I don't own Hogan's Heroes, I haven't seen but one episode of Hogan's Heroes in the last two years. Also I'd like to thank my little brother for spell and grammar checking this story. Thank's Anakin.



On the Silent Feet of Cat

Jelfia Maleak

Ch.1



Sergeant Andrew Carter stuck his head in the door "new prisoners, sir." Colonel Robert Hogan went out to greet the new prisoners. And give them the name, rank, and serial number speech. He was half way there when the first prisoner was haled out. And caused everyone within seeing distance to stop. She had blond hair up in a bun. The other two prisoners were male. Hogan finished his walk and approached them.

"All you have to tell them is your name, rank, and serial number." Hogan said. The three saluted and were marched into the Kommandant offices. Hogan calmly made his way back to the barrack, and the coffee pot.



"Schultz take that female away, she dose not belong in a POW camp. Everyone knows that females don't pilot." Klink said turning away from the female.

"I do pilot and I pilot better than you." She said her eyes never wavering from the wall.

"Very well why where you flying over the Fatherland?" Klink said with boredom.

"Amber Kent, Sergeant, WASP. 210 18 31 . . . "

"Yes, yes we know that it's on your dog tags. Now what is this WASP?" Klink said becoming more interested.

"Amber Kent. Sergeant . . . "

"What were you doing?"

"Fine ya'll want to know? I've got a big secret for ya . . . "

***

"Mon Colonel, I think I'm in love." Corporal Louis Lebeau said.

"The female could be a spy."Sergeant Ivan Kinchloe said.

"I know, get on the radio and find out what you can about her."

"Yes sir." Kinch went down into the tunnels.

"I don't think the girl is the German. She is too pretty." Carter said.

"Carter."

"Fine ya'll want to know? I've got a big secret for ya . . . " everyone looked around

"You're a big monocular clad baby that couldn't get a five-year-old to talk."

"I think I'd better go before she winds up getting us all in the cooler." Hogan said

***

Nobody moved. Everyone was staring opened mouthed at Sergeant Kent . Until Colonel Hogan burst into the room.

"Hogan out." Klink demand.

"But sir we wanted to find out what's happing back home. And get them in on this week's escape committed meeting."

"Out. Everyone out now." Klink bellowed. Everyone disappeared to leave Klink realizing his mistake.

Once they where outside Hogan turned to the others "Welcome to Stalag 13. We have two extra bunks in barrack four and one in barrack two. Sergeant Kent you can have the bunk in two till we find a better places for you." All three prisoners nodded. Sergeant Kent was lead to barrack two where she was bombard by questions.

"Whoa, hold on. How about I start at the begging." Everyone nodded. Corporal Peter Newkirk handed Kent a cup of coffee. "I joined the WASP. Which stand for Women Airforce Service Pilots. We ferry planes and whatever we can to help. We had basically the same training as you men. But then I got transferred to England, so I became a part of the WRAF. I was ferrying a P-38 to England when I blacked out. I think my air tank was faulty. The next thing I know I'm coming to and I'm getting flack. I have no idea where I am. So I start to head north. Then bam I'm hit and going down. So I jump. I pull the cored and coming in for a landing when I get tangled up in a tree. I hear shouting below me. I finely cut my self free. Dropping to the ground, I find a gun pointed at me. They yelled at me they didn't relsie I was a girl till we got on the truck. Then I wound up here. Any question?" Amber said.

"How many times have you ferried?" Hogan asked.

"It would have been my 8th trip back from the US."

"Where are you from?" Carter asked.

"Northern Oklahoma. I don't suppose you have a bunk I could barrow. I could use a nice long rest. I don't think I've been any where for more than twelve hours in the last month."

"You can have my room. I'll sleep out here." Hogan said gesturing to his room.

"I don't want to take it away from you, sir." Amber said.

"No you can have it. I'll talk to Klink about getting a room built for you."

"Thank you sir. Good night ya'll." Amber said to the others. Then head off to the offered room.

"Well Kinch what is the word from London?" Hogan asked.

"The radio is dead. It'll take three days to get the part. I need to talk to the undergound to get the part and the message out" Kinch said.

"Great, just great. Pass the word around not to tell her anything."

"Yes sir."

***

(two days later.)

"I saw you talking to the female pilot." Hogan said to a young lieutenant

"Yes sir. We were talking about home. Sir." The lieutenant smiled.

"Home?" Hogan asked.

"Yes sir. I'm from southern Oklahoma. Not many people around here from Oklahoma. Sir." The lieutenant said.

"So she is from Oklahoma?" Hogan asked.

"Oh yes sir. Nobody can describe Oklahoma in that way unless they have lived there for several years. Sir." Hogan just shook his head and wandered off to find Kent. He found her running.

"Sergeant Kent. Hold on a second I need to ask you some thing."

"Yes Sir?" Amber said slightly out of breath.

"Where did you learn to fly?" Hogan asked.

"Well my dad took me out in the old plane, we use to dust the crops, every since I could remember. I was flying solo in it by the time I was 10. If that's what you mean." Amber smiled. Hogan nodded to her as Kinch came up.

"Message from the under ground, we also have the part. But it will still be the better part of the day till its fix." Kinch whispered and handed Hogan the message.

Papa Bear,

Good show old chap. We were wandering what happened to our farrier pilot. Take good care of her.

Goldilocks



"All right Kinch get that radio fix I'll talk to Klink about getting our farrier pilot a room of her own." Hogan walked to Kommandant Klink's office. Busting in, Hogan saw that Klink was not in a good mood.

"What now Hogan." Klink asked. Hogan sat in one of the chairs.

"Well all I wanted was some wood, hammer, nails, and saws." Hogan grinned.

"Hogan this is another one of your tricks. OUT." Klink yelled.

"Hey, I wouldn't trick you. It's for Sargent Kent. She can't sleep with the guys." Hogan put an empsies on the sleep.

"Very well. Now will you leave me alone. I have a ton of work to do." Klink said getting back to the paperwork piled on his desk. Hogan saluted then left. On the way out he gave Fraulein Hilde a kiss.

***

"All right guys snap it up, I want this room built so she can sleep in it tonight." Hogan command a group of 12 POWs, including Kent. They built the room, the bunks, and a chest of drawers. Under the watchful eyes of serval guards.

"You know you don't have to help." Hogan said to Kent.

She smiled, and said "I don't have to but I like to build. I'm not one of those sit and look pretty girls. I think it's a fallout of having six brothers and only one of two girls in the five-mile radius."

"Six brothers?" Hogan asked.

"I grew up on a farm, every hand is welcome, lucky most of us were boys." Kent smiled and went back to work.

***

Kent made her way silently to the door. It was about eleven at night, and all the lights were out. A couple of the prisoner where tossing and turning, so she softly sung.

Tell me the tales that to me were so dear,
Long, long ago, long, long ago,
Sing me the songs I delighted to hear,
Long, long ago, long ago,
Now you are come all my grief is removed,
Let me forget that so long you have roved.
Let me believe that you love as you loved,
Long, long ago, long ago.

Do you remember the paths where we met?
Long, long ago, long, long ago.
Ah, yes, you told me you'd never forget,
Long, long ago, long ago.
Then to all others, my smile you preferred,
Love, when you spoke, gave a charm to each word.
Still my heart treasures the phrases I heard,
Long, long ago, long ago.

Tho' by your kindness my fond hopes were raised,
Long, long ago, long, long ago.
You by more eloquent lips have been praised,
Long, long ago, long, long ago,
But, by long absence your truth has been tried,
Still to your accents I listen with pride,
Blessed as I was when I sat by your side.
Long, long ago, long ago



The guys stopped string. Kent smiled, back home if any of her brothers were having trouble sleeping she would sing them to sleep. It was nice to know that the lullaby still worked. She went out the door. When she came back into the barracks serval of the guys where hovered around one of the bunks. Coming up behind them, Kent asked "what's going on?" they spun around startled that she had snuck up on them.

"Carter the door." Hogan said eyeing Kent.

"Yes sir" Carter murmured and moved over to the door.

"What did you see?" Hogan asked.

"Well I came back from the latrine and . . . "

"Wait, you went to the latrines, why? And why didn't you wake any of us? Why weren't you caught?" Hogan asked

"I'm used to be able to go to the latrine in the middle of the night. So some times I still have to go. I try to go out so that I don't wake you. I know you've been busy and you need your sleep. As for why I wasn't caught . . . well . . . " Kent smiled. "I wasn't called Cat by my brothers for nothing." Hogan just shook his head.

"We need to talk later. Sargent"

"Uh yes sir." Kent saluted and headed back to bed.

"That bloody woman walked right by us and we where awake." Newkirk shook his head.

"Are you telling me you wear all awake?" Hogan asked.

"Yes mon colonel. We were waiting for the you and Carter to get back. I herd her sing, I thought she went back to her room." Lebeau said.

"Alright back to bed we have a busy day in line for tomorrow night." Hogan said then went to his room to think about this girl who is so full of surprises.

***

There was a light knocking on Hogan's door right after roll call.

"Come in."

"Sargent Kent reporting in as commanded, sir." Kent said saluting. Hogan waved toward a chair. She sat, but on the edge and military straight.

"So you can walk quietly, do you have any other skill that I might need to know about?" Hogan asked.

"What do you mean sir?"

"Skill, like Newkirk is a pickpocket, Carter has a thing for explosive. You know skill." Hogan said. Kent squinted her eyes and bit her lip.

"Uh . . . I'm good with animals, I can sing, oh and along with walking quietly I can hide anywhere." Kent smiled.

"Can you shoot?"

"Yes sir."

"You had better rest up. You'll be going with us tonight." Hogan smiled. "Tell Newkirk to show you around."

"Uh, sir, I've all ready been shown around."

"Just go, you'll see." Hogan said. Kent heads out the door.

"Hey Newkirk, Colonel Hogan said that you should show me around, and that I'd be going with "us" tonight. Do you know what he means?" Kent said. Newkirk nodded and walked over to one of the bunks. Hitting the bunk twice, it lowered to revile a ladder.

"Oh wow." Kent said looking in the tunnel.

"Ladies first." Newkirk waved his hand in a flourishing gesture. Kent nodded and went down the steps. She was speechless as she walked thru the tunnel. They then head out. Just as the door closed Schultz came in with serval boxes.

"Your red cross packages have arrived."

***

"All right guy here's the plan." Hogan said pointing to a small map. He out lined his plan witch involved Carter and Newkirk placing the bombs on the bridge, Lebeau on look out, and Kent with Hogan. The guy pulled on their dark close. Newkirk handed Kent her set.

"I modified these to fit you."

"Thank you." Kent said. She give the guys a look and they turned away while she quickly pulled on the cloths.

"Alright lets go."



Hogan watched Kent, it wasn't that he didn't trust her, he didn't know how good she was. And she knew that. Hogan was amazed at the girl, if he didn't know where she was he would of just passed her of as a shadow. She made very little sound. As oppose to his own clomping.

Kent felt the gun that she had been given, it was a German hand gun. She didn't know what make or any thing like that. Carter and Newkirk placed the explosives quickly and efficiently.

"Now we find out if Carter didn't bloody well screw up." Newkirk smiled.

"Now what a minuet it was one mistake . . . "

"Quite." Hogan said. Then nodded to Carter to push the button. Carter nodded enthusitly and pushed the button. Everyone held their breath until the bridge explode in a brilliant fire ball of yellows and reds. Hogan and the boys moved out. Kent fell back to follow. They where about a mile from the explosion when Carter got his foot stuck in a hole. He was trying to work it free when a SS solider came upon him

"Halt." the rest was in German and Carter didn't understand. But he did understand the semi-automatic machine gun pointed at him. Carter raised his hands. The SS solider pointed to Carter's gun. Carter carefully thru his gun on the ground a couple of feet from the solider. The solider smiled evilly and started to pull the trigger, when a bullet struck him in the chest. Carter fell to the ground just millisecond before the SS soldiers twitching hand pulled the trigger leaving a line of bullets from where Carter's head had been up to the sky as the body fell. The solider was dead before it hit the ground. Carter lay shaking on the ground. Hogan and the other two ran back to where they heard the shots. Praying the whole time.

Kent bent over Carter, "Hey listened we don't have time for this. Lets go before reinforcement's get here."

"I...I'm stuck." Carter whispered. Hogan came into the clearing, Kent was already bring her weapon to bare. But stopped when she realized who it was.

"Carters fine but he is stuck, if you get him out I'll hide the body."

"Newkirk help Kent. Lebeau look out." Hogan order. Kent hid the body and Hogan untangled Carter's foot from the branch. When the were safely back in the tunnel Hogan turned to his troops.

"What in the Hell happened?" he asked, looking from Carter's still shaking from to Kent's military straight one. "Sergeant Kent report."

"Yes sir, I was following, when Carter got caught. I was about to help when the SS solider showed up. I worked my way around so that I was next to Carter. When I saw that the guard was going to shoot, I didn't think, I just shot." Kent responded, in a monotone voice. Hogan shot the others a look, they helped Carter up into the barrack, Leaving Hogan and Kent alone.

"If you want, I won't ask you to go on any more . . . " Hogan started but was cutoff by Kent.

"No sir. Please let me in on your other stuff. I figure every thing I do will help my brothers out. Besides no matter what I do there probably already experienced."

Hogan nodded, "Go get some sleep."



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Author's note: I just wanted to say that while I was looking for info on the WASP I found out the Soviets actual had a female fighter wing. Maybe that's why the German's where having problem on the eastern front ;) any way I thought I'd say that I got most of my info for the WASP at http://www.wasp-wwii.org/wasp/home.htm



Also Carter knows German. But the guy had an accent and spoke really fast. You know like if you know English and your from Texas you might have problems understanding people from NY.

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