX NOW STOP COMPLAING IM TO BUSY TO DO IT FIRST HANDED I TRY AS BEST I COULD FOR THE TIME LIMIT I have!

I should not feel anything for him. I mean this feeling, why is it there, is it what he said or was it something did. I mean he's like a brother to me even though he did screw up everything in sight, but what am I feeling like this I shouldn't feel like this... to him.

Newkirk lay in his bed staring into the darkness, his mind-running wild with confusion, not knowing what to do. He sits up, looks around in the darkness, and hopped down quietly on the cold wooden floor of the barracks. He sat down on the picnic table, smoke and drank his coffee, and stared at the man who was making his mind run like crazy. He could not stand it anymore so he changed into his uniform, and sat back down at the Picnic table and listen. He heard the silent breathing of the men who lay asleep silently. He stared at the man was doing this to him, he knows that whatever this feeling is he knows that he shouldn't have for this man or any man. Even though they go on sabotage mission he always worry, because that what a team mate dose. Newkirk took a sip of his coffee, when the door of colonel Hogan's opens. Peering out of his door was Hogan he stared at Newkirk and Newkirk stared right on back. Hogan waved at Newkirk to come to his room. Therefore, Newkirk silently stood from his seat and quietly patted his way across the room. Newkirk entered the room and closed the door. He turned around as Colonel Hogan turned on the desk lamp so it would not wake anyone from the other room.

"So Newkirk what are you doing up." Hogan asks as he pulled on his robe. It had seemed that Newkirk stirring had awakened the Colonel. Newkirk lean against the wall, his coffee mug still in hand.

"I...I just couldn't sleep, colonel," Newkirk said not really wanting to talk about his situation he was having. Hogan looked at Newkirk, sat on a stool at the wooden desk, and pulled one up in front of him.

"Have a seat Newkirk, there something on your mind, and its bothering you." Newkirk looked at Colonel straight in the eyes and sat down. The room was silent for a couple seconds before Colonel Hogan spoke again. "Newkirk, is this have to do with what Carter said?" Newkirk looked up from where he was staring since Hogan's piercing blue eyes. Hogan nodded and Newkirk looked away. "Newkirk, tell me what your feeling right now"

"Well colonel, I'm confuse enough as it is. Trying to explain this out loud is going make me sound like a bloody fool!" Newkirk exclaimed in a yelling whisper. Colonel smiled and this smile made Newkirk calm down, it was a gentle smile that said, 'I won't tell anyone.' "Colonel what Carter said I think I've fallen?" Newkirk stood up and lean against the bunk post facing the corner not wanting to be expose to his Colonel about his personal feelings. The next thing Newkirk new Hogan had a hand on his shoulder.

"Listen Newkirk, I'm not going to tell anyone else, alright, and I won't think of you any differently if you truly think of Carter like that." Newkirk turned around and took a deep breathe. He looked up at his Colonel who was waiting for something, but Newkirk did not know what to say. Therefore, Hogan walked back to his seat at the desk and stared at Newkirk who was peering down at the floor. "Newkirk you know if you really want to know if you truly like Carter the way you might be feeling, consider a few thing."

Newkirk looked up and crooked his eyebrow, "What few thing colonel?"

"Well one what is Carter to you? Is he a friend or a brother to you, or something else?" Hogan was trying to get Newkirk to open up a little more because, he to was curious about his English friend, he very good at boasting a lot and never afraid to admit to it, but is there another side to him the Hogan doesn't know?

"Well, Carter is a ..... Well before he was like a younger stupid brother that I've never really had, but after what he said, I'm just all confused now, I can't think straight." Newkirk sat down on the bottom bunk; resting his arms on his knees, he cradled his head in his hands. Hogan started to tap his pencil a common thing for a former drummer to do when they cannot think of anything.

"Newkirk, do you believe that you might like women anymore?" Newkirk jaw drop when he heard this. Colonel Hogan knew he would get a response like this, Newkirk could not he loved women to much. "Newkirk you shouldn't worry yourself like this, I think Carter probably had forgotten already, I mean Carter is... Well he's Carter so he's probably for gotten all about it already alright?"

"Right, colonel, I think I'll try to get some sleep a little bit more before everyone wakes up." Newkirk stood up and Hogan clicks the light off. When Newkirk was at the door, he turned around and in the darkness to fine Hogan's eyes. "Colonel, what about you have you've ever wonder that maybe?" Newkirk stop dead in the middle of his sentence in fear that he might offend the Colonel and might be knock down to private.

Colonel Hogan leans against the door with his right shoulder his brown eyes stared at Newkirk's green ivory eyes. "Newkirk, I never really thought of it. I mean if you are truly curious ask me anything..." There was a pause of silence and then Newkirk, said something that Hogan laughed and Newkirk smiled. Then the next thing Newkirk knew, he felt warm lips pressing gently against his, and then they pulled away.

"Co-lo-nel, I...I..." Hogan opens the door and gently shoved Newkirk out and shut the door. Newkirk stood staring at the door, for a couple of minutes and when he turned around, he came face to face with Carter. He stood there with a cigarette in his hand offering them to Newkirk. Everyone was still asleep and it was still dark out. Newkirk took the cigarette from the smiling sergeant who was dress in his spare jumper which he undid the top and was wearing his brown shirt. "Thanks Andrew," Newkirk stuck the cigarette in between his lips and started searching a match but Carter already had one and was handing it to him. They both went and sat down at the picnic table. "Andrew why are you up so late."

"Well something been bothering and I need to ask you." Carter said staring at Newkirk.

"Well Andrew you know you can ask me anything you want." Newkirk smiled and took a drag of his cigarette.

"Well I wanted to ask you about what happen earlier." Carter said looking down at the table. Newkirk eyes got big and he swallowed hard. Carter saw this and took a deep breath.

Well my fellow readers this is as far as I have gotten, right now i think its turning out pretty good let me know off your thoughts.

There is a Second Chapter coming *Promise* I'll be working in library on the computer if the old bat librarian stop staring over my shoulder I HATE IT!

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