"Oh come on Delma, a little bit of water isn't going to hurt you." As the men were walking to the river, Omar willingly held the young girl in his arms. Within a few minutes, she was asleep but upon waking and finding herself staring down at a river, she clung to the young Private's neck like it was the end of the world.

"You see, it isn't so bad…" Omar started to walk in towards the water causing Delma to whimper.

"Okay, okay…I'll back up." Donny put a hand to his face.

"You're never gonna get her to take a bath that way! Look, if she doesn't like baths then ya hafta force her in. Besides, with the way you've been treatin' her, the lil' thing's gonna get spoiled." Donny walked over and took (well, more like yanked) Delma away from Omar and carried her sideways like she was a gun, causing her to cry.

"C'mon you, in ya go!" He swung her (gently) into the river and she landed with a splash. After a couple of minutes, she slowly came up with a frown on her face.

"Onkel Dondon ist mittler!" (Uncle Dondon is mean!) Wicki laughed and explained to the two what she said. Donny rolled his eyes and splashed a bit of water her way.

"Hey, non o' that. Now get cleaned up so we can get outa here."

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Aldo watched the four from afar as he, Hugo, Utivich, and Hirschberg kept eyes opened and discussed plans.

"Hirschberg, gimme that map." Hirschberg dug around in his p ockets for a bit, and then pulled out a map of France. He unfolded it and handed it to his Lieutenant.

"Now, we're outside the Northern part of Paris. The car that was holdin' Delma was also comin' somewhere in that direction. We gotta back track to the road and stop at the nearest town to interrogate. Seems to me, that town will be "Clichy", right 'ere." He pointed his finger at a small town on the map.

"We can't just go waltzing in the town though…suppose someone actually recognizes Delma?" Utivich spoke up. His eyes wandered to the river with concern.

"Well, that's where Wicki and Hugo are gonna come in." Hugo didn't say anything, but the look he gave to his boss was a definite sign of killing.

"You two are the only people who speak more than one language in this goddamn squad. No complainin' soldier." Hugo gave a small huff and looked back down again.

"The rest of us are gonna be outside of the town, as usual. The two should be back 'round dusk."

"We're gonna be back to killin' Nazis in the meantime, sir?" Hirschberg's eyes looked hopeful.

"If any come are way, then yes."

"Then it sounds like a good plan to me." A splash was heard from the river and the men turned to find Donny and Wicki laughing…and Omar dripping wet in the river.

"Delma, come on get out already! Donny help me!"

"Y-you got into that m-mess, now you gotta, g-get out." The Sergeant could barely muster out his sentence from laughing so much. Utivich turned his eyes to Aldo.

"She's been a ball of sunshine now, but what'll happen when we do find her sister. I don't think Omar's going to give her up so easily." The Lieutenant continued to watch the scene for a moment, then looked back his soldiers.

"I don't think all of us will be willing to give 'er up…" Aldo took a small glance at Hugo, who was cleaning his gun, not paying to anything at all, "…almost all of us."

Probably one of the shortest chapters, but before this I was on the cursed writer's block (and somewhat still is) sooooo ya...review please? Danke!