"Well I had to leave a few things out for you to figure out. What would a grand time travel adventure be without some mystery?" Hogan answered with a grin and mischievous eyes. "Two thousand and one, wow that's nearly sixty years from now." He shook his head in amazement in how far the world would change in that time frame. He wanted to ask dozens of questions but knew he wouldn't get the answers and maybe, just maybe, it was better that way. Did he want to take all the mystery out of his life? Well maybe just a little, "Would you be willing to tell me who wins the Championship game?"

"I have it on good authority the Cleveland Browns would be a good bet in 1950," O'Neill winked. Hogan decided he'd tuck that tidbit of information away for future use. Any team from Cleveland had to be good; he wondered when they'd form. Both men started studying the map again. "The whole area looks like its woodland, and that's what I remember."

"You're right it is, flatland covered in trees. What were you expecting?" Hogan asked still not sure what they were looking for.

"I was hoping for some caves in the side of a mountain. What we're looking for is two stories tall, and wide enough for two tanks to go through side by side." O'Neill was examining the map, and missed the shock on Hogan's face.

"How are we supposed to hide something like that once we find it and you leave?" Hogan was concerned, obviously, this was something important, and anything that size would draw the attention of the Germans.

"I've been thinking about that. I'm sure the Carters will be able figure something out. I'm not sure if it can be exploded or not without taking out half the forest. Hopefully, it will have some type of natural cover we can use."

"There are some caves about a half klick west of where we found you. I think we should start there," Hogan said pointing to them on the map. O'Neill was nodding his head yes, even though he didn't see any caves last night it was worth a look. "What was that down in the tunnel with Newkirk?"

"I honestly don't know. When I first met Newkirk at the Academy, he was always distant and cool. I never found out why and hope to during our time here. A gut feeling made me wonder about him from his distance. Guess my previous experience with his older self is rubbing off on me now. I'll keep it in check." O'Neill had wondered for many years what the problem was. Did they just rub each other wrong?

"Maybe you'll discover whatever happened and can fix the problem." Hogan said wondering if the problem was related to his mistake. "Newkirk's a good man and I trust him implicitly."

"The one person I learned to trust my life too besides you, was Andrew Carter," O'Neill said with great seriousness. He was also wondering if Sam had figured out who he was, if she hadn't by the time they were back he'd tell her. She deserved to get to know him as an adult.

Hogan's eyes widen as he did a double take, "That surprises me. Carter is a good soldier and excellent explosives man, but he still has a lot to learn about covert operations. Don't get me wrong, I trust him to cover us and do the right thing."

"You're a good teacher he learns well and becomes quite skilled in the art. Couldn't ask for a better man on your team," O'Neill answered finishing his coffee as a knock came on Hogan's door.

A few minutes earlier outside the Colonel's room LeBeau, Kinch, and Tiger were talking as LeBeau started dinner. Reynolds was outside watching the compound and for any Germans heading for the hut.

"Tell me about this Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter, what are they doing here?" Tiger asked causally looking from one man to the other. Her large eyes were saying it was anything but a causal question. She wanted to know if they were safe to be around her men here at Stalag 13.

"They were dropped in last night from what I understand, although we didn't know they were coming. I think they're here to help us on this job," LeBeau said as he chopped an onion for dinner.

"I was under the impression they were doing something else, and needed our help to stay out of sight until they could be picked up," Kinch answered pouring Tiger and himself a cup of coffee. Then he sat down in front of her at the table.

"So which is it?" Tiger asked confused by the different answers, her eyes were darting back and forth between the men and Hogan's closed door. "Did Rob know them before they arrived?"

"I think it's a little bit of both, the Colonel said they were here on a classified job and needed a safe place to stay. I'm sure it's not a coincidence that they showed up in time to help us with this chemical plant, especially with Major Carter knowing exactly what they were making from the information you had. Whatever that stuff is it sounds exceedingly dangerous. I'm wondering if they were sent in to find the chemical and it happened to be what the new plant was making. It wouldn't surprise me that London would have sent in experts into confirm what we were dealing with." Kinch answered trying to reassure her. "From the Colonel's reaction, no I don't think they knew each other. I think Colonel O'Neill had been briefed on Colonel Hogan and probably had seen a photo of him."

"Well one thing is for sure, if Colonel O'Neill takes over this unit, then I'm going to leave with Colonel Hogan!" LeBeau was adamant with fire in his eyes.

"Mon ami, what are you talking about? Why would Rob be leaving?" Tiger didn't like that news.

"What are you talking about LeBeau? Neither of them has said anything about that," Kinch's face was showing surprise and shock at LeBeau.

"Newkirk told me that the code Colonel O'Neill used down in the tunnel was for O'Neill to take over the Colonel's command. I think it stinks London would send him here without any warning," LeBeau explained animatedly with his hands.

"I think we better wait and see what Colonel Hogan tells us before we jump to any conclusions. If there was going to be a change in command, we'd know about it," Kinch was trying to calm both Tiger and LeBeau. Two French people excitedly upset were not a good thing he thought.

"I'm going to find out what's going on," Tiger said standing up adjusting her outfit and then knocked on the door. Opening it, she nearly purred her question, "Rob, can we talk?" O'Neill left the office and Tiger closed the door behind him. Tiger walked over and pulled Hogan into a kiss as he wrapped his arms around her waist.