Five hours after dinner, Schultz had finally finished work on the airplane. Sweating, he knew this was natural; At times around Christmas, when he is visiting his wife and children, he brings them toys he works on from time to time when he isn't on duty at Stalag 13. Now, he had to find a copy of the logo for his currently defunct Schatze Toy Company.
"Hmmm…" Schultz thought to himself. "Well..I have this logo." It was the logo Schultz was planning on using, prior to his company's factory being taken over to the war effort. "I've got to type Hogan a small letter as well." The logo showed a smiling younger Schultz holding a toy airplane. After he typed the letter, Schultz would gift-wrap the Airplane, after folding the letter and putting it in with the plane. Schultz would put it in his pocket and then begin heading for the car. "I love you..Gretchen." Schultz said to her, giving her a big kiss. "I love you too..Hans. Good luck!" And with that, Schultz was off.
Meanwhile, back at Stalag 13, a staff car was entering Stalag 13. Wolfgang Klink was invited to Stalag 13 by his brother, General Wilhelm Klink. Along with Wolfgang, was his niece, Anneliese Klink, daughter of Wilhelm Klink. The two would get out, as soon as they reached the Kommandant's Quarters. Wilhelm Klink came out, and saw his daughter and brother. "Wolfgang! Anneliese!" The three would hug each other. "I've finally found love, Wolfgang. In the process, I've become a General. Come come, will you?" He said to the two. "Anneliese, my daughter, it's so great to see you again." He'd say to her, giving her a hug.
Meanwhile, General Hogan was looking out of the door, along with LeBeau and the rest of his gang. "Klink's daughter is wearing a Bicorne. Isn't that strange?" He'd ask LeBeau. "She could..but I don't know…She could be a descendant of the great man us French called Napoleon Bonaparte." "Let's go find out." Hogan would say to Corporal LeBeau, heading over to the Kommandant's office with him. Opening it, and entering, he'd go to Fraulein Helga. "So..did Kommandant Klink receive any special guests, Helga?" Hogan asked, kissing her. "Jawohl. I'll let Klink know you're here."
"Kommandant Klink, General Hogan and Corporal LeBeau are here to see you, sir." Helga would tell Klink. "Well, send them in!" Klink was in a more than happy mood." Hogan came in, and saw Wolfgang and Anneliese. Looking at Wolfgang, Hogan could see his clothes were kind of messed up. "I was drunk, General Hogan." So…General." Hogan started off saying to Klink. "Is that your daughter Anneliese?" Klink brightened up just hearing those words. "My pride and joy..General Robert Hogan, and Corporal LeBeau. Meet Anneliese Kaitlin Klink."
"I noticed your Bicorne, Anneliese. Descended from Napoleon Bonaparte?" LeBeau asked Anneliese, who nodded. "Through Napoleon's youngest sister, Caroline. You're French too obviously, Ja?" She'd ask LeBeau, who nodded and smirked. "Yeah, I am." He'd tell her. "You're a General, huh, Robert?" Anneliese would say to him, who nodded. "Do you have any great ancestry?" Hogan would ask. Meanwhile, Carter, Newkirk, and Kinchloe were listening in on the coffee pot. "Cherokee ancestry. A few of my ancestors were mercilessly slaughtered by Andrew Jackson, who was a monstrous and corrupt President."
This surprised Carter. "Well, me and Hogan have something in common, it seems. We both have Native ancestry!" Carter would say. "Yeah well, it's a small world, isn't it?" Newkirk would reply. "Man..that's surprising. Why didn't he tell us before?" Kinchloe pondered. "One reason: The Trail of Tears, which is why he doesn't like talking about it, most likely. You should have gotten the hint when he mentioned Andrew Jackson." Carter would respond to Kinchloe. They all would then turn the coffee pot off.
"Anneliese..I'm marrying Lottie Burkhalter. You'll soon have a stepmother." He'd tell her. She'd slightly smile. "At least I'm going to see "Mama" often, you know?" Anneliese would tell Klink, who nodded. Meanwhile, after showing his papers, and once again his pass, Schultz drove into camp and would park it in the motor pool. Afterwards, he got out, and headed towards Barracks 2. "I must sneak in through the window..Schultz would say to himself, knowing the prisoners would see him entering Hogan's office through the door and that they'd confront him.
After a huge effort, Schultz would get in and place the gift-wrapped fixed airplane on Hogan's table. Hogan's friends had stepped out for a few minutes, and then, afterwards, Schultz hurriedly got back through the window, accidentally falling on his face.
"Ouch…." Corporal Karl Langenscheidt came around, noticing Schultz was there. "Sergeant? Are you okay? What were you doing?" He'd say to Schultz, helping him up. "I just had to deliver a present.." Schultz whispered to Langenscheidt. "I fixed a broken toy airplane of Hogan's, which had been made in itself by my Schatze Toy Company. I had to sneak in through the window because they would have seen me entering through the door to his quarters."
"Amazing." Langenscheidt would say. Schultz would then report to Kommandant Klink. "Herr Kommandant, I have returned from my leave." He'd say to General Klink. Looking at Anneliese, he'd gasp. "Anneliese!" The two hugged each other in happiness. "How have you been, my dear friend?" "I've been great!" Anneliese would say to him. "Hello again, Wolfgang." Schultz said to General Klink's brother, shaking his hand. "Hey Hans." The two did not know each other well, but were formal with each other. "Dismissed, General Hogan." Klink said to him, smiling. Hogan would head back to his barracks.
"How did it go, General?" Several of the prisoners asked Hogan. "Quite well, actually." Hogan would enter into his office, and then stopped and glared. "A present?" Hogan would open it. To his shock, it was his broken airplane, but fixed. "W-what? My…A-Airplane..it's back…and fixed." Hogan would then read the letter. "I'm so…sorry for taking your airplane, General Hogan. I noticed it needed some work..and..what also surprised me was that you had one from my currently defunct toy company, the Schatze Toy Company. But either way, I figured I'd do it for you since, how can I not give you a gift, in return for you and the gang giving me chocolate bars?"
Hogan would put it away, and then run out full speed towards Klink's office. Immediately when he saw Schultz, he hugged him. "T-thank you..Schultz…for fixing my airplane. My father, General Hogan got it for me in 1939, as a gift, knowing my childhood plane was destroyed in a fire, and shortly before I went off to war. I miss him."
"You're welcome, Hogan. I'm glad that I made a lot of children happy, especially adults who love airplane models. And I had to repay you in some way, somehow." Schultz smiled at the General. "What's going on here?" Klink would ask the two, exiting the building. "Schultz went into my quarters, took my model airplane I had with me, and fixed it while on leave, and put it back into my office, gift-wrapped. It was one of the models made by the Schatze Toy Company."
"That's a great explanation. Why did you get one made by Germany, though?" Hogan quickly replied. "General Hogan got it for me to remember my family in 1939, shortly before I went to war, and in case I was shot down, in which I was. Schultz deserves a promotion to Colonel, sir." Hogan would tell Klink, giving him quite a surprise. "I'll consider it."He'd say to Hogan.
Lottie would arrive with Burkhalter soon after. "So, this is my soon to be step-daughter, eh?" Lottie would say, smiling, kissing Anneliese on the cheeks and giving her a hug, causing Anneliese Klink to smile. "The day is almost here, Wilhelm. How do you feel about it?" Lottie would ask him. "I feel really great about it, sweetheart. Klink would say to her." Nearly a year would go by until finally, the day of the wedding, arrived.
June 5, 1943, Winnefeld, Germany
In the abandoned village of Winnefeld, in the district of Northeim in Lower Saxony, many members of the Klink and Burkhalter families stood in the old spot of a demolished church that was built around 1200. Quite a long drive it took for the two families to get to the location. Guarded by Schultz himself, many of Stalag 13's prisoners were in attendance. General Hogan was Klink's best man.
As Wilhelm Klink and Lottie Linkmyer stood in the spot, the reverend, Max, who was a bartender at a hofbrau, and an underground agent, was also a reverend. "Will the couple join hands?" Wilhelm and Lottie did so. "Do you, Lottie Linkmyer, take this man to be your lawful wedded husband, to love, honor and cherish till death do you part?" Reverend Max would ask.
"I do." Lottie responded. "And do you...Wilhelm Klink, take this woman to have and to hold, from this day forward, till death do you part?" Max would ask Klink, who took a quick second to answer the question. "I do." Klink would respond.
"Then by the authority vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride." And so, General Klink and Lottie were now married, and their lips would connect, kissing back and forth. Anneliese ran up to her step-mother, and hugged her. "Mama!" She smiled. "This is..beautiful.." Hogan said, tearing up. He began to cry because he didn't have a woman yet that he'd love.
"Why can't I find love yet?! Why must I have to wait?" Hogan said, crying. "You'll find someone, General. I know you will, when this war ends, when the allies or us Germans win." Burkhalter would say to Hogan, patting him on the back. "It took me until I was around your age to find a woman." Afterwards, Lottie (Linkmeyer) Klink went back with her newly wed husband and her daughter Anneliese, and all of the prisoners did too, to Stalag 13. Lottie and Klink, as it is said in a fairytale, will live happily ever after, having a few daughters and sons in the years to come. "I'm glad I'm married again. Lottie..I've got a question."
"Yes, darling?" She'd ask him. "Do you think my late first wife is happy for us, right now, looking down at us?" Klink would ask Lottie, holding her. "I would love to think so, babe." Lottie said to him, giving him a big kiss. The two would then fall asleep together, in bed. Meanwhile, Sergeant Schultz was now Colonel Schultz, having been promoted for his act of kindness towards Hogan.
Meanwhile, in Heaven, a woman and man were indeed looking down, watching over Klink and Hogan. Klink's first wife, Anna Brandt, and General Robert Hogan's father, General Edward Hogan. "My son seems to be in love, or looking for it, at least." He'd say to Anna. "As for my lovely Klink, he finally took my advice, that if I were to die suddenly, he would remarry. Looks like the Burkhalters and the Klinks are united now, it seems. But, best of love and luck to them."
"It appears so." Frederick Burkhalter, grandfather of General Albert Burkhalter, would say, coming from another direction. "It surprised me that Wilhelm Klink got married to Lottie, genuinely. It appears he's gotten brave and finally confessed his true love for Lottie, and not Gertrude."
"Well, I hope everyone's getting along well down there." Napoleon would say, walking from the northern part of the kingdom, to everyone's shock. "However, Colonel Crittendon has just gotten demoted, which, while he is a somewhat good underground agent, Britain just had enough and demoted him, ordering him to return to Britain and work behind the desk for the rest of the war, though he will appeal the order."
"Holy moly." Edward Hogan would say. "Well..we should leave them to it, eh? And get back into the party while we're at it?" Edward (Or Ed, for short) Hogan would add. The others agreed. Meanwhile, Colonel Crittendon would find out on the radio about him being demoted. "Well this sucks." He'd say to Kinchloe and Hogan. "I genuinely thought I was doing good as an underground agent and for the Crown." Hogan would groan. "Lieutenant Colonel, I know it stinks, but..you're too incompetent." Hogan would add. "When I get back, General, I'm going to personally appeal this decision of Britain's." With that, a now angry Crittendon went out of the tunnel, to face his demotion and reprimand in England, once he got to the sub.
Meanwhile, Hogan and everyone went back up to the surface. Hogan was happy for Lottie and Kommandant Klink. Sitting back, he would begin to play Gin with his men, while they waited for their next mission from London on the underground radio below the barracks. "Today has gone extremely well for us, honestly. Klink may return to the same, stern, and Iron Colonel we all know in a few days, but finally, he has received happiness in a long time." Hogan simply stated to his men, who smiled.
Author's Note:
Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed the story. This was my first go at an attempt at a Hogan's Heroes Fanfic in a long time. Anneliese Klink's middle name, was made Kaitlin in honor of another Hogan's Heroes Fanfic creator, Basketballgirl Kaitlin. Go check her stories out, if you haven't already. That's all I have to say for now.
- TheSteveIrwinFan6836