Disclaimer-I don't own these characters at all, I just like to write about them, but characters like Hoffer that I have created are mine.

Author's note- I'm trying to convay this historically correct, but I might make some mistakes along the way. This is also my first story, so please be kind, please no flames. This is an AU story in the 1940's during the French occupation, of WW2 by the Nazis. This a ShepWeir story.

In a French café, sat a college age women, she had just graduated high school, and was supposed to leave the French town of St. Claire. She was supposed to be studying political science in the US, but the Germans had overrun her hometown and she couldn't leave. She sat in the café, where she was waiting for a man to come and meet her, she had information that was very important to the continuation of her mission. Elizabeth Weir wondered what was taking the member of the other cell so long, she sat at where she was supposed to meet him, but he wasn't there, where is he? She sat there for about five more minutes sipping her café, when she finally decided to leave, as she got up, five Nazi officers decided to storm in, Weir tried to the best of her ability to be calm and just simple act as a normal citizen getting a drink and leaving for a days work.

"Excuse me Miss, could you step over here please?'

"Yes Monsieur, how can I help you," she answered as she walked towards them.

"Miss, we need to take you to our headquarters to ask you some simple questions."

"Of course."

Truly Elizabeth was extremely scared, she had heard stories of other resistance members disappearing this way, the Nazis would simply take them to their headquarters and they simply disappeared. Of, course if she resisted then they could just shoot her on the spot and she was not ready for that. She walked out of the café with her escort to the building that the had set up camp in, the operative that was meant to meet her either stayed away knowing of the plan, or had been captured and tortured until he reveled the meeting and maybe even his own cell. Weir lightly stepped into the office she was lead to and sat down in a chair as she was instructed to do.

" So Miss…. Miss Weir could you tell me what you do, because I have gotten some disturbing intelligence about you."

"Monsieur I am a women who can't leave to go to college, so I am now running a flower store, on the corner."

"Anything else?"

"No, no nothing else."

"If your lying to me it could get unpleasant for you, and you are a pretty young lady, perhaps I could arrange something for you, and maybe we could get to know each other better. I really do like you, my name of course is Major Emmel Hoffer."

"No, still nothing."

"Miss, don't get smart with me, tell me who are you?"

"A simple French girl."

"And I'm a horse's ass, now tell me what do you do!"

"I told you I'm a flower shop owner, that is it."

"Damn you, I'm trying to help you and your just being a stubborn damn bitch, now tell me, I know your connected to the damn maquis!"

"I'm am not!"

"You, you, you," he stared at her and then he hit her, hard on the face, and stomped out of the office and yelled something in German.

"Come with us, now" Elizabeth wasn't given a chance to responed and was dragged out of the room and almost literally threw her in the cell and left. Left her in the dark room, by herself.