The Butterfly and The Wolf

by snowfall30

A beautiful young lady comes to Stalag 13. Hogan knows her, Klink sees her as a daughter, and Newkirk is in love with her. F/M and M/M if you don't like then don't read. if you leave a review please be nice. But I hope you like the story of Newkirk falling in love.

6. Calm Before the Storm

A/N Some M/M (!)

A/N Rose Gold was very popular for jewelry in WW2.

Vater = Father in German

Kommandantur = The name of the building that Klink's office is in

Kommandant = The German word for Commander

Pickelhaube = Is a spiked helmet that is on Klink's desk.

Oflag = German word for a prison camp for captured enemy officers

Du siehst toll aus = German for you look great

So tun sie= German for so do you

Afri-Cola = Was a popular soda in German in WW2

Calm Before the Storm

Newkirk woke up before Mary. He looked at his watch and it said that it was 6:00am. He looked over at Mary, and smiled to himself. He then got out of bed and went down into the tunnels. He got the black material and the gold studs for his diamond heart. He reached over and grabbed the paper that had Mary's measurements on it. As he was walking back to the latter he stopped, and remembered last night. Mary had moaned his name in his ear when he was giving her the love bite. Newkirk closed his eyes and could still feel Mary under him. He smiled to himself as he could still feel her hand slowly going down his back and clawing his flesh and shirt up. He then could see the want that was in her eyes for him. His smile grew as the feeling that he had last night came back to him. The want, the fire that went threw him. Placing a hand on the tunnel wall; Newkirk tried to control himself. He couldn't let himself get this worked up again. He stood there and took a few deep breaths in and calmed himself down. Once calm he made his way back to the small house.

-MN-

Mary woke up and looked over to her left. She smiled to herself and reached her hand up. She ran her fingers down her loves jaw bone. She smiled to herself as her Huntsman made a little noise in his sleep. Her eyes watched the older man to see if he was waking. When she saw that he was not waking, Mary frowned but yet smiled. She moved and got out of bed while trying not to wake her Huntsman. She walked into the bathroom and put on a beautiful white silk and chiffon dress. She looked at the Tudor roses that were on the upper shoulders and the upper chest of the dress that she was wearing. She smiled to herself as she ran a finger over the embroidered roses. After she had put on her pearl earrings; Mary looked at her rose gold opal wedding ring. Mary made her way to the bed once again. She smiled to herself as her love was still sleeping.

"I should wake Peter now so that he can go to work, but he looks so sweet." She told herself. Then she leaned down and kissed him on the lips. As Mary leaned up she looked at his left hand that was on his chest. She smiled as she saw his rose gold wedding band. Mary smiled and walked out of the room. She made her way downstairs to the kitchen. As she walked into the large room, she smiled even more as she saw her fathers. Her father was making breakfast, as her Vater was setting the table for breakfast. They both looked up at her and smiled. She was about to walk in and tell them that she would cook when her father turned toward her.

"Hey, if you are looking for the little ones, they are outside." He told her with a smile. Mary narrowed her brows and walked over to the window. She looked out and saw a girl who looked to be ten years old playing with two boys that looked to be five years old. She smiled to herself as they saw her in the window and waved at her. She waved back at them and smiled wide as she heard all three of them say.

"Love you Mama." She turned toward her father as he walked over to her. She smiled at him and looked down at his hand. He had on a white gold hammered wedding band on his left hand. She looked over at her Vater as he walked by them. She saw the same band on his left hand like her father. Hogan looked at his daughter with narrowed brows.

"Mary what is it?" He asked her.

"You two are married?" She asked him. Hogan smiled wide at her.

"Yeah we got married right after you and Peter did." He said with a smile. Mary smiled wide at her father as he made eye contact with Klink. Mary turned around as her Vater spoke to her.

"Robert and I have been married for five years now." He told her with a smile. "You better go and get your husband up before he is late putting on the finishing touches to that wedding dress." He added. Mary smiled and ran out of the kitchen, and back upstairs.

She ran to the bedroom and ran into the room. She looked at the bed and saw that her love was not there. She then heard someone in the room next to their bedroom. She walked over and looked into the room. She smiled wide at the dress that was on the mannequin. Making her way into the room, she saw the white tulle ballgown wedding dress. 'Peter made this? This is so beautiful.' She thought to herself. Then she looked over and saw the back of the dress moving. She walked around the dress and peeked to see who it was. Newkirk stood up and smiled at her.

"Hey, why didn't you wake me?" He asked her. Mary shrugged her shoulders and told him.

"You looked so cute laying there asleep." She told him, and giggled as her husband walked over to her. He leaned down and kissed her on the lips so sweetly. After the kiss broke she looked into his blue flamed eyes.

"I love you wife." He said to her with a large smile.

"I love you too husband." She told him while smiling back at him.

-MN-

Newkirk walked back into the room and looked at his love who was still in bed. He walked over and sat on the side of the bed. He reached his hand over and shook Mary softly so not to scare her. As he shook her, Mary let out a low moan. Newkirk narrowed his eyes and smiled at her. Then he moved himself to where he was laying beside her. As he laid his head onto her pillow he heard her say his name softly. Newkirk smiled to himself. 'She is dreaming.' He told himself. Then his eyes widen as he heard her say the word husband. 'She is dreaming about me being her husband?' He asked himself. Newkirk felt a wide smile come to his lips. Than he saw his love open her eyes. Now he found himself looking into the snowy blue eyes that he loved.

"Good morning. You were having a good dream I hope." He watched as his love move closer toward him.

"Good morning to you too, and yes I was. That was the first good dream I have had in years." She told him. Newkirk raised a brow at this.

"You haven't had a good dream in years?" He asked her.

"No, the last time I had a nice dream like that, is when I spent three weeks with my father. I was only seven at the time, and he was in London for those weeks." Newkirk smiled at her as she told him about the weeks she spent with her father.

"Mama and George had left to go to Paris, and had left me there alone in the house. So I packed me a little bag, left the house and walked to the air base." She started, but stopped as he narrowed his brows and asked her.

"They left you alone, at seven years old?" He asked her.

"Yes they did. I knew how to cook and how to take care of myself then so that was no big deal." She told him. "But I didn't want to be alone for the whole three weeks. So I walked to the air base. It was a long walk though. It took me a half a day just to make it to the front gate. But I walked in and waved at the guards. They looked at me with my little bag like I was crazy, but I didn't care I wanted to see my Papa. I walked into the hanger and saw him jumping out of his plane. Butler was the first one to see me, and looked at me with wide eyes. He knew who I was, but Mama and George didn't know that I would go to the air base when they were away on trips." Newkirk couldn't believe what he was hearing his love say. 'It took her a half a day to get to the air base?' He asked himself. 'Wow, and how did they not know that she was gone the whole time?' He added in his mind.

"They never knew that you were gone from home? They never called you or anything?" He asked her. Mary shook her head.

"No, they would leave, and then there was sometimes that they would be gone for a month or so." Newkirk's eyes widen at this news. He looked at the bed, but looked back at Mary as she continued.

"I can still see Papa's face when he turned around and saw me. He smiled so wide at me. I ran over to him as he knelt down. I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him. He asked me what was I doing there and I told him that I was dropped off, and I was to spend three weeks with him. Oh you should have seen his eyes widen at that, than narrow. He knew that I was lying to him, but he just smiled at me. He picked me up in his arms and told me. Ok little Snow, lets go and have fun for the next three weeks." Mary smiled wide at the memory. Newkirk smiled along with her. Then he saw tears start to come to her eyes.

"Mary what is it?" He asked her.

"Papa and I had so much fun those weeks. He bought me, my first toy, that was a teddy bear. It had a large pocket in the back, that you could close it with a zipper. I was so happy to get it, but when he had to go home a few days early. I was heartbroken. I remember sitting on his bed, watching him pack his bag. I asked him if I could go with him. He told me no that I had to go back to the castle and live with the King and Queen. I didn't want to go back. Papa put a shirt into his bag and a bottle of cologne. I remember reaching into the bag, while he was in the bathroom getting his stuff out of there. I took his shirt and the bottle of cologne, and put it in the back of my teddy bear." The tears were now flowing from her eyes. Newkirk frowned as he saw the tears fall onto the pillow. He reached his hand up and wiped the tears away from one of her eyes.

"What happened?" He asked her.

"I watched him get on the plane. He waved at me and smiled a sad smile. I could have swear that he was crying, but I watched the plane take off. Then Butler took me home. I went back threw the window I had crawled out of, and later that night. I put his shirt on my pillow, and sprayed his cologne on it. I moved the arms of the shirt to wrap them around me. I hugged the teddy bear he got me, and I cried all night long. I spent the next three days sitting on the steps watching the front door. Just to see if he would come and get me, but he didn't." Mary's tears flowed like a river from her eyes, but she kept talking in a sadden tone. Newkirk could feel his heart breaking for his love.

"While I was with Papa, I had wonderful dreams. I dreamt that he and I lived in a beautiful home, and everyone knew that I was his daughter, and he was my Papa. So the dream I had just now, it was wonderful. I woke up in your arms. It looked like we lived in a big home. Papa and Vater was in the kitchen fixing breakfast." Mary giggled as she remembered back to the dream.

"I went upstairs to get you, and found you working on a beautiful dress for a bride. You and I were married and we were happy." Newkirk smiled wide as Mary spoke about her dream.

"I want that to happen." He said out loud. When Mary giggled is when he realized that he had said it out loud. He smiled at her and moved over closer to her. Newkirk leaned in and kissed his love on the lips. After the kiss broke Mary smiled and told him the last part of her dream.

"Oh, and I saw our children playing in the back yard." She said with a smile. Newkirk felt a smile come to his lips.

"Our children. We had children?" He asked her. Mary nodded her head and smiled at him.

"Yes we did. Three of them, but I think the girl was ten. So I don't know if she was ours. I think we adopted her." As Mary spoke she had to ask her love something.

"Peter?" Newkirk leaned back and looked into her snowy blue eyes.

"Yes diamond heart?" He watched as Mary smiled wide at his nickname for her.

"Would you ever want children? Or even adopt one?" She asked him. A large smile came to his lips as he spoke.

"I would, on both. There will be children that will need homes after the war. Hell even now." He stated. Mary smiled as he told her this.

"What would you want?" She asked him. Newkirk wrapped his arm around her and moved as close as he could get to her. Mary giggled as he did this.

"Well, I wouldn't care really. I have to say that I would really want one of each, but it really doesn't matter really. As long as you are there with me." He leaned in, and kissed his love on the lips. Newkirk moved his hand up to the bend of her neck.

"Oh, that hurt." He moved his hand away and looked at Mary's neck. He saw the dark blue and purple mark on her neck. He glanced back over into Mary's eyes.

"Oh, it looks like I gave you one hell of a love bite." He told her with wide eyes. Mary giggled at this.

"Well, I have to get the material and make my dress to hide it from my father, but if I didn't have too, I would show it off." Newkirk chuckled at this. He stopped chuckling when Mary pushed him over onto his back. He looked up at her as she sat on top of him. She giggled as she looked down at his surprised face. His eyes were huge and his jaw had dropped.

"Mary what are you doing?" He asked her. She placed her hands on the upper part of his stomach, and ran them upwards to his shoulders. Mary slowly laid down on top of him. Newkirk was in shock, but was happy at the same time. He never thought that his Mary would do this. 'Guess she is acting more like herself now.' He stated in his mind.

"I am going to give you a love bite." She told him as she leaned down and captured his lips with hers. Newkirk smiled into the kiss. He moved his hands up to her lower and upper back as they kissed.

Mary moved her lips from his, to his jaw bone. She smiled in-between kisses as she heard her Huntsman moan lowly. She kissed her way to the start of his shirt. She pulled down the turtleneck and leaned down to kiss his neck. She started to kiss the area softly. Newkirk moved his right hand that was on her lower back to her side as she did this. He moaned a low deep moan as he felt her tongue start to lick his neck. He moved his right hand down Mary's hip as she started to suck on the flesh of his neck. His left hand made its way up to cuff her head.

"Mary." He breathed out her name. Mary giggled softly when she heard him moan her name in her ear. She started to suck his neck a little harder as he ran his hand back up her hip. As he did this he clawed her nightgown, bringing it up with his hand. As she was sucking his neck she could feel that his body was tensing from her actions. She could feel his chest muscles tighten under her hands. Newkirk moaned a little louder as he felt himself get more excited than he had ever been before.

"Mary." He moaned out her name. 'I have to stop her!' He yelled in his mind. "Mary you have to stop." He told her. Mary leaned up and looked at him. She could see that his eyes were half closed and he was panting.

"What is it?" She asked him. "Did I do something wrong?" She asked him. Newkirk leaned up, and wrapped his arms around her slowly. He moved her to the side of him. He looked down at her and smiled.

"No you didn't, but we have to stop. I told you last night that we have to wait to do that. If you keep doing that, then I might hurt you like he did." He told her the truth. Mary narrowed her eyes. 'Hurt me?' She asked herself.

"Peter why do you keep saying that you don't want to hurt me?" She asked him. Newkirk's smile fell some. He laid down beside her and hugged her.

"Mary, I am afraid that if I get too excited that I will hurt you like George did." He told her while looking into her eyes. Mary smiled at her love.

"Peter, I know that you will not hurt me in that way." She smiled at him. Newkirk leaned down and kissed his love. He broke the kiss, and laid his forehead against hers.

"I got that material for you, and the gold studs." Mary smiled wide at hearing this. He leaned up and got off of the bed. Mary sat up and watched him as he went over and picked up the material off of the chair near the window. Mary's smile grew wider as Newkirk placed the material on the bed.

"I will have to get started on my new dress." She told him as she slid over to him and the material. Newkirk then reached into his pocket and got the paper that had her measurements on it. He handed the paper to her. She smiled and looked at the paper.

"What is this?" She asked him.

"It has your measurements on it." He told her with a smile. Mary looked at the paper and smiled once again.

"That's good you have this, because I used to have to guess what size I was." She admitted to him. Then she looked up at him with an uneasy look. Newkirk narrowed his eyes at the look she was given him.

"What is it?" He asked her.

"Well I don't know if you will like the idea I have for the dress I have in mind." She told him. She watched as he smiled wide at her.

"I will like anything you make." He told her. Mary smiled as he told her this. "And I can't wait to see the dress you make, and how you look in it. But I know that you will look great in anything you wear." He added with a large smile. Mary smiled at him then leaned in. She was a few inches from his lips when she spoke.

"You will have to wait and see." Newkirk's smiled grew into a large grin.

-MN- (!)

Hogan opened his eyes, and saw his hand on his loves chest. He smiled to himself as he moved his head upwards. He saw his loves sleeping face. Hogan leaned up and kissed Klink on his cheek. He went to move to get out of bed, but found that he couldn't. He felt a strong arm wrapped around his hip. Hogan smiled as he looked back at his loves face. Klink was looking at him with a loving look.

"I didn't know that you were awake." He stated. Klink smiled and then moved quickly. Before Hogan knew what had happened, he was on his back, and Klink was above him smiling a lustful smile down at his love. Hogan smiled wide as Klink leaned down and kissed him. Once the kiss broke he leaned back up.

"I have been awake for about an hour. I was just watching you sleep." He told him with a smile. A lopsided smile came to Hogan's lips. He then wrapped his arms around the older man's neck. Klink leaned down and started to kiss him.

Soon the soft kisses turned into heavy lustful kisses. Both men moaned as they ran their hands over each others bodies. Hogan let out a low moan when Klink rubbed his lower body against his own. The passion rose within both men. They kissed each other with hunger. Hogan ran his hand down his loves back. He grabbed the older man's shirt and pulled the fabric upwards. Klink broke the kiss by leaning up and taking off his sleeping shirt. Hogan looked up at the older man's well built chest. His eyes widen at the sight. Klink saw this and looked at him oddly.

"What is it Robert?" He asked him. Hogan sat up and ran his hands up the older man's upper body. Klink closed his eyes as the hands made their way up his bare chest. His eyes snapped open when he felt a pear of swollen lips were now kissing his hot flesh. He reached his hand up and cuffed the younger man's head. Hogan kissed his love's bare chest, as his hands ran down the man's back. In-between kisses Hogan spoke.

"I never knew that you were hiding this well built body under that uniform of yours." Klink smiled when he heard this. He grabbed a fist full of Hogan's hair and pulled it quickly. This made Hogan let out a yelp as he was forced to look into a pear of lustful baby blue eyes. Klink saw a large grin on the younger man's lips.

"Well I take it that you like it a little rough than?" He asked him. The only thing he got was a larger grin, and a nodd from the younger man's head.

"I do like a little bit of roughness, but you didn't answer me though." Klink smiled and leaned his head down.

"Well I did start my training again. I just didn't want any of you to know about it." He told the younger man.

Hogan's smile fell when Klink pushed him back down onto the bed. Klink dropped himself back onto his love. He put his weight on his arms and started to kiss Hogan hungerly once again. Hogan moaned as he felt the older man's lower body start to rub against his once again. Klink put all of his weight on his left arm, while his right hand moved down to pull up the shirt off of the younger man's chest. Hogan gasped as he felt the older man's hand rub his peck. Hogan pushed himself upwards to be able to take off his night shirt. He was shocked when the older man helped him take it off. Once the shirt was now on the floor, they ran their hands over each others bare hot bodies. Hogan ran his hand down to Klink's pajama bottoms and placed his finger inside the band. He went to pull it down, but a hand stopped him. Hogan broke the kiss and looked at his love.

"What is it?" He asked him. Klink smiled down at him.

"I don't think that is a good idea." He stated. Hogan looked at him with an odd look.

"Why not?" He asked him. Klink moved his hand to where it was in the palm of the younger man. He raised their hands up to where both of their hands were beside Hogan's head.

"Because we are not alone in this house, and I don't think you want the others to hear us." He told him. Klink chuckled as Hogan made once again a pout with his lips. Hogan then raised his head up to where his lips were near Klink's ear and said.

"But Will, I want you now." Klink closed his eyes tight as Hogan breathed these words into his ear. 'I will get him nice and hot with my words and then we can have some fun.' Hogan thought in his mind.

Klink opened his eyes, and glanced over into a pear of dark chocolate eyes. He could see the want for him within them. He smiled and lowered his lower body against the younger man's. He moved his hips in a rocking motion. He watched as Hogan's eyes closed and a low moan came from his lips. Klink leaned down and captured his loves lips. As he rocked his hips back and forth, Hogan was now feeling the passion build within him. He tried to free his hands but failed. Both of his hands were in Klink's, and they were placed beside his head. The only thing that he could do was moan louder within the kiss. His ears caught the sound of the older man above him moaning loudly within the kiss as well. The passion built until neither one could take it anymore. They both moaned out as the passion between them hit the tipping point. As Hogan felt himself shake at the feeling of his passion arriving, he felt the years of wanting to have this man overwhelm him. He moaned louder in the kiss as he bucked his hips upwards against his loves. Klink had closed his eyes tightly once again. When his passion hit it's peek, he felt the want for this man that he had loved for years wash over him. When Hogan bucked his hips against his, it sent both of them into another wave of passion. They both felt the fire and the burn for each other go threw them. Soon both men were now slowly moving their hips against each others. They broke the kiss and sucked in air that they both needed so badly. Hogan opened his eyes and saw the baby blues looking into his chocolate ones. He smiled as he looked at the older man's face. On his face was of that of peace and fulfillment. He leaned up and kissed his love on the lips. Klink had opened his eyes and looked down. He smiled wide as he saw the look of nothing but pure happiness on his younger loves face.

"I know that was not the real thing, but damn." Klink chuckled as Hogan said this. Klink rolled off and onto his side of the bed.

"That was pretty damn good." He breathed out. Hogan smiled and looked over at him with a large grin on his lips.

-MN-

It was now 10:00am, and roll called had been made. Mary was in hers and Newkirk's bedroom. She was putting on the finishing touches on the dress that she had made. Inside she was hoping that her Huntsman would like what she had made. She had never made a dress that she had always wanted to make. She smiled as she remembered her love handing her his sewing basket to use for her dress. Mary stopped sewing the last of the golden embroidery on the high collar when she looked up. Before her eyes was her step father screaming at her telling her that she was to wear a long plain dress with no patterns or anything that would make her stand out. That the dress had to be plain and easy to get off. Mary closed her eyes tight as she could hear him yelling at her. Her hands were now shaking with the fear that she had felt that day. Mary jumped when she heard the door open. She looked over with fearful eyes to see if George was in her room. She let out a breath when she saw Hilda standing at the doorway.

"I'm sorry Mary, I didn't mean to scare you." She told the younger woman. Mary's eyes went back to normal as she saw the older woman.

"It is okay. I was having a little flashback." At the word flashback, Hilda moved slowly toward her.

"Are you alright? Do you want me to get Newkirk?" She asked her. Mary shook her head and told her.

"No, I will be okay." Mary smiled and stood up. She held up the dress and showed the older woman. "What do you think? Do you think Peter will like it?" She asked her. Hilda smiled wide when she saw the dress. She walked over and touched the dress.

"Mary this is beautiful. I know that Newkirk will love this dress." As she told her this, Mary smiled wide. Then Mary looked over and asked her.

"Hilda, can you help me do my hair please? I have always wanted to get my hair styled." Hilda smiled at the young woman and told her that she would help her. Mary thanked her and quickly hugged the older woman.

-MN-

Klink was sitting at his desk. He was looking at a paper that he had signed an hour ago. He sighed as he leaned forward, and signed the paper once again. He moved the paper to the side, as he leaned back into his chair. Klink looked over toward the window. He got up and walked over to the window, and opened it. He looked out and soon his eyes landed on Hogan. A large smile came to his lips. Klink closed his eyes, and remembered back to a few hours ago. He opened his eyes again and saw Hogan standing in front of Barracks 2. On his loves lips was a huge smile. Hogan turned to his left and told Kinch who was standing beside him something. Klink smiled wide as Hogan then jogged over to the Kommandantur. The older man closed the window and the curtains. He moved around the room, closing each set of curtains to the other windows as well. Klink quickly moved and sat down in his chair at his desk. He grabbed a piece of paper and made it look like he was working. He smiled to himself as he heard a knock at the door to his office. Hogan opened the door and walked in. Klink's smile grew as he heard Hogan lock the door. Hogan turned around and strolled over to the older man's desk. He sat down on the edge of the man's desk while still looking at him. Klink laid the paper down and glanced up at his younger love. Hogan took off his hat and placed it on top of the Pickelhaube that was on the desk. As he placed his hands back onto his lap, he heard his love speak.

"Can I help you?" He asked the younger man. Hogan smiled while glancing around the room. His smile grew as he saw all of the curtains closed. Hogan stood up and glided to the older Officer's chair. Klink pushed his chair out and watched Hogan stand in front of him. He watched as Hogan straddled him. He smiled to himself as Hogan sat down onto his lap. Hogan snaked his arms around the other man's neck.

"I think you can. See I have a complaint." He said while trying to force his smile away. Klink raise his right hand up to his chin.

"A complaint? What kind of complaint?" He asked him. Hogan leaned closer to the older man.

"There is this man that keeps watching me, and I don't know why." He said while failing in his attempt not to smile wide.

"Really? And who would this man be?" Klink smiled liking this little game that they were playing.

"Well, he is the Kommandant of the camp, and he keeps looking at me with such lustful looks." Hogan couldn't hold it in anymore, he had to let out a small chuckle. Klink couldn't help himself either he had to chuckle lightly as well.

"Well what do you want me to do about it?" He asked the man. 'I haven't played a game like this in a long time.' Klink thought to himself.

"I want you to make me yours. So that he will leave me alone and find someone else." He told him happily. 'This is so fun.' Hogan thought to himself. He watched as Klink tapped his finger on his chin. Then he leaned up and wrapped his arms around his loves hips.

"Well, I'll tell you what. If you are a good boy and do as told, than I might send this Kommandant to the cooler or to a Oflag." Hogan smiled wide and leaned in closer.

"How do you want me to be a good boy?" He asked him. Klink leaned in to where their lips where a inch away, and spoke.

"Well you have to give me a hell of a good kiss, and let me take you out to dinner in town tonight." He told him with a large smile. Smiling wide Hogan leaned in and kissed the man. Klink had to admit that the kiss that he was getting right now was the best one he had ever gotten. Hogan kissed him with hunger and want. He slid his hands up Hogan's back and pushed him closer to him. Hogan ran his tongue across his loves lower lip. Klink opened his mouth to let his loves tongue in. They both felt the desire come back to them as they kissed. They soon needed air and Hogan broke the kiss. They both panted while looking into each others eyes. A large smile came to Hogan's lips. Klink licked his lips and spoke.

"Well." He cleared his throat. "That was one hell of a kiss." He admitted.

"Good now you going to do something about that bad man that looks at me with lustful eyes?" Klink chuckled as Hogan was still playing the game.

"I would, but you have not said if you will come to dinner with me yet." He stated. Hogan narrowed his brows together.

"Wait? Really?" He asked him. He watched as the older man nodded his head. He felt a large grin come to his lips.

"Yes really. Do you want to come with me to dinner?" He asked him again.

"Yes I would." He smiled at this, then laughed as Klink spoke again.

"Well than the Kommandant will be put in the cooler." Both laughed lightly so that no one could hear them.

-MN-

Newkirk moved the stove back in place and looked around. He had been in the tunnels for a few hours making a uniform for Carter to wear on their next mission. He walked into the kitchen to see if he could see Mary. He went ahead and got himself a half of a glass of water when he didn't see her in the room. 'She must still be in the bedroom.' He thought to himself. With glass in hand, he made his way to their bedroom. He was almost to the bedroom when he saw the guards standing outside of the house threw the windows. 'Klink must have told them to stand watch and to protect Mary while I was in the tunnels.' He thought to himself as he walked to the door. He opened the door, and saw Mary in her new dress looking at herself in the floor length mirror. He stood there looking at his love with wide eyes. His arm dropped down that had the glass in it. Mary turned around when she heard water and a glass hit the floor. She saw Newkirk standing there looking at her in shock at the dress that she had made herself. The dress had long black sleeves. There was golden leaf embroidery around the end of the sleeves, going up her arm, and ending an inch pass her elbow. The sleeves had a open slit showing off the tiny bit of her shoulders. There also was the golden leaf embroidery as well as the gold studs sewn into the embroidery around the slits. The high collar covered her neck with the same golden embroidery, and the gold studs. The bodice of the dress had the golden leaf embroidery, going down the front. His eyes moved down and saw that the end of the dress was only a half an inch away from the floor. His eyes traveled back up her body and took everything in once again. Then he noticed her hair. It was down, and the sides were pinned back. Then he saw the one small braid with the gold studs place here and there within the braid.

"Peter?" He jumped when he heard her say his name. She walked over to him with worry in her eyes. "What's wrong?" She asked him. Newkirk tried to speak, but found that he couldn't. Mary moved closer to him and placed her hands on his chest. She watched his eyes travel down looking at her dress, than travel back up. He looked at the gold studs that were sewn on the high collar and slits of the dress. He had to admit that she had done amazing work. It was when she said his name again is when he spoke.

"Mary, that dress is…" He trailed off. Mary felt herself start to panic inside. 'What if he hates the dress, and he hits..NO HE WILL NOT HIT ME!' Mary screamed in her mind. She knew that her Huntsman would never hurt her.

"Peter, do you not like it?" She asked him. Newkirk felt a lopsided grin come to his face. 'When did I start doing a lopsided grin like Colonel Hogan?' He asked himself.

"No, I love it! Mary that is amazing work. Hell I can't do that!" Mary was taken aback by his reaction. Her eyes were wide and she had a small smile on her face.

"Really? You like it?" She asked him. Newkirk reached his hand out slowly and took hers into his. He moved her out and made her spin around. Mary giggled as he did this. He watched as the dress moved out as he spun her around. When she stopped the bottom of the dress wrapped around her legs then moved back in place.

"Mary, I love that dress. You look amazing in it!" He took three steps toward her. Mary smiled as she placed her hands back on his chest again.

"I'm glad you like it. This is the first dress I have ever made that was the way I wanted it." She told him and leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed him. Newkirk kissed her back but asked her once the kiss had broke.

"What do you mean, by the way you wanted it?" He asked her. Mary's smile fell a little as she told him.

"George would always tell me to make a dress that was plain, it couldn't have a shape to it. It had to be a dull one color, and easy to get off." She told him. Newkirk closed his eyes and thought to himself. 'I can't wait to hit this man.'

"But I am glad that you like it, and it covers the love bite." She told him while placing her arms on his shoulders. He chuckled as she said this.

"Yes it does." He leaned down to kiss her but yelped as her arm brushed against his love bite on his neck. Mary stood up on her tiptoes and pulled his turtleneck down. Her eyes widen and she leaned back down. He chuckled at the funny look on her face.

"Oh that looks bad." She said while still making the same funny face. Newkirk moved over to the mirror, and looked at his neck. His eyes widen some as he saw the dark red, blue, and purple mark.

"Oh wow you did give me a good one." He laughed as he turned around. Mary giggled and walked over to him. He wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I think that we should go and show everyone your amazing dress." He told her with a large smile.

"Do you think Papa will like it or…" She went to ask him but his words cut her off.

"I think he will love it." He told her. Then he looked at his watch and saw that it was almost time for noon roll call. Mary watched him moved over and get his long blue RAF coat. She giggled as he placed it on her shoulders.

"What is this for?" She asked him. "It's a somewhat warm day. I will not need your long coat, it will be too hot." She added. Newkirk smiled at her and told her.

"I think that you should wear it until you get hot, then you can take it off." He said with a wink. Mary smiled wide and nodded her head. She understood what he was telling her.

"Alright." She told him and buttoned the top button.

-MN-

Hogan was now in Barracks 2. He was sitting at the table staring down into his coffee cup. He was smiling wide at the thought of him and Klink going out to dinner tonight. He was brought out of his daydream when Schultz came in and called for roll call. Hogan was the last one out. He glanced up, and saw that Klink was standing there waiting on them to line up. Hogan made his way over and stood in front of the older Officer. They looked into each others eyes for a second and then looked away. They still had to hide the fact that they were in a relationship. Schultz was counting the men when Hogan looked over and saw Klink looking ahead of him. Hogan looked over and saw his daughter and best friend walking toward them. Klink glanced over and saw three of the new POW's looking at Mary like a piece of meat. He leaned over to Hogan and whispered loud enough for Kinch, Carter, and LeBeau to hear.

"I don't trust the three new POW's. I don't like the way they are looking at our daughter." He told them. The three looked at Klink as he said 'Our daughter?'. Then they looked over at Hogan as he spoke.

"Your right, I don't like that either. They will have to be watched closely. Neither one of us wants something to happened to our little girl." The three looked at each other and mouthed out 'our daughter', and 'our little girl'. As Mary and Newkirk walked up to both men, Mary smiled wide and looked over at Newkirk.

"Peter, thank you for your coat, but I am getting a little warm." She told him and unbuttoned the coat.

"Alright, here let me take it." He told her as he stepped behind her, and took his coat off of her shoulders. Everyone's eyes widen and their mouths dropped as they saw the dress that she was wearing. Hogan and Klink looked at each other, than back at Mary.

"Mary!" Mary looked over at her father with a wide grin.

"Yes Papa?" She asked him. Hogan stepped closer toward her. He looked at the dress up and down.

"You made that?" He asked her. Mary's wide grin turned into a sheepish one.

"Yes I did. I have never been able to make a dress that I've wanted to make before." Hogan looked up into her eyes and saw that she was seeing if he liked her dress. He smiled wide at her.

"That is a…" He tried to find the right word for the dress.

"Amazing, the word is amazing." Hogan looked over at Newkirk when he heard his rough British accent.

"Yeah it is!" He smiled wide and looked over at Klink as he spoke up.

"That is amazing. Mary, I have to say that you are just as great at this as Peter is." When Klink said Newkirk's first name he raised a brow at the older man. 'Did he just say my first name?' He asked himself.

"Well I don't know about that, but she is very good." He looked over at her and continued. "You will have to teach me how to make something that wonderful." Mary giggled at him. Both of them looked over at Klink when he spoke.

"Don't sell yourself short Newkirk, you are very good as well. I know that if you were to become a designer that a lot of people would pay big money to get something you've made." Newkirk was lost for words at this. He had never thought that he was that good at anything really.

"Thank you." He thanked the older man.

"Mary if you want. I can call the woman in town and see if she can bring over some material today or tomorrow?" He asked her. Mary smiled and told him that she would like that very much.

-MN-

The three new POW's were standing there looking at this beautiful young woman. They looked at each other, and then looked back at her when she called Colonel Hogan 'Papa'. Two of them made a face, and looked at their leader. He was standing there licking and biting his lips. He had never seen a young woman look so good. He leaned over to the other two.

"Now that is a nice piece of ass." He told them.

"But Taylor, that is Colonel Hogan's daughter. You heard her call him Papa." The youngest one spoke up. Taylor looked at the younger man with narrowed eyes.

"Come on Kingston, it's not like we have whores walking around this fucking camp." The second oldest one told him.

"Myers is right, and if we play our cards right. She will not tell a soul about what we do to her." Kingston looked at Taylor with wide eyes. He looked over at the young woman. A terrible feeling went threw him at the thought of what his so called friends were going to do to this young woman. He looked back over at Myers as he spoke to him.

"Don't you go and tell on us either. If you do, than they will find you hanging from our barracks ceiling." Kingston's eyes widen even more at the threat. The youngest man look back at Taylor as he spoke again.

"Tomorrow night we will have our fun." He said with a evil grin on his lips.

-MN-

Mary walked to her father's room and stopped at the door. She thought back at the love bite that her father still had on his neck. Mary made a face as she closed her eyes. She raised her hand up and knocked on the door. Once she heard a 'come in' she opened the door and walked in. Her eyes fell on her father standing at the floor length mirror. She smiled to herself as she walked over to him. Mary saw that he was looking at himself in a red shirt. Hogan was wearing a red shirt with black dress trousers.

"Papa, what are you doing?" She asked him. Hogan looked at his daughter in the mirror. He sighed and turned around.

"Will asked me to go into town with him to have dinner. I am trying to figure out what to wear. I was going to wear my dress uniform, but I don't want to go out as a Colonel, just me." He told her with a sigh. Mary giggled and walked over to her father's clothes. She looked threw them, then walked back over to him with a black dress shirt, and a dark grey dress suit.

"Here put these on." She told him. Hogan narrowed his eyes in a playful way. Mary giggled as he did this. Her father took the clothes and went into the bathroom to change. Once he had put on what she had given him, he walked out of the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror again.

"I don't know about this." He said unsure. Mary giggled once again and walked over to him, with a dark grey tie. Hogan looked at the tie and put it on. She moved out of the way and let him see himself in the mirror. Hogan looked himself up and down once again.

"Okay yeah. I like it." He said with a large smile coming to his face. Mary smiled and shook her head.

"Where is Wilhelm?" She asked him.

"He is changing in your bathroom, I think." He told her not really knowing where the other man was. Mary smiled and walked out of the room. She went to make her way to hers and Newkirk's room when she saw her love going toward the room. She stopped him by calling his name softly. Newkirk turned and looked at her.

"Peter, Wilhelm is in there. He is getting ready for his and Papa's date." She said smiling widely. Newkirk smiled and nodded his head. They both looked back at the room Hogan was in, when he called for Mary to come back into the room. Newkirk smiled as Mary shook her head and went back to where her father was. Newkirk looked back at the door and walked in.

He walked into the room and saw Klink standing in front of the floor length mirror. He leaned against the door frame, and looked over on the bed. He saw different shirts and ties on the bed. He cleared his throat to get the older man's attention.

"What the hell!" Klink jumped and turned around. Newkirk couldn't help but laugh lightly. "Peter, I am not young anymore. So don't do that." Klink told him while grabbing his chest. Newkirk smiled and walked over to him. He looked at the shirts on the bed and tilted his head. Klink watched as the younger man grabbed the black suit with a dark blue shirt, and a dark navy blue tie. He walked over, and handed them to him.

"These will look a lot better." He told him. Klink raised a brow and changed into the suit. Once the suit was on he looked at himself in the mirror. He looked over at Newkirk and smiled at the younger man.

"You do know that, you are very good at picking out clothes and making them." Newkirk smiled at the older man. Then he had to ask him something.

"Why did you use my first name earlier?" Klink looked at the younger man with a smile.

"I don't know really, I just did." He lied. 'Because you remind me of him.' He thought to himself looking back into the mirror. Both looked over at the door as it opened. Mary walked in and looked at her Vater.

"Are you ready to go on your date with my Papa?" She asked him. Klink nodded his head, and asked her if he looked good in the suit that Newkirk picked out for him. She nodded her head, then watched the older man reach over and got something off of the dresser. Klink moved and put on a pear of slim framed glasses. Mary smiled at this, as did Newkirk. Klink walked out into the living room, while looking down at the floor. He stopped beside the sofa, and looked up to see Hogan standing there in his dark grey suit. He smiled wide as he looked at his love.

"Du siehst toll aus." Hogan smiled wide at hearing this.

"So tun sie." Klink's smile grew wide as he heard the young American Officer speak his native tongue. Then Hogan saw the glasses on his loves face. He smiled and added. "Where did you get the glasses from?" He asked him in English. Klink smiled and told him in English.

"I have had them, but I just have never war them too much before." He said touching the side of the glasses. He looked at Hogan when he spoke.

"Well I like them. I think they make you look younger." Klink smiled as Hogan walked over to him. Mary and Newkirk watched the two men smile at each other.

"Should we go?" The older man asked the younger.

"Yeah we should." Hogan walked over to his daughter. He leaned down and kissed her on the top of her head.

"You be good." He told her, then looked over at his best friend. Newkirk watched his Commanding Officer narrow his eyes at him. "And you too." He added. Mary smiled at her Huntsman and then spoke.

"We will both be good, and I should tell you two the same." She watched as her father smiled wide, and told her that they would try to be.

After the two Colonel's left to go on their date, did Newkirk look over at Mary. She was now standing on the little porch that was on the small house watching her father's drive away. He smiled to himself, and thought of something that would make his love smile. Newkirk reached over slowly and took Mary's hand into his. She looked over at him and smiled. Still smiling he led her into the small house. Mary giggled and followed her love back into the house. She stopped when she found herself in his arms. She looked up at him, and saw that he wanted to ask her something.

"Peter what is it that you want to ask me?" He narrowed his brows together, then smiled wide down at her.

"You know me so well." He chuckled at the fact that although they had not been together long, his love knows him so well.

"What do you want to ask me?" She asked him again. Newkirk smiled and started to tell her.

"Well, they are going on a date…so I was wondering." Mary looked up into his blue flamed eyes as he spoke.

"Wondering what?" Her smile grew into a grin.

"Well, I know that we can't go out, but we could have our own little date here at the house." He watched her snowy blue eyes light up with happiness. "Mary, would you like to have a date with me here at the house?" He asked her. He chuckled as Mary tilted her head and pretended to think about the question. Then she looked into his eyes and said in the most happiest voice that he had never heard until now.

"I would love too!" Newkirk smiled while leaning down, and kissed her on the lips. He broke the kiss and told her.

"Alright, but I will cook us supper and do the dishes." Her brows narrowed when he said this.

"You can cook?" She asked him. Newkirk nodded his head as he spoke.

"Yeah I can. I used to cook supper for my younger brother." He told her. Mary smiled when he told her more about himself.

"Really? What are you going to cook for us?" He watched her smiled wide and saw the wonder in her eyes.

"Well I was thinking of making Irish stew." He told her. He watched as she narrowed her brows together once again.

"I don't think I have ever had that before." She admitted to him. Newkirk smiled wide and kissed her again then jogged to the kitchen. Mary giggled as she walked behind him to the kitchen.

-MN-

Hogan followed Klink into a fancy restaurant. He looked around and knew that this place would cost a good bit of money. He looked over at his date, and was about to say that this place was too much when Klink smiled at him. Hogan looked at him with a confused look. They followed a older woman outside into a little secret garden. Hogan looked around and saw a table with two chairs. He looked up and saw lights hanging in the trees. He looked down at the lights setting around the table. He smiled to himself as he saw the spring flowers in bloom. He looked over to his right and saw his loves hand. Hogan smiled and took his loves hand and let him walk him over to the table. They sat down at the table. Hogan looked around to see where the menu was, when he didn't see it he looked at Klink.

"Where is the menu?" He asked him. He watched a large smile come to his loves lips.

"We don't need it. I already told them what to make us." He said with the smile widening. Hogan narrowed his eyes in wonder what they would be eating for dinner. They sat there for a few minutes when the older woman who had showed them to their table, came out with their drinks. Hogan looked at his drink and narrowed his brows. Klink thanked the older woman and took a drink of his unknown drink. Hogan brought the drink to his lips and took a small drink. Hogan's eyes widen as he swallowed.

"What is this?" He asked the older man.

"This is Afri-Cola." Klink watched the younger man smile and take another drink.

"So what do you want to talk about?" Hogan asked as he sat down his drink. Klink smiled and leaned forward.

"I really don't know. We have talked about so much over the past two years. I really don't know what there is left to talk about." Hogan leaned back in his chair, and thought about what new things they could find out about each other.

"Okay, how about we talk about things that we should know about each other." Klink raised a brow.

"Like what? Like health, past relationships?" He asked the younger man. Hogan leaned forward and nodded his head.

"Yeah, I will go first." He stated then he tilted his head and thought about what to tell his love. Then he moved his head back and spoke again. "Well I told you about mine and Lizzie's relationship, but I have to say that she was the only woman I have ever dated since then." Klink's glasses slid down some on his face. He pushed them up by the side when he spoke.

"Robert. I have seen you flirt with many women and I know that you have slept with them." He said seting his arms on the table and leaning forward. Hogan smiled and did the same.

"Yeah, they were all one night stands, and I have never dated them." He told his love. "But I did date a guy once after Lizzie. He is back home in America though." He added. Klink now raised his brows.

"Really? What was his name?" He asked him. Hogan saw something flash within Klink's eyes. 'Is he getting jealous?' He asked himself.

"His name was Jason Waters." Klink looked away, and then looked back at the younger man.

"What was he like, and what happened?" He asked the younger man while trying to hide his jealous tone. Hogan bit his lip and tried not to smile.

"Well he was about eight years older than me. He was taller, and had dark brown hair. He had green eyes, and he was a great guy." Hogan watched as Klink's left eye twitch slightly. He tried hard not to laugh at the older jealous man.

"What happened?" Klink asked again now in a very well known jealous tone. The younger officer reached over, and placed his hand onto the older officer's.

"Will. He was good, when people were around. But when it was just me and him, he was very different. He would drink like a fish, and when he did drink. He would get in moods that would take me back to days with my dad. He yelled and screamed at me. There was one time that he said a word wrong, and I corrected him." Klink's eyes now showed a worried look within them.

"What did he do?" He asked him. Hogan sighed.

"He slap me so hard that I heard ringing in my ears for hours." He saw his love move his hand over his own. Hogan looked up and smiled at his new love.

"Robert, I'm sorry." He told him in a low voice.

"Don't worry about it. I left him after that. I got out while I still could, I know some that are too scared to do so." He told the truth. Klink nodded his head when his love had said this. "What about you?" Klink looked up at the question. He smiled and told his love the truth.

"Well, I was in a relationship with a man for fifteen years." He chuckled when he saw the younger man's eyes widen and mouth drop.

"What?" He asked leaning in closer.

"Yes. His name was Everett Werner. He was perfect." Klink smiled as he spoke, but then looked into Hogan's eyes and saw not only jealousy, but hurt as well. He squeezed his young loves hand. "Let me finish Robert. Yes Everett was the perfect love, but I lost him in the crash that took most of the sight in my left eye." Hogan's eyes widen at this news.

"Will, I didn't know that. I'm sorry that I got a little jealous." He started, but the older man cut him off by saying.

"Don't be sorry my witty fox." Hogan smiled wide when he heard the nickname that his love had given him. "Never be sorry for feeling what you do." He told him.

"Thanks, but please go on. Tell me what happened that day. Please." Klink sighed as he started to speak again.

"Well, we were flying over the French countryside. We were only doing a test flight. We were on our way back to the base when three British flyers came on us. He was able to shoot down one, but one of the two was on Everett's side started to shoot. A bullet came threw the window and hit him in the head. I felt my eyes widen when I heard the glass break." Hogan's eyes widen even more as Klink spoke. "I had to reach over him to get the gun. As I was returning fire, I could hear him moaning in my ear. I shot down the one on Everett's side. I was finally able to get us away from them. But the plane had been damaged. I had to make a crash landing in a field. After the plane was down, I got him out of the plane and laid him down on the ground. I felt the pain in my eye from the smoke and debris that had come from the plane. But he was in so much pain that I didn't have time to think of myself at that moment. I told him that he was going to be alright, but he told me to end his pain." Hogan watched as a tear came to his loves eye. "I told him that I couldn't, but I knew that he would not make it back to the base. So I got out my gun, I asked him if he wanted me to do something for him after or if he had something to tell me." Klink smiled a sadden smile. Hogan squeezed the older man's hand as he was remembering that moment that had haunted him so long.

"What did he tell you?" He asked him in a sadden voice. Klink closed his eyes and told him.

"He told me that he loved me, that he was proud of me. He told me that I had to love again, and I would hear him tell me who I was to spend the rest of my life with. He told me that he didn't want me to spend the rest of my life alone. After he said that I place the gun to his chest, and pulled the trigger. Then it was over. I fell on him, and was crying so hard. I heard a noise behind me, and looked behind me." Hogan tried to look at the older man with the hot tears falling from his eyes.

"What did you hear?" He asked him trying to hold the sob in. Klink looked at the younger man with his own tear filled eyes.

"I heard someone behind me crying." He told him. Hogan narrowed his brows.

"Who was it?" He asked him.

"It was the British pilot that I had shot down. He had crashed not too far away from me. He had came up behind me to shoot me in the back, but he had stopped as he heard Everett speaking to me. He saw that I was in so much pain from losing the man I loved so much. I watched the man walk over to me, drop his gun to the ground. He knelt beside me and pulled me over to him. I sat there on the cold wet ground, and cried in that man's arms. After I had calmed down some, he help me dig a grave, and bury my love." Hogan let out a sob as his love told him this. He calmed down long enough to ask him.

"Where is he buried at?" Klink smiled a weak smile and told his new love.

"He is between two fields, with wild cherry trees in a half circle, and wild roses under the trees." He told him with a smile. "I would go there every year, and place flowers on Everett's grave, and the British pilot would come there too on that day. We would meet, and he would also place flowers on the grave as well. The year that I had went to France and I know that you had tagged along." Hogan smiled a sheepish grin, but it turned into a real smile as Klink spoke again. "I went to the grave and found a tombstone with Everett's name on it. I knew that Blackwood had put it there." Hogan thought on the name, and then asked.

"Blackwood? Like in Thomas Blackwood?" He asked him. Klink nodded his head and said.

"Yes. That's the man's name. Do you know him?" He asked wondering if his love knew of the man.

"He works with my adopted father Butler. They always go back and forth with smartass banter." Both men laughed at this. Klink couldn't believe that his love knew of the man that almost killed him, but instead was there for him in the most painful time in his life.

-MN-

Mary was sitting in a chair watching her Huntsman cook her dinner. She smiled to herself as he moved around the kitchen. Her eyes watched him cut the vegetables, and put them in the large pot. She had to admit that she didn't think he would know how to cook at all. Mary looked down at the table, and thought back on the three weeks that she had spent with her father. She smiled softly as she remembered her father cooking her something to eat every morning that she was there with him. Both of them at the table talking about what they were going to do that day. If Mary had to guess, that the short amount of time that she had spent with her father is the only thing that really saved her in away. She closed her eyes and thought back when she would go to the air base. She would always had to wait until George had left to go out of town with her mother. A large smile came to her lips as she remembered seeing her father for the first time.

"Mary?" Mary jumped when she heard Newkirk's rough voice say her name. She looked into his blue flamed eyes as he took a seat next to her. "You alright?" He asked. Mary nodded her head and smiled.

"I was just thinking back when the first time I saw my Papa." Her smile grew wider when she saw him place his arms on the table and lean in.

"Well, I was about four then. I had sneaked out of the house, and hid in George's car. He didn't know I was there. I had just found my birth certificate, and I wanted to see if I could find my real father. When George parked the car, I waited awhile then got out of the car. I walked around the air base." She giggled. "No one even noticed me. I just walked around, and finally I went up to an older woman and asked her if she had seen my Papa. Which I had said his name at the time, and the woman took me to the hanger. She looked around then she pointed him out to me. He was standing beside General Butler talking. Their backs were to me so I just walked up beside him and put my hand into his. He looked down at me, and I looked up at him. He asked me my name and I told him. I remember his eyes got wide and he quickly looked over to Butler. Butler's mouth was wide open, then I saw him lean in and tell my Papa something. Then my Papa knelt down and told me that I had to go home, or find my father and he can take me home." Newkirk smiled wider as Mary spoke of what she did next.

"I shook my head and I said, nope staying here with you. I don't care if you like it or not, but I'm staying." He laughed as he watch his love start to talk with her hands. "I remember he sighed and told me, okay I guess if you want to stay then you have too. Then he asked me if I wanted to see the whole base, and I smiled wide at him. I nodded my head so fast that I made myself a little dizzy and I fell backwards. I looked up at him, and saw him smiling and laughing. Then he smiled wide and, told me, lets go and take a look around." Newkirk smiled as he watched the happy memory play before Mary's eyes.

"Did you sneak on the air base a lot?" He asked her.

"Yes I did. I would go there, and always be out of George's sight, which I knew if I was with my father than George would not come around him or anywhere he was." Newkirk narrowed his brows together.

"Why does George hate your father so much?" He asked her the question that he had wanted to know for awhile now. Mary smiled at him and lifted her hand while stretching out her pointer finger.

"Because father out ranked him so quickly. See when Papa was with Mama they were both 21. Papa was a Sergeant First Class when they got together. They were together for three months, then Mama heard a rumor that Papa was going to be made a Captain." Newkirk cut her off by saying.

"Wait that is a big step. What made her think that he was going to be made a Captain?" He asked her. Mary shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know, but she thought that he was going to get it, but Papa told me that it was just a rumor. He said that he told her that he was not getting it, so she left him for George who had been made a new Major. I know that she probably had her eye on him just in case." She saw her Huntsman's brows narrow again. "Mama was what you call rank hungry. She would be with someone that was a high rank until someone else would come along who had a higher one."

"Oh so she was using him?" He asked her. Mary nodded her head and spoke.

"I think she was, I know that Papa loved Mama a lot. So when she left him it hurt him so badly. He told me that he was so upset that he didn't want to live, but grandfather helped him." She smiled as Newkirk gave her an odd look. She giggled and said.

"General Butler, I always called him grandfather. But it was after I was born is when Papa was jumped up from Sergeant First Class to Major, then within a month he was made a Lieutenant Colonel. That is when Mama knew she picked the wrong man. I was told that Mama would always yell at George for being no count, and was not good enough for her. She would tell him that he should be more like Papa, and do better. I remember it was the day after I met Papa, is when George changed, and started to beat Mama. He told her that she was married to him, and that we were his property, and that he owned us. That is when she started to act differently." Newkirk looked down at the table, but looked at Mary again when she spoke.

"I think it was also the fact that Papa was better than George in everything. Papa was and is a fast learner, and he was and is very smart. I remember one time that George came home, and he was so mad that Papa had been given something that was suppose to go to him. I think it was like a Commanding position of a bomber squad, that George wanted. Then when Butler gave the position to Papa and not him, he got so angry. He called for Mama, and she came to him. He told her to bring me to him and she did. He told her to set down beside him, she did. He took my hand and made me sit on his lap. He ran his hand over me and up my leg. He told us that he was our god, we were to do as told and never question it. Then he, well you know." Mary said with a small sad smile. Newkirk looked down, and slid his hand over to hers. He slid his hand on top of hers and squeezed it softly. Mary moved her other free hand over top of his and patted his hand. He looked up at her and saw her smiling at him in a loving way. This in return made him smile.

"So tell me about your family?" She asked him. He sighed and started to speak.

"Well my Dad is English and my Mum is Welsh. I have two brothers and three sisters. In order from oldest to youngest is, Mavis, Mason, Iris, then me, Isabelle, and then last is my little brother Hunter. My Mum was a dancer and artist, she could paint anything." Mary smiled as her love talked of his mother. "Dad was a stage magician, he was really good. That's were I learned it from, but Mum and Dad they were always gone. My grandfather, Dad's father was there with us kids. He really didn't care what we did. My oldest sister Mavis raised me, my older brother, and older sister. Then when she got married, I ran off with the circus, because Mason and Iris didn't want to watch me. They had their own lives to live, but I learned a lot while I was there in the circus though. I learnt how to throw knives and shoot a bow. I can even do trick shots." He stopped when Mary cut in.

"Really?!" He looked at her with wide eyes. She was looking at him with such excitement. Newkirk nodded his head and was not expecting what came next. "Can you teach me?! I have always wanted to learn how to shoot a bow and do trick shots!" He felt a large smile come to his face.

"Yeah, I can teach you." He said while chuckling lightly. Mary smiled wide, then quickly moved out and grabbed him by his jacket collar. She pulled him in and kissed him hard on the lips. After the quick kiss broke she quickly said.

"Thank you." Then she quickly let go of him, and then sat down. He was still in shock as he watched her composed herself. She then moved her hand out for him to continue what he was saying. Newkirk chuckled at the sight, he shook his head and continued. Mary sat there with a sheepish grin and listened to him.

"Okay, well it was thirteen years ago that the circus came back to town. After the last show, I saw my sister Mavis walk up to me. She told me that she had taken in my younger sister Izzy, but Mum had just given birth to a little boy. Mavis told me that she could not take him, and Mason and Iris was off doing their own things. So she asked me if I could give up the circus and take care of him. I remember that she was telling me that I didn't have to, that she was just wondering if I could. She told me that if I didn't want to, then she would have to take him to a orphanage." Newkirk saw the look in Mary's eyes, and knew what she was going to ask him.

"Yes Mary, I gave up the circus and went home." He smiled wide as Mary let out a sigh. She looked at him as he kept talking. "I remember walking into the house, and thinking nothing had changed. I heard a noise by the fireplace. I called out for Mum and Dad, even Grandad, but I heard nothing. I walked over and saw a note beside of the little bassinet."

"What did it say?" She asked him. Newkirk shook his head and told her.

"The note said, He doesn't have a name. You can name him as long as it starts with a P. He was fed at noon, you will have to get things for him. The only thing we have is your old bassinet. We are late for our trip to Spain, and your grandad is in a new place called something. It is a nursing home for older people. You are on your own. We will not be back for about six months or so." As Mary heard this she could feel something within her build. Newkirk looked over, and saw her get angry at this. He moved his hand over on hers again. She looked at him as he spoke.

"I know Mary, I was angry too, but I looked over and he was a newborn. I picked him up, and held him in my arms. I told him that they said that I had to give him a name that started with a P, because they wanted two of each kid to have the same first initial as one of the others. So I named him Hunter." Mary smiled and giggled at this. Then she asked him.

"What is your little brother like?" Newkirk smiled, and got up and checked on their dinner. He told her as he got them some bowls.

"He is thirteen now. He has brown hair like me, but he has Mum's emerald eyes though. He is a good kid. He studies hard and always trying to do something to make me proud of him, but he doesn't have too. You know that Dad always yells at him when he calls me Dad and not him." Newkirk put one bowl down while Mary told him.

"Well, you raised him, so I think he should call you that." He smiled and unseen smile when he heard this. Then he spoke out loud once again.

"I just hope and pray that he is alright, and safe. That he is still the good kid that I remember." Mary stood up and walked over to her love. She placed a hand on his arm and this made him look at her.

"I know that he is being good." She saw that Newkirk was about to ask her how would she know, when she told him the truth. "Because you raised him, and I know that you are and will be a damn good father to any child that needs one." He smiled wide and felt his heart fill with such pride at her words. Then he took both of their bowls of dinner in each of his hands. He motioned his head toward the dining room. Mary giggled and followed her love into the next room.

-MN-

Hogan and Klink had ate their dinner. Hogan was very happy that their dinner was his favorite. He didn't think that Klink would remember that he loved pot roast. Both of them were now thinking of what to ask the other. They had pretty much told each other everything over the years of knowing each other. Klink sat down his drink, and leaned back in his chair. His eyes looked over at Hogan as his love looked around the small little garden. 'Well we had talked about past relationships. So now what?' He asked himself. He smiled as his loves chocolate eyes looked into his.

"So now what do you want to talk about?" Hogan asked moving his chair over to his love. Klink chuckled as the younger man did this.

"You are like a child at times." Hogan smiled then spoke.

"Yeah I am, but you love it." He told him now inches away from him. Klink watched as his love placed his arms on the table once again, and leaned into him. Klink moved and did the same.

"Okay we talked about past relationships. So now we can talk about health." He watched as the younger man looked away quickly. He narrowed his eyes at him. "What is it Robert?" He asked him. Hogan looked back at him with a sheepish grin.

"Well there is something I do need to tell you." He started. Klink tilted his head at this.

"Remember when I told you that I had drank so much, and that I had past out and hit my head on the tub." He stated.

"Yes I do. Why?" Klink didn't know if he was going to like what his love was going to say next.

"Well, after that…I…kinda….have seizures now." Klink's eyes widen as his love drug out what he had to tell him.

"You what?" Hogan smiled sheepishly, but it soon fell as he saw the anger rose in his loves eyes. 'Oh shit.' He thought to himself.

"Robert! Why didn't you tell me this!?" As Klink said this he sat straight up. "You could have had a seizure, and I don't have or know what medicine that you take for it!" When he said the word medicine, he saw Hogan make a lopsided smile and move his hand back to rub the back of his neck and head. Then he knew.

"Robert, please tell me you take medicine for your seizures?" He asked him. He watched as Hogan looked away and slid his hand to the side of his neck. "ROBERT!" Hogan looked at him with wide eyes when Klink yelled his name.

"Okay, I don't take anything for them." He said in a low childish voice. Klink felt his left eye twitch again. Hogan pointed his finger and said in a joking voice. "Is that new. You should get that looked at." He laughed until he saw the anger in his loves eyes. He shook his head and only said. "No, okay." He looked away then back at Klink as he spoke to him.

"Robert, that is something that you need to have medicine for. If you have one at the house and Mary is there, she will see it and get scared." As he said their daughter's name Hogan's heart dropped. He had never thought about what would happen if he had one in front of her.

"Okay I get it, but I do know when they are coming on though." He told him. Klink narrowed his eyes as his love spoke.

"How?" He asked him. Hogan sighed and told the older man.

"I get really bad headaches. I can feel my head start to feel…feel like my skin is moving. If I feel it I go into my office and shut the door, but before that I tell the guys to give me an hour to think, and to leave me alone." Klink cut him off at this point.

"Your office, the guys! You mean to tell me that you have had them in the camp, and you never told anyone!?" Hogan closed his eyes tight as his love was now really yelling at him. He opened his eyes when the yelling had stopped.

"Yes I have, but the only time I get them is when I'm really stressed out. I have only had…" He trailed off wondering if he should finish what he was going to say.

"Had? How many have you had Robert?" He asked. Hogan closed his eyes tight again as he told him.

"Eight."

"EIGHT!" Hogan opened his eyes when he heard Klink's chair hit the floor. He looked up into a pear of very pissed off baby blues.

"Yes eight, but I know when they are coming though." He added. 'Yeah that will calm him down dumbass.' His inner voice told him. Hogan sighed and stood up. He reached out slowly, and took his loves hands into his. Klink didn't take his eyes off the chocolate brown eyes.

"I'll tell you what Will. You call the doctor and I will go and get medicine for it, but…" He looked into the baby blue eyes. Klink saw worry behind his loves eyes.

"But what?" He asked him.

"But this doesn't go into your file of me." Klink raised a brow at this. He was going to ask why when Hogan told him. "We both know when Hochstetter comes to the camp, and we both know he will. He will go threw the files, and we both know he goes threw my file first. He goes threw it to see if there something there that he can use against me." Klink closed his eyes and now knew why Hogan didn't tell him about this before.

"That's why you didn't tell me. If he knows that you have seizures then he could and would cause one to get you to talk." Klink opened his eyes half way threw this and saw Hogan nodd his head.

"No one knows about this but you." Klink narrowed his brows at the younger man. Then made a surprised face at Hogan at what was asked next.

"Well since we are both standing…" He watched his loves face get red. "How about we dance?" He asked him. Klink smiled wide. Taking one of Hogan's hands he led him away from the table. He then wrapped his arms around the younger man's waist. Hogan chuckled as he placed his arms around the older man's neck. They moved back and forth as they danced to no music. Klink saw that Hogan wanted to ask him something else.

"Just ask it Robert?" He smiled as he now knew that his love knew him too well.

"Okay. What did you really want to be? And I don't mean in the military either." Klink smiled as he told him.

"Well I was going to be a doctor, but my father took me out a day before I could get my medical degree." He saw the younger man raise a brow. "My older brother Wolfgang didn't want to be in the military, so I had to be. I was so heart broken when my father told me that I had to go and that I was not going to be a doctor."

"Well that was not very nice. I mean you would have made a really nice looking doctor." Klink's face redden at this.

"I know, but I had to do it. My sister was soon getting married, and like my father told me that every man in my family had to be in the military. So I had no choice…" Hogan's words cut him off.

"You have a sister?!" He asked him. Klink smiled and nodded his head.

"Yes I do, her name is Jolanthe."

"Oh ok…Oh that's who is the little girl in the picture frame on your desk is. That's her when she was younger." He stated. Klink nodded his head. Hogan was taken by surprised when Klink dipped him. This cause Hogan to laugh out loud. When he was brought up again he leaned in and kissed his love.

-MN-

After they ate, and Newkirk had done the dishes; he and Mary were sitting on the sofa. Mary had her head on her loves chest listening to his heart beat. Newkirk had his head on top of hers. Then an idea came to his mind, he sat her up slowly, then stood up. Mary gave him a odd look when he pushed the coffee table to the side. Then she watched him walk over to the record player and put a record on. The music started to play. He turned around and saw Mary smiling at him. He walked over and moved his hand out.

"May I have this dance?" He asked her. Mary's smile fell when he asked her this.

"Oh Peter, I don't know how to dance." She admitted to him. Newkirk smiled and told her.

"Don't worry, I will lead, and it is a slow dance anyway." He said with a loving smile. Mary reached up and placed her hand into his. She stood up and let him lead her to the middle of the room. As the music played Newkirk took Mary's hand out. She looked at their hands, then looked back into his blue flamed eyes as she felt his other hand go around her waist.

"Where do I place my other hand?" She asked him. He smiled a small loving smile and told her.

"You place it on my shoulder." He watched as her face got a little red. Mary placed her hand on his shoulder, then she looked around and asked.

"Now what?" His loving smile widen as he started to moved them from side to side.

Mary giggled lightly as they moved side to side. Newkirk shifted them to where they were now going in a small circle. She smiled wide as she let him move her around the room. Their eyes never left each others; she was surprised when he stretched out his arm and letting go of her waist all in one swift motion. Mary giggled as he pulled her back to him. He placed his arm around her once again. Newkirk chuckled at the look on her face when he pulled her back in. They slowly danced around the room, until Mary stepped closer to him, and laid her head onto his chest. Newkirk smiled to himself and pulled their arms in slowly. He lifted Mary's other hand and placed it on his chest. She lifted her head and looked into his blue flamed eyes. A large smile came to her lips as she felt his other hand wrap around her waist along with the other one. Closing her eyes, she placed her head back onto his chest. Newkirk lowered his head and laid it on top of Mary's.

"I love you Mary. My diamond heart." He told her the truth. Mary smiled and sighed as she told him the truth as well.

"I love you Peter. My gold heart."

-MN-

The next morning Mary woke up early, and made her way to the kitchen. She and her Huntsman had went to bed around ten, and her fathers were still not home yet. She had heard them come in and saw her father peek in on them threw the mirror. She saw him smile to himself then close the door softly. Mary walked into the kitchen, and saw her father moving around the kitchen with a large smile on his face. But when she said his name he jumped.

"Morning Papa, it looks like you two had a wonderful date." Hogan smiled at her, but she saw the smile grow even larger as he answered her.

"Morning Snow, and yes we did." As her father started to step side to side she knew that he was very happy right now. Mary walked over and started to help him, but he side stepped, and told her.

"Nope, not this morning. I am going to make breakfast and you can keep me company." She giggled as her father moved around the kitchen. He looked over at her, and saw that she was looking down at the floor with a large smile on her face. Hogan stepped over to her; she looked up as he did so.

"How was your night last night?" He asked her. Mary smiled and told him about her own date.

"Well, Peter cooked supper. Than he showed me how to dance." Hogan watched his daughter light up as she spoke. Then he narrowed his brows.

"Wait, you have never danced before?" He asked her. She smiled and shook her head slowly. Hogan then reached his arms out and hugged her.

"Well at least Newkirk showed you how to dance." Mary hugged her father back, then looked up at him as he spoke again. "And you are not the only one who danced with the one they love last night." She saw the happiness shine in her father's eyes.

"Did you really?" She asked him. Hogan stepped away, and walked over to the stove as he talked.

"Yes I did." He said with an unseen smile. He turned around and handed Mary a bowl with a biscuit, and sausage gravy. She looked around him to see where….

"Papa where is Vater and my Huntsman's bowl's?" She asked him. Hogan smiled and told her.

"They can get theirs, but I thought that you would want to have father, daughter time." He told her with a smile. Hogan watched as the largest smile came to his daughter's lips.

"Really?!"

"Yeah, come on. It's warm outside this morning, so how about we go out on the little porch and eat?" He asked her. Mary nodded her head and they walked outside onto the little porch. Mary watched her father set down on the steps. Mary stepped down and sat beside him. She smoothed out the dress that Newkirk had made her. Hogan looked over as she smoothed the dress out.

"You really love that green dress don't you?" He asked her. Mary nodded her head as she spoke.

"Yes I do. This will be my favorite dress that he will ever make me." Hogan's eyes softened as he heard this. 'One day you won't need me.' He thought to himself. Mary looked over and smiled at him.

After they had ate their food, they were still sitting on the steps. Mary told her father about what her love had told her about his family, and how she would love to meet his little brother Hunter. After she had told him all about his best friend, things that he had never thought about asking him. He told her about Klink. Mary said that Klink would have made a great doctor and that he should go back, and see if he could get his degree. Hogan told her that she should bring that up with her Vater. She had smiled wide when he had called Klink by the German word for father. They were about to go in, when Hogan saw a car come threw the gates. He stood up and looked hard at the car. He knew that he had seen this car before, but where? His eyes widen as the woman got out of the car. Mary stood beside her father, and looked at the older woman. She then looked up at her father and saw a mixture of different things within his eyes. There was shock, worry, and the biggest was anger. Mary looked back at the older woman as she spoke.

"Papa. Who is that?" She asked him. Hogan's eyes and brows narrowed as he said the woman's name.

"That is Berlin Betty." Mary's eyes widen at the name. 'That's the woman who hurt my Gold Heart.' She thought to herself.

"Do you think, he still loves her?" She asked her father. Hogan placed a hand on her shoulder.