A/N: Heeeeeere we go! New chapter. I wanna thank everyone who answered my question and apologize I didn't wait any longer. I had this written and I want to post it. Now. I hope you're not disappointed and if you are, please let me know. If you're not, still, please let me know! Translation: reviews please. :)

Michael Raine was running. He was in some serious shit... If the bomb was broken, he would have a company-full of Nazis after him in no time. And judging by the fact it still hadn't blown up, it -

BOOM!

... well damn..! Forget that! The bomb had obviously been fine. Michael's face lit up in a wide smirk. A successful mission once again... He was the mad suicide bomber of the U.S army, who avoided death as far as he could. Weird for a suicide bomber, yes, but he assumed he was more useful without blasting himself every time, especially if there was a chance to survive. There wouldn't even be 'every time' if he did. Hah. He kept running, even though there was no chance anyone followed him. He didn't stop until he reached his companion, who had stayed back and waited in a safe distance.

Dominick Raine was sitting on a tree trunk, whittling a piece of wood with a big knife. When he heard the approaching footsteps, he lifted his gaze. Michael was back already? The other man stopped in front of him, panting slightly and chuckling.

"Ya missed a big blast, Dom", he said. Dominick shrugged and sheathed his knife.

"I heard it", he said. He stood up and threw the wood into the bushes. "Quite a bomb. But Mike, you ain't no terrorist right now. You're supposed to stay alive."

"I ain't gettin' myself killed, brother, don't ya worry", Mike assured. "Besides, I can't just stop being who I am, no matter what country we're in."

Dom shook his head lightly and sighed inaudibly. He guessed not. "That so. You still have to remember what we're here for. 'Cause... blowing up Nazi-companies' trucks ain't it."

Mike grimaced and shuddered rather violently. "Gah. I know, I know, we gotta find Dad and Ellie, but how? They could be aaanywhere", he said and spread his arms to make his point clear.

Dom just looked back to his younger brother and said:

"You just don't listen, do ya... I told you, the general said they were somewhere near Nadine last time they were in contact. I hear that's the place Aldo was found. And the German captives still keep tellin' it's where they've been seen the most."

Mike wrinkled his nose and nodded. "I did listen... It's still like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Dom smiled a little. "I think you just might be underestimating us."

Just few hours later, near the village of Nadine, a group of Jews was taking a break. Normally they would been looking for Nazi patrols, but today they were taking it easy. Wicki was not completely healed from the blow he had received from the Kraut patrol just few days earlier and Aldo figured it was better to sacrifice a day or two to let him heal and think about what to do next. Now he was gathering his men around to discuss about the matter called winter.

"Oh-kay, soldiers. As all of us know, it ain't exactly warm and cozy sleepin' in the woods anymore", he begun when the Basterds were all sitting in front of him. "We need to find cover. Now, there used to live a nice ol' couple few miles north from here, but there's no way to tell if they still do. I suggest we go and find out. It's our best shot at the moment. Won't you agree?"

"Yes, sir", the Basterds choired. Aldo nodded. He searched his pocket for the packet of snuff. "That's where we'll be headin' for now on, then."

"Daaad! Ellieeee!"

The Basterds froze when the echo of loud yells reached their ears. Everyone heard it and everyone knew the only 'dad and Ellie' around were right there. Gazes jumped from Ellie to Aldo, and to the direction of the voice. The mentioned Raines shared a quick glance. Ellie's mind raced. The voice had sounded familiar. Could it really be...

"DAAAAAAD- Ow..!"

The voice was closer now. Not that they felt threatened by it, who would make such noise when attempting to attack? Who made such noise in Nazi lands to begin with..? And who would smack that person for doing so? Ellie knew exactly, but couldn't believe it. The look on Aldo's face told her he knew, too.

"How the hell..." he begun, but the rustling from really close interrupted him. Then it stopped.

"Mike, quiet. Who is it?" a firm male voice called. Ellie's mouth hung a bit open and one brow rose in disbelief. Aldo crossed his arms and stared, looking at least as incredulous. All he could say was: "Dominick."

"Aldo?"

A young man appeared to their sight. He looked familiar. A little like Aldo. No, a lot like Aldo. The same broad shoulders and vigorous form. Ellie's both brows were near her hairline when Mike also appeared behind him.

Mike was scrawnier young man with a messy dark hair and eyes just like Ellie's. His clothes looked like he didn't give a shit what he wore and how. Dom had a fair hair and he looked more military, though they both were supposed to go as civilians.

Aldo moved his hands on his hips and huffed. "Well, look at that. A family meetin'. What the hell are you doin' here?"

"That how ya greet us, pops?" Mike asked laughingly. Ellie snorted a laugh and fell silent for a moment. Then she burst out laughing and hurried to Mike. She hugged him and he answered the hug just as tightly. "I've missed ya, sis."

"I missed you, too Mickey", she said and pulled away to embrace Dom too.

Utivich carefully stepped closer to the still stunned looking Aldo. The Jew frowned. "Err, lieutenant, what's going on here?"

"Huh?" Aldo asked and looked at Utivich. Then he looked at the other men, who each seemed equally confused. "They're Dominick and Michael. My kids."

"Oh..." Hertz's mouth hung a bit open. "I didn't know miss Ellie had siblings..."

"Non of you knew Ellie existed until she wanted you to know. It's not any different with these brats here", Aldo said simply. He never wanted to make a number out of his children. He was rather infamous in the U.S army and all four had wanted to stay out of his spotlight. "Now what we'll do, is we'll make a camp right here and right now. I need to have a little chat with Dom..." he mumbled, the last note most to himself.

Utivich was still confused, but nodded. "I'll get the fire going."

"So lemme get this straight..." Aldo said with a deep frown plastered on his face. "Finland is in war and your mommy went to Sweden after sendin' you to America. You're here because..?"

"One of you took radio connection to the HQ, tellin' about your guerilla mission here", Dom explained. "He told 'em you were alive and all, and that you could use some back up." Everyone were silent for a moment. Dom lifted a brow. "Is that a problem?"

Aldo shook his head and straightened his back. "The problem is, that we ain't been takin' any connection to anyone. See, us being here, or more like this Basterd-team being here, is not authorized by the goddamn army." He smiled a little. "Ellie gathered a little loyal team of outlaws."

Mike let out a sound that can only be called a giggle. "Leave it to our little Eleonore to do something reckless and stupid... Way to go!" Ellie, who was sitting right next to him, reached to ruffle his hair. "Ha... You're one to talk! The baby of the family and already running around blowing things up, huh?"

"Shush, who're ya calling a baby?" Mike asked, pretending to be insulted. Then he wrapped an arm around Ellie's shoulders and hummed. "But yeah, I was on the other end of the radio myself. It was Umer or Elmer or somethin' like that..." Everyone's eyes were on Ulmer now, whose eyes were cast downward and his cheeks had the slightest blush on them. "Uh... Yeah."

"Omar, what the fuck?" Donny asked angrily. "You've been reporting to the HQ?" Ulmer looked troubled. "Yeah. Yes, I have. I... I first reported how we found lieutenant Raine. Then the other time just few days ago, when we found the hostage truck."

"Dammit, Ulmer", Aldo growled. "You've been hidin' something else?"

"No, sir", Ulmer answered and dared to lift his gaze. "I saw it as my duty, I'm sorry, sir."

Ellie sighed. "Fucking great. So they know all about us... I'll be in court martial the day I get back there. And I ain't gonna be the only one." She didn't know how to be angry at Ulmer. Sure, she was annoyed for him kind of... betraying them in a way, but it wasn't anger. She understood a loyal man's feeling of duty.

"You didn't know", Dom stated bluntly. Aldo snorted. "No, we did not. But it ain't bad to have you here. Eleven is a good number, closer to the ten we had the first time. And I'm happy to see ya'll alive and well."

"Yeah, pops", Mike piped in and grinned widely. Then he shuddered. He did that a lot, without any real reason. Dom said nothing. He eyed the Basterds through, one by one. Half looked strong and half... well, useless. He hoped their appearances were deceiving. Like they probably were. They were after all gathered by Aldo and Ellie.

Ellie closed her eyes, feeling the sleep break through. It was getting late. She was feeling more comfortable than in a long time and she feared the feeling a little. It lied. They were still on enemy territory, they couldn't forget that. It was constant danger. Her hand searched Donny's in the dark and the Bear Jew took it. That was all. They didn't look at each other, nor move towards each other. That connection, that no one would notice, was enough.