7

Kent made her way thru the forest. Looking for the prisoner that had escaped from stalag 5. She tripped over a foot that was sticking out of a bush. Bring her pistol up, she stopped when she saw the red beret of the french forces.

"You can come out it's safe." she said. When nothing happened, she stuck her head in the bush. And found a knife against her neck.

"Papa Bear?" she said hopefully. The guy started talking in French.

"I'm an American." Kent said, the knife dropped some. She pointed to herself and said "I can take you to Papa Bear."

the french man looked at her. Then dropped the knife completely. Kent smiled and motioned for him to follow. She took about two steps then turned around and grabbed his hat. He exclaimed in french and grabbed for his hat. She handed it back. He went to put it back on she stopped him.

"Hide it, it's too bright," Kent then rolled her eyes, "he can't understand me. I wish it had been Lebeau's turn."

the french man seemed to understand, he stuck it in a pocket. Kent then lead the way back to camp.



"Hello I am Colonel Hogan-"

"He doesn't understand English." Kent said taking off the black face paint. Hogan nodded and motioned for French man to follow. They went up to the Barrack. When Kent was done changing she headed up the ladder into the barrack. Lebeau and the French man was in a animated conversation. Kent head for her room but was stopped by Lebeau,

"Amber,"

"Yes Lebeau?"

"He said he is sorry about the knife."

"It's ok. I understand. Tell him that I like his hat though" Kent smiled then headed to her room.

***

"Message from London." Kinch handed a note to Hogan. He read it the reread it.

"They got to be kidding."

"What is it Gov'ner?" Newkirk asked.

"They want us to steal a German bomber."

"We've done that before. Oh boy it was fun. I mean we even-"

"Carter. They want the plane in three days." Hogan said shaking his head.

"Sir can I be the co-pilot." Kent asked.

"No you will stay here where you'll be safe." Hogan said distractedly.

"Sir, I've co-piloted a German bomber before. Beside I'll be just as safe as I was on any of my von Kern missions." Kent said.

"That's it." Hogan said snapping his fingers.

"What's is?" Kent said.

"I know how we can get the plane and get us out of camp." Hogan turned to Newkirk., "I need papers for all of us. Make yours and mine pilots, temperately assigned to Major von Kern. Lebeau and Carter will be guards, also assigned to von Kern. Kinch will be von Kern's prisoner. I also need orders for von Kern to take a plane, by tomorrow."

"Yes sir." Newkirk left.

"Lebeau send the french pilot off tonight. Kinch contact the underground and let them know that will be temperately unavailable."

"What about us?" Kent asked.

"Get some sleep."

"Yes sir.

***

the telephone rang in Klink's office. He picked it up.

"Stalag 13, Colonel Klink speaking. Heil Hitler."

"Major von Kern specking. Gestapo. You will send Colonel Hogan, Sergeant Kinch, Sergeant Carter, Sergeant Kent, Corporal Newkirk, Corporal Lebeau."

"But-"

"you dare question the gestapo. Just send them I will take care of them." von Kern laughed and Klink shuddered. "yes ma'am"

"very good."

***

Shultz came into the barracks,

"Colonel Hogan, I have to take you and some of your men to gestapo headquarters."

"I know I thought you'd never come get us. Were ready." Hogan smiled. As the others stood waiting.

"You do not understand. This is major von Kern. She is the most feared gestapo of all." Shultz said looking quite scared. "gnäädige Frau Kent is also to come."

"I'm right here let go." Kent said as she pulled on the red beret that the french pilot had given her, to make up for his pulling a knife on her. Shultz just shook his head and muttered in German as he lead the prisoners to the truck. Shultz got in back with the prisoners to watch them. After about two miles. Newkirk distract Shultz. The others screened Kent as she puled her uniform off. Under it was a Gestapo Major uniform. She nodded and the other moved.

"Sargent stop this vehicle at once." Kent/von Kern commanded.

"How..how did you get in?" Shultz asked.

"It doesn't matter. I am in charge now. You will take the other guards and go back to camp."

"Yes Ma'am." Shultz said getting in the front of the truck . After the guards had all gotten out Shultz asked von Kern a question. "How will you keep them all by yourself?"

"I have my ways." with that she puled off. A few minuet later Carter climbed thru next to von Kern. They switched places so Carter is driving.

"Howdy Andrew, how's the others?" von Kern asked in a strong Oklahoma accent. Carter raised an eyebrow.

"There changed and ready. Uh. . .why. . .?" Carter faltered. Kent smiled and said, "some times I miss talking like I use to. When I was in England I couldn't talk like that or I'd confuse people. But sometimes . . ."

"It's ok I understand. Why back home I use to-"

"Guard post." Kent said cutting Carter off.

"Your papers?" the Guard asked.

"I am Major von Kern. I have my papers right here." Carter handed him there paper.

"Where are you headed, Major?"

"Top secret." she replied curtly.

"We will need to search the truck."

"Of corse, it has the rest of my men. And a prisoner." the last part she smiled a evil smile and licked her lips. The Guard quickly checked the back and waved them on.

"Now if only getting the plane is this easy." Kent murmured.

***

"I need a plane." von Kern handed her papers to the commander of the air base.

"We only have Bombers and fighters here at the moment." he said going back to his work.

"Do you know who I am?" von Kern said.

"No and I don't have time for the Gestapo to just waltz in here take my planes. I'll be needing all of them tomorrow." he said.

"For your information I am Major von Kern. You had better remember that when you are skiing on the Russian Front."

"Gestapo threats- von Kern? Ah yes, would you like for a crew to pilot you?" the Commander hand her some papers.

"No I have my own. And I suggest next time not to talk to Gestapo agents in that way."

Von Kern turned and walked out the door. She climbed into the truck where the others where waiting.

"Well?" Hogan asked already in a pilot suit.

"Got it." she smiled.

"Good. Come on let's move. We're not safe till were back in the barracks." hogan said. Carter pulled up to the plane they where given. When they got in to the plane Hogan handed Kent a pilot suit.

"You will be pilot, I'll copilot." Hogan said.

"Sir?"

"Take it or leave it." Hogan smiled as the suit was ripped out of his hand. Kent yanked it on. And sat in the pilot set familiarizing her self with the controls. Hogan checked in with the rest of the group.

"All right girl. Let's get some thing straight. I am the pilot. We are freeing you from German rule So you just behave and we'll get to see England." Kent said to the plane as she started it.

"Kent?" Hogan asked.

"Ready." Kent said. Hogan asked for clearance. After they got it Kent carefully taxied down the runway. And smoothly took off.

"Oh Boy, uh, Sir looks like you haven't lost your touch." Carter said over the headphones.

"I'm not flying." Hogan said smiling.

"Then who in the bloody 'ell is?"

"I am." Kent answered. The com was silent as that sunk in. They flew, until they where near the air base in England. That's when the trouble began. Two fighter planes on patrol made a run on the bomber. Kent dropped into a nose dive. Spinning she pulled out and to her starboard. Trying to keep the fighter planes from getting a good hit on her.

"Sir I'm not getting a response." Kinch said to Hogan.

"Keep trying. And open a chanal to the fighters. I want to talk to them."

"Yes sir."

"Fighter planes this is Coronal Hogan of the US Air Forces. I have stolen a German bomber. Stop firing at me at once." Hogan said as Kent puled the plan up and on her back. Then snap rolling it to port. The only response was more shots fired at them.

"Hogan let me." Kent said sweat poring down her face.

"But..."

"Let me." she puled in behind one of the fighters. And followed it.

"Ok it's open."

"Alright fly boys. I know you can here me. I am flying empty. Just my fellow escapes. We stole this plane. And I would love to make it back to my bloody home. And not in a box. So just tell me what it'll take to convince ya." Kent said.

"Well at least there not firing any more." Carter said.

"Who are you?" one of the two fighters asked.

"Sargent Kent. Ferrier pilot." Kent said

"Alright Kent, what was your call sine?" the fighter asked.

"I didn't have one but every one at the base I was assigned to called me Cat."

"Everyone?"

"No. Everyone but one."

"Who?"

"Captain Darpin. He called me Griffin."

"Hello Griffin, I'll escort you down now. If you get of two's tail." The voice said. There was laughter in the voice.

"No problem Phoenix. Lead on." Kent said falling back a little. The two planes fell in on either side. Kent took a deep breath and let it out, "thank god." she murmured.

"How?" Hogan asked.

"I explain later."Kent said.

They flew for a little wile longer. They landed at a hidden base. After they landed the plane was surrounded by soldiers. The Heroes got off slowly and kept there hands up. Several of the soldiers came up and took there weapons. When one of the soldier took Kent's Luger she snarled and said. "I had better get that back. I paid for that with the blood of a German SS Soldier."

"Kent." Hogan said.

"Shut up Women." The soldier said.

"What is going here." Captain Darpin asked coming up.

"The commander said to place these men in the brig until he can find out the truth."

"Gov'ner is it to late to say I don't want to come on this mission." Newkirk asked.

"Oh boy this is odd. We escape from German POW camp, just to get thrown in the brig."carter said.

"Oui, and we didn't even get to see any girls." Lebeau sighed.

"What am I. A cow?" Kent said turning to Lebeau.

"We didn't even get drunk." Newkirk said. They had forgotten about the guns pointed at them.

"Guy please, can you stop arguing in front of our allies." Hogan said.

"No, Amber you are a women but you don't count. I see you every day." Lebeau said.

"Oh thanks, Lebeau."

"Or tea. I haven't had any good tea in ages."Newkirk said.

"I wonder if they let me have some of that new explosive I've heard about." Carter thought aloud.

"All of you shut the Hell up." the solider yelled.

"Why?"Kent asked.

"Because you are my captive." he said.

"Why?"

"Because you are in German uniforms."

"Oh well, Our regular uniforms are on the plane. We can change if you want us to." Kent smiled.

"No!" the solider said getting exasperated.

"Oh please! This uniform I have on itches like craze. I'd love to get on my normal clothes."Kent said turning on all of her feminine charm.

"Why are you in it then?" he asked.

"How else are we going to steal a German plane?" Kent asked, smiling sweetly

"Fine if I let you change, will you shut up and come with me peacefully?" the solider asked.

"Of corse I will." Kent smiled. Several soldiers where sent with them. After they changed they where lead inside the base. The lead soldier, who was a Major, was stopped by a runner. The runner handed him a piece of paper. As the major read it, Kent looked closely at the runner. He stood tall and willow. Pale skin contrasted with the freckles and shock of red hair.

"Matthew Don Kent. Your spouse to be in Africa." Amber said .

"And you little cat are spouse to be in Germany." he said giving his big sister a hug.

"Solider back off. I am to take these people to the commander." the major said.

"You're a runner?" Amber asked. Matt nodded then smiled, "did ja here mom had a girl I just got the letter."

"Kent." Hogan said. The two snapped to attached. And said "sir"

"Amber why don't you introduce us?"

"We don't have time for this." the major said.

"He's right I have to go. Take care sis." Matt gave amber a hug.

"You to little brother. A runner is a dangerous job."

***



"Shultz is coming." Kent said coming next to the others.

Hogan nodded and loudly said, "I'm telling you we are going the wrong way."

That was followed by several disagreement.

"Colonel Hogan what are you doing here you are supposed to be with the Major." Shultz said.

"I see nothing." he said turning to leave.

"Wait were hungry and tired, can you say you caught us?" Kent said.

"Don't worry about the major she let us go to see if we could make it home." Hogan said.

"Oh boy did we..." Newkirk placed a hand over Carters mouth.

"You might get promoted." Lebeau said.

"Gemma, gemma," Shultz said heading them back to camp.

***

"Amber how did you know that guy. You know the one firing on us." Carter asked.

"Yes you said you tell us." Hogan said crossing his arms and leaning against a bed.

"Ok so I'll talk. Captain Darpin leads a fighter wing. I was station at that base. He treated me and the other women polite. He's squad is the one that escorted us down. Well this one time, I had made contact with them. Just made corse adjustment. When we ran into German bomber and there fighter company. So of corse the fighter boys haft go play. I'm ordered to take evasive action and get out of there. Well the German's notice that I'm fleeing. So they send four of their fighters after me. What can a poor little girl do, I'm weaponless and being chased. So I start buzzing the bombers hoping that they might hit one of there own. They finally leave and I can land. Captain Darpin said that I caused two of the fighters to be destroyed. That's when he started calling me Griffin." Kent said smiling.

"What happen to the plane?" Carter asked. Kent smiled turned to solemn.

"I had one wing nearly shot off. The tail fin and fuselage was riddled with holes. I also was hit with shrapnel in my leg. They said two more hits and it would've gone down."

"Why didn't you out run the Fighters?" Hogan asked.

"Would of been happy too. One problem. The plane was a Prototype. It was designed as a Bomber/fighter plane. It could go far but not go fast." Kent said. Then Shultz came in.

"What is going on in here?" Shultz asked.

"We where just talking about how much fun we where having in England yesterday." Hogan said.

"Jolly jokers. It is time for lights out." Shultz said.

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wow I wrote that quick. When I actual sat down and wrote :)

I'm think about putting this on hold and working on a different story. Oh just a fact. As far as I know women did not transport planes from America to England. Men did.

See ya.

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