Colonel Hogan was laying on the ground, covered in blood. Hoffstetter was just about ready to shoot Hogan with a pistol, but when he saw Klink, he froze.
"Uh, come with me Klink. We can look over the official that the cell door slammed shut, both Kinch and Wilson were on their knees next to Hogan.
Kinch carefully lifted his Colonel up and laid him in his lap gently.
Wilson took Hogan's pulse and sighed with relief at FINDING one. He then stroked the Colonel's forehead, only to find it hot with fever.
Kinch pulled a scrap of cloth out of Wilson's bag, wet it, and started to wipe the blood of Hogan's face with it. "Oh Colonel." Kinch sighed. Kinch paused, re-wet the cloth, and continued cleaning up the Colonel.
Just then, a small moan came from Hogan.
Kinch instantly put the rag away and turned his attention to soothing the Colonel, whom had cracked his eyes open a crack and was starting to tremble.
Hogan was scared. He was being held by someone, and there was another person there too. He tried to get away, but he was too weak.
"Don't worry Colonel. It's just us. It's ok. Wilson is here. It's ok." Kinch said in a soothing voice, sensing his Colonel's panic. "You'll be ok Colonel."
"Kinch?" Hogan whispered weakly, recognizing his Sargent's voice.
Kinch smiled and gave Hogan's hand a reassuring squeeze. "Yeah, Colonel. It's me." The Sargent said.
Colonel Hogan clung onto Kinch's hand and sighed. He finally knew that everything would be ok.
Just then the door opened. Hogan flinched. Kinch looked at his CO with concern. Seconds later, Kinch realized why his Colonel was panicking. Hoffstetter would enter the cell, and then Hogan would be in pain. After sometime, the door's slam meant pain to Colonel Hogan. Kinch looked at his CO. It was obvious that he was uncomfortable. Kinch gently soothed Hogan. "Colonel, relax. We'll protect you."
Hearing Kinch's voice, Hogan calmed down somewhat.
Klink shook his head. He was stunned at how bad Hogan's condition was.
"Sargent Wilson, Sargent Kinchloe, Colonel Hogan has been returned to us. How bad is it?" Klink asked.
"From what I can tell, Colonel Hogan has been beaten, and has a fever, amongst other things. I will need to examine him again once we get back to Stallag 13."
Klink sighed. "Very well. Sargent Kinchloe, bring Hogan out to the truck. Shultz is waiting."
Kinch gently lifted Colonel Hogan, whom was still clinging onto his hand. Once Hogan was safely in his arms, Kinch followed Klink, with Wilson fussing over Hogan the entire time.
Once they got out of Gestapo HQ, Kinch and Wilson headed over to the truck.
Shultz ran (Ok, WADDLED!) Over to them.
"What happened? Is Colonel Hogan all right?" Shultz exclaimed.
Kinch laid Hogan down in the truck, with Wilson hovering over him.
"Shultz, don't worry. Wilson is here to take care of the Colonel." Kinch replied.
Once Klink got to the truck, they started home to Stallag 13.
"Here they come!" exclaimed Lebau, who was watching the door. "They've got the Colonel!"
Newkirk jumped off of his bunk and ran over to the door.
Carter ran and checked Hogan's quarters to make sure that everything was ready for Wilson to take care of Hogan.
Lebau opened the door for Kinch as he entered the Barracks, still carrying Hogan, who still had a death grip on Kinch's hand.
Newkirk gasped when he saw his CO.
"Guvner! Blimey, Kinch, is 'e even breathing?" Newkirk exclaimed.
"Just barely." came from Wilson. "I think that might be a good thing, so I actually MIGHT be able to treat him."
Newkirk smiled faintly, and then went into Hogan's quarters.
Kinch had laid Hogan down on the lower bunk, and was now sitting down, waiting for Wilson.
Newkirk slowly approached Colonel Hogan. Once he was in front of his Colonel, he sighed and picked up his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Oh Guv. What did they to to ya?" he asked softly, struggling to contain his emotions.
A groan was his response.
"Guv?"
The answer was another, louder moan.
"Guvner, please don't worry none. We'll p'tct ya Guv. Promise."
Hogan's head moved slightly twords Newkirk, and his eyes opened a crack.
"Newkirk?" Hogan whispered."I-iis that you?"
The Corporal grinned.
"Yeah Guv. I'm 'ere."
Just then Wilson came into the room, finally having found his medical bag.
"'Ello Joe. The Guvner was just awake."
Newkirk glanced over at Hogan, who had fallen asleep again.
Wilson smiled and began to examine the Colonel's many wounds.
Colonel Hogan let out a moan. He could barely even THINK. It felt like his brain was somewhere far, FAR away. On top of that, his entire body felt numb. He sighed and let out another cry of pain as his ribs protested the sigh.
Hogan felt himself be raised slightly. A glass of something was held up to his lips. When Hogan opened his eyes to find out what was going on, he found that Newkirk was the one holding him up and trying to make him drink the water.
Hogan gratefully drank the entire glass, and managed a small smile as his Corporal laid him down.
Newkirk grinned at seeing that Hogan was finally awake. It had been 36 hours since Wilson had finished treating the Colonel.
Back in Gestapo HQ, Magior Hoffstetter was torn with emotions. On one hand, he had obeyed part of Himmler's orders, but he had not had a chance to question Hogan.
He had been ordered to try a new technique of interrogation, but Klink and Burcholder had taken Hogan away before he had the chance to question him. The only reason that he could not go get Hogan was that the project was TOP secret.
From what he could tell, the method of breaking down the prisoner's spirit before questioning worked.
"If only I could have questioned Hogan about being Papa Bear. In his state of mind, he would have cracked!" Hoffstetter ranted to nobody in particular.
Kinch grabbed his pencil and notepad as the radio suddenly came to life.
"Mamma Bear calling Papa Bear, over."
"This is Papa Bear. Go ahead Mamma Bear." Kinch replied as a voice came from the speaker.
"Good show old man. We just got word that Hogan was being used for an interrogational experiment. Is he all right?"
Kinch froze. Was that why Colonel Hogan was nearly killed by Hoffstetter?!
"Who was testing the technique?"Kinch demanded.
"According to our information, it was assigned to Magior Hoffstetter. Why?"
"Papa Bear over and out!" Kinch cried, and after turning off the microphone and having Baker watch the radio, he ran up to Hogan's quarters.
