Disclaimer: See chapter three

Author's note: Thank for the review ML Miller, I've been reading your story. It's really good, I've still have a few more chapters to read.

Hogan woke a few hours before the sun was due to rise. He felt something hard under him, instantly bringing him to awareness. He looked around. Newkirk was sprawled out a few feet away from him next to Conner. He crawled over to Newkirk in the darkness. He grabbed the man's shoulder and gave it a shake.

"Can't you 'et a man sleep in?" Newkirk slurred.

"Come on Newkirk don't you just love morning." Hogan whispered with a sigh.

"No." his friend flatly stated and tried to roll away from him.

Hogan shook him a little harder. "Time to be moving sleeping beauty, and wake your other friend too. We'll eat after we leave." Hogan whispered, slipping away from the two Englishmen.

"Wake up mate," Newkirk said rolling over and shaking Conner. "Come on get up."

"One more hour," Conner mumbled before turning away from the other man.

"Here," Hogan said holding out a bucket of water. 'This should get him up' Hogan thought with an evil smile.

"Brilliant." Newkirk exclaimed grabbing the bucket. He stood back then threw the water over the sleeping major. Conner splattering and cursing jumped to his feet looking around in shock.

"What the hell was that for," Conner shouted. Newkirk and Hogan laughed as the man shook his head throwing water everywhere.

"Watch it mate," Newkirk exclaimed, drying his face with his sleeve.

"Time to go, it won't be long before the Gestapo arrive." Hogan told them, smiling as Conner tried to dried his clothes.

'That was an odd reaction,' Hogan thought looking the other man over, 'Conner is of higher rank than Newkirk, yet there was no threat of a court-marshal.'

Fifteen minutes later the three where struggling through the woods. Heading towards the pick up site, which was scheduled for tomorrow night.

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The pick up was scheduled for early the next morning at one hundred hours (1.00am). Kinch was going crazy, Hogan needed to be warned of the danger he was walking into, but there was no way to get word to him. The General was still at camp and the underground was in shut down. He had been trying to contact the underground for over twelve hours.

He jumped as the phone broad next to him came to life. He had forgotten that it was his turn to watch the broad. He picked up the headphones; the General was making an out going call to some one. Kinch listened to the conversation, only half-listening for he was only talking business to one of his officers. Kinch turned out and went over the problem at hand.

"Have you been able to get into contact with Papa Bear?"

Kinch's head came up, 'did he just say Papa Bear?' Kinch asked himself.

"Is Papa Bear aware that he is to meet with me?" the General asked.

"We were unable to contact him in time, Otto" The other man on the line said.

"Is there some one from the underground I can talk to?" General Otto Krotz asked. Kinch was sure he could hear desperation in the General's tone.

"We have informed Papa Bear's crew of the situation," the other man said. "An agent did catch up with group of prisoners but he was unsure of the identity of the men he found. He didn't want to give his identity away to the traitor."

Kinch couldn't believe. Is the General an agent? Kinch asked himself. Kinch started to get a hint of an idea. Kinch listened to the conversation between the General and the agent. When the General hung up, Kinch quickly ran up the stairs into the barracks.

"Carter, LeBeau we need to talk." Kinch said to the men gathered around the wooden table in the room. Carter and LeBeau upon seeing the way their friend was standing hurried into Hogan's office. Luckily Klink still held onto the thought that Hogan was coming back, for he had yet to find another officer to replace the Colonel.

"The General works for the underground," Kinch told them. 'The underground did tell me that there was something different about him yesterday,' he now remembered.

"How do you know?" LeBeau asked.

Kinch told them about what he had heard.

"He could be the solution to our problem." Kinch told them. "I can't get a hold of the underground and the pick up is in six hours time. If we don't do something some the Colonel and Newkirk will be walking into a trap."

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For Hogan the last two days where uneventful. Newkirk and Conner were still fighting and Hogan had to break up the fights every once in a while. Hogan would be glade to be rid of the know-it-all-Englishmen. Something just didn't add up right foe Hogan he had a feeling that something was going on right in front of him but he could see it. Question about Conner ran through his mind. Where had he gone the other night? How come he knew German so well? How come he didn't notice that one of his bags had a rip in it? What was going on?

Hogan was on look out again as the others made dinner. They were closer to the pick up site and needed to be careful of nearby patrols. They still had a lot of ground to cover before they reached the site.

No matter how much London had told Hogan about Conner before he left he couldn't get the feeling of walking into a trap out of his mind. London had told him that Conner needed to stay alive and reach London as quickly as possible. Hogan had trusted London but now he wasn't so sure about the credibility of London's information.

"Colonel the bake beans are ready," Newkirk called out to him. "I'm dreading the smell tonight."

"Well the good news is we wont be spreading the night listening to the music." Hogan said sitting down next to the Englishmen. "The pick up's tonight."

"Then I feel sorry for the pilot that's taking Conner here home," Newkirk said starting another fight with the other Englishman.

'Here they go again,' Hogan thought.

"At least I'm going home," Conner said. 'Oww, that hit low.' Hogan thought in pity.

"At least I didn't get me self in so much trouble I 'ad to put all of the underground in danger."

"Watch what you say Corporal."

"Oh brilliant, hiding behind your rank again."

"Enough," Hogan said before a patrol heard the noise they were making. "If you two don't quiet down, you'll both be knock down to Privates. Understand?" The last part was said as a command not a question.

"Sir, yes, sir." The two Englishmen said simultaneously and a little guiltily.

Hogan finished his meal then stood. "I'm going to look at the pick up site to see if it's safe." Hogan told them. "Wait here. If I'm not back in an hour and a half head off to the site and keep your eyes open."

He turned to walk away then stopped. "And keep out of trouble, can you fellas?"

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