When we ended the last chapter, Hogan had almost let the cat out of the bag.

"Nothing judge. I'm just blurting stuff out. I've been under lot of strain, lately."

"Whoa." Suddenly Susan felt dizzy. She was forced to grab Janet's arm to try and stop the room from spinning.

"You all right?" Janet asked.

"I… I think so. That was weird. For a moment there, I felt like I was somewhere else. No. Not somewhere else. I was here, but at another time."

Harry saw the commotion and asked what was going on. "Bull, get some water," he said.

"I'm think I'm all right," Susan insisted. "Man that was strange."

Denise, who was just sitting quietly, suddenly said, "I'm not feeling too good." She then bent over as spasms hit her stomach. Janet was getting worried.

Susan, who again felt sick, then moaned. "What's happening? Something's wrong."

Janet was beside herself. Her two friends were now clearly sick. Denise had doubled over and Susan was on the floor.

Harry came out from behind his desk and rushed over.

"Medic!"

Wilson sighed, and very slowly walked over. He glanced at the two women and gave an assessment.

"Looks like side effects, judge. Like we saw during the hearing and trial."

"Side effects." Janet remembered. "From what?"

"Hochstetter," Wilson said. "He shot them." Wilson did not know how he knew that, he just did.

"He couldn't have. He shot the colonel," Janet insisted.

"No, he shot them." Now Harry was sure.

Hogan's men now came over and looked.

"Why would he fire at the authors?" Carter asked. Feeling bad, he bent down and tried to help Susan, while LeBeau did the same for Denise.

"They were trying to stop him from shooting me," Hogan said quietly.

The two stricken women were beginning to recover. Carter and LeBeau helped them back into their seats.

"You two all right?" Harry asked. He was now experiencing flashbacks of the event.

"Oh, boy," Denise groaned.

"It was Hochstetter," Susan said with complete certainty. "He was going after Hogan. I saw the gun."

"I did too," Denise added. "We tried to warn him, right?"

"Yeah. We ran over there and he fired. That's all I remember," Susan answered.

"But, but…" Janet was frustrated. She was sure the Gestapo agent had shot and killed the colonel, in front of everyone. "How could he have shot these two and then killed the colonel, Judge? If you don't mind me asking?"

Hogan was watching this with great interest.

"I don't know." Harry was now confused.

"He was supposed to shoot me," Hogan stated. The colonel was afraid he was in big trouble.

"The story reset." Janet was trying to make some sense out of this weird scenario. "Hochstetter wrote it, but Susan and Denise screwed up the plot. He went back and rewrote it and made sure it happened the right way the next time. Yes. That has to be it."

"Pardon me, ma'am." Bull spoke up again. "How did he have access to a computer? He was tackled after he shot your friends." Bull was now getting flashbacks.

"That's right," Kinch agreed.

The discussion continued, but Hogan was strangely silent.

"Judge," Susan asked. "What did happen to Hochstetter after he killed the colonel?"

"He was arrested, and taken to jail, but he eventually went back to Hammelburg. We couldn't hold him. Jurisdiction problems. Different time. You know…."

"Understandable," Susan nodded in agreement.

"Did he ever admit to writing a story?" Denise asked.

"Nope. Kept denying it. Said he had no idea how to use a computer."

"Strange. Given his character, don't you think he'd be proud of his handiwork?" Janet asked Sue and Denise.

Both women agreed.

"Colonel. Do you agree?" Harry asked.

"What? Yes. Makes sense."

Wilson suddenly turned pale and slunk back towards where Hogan was sitting. They looked at each other and Wilson whispered in Hogan's ear. They started to have what appeared to the rest of the people in the courtroom, a heated argument.

"Excuse me…"

Hogan and Wilson continued their conversation.

"Excuse me!" Harry yelled. He grabbed the gavel and hit the desk. Everyone jumped. Hogan and Wilson stopped yammering and looked up at the now angry judge. "You two have something to share with the rest of the class?"

"No," Hogan answered. "Classified," he added for emphasis.

"Yeah, I bet. And I play quarterback for the Washington Redskins," Janet smirked.

Susan giggled, while Denise look miffed. She was still attempting to figure out how to get back on Hogan's good side. "It could be classified, you know!" She insisted. "How do you know that he's lying?"

"Denise, he may be a hero, but he's also a conniving con artist who will chase almost anything in a skirt. Face facts." Janet explained.

"She's right, Denise," Susan said. "But he is awfully sexy," she quickly added.

"Oh, brother. You two are impossible." Janet sat down in a huff.

Fortunately for Hogan and Wilson, a commotion at the back of the courtroom diverted everyone's attention. Two of Harry's deputies were dragging a woman, who from the looks of it, was not happy to be there.

"Here comes Oboe," Denise whispered to Sue.

"Wait till Hogan gets a hold of her again." Sue shuddered at the possibility.

"What the hell is going on? I didn't do anything," the woman insisted. "Who the hell are…" utter shock hit her face as her eyes fell upon the other people in the courtroom. Then she dropped down in a dead faint. Fortunately, Max, Harry's court clerk, was following the entourage and caught her.

"Oops," Harry said.

The three authors, knowing that another one of them had been snared, rushed over. Janet, who always seemed to be cool in a crisis, took over.

Harry walked over. The woman was coming around. "You all right, Miss?"

"I'm dreaming."

"No, I'm afraid it's not a dream." Sue approached. "Don't you remember being here before?"

The woman shook her head.

"The other authors must have lost their memories of the trial when we fiddled with the ending. Oh, well. Anyway…I'm Snooky. This is Bits and Pieces, and this is ColHogan, or Sue, Janet and Denise."

"Sue?" Oboe had corresponded with her personally, so she addressed the first familiar name. "What's going on?"

"In a nutshell, well, the characters from Hogan's Heroes got so fed up with all the torture, angst and drama and injuries; we, meaning us, plus a whole lot of others, who posted on the site, were actually somehow mysteriously transported to an alternate universe and put on trial."