"What do you mean?" Hogan asked with a funny feeling in the pit of his stomach.
"It's Marya, sir! She's come back to me," LeBeau jumped around excitedly as everyone else groaned at the name of the Russian woman. Could this week get any worse?
Hogan rolled his eyes and looked over at O'Neill, "Bound huh?"
O'Neill nodded, "And gagged." The two men ignored everyone else's confused look at their private joke.
"Let's see what she wants now. Kinch, hook up the coffee pot," Hogan ordered as they all moved into his office.
"General Burkhalter it's always good to see you. May I offer you some refreshment?" Klink was acting all nervous. Burkhalter generally made him that way, but having that Russian woman in his camp made it much worse. She always meant trouble.
Burkhalter gladly accepted the drink as he sat in Klink's chair, but Marya refused preferring to keep her head clear at this time. The General explained that not only was he there to do an inspection of Stalag 13, but of a local laboratory where an important experiment was being conducted. Marya was there to 'help' him inspect both places as she fawned over him.
"Albie dear, you promised Hogan would have dinner with us," Marya said running her hand down the General's arm. 'Albie' Klink thought, why did she always have to have pet names for the Generals with whom she hung out?
"Klink will see that he is there my dear. Where is Hogan? I expected him to be here by now, he always shows up when I arrive," Burkhalter asked.
"Well I'm sure he's busy with camp business. I doubt he even knows you're here," Klink answered nervously.
"I seriously doubt that, Hogan knows everything that goes on in this camp," Burkhalter raised an eyebrow.
"Mon Colonel, are you going over there?" LeBeau asked as he sat on the lower bunk of Hogan's bed.
"Not yet, I want to hear more before I do," Hogan replied indicating for everyone to be quiet so they could hear.
"Marya, why don't you wait in Klink's quarters while he and I go over camp business? It will be very boring, trust me," Burkhalter suggested.
"I shall, but don't keep me waiting long my darling," Marya said leaving the office.
"Carter keep lookout and let me know if anything happens. LeBeau, grab that pad I want to know everything they talk about." Hogan started giving out orders; this next part would be easier without LeBeau knowing his plans.
"Oui Colonel," LeBeau answered as he grabbed the blue pad of paper and a pen.
"Kinch, Newkirk, and O'Neill you're with me," Hogan said as he exited his office, then walked over to the bunk bed and opened the trap door system. All three men went down into the tunnel and watched as Hogan picked up some supplies. Then they made their way to the tunnel entrance in Klink's quarters beneath the potbelly stove. After listening to make sure Marya was alone, Hogan entered through the hole in the floor followed by the other men.
"Hogan darling, I knew you'd come to me!" Marya started with her usual flamboyancy indicating for him to sit next to her on the couch. "Don't resist me. Come into my arms. Who is your new friend?" Marya was checking O'Neill with great interest.
Hogan winked at O'Neill and allowed him to answer her in Russian. "I can be your best friend or your worst nightmare. The choice is yours." He inwardly smiled, as those were the first words she'd said to him when they met in the future. Although he wasn't holding a knife to her back, like she'd held to his back when she spoke those words to him. He still had the scar from their first encounter in the future.
Marya tried not to let the surprise show; those were the words she was trained to use by her agency to say when meeting a new target under interrogation. She smiled and answered him in Russian, "Let's be friends then darling." O'Neill smiled and told her his name knowing he had successfully thrown her off her game momentarily. It was sweet revenge, which he savored.
"Now that that's out of the way," Hogan began, "I need to know what your interest in the laboratory is. Everything, the entire big picture, and I need to know now. I have too much to do this week, and can't take any distractions. If we can work together than we'll have to plan it out."
"Why darling, don't you trust me?" Marya pouted.
"Not for a moment, what's your interest in the laboratory?" Hogan repeated with his hands on his hips.
"The laboratory means nothing to me; you can do as you wish with it. I have other interest," she replied slyly as she looked around at the men in the room trying to assess their intentions.
"I need to know everything and now," Hogan's voice and face said he was not in the mood for her fun and games.
"You'll just need to trust me darling," Marya said leaning back on the sofa with a smile. She was enjoying the game immensely. Hogan was never this straightforward with her something was going on. Even though he'd protest, she thought he secretly enjoyed their sparring.
"Not this week, you have a choice to make. Either fill me in completely now, or we'll tie you up in the tunnel until our jobs are finished," Hogan's face was unreadable. O'Neill's face was indecipherable as well; Marya knew they'd planned for her arrival somehow. Her intelligence must have slipped up somewhere.
Marya stood up quickly acting in shock, "You wouldn't dare! We always work so well together."
"What is your entire job, the big picture?" Hogan repeated taking a length of rope and bandanna out of his pocket.
"Trust me I don't care what you do with the laboratory." Marya wasn't used to dealing with this Hogan, something had changed in his world and she suspected that it was O'Neill influence. Whoever he really was, she'd have to be careful around him.
"Kinch, Newkirk get her down below," Hogan ordered without blinking an eye. The men took two steps closer to her. He hoped it was only a bluff.
"You wouldn't dare!" Marya was shocked. Hogan nodded his head yes he would. "I'd scream and there would be guards in here in a moment."
"What do you think this is for?" He held out the bandanna. "So are you going to tell me, or do I have to keep you safe and out of the way for a few days?"