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.

8. Knowing The Unknown

A/N Shorts are actually boxers, they would not been called boxers until later on after the war. *fun fact*

A/N Electric mixers were invented in 1885 *fun fact*

A/N All the food is actually some type of German dishes that looked very good. All but the cake that is.

A/N Okay I made up what was wrong with Newkirk when he was a baby, because I didn't want to look it up, because there would have been somethings that I just couldn't read about and I know it would haunt me later on.

A/N Newkirk's middle name is a real name and NOT FROM THE MOVIES! It is a old surname that had been spelt differently over thousands of years. Mostly taking off the A and putting an H in front of it. BUT NOT FROM THE MOVIES! *just letting u know*

Vater = The German word for Father

Danke = Is Thank You in German

Herr = Mister in German

Kommandant = The German word for Commander

Wunderbar = Is Wonderful in German

Mein Gott = My god in German

Knowing The Unknown

The suns rays came threw a slit in the curtains. He tightened his still closed eyes, as the small part of light that came into the room hurt his head. Raising his hand up, and placing it over his eyes did it help his head some. The memories of last night played threw his mind. The woman in front of him looking at him with hatred within her eyes. Her lips pulled up showing her teeth at him like a rabid dog. Then the pain hitting his head out of nowhere, the rabid woman above him. His eyes saw the knife within her hand. In that moment he felt a mixture of different things. He felt sadness, regret, guilt, anger, and most importantly was helplessness. That he had not yet had his happy ending that his sister had always told him that he would have one day. That he was at that time unable to save himself from harms way. The sight of his love saving him from the rabid woman was something that he never thought he would ever see.

He felt a smile come to his face now. Within the dim lit room, her almost unclothed body standing there in front of the bed. The smile on her face as he told her that she was beautiful the way she looked in the moment. Her helping him up to take off his shirt, when he couldn't sit up on his own. The best thing out of all was feeling her warm flesh against his bare upper body. Stretching his arm out to feel her warm body next to him, but found… nothing. Newkirk removed his hand from his eyes. He glanced over, and saw that his love was not there. He sat up quickly and ran his eyes over the empty room. His heart started to race within his chest, his head feeling heavy once again.

"Mary?" He called out her name. Newkirk placed his hand up to his head and felt the bandages around his head. 'Where is she?' He asked himself. When he heard the door to their bedroom open he quickly turned his head. He sighed as he saw his Snow walk threw the door. Mary closed the door, then turned towards the bed. She smiled at him with a loving smile.

"Good morning gold heart." She told him as she walked over to his side of the bed. His eyes followed her as she walked.

"Where were you?" He asked her. Mary could hear the panic within his voice. She smiled and placed a hand onto his.

"I went to watch the two POW's be killed in front of the firing squad." She told him. Raising a brow he asked her.

"Why did you want to see that?" Mary smiled a weak smile.

"Vater said that I should be there. Before they died, he told the other POW's and guards what would happen if they acted like lustful animals." She told him. Newkirk couldn't believe that the man who saw him as a son would say that to anyone.

"He told them that?" He watched as she nodded her head at his question. He smiled as she raised up and placed her hand on the side of his head touching the bandages. With a smile she asked him.

"How is your head feeling?" He smiled when she added. "I left the curtains half closed for you." She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"It's hurting kinda bad, but thank you for closing the curtains for me, my diamonded heart." He said while trying to lean over to give her a kiss. When he leaned forward Mary helped him catch himself from almost passing out again.

"Peter, are you alright?" She asked him. Newkirk smiled and chuckled lightly when he spoke.

"Yeah I am. Guess I can't lean forward anytime soon." Mary smiled when she spoke next.

"No I guess not for awhile." She giggled lightly. Mary looked over while Newkirk glanced over at the door as it opened. The two Colonel's walked into the room. They both noticed as Mary helped their friend and son steady himself so not to fall over.

"You alright?" Hogan asked his best friend. Newkirk lifted his head up slowly, and made eye contact with Hogan.

"Yeah I am, my head is hurting pretty bad at the moment." He told them with a small smile. Klink moved closer to the bed and sat down on the side of the bed when he spoke.

"Do you want me to call the doctor again?" He asked him.

"No, I'll be alright. I am going to lay back down for awhile and see if it lets up. If not then yes you can call him then." He told him with a smile. The older man nodded his head and smiled at the young man.

"Alright, but I think that someone should stay here with you just in case you need help." He told him as he stood up. Two of the men looked over to Mary as she spoke.

"I will stay here with him, you two go and I'm sure you both have work to do." She told them, but looked over when she heard her love speak to her.

"You should go with Vater." Klink smiled wide when he heard the young man call him father in German. Hogan looked over at Klink with a raised brow. Mary smiled wider at hearing him call the older man father, then her smile fell as she realized what he had said.

"But Peter I want to stay here to be able to help you." Newkirk smiled and glanced over at her.

"Mary if George was to break in here now. I wouldn't be able to protect you. You should go with Vater and spend time with him for awhile. One of the guys can stay here with me. I'm sure Vater has not called the woman about the materials yet." He told her. Klink was smiling wider now. Then he heard his son speak about the materials. He looked over to his daughter and spoke to her.

"Peter is right. I have not called her yet and I can see if she can come out today. He is also right about if George was to get in here now, Peter could not help you. You can come with me and one of his friends can stay with him." He told her. Mary sighed at the reasons. She knew that they were both right, but she did want to stay with her gold heart.

"Alright I will go with you, but whoever is here better come and get me if Peter needs me." She warned them without realizing it. Klink nodded his head, then looked over to his son.

"Later once you feel better, I think that you should take a hot shower." He told him. Newkirk slowly leaned back with the help of his love. Then once he was now laying on the bed he spoke.

"Alright, but who will help me?" He asked not knowing. Mary smiled then spoke up.

"Peter, I will help you take a shower. Don't worry about that my gold heart." She told him with a loving smile. He glanced at her then at her father. Hogan's eyes were wide at what his daughter had just said. Newkirk glanced back over to speak to his love.

"Mary, you do know that I will have to take my clothes off right?" He asked her. When Mary spoke again three men had different reactions. Klink chuckled, while Hogan's eyes widen, and Newkirk's face turned slightly red.

"No Peter I didn't know that. I just thought that you were going to get clean by wearing your clothes in the shower. Come on Peter, I have seen a man before, and I can wear my nightgown in the shower." She told him. Hogan looked over to Klink when he felt the older man's eyes on him. He narrowed his eyes when he spoke.

"See, just like you." Was all he told him. Mary giggled at this, then spoke again.

"Who do you think taught me." This made Klink start to laugh, as Hogan shook his head. Newkirk smiled wide then spoke up.

"She is like you in a lot of ways you know." Hogan quickly looked up at his best friend to find him smiling wide at him.

-MN-

Mary was now sitting in her Vater's office in the chair he had brought in for her. He had called the woman, and told her to put pretty much everything that she had in a large truck that he was sending. Mary looked out the window, and up to the clear blue sky. Her mind was on her love and if he was doing alright. When asked, both Kinch and Carter said that they would stay with their friend. She closed her eyes and thought about her love. 'Peter's head is hurting so badly. I hope that my sweet Huntsman feels better when he wakes up.' After Mary had thought this, she prayed for her love to feel better. Then the thought of her helping him in the shower, and what he had told her came to mind. She smiled to herself as the image of her love with no clothes on in the shower came to her mind. Her face heated up with the image, as a large smile came to her face.

"What are you smiling for?" Mary's eyes snapped open when she heard her Vater's voice.

"Nothing!" The older man held back a laugh when Mary pretty much yelled out. Then there was a knock on the door. Hilda opened the door and saw Mary's redden face. She looked over at her boss when he spoke to her.

"Yes." He said in the best voice that he could do without letting out the laugh he was holding.

"The woman is here with the materials." She told him with an odd look.

"Danke." He thanked her as he stood up. He walked to the door then stopped to look back at Mary. "Come on lets find you some materials." He added with a smile. Mary smiled and got up from her chair.

They made their way out to the truck. The truck was very large, if Mary had to guess that this truck was used for moving large machinery. When she made it to the truck two guards help Mary into the open back. Once inside Mary's eyes widen at the sight of all different styles of materials. Klink got into the back of the truck, and was now watching his daughter walk around the truck with the largest smile he had ever seen on her face. He turned his head to his right as his love hopped up in the back of the truck as well. Hogan smiled wide at his daughter then leaned over to his love.

"She looks like a kid in a candy shop." Both men chuckled at this.

"Yes she does." The older man spoke then turned around as he heard a voice.

"What is this doing here?" Both Colonel's turned around and saw General Burkhalter standing behind them on the ground. Klink moved and jumped down. He walked over to the fat General then spoke.

"This truck is full of different types of fabrics for Mary to make herself clothes, and well for others as well." He told the older man. As Klink spoke Burkhalter smiled wide at this. All three looked at the young lady as she walked over to the edge of the truck with three rolls in her arms. Her two father's narrowed their eyes at her, while the General raised a brow at her. She looked over at her father when he spoke to her.

"Mary is that all your going to get?" He asked her. Mary smiled as she nodded her head, then looked at her Vater when he spoke up.

"Mary you can get as much as you want too." He told her. She smiled at him then said in a sheepish voice.

"Well actually, I would love to have this whole truck, but I am fine with just these three for now." Her eyes looked over at the General when he spoke up now.

"Well Lady Mary if you want the whole truck I don't see no reason why you can't have it." He told her with a large smile. Mary went to hold her hand up, but almost dropped the three rolls in her arms. Hogan moved quickly and took them from her to hold for her. Mary thanked her father then turned back to the General.

"No Herr General. I couldn't possibly get the whole truck. I mean, I would love to have it, but that is too much for Vater to get for me. I'm fine with just these three rolls." This was when Burkhalter cut in by saying.

"Why do you think that you don't deserve anything more than what you think you do?" He asked her. This took all three aback by this. The two men looked over at their daughter when she spoke.

"I really don't know…"

"Yes you do." The General cut in once again. "You are thinking that this is a trap, and if you get more than what you want or need then you will be punished… correct." He told her in a strong but soft voice. All three men watched the young woman nod her head slowly.

"Yes that is correct Herr General. If I would ask for more than what I was told to get, I was beaten and told not to ask for anything at all." As Mary spoke Hogan sat down the three rolls of fabric. He moved over, and slowly hugged his daughter. She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. He smiled and wiped them away as he spoke to her.

"Snow, my sweet little snow. You will not be beaten or anything like that. If you want this whole truckload then you can have it." Hogan saw that she was about to disagree with him when he held up his hand. "Snow, when we are born we want food, water, and love. That is all we do when we are young is to want. Some want more than what they need, and that is, and can be very selfish of them. But there are some that know what their needs and wants are. Snow honey, there are some that think that they don't need or want anything, but they do. They just don't know it or if they do, they just think that they don't deserve anything." He smiled a loving smile at her. "You can say that you want the whole truckload, there will be no beating or anything like that. Plus I'm sure this nice woman would be more than happy if you took this whole truckload." Hogan looked over at the older woman who nodded her head.

"Yes I would be. I need the money very badly for my family. Food is getting hard to find now, and if I don't make a lot of sales within in a week, my family goes hungry." She told them the truth. Mary narrowed her brows at this news, but looked back over to the General when he spoke to her.

"See Lady Mary, if you want this whole truck than I will buy the whole truckload for you." He told her with a smile. Mary was about to say no when the older woman's words came back to her. 'Food is getting hard to find. My family will go hungry.' Mary smiled then turned her body toward the General and asked him.

"Herr General, can you please buy this whole truckload for me?" All three men smiled at her. General Burkhalter smiled then spoke.

"Yes Lady Mary, I will." Mary smiled at him then turned toward the older woman when she let out a sob. She quickly walked over to Mary, and hugged her.

"Danke Danke Danke my dear. My family will eat good for many weeks thanks to you." She pulled back and looked at the younger woman with tears in her eyes. Mary smiled at her and then thanked her.

"No Danke. I have never been able to get ahold of this much fabric before. I know that I will be able to make so many clothes for myself, and for my love ones. I hope that you will come by and let me show you all that I have made with all the materials that you have." The older woman nodded her head, and said that she would come back and see all that Mary had made.

-MN-

Mary walked to hers and her loves bedroom. She opened the door, and saw her love in bed asleep. Her eyes glanced over and saw Kinch sitting at the small table in the room reading a book. He looked up at her as she walked quietly into the room. Mary mouthed out where Carter was. Kinch smiled and pointed at the door, and mouthed out that the young man was in the kitchen. Mary smiled while nodding her head then looked over at her Huntsman. She walked over to him, leaning down she kissed him on the lips. Once she had leaned back up her right hand touched his cheek. Kinch smiled at the sight of this young woman checking on the man that she loves dearly. After Mary watched her love sleep for a bit, she told Kinch that she was going back with her father to her Vater's office. Kinch nodded his head and told her that if something was to happen that he was send Carter to get her. Mary thanked him and walked out of the room to let her love sleep so more.

-MN-

Klink sat down in his chair behind his desk, while Burkhalter sat down in a chair to the side of the desk. They both looked up as Mary and Hogan walked into the office. Mary smiled at her Vater and told him that her love was still sleeping. The General noticed when Klink sighed with a sigh of relief at this news. He raised a brow when he then noticed how Klink was talking to Mary about The Corporal. Burkhalter looked down at the floor, and thought of why the Kommandant would care this much about the young man. 'Why would Klink care about this Corporal? He does protect Lady Mary, a young woman who he sees as a daughter.' He thought to himself. 'But then why would he sigh in relief?' Then he thought back on Klink's past that he knew of. 'There was at one time that he was to be married to a woman who had a son, but the woman left him and the son…' Closing his eyes Burkhalter remembered what happened to the young man that Klink once saw as a son. Then the General remembered Klink telling him a few months ago that this same Corporal was showing signs of taking his own life, and how worried Klink had been for him. Burkhalter felt the pain in his chest as he now remembered yelling at Klink, and telling him not to care for this man nor any of the POW's there were within the camp. He slowly shook his head wishing that he would have not had done that to him. 'Now I know why he was so worried about Corporal Newkirk. He had went threw that with the young man that Klink saw as a son… so that means that he sees Newkirk as a…"

"Herr General are you alright?" Burkhalter opened his eyes when he heard a sweet voice. He looked up to see Mary standing beside him with worry in her eyes. He smiled at her as he spoke.

"I am fine my dear. I was only thinking of your Corporal." He told her. Mary narrowed her brows at this.

"Why are you thinking about…" Three watched the young woman's eyes widen in fear, while her body started to shake. Mary quickly moved to the front of the General, then dropped to her knees in a panic. Their eyes widen in horror as she leaned down placing her hands on the floor, and her forehead onto the tops of her hands. The General looked up at Hogan with wide eyes, then over at Klink. Both men's eyes were on their daughter. The General moved his eyes down at the begging young woman as she started to beg loudly to him.

"Please I beg of you to give me his punishment! He did nothing wrong! I did!" As Mary yelled this out Hilda opened the door quickly. Her eyes widen at the sight of the young woman on the floor as she continued to beg. "Please Herr General I beg of you not to hurt him in anyway, I killed her, I am the one who should take his punishment no matter what it is!" When she stopped begging the older man, her body shook as she started to cry out of fear of her love being hurt for something she had done. She let out a loud cry as she felt a hand on her back. The voice she heard was not of any of the men in the room, but Hilda's.

"Mary what are you doing? The General is not going to hurt Newkirk." Hilda told her. Hilda looked up at Burkhalter and mouthed out for him to help her. He leaned forward, and spoke to the young woman in a low and sweet voice.

"No Lady Mary. I was not going to have him punished at all. I was only thinking that it may be a good idea if he had something to use to be able to protect you and himself." As he spoke of the idea that he was making up as he was going along, Mary slowly sat up to look him in the eyes.

"Really?" She asked him with tears running down her face. Hogan and Klink came out of their shock, and walked to either side of their daughter. Mary looked to each of her fathers once they were in her sight, then looked at the General as he spoke again.

"Yes, but he can't carry a gun though." He told her. He looked over when Hogan spoke in a soft sweet voice.

"He is a master bowman. I'm sure that he can use his bow, and you said that you wanted him to teach you how to use one. So if he carries it he can teach you how to use it." As Hogan spoke he went from Burkhalter to his daughter. Mary looked over at him with the last of her tears falling from her eyes. Then she looked over at her Vater when he spoke to her in the same voice.

"Yes he can use that, and teach you to use it too." Mary looked at the General to see if her love could use his bow. Burkhalter was now in a hard spot. He smiled as he thought quickly to himself. 'If he has a bow then he can protect her and himself, but he could use it on the guards too.' He was about to say no when he looked over at Klink who shook his head at him. Burkhalter looked back into Mary's whiteish eyes. He sighed and nodded his head.

"Yes he can use his bow." He told her. Mary smiled a small weak smile. She bowed her head at him, then looked at him when he spoke again. "Why did you react this way? Did you have to do this before?" He asked her. Mary sat up farther back onto her heels when she told him.

"Yes, I used to have to beg Mama not to hurt Papa." When Hogan heard this he spoke up.

"What?" Mary looked over at him.

"Mama knew that I found out who my real father was, and that I was sneaking out to go to the air base. I was thirteen when she found out. She told me not to do it again or she would have had you killed. Then she told me that if I fought with her or George then she would have had you killed. I was not to see you anymore, and to do as told. When George would give me a punishment for something he thought I did, but usually was something that he or Mama did. Mama would tell me how she was going to have you killed if I didn't do as told. That's why I hadn't seen you in three years, I was trying to keep you safe. I was protecting you Papa." While she spoke tears started to fall from Hogan's eyes. 'She was protecting me.' He thought to himself.

"Snow… you didn't have to protect me. It's not your job to protect me. It's my job to protect you, not the other way around." He told her as more tears fell from his eyes. Mary shook her head as she told him.

"No Papa I had too. If Mama had you killed, then I wouldn't be able to forgive myself for letting you die. I know that you were afraid to be my Papa or a father. But just letting them kill you for something I did… I couldn't let that happen. I was not going to stand by and let her have you killed. I will tell you what I told Bash that day. I know that Mama saw me there with you, and that she saw us together. I told Bash that I would never let anything happen to those that I love. That I will wade threw blood in hell, and dethrone the devil himself to keep those I love safe." All in the room was now staring at her with wide eyes. All knew that what the words Mary had just spoke was the truth. Hogan looked at his love then back at his daughter when she spoke again. "Papa. Yes a father is suppose to protect his daughter, but there is times when the daughter must protect her father. I love you Papa and I know that you don't understand, but those times that you and I spent together was the best times of my life. I knew that I would not be in that house forever. I knew that there would come a day when I would get to be with you, and be free from that. You didn't just teach me to be a smartass like you…" At this everyone in the room smiled when she said this. "But you taught me that to do the right thing for others is to sometimes do things that you personally don't want to do. Grandfather Butler told me how you saved others, while putting your own life on the line. He told me this when I had came back to the air base after the first time we met. You were back home in America, and he told me that it would be awhile before you came back. So I asked him to tell me about you, and he did. Papa after he told me the things that you had done, and had been threw… well some of the things. He just hinted towards them, but he then told me about the people you had saved." She paused. "I knew that if my Papa was to be strong and to live threw what you had and still smile and save those that need it, than I wanted to be like you." She spoke to him with new tears now falling from her eyes. Hogan smiled a loving and proud smile at her.

He never thought that he would unknowingly help his daughter be strong, and to become the strong woman that she is now. Hogan leaned forward while taking her hands into his. He leaned in, and kissed her on the forehead. He then moved slowly, and hugged her tightly. Mary moved and wrapped her arms around him. The two older men in the room smiled at this sight, while Hilda wiped the tears from her eyes. Hogan stood up and helped his daughter up as well. Once everyone in the room was standing is when Hilda asked Mary if she wanted to go outside for some air. Mary nodded her head and followed the older woman out of the office and out onto the small porch. After the two women had left is when Klink walked over to his love and hugged him tightly.

"I can't believe that Snow had went threw all of that just to keep me safe." He admitted to his love. The older man smiled and ended the hug. He made sure to have his love look him in the eyes as he spoke to him.

"Yes she did do that to keep you safe, but she also did that because she was trying to be strong like her father." Hogan smiled when his love told him what his daughter had proudly told him. The older officer saw his love make a small smile. "Robert?"

"What she doesn't know, is that she is a lot stronger than what I am." He admitted. Klink was about to tell him that it was not true when the General in the room spoke up.

"I wouldn't say that." Hogan and Klink's eyes widen some at the sound of the older man's voice. They both looked over at the older man who they had forgotten was in the room. He stood up and walked over to the two men. "Lady Mary is strong because she has watched her father be strong in his life. I know that you think that you are not, but you had over come a lot in life, and your father had told her all or parts of it. Lady Mary told me the reason why you didn't take her in. She told me the story that you told her not too long ago. To that young woman Hogan, you are the reason she still lives, and will do whatever it takes to keep her loved ones safe. Think about it, she killed a woman that was going to kill the man that she loves greatly." As the older man spoke it made Hogan feel nothing but proudness for his little Snow. Then the General asked him.

"But why do you call her Snow?" Hogan smiled wide at this question.

"Because when she was little she came to me with a book one day, and asked me to read it to her. The book was called Snow White and The Huntsman. When I started to read it to her, I notice that she is like a real live Snow White." The oldest man in the room smiled wide at this. Then he looked at the youngest Colonel when he asked him.

"Why do you call her Lady Mary?" Burkhalter smiled and then spoke.

"Because how she speaks at times. She speaks like a woman well past her age. When she came to me to ask for her punishment she spoke, and stood there like a true uncrowned Queen. Even when she cried telling me that if her punishment was death that she only asked for three days to prepare herself for death, and to have a full day and night with her love." Both men in front of him was now standing there with wide eyes. They couldn't believe that their daughter had asked something as noble as that.

-MN-

Outside on the little porch stood the two women. Hilda looked over, and saw that Mary was smiling wide at an unknown thought. She smirked as she saw Mary's face get a little red and her hand grabbed her stomach. She watched as the younger woman narrowed her brows. Hilda walked closer to her and asked her.

"Mary what is it? Are you sick?" She asked her. Mary shrugged her shoulders then told her what was wrong.

"I don't know. I was thinking of Peter, then in my stomach had made an odd feeling." She told her. Hilda smiled a little.

"What were you thinking about him doing?" She asked the younger woman. Mary smiled sheepishly while leaning in, then told the older woman in a low voice.

"I have to help him in the shower later, and I just pictured him in the shower." As she spoke of this she grabbed her stomach once again. Hilda giggled lightly then told her what was going on with her.

"Mary you are getting excited." Mary gave her an odd look then asked.

"Excited? What do you mean?" Hilda tilted her head then remembered their last talk that they had not too long ago. She smiled and knew that this would come up sooner or later. She was about to tell her when some guards walked by them.

"I will tell you what I mean but not here. Men shouldn't hear our girl talk." She told her with a smile. Mary nodded her head and followed the older woman back into the small building and to a door that was behind Hilda's desk. Once in the room behind the door, Hilda spoke again as she sat down in a chair.

"What I mean is that, Mary you are getting sexually aroused by thinking of your handsome man in the shower with no clothes on." Mary smiled sheepishly as well as her face getting red at what the older woman was saying. Then her smile fell some, then leaned in and asked.

"So it is normal for me to have this odd feeling in my stomach?" Hilda smiled and nodded her head.

"Yes it is. Didn't your mother talk to you about sex?" She asked her, then was not shocked when Mary shook her head no.

"No Mama just told me that George would show me what to do." She told her the truth. Hilda sighed knowing that she had to tell the young woman the truth.

Hilda began to tell the younger woman what to expect before, during and after making love. Hilda told her that excitement was the first stage and that involved physical and mental changes in her body. That in that time she will have moisture in her lower area. That it was natural to have this happen. That it can be brought on by kissing or touching each others bodies. During making love was when her and her love would feel as close to one another as they could possibly be. The kisses would be greater and full of more passion. Then when Hilda told the young woman that once she and her love reached their release that it would be a wonderful feeling. The older woman told the younger that her body would probably tighten or shake. That it was natural to do so. After they had made love is when her and her love would hold each other close. That she would love the feeling of having his arms around her. As Mary listened to the older woman, her face was redden. Her eyes were wide and at some points her mouth would drop open. Then after Hilda had told her everything she knew is when Mary started to ask her questions.

"So… how does two people start out? I mean do they talk about it or just start touching each other?" Hilda smiled at her.

"Well you usually start out kissing each other and running your hands over their bodies. Some people do talk about it first, but I say that they have been married along time. I will tell you this, I dated a man my age when I was younger. He use to love it when I would kiss down his neck." Both women smiled and giggled at this.

"So if I do get… lets say get excited there, is that a good thing?" She asked her. The older woman nodded her head and told her that it was. Then Hilda asked her.

"Mary have you never gotten excited when Newkirk kisses you?" The older woman watched a sheepish smile come to the younger woman's lips.

"Well now that I know what that is now. Yes I have. I did when he Frenched kissed me and when he was giving me a love bite, then when I was given him one." As Mary spoke Hilda smiled wide at her.

"Really? Oh Mary, I didn't know that you two have done that yet. Which is a good thing, and something that should be between you two, but all women talk about their." The older woman paused for a moment. "About their fun." Mary giggled at this which made Hilda giggle as well. Then the young woman asked the older.

"So is a man to release into a woman every time or no?" Hilda now didn't know how to word her answer to Mary's question.

"Well they can if they are wanting a baby, but a lot of men don't so not to get a woman pregnant. It's not that they don't want a baby with her, it's just they are not ready to share each other just yet. Am I making any sense or no?" Mary smiled and nodded her head.

"Yes you are. Like Peter and I, we just want to be with each other right now, but if we have a baby then we will be very happy." Hilda nodded her head at this.

"That's right, but just be careful after you have your menstrual cycle." Hilda warned the young woman, then was shocked.

"A what? What is that?" Hilda narrowed one brow while raised the other one.

"Mary, that's when a woman bleeds once a month." She told her, but got worried at the look on the young woman's face. "Mary have you not had one yet? You are sixteen, you should have had one already." Mary's eyes widen at this news. She turned her head and looked away then spoke.

"I have, but Mama and George told me that I was miscarrying a baby every time." Her voice was in a low sadden voice. Hilda had a mixture of different feelings. The first was sadness at the fact that this young woman's mother would tell her own child this. The second was that of confusion.

"Mary how old were you when George first started raping you?" She asked her. Mary lowered her head and told the older woman her age at the time.

"It was on my tenth birthday."

"TEN!" Mary looked up with wide eyes when Hilda yelled this out and stood up quickly. The older woman's eyes were wide and her mouth had dropped at this unbelievable news. Just then the door was opened quickly by her father. Hilda looked over at Hogan and her boss as well as the General.

"What are you screaming about in here?" Hogan asked her. Hilda looked back at Mary once more. Mary was looking down once again. The older woman's heart fell when she saw a tear drop from the younger woman's eye. She sat down and took Mary's hands into hers.

"Mary I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell out, that was just something that I was not prepared to hear." All three men looked at each other with one raised brow each. Hogan looked back and asked.

"Not prepared to hear what?" Hilda reached her hand up to make the young sweet woman look at her. Without saying anything Mary nodded her head at the unspoken question from the older woman. Hilda sighed and then spoke.

"George started raping Mary when she first turned ten years old. Then when she would have her first menstrual cycle come they told her that she was miscarrying a baby." Hogan dropped his hand from the doorknob. He walked into the little room and knelt down in front of his daughter. As he did this Burkhalter noticed that Klink closed his eyes, and tighten his fist at this news. The General himself lowered his head then shook it slowly.

"Snow sweetheart…" Hogan was going to tell her that she should have told him this, but he knew that she wouldn't have then. He found different words to say next. "Snow, they shouldn't have done that and told you that. It was wrong for them to tell you that, but now you know the truth about it now, and what it is." Mary looked into her father's chocolate eyes with her snowy blue ones. Then she smiled wide at what he told her next. "So when you and Newkirk do have a baby someday, it will have your eyes and I say his hair color." He told her with a large smile.

"You really think so Papa?" She asked him. He nodded his head then added.

"Yes, and if you have more than one. I say the other one will have his eye color and your hair. Either way those are going to be some pretty babies." Mary smiled at him then told him some of her dream.

"Well I did have a wonderful dream about me and Peter being married. We had three children. A girl and two boys…" Then she paused for a second.

"Mary? What is it?" Her father asked her.

"In my dream the girl looked nothing like myself nor Peter. She had blonde hair with bright green eyes. I don't think she was our daughter, but she called me Mama though. I asked Peter if he would ever adopt a child and he said that he would like too, so I guess we took her in." Hogan smiled at this.

"You dreamt of you and him being married?" Mary giggled at this.

"Yes I did and you and Vater was married too. We all lived in a big house and Peter was designing a wedding gown." Hogan was now smiling even wider now. He looked over at his love and told him.

"You hear that. We were married, so if that does come true…" His smile turned into a large grin. "You better pull out all the tricks when you ask me." Klink narrowed his eyes at the younger man.

"Oh I will. I will give you choices." He told him dryly. Hogan raised a brow at this.

"Choices? And what are they may I ask?" Everyone watched a large smirk come to Klink's lips.

"Well either you marry me or I will have you shot." Everyone started to laugh when Hogan gasped and grabbed his chest, and said.

"How dare you. Now that's just mean." Klink rolled his eyes at his loves fake surprise reaction.

-MN-

Mary walked into the bedroom. She smiled as she met her loves blue flamed eyes with her own. Newkirk was sitting up in bed smiling wide at his love. Mary moved quickly to him. She placed her hands on each side of his face, then leaned down to kiss him on the lips. Before he had a chance to speak, she started to tell her love about the woman who had came to the camp with the materials for the clothes. His eyes widen as well did his smile when she told him about General Burkhalter buying her the whole truckload of the materials. Newkirk smiled even wider when Mary told him that the woman was very grateful that she had bought the whole truckload. Mary's smile fell some, she knew that she had to tell her love what she had last told her father. As Mary told her gold heart, his eyes widen and his mouth dropped. 'She was ten when he started to rape her!' He thought to himself. Newkirk looked away, but looked back at his love when she placed a hand on his.

"Peter it's alright. It happened years ago, but I am alright now." With a large loving smile she leaned in to kiss him on the lips. He smiled at her then told her.

"Mary, I think I need to take a shower. I know that you said that you would help me, but I don't think that…" He didn't have time to finish what he was going to say. Mary tilted her head and looked at him with loving eyes and smile.

"Peter, I want to help you. I gave you my word and I always keep my word." She told him with a smile, then she got up off of the bed. His eyes watched her get things together for him. He smiled to himself as she placed towels near the tub, then she walked over to help him out of the bed. As he went to get up, her hands stopped him from standing. He looked at her with narrowed brows.

"What?" He asked her. Mary smiled then started to take off the bandages off his head. Once they were off and to the side, she helped him stand up. Newkirk placed his hands on her shoulders to steady himself, then she helped him walk to the bathroom. He reached down to take his clothes off but almost fell. Mary moved quickly to help her love steady himself again. Once he was able to stand without falling over, she then began to take his clothes off for him. Newkirk felt a blush come to his face as Mary undone his trousers and pulled them down for him. He stepped out while looking away as Mary sat them to the side. His face was red now, but grew redder and hotter as he felt her fingers go inside of the band of his shorts. She started to pull them down, but stopped when she looked at his face. She bit her lower lip as she saw his face red and his eyes close tight.

"Peter, you alright?" She asked him. Without opening his eyes he spoke.

"Yeah I'm fine, just never had been undressed like this before." He chuckled nervously. Mary smiled at him, then spoke to him again.

"Peter look at me." He opened his eyes and looked into her snowy blue eyes. "You don't have to be embarrassed. I have seen a man before, and I thought you would like me helping you." Lowering his head and eyes as he spoke to her.

"I know that you have, but that was with him… not me." He paused then admitted. "And I do like you helping me. I am just nervous is all." He added. Mary pulled her fingers out of the band, then placed her hands on his bare chest when she asked him.

"Why are you nervous?" He chuckled then admitted something again.

"I don't know. I have taken off my clothes in front of women, and they have taken them off of me… But this is different… it's you and I… I have never been that attractive. I have always had to use my charm mixed with sweet words, to be able to get a woman to like me or talk to me. I am just nervous that you will not find my body attractive is all." Mary frowned at his words, then leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips.

"Peter you are a very handsome man. I have never seen anyone as gorgeous as you are. The first time I saw you I said to myself that you were gorgeous." When she said this, he smiled wide enough to show his teeth.

"You did?" He asked her. She nodded her head and smiled a now sheepish smile.

"I did. I had thought of ways to help you off and on today. I think I know how to help you take a shower so that you don't fall or pass out on me, and I… I may have imagined you in the shower too." She admitted with her cheeks getting red. Newkirk smiled then asked her.

"You imagined me in the shower?" He watched her cheeks get redder as she nodded her head. "Well then I guess you should help me then." He said with still a redden face. Mary smiled at him then placed her fingers in the band of his shorts once again, then slowly pulled them down. Once they were off, she placed them on top of his trousers. She turned towards him, and told him to stand there with his hand on the wall for balance. When he went to answer her, he saw Mary start to take off her dress that he had made for her. His eyes widen at this and then he asked her.

"Mary, I thought you said that you were going to wear your nightgown?" He smiled to himself as she folded the green dress that he had made her with such care, then lay it next to his own clothes. As she smoothed out the dress she spoke.

"I only said that because both of my fathers were in the room." She giggled then turned towards him.

"Oh." Was all he could get out as she reached back to unhook her bra. His eyes widen even more, then he spoke quickly before she could unfasten the piece of clothing. "You don't have to do that… you can just wear those." All he got was a smile and giggle.

"Well it is still early in the day, and I don't have any other undergarments yet. I will have to make me some more, but I don't want to get them wet." She said then she giggled again when his breath caught in his throat as she started to take the piece of clothing off. Newkirk quickly dropped his eyes as she took it off. Then he closed his eyes tight as she reached over to take off her last piece of clothing. Mary looked up and saw her loves eyes closed. Once the last piece was off she walked over to him.

"Peter, you saw me in my undergarments last night." She stated.

"Yes well… this is different." Mary rolled her eyes at him. Then the thought came to her mind. 'What if Betty was right and he doesn't want to look at my body or touch it without my clothes on?' She went to walk off when the voice that she had heard in her mind that had told her to stand up to Betty, spoke up. 'Ask him! Don't let this thought twist your mind like before.' Mary nodded her head to herself then asked her love.

"Peter… do you not want to see my bare body at all?" When she asked this, Newkirk opened his eyes quickly, then looked into her snowy blue eyes.

"No that's not it. I just… am afraid." He told her the truth. Mary narrowed her brows together.

"What do you mean? You are afraid?" She paused then understood what he had meant. She smiled then reached up and took his face into her hands again. "Peter, I know that you will not do that to me." His eyes widen at her words. 'She knew what I meant.' He said in his mind. "If you get excited by the sight of me than that's alright." She leaned in closer to him and admitted. "I thought of you in the shower, and I did get excited too." As she spoke her face redden some. He smiled wide at her words. He removed his hand from the wall and went to kiss her, but instead almost fell. Mary caught him again then kissed him on the lips. He smiled while kissing her back. Mary helped him into the shower. She once again told him to hold onto the wall as she turned on the water. As she did so she then asked him.

"Peter do you want hot water or cold?" He raised a brow at this.

"I would like hot, but…" He didn't finish, instead he asked her. "The last time you took a shower, you used cold water didn't you?" He watched her nod her head then spoke again.

"Yes I did. George told me that men use hot water, and women use cold." Newkirk looked back at the wall then told her the truth.

"Mary everyone can use hot water." When he told her this the water came on. What little of the hot water hit his skin, felt great.

"I know that now. When you asked me if I liked my hot shower then, I realized that I could take hot showers and baths." He looked over at her and couldn't help himself but smile wide at the sight.

Mary's hair was now wet and flat against her head. His eyes watched the water run down the side of her beautiful face. She moved over and helped him more into the water. As the water hit his body he smiled, then closed his eyes. The water felt wonderful on his skin. Mary smiled as she watched her love react to the hot water. Her eyes took in the sight of him. She noticed his broad-shoulders as her eyes trailed down as well as the water down his muscular arms. His muscular upper body that she had seen before, but now looks different as her eyes watched the water run down his bare chest to his abdomen. She noticed the length of his member. She felt her face get hot at the sight of the organ. Mary then forced her eyes to travel downwards to his strong legs. She smiled to herself as her eyes took in the sight of his whole body. Stepping forward towards him. She placed her hands on his bare wet flesh. He opened his eyes slowly while smiling at her. Blue flamed eyes were now looking into snowy blue ones. He bent his knees while still holding onto the wall. Lowering his body so that he could kiss his Snow on the lips. Once their lips touched Mary placed one arm around his waist, and the other the side of his face. Once the kiss broke, and he was now standing straight, she spoke to him in a loving voice.

"Do you want me to wash your hair first or last?" He smiled wide at her and said in a loving voice.

"I don't care." She giggled and reached over to get the shampoo. Once in hand she looked at him with a raised brow.

"Here sit down on the edge of the tub so that I can reach your hair better." Newkirk smiled and moved to the edge of the tub then sat down slowly. Mary moved in front of him. "Place your hands on my waist so that you don't fall backwards." She told him then giggled loudly. He looked up at her with a raised brow.

"What?" He asked her while he did so.

"Don't fall, because if you do and my father's hear us both fall. Then we will have to explain what happened." He chuckled at her words. As Mary started to wash his hair, his eyes couldn't help but look over her bare body. He noticed everything about her. Her waist, her legs, her arms, and her breast. A smile came to his lips as he thought to himself. 'Dear god she is perfect.' Then his eyes spotted what looked like to be scars on her body. There was one under his right hand that was a long white scar that was at least six inches long. He asked her after she got the shampoo out of his hair.

"What is this from?" He asked her. She looked down then spoke.

"That is when George told Mama to push me threw a glass window." Newkirk's head shot up, and almost causing him to fall backwards.

"What?" He asked. Mary nodded her head as she helped him stand up. As she was about to reach for the bar of soap he saw five more long marks on her back. Mary stopped then looked at him once again when he asked about her scars.

"How did you get those?" She placed the soap down. She knew that this time would come. She breathed in and started to tell him about her scars.

"Those were when I dropped five spoons on the table, and George had Mama whip me with a whip five times." She then showed him the three burn marks on her right hip. "These are from George putting his cigarettes out on me." Then his eyes spotted the scars on his loves arms. He placed his hand over the scars on her left arm.

"And these?" He asked in a low voice. Mary frowned then spoke.

"Every year on my birthday, George would rape me all day. On my fourteenth birthday… I was sick. So he got angry and tied me to a chair with ropes. He would come back into my room which was the attic." She paused for a moment. "He would tighten them until the ropes would cut into my arms and under my breast." It was not seen do to the water running down his face, but the tears flowed was that of shock and hurt. His eyes lowered then saw many small scars on her inner thighs. He moved his hand down from her arm to stop at her waist.

"What about those?" His voice now gave it away to his sadness. Mary let out a low sob then placed her hand over her mouth. Newkirk looked up and took her hand into his. "Mary… please tell me?" He asked her.

"When I would bleed each month he wouldn't touch me. So I started to… to cut my thighs so that he would leave me alone for a week." She started to cry harder. He reached his free hand up to lift her chin up to make her look at him. Her snowy sadden blue eyes looked into his own sadden ones. Then she spoke in a low voice as she wrapped her arms around herself. "I know that these make me look hideous. In away I didn't want you to see them. I didn't want you to look at my scars on my body and be revolted by them." She admitted with a low sob. Her eyes watched his look over her once again. Mary closed her eyes not wanting to see the look on his face, but she snapped them open at what he said next.

"Your none of that. I didn't even notice them, until now. I was looking at you and I actually thought that you look perfect. You have a body that would make any woman jealous. I mean Betty was so jealous that she was going to kill me and then you. She wasn't trying to rip us apart to get to me. She couldn't stand the fact that you are the goddess Aphrodite, were she was the demon Succubus. Mary you are so damn beautiful, that I can't believe that you love or want to be with me. I love your body and not just your body, but everything about you. I love you for a reason, and that reason is because all of you is beautiful and amazing." She smiled at his words as he spoke to her from the heart. Unwrapping her arms from herself she then wrapped them around him.

"You really think I am like Aphrodite?" She asked him. Newkirk smiled wide then spoke in a loving voice.

"Yes you are." Mary smiled then looked back to get the soap once again.

She lathered the soap up then placed it back down. She started to run her hands over his body. He smiled wide as she did so. Their eyes locked on and off as she washed him. As she ran her hand over his body, she noticed just how toned he really was. Mary smiled to herself as she ran her hands up and down his upper body and legs. At one point he asked her why she didn't get a rag to wash him. She only smiled and told him that it was easier to touch his flesh. She giggled as she watched his face turn bright red. After he was lathered up, Mary helped him wash the soap off, then turned off the water. She helped him step out of the shower. She told him once again to hold onto the wall as she went to dry him off. As she ran the towel over his back is when she notice the scar on his right side almost on his back. 'Was that there when I first washed his back?' She asked herself while raising a brow. As she ran the towel over it she asked him.

"Peter how did you get this scar?" She heard him sigh then speak.

"That is from where my plane crashed. I didn't know that I had it at the time until later on." Mary walked around him and asked him dryly.

"How did you not know that you were hurt?" He chuckled lightly then said.

"Well I was running from the Gestapo so I didn't know. But I did find out quickly though." She raised her brow again. "They shot me in the arm, well more of a graze by the bullet." Now her brows were both up in shock. He moved his free hand up and told her that he was alright now. Mary nodded her head then moved the towel over his chest and sides, she saw two more scars. She looked up but didn't have time to ask him, he just started to tell her.

"This one." He pointed to his lower right ab. "This I got from the circus. I was learning how to shoot a bow and well… the arrow won that time." Mary went to ask him, but he just held up his hand and told her. "Don't ask, I will just say that I was drunk at the time and don't really remember most of that." They both laughed at this. Then she reached up and ran her pointer finger down the one on his left side. He closed his eyes as she done this.

"And this one?" She asked him. He smile sheepishly as he spoke.

"That one I kind of got from a knife." She looked at him shocked once again.

"What?" She asked him.

"Well I was learning how to throw knives at the time, and my master who was teaching me." He paused a moment. "He told me if I can throw them, then I should know how to fight with them. He was also the one who taught me how to use a bow too." He said with a smile. Mary smiled at him then remembered.

"Oh General Burkhalter said that you can use a bow now to be able to protect me and yourself." Newkirk narrowed his eyes at this.

"He did?" He asked her. She nodded her head, then spoke again.

"Yes, and remember you told me that you would show me how to shoot a bow too." She said while poking him in the chest with her pointer finger.

"I know. I remember." He chuckled. After that Mary finished drying him, then dried herself off. Then she dressed them both, she helped her love back to bed. Once in bed she told him that she would come and get him for dinner. Mary kissed her Huntsman on the lips once more. His eyes watched his love go to fix a big dinner for The German General.

-MN-

Mary walked into the kitchen and saw her father's their to help her with her punishment. In her mind this was not much of a punishment. She loved to cook and bake, but The General had given this to her as a punishment. Walking over and getting a bowl out as well as the bowl of potatoes, she walked over to the table. Hogan looked up at her as she sat the bowls in front of him, and handed him a knife.

"Papa you can get the potatoes peeled and cut, while Vater snaps the green beans." Hogan sighed as he took the knife to start to peeled the potatoes. Klink sat down with his two bowls and started to snap the green beans. While her father's were doing that Mary started to get everything ready to make the cake. As she started to crack the eggs in the large bowl that she had before her, her father spoke.

"What kind of cake are you going to make?" He asked her. Both men watched a large smile come to their daughter's lips.

"I am going to make him a blueberry cake." She told him. Hogan smiled at his daughter. He had to admit that he had not had blueberries for along time. He looked over to his love when he spoke next.

"What else are you going to use in the cake?" He asked as he snapped the bean in his hands. Hogan's eyes went back to Mary when she told them both.

"Well it is a white cake with a blueberry filling. The frosting is a Italian meringue buttercream, with fresh blueberries on top. It will be a simple cake." She told them with a smirk. Klink narrowed his brows at this, he had a feeling that the cake was not going to be simple. Mary looked up to see both men were looking at her, one believing her and the other not.

"Okay that sounds too damn good." Hogan said pointing his finger at her. His daughter giggled as she started to add more ingredients to the large bowl.

Once the cake batter was done, she poured the batter into many pans. Her father's looked at her and she told them that she was going to make more than one for everyone else in camp. Mary then put all of the pans in the oven. She started to cook the rest of what they would all eat for dinner. Both men watched their daughter dance around the kitchen as she made the bread that they were going to have with their dinner. They watched her shape the dough, then placed it into the oven as well. Mary took out the cakes that was now done, and sat them on the table. Both men could smell the sweet aroma coming for the cooling cakes. They both looked at each other with a unspoken words. They both knew that they were going to love this cake. Hogan finished the potatoes, and handed them to her. Mary put them in the pan along with the bacon. Once her Vater had finished the green beans she told him to put them in the hot water for only a few minutes as Mary started on the creamed chicken.

After everything was going, she told her father to come and watch the creamed chicken so that it wouldn't burn. Mary told her Vater that she would need his help for the next part. As she got everything ready for the frosting, she then started the mixer. She mixed the egg whites until it was time to add the sugar. Handing the mixer over to Klink, Mary put on the sugar and water that was in a small pot on the stove. Once the sugar was ready she took over for her Vater whos arms were tired. Mary giggled to herself as Klink walked over to her father and told him to help his daughter next. Giggling even more as she heard her father sigh heavily. She knew that he didn't want to help with this part. After the mixture was cool, she handed the mixer to her father. He moved the mixer around as she add the pound of butter in. Soon the mixture came together and Mary took the mixer away from her father.

"Thank god. I thought that my arms were going to fall off." He whined as he moved his arms around. Klink rolled his eyes at his love. Hogan saw this and stuck out his tongue at him, then chuckled as his love did the same to him. From her spot at the table Mary watched them both act like two grown children, rolling her eyes she started to decorate the cakes.

Hogan went to say something when he saw his loves eyes widen. He turned around to see what his love was looking at. His own eyes widen and mouth dropped as they both watched Mary decorate the first tier of the cake. She moved quickly placing the frosting around the cake then smoothing it out. The cake was so smooth that it looked as solid as a hard wooden box. Mary then moved and repeated this to the other two smaller tiers to the cake. Once it was all smooth, they watched her place each tier on top of the other. She then grabbed a bag of frosting that had a royal blue color. Klink place the pan with everyone's dinner in it to the side. Both men moved closer to watch their daughter work. She moved the bag and piped something on the cake. Their eyes watched her move from one bag to the next. When she turned the tall cake around they saw seven different shades of blue roses and lilies, and dark and light green leaves. As she finished the cake she looked up at them. On their faces were a mixture of smiles and shock. It was when her father spoke is when she smiled wide.

"Mary what the hell? You did that in only twenty minutes!" Hogan couldn't believe that his daughter could make something so beautiful in a short amount of time. "That looks amazing!" He added. She smiled wider then looked over at her Vater when he spoke.

"Wait I thought that you were going to just…" He stopped when Mary smiled wider at him. "You were never going to do the simple decorations were you?" He asked her. She shook her head no, then winked at them both. She then remembered the last decoration she needed for the cake. She moved and took a handful of blueberries and placed them on the top of the cake.

"See I did everything I said I would." She started to laugh out loud which made both of her father's laugh out loud as well.

-MN-

Mary walked into the bedroom to wake her love for dinner. Opening his eyes, he smiled as he saw his love now sitting beside him. Mary told him that it was time for dinner. She helped him to the side of the bed. He chuckled as Mary grabbed his shirt and helped him put it on. Once his shirt was on, Mary helped her love to the living room. As Newkirk sat down on the sofa there was a knock at the door. He watched as his Vater made his way to the door. The door opened and Klink invited in General Burkhalter into the now small family home. The General looked over and saw Mary asking her love if he was feeling any better. As Newkirk told her that he was, but still might need help to the table. Burkhalter smiled to himself as he watched the young woman help her young man to the table. He leaned over and asked Klink.

"How is he?" Klink smiled as he watched Mary make sure that his son was alright.

"Mary said that he is doing better. She helped him in the shower earlier." Burkhalter smiled sheepishly at this news. He looked over at Klink with a raised brow. Klink saw this and narrowed his brows.

"She war her nightgown." He told the older man.

"A young woman helping a young good looking man in the shower and she wears a nightgown to do so." He chuckled heavily then spoke again. "Klink if she told you two that, then she lied." He said then walked to the table and took a seat at the head of the table. Klink tilted his head and thought about what the General had said. 'He is right. I mean if I was to help Robert, I wouldn't have clothes on.' He smiled wide as he saw Hogan walk over to ask Burkhalter what he would want to drink. 'Oh I can't wait to bug him about this later.' He added in his mind, then made his way to the table as well. As he went to sit down Burkhalter looked at him and then spoke.

"Are you going to help Lady Mary bring the food out?" Klink snapped his fingers.

"Oh right." He said as he went into the kitchen to help his love and his daughter bring out the food. Newkirk raised a brow then looked over to the older man.

"Lady Mary?" He asked him. The fat General chuckled as he told him.

"Yes that is what Schultz called her when she came to get punishment from me." He saw the younger man's eyes widen at this. "She didn't tell you. I don't blame her. She came to me wanting punishment for killing the Succubus as them two call her." He pointed towards the kitchen at a unseen Hogan and Klink. "She came to me and told me that she had committed a sin and asked me to put her to death." When Newkirk heard the word death he tensed up. The General held his hand up and started to speak again. "She asked me to give her death, but let her have three days to prepare her soul for death and to spend a full day and night with you." Newkirk closed his eyes so not to let his tears forming in his eyes show. He opened them when the older man spoke once more. "I knew that she killed her to save you, so I told her making me dinner and a big cake for after was her punishment. I also told Hogan and Klink to help her with it." He finished with a smile then turned his head to look at the food that was coming out. Newkirk looked over and saw all the food being sat down on the table.

Both sitting men's eyes widen at the food. The food looked so good to both of them. Mary made everyone's plates even after they told her that she didn't have too. Newkirk smiled as his love told them that she wanted too. All four men told her to sit at the head of the table, Mary only smiled as she did so. Once everyone had their plates of food, they started to eat. As Mary ate her food slowly she looked at the four men in front of her. She watched as each one of them took a bite of a different thing on their plates. Each man looked up and over at her. Mary looked at each one as she asked them.

"Is it not good?" She asked them. Burkhalter was the first one to answer her.

"Lady Mary… this is the best food I have ever ate. This is wunderbar." He told her. Then her father's and her love spoke up.

"This is very good." Her Vater told her with a smile.

"This is amazing!" Her father told her with a large smile.

"Snow this is the best thing you have made yet." Her love told her with a loving smile. Mary smiled wide at all of them. As they ate Burkhalter started to ask Mary questions about herself.

"So Lady Mary. Does everyone call you Snow back home?" He asked before taking a bite of his food. Mary smiled and told the older man.

"Well Papa told me that I look like a real live Snow White, but that was after I had him read a book to me. He started to call me Snow after that, then everyone else would call me that as well. I am glad that they did so that George wouldn't know who they were talking about. There was one time he came home and told Mama that there was a girl there at the air base, and everyone loved her. She asked him if it was me, and told her no that this girls name was Snow and not Mary." She smiled wide as she told them. "I remember hearing him say that and thinking to myself that Snow and Me were the same person." She spoke in a happy voice. Burkhalter raised a brow when this book was mentioned again, then looked over at Hogan when he spoke up.

"The book was called Snow White and The Huntsman. It is a very good book, but she had me read it to her over and over again." He chuckled lightly as his daughter giggled. The General smiled at this, then it was Klink who asked the next question.

"Mary what is your middle name?" He asked her. Mary and Hogan looked at each other and smiled. This cause the other three men to raise a brow.

"Well lets see if any of you can guess it. I will tell you the story about when and how I was born and all of you have to guess it." She smiled at the three men. Hogan took a drink of his wine as he saw the same smirk that he gets now on his daughter's lips.

"Well Mama and George was at a party, and Mama was nine months along. She went into labor there at the party. Grandfather Butler and his wife Anne was there too." She saw her love smile slightly, but she kept going. "Well Grandfather told me that Mama had given birth to me in a room on the base. He said that when his wife Anne had went to hand me to Mama, that she told them that she didn't want to hold the thing that ruined her dress. Grandfather then told me that those that were in the room gave her an odd look. That there was one woman named Lily started to tell Mama off, and another woman by the name of Rose couldn't believe that Mama wouldn't want to hold me because her dress got ruined." Mary frowned some, but then smiled again when she felt her father's hand on hers. "Well Grandfather Butler then said that his wife Anne wrapped me in a lace shawl, and they took me after the doctor had said that I was doing fine." She saw her loves brows narrow. She giggled and turned toward her Huntsman, and told him in a sweet voice. "I was fine, doctor's always look over newborn babies." He sighed with relief, then glanced over at his Vater when he spoke.

"That is true. It is to mostly to make sure that the baby is breathing alright and there is nothing wrong with them." He told his son. They all looked back at the young woman as she began to speak again.

"Grandfather Butler then told me that they took me to his office, because it is by law and even here for every Officer to have birth, death, adoption, and marriage certificates." She paused and looked at the two German men. They both nodded their heads, then she went on. "He asked his wife what should my name be. He said that my first name was after the woman who adopted my Papa." At this news Newkirk and Burkhalter raised both of their brows. Hogan nodded his head and only told them.

"Lets just say I had a hard childhood, in away a lot like Mary's." He told the two men. With those words he saw his best friend close his eyes. Newkirk had never knew that his best friend had went threw a hard childhood like his love. When he heard Mary speak again is when he opened his eyes again.

"My first name is after my grandmother in the states, and I do have the last name of Hogan. Grandfather told me that he had put that on there, and that Mama was very mad at him for it. He said that he told her that she better be a good mother to me because if not then he would take me and give me to Papa who he knows will take great care of me." At this news Hogan looked over at her with widen eyes. He then lowered his head and eyes at the same time. 'Why didn't he tell me this?' He asked himself. Then looked at his daughter once again as she spoke.

"Then his wife told him that I needed a middle name. He said that they thought long and hard on it, but then his wife looked down, and moved the lace from the side of my face. She then told him what is now my middle name." She looked at the three men waiting for them to guess her middle name. She giggled as her love said confidently.

"It's Anne, isn't it?" He said with a wide smile.

"Nope." She laughed as his smile fell. He tilted his head and thought about the story. He looked over as Burkhalter spoke up with his guess.

"It is Lily." He said with a large smile, but it too fell when Mary shook her head no. Her eyes looked over at her Vater next.

"Rose?" He asked her.

"Nope, none of the above." She smiled wide then looked over at her love when he said.

"I don't know." Mary smiled as her father leaned in to give them all a hint.

"She said it twice, and the second time was near the end." She watched as all three men played the last part in their heads again. Then she saw her love look over at her with a loving smile when he said her middle name.

"It's Lace, isn't it?" Mary smiled and nodded her head. Klink and Burkhalter smiled at this.

"Yes it is. My full name is Mary Lace Hogan." Newkirk leaned over then said in a loving voice.

"I love that name, just like I love you." He told her then leaned in farther, and kissed her on the lips. Hogan watched this and smiled a sadden smile. He looked down at his plate. Both German men saw this. Burkhalter looked over at Klink with questioning eyes. Klink mouthed out that he would tell him later. The older man nodded his head. Then they all looked at Mary when she asked her love.

"What is your middle name?" She asked him. He sighed and leaned back in his chair, and saw the smile on Hogan's lips.

"Well I would tell you, but I can't. The guys are trying to guess my middle name." Mary smiled and shook her head as she saw her father lean in to hear. Then they looked over at Klink as he spoke up.

"Robert go into the bedroom, and don't come out until I call for you." Hogan turned his head. His eyes were wide and his jaw had dropped.

"What?!" He asked his love. Klink smiled at him then pointed towards the bedroom. Hogan then looked over at Burkhalter when he cut in.

"Go Hogan." He said with a smile. Hogan frowned then stood up. Mary and Newkirk laughed when he came back to just get his plate. He walked into the bedroom and shut the door. Mary giggled then asked her love.

"Does your middle name have a story behind it?" He nodded his head and started to talk in a low voice.

"Well, when I was born, I was born as if I was asleep. I didn't cry or anything." At this Klink's eyes widen and he looked away. "My sister Mavis told me that the doctors didn't know what was wrong with me. They told Mum and Dad that I was going to die if I didn't wake up, but they didn't know what was wrong with me to get me to wake up." As he spoke, Mary started to tear up some. She reached over and placed her hand on top of his. He smiled and took her hand into his. "There was a new doctor that had started work at the hospital on the third day I was there. He had heard about me and came up to see me. Mavis said that he looked at the other doctors, and gave them a earful." He laughed as he remember hearing his sister tell him about this. He was brought out of his thoughts when Mary asked him. Both German men smiled at the love in the young woman's voice when she spoke to the man that she loves beside her.

"Did he know what was wrong with you?" Newkirk nodded his head and told her.

"Mavis told me, that he had said to her that my blood sugar level was down. He gave me something for it, and I woke up and started to cry. She told me that she was very happy when she heard me start to cry. Everyone was, Mum and Dad was very happy, and that they were very worried about me. Then the doctor asked what my name was, Mavis laughed when she told me that Mum and Dad didn't even think of a name. They were more worried about me living than giving me a name at that point in time. So they name me Peter, then they asked the doctor what was his name. He told them that his name was also Peter, but his middle name was Quentin." Mary cut in when she asked.

"So it is Quentin?" He shook his head and said.

"Nope. In my family there was a lot of Quentin's, so they asked him for his last name. When he told them what it was, then they gave me his surname." He chuckled as all three leaned in to hear his middle name. "It is an old name, so old that I don't think that it is use at all now."

"What is it?" Burkhalter asked him getting tired of him dragging it out. He smiled at all of them then told them.

"It's Annakin." Mary smiled wide at the name.

"Peter Annakin Newkirk." He watched a large smile come to her lips. "I love that name." She added. He chuckled, then stopped as he found her lips onto his. Klink smiled then leaned back and yelled for Hogan to come back out. Hogan walked out with his plate. He started to fill his plate up some more when he leaned over to his daughter and whispered.

"What is it?" He asked her. Mary gasped while placing her hand on her chest. When she did this the two German men smiled wide and remembered her father doing the same earlier that day. Newkirk laughed at his loves reaction to the question.

"I am not telling you." Hogan smiled at her then whispered again.

"I'll buy you a pony." He looked over at his best friend when he spoke.

"Really? A pony? You will do, or say anything to find out my middle name." Newkirk started to laugh. Klink shook his head as Burkhalter chuckled lightly. Mary started to laugh at the look on her father's face. Once again he made a pout with his lower lip.

"But I will tell you that his middle name does start with an A." She told her father who now started to think of what the name could be. His best friend smiled wide at his love, and knew that she did that knowing that her father would never guess it. Soon it was time for cake. Her father's said that they would go and get the cake. Once they brought it out and sat it down, Burkhalter's mouth dropped. He stood up then walked closer to the beautiful cake. Hogan informed the General the time it took his daughter to decorate the cake. Mary smiled when the General spoke in shock.

"Lady Mary this is amazing work." Mary smiled wider then looked over at her love. Her eyes widen as she saw him standing looking at the cake closer. She quickly stood up and stepped to his side. Newkirk looked over at her with a loving smile. He pointed to the cake and asked her.

"You made this?"

"Yes." She told him while trying to get him to set down. "Peter set down, your still a little out of it." She said with worry in her voice. He smiled at her then spoke.

"Snow, this is amazing. I have never seen a cake like this." Then he felt her try to push him down by his shoulders. He smiled and took her hands into his. "I'm fine now. I was fine when I got up for supper." He told her. Mary raised a brow then asked him.

"Wait you have been fine to stand this whole time?" He nodded his head, then she spoke again. "But you told me to help you to the table." She then saw a large smile come to his lips. Her eyes widen then she placed her hands on her hips. "You lied to me." She said in shock, but with a smile.

"Yeah I did." He admitted to her.

"Why?" She asked him. He smiled even wider as he spoke.

"I just wanted you to be close to me." Mary pushed her lips together and narrowed her eyes, and brow.

"You jackass." She said then stepped closer to him. Leaning up on her tiptoes and kissed him. After the kiss broke he smiled down at her. Klink looked over at Hogan who was watching the two in love. He had a smile on his face, but in his eyes he saw sadness within them. Klink leaned over and whispered to his love.

"She will always need you." Hogan looked over toward his love with a hopeful smile that his love was right.

Klink cut them all a piece of the cake that his daughter had made. When all four men took a bite of the cake, Mary saw their eyes widen. She leaned back into her chair as they all turned their heads to look at her. Her eyes went from each one of the men looking at her when they spoke to her.

"Oh sweet lord this cake is so damn good." Her father said with a large smile on his face. She giggled at him as he took another bite of his cake and closed his eyes. She then turned her head to her Vater when he spoke to her.

"Mein Gott, this is the best cake I have ever had in my life." He told her the truth.

"I have to agree with Klink, this is very delectable." Burkhalter told her with a smile. Mary looked over to her Huntsman who had his eyes closed now.

"Peter?" She said his name. Her love opened his eyes and looked over at her.

"This cake is mind-blowingly good." He told her with a large smile, then added. "You have to open a bakery when we get back home." Mary smiled a small smile, then it grew when she thought of something. What she said next took Newkirk aback.

"Alright I will if you will become a designer of wedding gowns." He went to disagree when his Vater cut in.

"I think that is a good idea. You design and she has a bakery." He smiled at his son. Then looked over at Hogan who asked Mary why she was smiling wider now.

"What are you smiling at?" Mary looked over to her father.

"I just thought of a name for my bakery." She said with a large smile on her lips now. Newkirk saw her look over towards him with the same smile on her face. "I think I will call it Newkirk's." As she said this, her love smiled wide at her. He then tilted his head up and said.

"Well you call the bakery Newkirk's, then I will call the first dress I make Queen Snow." His smiled widen as his love narrowed her eyes at him, then smile wide.

"I like that." She told him with a loving smile.

-MN-

Mary turned off the light to the bathroom on her way to the bed. Her father's said that they were going to talk to Burkhalter in his quarter's about what kind of arrows her love could carry with him. She got into bed with her love who hugged her up. Newkirk moved them to where he was on his arm, and his love was almost under him. He leaned down and kissed his love. Mary kissed her love back, while running one hand down his stomach. His breath caught in his throat as he felt her hand rub him threw his shorts. Mary let out a giggle when he broke the kiss. Laying his head down onto hers, he moaned out. He went to move his hand to stop her, but then stopped himself. He lifted his head to look into her snowy blue eyes that shined like fresh snow on the ground on a moonlit night.

"Mary." He breathed out her name, then moaned as she started to stroke him once again.

"Yes Peter." She whispered into his ear. While letting out a low moan he asked her.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Mary smiled to herself, then stopped stroking him long enough to slowly push him onto his back. Once she was laying on her arm, she started to stroke him again. He wrapped his arm around her waist as he closed his eyes.

"Yes I do. I know that you want to wait until later to do that, but like I said yesterday that we can run are hands over each other. We can do so many things with our hands." She told him in a low sweet voice. Newkirk opened his eyes and smiled at her words.

"Yes we can." He said to roll them over, but stopped when she placed her hand on his chest.

"No Peter, I want to pleasure you first." She smiled sheepishly at him.

"Mary you don't have to do that." He told her. Then he felt her pushing him back down onto the bed.

"Yes I do. I want you to forget all about that woman that hurt you. I know that you still feel bad about it." He went to disagree, but her words stopped him. "Peter I can see it in your eyes. So I want to know… if any of them actually took time to give you what you wanted?" She asked him as she ran her hand from his chest to the side of his face, then spoke once again. "You told me that you would rather have a woman stroke you instead of suck you off. Has any of them actually did what you wanted, or have you always done what they wanted?" She asked him the same thing, but in more detail. Sighing heavily he spoke.

"No… none of them did anything for me. I always took care of their needs and never my own. I did or became what they wanted, so that they wouldn't leave me or so that they would like me." He admitted mostly to himself. It was when Mary spoke again is when he looked into her eyes once again.

"Well my Huntsman, if you want me too… I could give you what you want and like?" She asked him. Newkirk smiled at her then leaned up and whispered near her lips.

"Alright, but only if I can pleasure you next?" He asked her. Mary smiled and nodded her head.

Newkirk lowered his head down onto the pillow, as Mary ran her hand back down to his semi hard member. He felt her run her hand up then went to go under his shorts. He moved his hand to stop her only long enough to take off his shorts. His eyes widen as she took them from him and threw the shorts on the edge of the bed. Her hand found it's way back to his now hard member. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he pulled her closer to him. Mary lowered her head to where her lips where beside his ear. She started to whisper to him as she stroked him in a nice slow pace.

"You like that my Huntsman?" She asked him.

"Oh god Mary." He moaned as he felt her hand start to quicken the strokes. "Yes." He breathed out. He rolled his head over to touch foreheads with her. They looked into each others eyes as his passion rose within him. He gasped as his love ran her pointer finger over the tip of his member. As his eyes closed he let out a low moan, then let out a deep moan when she started to stroke him in a medium pace.

"Fuck Mary." He breathed out. Mary smiled at the sight on her loves face. His eyes were closed and he was panting her name out. She couldn't help herself, while stroking him in the same medium pace. Mary leaned down and started to kiss his neck. She smiled wide as he gripped her waist tighter. Newkirk was in a new world of pleasure then he had ever been in before. His eyes snapped open, and a deeper moan came from his lips as he felt his loves tongue licking his neck now.

"Oh fuck Mary." He whined out some as his member was now begging for a release. "Go faster." He told her. Mary quickened her pace. She stroked him faster, then she leaned her head down to find his lips on hers. He kissed her hungrily as he could feel himself getting close to his release. She broke the kiss to ask him.

"You want me to go faster?" She asked him. In a low voice he moaned out.

"Oh god yes." She watched his reaction as she started to stroke him faster than before. His body began to jump and jerk at her touch as she went faster. She watched his eyes roll back into his head as he moaned out her name loudly.

"Mary!" As his passion hit the tipping point he came the hardest he had ever came in his life. He pulled her even tighter as he felt his passion build once again. Never stopping her fast pace, she watched her love hit his tipping point again. This time not only did his eyes go back into his head, but his body tensed up. He moaned out louder as he came once again. As his body calmed down, he tried to catch his breath.

"Oh damn." He panted out as he felt his muscles jump and jerk under his skin. Mary smiled down at her love.

"Did you like it? Did I do good?" She asked him while still smiling at him. Newkirk rolled his head over to look into her eyes.

"I have never came that hard, or twice in a row before." He said with a large grin. He leaned up to kiss his love. "And yes I did love it, and.." He kissed her once again. "And you did great." Mary smiled as he kissed her again. She giggled as he rolled them over to where she was on her back now.

"How do you want me to pleasure you?" He asked her. Mary smiled sheepishly then spoke the truth.

"I really don't know. I have never had pleasure before." As she admitted to him, Newkirk thought of the best way to give her pleasure without sending her into a flashback.

"Well, I could use my hand or I could…" He leaned down to her ear and whispered to her. "I could use my tongue." He told her.

"What?" She asked him unsure what he had meant by that. "How?" She added. He chuckled then told her.

"Well I can use my hand to rub you, or I could use my tongue to lick you… there, but that is up to you." He leaned back to make sure that she could see his face, and hear his words clearly. "Mary, I will do what you tell me too. If you want me to use my hand the first time then I will, but I don't want you to have a flashback. I don't want to say or do something that reminds you of him." He told her the fear that he had.

"Peter, I don't think you have to worry about sending me into a flashback. As long as you don't call me your whore, then I think we are alright." Newkirk narrowed his brows at this news, then raised them when she spoke again. "George was never near my head, nor touched any part of my body but… you know."

"You mean he never held you or kissed you before, during or after?" He asked her. Mary shook her head.

"No. He would come into my room and sit on the edge of the bed and touch me, but he never did any of that. He just ran his hands over me, or put them in me and that was it. When he raped me, he never really got close to me in away." She told her love the truth. He looked away, but looked back as she told him what to do to her.

"Could you use your hand first, and if I like it then you can use your tongue." Newkirk smiled and nodded his head. Mary sat up and took off her nightgown. He smiled wide as he saw that she was not wearing her undergarments. He leaned down to kiss her on the lips. Once the kiss broke he told her in a loving voice.

"If you feel like you are going to have a flashback, just tell me to stop and I will." Mary nodded her head and kissed him once again.

Newkirk reached up to touch the side of her face. He then slowly ran his hand down her neck to cuff one of her breast. He kissed her passionately, then ran his tongue over her lower lip. As his hand went to her legs, he slowly moved one of her legs out slightly. He ran his hand up her inner thigh until his hand found her womanhood. As he slipped his finger into her womanhood, she opened her mouth to let their tongues dance in their mouths. He started to rub her as their tongues dance with each others. He felt her hand run it's way up his back to his head. She ran her finger's threw his hair as she let out a muffled moan. Her other hand ran down his other arm to his hand that was at her womanhood. She stopped her hand and rested it on top of his working hand. When Mary felt her loves finger's go to the top of her womanhood, she gasped loudly as her lower body started to move to a rhythm all of it's own.

"Oh god… Peter." She broke the kiss to let out a low moan as well as his name. He smiled to himself knowing that he was the first and only man to ever give her pleasure. He moved his lips to her neck and started to lick her now heated flesh. Then after a minute of this he made his way back to her lips. When he kissed her, he found her kissing him hungrily. Her hand pushed his head down to deepen the kiss. He started to move his finger's faster as he felt her body tense up, and her body move on it's own. Mary broke the kiss to let out a loud moan when his finger rubbed something near the top of her womanhood once again.

"Oh my god." She moaned out. She lifted her hips to get his finger to touch whatever it was again. Newkirk smiled to himself and leaned his head down to ask her.

"You like that Snow?" He asked her.

"Oh god yes… do it again." She told him. He moved his finger over the spot once again, and her lower body came off of the bed. Mary had no control over her body as it moved by itself. Her hand ran down from his head to his back. As he rubbed the spot again, she clawed his back. Her nails dug into his flesh as she ran her hand quickly back up. She could feel something inside herself start to build and build. She was soon moving closer to her love. Her hands ran up and down his back and arm. She felt his harden member rub against her leg. Smiling to herself, she moved her arm that was around his back to where it was now in front of him. She started to stroke him once again. Newkirk gasped as he felt his loves hand stroke him in the same fast pace as before.

"Oh fuck Mary." He moaned into her ear.

"Oh Peter… I think I'm about to…" She breathed out feeling what was her passion reach it's end.

"Me too." He breathed out as he came once again. As he moaned out her name, Mary moaned out his name loudly. They came together once again calling and moaning each others names out once again.

Once their bodies stopped moving, they laid there catching their breaths. Newkirk fell onto his back and panted heavily, as Mary laid in the afterglow of her first pleasurable first time. She smiled to herself as the thought came to mind. 'I feel amazing! If it felt like this with his hand, how will it feel when we do make love?' She asked herself. Mary rolled over after finding the willpower to do so, and laid her head on her loves chest. Newkirk smiled to himself and hugged up his love. He soon had to ask her something that he had to know.

"Was that good? Did you like that?" He smiled wide as Mary started to giggle when she answered him in a very happy tone.

"That was bloody great, but I think next time you can do that other thing… you know with your mouth." She paused then spoke again. "I am so tired now." She giggled out in happiness. Newkirk chuckled loudly and told her.

"Alright, next time I will do that." He told her, then moved farther down. He hugged her up even tighter and said in a sleepy voice. "Night my diamond heart… I love you." Mary smiled when she heard this and said back also in a sleepy voice.

"Night my gold heart…. I love you too."