The next morning Aldo woke up early to hear a shower running. He also heard voices in the kitchen. He got off of the makeshift bed on the floor and stretched before he walked into the kitchen. Louise was laughing and talking with Isabelle. She had been bathed and tied her hair up in a tight bun, she looked as Aldo walked in and smiled lightly at him before looking back to Isabelle who was pouring a cup of coffee for Aldo. "How you feeling?" he asked Louise as he took the coffee.

"Like shit." she shrugged.

"Louie, I'm-"

"Sorry? Yeah, me too." she shrugged. "What are we gonna do about it?" she rolled her eyes. "Like I said, it's a war out there."

"Y'know, I spent most of the night thinkin' about it..." he said and she looked at him.

"And what did you land on?"

"I landed on you comin' with us." he said and her expression changed from indifferent to surprised.

"Coming with you?" she asked and he nodded.

"Why not?" he asked.

"I'll tell you why not." Isabelle said suddenly. "She's only a girl, she might be here to fight but I don't think-"

"Alright." Louise said suddenly making the two look at him.

"You'll be under your uncle's command, which is better than Northman's." he said and she nodded. "We move around a lot more so you'll be seein' more of France-"

"Yeah because that's why I came out here, for the sightseeing." she rolled her eyes with a smile.

"And more of the soldiers. Which you can kill." he said and she smirked. " 'Course you'd be gettin' me my 100 scalps."

"I think I've had a late start, all of the boys have got at least twenty, thirty up on me."

"What's say we count those two from last night?" he asked with a wink and she nodded.

"Alright Aldo," she said with a smile. "I'll go with ya'll." he was about to say something when Wicki walked downstairs and into the kitchen.

"If anyone wants to use hot water, they should do it now." he said and looked at Aldo who put down his coffee cup and walked upstairs to the shower. After showering he dressed again and walked out of the bathroom to see Kagan and Hirschberg folding up blankets. Wicki, Hugo and Louise were in the kitchen along with Donny and Utivitch, Donny and Utivitch were talking to each other and upon closer inspection he realized that Wicki, Hugo and Louise were speaking in German, Louise's case very slow German as the two German born members of the Basterds were trying to teach her more words.

"That's good." Wicki smiled at Louise as she pronounced whatever it was he had told her to try.

"Thanks." she smiled back and Aldo felt his face fall lightly, he didn't like the boys making eyes at her, he didn't know why, probably because he had known her for so long and because he was such good friends with her uncle.

~*~ "You were in love with her, weren't you Lieutenant?" Jessica asked and Aldo nodded.

"Yeah, I was." he said. "Course it took me awhile to realize what I was dealin' with." he rolled his eyes. "Took almost loosing her for me to realize it."

"What do you-"

"Gettin' ahead of myself there." he chuckled lightly. "Don't worry we'll get to it." he said as she looked at him with apprehension. "You hungry?"

"What? I guess- a little." she said looking slightly confused and annoyed she wanted to hear the rest of the story.

"Come on inside. I'll make us some lunch." She followed him inside to the kitchen where he made two tuna sandwiches and put a handful of chips on the side with an apple. "It was always Louie who made me eat healthy." he said gesturing to the apple. "Always said an apple a day'd keep the doctor away. Wish she knew somethin to keep nazis away."

"Because being a basterd didn't cut it?" Jessica asked and he shrugged.

"Sure as hell didn't keep 'em away." he said with a smile. "Now, them nazis, they always found ways to try and take us down, but we always found ways to kill 'em before they knew we were there. Except for the survivors a'course."

"You left survivors?"

"You ever heard of a man named Hans Landa?" he asked and she shook her head. "You will, they'll tell you he's a war hero, that he was on our side the entire time, don't listen." he said shaking his head. "He was known, throughout all of Germany, France and every other Kraut ridden country, as the Jew Hunter. Three guesses how he got that name."

"He hunted Jews." she said softly and he nodded.

"Exactly." he said. "And you know what hunting entails."

"Killing." he nodded again. "So tell me more about him." she said and he took a bite of his sandwich.

"I'm gettin' to it." he said after he swallowed.