Thanks for the review and could I have some more please, just a short chapter this time to do a little scene setting and I'm sorry it took longer then usual I've been busy recently.

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The Lehnshers

"Eric and Magda Lehnsher huh?" said Magda as she leaned over Magnus's shoulder looking at the passports and other documents they had printed. They had arrived in the little port town after a few weeks in the USSR and Magnus had got a job almost immediately, Magnus worked in a warehouse simply moving the crates around, his employer was a good man who had escaped Germany himself just before the war begun, he married a woman and took over her fathers business.

"I would be happy to help" smiled the man as he offered Magnus the job and shook his hand firmly, while in the camp a handshake that firm would probably have injured him but the weeks since escaping both he and Magda had grown strong.

The two of them had been living in a small building that had been disused near the site, the building only had three rooms but it suited the pair of them.

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Magnus was working one day in one of the warehouses, he was alone as he shifted a large crate with a great strain, he was thinking of Magda who would be at home cutting the vegetables for the meal they were having that evening.

He dumped the crate down which billowed up a cloud of dust, Magnus leaned on the crate for a second while coughing before stepping away, he moved away from the crate with a great rip, he sighed as he turned to see his new shirt he had bought a few days earlier had been caught on a nail which stuck out of the box.

Magnus stared down at his arm, his world came crashing down around him as he stood there, he had almost forgotten, it was his first thought when he woke up and his last before he fell asleep but the time with Magda had dulled the pain. 323523525 was tattooed across his inner arm, his brand, his number, his identity. He had forgotten the camp and that both made his heart sing and cry at the same time, Magnus lowered himself to the floor for a second and sunk his head back against the crates.

He felt a warm trickle run down his face, he wiped the tears away from his face, he caught a glimpse at the back of his hand which seemed to be doused with blood. He wiped his face again and stared again at the blood on his hand. His eyes and nose were bleeding and the crimson trickle was still running down his face.

A loud clatter rang through out the warehouse, Magnus was to his feet in a second his heart was racing and his mind whirred. "What was that? They've found us" thought Magnus, he grabbed a crowbar and tightened his hand around it, he swung his arm a couple of times practising to take out any attackers with one blow as he began to creep towards the noise.

He cast a glance down each row between the crates, a scraping sound was intermixed with a rattling and a banging noise, row after row showed no one, he pressed himself up against a tall stack, the next gap was between the stack he leaned on and the far wall, the noise was coming from the gap.

He twisted his hands tighter on the bar and dove round the corner with the crowbar raised above his head "AHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed as he dove ready to attack. No one stood before him only a toppled metal stacking shelf which had spilled nails and screws across the floor, the nails and the shelves itself seemed to be alive as they danced around on the floor. They stopped as the door swung open and Mister Volchov walked in, he was Magnus's boss and he stood staring at the teenager who stood with a crowbar raised and a partially wrecked warehouse.

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"I thought…I thought…I…I thought they had came for us" said Magnus as he sat in the office rubbing his hands together while staring at the floor.

"Don't worry about it Eric I understand" smiled Volchov "I still wake up with the worst night terrors, sweat dripping off me. I dream that they're coming up the stairs and banging on the door…someone has informed them where I am and…" he drifted off as he stared out of the window and then seemed to come back to the conversation, Mr Volchov had hidden in a box room at his workplace after his brother had been taken away by the Nazi's, he escaped Germany just before the war broke out but it still effected him. "I dare say you're too young for this but I wont say anything if you don't" winked Volchov as he handed over a drink.

"Thank you" said Magnus as he knocked back the alcohol which burned his throat and made him cough, Volchov laughed as he took a deep breath and inhaled on his cigarette.

"You need documentation you know?" said Volchov as he stared at Magnus.

"I know sir but I told you, we lost them when we were travelling" said Magnus, it was the story that he and Magda had agreed on and both tried not to add much more fact to it.

"I know you're not really called Eric Lehnsher…I have a friend that can get all of the documentation, I haven't always been called Volchov myself, it's not a very German name is it" smiled Volchov with a wink.

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"So Mr Lehnsher…what do you want to do know?" asked Magda as she lowered herself onto his knee and moved their documents from his hands before kissing him gently on the cheek.

"Well Mrs Lehnsher…I don't know" smiled Magnus as he placed his arms round her "I was thinking of spending my life with you and raising a family…but that doesn't have to be today, I'm off work so we can do what ever you like" laughed Magnus.

"I prepared a picnic hoping you'd say that smiled Magda as he kissed him again and stood up to o get the packed basket.

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The two lay in the shade of a tree on top of a hill looking down on the stream which trickled near the village, summer had come both quickly and early to the area around the village and the warmness made it perfect for a picnic followed by a afternoon nap in the shade. Magda lay her head on his chest while Magnus lay his arms around her shoulders, his chest moved up and down as he drew in the air which felt so clean compared to the air he had suffered for years in the camps filled with the stench of death.

Magnus ran his fingers through Magda's hair absently as he stared up at the fluffy white clouds which moved slowly away from them as the wind blew gently. Magda rolled away from Magnus and groaned peacefully in her sleep, he turned his head and looked at her with his brown eyes, he scratched his head full of white hair before kissing her on the forehead and strode down towards the river.

He stepped out onto the dock that lay at the river before casting a glance back to Magda who still slept silently, he stretched on the dock ready to dive into the cold refreshing water.

A boat bobbed gently in the middle of the river which was almost still reflecting the sky perfectly, he reached for the chain which amazingly seemed to reach towards him. Magnus paused and backed away as the chain began to unravel and head back into the cool water, Magnus reached his hand out again and the chain shot once again towards him and began to amass in a pile at his feet, the boat came closer. "This is impossible I can't be doing this" thought Magnus as he stared at the chain, one of the links seemed to explode as the boat bumped the dock and he jumped with surprise.

He shook his head to dislodge the thoughts that he had been doing the thing with the chain, "nonsense" he thought as he lowered himself into the water, he wanted to avoid the boat because of what had just happened had him a little wary of the boat. The cold water was bracing as it touched his foot but as he lowered himself lower into the water it felt so good against his hot skin.

He had loved swimming when he was a boy in the rivers and streams where they camped but once he had went to Auschwitz he was sure he would never see such an expanse of water again, it made him so happy he was wrong. He dived under the water for a second before coming up and flattening his wet hair against his scalp, he began to swim out into deeper water as all the worries of his life faded away amongst the cool dark water, his arms and legs got him to the centre of the river in not time at all where he began to tread water.

Magnus turned to check if Magda was okay in her shaded spot under the tree but she was not there "Where is she…where is she" he thought to himself as he began to speed back towards the jetty, his muscles burned as he sped through the water but it didn't matter because he had to get to Magda "She has to be fine, she has to be…what is she isn't?". He didn't even seem to breathe as he hurled himself onto the dock and got to his feet.

"MAGDA!" yelled Magnus as he expelled all the air in his lungs in the loudest yell he had ever made "They've gotten her, If they've gotten her I don't know what I'll do…Kill myself".

His heart pounded till it nearly exploded as a hand grabbed his leg and he felt himself being pulled from the dock into the water, the coldness hit him again instantly but once he surface all he could feel was the warmth of Magda's lips against his own. "Where did you go? What did you do that for? Do you realised how worried I was?" screamed Magnus as he tread water before his soaking wet love.

"I'm sorry I thought it would be funny" said Magda defensively as she pushed him away from her, she much like he when in the camp had become adversely opposed to people yelling at her.

"I thought they had come for us…you" said Magnus as he moved towards her again.

"I'm so sorry…I should have thought" said Magda as she moved to him again and kissed him, he kissed back before both began to swim to the grassy shore. Magda dragged herself onshore and was followed by Magnus who pressed heavily against her with a kiss, he kissed her neck slowly as he hands began to unbutton his pants.

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Magnus sat in the warehouse as he finished off the last of his lunch that Magda had packed for him, he was the only man working in that warehouse as the two other men who worked with him had been unable to go in as they had a funeral to attend. Magnus looked around the warehouse and thought about how much his life had changed over the years.

His eyes were drawn to a screw which lay on the floor and his mind cast back to the boat chain, he stared at the screw transfixed for some reason unknown to him, the screw shook and Magnus blinked and shook his head and the screw stopped instantly. He concentrated on the screw which rattled on the floor before shooting towards him, he dove backwards and pushed himself away from the floor, he turned quickly and caught his eyes on a crowbar which shot across the room instantly into a crate splintering the wood. "What is going on? Am I doing this? How?" thought Magnus as questions fired through his mind.

Magnus concentrated on the wood which lay at his feet from the splintered crate but the wood didn't even budge, he cast his glance again at the crowbar which shot instantly to his outstretched hand "Metal?" he thought to himself as he put two and two together about the things which had happened to him recently.

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Magnus walked through the door and was not as usual hit by the sudden smell of glorious food cooking, he glanced around the room and saw Magda sitting, her dark features bather in tears as she sat in a chain crying.

"Mgda? Are you okay? What happened? Have they invaded?" asked Magnus as his most horrible nightmares shot through his mind.

"You always think the worst" said Magda as she wiped a tear away "Nothing good can ever happen…Magnus my love…I'm Pregnant."

To Be Continued…

Just a little warning so far you may not think this fic is a very pleasant one (what with pow camps and mass murder etc) but this is just setting the scene of who Magnus is, the next chapter sets him on the road well an truly towards being Magnet…Stay tuned.