Memories of Darkness

Author's Note: At last, another 'Allo 'allo story is out! This story is happening AFTER WW2, about 30 years ahead (which is 1975). There are no French people or British involved (sorry Cheo) but mainly focused on what happened to the Germans. Our main character is Herr Flick (gasp!) who wakes up in a hospital with some injuries, with the last three years missing from his memory. He finds out somebody tried to kill him, but slowly, the pieces are coming back.....

The characters are belonging to the series, not me, but there may be certain ones that belong to me. This is happening in Germany.

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Herr Flick closed his eyes, hoping that Von Strohm didn't notice him. Unfortunately, he did.

A looming round figure hauled Flick by the scruff of the neck like an animal, and threw him out onto the floor, into the light. Flick opened his eyes, and looked up at the other two figures standing above him.

'Well done Eric,' Gruber spoke softly to the chauffeur, but then turned his attention to Flick,' Nice to see you again, Herr Flick.'

Flick stared sharply back at the ex-Lieutenant. He had the nerve to speak to him like this?

'A coward as always,' a female voice spoke behind him,' hiding in the wardrobe, trying to avoid the penalty.'

Flick turned around to the direction of the voice. It belonged to Helga. How she changed! No longer a meek follower who stood up to him from time to time. Now, she radiated a power of pride, self-confidence and anger. The anger could clearly be seen through those ice blue eyes of hers.

'I see you have your dog also with you,' Helga said coldly, indicating to Von Smallhousen, lying in a heap not far away.

Smallhousen whimpered, but Von Strohm's boot kicked him roughly in the ribs to be quiet. This action surprised Herr Flick, for Colonel Von Strohm wasn't a physically rough man in the army. He was strict, greedy, but not a sadist.

'I guess that the car didn't hit you hard enough,' Gruber said quietly, but the soft voice had an uncharacteristic edge to it,' we will make sure ourselves that you are dealt with.....properly.'

The thing that surprised Herr Flick most of all was Gruber. In times like these, the gentle Lieutenant would usually be a nervous wreck. But now he was only being- calm.

Herr Flick looked up at him. Gruber always had those interesting dark blue eyes. But now they looked so familiar.....

A memory flashed though the mind of Herr Flick.

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(The memory......)

It happened three years ago. Herr Flick had by chance met Helga in Berlin, after all these years. They accidentally bumped into each other in the street, and warmly greeted each other. They talked, of what they had been doing all these years. Herr Flick found out that Helga was well off, she married a man who was well in dealing with paintings, and had six children.

As they talked, they walked towards her house. It was a lovely mansion, somehow a bit modest, but the garden at the front was beautifully tended. They walked toward the gate, and stopped. They were about to say goodbyes, when a voice called:

'Mother, who is this with you?'

A young man walked up to them, and politely gave his hand to be shaken by Herr Flick. When Flick saw who the young man looked like, he knew who Helga married.....it wasn't possible!

'This is Herr Flick,' Helga informed her son, and turned back to Flick,' Herr Flick, this is Hans, our oldest son.'

Hans now gave a smile, that Herr Flick knew that only one other person had the same smile.

'You must have been the man that my parents used to talk about. You were an agent from the Gestapo?' Hans asked.

Herr Flick was lost for words, because of who Hans looked like. Flick nodded.

'I'd better get going,' Hans excused himself,' goodbye. A pleasure to meet you.'

With those few words, Hans left. Herr Flick stared after him, but then snapped out, and turned to Helga.

'Your son, he looks like his father.....' Flick mumbled,' quite the same looks and character.'

'I'm glad you noticed that,' Helga smiled proudly,' Hans has taken military schooling. He is already a Captain in the Tank Squad.'

Flick nodded and say a goodbye to her. They would meet again, perhaps Herr Flick would tell a story or two to Hans? Of course.

As Herr Flick walked away, he couldn't shake off the feeling of how the man was so much like his father: they both had the same characteristics.....even Hans took up the Tank Squad like his father! He achieved a higher rank that his father though.

Flick still couldn't believe that he had just seen the son of his beloved Helga and the gay ex-Lieutenant, Hubert Gruber.

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The memory just lasted for a second, but to him it was an hour. Herr Flick found himself hauled off the floor and pushed into a chair. He was tied down.

'I expected you to put up a fight,' calmly said Gruber from the other side.

'Hans.....you are angry because you lost your son.....' Flick choked out, his throat dry.

Suddenly, Gruber narrowed his eyes in a suspicious way,' Oh, you speak his name now? ' his gentle voice was lowered to a deadly whisper that Flick never heard before coming from the Lieutenant,' How dare you? Hans trusted you, and you take him away. I guess the infamous Gestapo never taught the ways of trust and loyalty, did they?'

Herr Flick felt that he was sweating. He had a reason to be nervous: there was a glint that he never saw in Gruber's eye before- hatred and disgust. But there was something more......

'I know the Gestapo used torture as revenge,' Gruber gave a small, pained smile,' my torture was humiliation, as you, Herr Flick, so kindly forced upon me to keep silent.'

Gruber took a small glinting thing out of his pocket, and Flick's eyes widened in fear when he saw what it was.

'Do you fancy knives as a form of torture, Herr Flick?' Gruber asked, in a mockery of suggestiveness.

Author's Note: Aahhh! Gruber is totally mad! I think he's swaying out of character, but hey, he's kid is dead! About Gruber's humiliation torture: do you remember in the episodes that whenever Herr Flick brings Gruber to his Gestapo quarters, he humiliates Gruber as to stay silent? First it is the compromising photo with Helga, then being delivered in his underwear..... Anyway, could you please review this modest cliffhanger?