Hogan informed Bluebird that the underground was going to take out the train carrying the raw supplies for the chemical, before it reached the laboratory. Therefore, they would be taking out the laboratory, and rescue Pierre before Seth could complete his plan. Bluebird told them that he was to meet General Burkhalter and a guest out at the laboratory later this afternoon, but he wasn't sure who the guest was. O'Neill broke the news to him that it was Marya. Although Bluebird had never met her, he sure had heard about her and wasn't looking forward to that tour. Since it was only nine-thirty in the morning and he had nothing to do until three this afternoon, he wondered if he could take care of anything for Hogan.
Hogan's eyes lit up as he looked over at O'Neill. "What if we let Fritz escort Sam out to the rendezvous site? She'd be safe and in good company, and she could get a good look around in the daylight."
"Where is this site?" Bluebird asked.
"It's in the woods outside of camp about a klick and a half from here. She has a handheld instrument she'll need to use to look for a missing item. We went out last night, but we couldn't find it in the dark. It would help a lot for her to look during the day," O'Neill filled him in.
"That doesn't sound like a problem; no one will question her being with me. If she carries, something she can put the device in if we come across anyone then there won't be any trouble. What is she looking for? I might be able to pull in more men if we need to do a grid search." Bluebird asked curious as to what it might be.
"Uh…no that wouldn't work because we can't take the chance of it falling into the wrong hands, and I can't tell you what she's looking for. Sorry, it's classified," O'Neill answered.
"I understand classified, I only hope it's not too big to bring back to the camp." Bluebird had more questions but knew he wouldn't receive any answers. He'd wait until they found whatever they were looking for and then ask.
"We're not sure the size of it, but we do need a way out there during the day," Hogan answered with a sideways glace at O'Neill.
"As soon as Sam is ready, we can leave," Bluebird said.
"Ah…there is one more thing. Since you're giving the General and Marya a tour, would it be possible for me to tag-a-long and do some reconnaissance at the same time?" O'Neill asked thinking it would be a good way to get to know the layout of the plant.
"If Colonel Hogan can provide you with a Gestapo uniform, I see no reason for you not to come with me. Major Hochstetter is still out of town and won't return for several more days," Bluebird answered since Hogan vouched for O'Neill he was willing to do anything to stop Seth.
"Where is Hochstetter?" Hogan asked it wasn't like him to be out of town this long.
Bluebird smiled before answering, "He's taken Fraulein Berger out of town for a few days, and left orders not to be disturbed."
"Is this Fraulein Berger someone we should be concerned with?" Hogan asked obviously troubled about the sudden change in Hochstetter's pattern.
"Nein, I don't think he will get as far as he hopes with her. She's a local who he's been dating," Bluebird thought it was amusing Hochstetter was dating anyone.
The three men walked back to where the others were working. Hogan ordered LeBeau and Newkirk to tailor one of the extra uniforms for O'Neill. O'Neill filled Sam in on Bluebird's offer to escort her out to the site they needed investigated. She immediately went to gather her supplies and get ready for the outing.
"Colonel O'Neill, I promise you I'll make sure she is safe, and we will do the best we can to locate your missing device," Bluebird assured him while they waited.
"Thank you, I know you will. If there's any trouble get out of there. We'll find another way if we need too," O'Neill answered as Sam came back into the room. "Major, be careful out there and find us something useful."
"I will sir," Sam answered for both statements as she and Bluebird climbed up the emergency exit.
They traveled to the coordinates for their supposed pickup site in silence, both on high alert looking for patrols or anyone who could cause trouble for them. Fortunately, they ran into no one as they started their search. Sam was using instruments that Bluebird had never seen before. He wondered if the Allies were that far advanced, then why they were still fighting this horrid war and when it would be over. Could this device bring an end to the war? "What are we looking for exactly?"
"I'm sorry but that information is classified," she answered not taking her eyes off the instruments readout.
"Well can you tell me what size it is? Is it bigger than a brotkasten?" He asked as he continued scanning around for any danger.
"I'm sorry, I don't speak German." She shook her head not understand what he asked.
"I don't know the English word, but it's something we keep bread in and is about this big." Bluebird used his hands to indicate the size.
"Ahh a breadbox, yes, most definitely much bigger than a breadbox, but I'm not finding anything to lead me where it might be hidden," Sam answered as she continued to search. "So tell me, are you really a Gestapo officer? Or are you an underground agent posing as Gestapo?"
"Ja, I'm really a Captain in the Gestapo. I love my country and will do whatever is necessary to rid it of that maniac, so we can restore Germany to her full glory. I never supported him and never shall," Bluebird answered with earnest. "Working with the underground I can pass along information that I know that will make it to the Allies, and we're able to make strategic strikes where they will do the most good. Soon between the Allies and the underground, this damn war will be over. I only hope I live to see that day. I know each and every one could be my last if I'm caught."
"It sounds like a hard life, but I think you're right the Allies are going to win. Thank you for all that you've done to help. I never thought anyone in your organization would be an ally," Sam stopped scanning to look at him.
"There are some good men and bad men in the company. A lot of bad men actually, but I am able to help my fellow countrymen in my position. I try to bring reason into this business, but I have seen some damn distasteful things done in the name of the Fuhrer." Fuchs shook his head in disgust with memories flooding through his mind that he'd never share with another living person. Some days he thought his soul would wither away and die in this war.
"I'm sure you have. Do you have family in the area?" Sam asked changing the subject. She didn't want to say something that would change the future.
"Ja, my wife Lilli and my son David who is six month old, I may have to send them to England soon for their own safety. If I'm caught, they'd be killed, and that is my greatest fear," he looked away. His family was his weak spot, and he knew they'd be used against him if Hochstetter figured out what was going on in his office.
They continued to search the area for another two hours before returning back to Stalag 13 empty handed. Sam found no traces of any types of energy readings, and no signs of a Stargate in the area. However, they were going to get home was a total mystery to her at this point. She was beginning to wonder if Scotty was going to have to beam them up! It was almost as plausible an explanation as finding a Stargate in the middle of Germany during World War Two. Sam told Jack that there just might not be a way home this time.
